Chapter 213: Holy crap? Swindling me, Tang An?

Everyone was already accustomed to Tang An's alcohol tolerance.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha looked at each other and laughed it off.

"Better cover Master with a quilt." Sun Wukong took a quilt out of Tang An's Universe Bag and covered Tang An.

Nezha pointed to Tang An's head. "Pillow."

"Right, right, right, pillow." Wukong took out the pillow and let Tang An lie on the table.

She lay there sleeping soundly, while they sat at the same table, drinking and making merry. Outside, there was also the clamor of ten thousand lights.

"Actually, this is very good." Nezha suddenly said this.

"Yes, very good." Yang Jian clinked glasses with them, seeming filled with emotion.

Sun Wukong drank it down and shivered.

"Old Sun doesn't know what is good and what is not."

"But Master is good, you are good, and Old Sun is good, hehe~" He picked up the wine pot and drank, feeling very happy.

The three talked and laughed, which was a rare moment of true relaxation.

Suddenly, Tang An raised her head sharply and grabbed Nezha's arm.

Nezha was startled but let Tang An pull him.

"Come here." Tang An beckoned groggily.

Nezha cleared his throat in a low voice but still leaned over.

"Have you... ever thought about changing your dad?"

"Ah?"

This question stunned all three of them.

"I mean, have you ever thought about having a good dad?"

"A Li Jing who is very, very good to you and is willing to give his life for you."

"Ah?"

Nezha didn't understand why Tang An suddenly mentioned Li Jing again, but his hatred for Li Jing had long been vented, so he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

Tang An didn't hold steady and almost fell over.

Nezha quickly supported her and helped her steady.

"I mean." Tang An pressed his arm, letting him listen to her carefully. "Actually, in a parallel world, you have a very, very good family."

"Later, when there is time later, I will take you to see it."

Tang An smiled foolishly, her face flushed with drunkenness.

Nezha didn't understand what Tang An was saying at all, and based on his experience, he couldn't imagine what kind of scene that would be.

"And you, Wukong." Tang An said as she leaned forward. "I'll get you another Golden Cudgel, smashing the Heavenly Court on one side and Lingshan on the other, how good that would be."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong scratched his cheeks, only assuming Tang An was having another beautiful dream.

"Yang Jian, right, Yang Jian." Tang An propped her head and thought. "What should I give Yang Jian?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, wait for me to think, I'll... think..."

Forget it, she fell asleep again.

The three looked at each other, feeling very happy.

This light atmosphere continued until one place.

Near Qijue Mountain.

After arriving at the boundary of Qijue Mountain, no one could laugh anymore.

"So, stinky!!!"

Tang An stuffed two paper balls into her nose to avoid smelling the stench.

As a result, when she opened her mouth to breathe, oh boy, it was even more overwhelming, almost making her vomit.

"Ugh~"

"Ugh~"

Tang An was choked to tears and hurriedly looked for magic treasures in her Universe Bag, looking for magic treasures that could isolate odors.

"Master, this, this." Sun Wukong helped her find a treasure, which was the Hundred Fragrance Bead from the Dragon Palace.

It was usually worn by demons in the sea to cover up their own fishy smell. This object had a very strong effect of isolating breath and odor.

Only when the Hundred Fragrance Bead was taken out did Tang An feel that she had returned to normal breathing and finally felt better.

"Distribute some, distribute some." Tang An also found one for each of the three, otherwise they would be smoked to death by the stench before being caught by the demon.

"Master, where have we arrived?" Yang Jian was very strange; why would such a heavy stench drift here, permeating the mountains and plains, lingering for a long time?

Tang An opened the map to look.

"Qijue Mountain, almost at Qijue Mountain."

She was trying hard to think about which demon this tribulation was. But she might have been oxygen-deprived from the stench just now and didn't remember for a moment.

"Let's go, find a restaurant or inn to stay first, and ask around."

Tang An and her group walked for more than ten miles at the foot of the mountain and came to a place with people.

This place was called Tuoluo Village.

"Tuoluo Village, Xishi Hollow, no wonder it's so stinky."

The original text recorded that the eight-hundred-mile Xishi Hollow was formed by persimmons that grew on Qijue Mountain all year round and were never picked or eaten. Over the years, it became Xishi Hollow.

If they wanted to pass, if they couldn't ride the clouds and mist, it would really be not only troublesome but disgusting.

"No, this tribulation must catch the demon; we must have a live one."

The people passing by in twos and threes on the street heard Tang An say that and even thought Tang An was crazy.

They were all in danger, afraid of being caught by the demon. She was good, still thinking about catching the demon, and wanted a live one.

Sun Wukong withdrew his Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze. "There is indeed some demonic energy lingering over that Xishi Hollow."

"If Master is in a hurry to pass the pass, then Old Sun will go and capture the demon first?"

"Okay." For this tribulation, Tang An didn't even want to pretend; she just wanted to pass quickly.

Sun Wukong nodded and was about to fly away, but a little Daoist suddenly appeared in front of him.

That little Daoist looked neat, but he always felt like he had an unreliable charlatan temperament.

"I heard that several people are going to catch demons; I wonder if you are fellow Daoists?"

Tang An sized up this little Daoist; she didn't expect to meet a new NPC here, huh?

The key was that this little Daoist looked too much like a charlatan; was he planning to swindle her?

"Let me guess, are you going to say I'm going to have a bloody disaster?"

"Hey!" The little Daoist was startled by Tang An, then apologized to the Patriarch, as if asking them not to hold it against Tang An. "Fellow Daoist, you can't talk nonsense."

"Then what do you want?"

"Me? I want..." The little Daoist wanted to come over sneakily, but... he couldn't come over.

"Oh my, fellow Daoists, you don't know how fierce the demon in this area is."

"Do you know that in these few years, how many demon-slayers have died to eliminate this demon? Even I, a little Daoist, dare not act rashly."

"I advise you all not to act rashly."

Sun Wukong sized up the little Daoist. "Oh? Which Daoist temple are you from, who is your master? What is your background?"

Why did he ask? Because Sun Wukong had already seen the little Daoist's weight; he was basically a little liar who might not even know magic. So, he teased him on purpose.

The little Daoist straightened his robes and said solemnly, "I am a disciple of the Great Tang Princess, the Destined One Tang An."

"Huh? Compared to Master, my master is also Li..."

"Wait a minute!" Tang An once thought she had auditory hallucinations. "Who did you just say?"

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha also looked at Tang An one after another, as if asking her, where did she collect this little disciple? When?

"A disciple of Lishan Laomu, the Destined One, Tang An!"

He was even high-spirited and vigorous? He was even proud of it?

"Holy crap?" Tang An took out the Golden Brick directly from the Universe Bag. A scholar can be killed but not humiliated; an uncle can endure it, but an aunt cannot!

It was one thing to swindle her, but to swindle her in front of her face?

"Come, you stand there, I promise not to beat you to death, come." ===== CHAPTER 214 =====