Tang Seng is a cook

In the main room, the atmosphere was very strange.

Wukong and Aoyu stood behind the master, the city owner and his wife and Zhao Wu his mother also sat down, but no one said anything.

There was no sound in the room, everyone counted one by one, and they were all watching Zhao Wu, Zhao Wu shrank behind his mother, his mother wanted to block him tightly, so he was quite a big man, so he shrank behind a chair and squatted , shivering.

Originally he was an elm-headed man, he would stumble when he was in a hurry, just now he yelled at the Great Sage very aggressively, but now he was nervous and scared, and couldn't even stutter a complete sentence.

As for his mother, his mother was still crying.

The kind of crying that can't make a sound, the handkerchief is beaten wet.

The old city lord has a headache, what's the use of crying?He patted the table angrily, sighed, and was glared at by the old wife, so he could only soften his tone and said helplessly: "Sister-in-law, crying is not the answer, the monks and disciples are here, you can talk about it." , there must be a solution, right?"

This is the daughter-in-law of his elder brother. His elder brother died of old age two years ago. As the saying goes, an elder sister-in-law is like a mother. When his brother is gone, he dare not disrespect his sister-in-law.

It's just that this goblin son is really not something they mortals can raise!

Zhao Wu's mother was in tears, she lifted her son out, and started crying loudly in her arms: "My son! My poor son! Why did you die so early! Old man! Open your eyes and look at me!" Ah! This son is going to die too!!!"

You don't need to listen to it to know that it is a very sad story. Zhuang Fan made the old man cry until tears flowed down...

Tears are low, there is no way.

As a result, his mother was crying, and Zhao Wu was crying louder than his mother. After a while, Zhao Wu, a big and three thick man, was crying, and Zhuang Fan didn't have any tears at all...

On a very cold day, Zhuang Fan froze and made the man howl into a sweat.

Zhuang Fan wiped his forehead with his sleeve, then turned around and called his apprentice: "Wukong!"

The monkey is at a loss. He has lived so long, almost 1000 years. To be honest, no matter whether it is a goblin or a mortal, he has never seen Zhao Wu's style. Stepping forward: "Master?"

Zhuang Fan said: "You think of a way to make the mother and son calm down, just don't scare them." It will be midnight after crying.

The monkey heart said that I will scare people, what does it mean to be calm and calm?

The monkey rolled its eyes, stabbed Ao Yu's waist with a golden cudgel, raised his face and gestured with his chin, "Go up!"

The monkey felt that the young monk Ao Yu had the right appearance, so he recited some scriptures to the old lady, and stopped if he couldn't keep it clean.

Ao Yu just ate a lot of vegetarian snacks, full and warm, standing behind his master and dozing off with his eyes open, his senior brother stabbed him awake with a stick, did not react at all, took advantage of the situation, saw the mother and son Sitting on the opposite side is not a good thing, howling quietly, understanding, opening his mouth, wow!Doudou gives the mother and son a sea bath!

The mother and son stopped crying immediately!I'm so stupid!

As soon as Zhuang Fan covered his face, the old wife of the city lord was also stunned. The old city lord coughed and quietly went over to chat with the old wife: "The little disciple of the holy monk is the third prince of Xihailong!"

The castellan's wife's eyes lit up immediately, and her mental activity was particularly intense.

Zhuang Fan turned his head and whispered to his disciples: "What a naughty boy! Take back the water!" In such a cold day, the old man was chilled by the wind, and it was sea water, so the grape essence would be choking after soaking for a while.

Ao Yu grieved, and muttered in his heart, there is no way to cover the water, the master is hard to be human, but his senior brother put a stick on his buttocks, if he is not obedient, he will probably be able to eat "fried pork with bamboo shoots" on the spot, little Bailong could only open his mouth aggrieved, and sucked all the seawater back, and the mother and son were dry and refreshed, but probably the strength was a little too strong, and the tea on the table was also sucked up. slip clean.

