After reading the script Mo Tie handed him, Xuanzang thoughtfully and said for a while: "Brother Mo, your words are quite novel."

Mo Tie: "..."

"The words don't matter, look at the content."

Xuanzang clapped his hands and said, "I have seen it, I agree to do this. In this way, this disaster will surely be rewarded for the perfection."

"Yes, I think so too, so I'll go first."

"Brother Mo can leave."

That night, the four-person group who stayed in the wild to seek scriptures rested early. Xuanzang called Sun Wukong aside, took out a few pieces of paper, and began to explain.

After a conversation, Sun Wukong scratched his head and said in confusion: "Monk, I understand the meaning, but what are these 'shoulder shots', 'sport shots', 'reverse shot angles', etc.?"

Xuanzang choked and said, "This is what Brother Mo should do, so we don't have to worry about it. Anyway, he said there will be something good for us later."

"Okay."

...

The road to obtaining the scriptures is the more desolate the more you go west. After all, Rizhao East, Xiniuhezhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, Beijuluzhou and other places are full of demons and do not follow the rules. The people complain, which is far inferior to the place where people live and work in peace and contentment in the East Shengshenzhou.

Crossing the dark river, Xuanzang and his friends walked into a gloomy forest.

"Master, the demonic energy here is very strong." Zhu Bajie couldn't help but speak.

Xuanzang nodded and said, "Well, I'm here. Have you remembered what you told you before?"

"Remember, Master. I will do whatever you say." Bajie replied first.

"Master, I've also recorded it." Sha Wujing said.

"I know with... Master." Sun Wukong was originally blurted out that he was about to say "monk". When he remembered the title written in the script, he quickly changed his words.

Not long after walking, the forest was sparse, and a small market appeared. The four-person group of people who learned the scriptures exchanged their eyes and entered a state.

This strange market is full of demonic spirit. When the vendors and passers-by in the market noticed Xuanzang coming, they were stunned for a moment, and then continued to buy and sell things as if nothing had happened.

Humph, he showed his flaws and pretended, but his acting skills were too poor. Sun Wukong's ignorant eyes saw several monsters moving, and even showed the scales and feathers on his face, and sneered in his heart.

Xuanzang walked to a vacant stall, put on a sad look, and muttered: "Oh, it's so hard for me to be a master. I have gotten three disciples for nothing, but I didn't expect that one of them is lazy than the other. Uncle, they are all great men, and I have to beg for alms and raise them..."

"Crazy."

Xuanzang spread a piece of rag on the ground that was sewn with a ragged rag, then pressed the corner with a broken bowl, sat down with a slim strand, and said, "Wukong, Bajie, you guys stay well. If you are hungry, eat the last two steamed buns. Master, I'm not hungry."

There were people coming and going at the market, and someone passed by. He looked at the rag curiously, and lowered his head and thought:

"An emergency guest appearance on Journey to the West, a wonderful performance of pigs, fish and monkeys, two cents a day."

Xuanzang quickly smiled and said, "The donor is interested, it's very cheap."

The passerby pondered for a moment, took out a piece of broken silver, and said, "Look, I'm not short of money, if you don't mean it, don't blame me for being rude."

Xuanzang nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you."

He turned around and greeted, "Wukong, it's a performance, hurry up and take a look."

Sun Wukong held a branch in his mouth, looking unruly, looked at Xuanzang impatiently, and turned forward casually.

"Bang!"

He fell to the ground with his feet facing the sky and couldn't get up.

The passerby pointed at Xuanzang and said angrily: "You must also pay attention to basic routines when cheating money. You can't even make a fight and learn from others to cheat money. Do you have any kingly methods?"

Xuanzang looked "urgent" and explained apologetically: "No, you misunderstood, wait a moment."

He ran to Sun Wukong with a rush and said, "Wukong, can you be more dedicated? Two taels of silver! If you don't perform well, you will be gone. We are professionals from the Tang Dynasty in Dongtu, and you want to..."

"It's so noisy!"

Sun Wukong lifted his face from the yellow earth, shouted, then soared into the air, and "dripped" in the air like a top.

Passersby clapped their hands happily and shouted, "It's fun, fun."

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong was spinning faster and faster, and a storm was driven by him.

In an instant, the vegetables, leaves, cows, sheep dung, sand, soil and garbage in the market were all rolled into the sky. After a while, the vegetables, fruits, and dustpans on the vendors were also affected.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Some passers-by who were caught off guard were also swept away.

"Wukong, Wukong, come down quickly! A person is dead. Where are you going to get so many things? What should I do if I throw them down and kill people later? Even if I don't hit people, it's not good to hit flowers and plants..."

Xuanzang played a long-winded monk and shouted exaggeratedly.

"Depend on!"

Sun Wukong shouted angrily and turned the storm upside down in an instant.

A large pile of garbage and debris hit the ground hard, and even countless monsters were injured.

Xuanzang quickly packed up his things and ran away. He didn't dare to look back after walking two miles away. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one chasing him.

After waiting in place for half an hour, Sun Wukong chased after him with a fierce face, and Bajie and Wujing also ran over with their legs.

"Master, I'm so tired that I'm old pig. You're running so fast!"

Bajie said panting.

Xuanzang said with disdain, "You are asked to practice hard but don't listen to it on weekdays. When it comes to critical moments, you will find that you are not good. Hey, Wukong, come down! Kneel over there."

As he said that, Xuanzang pulled out a green vine from behind.

When Sun Wukong saw the vine, his face changed drastically, and his anger and fear appeared in his eyes.

In the end, he knelt obediently under the old tree beside him.

Xuanzang took the rattan and pointed it at Sun Wukong's head and whipped it.

"Bang!"

"Let you behave like arbitrary and make trouble!" Xuanzang cursed and beat him.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing next to him looked at it and shook their heads, sighing, "Oh, Master is venting his anger on his senior brother again. He will do this every time he fails to beg for alms. I really don't know where a big man gets so angry."

"There is no way. The master is capable, quick-witted, and powerful moves like the Tathagata Divine Palm. We can't resist it, so we can only accept the fight."

Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing next to him looked at it and shook their heads, sighing, "Oh, Master is venting his anger on his senior brother again. He will do this every time he fails to beg for alms. I really don't know where a big man gets so angry."
Chapter completed!