Chapter 17 How much hatred?
Sun Wukong was silent, thinking about the bald man pinched his neck and asked him whether he would go to the west with him or be sent to the west by him...
Thinking about the mighty power of his riot in the Heavenly Palace back then, for a moment, thousands of thoughts finally turned into a sigh: "Oh... I feel sad. Have you given up?"
The stubborn nerve of the black bear spirit burst out again, and he shook his head and said, "No, I'll try again!"
After saying that, the black bear spirit walked back to the Bad Wind Cave.
Looking at the bald thief who was sleeping sideways, the black bear spirit felt aggrieved and angry. However, he did not take action rashly, but went around to the other side, behind Tang Sanzang, and thought to himself: "I am sneak attacking from behind, but I don't believe it will not succeed!"
Then he took out the Black Sakura spear and aimed at Tang Sanzang's chrysanthemum, with the corners of his mouth rising, all of which were crazy!
Outside, Sun Wukong and Bai Longma rubbed their sore bodies, looking at the hole with lingering fear, and the two of them changed places and set up camp in a tacit understanding.
"The direction this time is the opposite of the last time. If you don't believe it, you can still get hit." Sun Wukong said.
Bailongma nodded vigorously: "Well...I feel so too."
As soon as the words finished, the earth shook.
The two looked at each other: "No way..."
The mountain in front of the two people exploded, and a black bear was inserted into the butt with a spear, flying all the way, screaming: "It hurts and it hurts..."
Then the two were hit by the fish in the pond and flew out again.
Somewhere in the unknown hill, Sun Wukong stepped on the black bear spirit's butt with one foot and pulled it hard.
puff……
The chrysanthemum spewed blood and spewed out one meter high.
While rubbing his old waist, Sun Wukong advised, "Heizi, if it doesn't work, you can give up."
The black bear spirit covered his butt and took the pill and said, "Monkey, do you care about me?"
Bai Longma said in a crying voice: "We care about ourselves so that we will not be imprisoned to death by you. Brother, if you don't do it, forget it."
The stubborn old tendon of the black bear demon attacked again, and he shook his head and said, "I don't! I almost succeeded just now. He still has weaknesses. I will definitely succeed this time!"
After saying that, the black bear demon took the spear and walked towards the Bad Wind Cave again.
Looking at the back of the black bear spirit, Sun Wukong and the white dragon horse thought of a poem: "The wind blew and the water was cold, and the hero left..."
"Senior Brother, where are we hiding this time?" Bai Longma asked.
Sun Wukong fell into deep thought. He quickly analyzed the mountains and rivers and calculated the most favorable position for him. Finally, he concluded: "It seems that it doesn't matter if you get beaten a few times, but in fact you have something in common. That is, there must be a small mountain in the distance! This time, we go east and there is a flat land there, and we shouldn't be hit again."
Bai Longma said: "Senior Brother, I'm sure!"
"Walk!"
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In the Black Wind Cave, the black bear spirit changed direction again, and carefully approached Tang Sanzang's chrysanthemum one by one, raised his spear and aimed...
boom!
The mountain exploded!
Sun Wukong and Bai Longma looked at the flying black shadow, and they cursed in unison: "Cao!"
On the big plain, three figures rolled and plowed out three gullies on the ground before slowly stopping...
"Heizi, Brother Hei, you are my brother, can we give up?" Bai Longma shouted.
The black bear demon lay motionless and said, "Give up... Don't give up... I still have a chance! Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement."
After saying that, the black bear spirit got up again, carried the spear, walked into the cave with difficulty step by step.
Sun Wukong and the White Dragon Horse looked at each other, then rushed over together, the monkey made a stick, and the White Dragon Horse knocked down the black bear demon with his hooves. Then the two of them tied up the black bear demon and dug a hole and buried it!
After the white dragon horse stepped on the soil layer, he asked, "Senior Brother, he won't be suffocated to death, right? Also, are we a little too much?"
Sun Wukong said: "Don't mention such a small pit, he will not die even if he is pressed down at the foot of the mountain.
As for the excessive, do you think he is too much, or do we do it?
He will ask for trouble, and he will bring us every time!
If it weren't for his pleasingness, he would have killed him with a blow.
Let's go and find the master."
When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Sun Wukong shouted: "Master, you have beaten to death by the black bear spirit. You are here. The journey to the west is long, so we have to hurry!"
The two of them shouted, and a yawn and impatient voice came from the cave: "What are you shouting? I didn't say that the time has come, what can I do if I get the scriptures one day or two later?"
After saying that, Tang Sanzang glanced at Sun Wukong: "That bear is really dead?"
Sun Wukong nodded vigorously and said, "Die, really dead."
Tang Sanzang didn't think much about it, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity to die. Judging from his stubborn appearance, he is ready to take him to the West after he is defeated. Forget it, he's dead, so I won't say anything. Let's go..."
When Tang Sanzang and others left, the soil was broken by a big hand, and a pitiful hairless bear crawled out like a pig's head. He wiped his cold sweat and said bitterly: "What a big grudge, I'll take me to the West... This monk is too barbaric!"
Just as the black bear spirit was wailing bitterly, a figure came from a distance.
It was a handsome young man. He carried Wu Gou's double swords and stepped forward for more than ten miles in one step. In the blink of an eye, he came to the black bear spirit and frowned and said, "You...uh...pig?monkey?um...what are you?"
The black bear spirit was already full of anger. When he heard this, he immediately became angry. He picked up the Black Sakura spear and yelled: "You are the thing! Look at the gun!"
The black bear spirit went wild and directly formed a group with the other party.
The visitor is not someone else, but the great disciple of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Hui'an walker - Muzha.
Muzha is not weak, but this black bear is also fierce. It can be seen that he can fight with Sun Wukong.
The black bear who ran away was stronger. After Muzha fought for several rounds, he knew that he could not beat him. He turned around and left, shouting as he walked: "Why are you, a hairless black guy, so unreasonable?"
When the black bear spirit heard this, he became even more angry: "Baby, stop for me and see if I don't pluck your hair!"
The two fought and ran all the way, and just as the black bear spirit was running wildly, a Buddha's yelled: "Amitabha..."
I saw a female Bodhisattva descending from the sky!
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While they were fighting, a monk was riding a white horse and walking on the road to the west with a bitter look on his face. He finally walked out of the Grand Canyon where Wuzhishan had no more than the Wuzhi Mountain, and the white horse was already exhausted.
The golden-headed Jiedi, who was responsible for escorting Tang Monk, stepped forward and comforted, "Jin Chanzi, hold on for a while, and there will be a good life soon. In front of it is Yingchou Jian, where there is a white dragon. It is the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea. I am waiting for you under the order of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Chapter completed!