"No house, no car, no money, no son, no brains, no fool, a monkey, a drunken sky court, pressing on Wuzhifeng Peak..."

"Not good, bald man chants the curse again!" Sun Wukong's heart immediately became cold when he heard the familiar melody sound.

In the dark night, golden lightning burst out from the cracks in the door of Bu Luochen Inn, and then all hit Sun Wukong's head.

“Ah—ah—ah—ah—”

Sun Wukong was in pain again, and at the same time, his heart was restless. He wanted to swing the golden cudgel and knock it on Tang Seng's head, but he could only think about it with hatred.

"Master, stop chanting the mantra of the pain in the brain. Is it okay to give me some advice?!" Sun Wukong begged for mercy.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong changed from the appearance of a book boy back to the prototype of a monkey due to the effect of the tight hoop curse.

The prototype of Sun Wukong appeared, which caused the people who were hiding in the hall of Bu Luochen Inn to break free from the atmosphere of fear to suffer a double blow.

Their spirits were almost broken, and to them, Sun Wukong was also a demon.

The giant man hiding behind the big water tank finally couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly saw Sun Wukong's monkey appearance at close range, and his visual impact was too strong, so he fainted with a burp. He hit the warrior who had fainted earlier with a bang.

Tang Monk stared at her eyes, opened the closed inn gate from the inside with a angrily clamor, and then walked straight to Sun Wukong with great strides, and the process also stopped chanting the mantra.

"Wukong, what are you doing? If I ask you to hit the pig demon's head, you don't hit it, but you just use the thunder invincible puff to puff its pig's trotter. Why are you so disobedient? Master is a decoration in your eyes?"

Sun Wukong held back the headache and shook his head, bit his back teeth and said, "Master, since you said that, I'm wrong!"

"You are wrong? Sloppy! Arrogant! You are perfunctory to your master. It seems that if I don't remember it for you once today, you won't have a memory."

Tang Seng said angrily, then took out a yellow book cover booklet and a pen from his sleeve, relied on the bright moonlight, unfolded the booklet, and wrote a line of words on it: "When facing the seventeenth monster, the monkey moved his kindness that should not have moved."

After writing, Tang Monk put the booklet and the pen back into his sleeve.

Seeing that Tang Seng had remembered him, Sun Wukong suddenly felt ten thousand kinds of pain coming to his heart.

"Master, do you have to do this? Do you know that you wrote me once on the demerits that Buddha gave you specifically to me for my faults. How many things I have to do in the future that I don't want to do offset them?" Sun Wukong said with pain on his face.

Tang Seng pouted: "Hmph, I don't care about this. In order to be responsible for you, and to do my best to complete the tasks assigned to me by the Buddha, I can only do this truth. Wukong, you don't have to be angry, and Master doesn't have to be so serious. If you can get the white horse given to me by the King of Tang in the past two days, I will remember it for you this time, and I will erase it. What do you think?"

After Tang Seng finished speaking, he blinked at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong sighed, and could only choose to nod in obedience, and then nodded.

"It's good!" Tang Seng laughed, first looked back at the people who were hiding in the hall of Bu Luochen Inn, who were scared by Sun Wukong's monkey look, and then smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, this is my apprentice, not a monster, but... a hairy person."

Tang Seng's words made the people hiding in the inn relieved, and their stiff bodies began to stretch. They began to whisper in subtle voices, but they still didn't dare to walk out of the inn, and they were still waiting and watching.

When Tang Seng saw the people relaxed a little, he smiled happily, then turned around and walked to the medium-sized wild boar called Zhu Xiaobao, and then squatted down.

Tang Monk gently stroked Zhu Xiaobao's injured pig's trotter with his hand, and showed a kind face on his face and said to Sun Wukong who was standing aside and rubbing his head constantly:

"It is not wrong for a monk to have a compassionate heart. However, abuse of compassion is a great sin. A demon is a demon. If it does something very hateful, there is no need to pity it. It should be when you take out your thunderbolt invincible puffering golden light stick and hit him. Wukong, you must remember that sometimes kindness is unnecessary."

