"Second sister, I have something to do here, let's talk later."

After hanging up the hand talisman, Zhu Hanxu said qi: "The lower part is a monster practicing on Shitou Mountain in the south. The family's surname is Shi, but not Zhu. The king must have admitted his mistake."

The surname is Shi?

Looking at the image in the hand talisman again, Yinjiao asked the little monster beside him, "Is there a mountain called Shitou Mountain to the south?"

Without waiting for the monster to answer, Yinjiao shouted directly at Zhu Hanxu: "It's all said that monks don't lie, but you monk are talking nonsense! There is a sea of ​​sand in the south of Pingding Mountain, where does the stone mountain come from? Do you really think we are fools?"

“…”

Reminding his mind, Zhu Hanxu held the rake tightly and smiled, "The king misunderstood. I am a monster who practices footsteps. Many years ago, I came from the other side of the sand sea. There was indeed a stone mountain there. As for this monk's clothes... I ate a monk in a temple when I was hungry and picked it up from him."

"You are so cunning monk! You also said you are not Zhu Bajie! There is no sand sea at all on the south side of Pingding Mountain! Let me ask you, where is your master Tang Seng!"

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Zhu Hanxu was not afraid. He held a rake and put on his posture and laughed: "Good son, you are a little smart, half of your father's level, but just you guys dare to attack my master?"

Yinjiao was furious when he heard this, and immediately took out the Seven-Star Sword and slashed Zhu Hanxu's head with one sword!

Although the sword is sharp, Zhu Hanxu's rake is not bad either.

When the rake is raised, the Nine Nether cold wind will stir. When the rake is built, the red sun flames will spew out the scorching flames.

After dozens of rounds of stalemate, Zhu Hanxu became more and more braver in the battle, and one rake became more and more fierce than another.

In contrast, Yinjiao is already less than the battle formation, so how could Zhu Hanxu, the former water marshal, have more routines?

After fighting for ten rounds again, Yinjiao was frightened, so he hurriedly turned around and called the demons, wanting to attack them in groups.

When Zhu Hanxu saw a group of little monsters coming, he was not panicked. He threw away the monk's hat, reached out to grab it on his head, twisted off the handful of white hair and sprinkled it in front of him.

As long as these hair clones are not dead, they can return to their bodies. Although they lost a bunch of hair during the last fight in Wanzishan, the rest is still enough.

With a clone blocking the monster, Zhu Hanxu was no longer distracted and fought with Yinjiao again.

After another fifty rounds of battle, Zhu Han was humbly determined to retreat. He already understood that he could not take the demon in front of him.

If he continues to fight for a long time, he will only lose his pretty hair, which is not much.

On this side, Yinjiao saw Zhu Hanxu suddenly exerting force, and was frightened. He thought that the other party had been hiding his strength before, just to catch him off guard.

One side wanted to take the opportunity to retreat tactically, but the other side thought the other side wanted to launch a general attack.

In a state of timidity, Yinjiao no longer held back and directly activated the power of the Seven-Star Sword to seal the town, sticking to Zhu Hanxu who wanted to retreat.

After thirty rounds, Zhu Hanxu was finally beaten so hard that he was exhausted and could not fight again.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Yinjiao smiled and turned around and shouted, "Young people, all retreat!"

All the monsters and demons who were fighting with the clone were far away, leaving only a few hundred clones standing in the middle.

With a sword swing, hundreds of pig hairs instantly turned into pine (jī) powder.

Opposite the silver corner, Zhu Hanxu, who was raking on the ground, was weak in all limbs, let out a howl like a pig-killing sound—

"No!"

Twenty miles away to the east, the sand monk Sun Wukong and the white dragon horse looked up at the west almost at the same time.

"Bajie!"

"It's the second senior brother!"

"!"

The white dragon horse was alert and looked around. Tang Seng, who was meditating on the slope, said in surprise: "Wukong, Bajie..."

"Master, don't worry, I'll go and have a look!"

Take out the golden cudgel from your ears, and Sun Wukong reminded Sha Seng again: "Junior Brother Sha, please be optimistic about Master, I, Lao Sun, go back!"

Let’s talk about outside the lotus cave.

As soon as Yinjiao escorted Zhu Hanxu to the outside of the cave, Sun Wukong rushed over.

"So brave! Let my junior brother go!"

Zhu Hanxu, who was hanging on thick wooden sticks like a pig slaughter during the Chinese New Year, shouted loudly: "Brother Monkey! Brother Monkey save me! These god-killed people are not the son of human beings, and they will destroy all my hair!"

Seeing his junior brother who was suffering from grievances and bald, Sun Wukong was very angry.

Outside the cave gate, Yinjiao saw Sun Wukong, and a nameless fire rose in his heart.

This monkey skin looks very familiar! He was the one who broke the Bagua Furnace in the Tushita Palace and stole the pills they worked hard to refine for hundreds of years!

Otherwise, how could they refine elixirs day and night?

"Sun Wukong! Today we will settle the new and old accounts together!"

The Seven-Star Sword was revealed, and Yinjiao swung a sword light without saying a word and slashed it!

In the cave, listening to the noise outside, Jinjiao, who was playing mahjong with his subordinates, frowned and said, "Go out and see what happened outside."

The little demon serving beside him left.

After a moment, the returning little demon reported: "The king is the two kings who have captured one of the monks who have learned the scriptures. Now another one is coming to the door and is fighting with the two kings."

"Oh? Which one was caught and which one came?"

Jinjiao asked without looking back at the card in his hand.

"The one who caught Zhu Bajie, and the one who came was Sun Wukong."

The hand holding mahjong suddenly stopped, Jinjiao looked up and said, "Take Zhu Bajie to the back hall first, go and call your son up quickly and fight with me!"

In the alchemy room, Zhu Ran, who was telling a story to Ling Xuzi, suddenly stopped.

"Don't stop, let's talk about how Zhao Ling'er's child ended up doing? Is the Holy Spirit True Yuan protecting the child..."

Zhu Ran came to his senses and said, "Let's talk about it later, I'll go out in advance!"

If he heard it correctly, the constant insults in the cave should be the elder brother!

After leaving the alchemy room and coming to the nearest back hall, Zhu Ran saw that the eldest brother in monk's robes were tied up by the little demon with chains.

But why is the eldest brother even more bald?

Yes! When the eldest brother becomes a monk, the monk will naturally have to shave his head.

Opposite Zhu Hanxu, three or four little monsters are discussing.

"I told me that pork is still delicious when steamed. A few years ago, I passed by a family. They steamed it with chopped fat meat wrapped in thick noodles. The taste was really fragrant!"

"No, I think it's better to cook it. When we finish eating, the younger ones can still drink a bit of fat soup."

"You are thinking about it! My senior brother has called me, so you can let me go, otherwise..."

While he was making harsh words, several plops made a sound, and the little monsters guarding Zhu Hanxu suddenly fainted on the ground.

"Brother!"

"Second brother?"

.....

Unlocking the black iron chain, Zhu Han said in a false alarm: "Why are you here?"

Bypassing the little demon who was confused by the sleepy insect, Zhu Ran pulled Zhu Hanxu aside and said, "This matter is a long story, but brother don't have to worry."

When he arrived at the back hall hall, Zhu Ran said in confusion: "With my brother's ability, how could they be caught?"
Chapter completed!