Tang Seng is a cook

Zhuang Fan saw the monster coming from a distance, fearing that it would get too close and hurt the people nearby, so instead of retreating, he flew towards the monster and stopped it from Zhuangzi.

The old man Li's family looked from afar and Zhuang Fan sent him to the door by himself. Although he saw that he could fly, he was worried that the sheep would fall into the tiger's mouth.

Seeing Zhuang Fan galloping straight towards him, the red-scaled boa constrictor couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Zhuang Fan galloping towards him, as if a piece of delicious braised pork came flying out of thin air. smell.

Zhuang Fan flew close to him, looked carefully, and saw that although the monster had turned into a human body, it looked like a monster: its eyes were like brass bells, its nostrils were upturned; it had a big bloody mouth, densely covered with steel teeth, and the corners of its lips were turned out from ear to ear. It was dripping and drooling; a soft horn grew on its head, which was bright red and transparent, and it seemed that it hadn't grown yet; there were no strands on its body, and it was densely covered with carmine-colored scales.

Evil, at a glance, Zhuang Fan, even if he never had it before, is now suffering from phobias.

Zhuang Fan knew that this demon could not speak yet, so he did not speak, for fear that it would spray poison, and even more tightly shut his tongue, and he did not imitate the words of "monster, take your life!", without saying a word, Go up and beat him up.

This rough and fierce posture stunned the demon for a moment, and he thought to himself, why didn't he babble first before hitting?The bald heads I met before all talked a lot and read the scriptures fluently, but they had no skills.

He froze for a moment, but Zhuang Fan's weapon arrived. Now Zhuang Fan is mostly a fake monk who is cruel and merciless to goblins. He is not merciful at all. The voice of the sky came straight to the goblin's head.

The red-scaled boa constrictor was not in a hurry, he didn't pay attention to a mortal monk, even if he could fly, so what, in his heart, it was just a trouble the size of a fly, he stretched out a two-pronged snake letter slowly, Fork the ring stick.

Don't you know that when the Buddha gave the staff back then, there was a saying: "Hold my tin coin, and you will not be poisoned."

How not to be poisoned?Naturally, encountering demons and killing demons, encountering demons and slaying demons.

The red-scaled boa constrictor has been relying on this snake letter to meet the enemy, and has killed many heroes, monks and priests, but today it suffered a big loss, being swung straight by the nine-ringed tin staff, the monster let out an "owoo", The long tongue flew away.

The red-scaled boa constrictor suffered from pain and had practiced for hundreds of years, how could he have suffered so much, he immediately lost his nerve, whimpered, turned around and ran away.

Zhuang Fan was also quite dumbfounded, he wanted to knock on the head, but he missed it, and hooked the demon's tongue, making the nine-ringed tin rod dripping with blood and a lot of filth stuck on it.

It's just that he couldn't tolerate his hesitation. Seeing that the monster was about to flee, Zhuang Fan followed him in the clouds. The two chased and fled, and they reached the eight hundred miles of mountains in a flash. Seeing that the situation was not good, the monster transformed into the original , I am afraid it is not a hundred meters long, and it goes straight to a cave.

Hustle and bustle, care about the head and disregard the back, most of the body went in, and the remaining seven or eight meters of tail were exposed outside the hole.

Zhuang Fan looked funny, and was not in a hurry, he continued to fly forward slowly along the direction the python was going, and watched carefully, and saw another hole in another place, he knew that the monster would definitely slip out from here , took out a few gold leaves, blew a mouthful of real fire to refine them, and turned them into a few extremely sharp magic weapon blades, threw them casually, swished them into the ground, only the ruler-long sharp blades were exposed, and the cold light Flickering, facing the hole.

Zhuang Fan saw that the place was well arranged, so he flew back to the place where the monster fled. Seeing that there were still a few feet of tail sticking out, he became nervous and poked it with the nine-ringed tin rod. A few times, and drilled further inside.

Zhuang Fan was teasing the python, but he heard a call: "Master! Where are you, Master?"

