Sha Wujing listened to these words, rubbed his eyebrows secretly and said to himself: "My master is really unwilling to give up without seeing the coffin. They have become bones, and he has not forgotten to fish."

At this moment, Sha Wujing saw a colorful table next to it, with several beautiful cotton clothes on the table.

Sha Wujing raised it and looked at it. It turned out to be three pieces of brocade vests.

Sha Wujing said: "Master, there are three vests, so beautiful!"

Tang Sanzang looked back and said, "It's just three pieces that are not too much or too little. Isn't it a coincidence?"

Sha Wujing said: "Master, do you mean...?"

“Put it on!”

Tang Sanzang immediately ordered, and then the two of them put on one piece.

What is surprising is that these two pieces fit no differently when worn on the body, as if they were tailor-made.

At the same time, deep in the cave.

"Master, Master! A fish is on the bait!"

The little demon shouted loudly.

In the cave, a slightly fat stout magpie with green skin looked over and said, "Little one, why are you shouting?"

The little demon immediately lowered his voice: "Master, a fish has taken the bait."

A little demon said next to him: "King, your plan is simply perfect. We don't have to go out and run around. Someone takes the bait almost every two days."

Qingpi Niuto smiled and said, "A man is smart, but he can't overcome the level of greed. As long as he is greedy, he is destined to fall."

After saying that, the green-skinned cowhead looked at the little demon who came first and said, "Tell me, what kind of fish are you like this time? If you are ordinary people, give him a long memory and throw it out."

Xiao Yao said: "Master, this time it's different. This time it's two monks!"

When Qingpi Niu Tou heard this, he immediately sat upright and said, "Two monks? Where are the origins?"

Xiao Yao said, "I heard from the stupid and stupid monk that he seemed to be from the Tang Dynasty in the East and wanted to go to the West to seek the true scriptures."

The green-skinned cow head raised his eyebrows and said, "Tang Sanzang?"

"Yes, yes, it's him!" the little demon shouted.

The green-skinned cowhead smiled: "This golden cicada can actually get into such a jar? I'm afraid that all the practices of ten generations have been cultivated. Young people, carry the bronze mirror over, let's take a look at this greedy Tang Monk!"

Immediately, a little demon raised a mirror, which was similar to surveillance, and it happened to show the scene in the room on the second floor.

I saw a monk wearing a cassock wearing a vest outside, and he was still proud;

Another rough-faced man kept gesturing on the side, as if he was talking about something.

"King, look, it's the white-skinned monk." The little demon pointed.

Qingpi Niutao smiled and said, "It's true that it's that monk...oh... it's not right. Why does he have a servant?"

"King Shi, from what you mean, should this monk come alone?" Xiao Yao asked.

King Silky frowned and said, "Don't talk, I'll ask you, besides the two of them, there are other people who come with you? For example, a monkey with a fur face and a thunderbolt mouth, a white horse, and a pig three meters tall!"

The little demon recalled carefully: "Best the king, I didn't see the monkey you mentioned with a fur face and thunderbolt mouth, but there was indeed a white horse outside, and the white horse was carrying a big fat pig. It must be their food rations on the way west."

King Shi was immediately happy when he heard this: "He is a monk, and he is also dry food. How could he bring a pig...pig...pig?!"

The King of Silvia suddenly rang: "Is someone shouting that he was going back to Huaguo Mountain to visit relatives?"

The little demons nodded collectively: "There is such a movement, and I don't know which fool is shouting randomly. Master, why are you asking about this?"

King Shi didn't say anything, but immediately turned the camera and looked at the scene outside. After careful observation, King Shi muttered: "Huaguoshan, isn't that monkey's nest? Isn't this pig man standing like a pig Gang-mane? Then what's in the house is..."

Thinking of this, King Silvia stomped his feet and said anxiously: "It's broken!"

The little demon asked in wonder, "Master, what's wrong?"

The King of Sish murmured: "Jinjiao Yinjiao said that the Tang monk who came alone was Tang monk, and the one who brought his apprentice was not Tang monk, so he could not be messed with. Although this guy didn't bring his apprentice, he obviously dressed up in disguise. This should be the fake Tang monk..."

"King, with your ability, no matter whether he is true or not, will it be over if he is arrested together?" Xiao Yao suggested.

King Shi thought about it and nodded slightly, "That's true. Take my steel gun and I will meet the bald man who has given up the golden horn and silver horns!"

"It's the king!" A little demon immediately took the order and went to carry the weapons.

At the same time, other little monsters also picked up guys and prepared to go out for a fight with the king.

At this moment, a little demon exclaimed: "King, the trap has occurred!"

King Shi looked over and saw that the vests on Tang Sanzang and Sha Wujing suddenly turned into ropes. The ropes were tightened and the two were trapped directly.

Tang Sanzang even lies on the ground with a roar, shouting: "Wujing, save me, I am tied up for my master, I can't get rid of it, oh... it hurts so much."

Seeing this, the little demon frowned and said, "King, that monk is obviously pretty good. If he doesn't look at his face, it's also a standard figure. But when he sees this face, why do I think he deserves a beating?"

There was no movement on the side of King Silk. The little demon looked up and saw King Silk who was eager to capture Tang Seng a moment ago. At this moment, the cold sweat on his forehead was raining, and his clothes were soaked!

He stared at the bald man lying on the ground, then zoomed in and observed carefully. The cold sweat on his forehead was getting more and more, and even his calves were trembling, muttering: "It's him... how could it be him? Didn't he exiled him at the beginning? Why did he come to this time? I've lie down!"

At this moment, several little demons came over with steel guns, shouting as they walked: "Your steel gun is brought here, will we go out and catch people now?"

Upon hearing this, King Silk suddenly shuddered and turned around and shouted, "Catch your uncle and take the weapons back to me!"

"King, what do you mean by this... what do you mean? I won't capture Monk Tang?" The little demons were confused.

King Sir, staring with his cow eyes, roared, "Catch your sister, grab it, take the gun back! I am a good monster, no, I am a good god from heaven, I eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, who will catch? Go and get me a bundle of grass, I will eat some grass, and be quiet..."

King Sit sat there, looking at the bald man in the mirror with his hands and feet trembling, muttering: "I deserve such a beating face, that's right, it's probably that guy!"
Chapter completed!