Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#1650 - The remnants of Bibotan?

Tang Sanzang patted the old monk's shoulder, almost knocking him over.

"Old man, lead the way. After I ask His Majesty, if you have uttered a single falsehood, this monk will raze you all!"

The old monk's face was obviously very unsightly. He was joking. How could he not know whether what he said was true or false?

If Tang Sanzang went to see the king, and the king cornered him with a few words, wouldn't the Jin Guang Temple be razed to the ground by Tang Sanzang?

However, the old monk was experienced after all, and he put on a smile, flattering:

"The Holy Monk's realistic attitude is really admirable to this old monk, but it is already late at night. Not to mention seeing the king, there is a curfew throughout the city, and we can't go out.

How about this? Please stay here for the night and make do. Tomorrow morning, I will go to see the king with you."

The old monk's face was full of smiles, but his eyes flickered.

The old monk was actually very worried, because the West had originally decided that Tang Sanzang and others would be influenced by the pagoda of Jin Guang Temple tonight, and then intervene in the cause and effect.

If Tang Sanzang and others went to the king's place first, wouldn't the plan of Jin Guang Temple be in vain?

Tang Sanzang did not answer, but looked at Chu Hao respectfully, obviously seeking Chu Hao's help.

Chu Hao was still trying to figure out whether to go or stay, but Xiao Qiong, who was next to him, tugged at Chu Hao's clothes.

"Huh? Good sister, what's wrong?"

Chu Hao rubbed Xiao Qiong's little head.

Xiao Qiong's eyes were fixed on the dilapidated pagoda covered in black blood, and she asked suspiciously:

Chu Hao's expression instantly froze.

Corrupt Dragon King!?

Isn't he dead?

Most of the Evil Dragon Clan was sacrificed, and even the remaining Evil Dragons were all taken away by the Divine Dragon Clan. How could there still be the aura of the Corrupt Dragon King?

This is a bit weird and strange. Could it be that the Corrupt Dragon King is not dead, and he is as cunning as the Evil Dragon Ancestor, and left a backup for himself?

Xiao Qiong added:

"It's not that bad old man, it may be related to that bad old man by blood, and, not very strong."

Chu Hao raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit more understanding in his eyes.

"It seems that there are remnants of the Evil Dragon Clan. Let's go and meet them!"

Chu Hao was confident, anyway, the biggest people of the Evil Dragon Clan had already been destroyed, so there was no need to worry about a mere pagoda, anyway, there couldn't be much hidden inside.

Chu Hao took the lead, and Tang Sanzang and others naturally had no doubts and followed Chu Hao up.

The old monks behind him were excited. They didn't expect Chu Hao to be so sensible. It seemed that he was afraid of the majesty of the West and had to obediently lead the way.

Hmph, it seems that Guanyin Bodhisattva still has Chu Hao under control.

The people were quite proud, but if they could foresee the future, they would regret letting Chu Hao step onto the pagoda of Jin Guang Temple.

Chu Hao ascended the tower, squinting slightly, because Chu Hao had already sensed two small characters in the pagoda, but they were not worth mentioning, so Chu Hao didn't care much.

Towering majestically, soaring into the sky. It is called the Five-Colored Glazed Pagoda, the peak of a thousand gold relics. The ladder turns like passing through a cave, and the door opens like leaving a cage. The treasure bottle reflects the moon in the sky, and the golden bell transmits the sea breeze.

This Five-Colored Glazed Pagoda is unusually majestic. Climbing here, it seems that the entire country can be seen at a glance.

But see the illusory eaves and arched beams, leaving clouds at the summit. The illusory eaves and arched beams are made of ingenious stones with flowers and phoenixes; the summit leaves clouds, creating a stupa with dragons circling the mist. You can see thousands of miles away from a distance, and you seem to be in the clouds when you climb high.

Chu Hao always felt that he had experienced this feeling of standing on the top of the tower and easily covering the entire world with his sight somewhere.

It shouldn't be Zelda.

Chu Hao continued to climb the tower. This Five-Colored Glazed Pagoda was already different from the past. A rain of blood made the pagoda dilapidated.

The glazed lamps on the layers of doors are dusty and without fire; the white jade railings in front of the eaves step by step are covered with dirt and flying insects. In the heart of the tower, on the Buddha's seat, the incense is completely extinguished; outside the window lattice, in front of the divine face, spider webs are entangled. There is more rat dung in the furnace, and less oil is melted in the lamp.

Chu Hao led the crowd, and had just climbed a few floors.

Zhu Bajie felt something was wrong and whispered beside him:

"Boss, there should be two little demons on the top floor."

Chu Hao nodded, indicating that he already knew.

However, this did not affect Chu Hao's interest in climbing the steps.

When Chu Hao stepped on the top floor of the pagoda, Chu Hao suddenly remembered where this feeling of overlooking the entire country came from!

The Pure Glazed World that was destroyed by Chu Hao, Chu Hao remembered clearly that there was a pagoda in the center of that world.

At that time, if Chu Hao had not disintegrated it from the inside, he would have almost been unable to break through the Pure Glazed World.

Chu Hao had a bit more doubt in his heart. Why does this mortal pagoda have such a peculiar feeling?

Chu Hao couldn't help but think more. The crowd stepped onto the thirteenth floor.

I saw two demons sitting in the heart of the thirteenth floor, with a plate of rice, a bowl, and a pot in front of them, guessing and drinking there.

Sun Wukong looked at Chu Hao, and Chu Hao nodded.

Sun Wukong immediately used a magical power, pulled out the golden cudgel, blocked the tower door and shouted: "Good monster! So you are the one who stole the treasures on the tower!"

The two monsters panicked, hurriedly got up and threw the pot and bowl around.

However, what kind of strength does Sun Wukong have? These two little demons don't even need to specify their strength, it is impossible to compete with Sun Wukong at all.

Sun Wukong waved a few iron rods to block them, and said: "Uncle surrenders, or you will die!"

The monster was stuck on the wall, unable to struggle, and just shouted: "Spare me, spare me, it's not my business! The one who stole the treasure is over there."

Chu Hao said lightly beside him:

"Where did you demons come from? What are you doing here?"

Chu Hao didn't believe anything for no reason. With Xitian's character, these little demons could never appear in the calamity casually. After all, Xitian would try its best to eliminate any extra variables, unless it couldn't be eliminated.

Why did Xitian put two little demons here? What do they plan to lure themselves to do?

The two little demons could feel the mysterious and unpredictable terrifying pressure on Chu Hao's body. It was a kind of fear that they were so scared to the bone just by looking at it, even more afraid than a mouse seeing a cat!

The two little demons really couldn't imagine how they, two little demons, could encounter this group of existences that were so strong!

However, they were also well-behaved. Since they couldn't beat them, then join them!

Skip the surrender step!

One of the little demons said:

"We two were sent by the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King of Bibo Lake in Luan Stone Mountain to patrol the tower. He is called Ben Bo'er Ba, and I am called Ba Bo'er Ben. He is a catfish monster, and I am a black fish spirit."

Chu Hao's expression froze, "Bibo Lake..."