Tang Seng is a cook

Afraid that Guanyin would not see him, Zhuang Fan took out a futon, threw it in front of the small tent, sat up, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and stared blankly at the starry sky in autumn, In a daze, wait.

On an autumn night, the night wind is cool, the starry sky is bright, and the moonlight is beautiful.

Zhuang Fan waited patiently.

Waiting left, didn't come, waiting right, didn't come.

Half an hour later, the lotus incense in Zhuang Fan's hand was burned out, but there was no movement.

Zhuang Fan was puzzled, and waited patiently for a while, only to see a person galloping towards the western cloud, and he hurriedly got up to meet him, stood on the ground, and looked up.

He just saw the person coming, but he couldn't help being disappointed.

It's not Avalokitesvara, but Mu Zha, Avalokitesvara's great apprentice.

When Mu Zha met Zhuang Fan, he made eleven ceremonies, knowing that Zhuang Fan had recovered his previous life memory, he smiled and said: "My nephew has met Master Jin Chan!"

Zhuang Fan was disappointed in his heart, and said without revealing his face: "Why are you here, your master? Why are you still coming from the west? But there is something wrong with Lingshan?"

Mu Zha scratched his head, picked the last question and said: "No, Uncle Bodhi sent a post forward to Nanhai, saying that he had accepted a new closed disciple and wanted to make a big fuss. He invited Master to watch the ceremony, and Master took him with him. I went to Lingtai Mountain with Dahei."

He said again, "Master saw the letter incense burned by the uncle, and wanted to come in person, but the uncle Ksitigarbha was also there, and he held him tight. My master didn't want to force him away, so he asked me to come here. What's the matter, uncle?" , or do you have a message for my master?"

Zhuang Fan let out an "oh", knowing that there was nothing wrong with Guanyin, so he was relieved, but he was still disappointed.

He took out the red boy's bundle, handed it to Mu Zha and said, "There is nothing important about it, this is what the red boy brought to his mother, you keep it, and when you return to South China Sea, bring it to your little junior sister."

After hearing this, Mu Zha agreed, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Uncle!"

Zhuang Fan said with a smile: "Your little nephew's filial piety and concern for his mother are all contained in it, how can it not sink."

Mu Zha laughed, put away the burden, and said: "These days, my junior sister has become much more cheerful in Zizhu Forest, and is not as sad as when she first went there. Mom, she's not practicing kung fu or going into the kitchen, and she was taken out by Longnu to meet a lot of sisters, so she's busy all day long."

Zhuang Fan listened, smiled slightly, and said: "That's not good, after all, there is something to do, it's better than sitting dry all day, washing your face with tears."

He added: "Red Boy put the plantain fan in the letter. When you send the package, remember to tell the iron fan, lest she accidentally miss looking at it and lose it again."

Mu Zha agreed and said: "Okay, my nephew remembers it!" After finishing speaking, he asked, "Is there anything else, uncle? Can you bring a letter to my master? Before leaving, the master asked him several times to take me with me." Letter back."

Zhuang Fan was very happy when he heard it, and said: "I have a few words to write to your master, you just sit and wait for a while, and you will get it in a while!"

Mu Zha then said: "Master, write slowly, write more. My master told me to go back to Nanhai directly from here. I don't have to go to Lingtai Mountain anymore. I guess my master will stay in Lingtai Mountain until the banquet is over. The time is very short." It's abundant, Master, shall I go after breakfast?"

Zhuang Fan smiled, and said leniently: "Okay, then you can go to sleep over there! Wu Wangdu night today, he is by the door, you go in, just let him ask for a quilt."

Thinking of the little fat dragon, Mu Zha happily agreed, "Okay!" After saying good night to Zhuang Fan, he got up and ran to find the little white dragon.

Don't you know that his impression of Wu Wang is still in the three-headed little chubby dumpling, but now Wu Wang is a young monk, and when Mu Zha came in, he was shocked a lot.

Mu Zha yelled in the tent, not only made Wu Wang angry enough, but also quarreled with Wu Kong Ba Jie and Wu You. The brothers and sisters looked at each other, except for Wu You, the other three rushed forward, Mu Zha pressed under his body, gave him a fat beating, and then scratched him hard for a long time.

