"Why?"
Zhu Bajie froze for a moment, then hurriedly sidled up to the Bull Devil King and asked.
"First, taking without asking is called stealing. That's immoral, understand?"
The Bull Devil King crossed one leg over the other and snorted. "This old ox has read plenty of the sages' poems and books of the Human Race too. I've never done any of those chicken-stealing, dog-sneaking things."
When he said this, he sounded a little smug, and also a little melancholy.
Sigh, the past was too painful to look back on!
"Huh?"
Zhu Bajie stared at the Bull Devil King in astonishment, as if looking at a stranger.
"Second, don't you know whose Daoist ground this is?"
The Bull Devil King suddenly sat up and said in a low voice, "Zhen Yuanzi!"
Zhu Bajie said in surprise, "You know him?"
"I don't know him, but look at this style, and then look at the incense offerings enshrined up ahead."
The Bull Devil King's eyes flickered. "If it were any other immortal, fine, but he doesn't even dare offer incense to the Three Pure Ones or the Four Emperors. Do you think he's an ordinary person?"
"Uh, that..."
Zhu Bajie's eyes rolled as he fell into thought. This Old Ox's sudden display of cleverness made him look at him in a new light.
With his background, of course he knew exactly what kind of figure Zhen Yuanzi was, but wasn't this just the greedy worm in his mouth acting up!
As long as he could eat a Ginseng Fruit, even if he had to suffer some punishment afterward, he would accept it. In any case, the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect would never just watch them die.
After great figures like Lu Chuan, Guanyin, and Lingji came to help, he had