One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 30 is he is he is him

"I kicked the door away with one kick. Is this little girl a ghost? Could it be that she came back for revenge!"

"Is this little girl the one who was eaten? She also came back with her master to take revenge!"

"If it's a ghost, will it eat people indiscriminately? A ghost that dares to appear during the day must be very powerful. It won't eat us all."

Everyone's complexion changed, and the people standing by the door all scattered away, looking at the two standing at the door, whispering.

It was not Tang Sanzang who had lived in the cave all night, but Xiong Xiaobu who kicked the gate of the flying temple.

"Good kick." Tang Sanzang touched Xiong Xiaobu's head with a smile, and sighed silently in his heart, another strange girl.

Today, Xiong Xiaobu was wearing long clothes with a black skirt on top, and his ponytails were neatly tied. This is why they lingered until noon before returning to the Guanyin Temple. is neatly symmetrical.

"Are they all bad people?" Xiong Xiaobu looked at the dense crowd, looked up at Tang Sanzang and asked.

"Some are, but most are not." Tang Sanzang shook his head and said.

Sun Wukong, who was sitting on the tree branch, was also slightly taken aback when the door was kicked flying. With his hands propped up, his feet lightly tapped on the tree trunk, and he landed in front of Tang Sanzang, and glanced at Xiong Xiaobu , looked at Tang Sanzang and said: "Ao Xiaobai is gone, can you find her? Also, who is she?"

"Well, I heard everything just now, don't worry, I will find it." Tang Sanzang nodded, and introduced: "This is Xiaobu."

Looking at Xiong Xiaobu again, he said, "Xiaobu, call me sister."

"Sister." Xiong Xiaobu called obediently.

"She's a monster." Sun Wukong glanced at Xiong Xiaobu, frowning slightly.

"Sometimes, people are scarier than monsters." Tang Sanzang shook his head, looked at Guangzhi standing on the wooden table in the center of the crowd, and grinned silently.

At this time, Guangzhi standing on the wooden table, looked at the three of Tang Sanzang, his face had lost the previous passionate expression, although his expression was still calm, but there was still some panic in his eyes. Obviously, the appearance of Tang Sanzang , completely beyond his expectations.

"Little bald head, didn't you say it's not good to laugh like this?" Xiong Xiaobu looked up at Tang Sanzang who was laughing silently, and asked a little puzzled.

"Well, children can't laugh like that." Tang Sanzang put away his smile, looked at Xiong Xiaobu and nodded seriously, which was accidentally spoiled.

Xiong Xiaobu looked at the crowd and asked softly, "Where is uncle? You said you brought me to find him."

"You'll know later." Tang Sanzang patted the little guy's head.

"That ugly monk is what they call a man-eating monster. I exposed him." Sun Wukong raised his finger and pointed at Puxuan who was tied to the wooden frame. His tone was very casual, as if he had done a trivial matter, but Out of the corner of his eye, he was secretly looking at Tang Sanzang.

"Well, well done." Tang Sanzang praised naturally, this little wish still needs to be fulfilled.Then he walked towards Puxuan and Guangmou who were tied to the wooden frame in the center of the crowd.

Although everyone saw Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong chatting and laughing, they didn't look like ghosts, but just now Xiong Xiaobu kicked two solid wooden doors weighing more than [-] jin, which scared everyone, so he told Tang Sanzang sensibly. Get out of the way.

"Whispering." Sun Wukong curled his lips, as if he didn't care about Tang Sanzang's compliment, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Xiong Xiaobu stood where he was, looking at Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang's back, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"It turns out that the master was not burned to death. This is really a blessing. The fire last night burned the entire small courtyard to nothing." He was delighted, but he glanced at Xiong Xiaobu again, and asked in doubt, "Who is this little girl? If I remember correctly, she shouldn't be the master's young disciple, right?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, and looked at Xiong Xiaobu standing at the door, showing doubts, wondering where Tang Sanzang brought the little girl.

He is a monk, but he has several female apprentices with him, and one of them is only four or five years old, and has a terrifying power, which makes people think a little bit more.

"Fortunately? That's not necessarily the case." Tang Sanzang looked at Guangzhi with a smile that was not a smile. Ever since he met Guangzhi at the Guanyin Temple last night, Tang Sanzang had a good impression of this handsome and polite monk.

But now, it seems to be different. Guangzhi opened his mouth, but every word he said made him think of those guys with red cloths tied around their arms.

Tang Sanzang never liked eloquent guys, such guys were much more difficult to deal with than monsters.Moreover, what the hell is a zombie? He's not dead either!

Guangzhi's eyes were fixed, and he didn't care that Tang Sanzang didn't answer his question. He pointed at Puxuan on the wooden frame and said indignantly, "Master, it was Guangmou who set fire to the small courtyard where you lived last night. And this matter is caused by this monster coveting your cassock. I'm afraid your little disciple was also eaten by him."

The originally quiet crowd gradually became agitated when they heard Guangzhi's words. If Tang Sanzang hadn't appeared suddenly, the hateful two people on the wooden frame should have been tormented in the flames.But since this monk's little female apprentice was also eaten by monsters, he must also hate him to the bone.

"No." Tang Sanzang looked at Guangzhi and shook his head.

The commotional crowd fell silent again, obviously they didn't expect Tang Sanzang to refute Guangzhi's words, his face was full of doubts.

Standing at the door, Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, looking at Tang Sanzang's back, a little puzzled.

The expression on Guangzhi's face also froze, and he regained his composure immediately, pointing to five or six monks with lowered heads and said: "When the fire was set last night, these nephews were coerced by Guangmou to move firewood. Testify, and he himself said that it was an order from the master."

Tang Sanzang glanced at the monks with their heads down, and didn't rush to reply, but walked to the firewood pile, and looked up at Puxuan who looked miserable.

Puxuan's face was still bleeding from the stone-pounded wound, his face was covered with egg whites, and he became a monster that everyone shouted and beat.And just yesterday, he was a highly respected abbot, loved by everyone, pointing at Tang Sanzang's nose to ridicule and show off his wealth.

This reversal, well, Tang Sanzang admitted that he wanted to laugh a little in his heart, it was so fucking unexpected.

"Didn't you say that you saw monsters when you were young? Why didn't you tell me?" Tang Sanzang looked at Puxuan who was still looking up at the sun, and asked softly.

Puxuan lowered his head slowly, looked at Tang Sanzang, and grinned, his yellow teeth mixed with blood, "I made it up at random to scare those bastards. Now, I don't need to say anything."

"If you were a monster, you would have made a terrible mess." Tang Sanzang shook his head.

Everyone looked at Tang Sanzang, but they didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. The evidence was convincing, why they said Guangzhi's words were wrong, and even chatted with Puxuan.

"If the master has no other questions, please step aside. Today, these two monsters must be burned to death to comfort those innocent children." Guangzhi's voice was also a little bit tougher, and he took a hand towards the two monsters. The monk with the torch waved his hand, motioning for them to light the fire.

"Burn them!" "Burn them!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and everything seemed to return to the way it was just now.

"They are not monsters." Tang Sanzang shook his head and said.

The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, and the crowd gradually became quiet again.

"The fire was set by Guangmou, but the person who instigated it was not Puxuan..." Tang Sanzang glanced at the struggling Guangmou, pointed at Guangzhi who was standing on the table, and said firmly, "It's him."

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