"Why did Master, you suddenly ask me to go to Yangzhou?" Wukong moaned his chin with his hands and said with a look of thought. "It's so strange that this matter is, well, there must be some hair in the middle..."

Bang!

Master Daoxin put away the ruler in his hand, "I talk nonsense, I don't know what's up!" [..com]

"Isn't it?" Wukong mocked his bald head with his hands, looking at Master Daoxin with a suspicious look, "If there is no hidden truth in the middle, how could you let me go to Yangzhou for sure?"

"There are two reasons why your master asked you to go to Yangzhou." Master Daoxin mocked his beard. "First of all, because of Your Majesty's edict this time. Although it says that you summon me to Beijing, we both know that in fact, the person you want to summon today is you, but the master does not want you to go to Chang'an, so he had to send you to Yangzhou for the time being."

"Can this be considered a reason?" Wukong looked at Master Daoxin with contempt, "Well, I can't go to Chang'an, but I can go to Yangzhou. Master, aren't you slapping His Majesty Li Er in the face?"

"Well, okay, it's a bit far-fetched to admit this for the teacher. In fact, what I really want to say is the second reason."

“What’s the reason?”

"Good disciple, look at this..." Master Daoxin took out a piece of paper from the side and pushed it in front of Wukong.

"What is this?" Wukong took the note in suspicion, then looked down, "...After investigation, the murder of the great monk Mingxin was committed by Liu San, the Yangzhou ruffian. The criminal has now escaped... Master, what are you doing?"

"A notice!"

"Of course I can see the notice. The question is, what do you show me this notice to do?"

"Because this Mingxin is also a disciple of my Zen Buddhism. If you count the seniority, you should be my junior brother."

"What do you mean by Master? Do you want me to go to Yangzhou to find this Liu San?" Wukong replied lightly, "I don't need this kind of small matter to be done by my disciple. I just need a reward of 1,000 yuan. I promise to let you see him within a month, my disciple.

"Of course, Liu San is looking for this, but this is not the point!" Master Daoxin said calmly, "Master, I just want you to go to Qiling Temple in Yangzhou to be the temple master."

"Be the temple master?" Wukong hesitated for a moment, "Is there any benefit?"

"There is no benefit!" Master Daoxin replied seriously, "and maybe he will die."

"Will you die?" Wukong narrowed his eyes, "Master, can you say, this Mingxin monk..."

"Yes, he is the master of the temple who was sent to Qiling Temple in Yangzhou half a year ago." Master Daoxin turned slowly, took out another piece of paper from behind, and pushed it in front of Wukong, "Not only that, you can take a look at this first."

"Monkey Mingzhi, well, fell into the water and died unfortunately? Monk Baoxin fell from the pagoda and died unfortunately. Monk Mingxin was stabbed to death or unfortunately died?" Wukong looked at the note in his hand, "Master, don't tell me that these people are the masters of Qiling Temple."

"Of course not..."

"That's fine..."

"Monkey Mingzhi was once the Vinaya of Qiling Temple, and Monk Baoxin and Monk Mingxin were the hosts of Qiling Temple."

"The Feng Shui of Qiling Temple is too bad!" Wukong put down the note in his hand and said in surprise, "Master, you actually want to send me to such a dangerous position, which makes me very sad."

"There's no way!" Master Daoxin smiled slightly, "If you send someone else, I'm sad for me. In fact, I've been sad for me several times! Well, disciple, you see, the reason is right in front of you."

"Okay, okay!" Wukong clapped his hands readily, "It just happened that I have something to go to Hangzhou recently, so I'll just go to Yangzhou for a walk. But master, you asked me to be the master of the Shenma Temple in Yangzhou. Do you have any goals?"

"If possible!" Master Daoxin replied calmly, "Find out Mingzhi, Baoxin, Mingxin how they died."

"Well, I guess too." Wukong snapped his fingers, "No problem, with me, the primary school student of Death, the difficult cases of Shenma can only be solved!"

"Then I won't give it to you!" Master Daoxin waved his hand, "You go and pack up your things and then set off!"

"Do you need to be so anxious?" Wukong stood at the gate of Zhengjue Temple, looking depressed. He did not expect that after he agreed to Master Daoxin to go to Qiling Temple in Yangzhou to investigate the case, Master Daoxin was immediately driven out of the house. "Even if you are unloading the donkey, you can stop the mill!"

After posting a sentence, Wukong went straight to the other courtyard where he lived at the foot of Zhengjue Temple. Well, Master Daoxin said that this time he went to Yangzhou, he could bring a few people, so he would take Zhixing and HP with him, and then choose a few people from Huikong, Huijing and others to take them away!

By the way, maybe I should bring the three buns with me, and it’s time to let this guy stand alone!

"Huikong!"

"Uncle Master, are you looking for me?"

"Well, there is good news to tell you!"

"What news?" Huikong opened his vast eyes and looked at Wukong.

"That's right!" Wukong Zhong put out his hands and pressed it on Huikong's shoulder. "After Xiaona's suggestion and Master Daoxin's approval, now our Zhengjue Temple has officially established a Yangzhou Fengyue Street Tour Group......"

Yangzhou Fengyue Street Tour Group! Cui Yixuan, who was passing by, felt the corners of his mouth twitch twice again!

"Wukong, what are you talking nonsense?" A sudden shout came from Cui Yixuan.

"Ah! It's Senior Brother Hongren! Is Cui Jun here too?" Wukong turned his head and smiled brightly at Hongren and Cui Yixuanlu who were standing not far away, and then turned to look at Huikong, "Well, Yangzhou Buddhist Expedition Team, now I will officially notify you, Huikong, you have been arrested and strong... Well, no, you have been selected gloriously, how about it, you are very surprised!"

"Uncle Master..."

