Tang Seng is a cook

This nine-section withered vine coiling dragon crutch is something that the Antarctic fairy never leaves his hand. It has a unique shape, extraordinary material, and a restrained halo. When Zhuang Fan was still a golden cicada, he was an acquaintance with the old birthday star, so how could he not recognize it.

Zhuang Fan thought, this monster must be the old white deer, that's right, besides him, who else could steal the Antarctic fairy's walking stick?

Just as Zhuang Fan was thinking, Wukong gently tugged at Master's cassock behind him, and Zhuang Fan knew that Wukong must have recognized the real body of the demon.

Zhuang Fan gave a slight nod of his head as a signal, but he didn't look back. He kept walking, led his disciples into the main hall, saluted together, and saw the king. Here is the ultimatum, please use your seal!"

The king didn't mind the fact that Zhuang Fan didn't bow down, he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "No rush, holy monk, please sit down first."

Saying so, he called people over, moved Jindun, and invited Zhuang Fan to take a seat.

Zhuang Fan was not polite either, he put the document into the hand of the little waiter who moved the stool, said sorry, and sat down by himself, while several disciples stood in a row behind him, and gave the little waiter Squeeze to the king's end.

The little waiter was holding the customs clearance document in his hand, he was very frightened, so he had to hand it to the front of the steps, but the king had no choice but to ask someone to take it away, and opened it to have a look.

But the king was also careful, he didn't look at the front, only looked at the great seals of the following countries. Sure enough, after offering sacrifices to the Sai Kingdom, there was a new seal, which was the seal of the Zhuzi Kingdom.

Because of awe in his heart and asking for others, the king didn't dare to delay, so he picked up the big seal on the desk, carefully printed the mud, covered it under the big seal of Zhuzi Kingdom, and blew it twice. Only when the mud was dry, he handed it back Zhuang Fan.

Zhuang Fan didn't even look at the Taoist priest, he just watched the king examine the certificate of customs clearance without urging him, and he felt a little happier when he saw that he stamped the seal readily. "Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, and the poor monk is also in a hurry to go west to learn Buddhist scriptures, so I won't bother you anymore, so I will take my leave."

He folded eleven more times, turned around and lifted his legs and walked away.

The king was in a hurry, and quickly stretched out his hand and called out: "Holy Monk, stop!" He turned around and called the demon, "Look, Immortal Elder..."

The Taoist hurriedly got up and called out: "Elder Tang, why is there a need to hurry! The journey to the west is long, so why rush?"

Zhuang Fan became angry when he heard the words of this monster, probably because the Antarctic fairy is a god in charge of life in the world, and his incense is very strong in the mortal world. As a result, this old man who is a birthday star, in order to gain some merit, even indulged his mount to descend to the mortal world make trouble.

It's fine to get involved in Journey to the West, Zhuang Fan let them rub off on the invisible merits, but this white deer violated Zhuang Fan's number one taboo, that is, he shouldn't bully children.

In the cold weather of March and September, the young children were taken away from their parents, and they were all locked in the cold and dark palace of Lengcui Pavilion. They were not given food, drink, or care, and treated the lives of mortal children like nothing. He had long wanted to kill this white deer.

Seeing the white deer speak at this time, Zhuang Fan gave a pause while leaning on the ring stick, half turned around and glanced at him, and said coldly: "I don't know this white deer... Daoist, what can I teach you?"

Seeing that Zhuang Fan called his real body broken, the Yaodao couldn't help his feet softening, his heart was extremely flustered, he managed to calm down, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Elder Tang's eyes are worthy of being the reincarnation of the beloved disciple in front of the Buddha's seat , it really is someone with Su Hui!"

Zhuang Fan turned around, stood on top of the hall, looked at him coldly, and didn't speak.

Zhuang Fan's icy eyes made the monster tremble in his heart, but he wanted to test him, so he insisted: "Since we elders recognize me, we must remember that we are also old acquaintances. Poor Dao came to the lower realm I have heard for a long time that Elder Tang is a person who has won the favor of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. He has many elixir from the upper world in his hands. I don’t know if the poor have the face to ask for one for our country’s lord, so as to prolong life?"

