Seeing Guanyin coming, Ao Guang did not dare to be negligent and hurried to welcome her into the Dragon Palace.

"Dragon King, has Sun Wukong ever been to the Dragon Palace?" asked Guanyin.

"He's here, just left!" Ao Guang said, "I told the monkey the story of the three steps on the bridge as you instructed. He listened to me and returned to escort Jin Chanzi, saying he wanted to achieve immortality."

Hearing this, Guanyin nodded slightly and looked at the painting of the Abashi Sanjinli.

Although it was a little different from the plan, it was basically the same and everything was back on track.

"How many days has he been with you?" asked Guanyin.

"In less than two days." Ao Guang said, holding up two fingers.

"Why only two days? Did he tell me where he went two days ago?"

"Someone mentioned that he went to the human world, got some wine and got drunk, and was late for two days." Ao Guang said.

"I see."

Guanyin nodded, and the time now matched.

"The journey to the west is urgent. I am leaving now."

"Farewell, Bodhisattva." The Dragon King bid farewell respectfully.

After sending Guanyin away, Ao Guangcai completely collapsed on the dragon throne. The great gods were fighting, and he and the little fairies were in danger.

This is not easy to deal with.

As long as the catastrophe does not affect the East China Sea and the Dragon Palace, he will just cooperate with them as they please.

…

At this time, Jin Chanzi was leading the skinny horse and walking forward under the scorching sun.

It is now the fifth day since Sun Wukong left. After leaving Chenjia Village, Jin Chanzi rode his horse all the way west.

These days, he suddenly missed the process of being protected by Sun Wukong while traveling.

No need to worry about wild beasts and bandits.

"That day, perhaps my tone was a little harsh. That monkey was reckless, but he did have some magical powers. I don't know if he will come back. If he does, it might be a good idea to forgive him."

Talking to himself all the way, Jin Chanzi sighed.

Phew!

A horse neighed, and Jin Chanzi, who was riding a horse, stumbled and fell off.

As soon as he looked up, he saw six strong men, holding spears, sharp blades and strong bows, blocking his way.

The six people have strange shapes.

One has big copper bell eyes, one has fan-shaped ears, one has a big nose with a black mole, one has thick lips and a big tongue, one has a big bald head, and one has a big muscular man.

Seeing this, Jin Chanzi was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits and dared not speak a word.

"A monk came today, he seems nice."

Six men surrounded him and sneered at Jin Chanzi. Seeing that there was no one around, they immediately took action.

Two men held their knives to Jin Chanzi's neck, while the other four went to check on the luggage and horses.

After taking away the luggage and horses, the four of them gathered around and looked down at Jin Chanzi who was sitting on the ground.

Suddenly, the man with protruding ears' eyes lit up and he tugged at the sleeve of the muscular man next to him.

"Boss, I suddenly remembered something."

"What's up?"

"When I went to the county town to buy supplies, I heard in the Daxia Daily that there was a monk who was going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. He was the reincarnation of a disciple of the Buddha, who had practiced for ten lifetimes. Eating his flesh could grant immortality and cure all diseases."

"Is there such a thing?" the muscular man said in shock.

"Why not? In this era when spiritual energy is revived and immortals and gods have descended, isn't immortality a natural thing for human beings?" said the man with the big ears.

As soon as these words were spoken, the other five people nodded, and there was a different look in their eyes when they looked at Jin Chanzi.

"There have been a lot of strange monks traveling west to seek Buddhist scriptures recently. Are you sure it's this?" the muscular man asked uncertainly.

"Boss, why do you care so much? We can't defeat other monks or intercept them, but we can defeat this one. Take him back, then cut off his flesh and feed it to the sick people to see if it can cure all diseases. Will it be verified soon?" said the man with the black mole and the big nose.

“That makes sense!”

The muscular man immediately gave a thumbs up.

"Tie him up and take him back."

The five men worked together, tied up Jin Chanzi's hands and feet, carried him on horseback, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, little thief, you're quick and nimble."

A strange sound was heard and the six people were shocked.

When I looked up, I saw a figure jumping down from the tree. It was Sun Wukong.

Seeing Sun Wukong, Jin Chanzi was overjoyed.

"Goku, save me."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I promised Guanyin that you won't die." Sun Wukong smiled and waved his hands, crossing his chest and stepped forward: "You little thieves, quickly release them and get out of here. I, Sun Wukong, can still spare your lives."

"What a big tone." The muscular man snorted coldly.

"I'm too lazy to bother with you guys." Sun Wukong chuckled.

Under normal circumstances, he might have teased these petty thieves, but after knowing that escorting Jin Chanzi to the West was a trap set by the Buddhist sect, he had no such intention.

Since it is a trap, all the disasters along the way are arranged, so just kill them all.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong took out his golden cudgel and blew towards the six people.

"Certainly!"

In an instant, the expressions of the six people changed in shock.

And Sun Wukong's golden cudgel was already in front of them.

In just six hits, all six thieves fell to the ground and turned into corpses.

"untie!"

Sun Wukong kicked the six corpses aside and blew on the cloth that bound Jin Chanzi's hands and feet.

After losing his restraints, Jin Chanzi struggled a few times and fell off the horse. When he touched the corpse and blood at hand, Jin Chanzi's expression changed drastically.

"Wukong, why did you kill again?"

"What do you mean by 'again'? I, Old Sun, am here to save you." Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong felt a little angry.

Just now you fell into the hands of thieves and they wanted to eat you, but now you blame me for murder.

What's the reason for this?

"I taught you last time that even if these bandits are guilty, they won't be punished with death if they're handed over to the authorities. You're so disregarding human life. What will happen if they enter the city and slaughter innocent people? Even if they want to eat me, my death would only mean the death of one person, but they'd risk six lives."

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