The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 362
"What are you doing, you crazy old lady!"

call out!
Tang Sen was speechless, pointed out, and stopped Mrs. Kou, and at the same time ordered: "That little county magistrate, you send someone to take care of Mrs. Kou, and we will go home."

"Yes, yes, the villain obeys."

Where did the county magistrate dare to disobey, he immediately ordered his soldiers to help Mrs. Kou up, and then ordered several people to tie up the six bandits and five flowers, and followed Tang Sen's footsteps back home.

Early on, Tang Sen counted everything, and stopped and stopped on the road. It took a day, and he was only about ten miles out of the city, not even within the scope of Diling County. Around noon, everyone finally arrived at the place again. Ling County.

"Look, everyone, the magistrate has arrested the group of monks."

"I have known for a long time that this monk is not a good person. How can there be such a handsome monk in the world, it must be a fake."

Some of the group of people on the side of the road were jealous of Tang Sen's handsome looks, so they didn't forget to add insult to injury at this time, and slandered Tang Sen himself to his heart's content.

"Brother, what you said is very reasonable. You see, this monk is so handsome, but none of his apprentices are normal. The only two who can see it are yellow-faced, and the other is not manly. It must be to highlight his appearance." Handsome, there is a conspiracy in it."

People keep talking about black Tangsen, and it's all black and black.

"Hehe, you ordinary people, no matter how black you are, it's useless. Ben Yan is still so handsome and radiant."

Tang Sen just laughed off these old middle-aged uncles who were full of jealousy, and made a joke by the way, as if he was so angry that he didn't pay for his life.

"Hey, you murderous maniac, you just had sex with me, right? I watched your head fall to the ground today, little bald head."

The uncle who talked about Tang Sen's conspiracy theory was not happy anymore. His body was as thin as a stick, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked like he was drinking too much. He probably visited restaurants like Yihong Court less often.

"Go away, you want to die, don't you!"

boom!
Before Tang Sen could make a move, the county magistrate raised his trousers and kicked the skinny old man away. His brow was sweating. He was afraid that Tang Sen would kill him if he disagreed with him. ?

Even the king is his junior, can he be punished?
"See, even the county magistrate is helping me, what else do you want to say?" Tang Sen laughed loudly.

"You're amazing, I'm leaving!"

The uncle lost his temper after being bullied, and left angrily under the murderous eyes of the county magistrate.

This was just a small episode, but since then, few people have confronted Tang Sen. After all, the county magistrate is there, and here, the backer is a bit big, and most people really don't have the courage.

Stepping into the yamen, Tang Sen directly asked for a quiet room, and disappeared under the disappointed eyes of all ordinary people.

In the back hall, Kou Yuanwai's body was placed on the ground, his clothes were torn, the wounds on his body were clearly visible, the blood stains had dried up, his face was paler than paper, the dead could not die anymore.

"Holy Monk, do you think my husband died overnight, can he be revived? You are not joking!" Mrs. Kou still had some disbelief, and said with expectation, feeling very conflicted in her heart.

"What kind of wife are you? Is there anyone like you who is a wife? Can anything be saved? I am the national teacher of your Tianzhu Kingdom. I will joke with you?" Tang Sen was speechless, looking at Kou Yuanwai's body, I wondered why this old boy found such a daughter-in-law who couldn't speak.

"All of you step back, Wukong Bajie, you are responsible for protecting the Dharma, and you are going to go to the underworld as a teacher."

Swish!
A beam of light flew out, forming an upside-down golden light bowl, pushing everyone out, leaving only a few apprentices. Tang Sen sat down cross-legged and said.

"Master, is it not good for you to go alone, why don't my old grandson go with you!" Monkey King said.

"No, you'll be exposed if you go. We need to preserve our strength now. It's enough to be a teacher alone. No one in the underworld can do anything to me!" Tang Sen was very confident.

"Ok."

Sun Wukong nodded, and suddenly thought in his mind, it seems... the master's current state seems to be a little higher than when he was making trouble in the underworld.

As for the county magistrate, Mrs. Kou, and a group of officers and soldiers outside the light curtain, they were already dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the national teacher would really go to the underworld, and it was not a joke.

This feeling is very strange.

You know, mortals don't know where the underworld is, and no mortal really wants to go to the underworld if they have nothing to do. There... but there are [-] levels of hell, which are the most terrifying places for mortals.

"The national teacher has already surpassed common sense, this is beyond the reach of human beings!"

"Could it be that the national teacher of my Tianzhu Kingdom is a god or a human being? Can't I brag about it in front of those fleas in Sravasti Kingdom for the rest of my life?"

"It looks like this."

Outside the light curtain, some officers and soldiers showed adoring eyes towards Tang Sen as if they were looking at gods. This is no longer as simple as looking strange, but has risen to the noble sentiment of national honor.

"I really hope that the national teacher can save Kou Yuanwai as soon as possible. If that's the case, I, a little mortal, won't go through this world in vain."

The soldiers sighed with emotion and waited for the arrival of the myth.

"Go for the teacher."

Inside the light curtain, Tang Sen was running the "Soul Rescue Sutra", and his soul left his body and plunged into the ground. From the outside, he was still meditating cross-legged, not knowing that his soul had already reached the entrance of the underworld.

"It's kind of interesting, as if there are two worlds."

This is the first time Tang Sen's soul has left his body at such a long distance. The world within his eyes is completely different from what he sees in his physical body. The ghosts around him float one by one, and then drift away, like fish in the water. , leisurely.

"Hmm~ It's somewhat similar to the world under Martial Dao's Heavenly Eye, but there is still a gap."

Tang Sen said to himself, as the Immortal Sixth Heaven, the early stage of the Immortal, the supreme master of level 65, he has cultivated his soul and body to a terrifying level, coupled with the effect of "Suppressing the Soul", even if he is out of the body , The loss of combat power is not too great, so naturally there is no fear of any obstacles, and going to the underworld is just to relax and save someone by the way.

"Look, isn't that Tang Seng? Why is he here again?"

"Keep your voice down, this is the God of Killing, who will beat you to death if you disagree with him, don't touch him, otherwise the underworld will not be able to help you."

The two guards at the entrance of the underworld kept discussing in low voices until Tang Sen approached, and then obediently shut their mouths, not daring to fart.

There is no way, from time to time, there are monster race souls coming to the underworld to report, so that Tang Sen's deterrent power did not weaken with the passage of time, but became stronger.

"How are you two brothers, do you miss Tang Sanye?"

Behind Tang Sen's hands, he looked like a master, his eyes were shining like magic lamps, and the power of his soul was surging and majestic, which caused the two guards to tremble, and they dared not show their air.

(End of this chapter)