Chapter 201: Red-warmed, Wukong teased the child until he was red-warmed

"Nezha?" The Apricot Immortal grasped the point instantly. Is this the killing god Nezha he knew?

That can't be, right?

No, no, it shouldn't be. That Nezha had the appearance of a girl and was still a child.

Scaring himself, whew...

Tang An didn't care what the Apricot Immortal thought; she held Nezha's face to check and even reached out to test Nezha's forehead.

"Hiss~ He doesn't have a fever."

The fire in Nezha's eyes, the moment he met Tang An's gaze, was swallowed up by waves, leaving not even half a spark.

Of course, the sparks were gone, but his face was frighteningly red.

"He doesn't really have a fever, does he? Why is his face so hot?"

Tang An didn't say anything, but as soon as she did, Nezha panicked even more.

He hurriedly took a step back, turned around, and awkwardly stopped looking at Tang An.

"Master, Master." Sun Wukong flew over, looking at Nezha's appearance, and couldn't help but look up and laugh, laughing until he jumped up and slapped his thigh.

Yang Jian's suppressed emotions were also released to a certain extent at this moment, with a smile on his face.

"Don't laugh!" Nezha was about to catch fire again.

"Alright, alright, I won't laugh, I won't laugh." Sun Wukong covered his mouth, not letting himself laugh too loudly.

When Nezha saw Sun Wukong saying he wouldn't laugh but still secretly laughing, he was directly angered until he was red-warmed, and now he ignored everyone.

The more Sun Wukong saw Nezha angry, the more he wanted to laugh.

However, if he really angered Nezha, Nezha could really chase him and burn him with Samadhi True Fire. So Sun Wukong could only divert his attention, and then he could hold back his laughter.

"Master, how do you plan to deal with these few monsters?"

"Deal with them?" Tang An thought for a while and suddenly asked Sun Wukong: "What do you think?"

"Old Sun thinks?" Sun Wukong thought for a while. "Since they are monsters causing trouble in the mountains and have made a move on Master, why not just beat them to death with a stick and let them go to reincarnation."

The Apricot Immortal's soul was almost scared away upon hearing this. "We never intended to do evil; we just accidentally heard from passing monsters that eating the Destined One's meat could grant immortality."

"The little monster did have greed that shouldn't exist, but it only wanted to absorb some of the Destined One's essence. We never intended to take her life, let alone eat her meat."

"Please, Destined One, investigate clearly, investigate clearly."

The Apricot Immortal understood that only by begging Tang An would there be a way to survive.

So when he begged Tang An, he couldn't help but use a little bit of the beauty trap of a willow swaying in the wind.

"Oh my! Don't look at me like that; my Dao heart is very firm."

Although Tang An said her Dao heart was firm, her footsteps couldn't help but walk toward the Apricot Immortal.

Mainly because the Apricot Immortal was too good at pretending to be innocent. He was the kind of person that as soon as you saw him, you felt he definitely couldn't have done anything wrong.

Simply top-tier green tea in boiling water.

However, as soon as she walked over, the Apricot Immortal felt Nezha's murderous intent lock onto him again.

It scared the Apricot Immortal so much that he kept kneeling and retreating backward.

"No, why are you retreating?" A chain of moves? Playing hard to get at this time?

The Apricot Immortal was about to cry. Before she asked this question, shouldn't she turn around and look?

"Please, Destined One, leave a way for the little monster to survive."

The four demons including Eighteen Elders also ran over and knelt in front of Tang An to beg for mercy.

Tang An examined these few monsters and turned to look at Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, does the Erlang Zhenjun Mansion in Guanjiangkou lack a few handymen?"

Yang Jian didn't know why Tang An mentioned this, but he understood how to cooperate with Tang An.

"If Master wants to spare their lives and give them a chance to turn over a new leaf, they can be kept in the Erlang Zhenjun Mansion."

Tang An nodded and looked at the five tree demons in front of her.

"What about you guys? What do you think?"

The five of them looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"What? Are you guys picky?"

"No, no, no, no, no..." The five tree demons waved their hands and shook their heads.

