The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

After getting to the lotus platform, Bai Jin didn't stay long and wandered down the mountain.

Seeing that she was finally gone, Tathagata let out a long sigh of relief, and his whole brain became much clearer.

At the foot of the mountain, three days on earth, but one breath in the west.

Wukong hurried over with somersault clouds, braked with his feet, and splashed a cloud of sparks in front of Bo Jin, "Master, are you planning to leave Lingshan?"

"Where is my teacher Jin Cancan?"

"This..." Wukong touched his nose guiltily and took out a small hollow golden lotus from behind, "Master, I, Sun Qiong, gave all the idiot's money to Gao Cuilan, and that idiot Wu Jing picked up five Hundreds of pieces of fragments, not a penny.

Xiaobai's family is rich, but you also know that he is not the son of the Dragon King of the West Sea at all...so..."

"Oh, then this is it?" She took the little golden lotus and looked at it and asked.

"I...hehe, we went to the mortal world to hunt some tigers. The tiger skins are quite valuable..."

"Oh."

You little fools, it’s a pity that I didn’t listen to you. Tathagata’s golden can is so big, but yours is so small...

The more Jin Cancan the better!

"Master, don't look at it because it's small. I carved a hollow one specially for you.

Exquisite, beautiful and easy to carry! "As he said that, he took out a few more golden catkins from his arms and put them on the little golden lotus.

A simple and elegant ornament quickly took shape in his hands.

"The small spiritual stone below was provided by Wu Jing. He has been picking up pieces for a long time, and he will always dig out something subconsciously.

This bit of gold was smelted by Bajie, and Xiaobai dropped some dragon essence and blood in it.

I don’t know how to carve any talismans, so I caught an immortal and learned them for a long time. Although they don’t have much effect, they look good.

Master, as long as you don't mind that our methods are clumsy. "

"Where are they?" She took the golden lotus, a hint of warmth flashed in her eyes.

It's better looking than that old bald donkey's treasure.

"They're fine, they're resting at the idiot's house!"

"Sister, this monkey is lying!" As soon as Wukong finished his words, the voice of disaster sounded in Bo Jin's mind, "That monkey used all his spiritual power to draw the talisman, and his spiritual sea is in pain right now. It’s here!

That pig is definitely not good either. Dissolving one's own spiritual power into ordinary things requires a lot of effort and pain, which is unbearable for ordinary people.

Those four small spiritual pearls were obviously condensed with essence and blood, and each of them got one..."

"I know."

She can naturally feel the difference in this string of small golden lotuses.

A bunch of idiots, what do I have?

It took them working so hard!

She reached out and touched Wukong's head, and an unknown power surged into his body from her hands.

Wukong was stunned, "Master, you..." Got it?

"Stupid, take me to see them." Bo Jin knocked him hard.

But it was the gentlest beating that Wukong had ever received.

He bared his big white teeth, scratched his head and said, "Master, don't blame yourself, we all know that you are different from him.

But once a teacher, always a father.

You are not only our master, but also the ray of sunshine that pulls us out of the whirlpool. "

He has never met a sincere master from beginning to end, and the Bodhi Patriarch back then was also full of calculations.

He was a victim of the Journey to the West, a chess piece of the West. In his previous life, he wanted to see Patriarch Bodhi until his death.

Anyone who participates in the journey to the West will receive merit.

He never understood why Patriarch Bodhi refused to recognize him, but later he understood...

Bodhi...hehe...

Those old bald donkeys had plotted against him all his life before he was born.

He prides himself on being smart, but he never sees through it.

As for that stupid monk...

Master, a teacher teaches, a father is strong and kind.

As a teacher, one should preach, teach, and resolve doubts.

He only taught that monks should be compassionate, but he never explained why.

He was always waiting for them to save him, and he never stood up for himself one day and protected them behind him.

Even before his death, he was still obsessed with Buddha and those hypocritical gods and Buddhas.

He feels sad for him because he is not worth it.

If he must have faith in this life, he only wants to be the only one who respects me!

"Master, why should I blame myself? I just think you are stupid." She ignored the sour feeling and said hard.

Wukong smiled innocently.

"What are you laughing at? If you don't leave, you'll miss my master's slap!"

"Well, I thought about it. Master just hit me lightly."