Zhuang Fan snorted coldly and said: "I don't dare to climb high. If you want to prolong your life, you are afraid that you are looking far away. Take this country's lord to beg your old master. Kowtow down a hundred or eighty times, and don't want to lose face. Ask the Antarctic Immortal to prolong your life by 1 years, I'm afraid it will be possible!"

The king was listening, surprised in his heart, and said to the Taoist priest: "Oh, Immortal Elder, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes. I didn't expect you to be the envoy of the God in front of the Antarctic Star Monarch. I am so disrespectful and disrespectful!"

While talking and bowing, a pair of eyes, staring at the Taoist priest with sparkle!

The Taoist was ashamed and embarrassed by Zhuang Fan's words, and his face was flushed with anger, but he hadn't gotten to the business yet, so he could only endure it secretly, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Xiao Ke is a mere slave, so what is there to say!"

He stopped the king, did not ask him to bow down, and went down the steps by himself. Leaning on crutches, he walked up to Tang Monk, made an interrogation, and said, "Elder Tang, why are you so secretive? You know, you are here!" The fact that Zhu Ziguo rescued the king's half of the elixir has already spread throughout the world!"

The white deer opened his arms, made a vague gesture, and said: "My lord is not greedy, I only want one elixir, just one, is it possible that Elder Tang is not willing to give it up? Elder Tang has a compassionate heart, he will not Are you so stingy?"

While talking, shaking his head in a pretentious gesture, it is really ugly.

Zhuang Fan looked at his look like he was getting it, and wanted to kick him away, his face sank and he said: "What if I just don't give it?"

The white deer choked, won't you?If you don't give it to me, you can't grab it, I will exchange it with you!

Unexpectedly, before he could speak to him, the king was in a hurry, and hurried down to the golden throne, bowed his hands to Zhuang Fan and said: "Holy monk, if you can get the medicine from the holy monk! The little king will definitely give you a big gift, including You are satisfied, what do you think?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Oh? I don't know what kind of thank you gift?"

The king glanced at the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest nodded, and the king said: "I am sure the holy monk is happy to see you! Come on, come on, the holy monk is calm, don't be impatient, sit first, wait a moment!"

After saying that, he led Zhuang Fan to sit on his seat again, and then gave a few winks to the people around him, he was as smart and astute, and ran out quickly.

Zhuang Fan knew that they must be going to Lengcui Pavilion to pick up the hundred or so children, so he was not in a hurry, so Shi Shiran sat down and watched how they would sing later, and decided to use these two for the show.

In broad daylight, their evil deeds are obvious, they admit it themselves, and when the Antarctic fairy comes, he wants to kill the white deer, but the Antarctic fairy has nothing to say.

As everyone knows, that white deer also has this idea in his mind.

The three groups sat on the main hall, all silent, waiting quietly.

The king was thinking deeply, needless to say in detail, but the white deer, squinting its eyes, with a long beard on its hands, looked at Zhuang Fan who was sitting under his highness, with an unfriendly expression, and thought in his heart, once he said it was a great gift, this Tang Sanzang really Just stay, look at is a greedy monk!

Thinking about those hundred or so boys, he has been fed with fairy dates for many days, and he has long been healthy and healthy, with only a section of natural energy in his belly. If this is Tang Sanzang, as his nephew said, he loves it. Men, they are easy to gouge out the hearts of demons and devour them. How can you not be tempted to see these more than a hundred boys who are even more demons?

No matter whether Tang San hid the boy, or he cut out his heart on the spot, as long as he showed a little bit of greed, hehe, the white deer snorted coldly in its belly, and he would pull him and go straight Lingshan, go see the Buddha!

So ruthless, what kind of scriptures did Tang Sanzang obtain, and what kind of Buddha did he worship! ?

If the Buddha did not punish Tang Sanzang for his death crime, then no wonder he would go to Nantianmen to sue the imperial court!

Everyone was waiting with their own thoughts, when suddenly they heard the sound of footsteps outside, and a servant hurried in, knelt down, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, something is wrong! There is no one in Lengcui Pavilion, Immortal The long-raised boy is gone!"

