Chapter 214: If it really doesn't work, should I pull Marshal Tianpeng down again?

"Hey, how can you be so rude, so rude!" The little Daoist was so scared he hid behind Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong hurriedly helped to block it. "Master, calm down, calm down. He is just a mortal; if you hit him with that brick, his head will bloom."

Tang An pointed at the little Daoist. "You come out, come, I won't hit you, come."

The little Daoist shrank his neck. "You woman, why do you suddenly want to hit people?"

"Huh?" Tang An laughed in anger. "I want to hit people? You swindled me in front of my face, and you still blame me for wanting to hit people?"

Sss~

Don't say, he actually had a bit of her demeanor, huh?

"You come over first, explain clearly, when did I accept you as a disciple?"

"You? Fellow Daoist is?"

Tang An hummed smugly. "I am not talented, I am exactly the Great Tang Princess you speak of, and the Destined One, Tang An, disciple of Lishan Laomu."

The little Daoist looked at Tang An, then at Sun Wukong and the others.

"Hehe..."

"Don't, don't joke."

This wasn't funny, really not funny.

Tang An went over and grabbed the little Daoist's ear, making him gasp in pain.

"Speak, how many people have you swindled using my name?"

"Yo ho ho..." The little Daoist looked at Tang An. "Are you really that Destined One?"

"Nonsense, if I'm not, are you?"

"No, no, no." The little Daoist didn't forget to bow and salute while in pain.

"I was just forced by circumstances to use your disciple's name; I ask the Princess to forgive me."

Tang An let go of the little Daoist. "Oh?"

"If you are really people traveling to the West, can we speak in private?"

"Okay, let's go." Tang An actually followed this little Daoist.

Before leaving, she gave Sun Wukong a look, telling him not to catch the demon first.

Led by the little Daoist, Tang An and her group came to a house.

The old man in the house was full of sorrow, looking dull, as if he had lost his soul.

"Old man, this time I really brought you some capable people."

The little Daoist was familiar when entering the door, and when the old man heard his voice, hope seemed to reignite in his eyes.

"You, you all, can catch demons?" The old man sized up the few people in front of him; except for a monkey-like demon and a young woman, the remaining two looked like they really had some ability.

Tang An sat down on her own. "Is your son named Changsheng, and was he swept away by a demonic wind?"

The old man was stunned and was about to kneel to Tang An.

"Living immortal, living immortal!"

"Save our Changsheng, my son is truly an innocent victim."

Sun Wukong stepped forward to help the old man up and advised him to speak well.

Tang An propped her chin, feeling that this tribulation was boring.

"Wukong, Nezha, you two go?"

No matter how powerful that snake demon was, it wouldn't be enough for them to fight.

After beating the snake demon, they could continue on the road, which could speed up the progress of the Eighty-One Tribulations.

"Master, don't panic." The little Daoist spoke.

"Hmm?" Tang An took out the Golden Brick, and the little Daoist hurriedly changed his words.

"Princess, don't panic, don't panic." The little Daoist signaled Tang An to speak in private again.

Then, they all went outside the courtyard to listen to the little Daoist explain in detail.

It turned out that in these years, many people in Tuoluo Village had been harmed by demons. How many masters and Daoists had died because of the demon.

The little Daoist didn't want the tragedy to repeat, so he used Tang An's name to scare away the demon-slayers passing by, letting them know the difficulties and retreat.

If he could really test out a few capable people, he could gather a force to drive away the snake demon together.

But he didn't expect that in just a few days, he would have waited for Tang An and the others to arrive.

"Wait a minute." Tang An interrupted him. "You are a bit too AI-like, aren't you?"

"First, how do you know my name? Second, coincidences are not books, but what you said, isn't it all too coincidental?"

The little Daoist smiled naively. "Princess, you don't know, actually, I am also from the Great Tang."

"In my Great Tang, the legends about you, Princess, are praised by countless storytellers, and the people talk about them with relish."

"On the road to the West, the demons and ghosts who dared to confront you never gained any advantage."

"Therefore, I also yearned for it, following your path westward to travel, act chivalrously, and see the great rivers and mountains, human feelings and landscapes."

"I also hoped that one day, I could really meet you in person; that would be the greatest blessing in my life."

Tang An sized up the little Daoist's eyes; there was a feeling that I knew you were pretending, but your rainbow farts made me feel very comfortable.

"You are a mortal, how can you keep up with our pace?"

The little Daoist knew Tang An didn't believe him, so he took out an object.

"This is a magic tool, which I obtained by chance, and can travel a thousand miles a day."

"Unfortunately, my cultivation is not high, and I can never control this magic tool, so the place where I fall is completely out of my control."

"Isn't that so, a few days ago I fell here, learned that there was a demon rampant here, and decided to stay here and not leave, to see if I could help the local people eliminate the demon."

Tang An sized up the little Daoist, her mouth with a smile, and a bit of teasing.

Acting in front of her, playing little tricks, he really played in the right place.

"Finished?"

"Finished."

"So what do you want to do?"

"I want!" The little Daoist excitedly wanted to approach Tang An, but was blocked by a spear. "I, I want to go with you; I know where that place is."

Tang An signaled Nezha not to be nervous. "Okay." She wanted to see what the purpose of this little Daoist, who didn't have a single honest word in his mouth, was.

As for whether he was the bait for the python demon, Tang An didn't care at all.

This set of tricks in front of their master and disciples was equivalent to playing for nothing.

Since they wanted to pass the tribulation, and since the person had been delivered to the door, then let's go.

"Master." Yang Jian was still worried. "Why don't you and Nezha stay here, and I'll go with Monkey Brother?"

"No need." Tang An could see that the little Daoist had wanted her to go with him from beginning to end.

"Then let's go." Just treat it as playing a speedrun.

"Hey! Okay, okay!" The little Daoist was very happy, even a little excited.

Don't say, he really had a feeling of excitement about going to eliminate demons with his idol.

Unfortunately, Tang An saw four words: true and false mixed.

"Old man, don't worry, if your son was really caught by a demon and is still alive, we will bring him back."

"Oh my, thank you living immortal, thank you living immortal!"

The old man watched Tang An ride a nine-tailed fox and disappear with them, only then did he know that he had really met a living immortal.

He hurriedly knelt and kowtowed, and regretted his poor hospitality just now.

Qijue Mountain, Xishi Cave.

Flying all the way, Tang An looked at the rotten mud of persimmons all over the mountains and plains, and really had a feeling of physical discomfort.

No, this time, no matter what, she had to find two demons with big appetites to clean this thing up before hitting the road.

If the python demon couldn't eat it, it would be fine to find a wild boar demon elsewhere.

If it really doesn't work, should I pull Marshal Tianpeng down again? ===== CHAPTER 215 =====