"Meet the Emperor." Master Jiugong took the lead in saluting.

"The Imperial Master does not need to be polite."

The monk king turned over and dismounted, still holding the bunch of candied haws tightly in his hand, and looked at Xuanzang and others with excitement: "Master, who are they?"

Master Jiugong stood up straight, turned around and said, "Master, please introduce yourselves."

Xuanzang coughed dryly, clasped his hands together, bowed and saluted: "Xuan Zang, a poor monk, has met the emperor."

"But Chen Xuanzang, the best exorcist in the world?" King Bhikkhu asked excitedly.

Xuanzang couldn't figure out what he was excited about and what he was so excited about, so he responded cautiously: "It's Chen Xuanzang, but the name of the number one in the world... I can only say that it is not worthy of the name."

"In other words, you are a parallel importer?" King Bhikkhu asked.

Xuanzang: "..."

Qin Yao was already used to this.

Since Master Jiugong can say the word "dependence", is it strange that King Bhikkhu knows what "parallel import" means?

In the nonsensical world of Journey to the West, there is no point in pursuing linguistic rigor.

"Speak, you are mute. Are you a parallel import?" King Bhikkhu asked.

Xuanzang took a deep breath and said, "It can be understood that way."

"I don't believe it," the monk king said loudly.

Xuanzang was speechless.

If you don’t believe it, don’t believe it. What are you shouting about?

King Bhikkhu lowered his head and took a bite of the candied haws. While chewing, he said, "Come and prove to me that you are indeed a parallel importer."

Xuanzang didn't know how to prove it, so he turned to look at Master Jiugong.

Master Jiugong pondered for a moment and said softly: "How about I find someone to come and fight with you? If you can't even beat the person I found, it may prove that you are not worthy of the name."

This was not the answer Xuanzang wanted, but the honest man didn't know how to refuse it for a moment.

Fortunately, his "mouthpiece" stood up immediately and said, "Why do you need to prove it?"

"Who are you?" King Bhikkhu no longer cared about eating candied haws, his eyes fixed on the man in white in front of him.

"I'm Master Kong Kong." Qin Yao said calmly: "Is there anything else you can do?"

"Presumptuous, presumptuous." King Bhikkhu slammed the candied haws on the ground and said sternly: "Come here, chop him down."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of guards armed with long swords rushed into the hall and slashed at Qin Yao with their swords.

"boom."

Qin Yao turned around and waved his sleeves, and a stream of immortal energy flew out from the sleeves of his robe, knocking more than a dozen guards away instantly. Their backs hit the wall hard, and then they fell down, wailing and vomiting blood.

"Wow even."

Two balls of flame suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Bhikkhu King. His hands itched and his heart itched. Just as he was about to transform, he felt a piercing gaze cast on him, freezing his fighting spirit like ice.

"Your Majesty, do you have any other advice?" Qin Yao Shi Ran retracted his sleeves and raised his eyes.

King Bhikkhu exhaled hot air from his nostrils. He was unwilling but helpless: "Ganggonggang, I don't want to see you again."

"Qiuyan, you take them to stay at the royal manor first, and I will go find them later." Master Jiugong turned around and said.

A maidservant who had been following her nodded slightly, strode to Qin Yao, and whispered: "Masters, please come with me."

"Let's go, brother Kong Kong." Xuanzang stretched out his hand and tugged on the corner of Qin Yao's clothes and said softly.

Qin Yao took a long breath and smiled: "Okay."

He guessed that the reason why Master Jiugong was so angry that he vomited blood and still refused to show his face was because he was not afraid of Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was imprisoned by Tathagata for five hundred years. As the spiritual pet of Tathagata, it is strange that Jiugong Zhenren can frighten him.

Even Sun Wukong was not afraid, let alone himself and the other two demons. The golden eagle was afraid of only one person from beginning to end, and that was Xuanzang, who could summon the Tathagata at any time.

She is the spiritual pet of Tathagata, but Xuanzang is also a disciple of Tathagata. He is just a pet. How can she compare with Xuanzang?

In this case, Xuanzang has become the key to the victory. Now that he does not want to fight with Jiugong Zhenren, Qin Yao cannot force him, otherwise, the relationship between the two of them will be the first to crack...

"Master, you are so angry with me, so angry with me."