Looking back, it turned out that Wukong was worried about his master, endured the stench, covered his face, and rushed over. Zhuang Fan hurriedly responded: "Wukong, master is here!"

The Great Sage hurried over on somersaulting clouds, his face was covered tightly, when he landed, he suddenly saw a snake's tail fluttering around Master, couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and shouted: "Master, be careful!"

While landing, he stretched out the golden cudgel and poked it violently!

The python was in pain, and suddenly jumped forward, its tail retracted, and it couldn't see anything.

Wukong was annoyed: "It's time to tell it to run away!" Then he asked Zhuang Fan: "Master, have you ever been bitten? How can you be so bold that you can get so close without killing it with a ring stick?"

Zhuang Fan laughed and said: "It's all right, that demon has already been scared by Master!"

Wukong only thought it was an ordinary boa constrictor, but it was a bit bigger, but he never thought that it was still a monster. He was so angry with his master, he said angrily: "Master is getting more and more careless! He killed your apprentice alive that day." Terrified!"

Zhuang Fan also knew that he was a little reckless today. After all, this body had never been in actual combat before. It was only because the monster is not very capable today that he took advantage of it. Stay away!"

Then he said to the monkey: "Go, Master will take you to see something good!"

The monkey said: "Why don't you subdue this monster first, we hurt him, I'm afraid it will hold grudges, if you don't kill him in one go, wait until he comes out to hurt people, what should we do!"

Zhuang Fan smiled and said: "He also has that life!" Without any explanation, he took the monkey and flew to another cave entrance.

The monkey had no choice but to keep up, but when he reached the place, he looked down and drank!

It was a big boa constrictor, from head to tail, it had been cut into pieces, and its lower abdomen was spread out on the ground one by one, completely dead.

Just now the red-scaled boa constrictor's tail was in pain, and it jumped out suddenly under fright, its belly was softer, it was being cut open by those golden blades, the boa constrictor crawled forward with all his strength under the pain, just in time to cut itself from head to tail. Cut it cleanly.

The monkey looked at the blood on the ground, and was a little dumbfounded. When he stabbed the python's tail just now, the python was alive and kicking. How could it have died so badly?

Zhuang Fan picked up the corpse of the python with a ring stick, and saw that the sharp blade refined by the gold leaf underneath was still intact, but it was dirty with a lot of snake blood and internal organs, so he felt a little disgusted and didn't want to pick it up.

The monkey's eyes were sharp, and he saw it at a glance. He poked the golden blade with the golden cudgel, but he didn't move it. He wondered, "Master, where did you get the knife? What is it made of? It's so sharp and strong!"

The python demon has rough skin and thick flesh, so ordinary soldiers might not be able to hurt it.

Zhuang Fan smiled complacently, took out a stack of gold leaves, shook them to his apprentice as a signal, and said, "It's just a few gold leaves, master refined it a little bit, originally I only wanted to catch a dead mouse, and if I touch it Just try your luck, who would have thought that the things you made could still be used if you still have the skill back then!"

It was rare for Wukong to see his master like this, he was very speechless, shook his head, pulled out those golden blades from the soil, sprayed a mouthful of real fire, burned the dirty blood on them, and gave them to the master together.

He knew that Zhuang Fan loves cleanliness but is frugal, just now he looked at the golden blade with distaste but didn't pick it up, if he just lost it, I'm afraid he'll mutter again later, he might as well pick it up first and clean it up.

Sure enough, when Zhuang Fan saw his apprentice handing it over, he accepted it without any hesitation.

The monkey still covered his face, and said to Zhuang Fan: "Master, what should we do with the body of this strange python?"

Zhuang Fan picked up a piece of python meat with a ring stick, saw that the meat was white and delicate, and said: "I don't know if this meat can be eaten?"

The monkey was already disgusted in the stench. Seeing that the master was still thinking about eating python meat, he couldn't help retching, and said: "Master, this place is so smelly, it's hard for you to think about eating it! It's for me at this time." I can't swallow donkey meat either. The python lives here, and the meat may smell bad, so don't worry about eating it."

