Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

The new lackey Feng Hou came online in a second and pointed at Wen Xin: "How dare you sneak attack my lord!"

"Master, hurry up and give her a pill too. Let her know how powerful you are!"

Looking at the joyful Feng Hou, Sun Wukong twitched his lips, and the action he was about to take came to a halt.

Sun Wukong thought to himself: Don’t think that I can’t understand your high-sounding words. You are unwilling to eat the elixir alone and want to find a companion.

He would never be fooled.

Wen Xin immediately slid down to his knees and hugged Sun Wukong's thighs tightly: "Boss, the wooden sculpture is already in your hands, you can't just stand by and watch it die!"

"The Western religion is so evil. If I were to fight it alone, I would surely die!"

Being hugged on the thigh by such a virgin girl, Sun Wukong threw her aside in disgust.

"Just talk, don't touch me!" Sun Wukong said this, but he had no intention of returning the wooden sculpture in his hand.

Although he really did not intend to cooperate with Wenxin, this wood carving was still useful, and it was absolutely impossible to return it.

"See you later. Who knows, we may meet again soon!" Sun Wukong waved his hand, picked up the Feng Hou and left.

Due to his previous experiences, Sun Wukong learned his lesson this time. He no longer left on foot, but turned into light and flew directly.

A moment later, Sun Wukong arrived at an inconspicuous town a hundred miles north of the stronghold.

Feng Hou fell to the ground again and took a long breath before finally calming down.

"Sir... why are we here?" Feng Hou looked at the mortal town in front of him, full of confusion.

Aren't these monks the ones who won't approach mortal towns unless necessary?

This place doesn't look like anything special. If they come here, aren't they asking for trouble?

Sun Wukong glanced at Feng Hou and said, "I heard that the West teaches using children to make elixirs. I don't know if it's true or not, so I decided to come here to take a look. Who knows, I might hear some rumors!"

Feng Hou was incredulous. "Ah, is there such a thing? Western religions are saintly sects, after all. They shouldn't be capable of such evil acts, right?"

"You look surprised? But didn't you overhear the conversation between me and Wenxin?" Sun Wukong asked in confusion.

When Feng Hou heard Sun Wukong mention this, his face was full of resentment. What he heard was really not much.

He even only listened to the end and then was discovered by Sun Wukong.

As if sensing Feng Hou's indignation, Sun Wukong continued, "Even if you didn't hear it, it's not too late to know it now."

Feng Hou didn't know what was going on in his mind. After hearing what Sun Wukong said, he immediately slapped his thigh excitedly:

"So, sir, you want to independently investigate the truth of this matter so that the world can have a clear conscience!"

Sun Wukong shrugged and slowly corrected Feng Hou's misconceptions:

"It's not that glorious or righteous. Strictly speaking, I have some personal grudges involved."

"If this happens to come true, we'll have a ready-made reason to cause trouble for them."

Don't put such a high hat on him.

Feng Hou smiled awkwardly and took the initiative to suggest that they split into two groups and go to the town to inquire whether there were any missing children.

Sun Wukong had no objection to this and agreed to it. He quickly separated from Feng Hou and went to investigate whether there were any missing persons cases in the town.

He would not set all his goals on the children just because of what his conscience said.

After all, if the recipe wants to gather all the substitutes, it is impossible to limit it to children.

Although, the sloppy Taoist priest before also chose to attack the child.

……

At noon, Feng Hou and Sun Wukong chose to meet at a roadside stall.

As soon as he arrived at the stall, he ordered a bowl of food for himself. While eating, Feng Hou told Sun Wukong about his discovery.

"...Sir, I've searched every possible place in town and haven't found any missing persons. Could it be that we've made a mistake?"

Sun Wukong poured himself a bowl of tea and told the information he had obtained: "I also checked, and there really haven't been any missing cases in recent years. It seems that there is indeed a mistake."

When Feng Hou heard this, he immediately became indignant and started to speak ill of Sun Wukong in front of him.

Feng Hou muttered, "I think that girl is just talking nonsense. How can the situation be as serious as she said?"

"Could it be that she is so disgusted with the expansion of Western believers that she is deliberately making these alarmist remarks?"

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when he sensed a familiar breath.

"Hmph, if I were to ask you, since you're defending the Western religion so much, you're the one with ties to it, right?! It's not that easy to mislead the boss."

Feng Hou was so frightened by Wen Xin's sudden voice that he choked and started coughing wildly.

"Why are you here suddenly?"

Wenxin sat down opposite Sun Wukong and looked at Feng Hou with some pride: "Of course... I came to exchange information with the boss!"

Feng Hou, who was pushed away by a butt, looked at Wen Xin in shock as he picked up a pair of chopsticks again and ordered a bowl of noodles. He looked heartbrokenly at Sun Wukong who was watching the show next to him.

"Sir, look at her!"

Sun Wukong felt a chill and turned his head away, not wanting to look at Feng Hou, who seemed to have been betrayed by a heartless man.

"So what new information have you discovered?" Sun Wukong tapped the table lightly and looked at Wenxin with a smile.

"Shouldn't the adults ask her how she tracked us down? If there is anything fishy, ​​it's her!" Feng Hou was indignant.

Sun Wukong was helpless. Forget it. This stupid roe deer was tricked by him in the first place. It would not be appropriate to care about it too much.

"Hehe, do you think I'm like you? Just look at the corner of your clothes and you'll know how I tracked you down." Wenxin smiled smugly.

Only then did Feng Hou realize that the corner of his clothes was stained with some seemingly inconspicuous powder.

"When did you do it?" Feng Hou murmured.

Wenxin replied with a grin, "It's just a little trick to survive in the underworld. Don't you know how to use something like this?"

"But this is clearly an ordinary thing! How can you, a cultivator, use this kind of thing?" Feng Hou didn't think there was anything wrong with him and raised his doubts.

"Is there any rule that says we practitioners can't use these ordinary things to assist us?" Wenxin stuck out his tongue and deliberately made a face at Feng Hou.

"Let's stop talking nonsense. You said you have some information you want to continue exchanging with me. What is it?" Sun Wukong went straight to the point.

Wenxin then put away his previous playful smile and took out a brocade bag from his pocket.

"Sir, I don't know what you are trying to do, but you may have to go here to get the truth."