Zhuang Fan sat there, motionless, only looking at the king and the Taoist priest, to see how they would react.

The king of the bhikkhu country suddenly panicked, turned around to look at the Taoist priest, and said in a pale and trembling voice: "Immortal Chief, what is this, what is this..."

The white deer stood up suddenly, and asked sharply: "Did you look for it well? There are more than a hundred people, and they disappeared if they didn't see it?"

The servant prostrated himself on the ground, trembling all over, and said tremblingly: "It really disappeared, it disappeared out of thin air. When we got there, we saw that the palace door was locked. In desperation, we climbed the wall and jumped in before opening the palace door. There are more than ten rooms in Lengcui Pavilion, all the doors and windows are intact, that is, there are no people..."

The king also asked, "Where is the watchman?"

The waiter hurriedly replied: "We also went to look for them. We found them in the side room next to them. They were drunk and reeked of alcohol. We were still awake when we went! We went down with a few pots of cold water, and they only said that they didn't know when they were there. No, I just said that it was still there when the lights were turned off last night!"

The Taoist listened, thought in his heart, rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly pointed at Zhuang Fan and said viciously: "Okay, okay, good you Tang Sanzang, is it you, who heard the words of the more than a hundred men in my main palace?" Tong Tong's news, so they got their idea to steal it when we were not prepared?"

Zhuang Fan got up, snorted coldly, thinking that this goblin is still a little clever, and said: "So what if I did it? So what if I didn't do it?"

The goblin heard this, and became furious, and shouted anxiously: "It really is you! My nephew really didn't wrong you! Tang Sanzang, since you are such a tyrannical person, don't blame me for being ruthless with a crutch!"

After saying that, he flew up, waved his crutches, and hit Zhuang Fan head-on!

Wukong went up to stop him, Zhuang Fan said: "Wukong, let me come in person!"

As soon as the words fell, the Taoist priest's crutches came up to him, whistling in the wind, and it seemed that he really wanted Zhuang Fan's life.

Zhuang Fan dodged to hide, and with his left hand in front of his chest, he took off the colorful cassock, threw it casually, and handed it to Wukong to hold, took off the golden-topped Pilu hat, and threw it to Wuwang, and after a few strides he jumped, Dodging the Taoist priest's attack, he came to the front of the court, put his two fingers together, bent his fingers at the Taoist priest, and said: "Come, I fought here!"

The white deer was so angry that it screamed, chased Zhuang Fan and drove it out. The two of them held a nine-ringed tin staff and a nine-section withered rattan coiling dragon walking stick. They turned around and fought together.

The people above the main hall quickly chased them out, and saw in the courtyard, a young monk dressed in a blue monk robe, with half-length but not short hair, and a full beard, pressing down on the Taoist priest and beating him fiercely!

With anger in his heart, Zhuang Fan fought a little fiercely, the White Deer was already in defeat!

It's because although Zhuang Fan hadn't fought with anyone for a long time, he was also a good fighter in Lingshan back then. Otherwise, he would have been pushed out by Guanyin and Dizang, fought against Bodhi, and won the apprentice Wukong back.

When the two first fought each other, Zhuang Fan was still a little inflexible, but after fighting for two or three rounds, the old memory came back, and the white deer was no longer his opponent. The deer branch responded a few times, and the nine-ringed tin stick swept away, and the Antarctic fairy's crutch was blown away. Zhuang Fan didn't stop his hand. With a thud, the Taoist knelt down with a groan!

The king yelled at the Taoist priest and his heart trembled in fright. He didn't know who to persuade, he called out: "Holy Monk..." and called out "Immortal Elder", but no one paid any attention to him.

Zhuang Fan lifted the ring stick, pressed it on the white deer's shoulder, and said coldly: "So, those hundred and ten boys were indeed brought into the palace by you instigating this faint king?"

The white deer had been slapped on the face by Zhuang Fan with the ring stick just now, and the corner of the mouth was bloody. Hearing this, he gave a vicious mouthful, glared at Zhuang Fan and said, "Evil monk! If you want to kill, kill it! If you want to kill it, kill it! Wrinkle Frown, your grandpa is not a good man!"