Fuyunsou asked: "Is the Erlang Zhenjun Mansion in Guanjiangkou the residence of the Judicial God Yang Jian?"

"Didn't I say it clearly?" Tang An remembered she had said it very clearly.

Fuyunsou was sweating, his hands and feet soft. "So you... you are the Judicial God?"

Yang Jian looked at Xiaotian Quan. "Does this god not look like it?"

"No, no, no, no..." Fuyunsou couldn't even speak clearly.

Eighteen Elders hurriedly took over the conversation: "We just didn't expect that the dignified Judicial God would descend to the mortal world to escort the Destined One west!"

"Roar roar roar..." As soon as he finished speaking, Eighteen Elders' beard was pulled up by Tang An.

"You are the one going west, you guys are the ones going west!"

"We are on a Journey to the West, Journey to the West, understand? Traveling to the Western Lingshan, understand?"

Eighteen Elders raised his chin, answering in pain: "Understand, understand, understood."

"Hurry and ptooey ptooey ptooey."

"Ptooey ptooey ptooey." Although he didn't understand why, Eighteen Elders was very cooperative in his cowardice.

"That's more like it." Tang An let go of his beard. "You guys don't have to kneel anymore, get up." She always felt awkward being knelt to.

"As for your lives, we won't take them today."

"Xiaotian Quan, you are responsible for taking them to Guanjiangkou, send them there and come back."

"Woof!"

Xiaotian Quan barked, then flew up on a cloud, signaling the tree demons to follow quickly.

As for the other little monsters here, they were all trembling on the ground, not daring to move.

"Alright, you guys can all escape for your lives." Tang An was not a murderous person.

What's more, they were all little monsters transformed from plant spirits. Listening to the tree demons chanting poems every day, they hadn't learned any skills to kill people.

"Thank you, Destined One, thank you, Destined One." The little monsters kowtowed in gratitude and fled in all directions.

The Wood Immortal Nunnery, which was originally filled with immortal mist, was now left with only the four disciples and a table of spiritual herbs and supplements.

"Master, why arrange them to Guanjiangkou?" Yang Jian casually set up an array to prevent others from peeking.

Tang An examined a spiritual mushroom the size of a palm in her hand. "Because in the story I know, they were beaten to death by Wukong and Zhu Bajie."

"In our current scripture-seeking team, there is no Marshal Tianpeng. And I didn't take their lives."

"I want to see if their fate can be changed."

"I also want to see what kind of impact they will have on Guanjiangkou or your fate after they go to your place."

Yang Jian looked up and met Sun Wukong's eyes, seemingly understanding Tang An's intention instantly.

The sky turned white, and Xiaotian Quan brought the four demons to Guanjiangkou, the Erlang Zhenjun Mansion.

"From now on, you guys just honestly clean the courtyard here, and don't have any other thoughts."

"Obey the order of the Sun-Swallowing Divine Lord."

Xiaotian Quan was high-spirited and finally found a sense of presence in front of a few little monsters.

"By the way, just now Master's Master sent a sound transmission, saying that you should stay here, and there are other tasks."

"That is to set up some kind of crooked signal to collect information."

"If there is an emergency, you can crush this sound transmission talisman at any time to notify her."

Eighteen Elders took the sound transmission talisman, looking troubled.

They understood the information collection Xiaotian Quan mentioned. But what was a crooked signal? What did it mean?

"A crooked signal is... is..." Xiaotian Quan actually didn't understand it himself, but he couldn't lose face in front of a few little monsters.

"Right, Master's Master said it, that is for you to hold the tree branches high and contact your own kind."

Eighteen Elders was puzzled. "To contact our own kind, shouldn't we use our roots to touch the earth and summon the spirit of grass and trees?"

"Oh my!" Xiaotian Quan was anxious. "Master's Master said it like that; if you can't do it, it means your strength is not enough and needs to be strengthened, understand!"

"Understand, understand, understand."

Regardless of whether they really understood, they had to say they understood at this time.

As for holding the tree branches high, they would study it later; anyway, as long as it didn't delay the collection of information, they shouldn't be punished too much, right?