"Brother, the pig was screaming in grief, his voice was so loud."

Ju Weng looked at Zhu Xiaobao in a daze, and this sentence was revealed from his big black mouth with the eyes of the audience.

But Sun Wukong seemed to have a deep feeling, and the monkey shook his head and whispered deeply: "I used to be so sad."

After saying that, he swallowed bitterly with a serious expression.

"Brother, do we want to persuade him?" Ju Weng asked.

"No, it's much better to vent your heart's content than to suppress persuasion."

Sun Wukong shone a monkey face and moved to the black dog, stretched out his monkey paws and grabbed the black dog's hind legs, lifted it up, and moved back to the giant man, throwing the black dog at his feet.

He did this because he was worried that the black dog's whine would disturb Zhu Xiaobao's whine.

In this way, Sun Wukong and Ju Weng quietly waited for Zhu Xiaobao to stabilize his emotions. It was already noon.

The wind was moving, but it was just weak.

The rain stopped, the stream returned to quiet, and the fluctuations disappeared.

Zhu Xiaobao limped back to Sun Wukong and Ju Weng with a drooping head, saying:

"Thank you for saving Cuilan just now, although she was already..." Yidun grief: "But thank you."

"Hey, no thanks, no thanks, I'm going to help you when you see injustice, I'm just cheering, my brother is really powerful." Ju Weng flattered regardless of the situation.

Sun Wukong glanced at Ju Weng to show that he would kill you if he would speak again.

When the Giant Weng saw Sun Wukong's sharp eyes, he quickly covered his big black mouth, stopped making a sound, and retreated behind him without even daring to let go of his fart.

"You should be able to hold on, right?" Sun Wukong asked Zhu Xiaobao.

Zhu Xiaobao nodded: "Yes, after all, the identity of being sad is Tianpeng. I am just a pig now."

"I hope so!" Sun Wukong said, stepping on the black dog: "You are also going to get the scriptures?"

"Yes, the Buddha arranged it." Zhu Xiaobao replied with great worries.

"The Tathagata just likes to play with dominance. Of course, this is not bad, and it can successfully kill our hearts." Sun Wukong said, looking at the mountain.

Zhu Xiaobao let out a shallow huh, then sighed and suppressed his sadness at this moment, and told Sun Wukong about what Gao Cuilan had told him before and what he had about him.

In this way, Sun Wukong sorted out everything.

When he was resting, Sun Wukong opened his monkey eyes suddenly: "Damn! What a sinister and despicable method. But who is the banshee? How could she know so much?" Sun Wukong questioned.

Zhu Xiaobao shook his head, then he was deeply angry and clenched his fists, and said angrily: "I must kill the banshee with my hand and avenge Cuilan."

Zhu Xiaobao said, glaring at the black dog again: "If it weren't for it, Cuilan wouldn't have been scattered. It was the black evil spirit on its body that forced Cuilan's soul to disperse. I want to kill it first."

After saying that, Zhu Xiaobao turned red in his eyes, waved his hands in the air, and a nine-toothed rake wrapped in silver light was held in Zhu Xiaobao's hand.

Zhu Xiaobao gritted his teeth in hatred, and raised his rake upwards, about to smash it to the black dog.

Sun Wukong took a quick look and shouted in time: "Many dog ​​lovers will denounce you! Besides, it is Yang Jian's dog, the Jade Emperor's nephew's dog, and it depends on whether the owner is beating a dog!"

When Zhu Xiaobao heard this, he thought quickly, and then quickly pulled the rake back and flew out of his shoulders.

Bang-

The rake fell on the ground far behind Zhu Xiaobao and disappeared.

"Oh, I hate it!" Zhu Xiaobao shouted in annoyance, squatted, and smashed his heavy punch to the ground, causing a deep pit.

Sun Wukong was extremely considerate of Zhu Xiaobao's great revenge but could not. He patted Zhu Xiaobao on the shoulder with his monkey paw and said:

"You don't have to be so angry, after all, this is not an irreversible thing."

Zhu Xiaobao's eyes lit up, he raised his depressed pig's head and looked at Sun Wukong, asking, "What do you mean is there a way to restore Cuilan's soul?"

"That's right." Sun Wukong replied.

When Zhu Xiaobao heard this, he quickly stood up and asked excitedly, "What method? Please ask for advice."

"I just remembered that there is a soul-gathering pill in the Hall of Hell, whose efficacy can gather scattered souls, but..."

Before Sun Wukong could finish speaking, Zhu Xiaobao hurriedly limped towards the side.

"Hey, don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet." Sun Wukong shouted to Zhu Xiaobao who turned around and tried to move away.

Zhu Xiaobao ignored Sun Wukong's call and just limped forward, with an excited look on his face.

"Damn, I didn't expect this pig to be more anxious than me, a monkey." After Sun Wukong said that, he moved to the front of Zhu Xiaobao, blocking his way.

"You can't be so anxious, you leave without listening to everything. Do you know where the Hall of Hell is?" asked Sun Wukong.

Zhu Xiaobao shook his head and asked quickly: "I have been in the fairy world before and have never been to the underworld. Can you tell me the way to the underworld again?"

"I will definitely tell you after the road, but because your feet are now stabbed by my golden cudgel and have scars. When you go to the underworld, you will encounter the extreme Yin ghost energy. The extreme Yin ghost energy will enter your body along the scars on your feet, causing your mortal pig body to become festered, and then your spiritual consciousness will be eroded and destroyed in the underworld. In this way, you can't get the soul gathering pill and cannot save Gao Cuilan's ghost, and you will also get in. It's simply self-destructive! It's too irrational!"

Sun Wukong patiently explained the pros and cons to Zhu Xiaobao.