Zhuang Fan laughed angrily, and said, "You human trafficker, how dare you call yourself a hero? All right, I'll give you a treat today!"

After all, raise the ring staff and start!

The Taoist priest was not afraid at all, kept swearing, and shouted: "If I am not a human trafficker, how can I detect the atrocities of you, an evil monk! If you kill me today, I will definitely go to the Hall of Yama to sue you after I die. You caught me and other goblins, and you will cut out your heart and eat them. You will die! Those one hundred boys were captured by you last night, and they must have died without a whole body. ! If the Buddha protects you, you are nothing more than a black-hearted monk! How merciful are you! You are just deceitful people!..." The voice was hoarse and incoherent.

Zhuang Fan listened halfway and put his ring staff back, pulled out his ears, and waved his hands to summon his disciples: "Wukong, come here!"

The monkey hurried over with the cassock in his hands, and said, "Master, don't be angry, what are you going to do? But you want the apprentice to help you, kill this guy?"

Zhuang Fan was about to die of anger, pointing at the monster and said, "Tell him, how many goblins did Master tell you to catch on this journey westward, and how many goblin hearts did I eat? Where did those children go last night? "

Seeing that his master was very angry, Wukong hurriedly said: "Master, why are you arguing with him? He died for nothing. If he is so confused and understands death, what's the difference? If Master can't bear it, my old grandson will come and knock Damn him, let's have a venison hot pot, what do you think? Don't be angry, don't be angry, this kind of idiot who only believes in rumors, you treat him as a fart, ignore him!"

Unexpectedly, when the goblin saw that the great sage was coming, he jumped up immediately, jumped up and shouted: "Sun Wukong, don't be hypocritical! You are the accomplice of this evil monk! Tell yourself, how many goblins died at your hands ?As the Monkey King, if you kill monsters and act fiercely, don’t you feel guilty when you fall asleep in the middle of the night? Don’t quibble! Then Tang Sanzang is just an ordinary person. Come on! Which mortal here can pull it out and can do three tricks under the hands of the old man! Say I'm stupid, I'll bah!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Fan suddenly lost his temper. He turned his face to Wukong and said, "Wukong, don't you think that what he said makes sense? Master was actually persuaded by him!"

Wukong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he went up and kicked the goblin until he knelt on the ground and couldn't move, the monkey pressed the goblin and said: "Master, don't be angry, I'll take this guy to find the old man of the Antarctic Fairy right now." Let’s settle the score and see if it’s because he’s been living like a dog for his age, how did he teach his subordinates to be so stupid!”

The goblin was still struggling, so Wu Wang led a few juniors over, kicked him down from behind, and said, "You are so stupid to say you are stupid, if my master really eats demons, No matter how arrogant you are, be careful that he really gouges you out!"

The Yaodao lay on the ground, stretched his neck and said: "If you gouge it out, you can gouge it out. I will be reborn in the next life. I will still be a good man!"

Bajie and Wuyou raised their feet and stepped on the hand of the "hero", making the hero so painful that he groaned again, the two of them didn't even look at it, and went straight to Zhuang Fan, standing beside the master, giving He patted his chest and touched his back to calm down.

To be honest, they have been with Master for so long, and they have never seen Master become so angry!

Wukong looked at the white deer, suddenly laughed, turned around and said to Zhuang Fan, "Master, I think this white deer is so stupid, it can compete with the golden-haired jelly of Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

Zhuang Fan also laughed angrily, and said to Wukong: "Perhaps he grew up drinking water from a well!"

The king came over tremblingly at this time, and said to Zhuang Fan: "Holy monk, little king, this fairy... this Taoist priest... oh, why did it come to this?"

Zhuang Fan was very blunt, and said: "Your Majesty, do you really want to exchange the hearts of a hundred boys for an elixir to the poor monk to ensure your longevity?"

The king made a bitter face, waved his hands again and again, and said: "Oh, don't dare, don't dare, those hundred and ten children, Xiao Wang just give them to the holy monk for free! This is what Xiao Wang asked for!"

