Chapter 77: Red Boy: I'm still a child, don't your consciences hurt?

"So Red Boy is actually my nephew?" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Nezha happily. "Brother Nezha, don't break my nephew; I can't explain it to my big brother."

"Didn't hit him." Nezha brought Red Boy out of the woods.

But looking at Red Boy's appearance, he was even more ashamed and angry than being beaten.

Why?

It turned out that Nezha summoned the Earth God, borrowed some messy rags from the Earth God, and wrapped Red Boy up, wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis, tightly and airtight.

Oh no, it could be considered that a head was exposed, but it seemed to have been silenced.

"Mmm~ mmm mmm~"

Red Boy struggled, squirmed, and protested.

And then, he was waterily hung back on the tree by Nezha.

"Mmm!!!"

Is there such a thing? Is there such a way to treat a monster? And hung him back, returning the goods?

Does he, the Holy Infant King, not need face!

Tang An watched from the side and almost laughed. Sure enough, bear children are the best at dealing with bear children. Nezha is quite a nemesis for Red Boy.

"Hey, by the way, you haven't answered my doubt yet, so is Red Boy really Bull Demon King's child? Does he have anything to do with Laojun?"

Laojun burning the furnace in the Heavenly Court: "Achoo!"

Taishang Laojun seemed to be able to perceive that he was being talked about, and immediately pinched his fingers to calculate.

After a while, Taishang Laojun's face twitched; that was clearly calculating how Tang An was arranging him.

"Heart is as clear as water, clear water is the heart, the breeze does not rise, the waves are not surprised..."

"Sin, the Destined One actually forced this old Daoist to recite the Heart-Clearing Mantra; good skill, good skill!"

In the mortal world, the four disciples.

Sun Wukong leaned close to Tang An; this was clearly a posture for eating melons in a low voice.

Yang Jian and Nezha immediately leaned over; it wasn't that they liked listening to gossip, they mainly wanted to know how chaotic Red Boy's family was.

"Master, whether Red Boy is the child of my sworn brother Bull Demon King, Old Sun can't guarantee. But Old Sun can guarantee that he must be the child of my sister-in-law."

Tang An had a sudden realization, "Wonderful, Wukong, what you said, there's not a single flaw."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and spoke slowly. "I also think Red Boy must be Princess Iron Fan's child. Princess Iron Fan is of the Rakshasa clan, and Red Boy's true form is also of the Rakshasa clan; it's clear he follows her."

Tang An nodded again in realization.

"So, we only confirmed that Red Boy is Princess Iron Fan's son, but who is his father?"

"..."

Right, they discussed for a long time, who is Red Boy's father?

Red Boy tied to the tree: "Mmm! Mmm!!"

He is still here, still here, okay! Why don't you ask him?

Tang An ignored the squirming Red Boy, pondered deeply after pinching her chin, and expressed a few of her own alternative views.

"I think their family should go record a few variety shows. Something like 'Where is Dad,' 'Journey to the West Version of See You Again Lover,' and so on."

"Right, also shoot another 'The Temptation of Old Bull Going Home'; believe me, it will definitely explode, and it will definitely make a lot of money."

Tang An's big eyes were full of gold coins!

It's a pity, Bull Demon King's family's abstract story can't be moved to the big screen; it's really a pity.

Tang An was starry-eyed for a while, and then sighed and beat her chest for a while, making the three disciples beside her look confused.

But looking at Tang An's expression, one could roughly summarize that she was definitely regretting the money.

Besides money, she had never seen her care so much about anything else, let alone love it so deeply.

"By the way, then I'll change the question." Tang An still remembered that she had seen questions comparing Nezha and Red Boy before.

"You say, Nezha and Red Boy both know Samadhi True Fire, so if they fight, what is the winning rate?"

It wasn't that she wanted to ask; she was asking for the audience, right.

The protagonist Nezha answered this question, "Three-seven split."

Tang An slapped her thigh, "No need to say, I believe you; you must be the seven."

Nezha lifted his chin, his eyes aiming at Red Boy with disdain. "He shoots three times, I stab him seven times."

"..."

"My three-seven split, is it split like this?" Tang An had thought the gap between them would be big, but didn't expect it to be that big.

"Tsk, as expected, he's a little brat, too weak, I'm a bit embarrassed to bully you."

Red Boy had a big question mark on his head; embarrassed to bully him? He had been bullied like this, but she said she was embarrassed to bully him?

Heh, heh...

Dad was right; whether it's a woman or a female demon, they are indeed very scary!

"The little brat is still not convinced." Tang An noticed Red Boy's resentful eyes, so...

"Like this, anyway, the eighty-one tribulations are hard to gather, in order to avoid the monsters behind being scared away by our scripture-seeking style, let's treat Red Boy as the fourth tribulation, what do you think?"

They three were definitely indifferent, as long as Tang An had fun. Of course, it would be better if they could shorten the eighty-one tribulations.

Red Boy heard this and couldn't help but start to doubt life.

He is still a child! Treating a child like this! Won't her conscience hurt???

Unfortunately, he could only use his expression to express that he couldn't open his mouth.

And Tang An, she had done so many immoral things, where would she have any conscience.

Tang An counted on her fingers. "Just now we met him, almost tricked by him, that counts as one tribulation."

Honghai'er:?? Was he sure he wasn't the one being framed by them instead? Could they dare to put him down before talking?

Tang An held up her second finger: "Next, being kidnapped by him should also count as one tribulation."

Then she held up her third finger: "Following that, you all come to save me, and then battle him; this can also count as one tribulation."

"As for the fourth tribulation... this fourth tribulation..."

Honghai'er: Are you just making things up because there aren't enough tribulations? Have you considered the feelings of a child's young, fragile heart?

"Right." Tang An had a flash of inspiration, "The fourth tribulation is to kidnap him, and then we go find Niu Mowang."

"Why go find Niu Mowang?"

"Ask him whose child this really is; I'm just so curious."

Nezha, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian: "..."

Did she have to be that brave? Asking such a question right in front of the child's father?

If their wrists softened even a little, Tang An would be thrown out by Niu Mowang without a shred of mercy!

Honghai'er struggled for a long time but couldn't break free, so he sighed and stopped struggling.

He looked at the sky with a sense of hopelessness—was he being used to farm four tribulations, or was he the monster experiencing the four tribulations?

Sigh, it didn't seem to make much difference.

Forget it, thinking too much just leads to tears.