Chapter 23: I have money

As expected, it is similar to what Wukong said. In the entire Dongfang of Huangmei County, the largest house is the so-called Yundu Villa. You can see the four big words flying and phoenixes next to the gate of the house. Moreover, the door of the house is full of brand new red paint, and the copper nails on the surface are as bright as a person's shadow.

Even if it is a thousand-year-old family like the Lu family, their houses in Jiangzhou are not as cool as this one.

"This is Xiao Tuipai's house?" The little loli sat at the door of the carriage and exclaimed, "It's so tasteful. Look at your copper nails that are big on the bowl. If you transform all the nails into coins, you can probably put them in a layer on this door? By the way, Xiao Tuipai, have you noticed that your door has been shouting a word?"

"What do you mean?" Wukong smiled brightly at the little loli.

"Of course..." The little loli stood up from the carriage and put on a bulging belly, "I'm just his wealth."

A cute little loli made such a cute expression, but inexplicably, Wukong felt a little depressed after seeing the door of such a nouveau riche.

"Wow, hahahahahaha" the little loli put his hands on his hips, laughed a few times before stopping, looking at Goku strangely, "It's so strange, why don't you care about it at all? Well, I understand, you must not understand what I want to say, okay, sister, I shouldn't be so complicated to tell you."

Yes, yes, I'm actually the legendary retarded

Wukong almost knelt down on the spot to the little loli. It must be said that this loli is becoming more and more vicious now.

"Actually, I just want to say that this gate is perfect for your temperament." The little loli glanced at Wukong with a contemptuous look, "It's all the kind of villain who succeeds all the time."

Yes, I am a villain, you are a little girl, we two happened to get together Confucius' teachings

The carriage stopped at the door of the house gate, and then Wukong jumped down without hesitation, grabbed his tin staff and knocked on the door.

"Come here, come here." Before I knocked twice, I heard a sharp and thin voice coming from the door, "Who is this jingling, I warn you first. If you break the patent leather on the front of our house, you will have to pay the price."

With this mumble, the small door in the middle of the gate that was only for pedestrians to enter and exit opened with a creaking sound, and a thin head came out of the gate, "Don't knock, don't knock, who are you? Is there anything wrong with our Yundu Villa? Nothing wrong."

"What can I do if I knock on the door?" Wukong stopped the tin staff in his hand and said, "Open the door, we are going in."

"Oh, this is not possible." The pointed-bolt gaze swept through Wukong's body, and then quickly shook his head, "Our Dalang didn't say anything, I dare not let your carriage come in. I advise you to go to Zhengjue Temple outside the city, we will never give you vegetarian food."

"I won't say much to you, go and call Hong Lei out for me." Wukong said to this pointed head a little depressed.

"Oh, I said, why are you so unaware of the matter? We are a private house, not a temple. If you want to stay or hold a order, you should go to Zhengjue Temple outside the city." Priest yawned, "What kind of person is our Hong Dalang? Can you see it as soon as you want? Nothing wrong."

As he said that, his pointed head had already shrunk his head back, and with a clang, he closed the door.

At this time, Wukong and the others heard another thicker voice in the door and asked, "Old Xia, who is knocking on the door outside?"

"A little monk who wants to beg for alms and stay in the camp." Then Wukong and the others heard the pointed-minded answer, "I have told them that if they want to do these things, go to Zhengjue Temple outside the city?"

"You didn't give them vegetarian food? That's right." The thicker voice continued.

"Of course not," the voice of the pointed-headed man continued, "I told the little monk early in the morning that our family will not give vegetarian food."

"Hahahaha" After hearing these words, Wukong didn't say anything. The little loli behind the carriage was already laughing and began to roll in the carriage. "Little Tudai, is this your house you told me? Hahaha, this is the first time I saw someone like this when he returned to his home. It's really ridiculous. The monk's house does not give vegetarian food, hahahaha."

The little loli was laughing while lying on the carriage and beating hard.

Is it ridiculous that the monk's house will not give vegetarian food? Who do you think the monk will give vegetarian food to himself? Do you say that he will give it to me for food?