Zhuang Fan originally thought that if the king felt remorse, he would spare him, but seeing that the king still didn't take the lives of his own people seriously, he was really furious, and pointed at the king with his ring stick. The king shouted loudly: "The people are the foundation of the country, and children are the foundation of the succession. You are so reckless about human life!? If the people don't exist, you will live for thousands of years, sitting in this hall by yourself , the city is empty, you are a bullshit king!? You don’t care about the people’s livelihood, and you slaughter the people under your rule like pigs and dogs. I think you don’t want the throne!”

As soon as these words came out, it echoed throughout the entire imperial city like thunder. The king was so shocked that his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, his legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't even stand up.

The servants and imperial guards around were also captured by Zhuang Fan's aura, and they stayed on the spot, not daring to come over.

They were frozen for two seconds, when suddenly an auspicious cloud flew over, and someone shouted loudly in the air: "Holy Monk, Great Saint, I'm late, don't worry, don't worry! Misunderstand, misunderstand!"

Zhuang Fan and Wukong looked up, and a big head appeared in the auspicious clouds. Wukong sneered and said to Zhuang Fan: "Master, you see, there is no need for us to go. If you beat the young one, the old one will come!"

I saw the Antarctic fairy descending from the cloud panting, leading a small deer, walking over, saw Zhuang Fan, quickly gave a deep salute, and said: "Holy Monk, it's really my fault, I didn't take care of it strictly, ran away Let go of this beast! Please spare him! He is also obsessed with ghosts and disturbed by rumors, so he went astray!"

Zhuang Fan said: "Old fairy, I really haven't seen you for more than 20 years, huh?"

Nanji Xianweng's face froze, he said: "What do you mean by the holy monk's words?"

Zhuang Fan snorted: "If it wasn't for the Antarctic fairy who stuffed my soul into Jiang Liuer's body after Yin Wenjiao gave birth, I would not be able to walk on this path of learning scriptures now, why bother to pretend to be stupid!"

He said again: "It seems that the fairy is really old. He was late once and late again. He was late to send me to reincarnate. It was late this time. When will you be more punctual?"

Nanji Xianweng complained endlessly in his heart, Xin Dao sent him to reincarnation, didn't he close the five senses and five senses of Jin Chan, why didn't they close it, let him know!

And this time Tang Sanzang came back from that other world, when did he recover his memory, why no one told him!

Nai smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm old and weak, this time it's really my fault. But when the holy monk was reincarnated, it wasn't that the little old man was late on purpose, or that the Buddha said he would send you off, so I was one step late. !"

Zhuang Fan snorted coldly: "You are one step too late, causing me to be suppressed, and Jiang Liuer to go westward! If I fail once, I will be thrown to another world, and I will be brought back for a second time. explain!?"

Nanji Xianweng cried bitterly in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's all old things, it's all old things, what's the point of mentioning him. Isn't the holy monk doing well now, and he will go to Deling Mountain soon, and get the real fruit!"

Zhuang Fan said bitterly: "It's so good, I have worked so hard all the way, and I am still being slandered by others. It's not very interesting to learn Buddhist scriptures. I think I am an evil monk. Why don't I take off my monk's robe today and go back to the vulgar world?" Whoever loves this scripture will take it! Whoever Xitian loves will go!"

He pointed at the white deer that had been transformed into a prototype long ago, and said: "Look, it's not bad to ask you, the white deer, to fetch it. He is devoted to justice, is a vegetarian by nature, has four hooves, runs fast, and has good skills." , Mortals can't beat him! Tell him to go!"

As he spoke, he stuffed the Nine Tin Ring Staff into the arms of the Anji Immortal, and said: "Give this to him too, lest he keep stealing your walking stick, oh, and I will give you the documents too!"

He turned around and summoned Wukong, saying: "Bring Master's cassock to him too!"

At first, Nanji Immortal's face flushed with embarrassment, and then Zhuang Fan broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly stopped him: "Holy Monk! Holy Monk! Calm down, calm down, it won't happen!"

