Sign in to Zhutian from Journey to the West

Chapter 372

As time passed by, the outside of the house became silent.

When it was Haishi, there was a rustling sound outside the house, as if someone had woken up at night.

At this time, Tang Seng and Drifting Monk had already fallen asleep, while Huang Yang sat cross-legged on a mat and closed his eyes to rest.And Sun Wukong lay sideways beside Shashen, as if he heard the movement outside the window, his ears moved slightly, and his eyes opened immediately.

The windows are made of pine wood and are divided into two layers, inside and outside.The outer layer is a patchwork grid of numerous short pine knots, while the inner layer is a two-leaf window panel made of pine.Although the windows and doors are closed, because the house has not been repaired for a long time and the wooden boards are aging, there are gaps left by two cracked wooden boards.

Looking out from this gap, it seems that there are two huge orange lanterns flying up and down outside the house.

Monkey King suddenly straightened up like a carp and stood up.Leaning against the window, looking out through the gap in the window.

I saw that there were two orange-red lanterns flying up and down. These are basically two big eyes on the head of a long worm.

The worm's body was covered with slippery mucus, and Monkey King could feel the disgusting stench through the window.

"No wonder we are told not to go out at night, it turns out there are monsters at work."

I saw Sun Wukong offering a golden cudgel, poking Huang Yang who was meditating with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice: "Bajie, there is something going on outside the house, please speak softly, so as not to wake up Master and Wujing."

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Huang Yang couldn't help being speechless. I don't know how to use this supernatural power. Do you keep the supernatural power?

Immediately, the fingertips moved slightly towards Tang Seng and Drifting Monk, and a light curtain suddenly rose, covering them both.

After finishing all this, Huang Yang just said: "Speak softly, just use supernatural powers to isolate the sound."

"And that monkey grandson, there's no need to make such a fuss about the situation outside the house, it's not the first time I've experienced it..."

Hearing Huang Yang's words, Sun Wukong couldn't help but scratched the back of his head, and said dully: "There are monsters..."

"There are so many monsters in this world, we can't get rid of them with our strength, but the earth dragon outside the house has eaten up a whole village. It's really not a good bird. I was going to have a good rest, and I'll go find him tomorrow Bad luck. Since you wake me up, Monkey, I will work hard and deal with these monsters."

Hearing Huang Yang said that he wanted to subjugate demons, Monkey King was eager to fight, looking a little impatient.

Just like a well-equipped army, it only needs one order to shoot out like a dragon and defeat the enemy like a chicken and a dog.

Sun Wukong looked at Huang Yang with burning eyes and said, "Bajie, when are we going to subdue the demon? Do you have any plans?"

Huang Yang gave Sun Wukong a look and said: "I said monkey, now you and I are already Daluo Jinxian, this monster is just a little demon in the realm of the little fairy, do we need to make any plans? How can we use a bull's knife to kill a chicken? All the way Just crush it!"

"This is good! This is good!" Monkey King danced happily.

Seeing the real body of the monster that was as thick as the water tank through the gap in the window, Monkey King rushed out, hit the wall in front of him, and hit the earth dragon (Qu Yu) monster with the golden cudgel in his hand.

Out of his mouth he shouted: "Hey, where are the monsters running away? I'll give you a stick from my old grandson."

Sun Wukong made a lot of noise, but he couldn't wake up the sleeping Tang Monk, but the Drifting Monk woke up at some point and came behind Huang Yang.

"Second senior brother, you guys are too mean, how can I be missing in this subjugation of demons?"

Drifting muttered.

Huang Yang couldn't help but glanced at Drifting Monk and said: "It's still subduing demons, but it's just a little celestial dragon. It's enough for a monkey to do it alone. We just need to be spectators. If you really want us Take the shot, you don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's embarrassing."

Hearing Huang Yang's words, Sand Monk couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "Second senior brother, don't be so serious, brother, I'm not just talking, and I don't really want to bully the weak with more."

Huang Yang didn't answer, but watched Sun Wukong show off his might.

To be precise, the earth dragon was constantly burrowing into the ground to escape, while Monkey King was chasing after him.

It's also fortunate that this earth dragon has the magical power of earth escape, otherwise it would have been beaten to pieces by Monkey King after just one face-to-face.

"Bulky monster, if you have the ability, stop my old grandson and fight your grandpa grandpa for [-] rounds!..."

Sun Wukong was so angry that he couldn't hit Dilong all the time, and couldn't help cursing.

The Dilong came out to inspect the territory, but was chased and beaten by Monkey King for no reason. He also heard that Monkey King shamelessly told him to stop and fight him for 300 rounds, so he couldn't help but get angry.

"You damn monkey with a hairy face, if this king had your cultivation, he would have swallowed you up in one gulp. How could you tolerate such arrogance."

After all, the earth dragon is still burrowing into the ground to escape.

Although being swept by Sun Wukong's golden cudgel from time to time, the strong vitality of the earth dragon's body makes it still alive and kicking even if a joint is broken.

Drifting Monk, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but said: "Brother Hou, can you do it? If not, let me, Lao Sha, come."

Hearing Drifting's skeptical words, Sun Wukong couldn't help but get red-eyed anxiously.Immediately, Da Luo Jinxian's power went all out, causing the surrounding area to be directly sunk by one or two meters, and the earth dragon that was about to go into the ground was immediately crushed into minced meat and exploded under this pressure.

Flesh, rot, and mucus flew around, and Huang Yang quickly set up a shield to protect himself and the Drifting Monk.

A stench spread as the earth dragon burst, and even Huang Yang felt nauseous and vomiting when he smelled it.

With a flick of his sleeves, a gust of wind was blown away, blowing away these pieces of meat, rot, etc.

After the battle was over, Huang Yang clapped his hands and removed the shield.

He went back to his futon and sat cross-legged. Seeing Monkey King who had come back, Huang Yang said, "I said I should go and troubleshoot that long worm tomorrow. It's all right now, and there is no place to sleep." The only one that was still intact The bed that Tang Seng slept on.In other places, there are still traces of the mucus and decay on the long worm.

Just looking at it makes me sick, I can't sleep well.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep anymore, just meditate with me, Bajie, and you."

Saying that, Monkey King and Drifting found a place that was a little cleaner, and imitated Huang Yang to meditate on the spot, closing their eyes and resting.

Time passed, and the sky was getting brighter.

The old man and the old woman didn't seem to know what was going on outside at night. When they got up in the morning and opened the door, they were shocked by the disgusting flesh and mucus everywhere.

"This, this, what's going on here?"

The old woman was carrying a pannier, looking at everything in front of her, feeling that she had nowhere to go.

Huang Yang looked at the old woman, and said with a trace of pity, "Yesterday, the worm attacked and was killed on the spot by my elder brother."

"The long worm is dead? This little elder, you said that the damn long worm is dead?"

Hearing Huang Yang's words, the old woman asked again in disbelief.

Seeing Huang Yang nodded, the old woman threw the basket directly, knelt down and wailed, and the grievance and depression in her stomach were released immediately.

Although her expression was sad, there was not a single tear in the corner of the old woman's eyes.

"Shi Niang, don't cry, don't cry, these years are enough." The old man comforted Shi Niang by patting Shi Niang's back.

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(End of this chapter)