"......roll!"

.......

.......

Longyang Village, Peach Blossom House.

This is the house Zhu Bajie originally prepared for Gao Cuilan.

Just heard a wailing sound coming from inside.

"Second Senior Brother, please stop yelling, your girl is scared to death."

"I don't, it hurts!"

"Third Senior Brother...ahem..."

"Xiao Bai, don't move. Third senior brother is also in pain and has no strength to help you."

"....No...no, I want to drink water..."

Woohoo... I don't know if drinking more water can replenish my dragon blood...

"Just bear with it and wait until Senior Brother comes back."

"Second Senior Brother, you are so cruel!

Why did you ask sister-in-law Cuilan to pour me a glass of water? "

"Don't think about it, you're dreaming, old pig, I haven't drunk the water Cuilan poured yet."

"..."

"I don't know if Master likes it after receiving it."

"If you don't like the old pig, don't do this anymore. He's going to die..." Bajie wailed.

Hearing this, Xiaobai raised his head and asked, "Second Senior Brother, why were you willing in the first place?"

Bajie was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Think about it, what's the reason?

Why are you? "

Xiaobai thought for a while and said, "She said the name Naolie is unpleasant, and I think so too.

The master is very fierce. When she is fierce, my legs will shake because of fear. The master is also very kind. She clearly dislikes my slow walking, but she will let me go and slow down her own pace.

I am greedy for the feeling without calculation and the light she brings..."

His voice became softer and softer, but it hit their hearts hard.

As victims of calamity, they have been in the midst of calculations all their lives.

No one loves or protects her, only she can say: "The poor monk's disciple is naughty, Lord Buddha, don't blame him."

She was the only one who would clean up their mess and hide them behind her.

That man lived so wantonly, if he hadn't been willing in his heart, he would have left them long ago.

The monkey's golden hoop, the old pig's child, Wu Jing's seven-day sword, and Xiao Bai's freedom.

She always had an expressionless face, but she silently reached out to them when they needed her.

The master was an arrogant person. They looked at each other and smiled, then lowered their heads and wiped away the sparkle from the corners of their eyes.

Bo Jin stood outside the door and listened expressionlessly to the conversation inside. Wukong rubbed his hands on the side and cursed secretly: A bunch of hypocritical ghosts!

She opened the door, and the three people in the room were startled. They sat up subconsciously, and then fell down again with a plop.

"As soon as the poor monk doesn't keep an eye on you, you'll do whatever you want!"

Her tone was fierce, but there was no hint of complaint.

Several people looked at each other, smiled, and said flatteringly: "Master, we were wrong!"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, it sounds nice, what did I teach you?

If a man does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth! She took out a bottle of elixir, threw it to the three of them, and continued: "Wukong, my master likes your hair the most. Look at you, the little golden hair is almost turning into khaki."

And Bajie, you are no longer my teacher’s little fan, you are now gray and pink.

Wu Jing, being hit by a heart-piercing sword a hundred thousand times is not painful enough, right? You have to experience the pain of losing a handful of essence and blood?

Especially Xiaobai, how many times have I told my teacher that your blood is impure and you need one drop less of the dragon essence and blood. It would be better for you to return to your original form! "

She scolded as she helped them recover.

Several people had expressions of knowing they were wrong, but they were secretly happy in their hearts.

As we all know, Master is usually too lazy to speak, but every time he speaks, he will be so broken that he can't wait to go back and rebuild.

This was the first time that the master reprimanded them in a long series of words because he was worried.

She never said anything about sacrificing oneself for others, she only told them to protect themselves.

Although she was not a qualified master, they respected her from the bottom of their hearts.

......

Bo Jin trained for a long time, and when he saw them all hanging their heads and saying nothing, he pursed his lips and said coldly: "Why don't you say anything."

Did I scold you too harshly?

I'm telling the truth, okay?

You are a bunch of disobedient brats. I have sufficient evidence to suspect that you are taking revenge on me for not giving you the apprenticeship ceremony!

snort!

"Master, we will never do this again."

"Take the medicine and go to bed early."

Ahhhhh! !! !!

My nine-turn soul-returning elixir, my dragon essence and blood...

No...no more...

When you guys are better, I have to let you feel what it means: father, love, Ru, mountain!