He stopped the monkey who made trouble, threw all the things to the monkey, took Zhuang Fan's hand and said, ""Holy monk, listen to my explanation, it's like this!My deer, after staying on the mountain for a long time, has a certain dullness. A while ago, a nephew of his brought two friends to see him. Those three spirits, a tiger, a deer and a sheep, were originally in Holy Monk, the Wuji country you passed by caused chaos. "

Nanji Xianweng pointed to the little deer he brought, and said, "Look, it's that little beast!"

Seeing that Zhuang Fan also looked over, he hurriedly said: "These three spirits probably didn't do anything good in the Wuji Kingdom. When they heard that the holy monk was going, they were scared away. It's just that after they ran away, they had nowhere to go. Go, hold your breath in your heart again, think of my relatives from the deer family, so go to my place to look for him, and the uncle and nephew met him, and then they made up many lies of the holy monk!"

The old birthday star sighed, and said: "I am a deer with a solid heart and a pure man. I was instigated by his nephew, so I came down to the world to trouble the holy monk. Holy monk, you can see that he is not a bad person, and he is not a villain. For the sake of doing evil out of pure heart, let him be spared!"

Zhuang Fan vented his anger, and his anger subsided a lot. After hearing this, he snorted coldly and said, "He poured dirty water on me, and I will bear with it. It's just an Antarctic fairy, you, as the patron saint of longevity in the world , Indulging my mount to abuse young children in the lower world, this crime, but can't be forgiven?"

The Antarctic Immortal choked, this really couldn't be refuted.

Unexpectedly, the deer opened his mouth and cried out, "I didn't abuse those children!"

Zhuang Fan was so angry that he said: "You snatched them away from their parents, locked them in a small dark room without food and drink for more than ten days, and you still said you didn't abuse them? Could it be that you have to see them on your body?" I will treat you as you do to them, and I will also lock you in a dark room. I will not give you food for hundreds of thousands of years. How will you treat them? !?"

The deer yelled: "It's wrong! The children I asked someone to carry were all poor families who couldn't afford food, or were sick or had hidden diseases that the family didn't notice! Because I felt owed in my heart, I took them away. I brought them here and asked the king to change into warm clothes. He also fed them three fairy dates every day to heal and recuperate with them. The child is in much better health!"

After talking about this matter, the deer yelled more than a dozen times of injustice, and tears almost fell down!

Zhuang Fan was taken aback when he heard that, turned around and asked Wukong, "Oh Wukong, you saw those children yesterday, but they are all okay, did anyone cry?"

Wukong frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Because it was already midnight when we left, and my apprentice didn't look carefully, but there were indeed some crying."

Nanji Xianweng hurriedly said: "I don't know where the holy monk asked the great sage to take the children?"

Wukong said: "Tell the little gods to take it outside the city and resettle it!"

The Antarctic fairy begged bitterly: "Holy monk, can you tell them to bring their children here? The sky is bright at this time, so let's take a good look to see if the children are all right."

Zhuang Fan nodded and said, "Yes!"

So he drew out the magic formula, called a little guardian god, and told him to report the news, and told the city god of the land here, and all the guardians, to bring the children back quickly.

As soon as this order came out, within a short moment, white clouds floated down from the midair, carrying a hundred children, they landed safely.

Zhuang Fan stepped forward and squatted down. In front of him was an older child, about nine years old. Zhuang Fan pinched his clothes and saw that they were really thick. Big black eyes looked at him.

Zhuang Fan asked softly, "What's your name?"

The child squinted his mouth, and in the next second, he burst into tears. While crying, he said, "Mom! There are bad guys! There are bad guys with beards! Mom, come here!"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and they didn't know who it was, so they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhuang Fan was very depressed, how could he lose his ability as a child king?

Wukong held back his laughter, walked over to pull him up, and said in a low voice: "Master, you just got into a fight and got angry, and your aura hasn't dissipated yet, and you have a big beard on your face, isn't it just scary, so don't ask me any more." , tell Wu Wang and Ba Jie to go!"

Zhuang Fan had no choice but to ask the little apprentices to come out. After asking, sure enough, although the children were not allowed to run around in the Lengcui Pavilion, they did not really only drink dew, but three meals a day. Eat a jujube, although you can swallow it in a small bite, you won't feel hungry after eating it.

