One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Finally, after the three of them discussed, the Golden Horn King went to heaven to return to life, and to see if Monkey King was in the Tota King Li Jing's place, while the Silver Horn King and Xiao An went down the pond to find the owner of the monkey hair. After King Golden Horn left, King Silver Horn and Xiao An jumped into the pool and swam deep, gradually disappearing.

The bald-headed combination of Zhang Yang and the little hooligan continued westward with the white dragon horse. After walking for many days, they were blocked by a mountain again. After much experience, Zhang Yang is annoyed when he sees the mountains, because there are monsters and monsters will delay the trip. But now the little hooligan has two magic weapons on him, somersault cloud and nine-tooth nail rake. It is really not that easy for a monster to catch him.

The two went up the mountain, the sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun dyed the horizon red. There was no shop in front of the mountain and the village behind. The two of them were planning to find a suitable place to settle down. They didn't walk long before they saw a temple.

They had two bald heads, one didn't want to be a monk and the other was a fake monk, but they didn't expect that they really had fate with the temple along the way. From Jinshan Temple to Guanyin Temple to the present temple, they really have Buddha fate.

They stepped forward and saw that the temple was called Chijian Baolin Temple. Zhang Yang went up and knocked on the door. The monk who opened the door saw that they were dressed in tatters, so he didn't let them in, and closed the door without saying anything.

Zhang Yang originally wanted to kick the door open, but was stopped by the little gangster. He said: "I found that you have become more and more like a husky since you took the golden hoop. Can you have a little temperament, we are from Dongtu. Come from Datang, don’t discredit your home. Besides, this is a temple. You have to give the Buddha a face. Wait, I’ll talk about it."

After speaking, the little hooligan pushed Zhang Yang to the temple door, knocked on the door, and shouted: "We are from Dongtu Datang. It will be good to prevent us from going in and rest soon."

Hearing his shouting, Zhang Yang asked: "Where do we get the benefits? Do you give them your boy pee?"

The little hooligan said with a disgusting expression: "When you go out, just how many people like you can offend. Let's stay here and say that we will benefit them before we leave. Then early tomorrow morning, when they have not gotten up, we will Run away."

Zhang Yang just wanted to say that he was a lowly monk, but the door of the temple was opened without saying anything, or the monk who opened the door just now. He asked, "Eastern Datang? What benefits do you have for me?"

The little gangster said: "Amitabha, let's give it to you before we leave. Now it's given to you, but what should we do if you don't let us in?"

The monk had no mercy, blocked the door and refused to let in. He cursed, "You have to talk to me about the conditions when you come to my accommodation. Poor monk who has no money, get out of the way." He closed the door again.

The blue veins on the little hooligan’s forehead were all protruding, he took out the nine-tooth nail rake, and with a vigorous wave, the door was smashed to pieces. Then the little hooligan rushed in, held the nine-tooth rake against the wall, and said, "Remember, never bully an honest person."

Zhang Yang shook his head and walked in, thinking not to let himself kick the door, but he smashed the door open, which was not the same. After he came in, he found that the temple was too dilapidated, no one cleaned the ground, no one built the weeds in the yard, and no other monks were seen.

There is also a well in the yard. Zhang Yang looked at him as if he had known each other before. He recalled the journey of Journey to the West before remembering that it was more than forty miles from here, and it seemed that there was a black chicken country.

Zhang Yang knew that under the well was the corpse of the king of Wuji Country. The king in Wuji Country was actually a monster, so he deliberately looked down. The water in the well was dark and people. He hoped that the king would just lie down there. Well, don't come out to find them in the middle of the night, lest you will be delayed on the journey to the west.

Just when the little hooligan gave the monk the principle of life, Zhang Yang looked for the fast stone slab in the courtyard of the temple, then picked it up with difficulty, moved to the top of the well to block it. He clapped his hands and smirked for a while, and when he looked back, he saw the little hooligan and the monk staring at him together, their eyes surprisingly synchronized.

"Why are you blocking that well?" the monk asked, "How do we drink water?"

"I just accidentally **** in it." Zhang Yang said, "So in order not to harm you, I blocked it. Drinking water should go to the river in the mountains to pick it up when we come. I saw a small river."

"How careless did you pour urine into the well? Is that a water pipe that stretches so long?" The monk shouted angrily, "We can drink water from that well, and we are dying of thirst now. "

Zhang Yang thought that if you knew there were dead people in the well, you wouldn't say this, but he noticed one more thing. He asked: "You mean us? Are you referring to the three of us, or are there other people?"

At this time, people from the temple ran out and suppressed a group of people. There were merchants on the way, masked robbers and so on. They all shouted in unison: "There are us!"

Zhang Yang and the little gangster jumped back at the same time, and then shouted in surprise: "Wow, how come so many people came out!"

Now the situation has changed. Relying on the large number of people, the monk stood in front of them with great dignity and gave an order to let everyone send out to tie up Zhang Yang and the little gangster, and then throw them in the yard. The monk put his arms around his chest and walked in front of the two of them. Before he could speak, he was kicked away by a bandit brother in a tiger coat next to him.

Brother Mountain Bandit spit on the ground and cursed, "Pretend Brother is addicted? Let you come out to see the situation, and dare to ask others for something, do you want to rebel?"

The monk said with a smile on his face: "Don't dare, don't I just give you what I want."

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, the little gangster whispered to Zhang Yang: "It seems that this group of people are robbers. They stay here to rob passers-by."

Zhang Yang looked at the dressing of their gang and didn't feel the same, so he said, "Definitely not. Where is the robber group dressed in such a variety of colors? It won't be a performer, right?"

Brother Mountain Bandit heard them murmur, then turned his head with a fierce look, and asked: "What are you two talking about, speak louder, let us all listen!"

Zhang Yang was not afraid of him, and asked, "What do you do?"

Brother Mountain Bandit said: "Passing by."

Zhang Yang's eyes widened and asked incredulously, "Isn't he here specifically for robbery?"

Brother Mountain Bandit said: "Look at this group of people who are so poor, what are they doing to rob them."

Zhang Yang asked: "Then what are you doing here?"

The eldest brother mountain bandit was furious. He shouted, "Didn't I say, passing by!"..