Chapter 1350

On that day, Zhu Bajie saw his master with his own eyes, punching away several red-clothed monsters, and was extremely shocked.

At that time, he posted the recorded video on the forum.

On the forum, people who saw the video were incredulous, the rumors are really not credible at all!

Tang Seng is not so weak that he is powerless!

On the contrary, he can defeat the enemy with one blow!

Tang Seng didn't know about people's discussions and doubts, because he was only on his way and didn't look at his phone these days.

As for Zhu Bajie, when he looked at Master again, it was nothing but admiration besides admiration.

The master and apprentice took the scorpion essence and traveled day and night. On this day, they suddenly saw a mountain. The mountain was glowing red, as if it was covered with little red lanterns. It was very beautiful!

"Master, take a quick look, what's on that mountain!"

Sand Monk looked up and asked in surprise.

"This one, it's too far away, I can only see a piece of red, and I don't know what it is at all."

Tang Seng covered the sun with his hand on the horse and took a closer look.

"Master, drink some water!"

Xie Zijing passed the water without losing the opportunity, hoping to take this opportunity to get close to Tang Seng.

Unexpectedly, Tang Seng turned his head and said to Sha Seng: "Wujing, I'm thirsty, Master, bring some water."

Scorpion essence: "..."

Embarrassing, isn't it!

No, you, Tang Seng, have been very tempered lately. You can't bear to throw people's face at you every now and then.

Xie Zijing watched helplessly as Drifting took the water and handed it to Tang Seng, who took it and drank it in big gulps.

The anger in my heart grew even bigger.

Ever since she turned into a human, he hasn't given her a good face!

I didn't drive it away last time, after that, it became a cold treatment!

Even directly ignoring his own existence, this is too irritating!

Scorpion Jing's pretty face was frozen, Tang Seng clearly saw it, but still ignored it.

"Wukong, you have good eyesight, look at that big red cloud on the mountain, what exactly is it?"

Sun Wukong agreed and looked carefully up the mountain!

I was shocked!

It was actually persimmon trees all over the mountains and plains!

The persimmons on the tree are densely packed, and they have turned red for a long time, but they are still hanging on the branches!

"Hey! Master, there are overripe persimmons all over the mountain! It's really strange. Looking at the red persimmons, they should be sweet and delicious, but why no one picks them?"

Sun Wukong looked at the ground again, many persimmons fell to the ground, and they were all rotten. The persimmon water, like red soup, flowed down the mountain along the ravines and turned into a river of rotten persimmons!

"persimmon?!"

When Zhu Bajie heard it, he was happy, and he jumped up and down happily: "My old pig will pick it right away! My old pig will pick it now!"

Before Tang Seng agreed, he set up a cloud and flew directly towards the mountain.

Tang Seng and the others continued on their way, and soon they came to a village.

There are a few old people who are crying in the village, their crying is really miserable.

After Tang Seng saw it, he walked up to them sympathetically and asked, "Several benefactors! Why are you crying here?"

A very sad old man who was crying saw him and replied: "Why are we crying? It's not because our children were taken away by monsters! We are all old, and white-haired people send black-haired people, can we not cry bitterly?"

"monster?"

Monkey King and Drifting asked in unison: "Is there a monster here?"

Those old people stopped crying, and replied sadly: "Our village is called Tuoluozhuang. To the west, there is a Qijue Mountain." Mountain, "there are many persimmon trees on the mountain, and many persimmons can be produced every year. People in the village would rather starve to death than dare to pick them! You see, the soup from the rotten persimmons is turned into persimmons at the foot of Qijue Mountain. A river of persimmons!"

While he was talking, a gust of westerly wind suddenly blew, and the smell of rotten persimmons drifted into the village, which was extremely stinky.

"Alas! It stinks!"

Not only Tang Monk, but even Drifting Monk couldn't take it anymore. The smell of this rotten persimmon is really bad!

The scorpion spirit also smelled it, she quickly covered her mouth and nose, and turned her head to one side.

Tang Seng frowned slightly when he saw it.

"Benefactor, since the persimmons all over the mountains and plains are rotten, why don't you pick them?"

Drifting was very strange and asked.

"You don't know, one summer, when the people in our village were harvesting grain, there was a sudden gust of wind that made the sky dark.

It is very strange that the dust is all red! Everyone thought it was going to rain, so hurry up and clean up. Unexpectedly, the red sand all over the sky was a spell cast by the monster. He took the opportunity to eat a lot of cattle and horses in the village, and even swept away some young people! Since then, people have been too scared to go out, no matter day or night, they will run away when they hear the wind! "

The old man was terrified.

"Monsters? Haha, we just like monsters!"

Monkey King laughed and asked again: "But what does the monster have to do with you picking persimmons?"

"Little elder, you don't know something. That monster lives in Qijue Mountain! No matter how delicious the persimmons are all over the mountain, we dare not pick them!"

"Oh, that's what it is. Oops!"

Tang Seng suddenly remembered that Zhu Bajie rushed up the mountain to pick persimmons just now, and wondered if there was any danger.

"Wukong, will something happen to Bajie?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Master, don't worry! That idiot is usually just lazy and doesn't look to show his true ability. Anyway, he is also the cultivation base of Taiyi Jinxian, so he can't be so bad!"

"Amitabha, this Eight Precepts really deserves to be broken."

Then, Tang Seng asked the old man again: "Then you haven't thought of a way to find someone with cultivation to catch the monster?"

"Don't mention it," the old man sighed: "Later, everyone went to Nanshan and invited a monk to subdue the demon. But even the monk who subdued the demon was gone, only the hat was hanging on the treetop. It is estimated that the monk was captured by the monster. Since then, no one has mentioned the matter of catching monsters. After all, that monster is too powerful, and no one can subdue it."

Drifting heard this, and interjected: "It doesn't matter if there are one or two monsters, even if there are more of them, I won't be afraid! Senior brother, go and catch the monsters for the villagers, and you will also be counted as eliminating harm for the people."

As soon as the old man heard this, he quickly pulled a few old people beside him and knelt down to thank him.

Sun Wukong quickly grabbed them.

They are going to collect money again, and thank Wukong with a lot of money, but Wukong is determined not to.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew up between heaven and earth.

It is very strange that the dust that was blown up turned out to be red!

Wukong pulled Monk Drifting and said: "Junior Brother, please protect Master!"

He went outside, only to see red dust all over the sky amidst the strong wind, and two red things the size of lanterns appeared in midair.

Hey, I've never heard of it, and there are lanterns that become spirits!

Sun Wukong was wondering, when someone beside him said: "Eldest brother, you also go to protect the master, I will meet this monster!"