After listening to the children's narration, the anger in Zhuang Fan's heart slowly dissipated.

Zhuang Fan thought for a while, but finally he couldn't really kill that stupid deer, sighed himself, turned to the Antarctic fairy and said: "Since they haven't been abused, then I won't get into this matter, just hope After Xian Weng goes back, restrain his subordinates well, don’t develop the temperament of listening to wind and rain, this time it’s me, and I still have the strength to fight, if it’s someone else, wouldn’t it be unfair to kill your mount! If you do this, there is a wrong and a debt, and what are these children doing for nothing?"

The Antarctic Immortal bowed again and again to make amends, and said: "Then I will hand over this little deer to the holy monk?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Where are the two companions of this deer?"

The Antarctic fairy said: "As far as I know, they dislike being uncomfortable with me, their life is hard, and they went to the lower realm again, and went to the Yellow Wind Cave! When I learned about this, this little one was the only one left in the family."

Zhuang Fan waved his hand, and said: "If that's the case, the old man should take him back too. After all, he has opened his mind, so he should be careful, and don't let him come out to cause trouble again. I don't have the energy to take care of him if I stay here. , could it be that he really took his life?"

Nanji Xianweng stroked his beard and laughed, "The holy monk really has a kind heart!"

Zhuang Fan sighed, and said, "I can't breathe because of the dirty water all over my body, how kind and gentle!"

Nanji Xianweng said: "How many suffering saints have eaten up, this little slander is nothing!"

Wukong said: "You old man, what you want is to stand and talk without back pain, go quickly, don't be angry with my master here!"

The Nanji fairy smiled and took out two jade dates, handed them to Zhuang Fan, and said: "I know that the holy monk is in the mortal world, and he has something to worry about, and other little old men can't help, these two jade dates Jujube, let’s make an apology.”

Zhuang Fan realized something, took it over, and said, "Can this mortal eat?"

The Antarctic Immortal smiled and nodded, "You can eat it, everyone can eat it, eat one, it will prolong your life and make you healthy. It is the best fruit."

Zhuang Fan held the cool jujube in the palm of his hand, accepted the gift from the Antarctic fairy, and said: "The gift from the fairy, the poor monk is ashamed to accept it!"

The Nanji fairy said: "Oh, this is also a karma between me and the holy monk. If I hadn't been a step late when I sent your soul into the body, I accidentally formed the soul of the physical body to compete with you and suppress you. If I miss the Journey to the West, there will be no more chaos in the future."

Zhuang Fan didn't speak, and asked after a while, "I don't know where that soul has gone now?"

The Nanji fairy said strangely: "The holy monk didn't know that the original Tang Sanzang ended his westward journey and became a meritorious Buddha, and then he was thrown to another world to practice. He has two souls in one body, and he carried you and that soul. Didn't he go together Another world? When you arrive in another world, if you don’t have a physical body, your soul will naturally separate, and you will be reincarnated, most likely, you will be reincarnated as brothers.”

Zhuang Fan shook his head and said, "I am the only son, I have no brothers or sisters."

Nanji Xianweng took a deep breath and said: "Then where did Jiang Liuer go, I really don't know!"

Zhuang Fan sighed, maybe, where is he living happily in modern times, I hope he is all right, don't be troubled by yourself again.

Something happened here, and the Antarctic fairy finally picked up his crutches, led the two deer, one big and one small, and went back to the fairy mountain.

Zhuang Fan watched the Antarctic fairy go away, sighed, recalled many past events, and was disturbed, Wukong just got close, and heard the conversation between the master and the old birthday star clearly, with many question marks in his heart, just looking at the master I was in a bad mood and didn't dare to ask.

After a while, Zhuang Fan sighed and said, "Let's go!"

Wukong said: "Where is this child?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Leader, later ask Bajie to call for a message, tell every family to come to the gate of the imperial city to pick up their children."

Wukong agreed, and went to tell Wuwang and Bajie, and the two arranged the dolls to line up, planning to wait for the next person to lead a team to take them away, but some of the dolls were small and he couldn't walk well. Wukong saw them In a frenzied manner, he simply pulled out a handful of hairs, turned out many Wuwang and Bajie, and picked up those children, which was considered neat.

