"Smack!"

After a few more slaps, even though the monkey kept his hands, the continuous slaps of Red Boy were stunned. After a moment of stunnedness, a few scares and panic appeared in his eyes.

However, Red Boy had no idea who the monkey was in front of him, and who was his name, so he had to stammer his neck and said with a little unwilling tone.

"You, what are your name?"

When the monkey heard this, he said angrily, "What? Do you want to take revenge afterwards?"

Immediately, the monkey slapped him several times.

"Baoba!!!"

Now, he really slapped the Red Boy and cried. "My father has never hit me like this. You damn monkey dare to treat me like this..."

"And I won't tell me who you are, what do you want me to call you."

"Well……"

The monkey then recalled that he really didn't report his own home.

No, my old Sun clearly said that he had joined the Bull Demon King back then and could be called his uncle.

However, suddenly, the monkey recalled the crying of the monkeys and grandchildren of Huaguo Mountain. During the past five hundred years, these sworn brothers have watched my grandson suffer and have never come to Wuzhishan to rescue him or visit him. Even if they have not taken care of my grandson of Huaguo Mountain, they even bullied the monkeys and grandchildren of the monkeys and grandchildren.

Forget it, what’s the use of such a sworn brother? It’s better not to admit it.

Immediately, a trace of melancholy flashed in my eyes, and my expression sternly, and I shouted.

"I, Lao Sun, is Sun Wukong, the Monkey King who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then. Don't cry anymore. This is for the sake of old friends. Otherwise, it would be the crime of your intention to hurt my Master Sun, and I, Lao Sun, killed you on the spot."

I have to say that once the monkey becomes serious, his courage is really overwhelming. Red Boy is shocked and immediately stops crying.

Seeing this, the monkey's face calmed down a little, and reminded him, "Well, my old son will take you to meet the master now. You are so ruthless and you must not be ruthless in your words. Otherwise, you will bump into your master. Don't blame me for not thinking about you in your childhood and your methods are ruthless."

"Yes, yes..." Red Boy responded, and then remembered something and asked carefully.

"What should I call a teacher more appropriate?"

Obviously, with the lessons of the monkey, Red Boy also knew that if he rudely called Tang Sanzang a bald monk or Tang Monk later, he might have to be beaten up, so he immediately started to inquire about the monkey in advance.

"My Master Sun is a well-deserved compassionate holy monk. Just call him a holy monk."

The monkey stepped on somersault clouds and took the Red Boy back to Tang Sanzang's place.

In almost the blink of an eye, the monkey fell lightly and then descended to Tang Sanzang, and then threw the red boy tied up in front of Tang Sanzang.

Before Tang Sanzang could speak, Zhu Bajie, who was beside him, showed a smirk, walked up, poked Red Boy, and said.

"Oh, red egg, look at you tied it like this, and the little butts that were exposed on the two petals looked even more round, so I was so embarrassed. Otherwise, you would call me Grandpa Pig, Grandpa Pig to cover you with a piece of clothing, so that you would not frostbite your red egg."

How could Red Boy be so excited? He was teased by Zhu Bajie like this, and immediately exploded and shouted. "You fat pig, when you get out of trouble, you will tie it with ten times the rope, steam it first and then roast it, and then throw it to feed it to the wild dog to relieve your heart..."

However, before Red Boy could finish her words, the monkey stepped heavily on the ground next to Red Boy, and cracks like spider webs extended out everywhere, frightening the rest of Red Boy back.

"Okay, Bajie, don't mess around."

Tang Sanzang walked up, patted Zhu Bajie on the shoulder, and asked him to retreat, then helped the Red Boy tied to the ground with both hands to sit up.

"Hiss..." When Tang Sanzang saw the swollen face of Red Boy, he couldn't help but take a breath and said, "Wukong, he is still a child. Why are you so cruel? Your face is like two butts. It's inappropriate to hold it, it's inappropriate!"

When the monkey heard this, he immediately responded repeatedly. "Disciple knows his mistake, so be careful next time."

"Well, next time... don't forget that monks should be compassionate. Even if they take action, they need to be responsible." Tang Sanzang said in a peaceful tone with a gentle expression as a child.

Seeing this, Hongboy was secretly happy when she saw Tang Sanzang being so pedantic and reasonable.

"That bald..."

Halfway through, Red Boy felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet, and the word "danger" inexplicably appeared in her mind.

As for the source of this sense of crisis, it seems to be from the bald monk in front of me, and it seems to be from the monkey.

Immediately, under the survival instinct, Red Boy changed his mouth very naturally and said.

"Holy monk, I call Red Boy. My family lives in Kusongjian Huoyun Cave. My father is the 'Pingtian Great Saint' and the Bull Demon King of the World. He saw the extraordinary temperament of the Holy monk from afar, so he was so playful that he tied himself up and joked with the Holy monk."

Faced with this threatening and surrendering words, Tang Sanzang's expression was as compassionate and peaceful as usual, nodded slightly, and said gently, "So that's it."

"Since the misunderstanding has been made, please ask the Holy Monk to loosen my ties. I promise not to cause trouble for you in the future." Red Boy said immediately when he saw that Tang Sanzang had no intention of pursuing him.

"No hurry, no hurry..."

Tang Sanzang waved his hand, then stretched his palm towards Sha Monk, and Sha Monk who had already prepared it immediately handed Tang Sanzang a small cloth bag.

When Tang Sanzang opened the cloth bag in front of Hongbo's eyes, there were about a dozen iron needles of different sizes inside.???

Red Boy.

"Amitabha, as the saying goes, a lie child must swallow a thousand needles. I am a pure monk and have always been poor, but there are no thousand needles with him. However, there are still more than ten iron needles to sew clothes. Please give me a gift."

Tang Sanzang's smile was as gentle as before, even giving people a warm feeling, but Red Boy couldn't help but shivered and felt a sore throat, and asked.

"Holy...Holy Monk, are you serious?"

"Amitabha, monks do not lie, can they think that the little donor think I am the fake monk who lies?"

After a pause, Tang Sanzang comforted gently. "The little donor doesn't need to worry. There is absolutely no poison soaked on these iron needles. It is purely natural and harmless, so you can eat it with confidence."

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Chapter completed!