Chapter 76 Adding fuel to the fire? See how I deal with you!
Sun Wukong stepped on his toes, got on the horse, took the whip, and turned around and said, "To prevent you from being lazy, I will supervise the work myself. Hurry up.

Walk faster, how can you walk slower than me?"

As he spoke, he raised his whip and lashed the petty official on the back, cursing, "You bastard, you are the slowest. I will whip you to death, you lazy beast! Hurry up and leave."

The petty official who was fanning the flames lowered his head and ran forward quickly.

The other minor officials were secretly complaining.

They can only walk on their legs, but the monkey rides on horses and even complains that they run too slowly. This Bi Ma Wen is not someone you should mess with.

Wait until the petty official who was fanning the flames runs away quickly.

Sun Wukong's mind moved, and his golden pupil that could break illusions flashed and then retracted.

But the petty official who was fanning the flames had a head full of bumps, and looked just like a Buddhist.

Either a Buddha or a Bodhisattva.

Good, good, he is indeed a running dog of Buddhism. Sun Wukong secretly thought about how to deal with him after seeing this.

Dare to plot against me.

The petty official who fanned the flames was none other than Manjusri.

He only thought about making great contributions to Buddhism.

Instigated Sun Wukong to make trouble early.

So he transformed himself into a minor official in the Imperial Stables, used his magical powers to persuade them.

But he didn't expect that the Imperial Stables would not let the horses go, but would have to come out to cut grass.

It would be impossible to run away now as the monkey is watching.

If you run, you will definitely arouse the monkey's suspicion.

Arrived at the pasture.

Taking the sickle, Manjusri bent his waist, stuck out his buttocks, and started cutting.

Half an hour later, I just felt pain in my back and waist.

He wanted to run, but saw Sun Wukong staring at him closely.

Riding on horses, he circled around nine petty officials.

suddenly.

Sun Wukong galloped on his horse, headed straight for Manjusri, and raised his whip to hit him.

clap clap clap...

"You bastard, how dare you be lazy. I will beat you to death...beat you to death...beat you to death..."

Sun Wukong flattered Manjusri and hit him on the head.

While smoking, he cursed him as a beast.

The other eight clerks were all trembling with fear and cut the grass even faster.

Manjusri had never been humiliated like this before. He was proud of his status and did not want to shout. He just held his head and dodged twice, but he was afraid that if he dodged too quickly, the monkey would notice his abnormality.

Finally, I can only mow the grass...

clap clap clap...

Sun Wukong whipped dozens of times in a row and felt both amused and refreshed.

He cursed, "You beast! No wonder you can only be a minor official. If you are so lazy, you will never be able to be a horse keeper in your next life."

Wenshu suddenly raised his head and said, "Sir, your position is low, but it's not your fault. If you are angry and want to vent it, you should find the right place."

"Oh, you dare to argue with me."

Sun Wukong pretended to be angry, gritted his teeth, and raised the whip again.

clap clap clap...

After more than a dozen whips, Wenshu's back was covered in blood.

Suddenly, he cried out "Ah" and fell to the ground.

One of the clerks immediately stepped forward to check, stretched out his hand to feel his breath, and said in panic: "Sir, he is dead."

Sun Wukong took a look.

His old face turned pale and his lips turned blue.

He really looks like a dead person.

As expected of a Buddhist Bodhisattva, she pretends to be one quite well.

The Golden Eye that can break illusions told Sun Wukong that this was the true form of the bald donkey.

He was definitely faking it.

He immediately asked, "What should we do if the minor official dies?"

"Your Excellency, we clerks have a hard time. If we die, we die. We just bury us."

The clerk bowed and said, "Sir, shall we bury him?"

Bury? Make trouble?

If I bury him, won’t he run away?

Sun Wukong said: "I have already checked, he is pretending, he is not dead."

"He's all dead."

"Stop talking nonsense and go cut your grass."

"Yes, yes." The clerk was full of fear and took the sickle and left quickly.

Sun Wukong jumped off his horse and circled around Manjusri.

Pretend?
Okay, okay, let me show you how I deal with you.

(End of this chapter)