OK, this is indeed ridiculous

Wukong felt that his face turned red suddenly, which was why his uncle could tolerate it, and his aunt couldn't bear it. Wukong picked up the Zen stick in his hand without hesitation, swung it down the door.

Dangdangdang

Before Wukong knocked on the fifth time, he saw the small door creaking and opened again, and then the pointed head poked out again. "I said you are really ignorant, you little monk. I have told you how many times we don't give vegetarian food here, why are you still disturbing here?"

"I said it again, and ask Hong Lei to call me out for me." Wukong looked at this pointed head with a gloomy face. "If you don't call him, I don't mind going in and grab him out in person."

"You dare to do whatever you want to do here?" said Naiwangkang loudly, "Little monk, do you know what our Yundu Villa is from? Is it a place where you can just go wild? Nothing wrong."

"You go away for me." Wukong took a step forward, grabbed the clothes on the chest of the pointed head, pulled him out of the small door, and then gave him a knee and threw the pointed head that covered his stomach and protruded his eyes to the ground.

"Help," the pointed head who fell to the ground shouted loudly, "I'm killing someone and someone robbing me."

"Old Xia, what's wrong with you?" After hearing the sound of the pointed head, a thick voice came from the gate, "What are you robbing and killing people?"

"Brother Xie, someone is robbing the door." Old Xia, who was lying on the ground, shouted in a sharp voice, "I have been injured, come out quickly and help."

As he spoke, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the gate. After Wukong, he saw a big man with square faces bowing his head out of the small gate. After he looked at his pointed head lying on the ground, he screamed strangely and rushed towards Wukong.

"Oh, Xiao Tuipai, your home is really hidden and lying on the tiger." The little loli looked in the carriage, and I was surprised. "Look at it yourself. The person who guarded the door first came out, and then another crab came to the ward guard behind. If you want to see it, your home doesn't need to be called Yundu Villa, it's changed to Crystal Palace."

"This matter is not a matter of your heart." Wukong grinded his teeth, dodged the square-faced brother Xie and hit him fiercely, then quickly turned around and inserted the tin staff in his hand into the middle of Brother Xie's legs, tugging it hard.

I saw Brother Xie plop, face down, and fell firmly on the street.

"Brother Xie" Before the man with a square face who was falling was speaking, he heard a shrill cry from the pointed head on the side, "You're so tragic."

As soon as this sentence was said, Wukong, who was still waiting for the battle, fell down on the ground. Damn, what do you mean by death? Where did this idiot Hong Lei find such a cruel and top-notch hospital guard?

"Old Xia, are you yelling at the ball?" Before Wukong could speak, the square-faced man stood up cursingly at this time, "Your eye sees me dead."

"I will tell you one last time, and we will find the Honglei for me." Wukong danced a stick in his hand and then inserted it beside him with a sound. "Otherwise, don't blame me for killing in person."

"Okay, are you, a little bald donkey, looking for our Hong Dalang? That's right." After seeing that the square-faced man had nothing to do, his courage immediately became stronger, "Then you wait here, I'll call Dalang out for you."

"You're done with that, right?" Wukong lowered his eyes gently, "Go quickly."

"Are you waiting here?" The pointed head squeezed into the small door, and then suddenly poked out again, "Brother Xie, you have taken a look at this little bald donkey, I'll go in and call someone. Humph, if you dare to come to our Yundu Villa to cause trouble, you must not spare him today."

"Where are you still rubbing? Come and roll in and call me for someone?" Wukong felt that he could not bear it anymore. He shook the tin staff in his hand with force, and said to the pointed head angrily, "Now, get in immediately, let me go in."

At this moment, the square-faced man who had just been tripped by Wukong easily took two steps out calmly under Wukong's gaze, which seemed to be planning to prevent Wukong from escaping. After Wukong glanced at this brother Xie coldly, he still stood in front of the gate and waited without moving.

Not long after, I heard a thud of footsteps coming from the gate, and then I heard the sound of pointed heads opening their teeth and claws, "Hurry up, a few people opened the door in the past, and the rest took the matter well. Today we must give this little bald donkey a look."

Then, the gate of the villa creaked and opened little by little in front of Wukong.
Chapter completed!