Zhuang Fan said innocently: "Master can't smell it!"

Wukong was so angry that he tightened the gown that covered his face with his hands, and said: "Master, this place is probably where the smelly place is, it is even more stinky than other people's Taodongyi, and the journey is long, and there is also a distance of [-] miles. How are we going to get there?"

Zhuang Fan regretfully threw away the python meat, and said: "Don't worry, you go back first, Master will come to find a solution."

Seeing that there was no danger around, Wukong backed away obediently, and went to the entrance of the mountain with his master.

Originally, Tang Sanzang walked through the [-]-mile Rotten Persimmon Street, and asked Bajie to turn into a big pig and push him all the way. Zhuang Fan didn't want to spoil his apprentice so badly. , Hearing the call of the holy monk, I couldn't help but brow with joy, and hurriedly showed up.

Zhuang Fan saluted the land and said, "I'm bothering you!"

The land and mountain god hurriedly returned the salute: "Don't dare not dare, I don't know the holy monk's call, what orders do you have!"

Zhuang Fan then said: "My teacher and apprentice went west and thought about these [-]-mile mountains, but the stench here is overwhelming. I want to do something like cut off the roots of the persimmon trees here and bury the filthy things together. I would like to ask you all." , I don’t know if it will hurt the feng shui of this place, is this feasible?”

The mountain god heard this, and quickly interjected: "It's feasible! Why not? The holy monk doesn't know, this place is remote, and there were not so many persimmon trees in the past. It's just that a hundred years ago, there were birds passing by here, and the arrows left here, so it grows." A persimmon tree came out, but because of the remoteness and few people, the persimmon tree grew vigorously here. If the holy monk didn't get rid of it at this time, maybe a hundred years later, there would be another nest of dryads. .”

The land also said: "That's right, the holy monk can cast spells, we only agree with it, and there is no opposition!"

Hearing this, the monkey said angrily, "Hey! Bold! You dared to instigate my old grandson's master here! Is there anyone who is more familiar with this ground-breaking matter than you? Don't talk about opening up a way out." Help us master and apprentice cross the mountain, but still think that my master will cut down trees for you after eliminating demons? Are you ashamed!"

Hearing this, the land and mountain god suddenly realized, beat his chest and said, "Yes, yes! I'm so old!" Isn't this a good time to serve the holy monk?

He cupped his hands again and said, "Holy Monk, wait a moment. I'll come as soon as I go. I'll open the way and help the Holy Monk go west!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly replied: "Please trouble the gods!"

The land and mountain god said with a smile: "Being able to contribute to the holy monk is a blessing that many people can't ask for!"

After finishing speaking, he saluted again, and did not dare to delay any longer, turned around and left.

Not long after, Zhuang Fan and Wukong stood in mid-air, and heard the rumbling sound in the [-]-mile mountains. From east to west, smoke and dust rose everywhere, trees fell and rocks collapsed, and the soil rolled. The valleys, the fruit-rich persimmon trees, and the filth accumulated in the mountains for many years, along the mountains to the west, were gradually buried.

Zhuang Fan saw that all the ground turned up was the raw soil from the ground, and he was afraid that there would be no grass growing here and it would become desolate, so he said to Wukong: "Oh Wukong, go and call Wuwang, and tell him to spread clouds and rain here. Fat soil."

The monkey knew that the master was careful and kind, so he didn't dissuade him, so he took orders to find his younger brother.

After a while, everyone came here, because the land of the mountain god had turned over half of the mountain at this time, and the smell gradually disappeared, so Wu You could hold on.

Wu Wang flew into the air and said, "Master, why do you want to make rain? But it needs to be rained harder to wash away the filth?"

Zhuang Fan explained to his disciples: "That's not necessary. I invited the mountain god of the land here to bury the row of persimmons. It's just that they dug the soil a little deeper, and all the soil they turned up was raw soil. I'm afraid that there will be nothing left in this place. grows long, not a single blade of grass grows, and becomes desolate, so I want to ask you to rain down some rain to moisten the earth, is there any hindrance?"