Wukong returned to his master and said, "Master, what should I do with this king?"

Zhuang Fan looked down and saw that the king was still paralyzed on the ground. He was terrified by these many miracles, sighed, shook his head and said: "If you are so stupid, I am afraid that the throne will not last long, but you will not be my master and apprentice." matter, let's go!"

When the king heard this, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. He stretched out his hand and called out, "Holy Monk, Holy Monk, have mercy! Holy Monk, save me!"

Zhuang Fan just ignored him, led his apprentices, followed by a string of monkey hair dummies, hugged the child, and went out of the imperial city.

Bajie had already ascended to mid-air, explained his identity, and asked the people of each household to convey that the adults of the family came to pick up the children.

The master and apprentice waited outside the imperial city for a short time, and saw many people walking over hesitantly. Finally, a mother who was more courageous saw her son at a glance, and rushed to him crying. Come here, hug her in your arms, and cry loudly.

As soon as this example came out, the huge small square suddenly burst into crying. Zhuang Fan asked Wukong to send a few little gods to watch over him, so as to prevent the bad guys who took advantage of the chaos and reported the wrong child to make trouble. Apprentice, quickly slip away quietly.

Hurry up and go back to the inn. Zhuang Fan came to his senses and said, "Let's go! We can't stay in this city for long! If you are recognized, Master may not be able to walk half a step away!"

Wukong and the others burst out laughing, and said one after another: "Master, don't be afraid, as long as you shave your beard and head now, we guarantee that no one will recognize you when you walk on the street!"

Zhuang Fan looked suspicious and said, "Really?"

Wukong laughed hahaha and crouched on the bed, hugged his stomach and rolled over, saying: "Master, just trust us once!"

Bajie hurried over and said coquettishly: "Master, Master, I haven't finished shopping yet, please, please stay for a few more days!"

Zhuang Fan sighed and said angrily, "It's hard for Master to grow such a long beard!"

Wuyou also posted over and said, "Daddy, you're more handsome without a beard!"

Zhuang Fan frowned, and said, "I think my beard is very masculine, much better than handsome!"

Having said that, after all Wukong was asked to call the shaving master, and he cultivated himself into a young duck egg.

In this way, the master and apprentice lived in the city for another three to five days, and they went out to buy goods every day, but no one paid any attention to them. The whole city of the bhikkhu country was looking for the "bearded" sage, although Zhuang Fan was also dressed as a monk at this time. , without beard, his face is still very young and elegant, no one noticed him at all.

One day, Wukong came back from outside and said to Zhuang Fan: "Master, I heard people in this city say that the clan ministers are now impeaching the lord to abdicate and replace him with a king."

Zhuang Fan said: "Oh? There is such a thing?"

Wukong said: "If you want to change to a Mingjun, the people of this bhikkhu country will not live in fear."

Zhuang Fan sighed and didn't speak, counting on the Mingjun, it will always be a fantasy...

It's just that this city really can't stay anymore. The lord of the country has been on the throne for many years. Zhuang Fan doesn't believe that he will just sit there and wait to die. , it is better to have less involvement with the royal family after all.

Zhuang Fan then called Wukong, whispered a few words to him, then called the other three little ones, hurriedly hurried, led Caramel Cake, and led them out of the city.

Wu Wang turned into a white horse, carrying Zhuang Fan on his back, Wu You rode a caramel cake, and Ba Jie ran on the ground. They drove fast all the way, leaving the bhikkhu country far behind.

When camping at night, Wukong rushed back. Zhuang Fan saw that although he was covered with cold air, he did not smell of blood, so he couldn't help but feel relieved and asked, "How is the matter? Has it ever been messed up?"

Wukong shook his head and said: "No, Master overestimated him. When I went, the king was surrounded by soldiers to force him to abdicate. The servants and maids all ran away, and in desperation, they hanged themselves."

Zhuang Fan was taken aback, and said, "Is there any problem?"

Wukong shook his head and said: "I went in time, if I didn't die, I will give it to you."