Chapter 936

Westbound.

The restless Monkey King, while Tang Seng was bathing in the river, turned over to Huaguo Mountain and looked around. Looking back, he saw Tang Seng sitting by the river to roast fish and sprinkle a handful of cumin powder from time to time. The smell came to his nostrils.

The monkey king flew down with a blank face and said in surprise, "master, you are a monk! Why do you kill and eat meat every day? "

"To eat fish as a teacher is not to kill, but to spend."

Tang Monk seriously sprinkled cumin on his face and always paid attention to the heat. Godfather said that the most important thing for grilled fish is the heat. As long as you master the heat and then sprinkle seasoning, the grilled fish will be very delicious.

Yes, of course.

The food here is delicious, but relative.

No matter how delicious he makes, it's not as good as one tenth of Godfather's.

However, it's OK to deal with the stomach. It's always better than the food from fortune. Some farmers who tamp down may give some good things, but most people don't have enough rations. What they can give is sweet potatoes, white rice, vegetable soup and so on.

Eating these is better than self-sufficiency.

It's not that you can't catch fish and pick fruit.

Therefore, he seldom went to fortune, and even didn't bother to borrow the night.

Because Godfather gave him a camping tent, where he went, it was convenient to store, and it was a necessary thing to perform at home.

"Master, don't fool my grandson. Killing is killing. You're a ghost!" The monkey king sat down and stared at the roast fish.

"Wukong, as a teacher, every time he kills, he will silently recite the Tibetan Sutra - samsara. After they die, they can reincarnate as human beings. What is this

Tang Monk looked like a natural.

In his opinion, being a man in the next life is the best measure of life.

Like this crucian carp on the grill, it has lived for hundreds of years. Without his degree, it will certainly embark on the road of cannibalism and harm, and become a monster of fear in all parts of the country.

Evil spirits will be sent to the 18th floor of hell after death.

Isn't it a measure to end the life of the old crucian carp in advance and give the other party a chance to reincarnate?

"Is it better to be a man than a demon?"

The monkey king subconsciously asked such a question.

Before making trouble in the heavenly palace, he was also a big demon. After making trouble in the heavenly palace, he mixed with a nameless great saint of Qi Tian. Fortunately, with the establishment of the heavenly court, no one would regard him as a monster.

But his appearance, in the eyes of mortals, is a monster, a frightening existence.

But he didn't care. Instead, he felt pity for mankind.

Because people only have a short life span of one hundred years. If they encounter a little powerful little demon, they will become rations and die miserably in their belly. Most demons can live for a long time. As long as they are honest and don't provoke the existence that they can't afford, or eat people recklessly, they usually won't be fine.

After all, in ancient times, communication was blocked and transportation was underdeveloped. Homicides in rural areas were basically investigated by village heads or respected elderly people. After making a conclusion, they were buried.

It's easier for monsters to eat people. Just tell people not to go out at night. They won't report unless they die one after another.

If the little demon is wise and knows enough, or changes places with one shot, he can basically live very comfortably.

"All creatures have spirituality, and man is the primate of all things. He is born in accordance with the spirituality of heaven and earth and has the inherent spirituality and spirit. Demons are ignorant and only know the immediate interests. Few demons know how to practice. Of course, they are not better than people."

Then the Tang Monk divided one-third of the roasted fish and handed it to the opposite Sun Wukong, saying, "Wukong, your Buddhist practice is not enough, you can't eat more. If not, go and pick some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger."

“……”

Monkey King stared and doubted that master did it not because he had not studied Buddhism, but because he wanted to eat more.

Come on!

This greedy monk!

But my grandson hasn't eaten anything good. He didn't care how much he wanted to eat the flat peaches and nectar in the sky!

Just

Although the fish is not greedy enough, the hand of master's storage bag tore the tiger meat. It's really fragrant.

I can't stop eating once. Damn it, the greedy monk doesn't give much. He only gives a little at a time, and it's not enough to plug his teeth

"Why don't I kill a tiger and ask Shifu to do more?"

Monkey is an acute person. Do it when you think of it.

This is not, even the fish didn't finish eating, so he flew to the sky and looked at the tiger demon with golden eyes. The tiger is the bully in the mountain. There is usually only one tiger demon in every place.

After looking for a while, monkey king called a tiger spirit hundreds of miles away.

"Dong!"

Flying back to the camp, the monkey king saw that the tiger was thrown to the ground, gathered in front of the master Tang Monk and said, "master, I don't think you have much hand torn tiger meat. You specially beat a tiger. Look... When will you take some time to make all the meat on the tiger into hand torn meat?"

"I can't do that."

Tang Monk shook his head and said, "my hand is made by Godfather. He won't come until more than 20 days, tiger! You try to save it. If you can release it, you can release it. You can't peel it. Make yourself a tiger skin coat, and then cut off the tiger whip and leave it for your teacher to stew tomorrow night. "

Hearing this, the monkey king scratched his head and said, "the tiger is dead. It's impossible to release him. He can only peel and cut haw, but... Master, my old sun can't make clothes!"

"Then you peel off the skin and make a dress for you."

"Thank you, master."

Monkey King was so happy that he quickly became busy.

It took less than half an hour to peel off the skin, cut the tiger whip and release the tiger meat into the river.

"Wukong, throw the tiger whip into the pot to blanch water, almost pick it up, drench it dry, and then put it into the purple gold bowl as a teacher."

"And you?"

"Of course I'll make clothes for you."

The Tang Monk dried the tiger skin with a spell, then threaded a needle and thread and sewed clothes.

Sun Wukong blanched the tiger whip as instructed.

"When I was walking in the world, I heard that tiger whip and deer whip can nourish your human kidney..." Sun Wukong said while boiling water: "master, you don't want anywhere else. You want a tiger whip. Is there a problem with your kidney? Would you like me to find a doctor to help you? "

“……”

Tang Seng pulled the corners of his mouth.

After spending some time to suppress the impulse to beat the monkey, Tang monk said silently, "Wukong, you are naughty again!"

"Master, I'm serious! If there is a problem, you have to see it in time. If you delay it for a long time, it will be more serious. " Monkey king looked like I was for you and made fun of his master.

"If you still want to eat hand torn tiger meat in the future, shut up."

This sentence has great lethality. The naughty monkey immediately closed his mouth and honestly became a tool monkey to blanch water for the tiger whip.

Tang Monk sewed a tiger skin skirt, sat on his knees under the tree, closed his eyes and practiced Buddhism. Monkey king tried on the tiger skin skirt. It looked loose, but it fitted very well. He jumped up and down happily