This was the first time in this month that Sun Wukong heard Tang Monk say such deep but affectionate words. He nodded in a fresh way, and a look of admiration appeared in his face.

"Okay, Wukong, since you didn't hit it in the end, it seems that it should not be lost. This may be the Buddha's arrangement. So, you will be responsible for curing its injured pig's trotters and then putting the pig back to the mountain."

Tang Seng said that, gently touched Zhu Xiaobao's pig head, looked at its eyes, and then whispered to it: "I hope you don't blame me. I'm not really cruel. I'm for many people and many lives."

After saying that, Tang Monk got up and walked back to the inn hall, and gave a psychological counseling speech to the crowd: "The small disaster has passed, so don't be afraid anymore. I am Tang Monk, a monk who went to the West to obtain scriptures from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. My disciple is definitely not a monkey. His breed is hairy..."

Tang Seng talked endlessly to people, and people's hearts were slowly returning to normal.

Sun Wukong burst into laughter at the back of Tang Monk who was talking in the inn, and then walked to Zhu Xiaobao.

Just as Sun Wukong was about to pick up Zhu Xiaobao, he found that the eyes of his two small pigs were full of tears.

Zhu Xiaobao's eyes were aimed at the big wild boar on the pile of firewood not far away. It was crying, crying with extreme sadness.

Sun Wukong said to it: "Is that your father?"

"Hmph!" Zhu Xiaobao shook his head.

"Damn! I misread it, that's a sow, it should be your mother?"

Zhu Xiaobao hummed twice and nodded the pig's head.

Sun Wukong is not as domineering as he was five hundred years ago. He is the best in the world and I am the only one. His heart is very easy to soften now. He is now a gentle monkey. So sometimes he will be heartbroken and his eyes are red, but he will not cry. After all, he used to be a powerful man who was overwhelming.

Sun Wukong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said to Zhu Xiaobao: "My ignite eyes can see what happened before you. You used your mouth to pick a child up from the pit in the suburbs that day and saved him. When you saw your people holding a child in your mouth, they thought you were going to eat him. So they wanted to kill you, because you were different from other wild boars. The special things you showed were seen by ordinary people and decided that you were a monster. So they called Ju Weng and asked him to catch you. But when Ju Weng found the cave where you lived, it was your mother who defeated your life. When you saw your mother being caught by them, you wanted to save your mother, and then swallowed the demon stone that had been hidden in your cave for a thousand years and became a monster. In fact, you were not a monster, right?"

Although Zhu Xiaobao couldn't speak at this time, he could understand what Sun Wukong said.

Zhu Xiaobao's two little eyes were flowing out with tears.

Sun Wukong picked up the demon stone falling out of Zhu Xiaobao's body from the ground. It was a shiny black stone that looked like a coal block, extremely ordinary.

Sun Wukong kept stroking Zhu Xiaobao's pig head to comfort him: "Any life, no matter what it is, will walk away from you. I advise you not to hate them, because their eyes can only see one side. Life will be reincarnated!"

Zhu Xiaobao closed his eyes. It didn't want to look at the cold corpse of the big wild boar that made it sad and sad.

The moon slowly glided in the night sky, and it successfully avoided any black cloud trying to block it.

At midnight, stars are everywhere in the sky, and meteors with wishes are slipping by from time to time.

The people of Qiyang City found light in the Buddhist thoughts of Tang Monk. They carried lanterns to clean up the unbearable streets, houses, and themselves in the dark.

The dead wild boar was buried in the soil by the people in the same way as humans. Zhu Xiaobao foolishly chose not to hate, the giant man lost his attention, Tang Monk was loved, and Sun Wukong was admired because people had never seen hairy people, and they were very curious.

In this way, I worked all night until dawn, when Tang Seng, Sun Wukong and his people chose to take a nap.

Oh oh oh oh —

The rooster crowed in the early morning.

Say it—

Tang Monk snored.
Chapter completed!