Wu You also wanted to go up to fight in groups, but because of his special status and special body, neither side took him with him, so he could only hold his arms, pouted his lips, and watched from the side.

Mu Zha was beaten so badly that he almost died of laughter after a while, the pain was fine, but the itching was unbearable, so he tied up his hands and started to resist, and immediately there was a commotion in the tent.

Zhuang Fan just put the case on the table, set up his pen and ink, and wrote on the paper with breathless concentration, "I don't know if you meet each other. I don't see you in a day. It's like three autumns. I haven't seen you for a long time. I am very old. I miss you very much... ..." and heard the laughter of the children, lively and joyful, carefree, free, carefree, and all the infected worries of lovesickness disappeared.

Zhuang Fan couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, and listened for a while with a smile. Seeing the children giggling and fighting, and about to knock down the roof of the tent, he coughed twice. It was as quiet as a power outage.

Zhuang Fan said: "Go to bed early, don't make trouble, and look sleepy."

Then they heard rustling noises for a while, and soon quieted down again. The children muttered a few small words again, but Zhuang Fan ignored them. After a while, there was really no more sound, and slowly came Even, heavy breathing.

They are all fast asleep.

Zhuang Fan sighed and continued to write a letter to Guanyin. He wrote a few large sheets of paper eloquently, and the whole article was about one thing, "I miss you so much, when will you come?"

At the end of the writing, Zhuang Fan lowered his head, took out the pouch he was wearing next to his body from the neckline, stretched his fingers in, and touched the glass heart with warmth, put it on his lips and kissed it, rubbed it in the palm of his hand for a while, and sighed , and put it back again.

After thinking about it, I decided to write the words "I love you very much" at the end of the letter. When the pen and ink were dry, I folded it neatly into Fang Sheng and put it in an envelope to seal it.

After writing the letter, Zhuang Fan didn't go back to the big tent to sleep. He stayed in the small tent, hugged the quilt that Guanyin had covered that day, and lay alone all night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night. with.

Early the next morning, Wuyou ran to his father's tent, crawled into Zhuang Fan's bed and complained: "The senior brothers fought with my brother, I'm so good, I didn't fight with them!"

Zhuang Fan laughed heartily, kissed his youngest son's chubby face, and said, "Our Wuyou is a good baby, don't fool around with them!"

Ask again: "I saw my brother happy yesterday? Did you sleep well at night?"

Wuyou pursed his lips and complained, "My brother is very annoying!"

Not only did he hug him tightly at night, but he also insisted on pulling him to whisper, and for some reason, he thought that he was going to change his name, but he didn't know what to change it to, so he whispered After a long time, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep first. In the dream, his brother was still there enlightening and enlightening endlessly.

Before Zhuang Fan could ask what's the matter, I heard Mu Zha pulling his neck outside the tent and shouting: "Nezha, where did you go? Nezha! Come to brother quickly!"

Wuyou covered his ears annoyedly, and slipped into Zhuang Fan's arms, pretending to be dead.

Zhuang Fan couldn't help laughing, he patted Wuyou and said, "Do you want to sleep a little longer? Daddy cooks!"

Wuyou thought for a while, then got up again, frowned and sighed sadly, and said resignedly: "Forget it, I'll go out, otherwise, when I eat later, I will definitely be read to death by my second brother! "

Zhuang Fan led Wu You out of the tent and saw that the children were up and washing up. Although they all complained that Mu Zha was too noisy and they didn't sleep well, they were still playing vigorously, so he didn't worry too much. They make trouble on their own.

In the morning, Mu Zha had dinner with Tang Seng and his disciples. Zhuang Fan handed him the letter and asked, "I wonder what name your Uncle Bodhi gave Mao Mao?"

Mu Zha's mouth was stuffed with steamed stuffed buns, and when he heard the words, he said in a nonchalant manner: "I've caught up with the part of naming. The junior brother is now called Zhuang Wu, and Master Bodhi said that he wants to make the younger brother fully enlightened." People have similarities, but also have different meanings, so I can be a unique self in the future.”

