Zhu Gangli was so sad that he heard it. He was not afraid of monsters being strong, but he was afraid of monsters having a brain.

If these two monsters were like the old monsters in yellow robe, he would be safe.

As a result, the two guys are so cunning and not fooled, that would be a little trouble.

However, Zhu Gangli did not regret his direct surrender without resisting.

His abacus is very simple. If he encounters a monster that is easy to fight, he will just turn it over and drag it back to seek credit.

When he encounters a tricky one, he can't catch the other party and instead beat the other party away, which is awful.

If you alarm the enemy and the other party will not come back once you run away, it will be even worse.

After all, going back empty-handed is much more dangerous than being caught by monsters.

Now that he has been arrested, he is free and does not have to be in the wind and rain. There are still people who care about food and eat, and they sleep when they want to sleep, and no one disturbs him at all.

So on the way down, he was in a particularly good mood and couldn't help but hum a little song.

Outside, King Jinjiao said: "Brother, since Monk Tang has arrived, you can go out for another trip. Remember, check the situation first. If you have the chance, catch him. If you don't have the chance, come back to report the message, and we will discuss it again."

King Silverhorn nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, I understand."

After saying that, King Silver Horn set out again. This time, he mainly wanted to spy on information, so he didn't bring too many little monsters.

On the cloud head, the Silver Horn King looked around, and soon suddenly grinned and said, "Seng Tang is indeed here!"

After saying that, several little monsters also looked over. Sure enough, the monks at the foot of the mountain had just finished resting and packed up their things and got ready to set off.

Among them, the monk riding on the white horse was particularly conspicuous. The sunlight could reflect a halo when it fell on his head!

Seeing this, King Yinjiao couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Isn't this really the Tuzi Tang who became a sperm in Ye Mingzhu? Isn't it Jin Chanzi? His head is too bright!"

It was almost time to get on the road, but the road of Pingding Mountain was extremely difficult to walk. Sun Wukong was impatient and took out the golden cudgel and didn't care about it. He rushed forward, and the rumbling explosions were endless. In the blink of an eye, he made a spacious road.

Some of the little monsters hidden in the dark along the way, and the beasts were beaten into meat paste by sticks...

The group of little demons in the sky were trembling all over. The Silver Horn King also shivered when he looked at the stick and murmured: "It's this stick... That's right, it's him!"

"King, this monkey is so cruel, we are afraid that it is our opponent. Otherwise, let's go back and report to the King? At that time, we will recruit all the troops and set up another formation and work together, and maybe it will be successful."

King Silver Horn glared at him and said, "You know, you can't trap him even if the 100,000 heavenly soldiers set up the Tianluo and Earth Net array, let alone the 10000 little demons in our cave?"

Xiao Yao said: "So, can't we eat this Tang Monk's meat?"

King Silverhorn shook his head, countless strategies flashed in his eyes, and finally grinned: "Who said he couldn't eat? He can be wise if he is not capable of fighting! Listen to it, no matter what he sees, he is not allowed to do whatever he sees, nor is he allowed to report to the king. So as not to think he is going to kill him directly, which will disrupt my plan."

Several little demons nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, the second king."

Seeing the little demons nodding, King Silver Horn said again: "Okay, you guys are waiting here, see how I tease the monk Tang, and then grab him to eat meat!"

After saying that, the Silver Horn King transformed himself into a Taoist wearing a star crown, feathered clothes, and cloud shoes, with clear eyes and bright eyes like immortals.

Then, King Silver Horn fell on the way Tang Sanzang and others walked forward, and went to the ground, broke his leg and shouted in his mouth: "Help, help, help, help!"

But on the other side, Tang Sanzang and others were walking leisurely all the way forward, and suddenly they could hear someone shouting for help. After turning a corner, they saw the man lying on the ground and wailing.

At that moment, several people were stunned. Then everyone shook their heads collectively and looked at the Silver Horn King with a look of regret. The eyes clearly stated: "Sunzi, can't you be a little creative? Why are they all this routine?"

King Silver Horn was a little furious when these people saw it, but shouted: "My fellow Taoists, I am a Taoist priest from Shanxi. The day before yesterday, the donor's family in Shannan invited the Taoists to pray for blessings, but the ritual was too late. My master and disciple met a tiger on the road, and my disciple was taken away by a tiger. I ran away from here with fear and fleeing here. As a result, I fell on this rocky slope and injured my leg. I thought I could not go back. Unexpectedly, today I met several fellow Taoists. I also asked fellow Taoists to help me and save me! If I could return to the audience, even if I could work my life, I would definitely thank my deep kindness again!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he yawned and said, "Master, what should I do?"

Tang Sanzang stretched out a hand and said, "Give your golden cudgel to your teacher."

Sun Wukong immediately handed the Ruyi Golden Cudgel to Tang Sanzang...

Tang Sanzang casually held the low beam stick on his shoulder, spat out the grass leaves in his mouth, and then strode towards the Silver Horn King.

Although King Silver Horn didn't know what Tang Sanzang was going to do, he always felt a little panicked...

"Monk, you...what are you going to do?" King Silver Horn shouted.

While speaking, Tang Sanzang had already arrived in front of King Yinjiao, condescendingly, and asked maliciously: "Are you a monster?"

King Silver Horn shook his head and said, "Don't joke, I am really a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple in Shanxi, not a monster."

"Ada!"

Tang Sanzang didn't say anything nonsense, and swung the stick to King Silverhorn's head!

With a crisp sound, the Silver Horn King felt that his head was almost open. He vaguely saw countless sparks splashing down from his head and shouted: "Myster, what are you doing?"

Tang Sanzang tilted his head and said, "This is the first time I have seen an ordinary person with such a hard head. I still said you are not a monster?"

Upon hearing this, King Silver Horn had the idea of ​​hitting the thief to death. It was the first time he had lived for so long that he had seen such a way to verify whether the other party was a monster. This was too barbaric and too vulgar! He wasn't worried about beating an ordinary person to death?

Is this really a monk?

Is this really a good person for ten lifetimes?

Is this really a disciple of Lingshan?

Are you sure it wasn't a big devil's reincarnation?

However, the Silver Horn King shouted: "I am a Taoist practitioner, and my head is a little harder. What's so strange?"

Tang Sanzang said, "So disagreeable, disciples, beat him up!"

Before his head could react too much, Sun Wukong rushed up, pressing one hand against the back of his neck, making it impossible for him to get up, and swing his fist with the other hand and hit it!
Chapter completed!