After hearing this, Zhu Xiaobao nodded with some insight. Then he tried hard to restrain his impatient pig heart, sighed and asked, "So what can quickly heal my foot injury?"

"Only the sea soul." Sun Wukong scratched the monkey's head and replied.

"Sea Soul?" Zhu Xiaobao is difficult to understand.

"The sea soul is the dragon's energy, it is a breath that exhales from the dragon's mouth. If a dragon exhales on the wound of your feet, it will be healed quickly." Sun Wukong answered.

"That's not simple. I'll go find a dragon now and let it blow a breath at my feet?" Zhu Xiaobao said, and was about to walk east.

"Stop! Where are you going?" Sun Wukong asked, scratching his back.

"Original Sea." Zhu Xiaobao stopped and replied.

"Donghai? I said do you have geography knowledge? It takes more than 5,000 miles to go to the East China Sea from here. With your current speed and foot injury, it is getting dark for you to go back and forth, and not all the things that follow will be delayed!" Sun Wukong said with a curl of his mouth.

"Then what do you think I should do?" Zhu Xiaobao asked with a headache.

"It's very simple, wait!" Sun Wukong said calmly.

"Wait? You monkey are thinking about pigs. Wouldn't you just sit and wait for death? It's better for me to fight for speed." Zhu Xiaobao said anxiously and was about to turn around and take a step.

"Stop again! I said, why didn't you listen to the monkey finish your words? You are so angry that you owe you money! You are still trying to speed? I didn't even say anything! Damn!" Sun Wu air slapped the monkey's paws, completely throwing the power of the poor pig Xiaobao just now.

When Zhu Xiaobao heard Sun Wukong say this, he immediately withdrew his steps, changed his joyful expression on his face, walked to Sun Wukong with a look of joy, and begged:

"Yes, I heard the legend of immortals in Heaven five hundred years ago that you were invincible at the speed of 100,800 miles. Now that you are helping the pigs to the end, please take me to the East China Sea and find a dragon to blow the air. Besides, you have a good face there."

"Damn! Why do I have to let you do it? I just saw you very pitiful, why do I see you so hateful now? Are you trying to get more and more frustrated? " Sun Wukong couldn't help but glared at Zhu Xiaobao's eyes, raised his monkey's claws, and was about to suck him.

Because Sun Wukong hates others to instruct him the most, of course, except for the Tathagata who can imprison him and Tang Monk who can recite the mantra of brain pain.

When Zhu Xiaobao saw that Sun Wukong was angry, he was not willing to be outdone, so he glared at him, tilting his neck and looking very harsh: "How about it? I'm afraid of you, you can try to slap me today!"

"Hey! You dare to fight with me to the death. The ungrateful pig is in the blink of an eye. Your pig is too fast. You can't do it if you don't smoke you!"

Sun Wukong's neck was also tilted, and he was tense with Zhu Xiaobao's sword, and it was about to spark.

The master behind them looked at it and was immediately overjoyed. He was urging in the fire: "Brother, don't be timid, so he can't beat him, and tell him to see the mighty and domineering sage of the Monkey King and have strength. Pigs cannot be spoiled. If they don't beat it, just take a stick and knock his head."

Ju Weng clapped and shouted, and jumped up happily.

Sun Wukong couldn't resist the fire, unless Tang Seng could pretend to be kind in front of him, but if Tang Seng was not there, he would be unable to restrain himself, and he would be unable to restrain himself.

"Did you hear the strong voice of the audience? If I don't slap you, my monkey design will collapse, and I will suffer!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong slapped Zhu Xiaobao on the pig's face.

"Ah!" Zhu Xiaobao screamed and was pumped away.

Plop—

The perfect fall to the ground was performed by Zhu Xiaobao.

"Damn!" When Sun Wukong saw Zhu Xiaobao who was successfully slapped to the ground by himself, he stroked his hairstyle halfway, which was very chic.

"Brother is mighty, brother is domineering, brother... brother..." The master jumped high and applauded Sun Wukong without saying anything.

I have to say that Ju Weng's flattery skills in the past two days have reached a super level of perfection and can be filmed at any time.

"Be low-key, I, the Monkey King, have always been low-key." Sun Wukong waved to Juweng in a high-profile manner.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaobao, who was pulled to the ground by Sun Wukong, climbed up and played the shrew's trick of crying without reason and crying. He started crying loudly. He said while crying:

"Oh my god, everyone is here to see you. The crazy monkey beats someone. A crazy monkey with infinite strength beats the weak and weak little pig. It is still a pitiful little pig who has just experienced severe pain and blood...!"

The relatively perfect pig design that Zhu Xiaobao had previously demonstrated was a mess at this moment. He was completely different from pigs.

Sun Wukong and Ju Weng were so stupid that they were crying and making trouble by Zhu Xiaobao's sudden and unpreventable shrew. They immediately remained there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

The black dog stopped whining at this time, as if he was slowly recovering from the pain of the golden light.

"Wow! This pig turned out to be such a pig. It's so amazing. I really don't dare to think that he was Tianpeng before!" Ju Weng looked at the crying pig Xiaobao and sighed secretly.

Zhu Xiaobao cried for a long time, but Sun Wukong finally couldn't listen.

He quickly called Zhu Xiaobao to stop, and then said, "I'm convinced, it's not right for me to slap you. What I said just now was that there was a dragon behind the mountain. It was just that you intercepted me and didn't ask me to explain. Being a pig cannot be more anxious than a monkey."

When Zhu Xiaobao heard Sun Wukong say this, he immediately stopped crying. Joy suddenly popped up on the pig's face, then got up from the ground, limped to Sun Wukong, stretched his pig's head in front of Sun Wukong, and asked:

"real?"
To be continued...