The two children were already led out by the wife, one of them sat on a table.

Looking at the two children being carried out, the two women had already started crying.

The rest of the men also looked sad when they saw this scene.

Although they believe that Tang Seng has the strength, they still cannot suppress their feelings in their hearts when facing such situations.

The young young man holding the table was obviously not the first time. He had no sadness on his face, but his eyes looked at Zhu Bajie and others from time to time.

If I hadn't seen the old man's family have nothing to do, I would have thought that the fairy had broken in.

"Elder!"

Looking at the child who was being huddled out by everyone, the old man ran towards Tang Monk.

Tang Monk, who nodded, shouted at Zhu Bajie who was still eating: "Bajie! Do your business first, and you will have something to eat."

"Okay! Master, I'm here!"

Zhu Bajie responded and continued to stuff food into his arms.

The few people who walked out saw the gongs and drums on the road outside, not only carrying two children, but also offerings of pigs and sheep.

The people in the village looked at the master and disciple Tang Monk who walked out of the room and all looked shocked.

After hearing the old man's explanation, I felt relieved.

As for the other party going to the Inspiration Temple, they didn't care. They just said that the old man invited the monks to mourn the children and recite scriptures.

After all, none of the children sent to the Inspiration King Temple have ever been returned.

It was already dark, and a group of people were carrying torches and passing the beach, and arrived at the avenue where Tang Monk and others had passed.

I walked up the shore for a few miles and saw a temple standing by the river.

"Elder! That's the Temple of the King of Inspiration."

The old man following Tang Monk pointed to the temple in the distance, and his eyes were still worried.

"The old donor can wait in the distance later. As long as the fairy dares to come, I can easily surrender him."

Tang Monk holding a Zen Staff in his hand said softly.

In fact, Tang Monk could have captured the goldfish spirit now, but was worried that the villagers would think that he had caught a fairy casually to make up for the number.

Now let the old man and his family wait in the distance, and you can see them catching monsters with your own eyes.

If they are promoted by them, and the boys and girls are still there, the effect will naturally be much better.

Catching monsters is simple, but if you want to expand your influence, you naturally need to make a little plan.

"good!"

The old man nodded, and his confidence in Tang Seng was added.

If you dare to let them watch from a distance, it is obvious that the other party is really capable.

A group of people carried the virgin boys, virgin girls, and many sacrifices to the temple, and Tang monks and others also saw the scene in the temple.

There is a candle on the altar in the temple, and a golden tablet on the front, which says the god of the king of inspiration, but there is no statue of the god.

After putting down all the sacrifices, everyone left.

Seeing that Tang Seng and his disciples did not leave, someone reminded them a little and stopped saying anything.

If you stay here, if you annoy the inspiration king, you will lose your life.

The old man's family, after repeatedly begging Tang Monk and others, left helplessly.

Seeing that all the tribe members had left, the two children sitting upright on the table on the plate, with a obviously scared face on their little faces.

"Be good little kid, with your grandpa pig here, you will be alright for your life."

Seeing the expressions of the two children, Zhu Bajie shouted loudly.

"Wow····"

The two children who were already scared in their hearts burst into tears when they heard this.

"What are you doing, you fool?"

Sun Wukong, who was watching from the side, cursed.

He obviously looks so ugly, but he still scares children everywhere.

"Don't cry, little kid, I'll send you back later."

Looking at the two people crying on the table, Tang Monk slowly walked up.

Meeting Tang Seng's gentle gaze, the two of them did stop and just hold their mouths.

A pair of smart big eyes looked at Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong from time to time.

"So many sacrifices, I'm a pig now."

Zhu Bajie, who was paying attention to these sacrifices on the way, was already holding a roasted lamb and eating it.

When facing this scene, Tang Monk naturally said nothing.

There were only two children snuggling tightly together, looking at Zhu Bajie dryly.

"Master! Do you think this time will you be a fairy from the lower realm again?"

Sun Wukong, who was bored sitting on the table, asked Tang Monk.

"You'll know later."

If he takes action himself, the goldfish spirit will definitely not be able to escape.

Seeing that Tang Seng didn't say it clearly, Sun Wukong curled his lips and waited boredly.

"Here we come! Let's hide first!"

Tang Monk immediately sensed a wave by the river and hurriedly said to Sun Wukong and others.

Without stopping, the four of them jumped and disappeared directly into the temple.

The two children sitting upright on the plate looked around blankly.

After looking around, I didn't find Tang Monk and others. An ugly guy was walking towards the gate.

"Um?"

The inspiration king who was close to the temple gate saw the ate offerings in the temple at a glance.

A flash of inspiration in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at the two children with a strange expression.

The inspiration king who pretended to be unknown asked loudly to the two children: "Which family is the sacrifice this year?"

Just as I was thinking about whether it was a sign of meaning, the inspiration king who immediately rushed into Tongtian River did not know that there was a blast out of thin air.

"A sinful! I am here, how dare you be mad!"

With a loud shout in the air, I saw a Buddha light in front of me, and a golden body of a hundred feet tall appeared.

Tang Seng did this naturally to let the old man in the distance and the people in the village see it.

In order to get the reward, Tang Seng didn't mind using the ox knife to kill the chicken.

"What's going on? Isn't this the script?"

Feeling the Buddha light hidden in front of him, the inspiration king's eyes were frightened.

It had not snowed yet, and Tang Seng didn't catch it. Why did the man from Lingshan in Xitian came, and he was not Guanyin Bodhisattva?

He could not see who the rich Buddha light was shining in front of him.

But no matter what the situation is, it is absolutely right to escape into the river now.

Almost instantly, the King of Inspiration fled towards Tongtian River.

Not only did the old man hear Tang Seng's angry shout, but the people in the village in the distance could also hear it clearly.

After discovering that it was the direction of the Great King Temple, they rushed out one by one.

Under the dark night, the golden body shines brightly, extremely dazzling.

They were shocked and suspicious, and quickly rushed toward the Inspiration King Temple with torches.

And the old men who followed Tang Seng's advice and were waiting in the distance, all staring blankly in the air.

There is no doubt that this golden body must have been done by Tang Monk and his disciples.

"The elder is actually a Bodhisattva Arhat, and my child is saved."

Looking at a golden hand falling from the sky, the old man looked ecstatic.

These are just a few monks who were received casually, and they have such extraordinary origins.

The many tribes around were also excited.

But the inspiration king who fled to Tongtian River at this moment was extremely frightened.

A big golden hand fell from the sky, and he felt completely shrouded in it.
To be continued...