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Chapter 3: [Grab Grab Grab Grab Grab Grab Grab Grab Grab Grab Grab

【Didi!】

【Someone sent a distress signal!】

A voice suddenly came from his mind, and Ren Qianqiu hurriedly opened the system.

[From the magic mobile phone world, Zhu Bajie's distress signal!]

【Would you like to go to support?】

"yes!"

As soon as the time tunnel turned, Ren Qianqiu appeared in a desert.

The wind was blowing, and the yellow sand was flying all over the sky.

Looking around, Ren Qianqiu was shocked.

The army of thousands of weasels was pressing towards him in a dark direction.

Looking up, a girl stood on a dry wooden stake on a pile of sand not far away.

Her clothes were very hot, very fashionable miniskirts and tights.

Just after taking a look, Ren Qianqiu knew her identity.

Since it is a magical mobile phone world, it should be a silly girl who can't make a mistake.

Look at the side, a fat man with big head and big ears and a pig nose is posing.

This guy should be Zhu Bajie.

I saw that after he used the nine-toothed rake in his hand, he used it as a comb, slowly combing his hair.

Seeing Ren Qianqiu, he looked stunned and suddenly became overjoyed.

He shouted, "You damn bandit, finally here!"

Judging from Zhu Bajie's tone and expression, he seemed to know him, which made Ren Qianqiu obviously stunned.

Asked, "Do you know me?"

Zhu Bajie patted his belly, and the nine-toothed rake in his hand became bigger again. He laughed and said, "You are a famous bandit, notorious, and have been passed down for generations. How could I, the old pig, notorious, notorious, notorious, how could I not know you!"

Ren Qianqiu became more and more surprised and confused. What was going on?

This is his first time meeting with Zhu Bajie. How could he know himself?

But looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be lying.

Suddenly, he thought of the original plot and Lu Xiaoqian.

So, I seemed to understand something, but I didn't quite understand it.

No matter what, complete the task first.

"Brother Zhu, you come to me. Do you need my help if you have anything to do?"

Zhu Bajie muttered: "If it were not forbidden, who would have asked you, the notorious bandit, to help you."

Then, his face immediately turned and he said with a smile: "Our master was taken away by the Huangmei King. I want to ask you for help. As for the price, I, Lao Zhu, know your rules. It's easy to say, and it's easy to say."

After listening to Zhu Bajie's words, Ren Qianqiu swallowed.

The King of Yellow Eyebrows is an existence that even Sun Wukong can't do anything to.

Are you serious about asking me for help?

Although he has magic power now, he is simply unable to compare with these monsters and immortals.

With his current cultivation level, he can only catch the little ghosts at most and pretend to be 13 in the city. As for saving Tang Seng, let's forget it.

The Yellow-browed King was originally a boy who came to the east to laugh at the monk's bells.

He took advantage of the Buddha's absence, and stole two treasures, a postnatal human race bag, and became a spirit in the lower realm.

He lured Tang Monk and disciples to be fooled in Leiyin Temple, and locked Sun Wukong into a golden cymbal, and then put the heavenly soldiers and generals into the acquired human race bag, and was finally subdued by Maitreya Buddha.

"Brother Zhu, I'm afraid I can't help you with this. You should ask for your own blessing!"

After saying that, Ren Qianqiu was about to leave.

But Zhu Bajie caught him.

"Ren Qianqiu, are you planning to break the rules you set?"

Ren Qianqiu was stunned and asked, "What rules?"

Zhu Bajie replied: "Who doesn't know this world? Once the task taken by bandit leader Ren Qianqiu will be 100% completed, and then take away something from the client as a reward.

But now you have taken the task but refuse to do it. What's going on?"

Ren Qianqiu waved his hand, "I have the will but have no energy!"

Zhu Bajie looked at Ren Qianqiu in confusion, then shook his head and said, "Don't even want to deceive me, Lao Zhu. You were a person who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then. How could you not even be able to do anything to a yellow-browed king?"

When Ren Qianqiu heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Brother Zhu, don't talk nonsense. How could I make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace? That was done by Brother Monkey."

"Although my old pig looks a little ugly, my memory is not messy yet."

He beat his fingers and counted them one by one, saying, "At that time, Yang Jian was the first to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, my Monkey Brother was the second, the third, the third, and you were the fourth, and I would never remember it wrong."

Ren Qianqiu muttered in his heart, could he really make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace? How could this be possible?

So he asked tentatively: "Brother Zhu, why did I make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then?"

"How can I know about this old pig!"

Zhu Bajie looked around and then whispered: "But my old pig heard that you are trying to grab Chang'e, grab the immortal pills of the Shang Laojun, grab the elixir of the elixir, grab the demon mirror, grab the seventh fairy, grab the broom star's broom, grab Nezha's hot wheel, grab the..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, why do I become a bandit who can rob everything in your mouth?"

Zhu Bajie looked at him with disgust and said, "Ah, this is not a question of whether it looks like it or not, you are! Although I was born in the wrong pig fetus, I am also ashamed to be with you!"

Zhu Bajie didn't say anything: "I remember back then, you planned to steal my nine-toothed rake. If you hadn't used the news of the Baolian Lantern to draw your attention away, I was afraid that my old pig would have to change my weapon."

While the two were talking, they were surrounded by a weasel army.

Zhu Bajie was not at all nervous, but just looked at the vast army of weasels and couldn't help swallowing.

Carrying the nine-toothed rake, shouting out his own slogans domineeringly, is a courageous act.

"Who will compete with Bajie when he comes out!"

Suddenly, a giant hand pushed Zhu Bajie into the mud and sand.

"Hahahaha, Ren Qianqiu, I didn't expect you and the silly girl to come to help me, Lao Sun. I'm so grateful, I can't be grateful."

Sun Wukong patted Ren Qianqiu's left shoulder.

Ren Qianqiu cleverly turned his head to the right, and Sun Wukong also happened to hide to the right.

So, the two almost kissed each other.

This factual lesson tells many people: If someone really pats you on the shoulder, even though you know he will appear on the other side, you still have to pretend to cooperate, otherwise you may actually kiss you.

"Brother Monkey, do you know me too?"

After hearing his question, Sun Wukong turned his eyes twice with agility and cunning, and then he understood.

"Hahaha, it turns out that you have lost your memory. You don't remember my old grandson. Whether it's not, you can't remember it.

My old son just wanted to say, I asked you to help this time, and you must not try to hit my old son's golden cudgel again.

It’s okay if I don’t remember it, otherwise I, Lao Sun, may not be able to beat you, it’s also a headache.”

Ren Qianqiu's mouth twitched.

Has he ever been so crazy? He even wanted to grab Sun Wukong's golden cudgel?
Chapter completed!
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