Zhuang Fan listened, nodded, and sighed in his heart, when every child grows up, he has a hero in his heart, an omnipotent and very powerful idol, and they can't help imitating, Learning, but in the end, children have to be themselves after all.

Although he is obsessed with his body, Zhuang Fan also hopes that Maomao can grow up to be an independent individual in a healthy way, instead of being the shadow of Wukong who follows suit.

Wukong listened, thoughtful, and asked Mu Zha a few things about the teacher apprentice banquet. Although he had two apprenticeships, he was quiet and there was no ceremony. Although he might not be envious in his heart, his face showed yearning color.

Seeing Zhuang Fan, he patted the monkey's forehead and said, "After learning the scriptures, the master will also hold an apprentice banquet, and invite all our relatives and old friends, and your good friends will also shout, when the time comes, You take the leader, how about the master formally introduce your brothers and sisters to everyone?"

Monkey smiled and said: "That's good, it's just that Master is about to bleed profusely, and he has to give out several gifts in one go."

Mu Zha swallowed what was in his mouth, and said: "Oh, you are still thinking about that little gift, it is your own thing, it's like putting your left hand on your right hand, what's the meaning? You didn't see, the Lingtai of Uncle Bodhi How many people have gone to the mountain, who can go empty-handed!"

He stretched out his hand and counted with his fingers: "Needless to say about the nest in Lingshan, everyone who can go has gone, but there are so many people in them, even if they are not high enough, they can't get in. They just lost their gifts." I left at the door. There is also the Antarctic Immortal, the Universal Dragon, and Zhao Gongming..."

Mu Zhaluo repeated a lot of people's names, and Zhuang Fan was dizzy. Fortunately, after talking for a long time, he finally finished, clapping his hands and saying: "Ah, yes, even the Great Immortal Zhenyuan is here!"

Zhuang Fan was taken aback, and said, "He went alone?" Zhenyuan's posture of sticking red leaves made his eyes hurt, why did he go out by himself?

Mu Zha was full, so he concentrated on talking, and said: "No, it's been a long time. The Great Immortal Zhenyuan is full of spring, saying that he is an old woman, and he is very busy. In the conversation, he never leaves his daughter. Let me see, if it is not a child It's too young, I'm afraid that Immortal Zhenyuan will definitely take it to Lingtai Mountain today."

Zhuang Fan said: "Is he still there when you left?"

Mu Zha shook his head and said: "He left much earlier than me, so he went to give a gift and greeted a few acquaintances. I watched, and he left in a hurry."

Zhuang Fan felt at ease now, he guessed that it was Hongye who was bothered by Zhenyuan, and just had a chance, so he kicked him out to the banquet.

After all, the matter of the young couple was far away again, Zhuang Fan asked a few words before throwing his hand away and ignoring it.

After dinner, Mu Zha followed Wu You curiously. Watching his younger brother wash the dishes, he looked down on Wu You, and couldn't help but pour water on him, saying: "Go, go! I'll call you later. If you break the bowl, you will be asked to pay for the money!"

Mu Zha grinned and said: "My brother is really capable! Brother, just take a look, don't say anything! Don't worry, hit it casually, if it is broken, brother will have money, and brother will buy it for you!"

Wuyou rolled his eyes when he heard that, turned his head away, leaving Mu Zha with a chubby little back, ignored him, and concentrated on washing the dishes.

When Mu Zha saw him coming this time, the expression on his younger brother's face became much more vivid. He was no longer like a little wooden man. He would get angry, laugh when he was happy, and flatten his mouth when he was wronged. I could roll my eyes again, and I couldn't help being happy, and poked Nezha's chubby butt lightly.

It just so happened that Nezha leaned forward to pick up the dirty bowl from the other side of the big wooden basin, and Mu Zha made a push, and the third prince slapped his face, and he was dunked into the big wooden basin filled with dirty bowls and water!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Zha picked up Nezha from behind, turned around and hurried up into the air, and ran away through the clouds and fog, shouting as he ran, "Master Jin Chan, I'm returning to the South China Sea! Goodbye!"

