When Sun Wukong heard Tang Seng's voice, he did not flash to him in time, but deliberately rubbed it, dragging it if possible.

But Tang Seng didn't want to drag him. In order to find Sun Wukong, he returned to this forest from Qiyang City and hiked for thirty miles.

For Tang Seng, who was used to riding a horse in the past, his almost exhausted body made him lose the patience and tone to keep calling Sun Wukong, so he was thinking about getting faster.

After Tang Monk finished calling Wukong the sixth sound, Sun Wukong still did not flash in front of him, so he thought of an immediate method.

execration!

Brain pain curse!

When he thought of it, Tang Seng sighed, then clasped his hands together and started to recite.

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

The familiar melody sounded, and Wukong's head hurt.

Whoosh-

A rapid sound of wind.

Sun Wukong covered his head and grinned at Tang Monk.

When Tang Seng saw Sun Wukong, he immediately stopped chanting the mantra, then smiled and said, "That's great, Wukong, you're fine, Wukong, you're fine! Sorry, Wukong, I'm afraid that I'll delay the time to obtain the scriptures. Wukong, Master, is this good intention, Wukong, do you understand the monkey, won't blame the master for saying this?"

Sun Wukong nodded the monkey head helplessly. He didn't want to say anything else. Anyway, Tang Seng said everything right and did everything right.

When Tang Monk saw Sun Wukong, he laughed happily. He patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder: "It's a monkey who understands it. No more nonsense. Let's hurry up and arrive at Gaoxing Town, which is sixty miles away before dark."

Sun Wukong nodded, then bent down and prepared to turn into a white horse.

When Tang Seng saw him, he quickly stopped him: "Wukong, don't bother, Master, walk."

As soon as Tang Seng said this, he confused Sun Wukong. He couldn't believe that Tang Seng would say that.

Sun Wukong thought to himself: "I can't hear it wrong, right? He doesn't let me turn into a horse, and he has to walk on his own, which is outrageous!"

Just as Sun Wukong was thinking about, Tang Monk had already stepped westward, and was still whistling and singing, as if Tang Monk had recovered at this time, his fatigue had disappeared, and his spirits came back.

Sun Wukong stood there, keeping a look of disbelief: "Did my golden eyes fail again?"

As Tang Monk walked forward, he thought to himself: "You can't be strict with the monkey frequently. Sometimes you should relax him or relax him, otherwise it will be easy to break if you tighten a string. What's more, the monkey must be in a bad mood at this time."

After Tang Seng finished thinking, he saw that Sun Wukong had not followed him, so he stopped and turned around and shouted to Sun Wukong who was still stunned: "Wukong, keep up with the master's pace."

"Oh!" Sun Wukong recovered and then ran two steps to follow Tang Seng.

Then, Tang Seng and Sun Wukong and monkey faced the sun and walked side by side to the west.

The blood-red sunlight shone on their bodies, making them very passionate.

Tang Seng and Sun Wukong walked forward while talking non-stop.

Tang Seng said first: "Where is that pig?"

Sun Wukong then replied: "Give it to someone."

"Who?"

"A woman."

"Woman? Wukong, have you broken the precept?"

"No, I don't know her."

"Why did you give her that pig if you don't know her?"

"She insisted on."

"I just gave it to you, when did you become so unprincipled?"

“It’s always been like this.”

"The willful monkey! But that's fine. I don't like to take a pig to get scriptures anyway."

"Master, do you hate pigs so much?"

"It is very annoying that the famous monk doesn't say secret words. Even if the Buddha asks me to take it, I won't take it unless the rooster can lay eggs." Tang Monk's attitude was very firm.

"Okay, just be happy." Sun Wukong could only say perfunctorily.

When the sky was slightly drunk, Tang Seng and Sun Wukong arrived in Gaoxing Town.

"What? You said we can't live in your inn? Why?"

In front of an inn in Gaoxing Town, Tang Seng asked the shopkeeper in wonder.

"I'm so embarrassed, because our mayor's daughter is going to get married. The mayor ordered that the monks cannot stay in the inn. This is a taboo, for good luck." The shopkeeper said very politely.

"How could there be such a taboo?" Tang Seng was extremely surprised.

Sun Wukong, who has become a little monk, also felt strange. He actually did not leave monk accommodation in every inn in Gaoxing Town. This is really a rare thing in a century.

But it was getting dark, and Tang Seng and Sun Wukong could no longer find a place to live, so they had to sleep on the streets.

So Tang Seng fought with the inn shopkeeper to get a chance to stay.

"Shopkeeper, wouldn't you just need not treat us as monks?" Tang Seng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

The shopkeeper shook his head and smiled: "I'm so sorry. Opening an inn in Gaoxing Town requires rules. After all, you are indeed a real monk. How can I pretend not to be? You can't survive in Gaoxing Town without any bad rules." The shopkeeper said with lingering fear.

"So serious?" Tang Seng was even more surprised.

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "Master, just be considerate and considerate of me. I really can't allow you to stay."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he shook his head, sighed lightly, then turned into the inn, and closed the door with a clang.

It seems there is no chance again!

"After finding so many inns, no one is willing to let us live. Gaoxing Town has such taboos. The daughter of the mayor's family got married and the monks were not allowed to live in the inn. What are the rules? Damn!" Sun Wukong leaned against the bamboo pole erected in front of the inn and said, "Master, it really doesn't work. Let's find a commoner's house to live in."

Tang Seng shook his head and replied, "We should not disturb the people easily. If we really can't find an inn, we can only do this."

What new ideas did Tang Monk have?

"Follow the master!" After saying that, Tang Seng shook his steps and looked for something deep in Gaoxing Town.

When Sun Wukong saw it, he followed Tang Monk curiously.

After many twists and turns, Tang Seng and Sun Wukong walked to a relatively remote place.

The surroundings are pitch black and there is no light.

At this time, Sun Wukong pulled out a monkey hair on his head, turned it into a candle and blew it on fire. Then he held the candle with his hand and looked around and found that in the northeast corner of him and Tang Monk, there was a dilapidated mansion.

The door was rotten, and the courtyard wall seemed to have been bitten by some giant before. It lacked skin and flesh, and it was beyond recognition, as if it could fall down in one breath.

Fortunately, the houses in this dilapidated mansion are quite comprehensive and can shelter from wind and rain.

"Master, how did you know there is a broken house here?" asked Sun Wukong.

"The intuition of a monk." Tang Monk said mysteriously: "Okay, let's go in and spend the night here tonight."

After saying that, Tang Seng stepped in, and Sun Wukong glanced with his golden eyes. After confirming that there was no demonic energy, he also walked in.

When I entered the house, there were dense spider webs and mice, and there were many broken wooden boards and broken benches, all of which were covered with thick dust.

The house has a lot of moisture and a strong musty smell.

Sun Wukong held a candle and looked around the house again. He found that there were no holes on the four walls, which proved that they had not been abandoned for a long time, and there was no problem with resisting the cold wind at night.

"Master, what are these wooden boards?" Sun Wukong asked Tang Monk at the many wooden boards piled up in the house.

"Coffin lid." Tang Seng replied.

"Oh, after Master Sutra said this, I guess this place was a charity village in the past." said Sun Wukong.

"Yeah." Tang Seng nodded tiredly, then packed up a coffin lid, wiped away the dust on it, and stretched and lay down.
Chapter completed!