"Well, I know that you are very moved in your heart now. You have thousands of words, thousands of words, and finally you will be summed up in one sentence." Wukong pressed Huikong's shoulder and said seriously, "Go pack your luggage quickly, we will set off tomorrow!"

"But, uncle..."

"Nothing but, remember, let's go tomorrow!" Wukong let go of Huikong, "By the way, Huijing Huiming, you two come here, Bajie, where are you going, come here quickly!"

"What's the matter, uncle!"

"After my suggestion and Master Daoxin's approval, our Zhengjue Temple has been officially established..."

"Mr. Cui, please come here!" Hongren, who was a little depressed, really didn't plan to continue throwing the people from Zhengjue Temple in front of Cui Yixuan. He quickly reached out to lead Cui Yixuan to the other side, "Please look here, this is the Luohan Hall of my Zhengjue Temple..."

"Yeah," Cui Yixuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then left with Monk Hongren.

"Three buns!"

"What's the matter, Goku!"

"Your illness is saved..."

"After my suggestion and approval from Master Daoxin, our Zhengjue Temple has officially established a Yangzhou Fengyue Street Tour Group..." Wukong reached out and patted Sanbaozi on the shoulder, "This Fengyue Street Tour Group was established to solve the life problems of older young people like Sanbaozi!"

"Fengyue Street Tour Group?" Sanbaozi's face showed a surprised expression, "Wukong, are you sure you were not wrong?"

"Yes, you heard it right, it's the Yangzhou Fengyue Street Tour Group!" Wukong tweeted three buns with his hands, "As for you, you can't find it, no matter whether you want a poisonous dragon, flying together, or ice and fire, the Fengyue Street in Yangzhou can satisfy your wishes. What are you still hesitating, pick up the phone quickly... Well, take your little Jiji with me and set off!"

"Wukong, don't be my joke with senior brother." Sanbaozi looked at Wukong with a sad face, "I still have to meditate."

"What are you sitting? How many years will you sit? You can't even use Xiao Jiji. Let's go, junior brother, I'll take you to sit in a meat cushion in Yangzhou."

"Junior brother, I beg you, hurry up and don't bother me."

"Okay, okay, you really don't have any sense of humor!" Goku said lazily, "Three buns, the day for you to be alone has finally come."

"Being alone? What does it mean?"

"That is, you can go out and be the temple master."

"What temple?"

"Yangzhou Qiling Temple!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, there is great news..."

"What great news is this?" Zhixing walked out of the yard next to him lazily.

"Senior Brother Zhixing, you can finally eat the big peach without seeing your little nun."

"roll!"

"Wukong, what are you trying to do?" HP, who was alarmed, also walked out of the house yawning, "Isn't the governor of the state Cui Yi-hyun coming to visit today? Why did you slip back before the governor left.

"The matter of Governor Cui doesn't matter." Wukong waved his hand casually and said to HP, "Senior Brother HP, I have good news to tell you."

“What good news?”

"After my suggestion and Master Daoxin's approval, our Huangmei Zhengjue Temple plans to organize a tour group in Fengyue Street, Yangzhou. I wonder if you are interested in participating, senior brothers?"

“Yangzhou Fengyue Street Tour Group?”

"That's right!" Wukong's head was like a little chicken pecking at rice. "How about it, senior brother, are you very interested?"

"Not interested!" HP yawned again.

"How is it, Senior Brother Zhixing?" Wukong turned his head and looked at Zhixing, "Are you not interested? There are many big peaches in Yangzhou!"

"roll!"

"What the hell is going on?" HP stretched, "Wukong, tell the truth!"

"Well, the truth is, the Qiling Temple, the temple in Yangzhou, is now haunted. Two temple masters and one Vinaya have died. So Master Daoxin had no choice but to send me, the little man Sherlock Holmes, to check what happened......"

"So you came over and planned to drag us into the water, right?" Zhixing looked at Wukong with contempt, "I said Wukong, why are you never remembering the good things of your senior brothers? You never forget us such bullshit things?"

"How could it be? Junior Brother, I didn't share it with you when I got good things."

"Last time you got some four-gilled bass yourself and then ate them secretly alone."

"My Gentle Fish Sea Cyclone, a genetically modified species, Junior Brother, how can I let you risk your life to eat? Of course, Junior Brother, I am here to do this." Wukong answered with confidence, "Didn't I bring you a few packs of green sè safe food?"

"Do you call it a little? You just go straight to the vineyard and get some grapes..."

"You need to say nothing about Zhixing." HP glanced at Zhixing, then turned to Wukong and said, "Are three dead? Well, I'll accompany you when I go to Yangzhou Senior Brother this time!"

"Thank you, senior brother!" Wukong replied with a smile, "You are still senior brother HP, you are everywhere, unlike some guys who are unfaithful and have no brotherhood in their relationship... '·"

"Oh!" Zhixing sighed helplessly. "Master Daoxin is really confused. Don't he know that if Wukong is not allowed to go, at most Qiling Temple will be killed. If Wukong is really allowed to go, will the monks in Qiling Temple be in danger of their lives?"

"There's no way!" Goku moaned his chin with his hands, "A person like Conan, a little Holmes man like me, has always been so domineering."

Anyway, after some negotiation, Wukong finally finalized the personnel who went to Yangzhou this time. There were two thugs, HP and Zhixing, four thugs and dog tui, Huikong, Huijing, Huiming, Wuneng, and one civilian staff member. In addition, Wukong, this Yangzhou Fengyue Street Tour Group, well, the Yangzhou Buddhist Expedition Group was officially released.

Just after Wukong had finalized the list of traveling to Yangzhou, he saw a man in a cloth clothes appear at the gate of the villa. When Wukong saw him, the man immediately gestured to him.
To be continued...