How could Wuyou let him go, an incarnation, with a hot wheel on his feet, and a hunting silk in his hand, he chased after him.

The two younger brothers had a fight in the air, but in the end Mu Zha let his younger brother run away in despair.

Wuyou came back with a grunt, and continued to wash the dishes. Zhuang Fan was worried that he would catch a cold in wet clothes, so he walked over to check, but there was no water stain at all.

Not long after, the master and apprentice packed up their things and went on their way again.

Mu Zha went back to the purple bamboo forest, running out of breath. Fortunately, when he reached the door, he asked Zhao Wu who was squatting in the flower pot, and he was relieved when he learned that the master hadn't come back yet.

Put Zhuang Fan's letter to Master on the desk in Master's study, gave the package delivered by Red Boy to Junior Sister Tie Fan, and carefully relayed Zhuang Fan's words. I took out a fan the size of an apricot leaf, so I felt relieved.

When Mu Zha saw that the iron fan had put the fan away, he said, "Fortunately, I lived up to my trust!"

Tie Fan said: "Thank you, brother, for working hard for my mother and son."

Mu Zha grinned and said: "This is also worthy of thanks. It wasn't for you at all. It was because Master Jin Chan had something to do with Master, and by the way, Master Jin Chan said that Hong Boy is now following his master and The Great Immortal of Zhenyuan settled down in a small mortal town, and the red boy also went to study in a private school. If you have time, you can go and see him, but you can't go down the mountain. It is always possible to write letters to the red boy. There are cranes at home. There is nothing to do all day long, and they are well fed, so you can tell them to go out for a run and fly!"

When Iron Fan heard this, his eyes turned red, and he was very grateful in his heart. It's just that the girl was more reserved, and she didn't show it on her face. She thanked Mu Zha again, and went back to the house with the bundle to take a closer look.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong at home and everything was calm, Mu Zha also went to guard the door and watched the door with Zhao Wu, waiting for the master to come back.

Zhao Wu is more dexterous now, like in a flower pot, he pretends to be a small vine, pretending to be a bonsai, but he can neither speak nor speak, and it is meaningless to put him at the door, just called Zhao Wu took a look at the scenery and relieved his loneliness.

It happened that Mu Zha was a chatterbox, and his younger brother couldn't talk back, so he pulled Zhao Wu and chattered endlessly.

When the two talked and listened, Mu Zha was spitting and flying, and Zhao Wu's branches and leaves were swaying, but they were harmonious. When they were talking vigorously, Guanyin came back with Dahei in the clouds and fog.

Mu Zha was taken aback when he saw Master, and when someone got close, he asked, "Master, where is the golden retriever you rode over this morning? Did you give it to Uncle Bodhi as a congratulatory gift?"

Avalokitesvara made his apprentice stunned for a moment, his face was blank for a moment, and then he realized that he quickly pinched his fingers and counted, his heart was broken, and he told the beast to slip away again.

After breaking through the clouds, he saw that evil beast was acting as a demon in the Zhuzi Kingdom, and Zhuang Fan was about to arrive, so he said to Mu Zha: "Master, go down, stay at home, and take your brothers and sisters to practice. Master, go there." I will go back."

Mu Zha hurriedly said: "Master, Uncle Jin Chan has a letter, I put it in the study!"

Guanyin smiled slightly and said, "Got it, wait until I come back!"

Turned around and left.

Mu Zha took Dahei together, squatted at the gate of Zizhu Forest, and continued chattering around Zhao Wu, making the two juniors dizzy.

Besides, Avalokitesvara came straight to Zhuang Fan after descending to earth. It was already dark at this time, and Zhuang Fan was camping with his apprentices again. He had already eaten and was resting and talking in the tent.

While talking, Wuyou yawned, pointing at his father's chest with tears in his eyes, and said, "Dad, you're shining!"

Zhuang Fan thought he was dazzled, so he patted him and said, "Be sleepy, go to sleep!"

Wuyou grumbled, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After a while, the three Wukongs on the other end also fell asleep in a mess.