After watching the Westward Journey team leave the Jinluan Hall, the Bhikkhu King stamped his feet repeatedly, his face turned red.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Master Jiugong was like stroking a kitten, gently stroking the other person's head, and said softly: "I have observed carefully along the way, and Sun Wukong is not angry in front of Xuanzang.

Dare to show his teeth and claim to be king, it is obvious that Xuanzang still has the ability to communicate with Buddha. If we take action rashly, as long as he summons Buddha, we will definitely lose."

"Then what should we do?" King Bhikkhu asked.

Jiugong Zhenren: "For the current plan, we can only find a way to make them kill each other. If that irritable monkey can kill Xuanzang, it will be the best result for us."

King Bhikkhu frowned and said, "That monkey is as honest as a quail. How dare he attack Xuanzang?"

Jiugong Zhenzhen holds the pearl of wisdom: "If there is no external influence, he will definitely not take action against Xuanzang, but what if there is external influence?"

"You mean?"

"A divorce plan!"

…

"Brother Kong Kong, do you have any issues with Master Jiugong?"

Half an hour later, in a royal manor, Xuanzang, after sending Qiu Yan away, came to the team members and asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "This is the first time I see her, what can I do to celebrate?"

Xuanzang was puzzled: "But why do I feel that you are deliberately angry with her?"

"I feel the same way." Zhu Bajie interjected.

Qin Yao pursed his lips and said: "You are not wrong, I am just targeting her. The reason is also very simple. I feel that this national master is not simple."

"What do you mean it's not simple?" Xuanzang asked.

Qin Yao raised his eyes and looked at Sun Wukong: "Can Mr. Sun's piercing golden eyes see through the true identity of Jiugong?"

"It doesn't look like a monster." Sun Wukong said calmly.

Qin Yao: "This is what's not simple. Fierce eyes and golden eyes can identify 99% of monsters, and half of the objects that cannot be identified all have their own destiny."

"Can't she be a human being?" Sun Wukong felt inexplicably proud, but said deliberately.

Qin Yao said: "Do you still remember what we said in front of the inn? She came here just for us. What would an ordinary national master come for us? But as long as she is a monster, all this makes sense.

Already."

"Maybe she has a crush on Master." Zhu Bajie expressed a different opinion.

Xuanzang's cheek twitched and he said quickly: "Bajie, don't talk nonsense."

"So, what are you going to do?" Sun Wukong said bluntly.

Qin Yao smiled: "Soldiers will block us, water will block us, and water will cover us. As long as we don't have civil strife, no matter how many methods the other side has, they can't harm us."

The three demons were silent.

At this moment, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie even started to look forward to it...

You must work hard, Jiugong Guoshi.

As long as you work hard, they won't be able to let you down at critical moments.

That night was calm and without any disturbance.

Early the next morning, while members of the Westbound Group were washing and drinking tea in the courtyard, the Bhikkhu King suddenly rushed in with a large group of people, and Xuanzang was so shocked that he swallowed all the mouthwash.

"Master, don't be alarmed."

Master Jiugong stood next to King Bhikkhu and said with a smile: "Through my efforts to enlighten you, the emperor has deeply realized that he should not have treated you like that yesterday, so he came to apologize to you today."

Xuanzang held a pig-hair brush in his hand, his face full of astonishment.

This means that she coaxed the Bhikkhu King again?

"That's right." King Bhikkhu said, "I really shouldn't have lost my temper with you yesterday. I'm sorry! To make up for my mistake yesterday, I brought over all the concubines and maids in the harem and let the Master choose."

Xuanzang glanced at those women who looked like old helpers, and the mouthwash he had just swallowed almost rolled up again.

"Recognizing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements, so there is no need for this kind of apology."

"That won't work." King Bhikkhu shook his head like a rattle and said solemnly: "It is useless to apologize lightly verbally. You still have to be practical, otherwise the apology will be insincere. In the same way, if you don't

If you are willing to accept my apology and just say that you forgive me verbally, then you must be holding a grudge and you will definitely think of ways to retaliate against me in the future."

Xuanzang: "..."

It was the first time I saw such a speechless existence.

"Xuan Zang, just accept any one you want." Master Jiugong said helpfully.

Xuanzang said helplessly: "Master, this poor monk is a monk."
To be continued...