Wu Wang said: "So that's it, this is easy, as long as the apprentice sneezes a few times and sprinkles a little ambergris, it will be done, and there is no need for rain."

Zhuang Fan said: "It's better this way, I'm always afraid that if you let the rain fall indiscriminately, then the Jade Emperor will come to criticize you again!"

Xiao Bailong laughed and said: "Master, as long as the weather is not delayed, it will be fine! This barren mountain is uninhabited, as long as there is no big disturbance, the rain will fall at will!"

Zhuang Fan rubbed his apprentice's bald forehead, smiled slightly, and told him to go.

Wu Wang then turned into a silver dragon, stretched his body, and followed the mountain god land, sneezed down a few times, sprinkling rain all over the place.

Sure enough, after a misty drizzle, the air became fresh again. Even though it was autumn, the mountains were full of vitality again. It was no longer all over the mountains and plains, only the persimmon trees were the bully.

After one or two hours, the work in both places was finished, and the land and the mountain god came to Zhuang Fan together, bowed their hands and said, "Thank you, the holy monk, for your kindness, for sending a high-ranking disciple to help me. With this sweet rain, the vitality of this place will be restored, and the veins of the earth will be revived. I'm afraid it won't be long before more mortals will come to settle here! I'll be able to enjoy more incense, and this is all thanks to the blessing of the holy monk. I can pray more for the holy monk's trip to the west in the future!"

Zhuang Fan said: "You're welcome."

He asked again, "This persimmon tree was buried deep in the ground. I don't know if the seeds will germinate after many years?"

The land hurriedly said: "Holy monk, don't worry too much. I have dealt with it when I buried it. Even if there is a missing one, it can be regarded as its good fortune. If one or two grow by accident, people here will come here later." If there are more of them, they can be picked in time, and they won't be a disaster anymore!"

After hearing this, Zhuang Fan was relieved and said, "If that's the case, it's really the best of both worlds!"

The goblin was also slaughtered and the filth was cleaned, Zhuang Fan descended from the clouds and joined his apprentices, ready to start again, Wu Wang also reincarnated into a white horse and stood aside, waiting for the master to mount the horse.

Those little gods all came to send them off, and Zhuang Fan made eleven ceremonies and said: "I can't repay you for your help. I only have a few bottles of elixir and a few scriptures to give away. The gifts are less, and I hope Haihan, don't be disgusted!"

The land and mountain gods were both surprised and delighted, they didn't expect that everyone would get double shares, and hurriedly said: "After a while, I dare not accept it, dare not accept it!"

It is a great blessing to get a copy of the elixir of the Taishang Laojun and the scriptures of Guanyin Bodhisattva, how can we want them all?

According to the master's wishes, the monkey prepared the presents long ago. Seeing their ink stains, he said: "It's too long-winded, take it away, my master and apprentice are going west in a hurry, how can I have time to be polite to you here!"

The land and mountain gods were so panicked that they quickly accepted them, and then watched the holy monk, master and disciple go away. They were so happy that they couldn't speak coherently, and they didn't know what to say.

But the old man Li's house in Tuoluo Zhuang saw that Zhuang Fan went out to subdue the demon, and there was no movement for a while, so he couldn't help being frightened.

Unexpectedly, when the old man Li walked into the courtyard, he suddenly discovered that the stench that had been lingering in the air during this season in the past had disappeared. The scripture learner came to his home and happened to meet a monster, so he went out to subdue the monster, and it was said that he would never return.

The old man didn't know what happened, so he found a brave young man in the village and went to the valley to investigate.

The young men went, and after a while they ran back and reported that not only the strange python died at the mountain pass, but the corpses were piled up there, and even the [-]-mile persimmon ridge was quiet and quiet. , I can no longer find a persimmon tree, I can no longer find a pool of rotten persimmon mud, but there is a smooth road leading directly to the distance.

The young adults who went to investigate were inexplicably excited, reported the letter to the villagers, and ran back to their homes to tell the shocking news.