Zhuang Fan couldn't fall asleep, so he got up quietly, and lifted the curtain to get out to get some air, but he saw Guanyin standing under the tree over there at a glance, and couldn't help laughing.

He turned around and covered the curtain of the tent, then ran to Guanyin, held his hand, and whispered: "How long have you been waiting? Did you see the letter?"

Guanyin pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head and said, "I just returned to Zizhu Forest, before I went in, I came to your place, the letter was put in the study by Mu Zha, I haven't had time to read it, what can I say in the letter? Is there something I missed?"

Zhuang Fan said: "No, it doesn't matter if you see it or not, you are here, it's better than anything else."

The two nestled into the small tent again to talk.

Guanyin wanted to tell Zhuang Fan about the golden-haired cat, but as soon as he entered the tent, Zhuang Fan hugged him tightly, and the two of them listened to each other's violent heartbeat quietly without speaking, for a long time, there was no sound .

Guanyin sighed: "I didn't come before, are you unhappy?"

Zhuang Fan shook his head and said: "Waiting is also a very good thing. Slowly the lotus incense burns out, and it seems that you will appear in front of my eyes in the next moment. If you don't come, I'm just a little worried, afraid of what will happen to you." I can't help you either."

Guanyin laughed, and said: "This time, I was really caught off guard. No one thought that Bodhi, who is so impatient, would suddenly want to make a big fuss."

He sighed, and said: "You also know that Lingtai Mountain is at the foot of Lingtai Mountain, and Niuzhou in Xihe is now regarded as the Buddha's territory. He is a Taoist cultivator, who happens to be suppressed, and how many disciples can there be on the mountain? The only thing used is Wuli!"

He thumped his arms, feeling very tired, and said: "For such a big apprentice banquet, he threw out a lot of posts in one go, and he didn't have anyone to handle it, so I had to drag Dizang to help him."

Zhuang Fan laughed and said, "Why didn't you ask Long Nu to go? I heard from Mu Zha that you took him and Da Hei. Two boys, naughty enough, how can you help? "

Guanyin snorted coldly, and said: "The little crane is staring at my dragon girl. Even if I lock the dragon girl in the purple bamboo forest, I can't escape his tossing three times a day. If I really take it to Lingtai Mountain, I will take care of it." An apprentice brought up, I'm afraid that in an instant, he will become an unmarried daughter-in-law!"

That old Bodhi, still can't use all his strength to command the Dragon Girl?

Zhuang Fan laughed and said: "We also watched Wuli grow up, what are you dissatisfied with?"

Guanyin glared at him and said, "I'm angry, don't speak nice words for them!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything!"

Ask him again: "Are you tired? Did you have a good meal at the table?"

Avalokitesvara stretched her waist in a very disfigured way, and said lazily: "I'm not hungry, but I'm really tired. I haven't seen so many people for a long time."

He propped his forehead, and said: "Maybe it was the last time Wukong made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace? I was so lively once!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly coughed and said, "It's all my fault. If I'm not so reckless, I can't make my child suffer."

If Wukong had been disciplined and cared about, he would not have committed that disaster.

With him behind his back, how dare the Jade Emperor just give Wukong a Bi Mawen?

Still dare to deliberately throw the monkey in the Taoyuan, and lead him to break the precept! ?

Guanyin sighed, and said: "When we talk about this now, it's just a coincidence, so it's not a coincidence. It's not us who are behind the scheme. Don't worry about it anymore, it's over."

Zhuang Fan let it go, and asked again, "Have you gone to see Mao Mao? Is he still obedient?"

Guanyin couldn't help laughing, and said: "I see, that child seems to be going to school. He hasn't understood what it means to be a teacher. When he saw me, he kept asking you to come."

Zhuang Fan sighed and said, "Oh, as long as he is safe and doesn't go on the wrong path, I can rest assured."

Guanyin hummed, yawned, tears welled from the corners of his eyes, and said, "He's fine, don't worry. I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while, and I have something to tell you later."

After speaking, he fell down between the quilts and fell asleep in peace.