Journey to the West: The beginning is a million-year cultivation base

Zhu Bajie: "Bodhisattva, how are you doing?"

Guanyin: "After you left, no one came in!"

Zhu Bajie: "That's strange, why is Master gone?"

Make a wish: "Perhaps, Master came back to life and ran away by himself?"

Avalokitesvara: "Impossible! After being steamed and eating a mouthful of meat, how could it be revived?"

Make a wish: "Master Hongfu is equal to the sky, it is really possible."

Guanyin: "Wukong, you don't need to comfort me, it's impossible."

Make a wish: "Sister Guanyin, it's really possible. Why don't we make a bet?"

Guanyin was taken aback, wanting to bet.

However, he felt that Sun Wukong was very evil, so he didn't dare to bet with him.

Because, bet with him, never won.

Guanyin: "You want to bet with Ao Run."

Ao Run: "Great Sage, the old dragon knows that you are trying to comfort us, but..."

Make a wish: "It's really not to comfort you. My old grandson counts, and the master seems to be still angry. If you don't believe me, you can bet with me!"

Ao Run: "Okay! Great Sage, I will bet with you. If you win, all the treasures of my Dragon Palace will belong to you!"

Make a wish: "Okay! Be bold! If I lose, the golden cudgel will be yours!"

Ao Run: "..."

Ao Run was speechless.

The golden cudgel is your standard equipment, even if you give it to me, I dare not take it!

However, thinking that if Jin Chanzi didn't die, he would not be considered a loss, the interests of the dragon clan would not be harmed, and he and the little dragon would survive.

In front of life, baby is not worth mentioning.

Therefore, Ao Run felt that it was not a loss.

In other words, secretly, wishing to pluck out a hair, and drifting towards the little dragon's bedroom.

In the room, the vellus hair turned into a three-inch tall villain.

The little man untied the bag that bound Tang Sanzang, took away the smelly sock stuffed in his mouth, and tied the bag again.

After a laugh, the three-inch-tall man kicked Tang Sanzang lightly on the forehead.

"Ouch!"

Tang Sanzang suffered from pain and woke up.

"Help! Help!"

"Where is this? Where's the monster?"

"Wukong, Bajie, Wujing, where are you? Help!"

"Come and save me as a teacher!"

"Where is this?! It's so dark!"

......

Tang Sanzang yelled and screamed, while breaking free to open the bag, kicking his hands and feet on the bed with a bang.

Guanyin's ears immediately perked up: "Huh? I seem to have heard the voice of the holy monk?"

Hui'an Walker Mu Zha listened carefully, and echoed: "Master, I seem to have heard the voice of the holy monk!"

Ao Run, Dragon King of the West Sea: "Huh? It seems to be true! Could it be that the holy monk is really not dead?"

Make a wish: "Well, it seems that Master has come back to life! Let's go, let's follow the sound to find it."

Tang Sanzang originally made a wish to hide him, so he is naturally familiar with finding him.

Soon, making a wish brought everyone to the door of Xiao Zilong's bedroom.

Cold sweat dripped from the back of the little dragon, what's going on? !

Obviously Tang Sanzang was steamed by himself, how could he still come back to life? !

"Help!"

"Come on, help!"

"Is there anyone, help the poor monk."

"Wukong, Bajie, Wujing, I miss you so much as a teacher!"

......

Tang San hid in the bag under the bed and kept calling for help.

"boom!"

Make a wish and kick open the door of Xiao Zilong's bedroom.

"Master, we heard your voice. We are here to save you!"

Make a wish and rush to the forefront.

He lifted the big bed, revealing a big bag.

With a wave of his wishing hand, the rope on the bag was untied, and Tang Sanzang's head poked out.

Xiao Naolong was stunned.

What the hell!

Why is Tang Sanzang in his room? !

Also, why didn't he die?

Make a wish and shout: "Master, you are saved!"