Chapter 72: What! You still want me to be a free laborer for stealing the pagoda?

"Disciples, why don't you hurry up and kill the monster!" The green lion demon transformed into Tang An's appearance, asking Nezha and the three to kill the real Tang An.

But in fact, he didn't know that Nezha, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong didn't need to open any Heavenly Eye or Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze at all. Just by the green lion demon opening his mouth, they immediately distinguished who was real and who was fake.

"Hehe~" Tang An's standard cheap smile was just right.

"You want to be Tang An, sure." Tang An was still very generous, "Like this, I'll give you a suggestion."

"You fly to the Heavenly Court now and find Li Jing. As long as you steal, rob, or coax the pagoda in his hand, from now on, you are Tang An herself."

"What do you think of this idea?"

"No..." The green lion demon almost blurted out "not good," but as long as he said it, wouldn't that be equivalent to revealing his identity directly?

"Why should I let you? I am Tang An, you are the monster!"

"Three disciples, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and kill the monster!"

He was almost led astray by Tang An, and almost became a free laborer for stealing the pagoda.

But it was useless even if he realized it; Nezha and the three didn't pay attention to the order to kill the monster at all.

The green lion demon was almost sweating with anxiety. Their attitude toward Tang An before wasn't like this. How come when it came to him, they seemed to automatically ignore him?

Tang An looked at the various expressions of "herself," holding back her laughter very hard.

"Like this, since you say you are Tang An, you have to say something to prove yourself. After all, a Destined One can't be killed casually."

"As long as you can prove that you are Tang An, they will listen to your suggestion and kill me."

The green lion demon thought it made sense, but he ignored one thing.

Tang An had never thought of proving herself from beginning to end.

Her confidence came not only from the confidence of holding the script to pass the eighty-one tribulations, but also from the tacit cooperation with the three disciples on weekdays, and the blessing of her unique temperament that others couldn't imitate.

Whoever wants to pretend to be her, and pretend to be like her, is really difficult.

"In that case, how do you prove that you are Tang An?" The green lion demon asked Tang An.

Tang An thought for a moment, "I know our Wukong has one thing he least wants to mention."

"I know too." The green lion demon immediately indicated that he knew the answer to this question.

"Oh? You tell me first."

"Why isn't it you telling me first?"

"Of course, I'm afraid that after I say it, his Golden Cudgel will beat you to death in minutes, and even scatter your ashes and soul, and will definitely not give you a chance to spread it."

"Ah?" The green lion demon was stunned for a moment. Has mentioning the word "Bi Ma Wen" in front of Sun Wukong reached the point of paying such a painful price?

"Then... change one, change Yang Jian."

A flash of surprise flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. It seems that the green lion demon knew their backgrounds and origins very well.

Did Wenshu Bodhisattva tell him? To let him prepare in advance?

"Fine, changing to Yang Jian is also fine." Tang An thought for a moment, "Then tell me, what is his nephew's name?"

"His neph? Ah?" The green lion demon had a small head and big question marks. This question was clearly out of bounds!

Does Yang Jian have a nephew? When? Did his sister violate the Heavenly Law?

Wow, is their family's ancestral tradition to beat the uncle?

"Wrong answer." Tang An shrugged, and a golden brick appeared in her hand.

The golden brick looked ordinary and wealthy, and on the front and back of the golden brick were two large vermilion characters indented.

One is "Reason," and the other is "Virtue."

"Slap!"

Tang An slapped the green lion demon on the back of the head with a brick from behind.

The green lion demon was still stunned, still thinking about Yang Jian's nephew, when he was hit by Tang An's golden brick, staggered two steps, and fell face down on the ground.

"What... is that!" He lay on the ground and looked up, looking a bit embarrassed.

A mortal, holding a small golden brick, actually hurt him!

"This is the word 'Reason,' don't you recognize it?"

"Reason???"

"Convincing people with reason, is it hard to understand?"

"Are you sure it's convincing people with reason? Not convincing people with force???"

"It's all the same, it's all the same." Tang An put away the golden brick, "Come, want to play? Continue."

The green lion demon climbed up from the ground, also provoked by the beating, and he didn't believe in this evil.

"Do you dare to play a big game with me? Neither of us speaks; if they can still distinguish you from me, I am willing to be your mount!"

As long as Tang An doesn't speak, he doesn't believe they can distinguish!

"You? I don't like you; I have our family's Jiuyue."

"Then what do you want to bet?"

"Bet... if you lose, after you go back with Wenshu Bodhisattva, empty out all his treasures and bring them down to me."

The green lion demon's face was terrified, "You actually know..."

"I know, and what I know is perhaps much more than you think." Tang An rubbed her wrists, looking like she was warming up before a fight. "So, do you still want to bet?"

The green lion demon's eyes were full of panic and anxiety; he didn't know if what Tang An said was true or false. But what she showed seemed to be that she really knew a lot in advance.

"I..." He wanted to run, but before his figure moved, Nezha, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong surrounded him in a triangle, trapping him in this courtyard.

Did he still have a choice?

Clearly, in front of the bright Golden Cudgel, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear, and Fire-Tipped Spear, he had no choice.

"Bet."

He also saw that the so-called bet didn't matter at all. Nezha and the others were completely like they were spoiling Tang An to have fun.

And unfortunately, he was the one being played.

"Shape-shifting!"

"Shape-shifting!"

To ensure he wouldn't be easily recognized, the green lion demon even used the shape-shifting method twice.

Two identical Tang Ans were now in front of Nezha and the others; neither of them spoke, and even their expressions were almost the same. If they really wanted to distinguish quickly, it was really a bit difficult.

Of course, that's for others.

For Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha, the moment the shape-shifting ended, their eyes had already clearly identified Tang An's position.

No need to open the Heavenly Eye, let alone anything else.

It was based on their respective sharpness, and the tacit understanding formed between master and disciple since the journey west. Distinguishing between the real and fake Tang An was the easiest thing.

After all, her characteristics, even without speaking or having expressions, just by looking at her eyes and temperament, could be distinguished at a glance.

Nezha deliberately walked a few steps forward, circling the two people, seemingly exploring which one was the real and fake Tang An.

The green lion demon's attention was focused on Nezha, and he was very nervous inside.

Suddenly, Tang An pointed to the sky and shouted: "Look, Wenshu Bodhisattva is here!"

The green lion demon subconsciously looked up in surprise, but it was the moment he looked up that his brain went "Buzz!"

Finished! Fell into the trap! ===== CHAPTER 73 =====