Running all the way down, not long after, the whole Zhuangzi knew about these two major events, and everyone was boiling.

The villagers were very surprised when they heard this, and everyone in Tuoluozhuang couldn't believe it when they heard this. Five hundred families, each with their own people, all went to the entrance of the mountain to check.

When he came near, there was that bold young man who took a hoe and pulled it a few times, and saw that dead body like a red hill, it was indeed the big python, which was cut open from the abdomen by some sharp knife, and it was completely dead!

The young man dug out a piece of python meat that was slightly thinner and shorter with a hoe, but it weighed more than a hundred catties. He pulled the meat over, showed the red scales to everyone, and said happily, "Look, everyone, the python is indeed dead. !"

The peasant households all carried hoes when they went out, and those who were devoured by the snake, who ate their relatives, and swallowed their cattle and sheep property, felt resentful in their hearts, and they all took hoes to plan the python, and the hoes hit the scales, making a tinkling sound, Unable to hurt the slightest bit, they turned their faces and went to hoe the white meat. A few of them were bitter and angry, and while venting their anger, they couldn't help crying!

Then there was a mother whose son was eaten, and she came home with a kitchen knife and said, "You eat my son, and today it's my turn to eat your meat!"

In the end, I cut a big piece of meat, went home and stewed it in a pot, and ate it with tears while crying!

Those who had mortal enemies with the python saw the mother like this, they all followed suit and cut the meat of the python, even those who were lucky enough not to be injured by the python, saw that the meat was edible, they also came to cut it one after another.

Although the python is big, five hundred households in the village come to cut the meat. Even if they can't finish eating, they pickle it with salt and hang it on the stove to make a piece of bacon. In the dust, finally buried by the loess, disappeared without a trace.

The poor giant python already has horns on its head, if it restrains its viciousness, cultivates in the mountains, does not eat human flesh, and does not harm its life, I am afraid it will not end up in such a miserable end.

Zhuang Fan didn't know what happened here, he took his disciples forward, all the way to the west, and within a few days, he received a letter from Hongye Feihe, Hongye sent a portrait of his little girl Nao Nao, and showed it off to everyone, along with the book There is also a letter from the red boy.

After studying in a private school for a few days, Honghai'er now knows more characters, and his husband also started to teach him to hold a brush and practice calligraphy.

Hong Haier is an unyielding character, at first he looked down on those mortal children, but after getting along for a few days, he found that, except for the mountain goblin, the children in the private school knew more than he did, and knew more about it than him. He is broad, even he has read more books than him, and his handwriting is even better, especially his elder brother who is versatile, he is omnipotent in music, poetry, calligraphy and painting.

Hong Haier was beaten for a few days, and vowed to study hard. Now that he studies hard every day, and hangs his wrists to practice calligraphy every day, the letters he wrote this time, although the characters are as big as a bucket, some of them can't write. I went around and replaced it temporarily, but at any rate, every word has a uniform skeleton, horizontal and vertical, and it has a good posture. I asked Zhuang Fan to write back and praised him a lot.

As for the letter brought by Hongye, Zhuang Fan glanced at it and wrote an oracle bone inscription full of bragging about his girl. He just didn't want to spoil him, so he only wrote two words at the end of the letter: "I don't understand", and he didn't reply any more. , so I asked the crane who delivered the letter to take it back.

The red leaf who received the reply was so angry!

Hong Hai'er was very happy. Zhuang Fan not only praised his studies in the letter, but also told him that his mother was doing well in Nanhai, and asked Hong Hai'er to write to his mother, and Zhuang Fan could pass it on for him. Any package can also be delivered together.

But in a few days, the crane that delivered the letter came again, dying of exhaustion, with a huge and heavy package in its mouth, which was a gift bought by Hong Boy for his mother in the mortal world. When Zixin came, Zhuang Fan was asked to forward it to Princess Iron Fan.

Zhuang Fan took the package and smiled slightly. At night, when the children were asleep, he went outside the tent, set up the small tent, lit a lotus incense, and waited for the arrival of Guanyin.