Although Zhao Wu's mother knew that her son was not a human being and was a ghost, she had never seen her son use such powerful supernatural powers. The old lady was so frightened that her legs went limp, so she hugged Zhao Wu and told Zhao Wu's origin sobbing.

It turned out that Zhao Wu's mother gave birth to a child, but when she was three years old, she was about to stand on her feet. It was winter, and her illness was gone. The couple were really in pain.

A child who dies young does not enter the ancestral grave, but this child is the only son of the Zhao couple after many years of marriage. How could the old city lord's brother be willing to have his son buried so hastily.

On the afternoon when the child was gone, in the midst of winter, the old city lord and his elder brother were probably so sad that he went into the mountain with an ax and dry food on his back, insisting that he wanted to choose a good piece of wood for his son. His wife was at home, watching The son's cold little body, sad son, worried about her husband, almost blinded from crying.

As a result, in the middle of the night, Boss Zhao came back with a child wrapped in a ragged jacket, his face was purple, his hands and feet were cold, his little face was numb, expressionless, only his eyes were black and shiny.

This boy, Zhao Wu, is much bigger than the son of the Zhao family, but he can't speak or walk, and the husband and wife can't figure it out. The boy doesn't have any clothes or food. How to survive in the ravine.

Together, the couple secretly buried their own parents and children, treating Zhao Wu as the lost child, but the appearance of the two children was so different that the couple could only brave the winter wind and snow and leave their hometown that month to seek refuge. younger brother.

Only slowly, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao also discovered that their son is not a human child at all, he doesn't eat much, loves to bask in the sun, his hands and feet will grow vines and roots if he doesn't pay attention, and his reaction is slower than other children , It took a lot of effort to learn to call parents.

The couple were also afraid at the beginning, fearing that their son would be found abnormal, be eliminated by Taoist monks, and be taken away to be burned.Fortunately, the child is obedient, as his parents said, as long as he memorizes it, he will never make mistakes again. The couple patiently taught him over and over again, so as not to make him appear different in front of others.

In the worries of the couple, the child is just a little stupid, but it has grown up slowly with the passage of time, and has never leaked anything, and has not revealed any miraculous events, just so plain grown up.

Until 18 years ago, there was a plague in the city, and Zhao Da’s younger brother, City Lord Zhao, also fell down and was still ill. Zhao Da was worried about his younger brother, so he chanted a few more words at home. Thanks to my brother.

When Zhao Da sighed, behind his wife's back, he patted the back of his son's head and said, "Son, I don't know if you are weird, do you have any elixir fruit that can be eaten by your third uncle to make you sick, your third uncle Uncle can't fall down! How many people are looking forward to him."

On the wall of the inner courtyard of City Lord Zhao, a shelf of grapes crawled out that night.

A few years ago, Zhao Da's health was failing, and when he was about to die, he couldn't worry about his son, fearing that he would be gone, and his wife would spoil him, and couldn't see his son calling him into trouble, forcing his son to swear to God that he would listen to him in the future What the third uncle said, what his third uncle said was what he said, and he couldn't go against it.

Zhao Wu knelt beside his father's bed, crying so hard that he choked his throat, swore to the heavens, and fed his father with unknown amount of grape juice. He was ill and couldn't save his life, so his father went anyway.

Zhao Wuhua was taken home by his father, probably because he was frozen in the winter, and he was really a little out of his mind, and his heart was real. He made an oath, then he must do it .

This is also the reason why the old city lord Zhao kneels when asked to kneel, and Zhao Wu's evil spirit is also suppressed in this mansion. In fact, it is not the old city lord's official authority that suppresses the evil aura, but the old city lord himself.

As for the demonic aura that the old city lord brought with him that day when he came to visit Zhuang Fan, there was no doubt that he had caused trouble by stealing those few mouthfuls of grapes.

These pasts, some old ladies told about it, some were guessed by Zhuang Fan in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart after listening to it. Since ancient times, the love of parents for their children has been thick and heavy, even if they were not born by themselves. , who has been raised for 30 years, and the one who can't let go when he dies is still a child.

Damn, he misses his family and his parents so much!If he really died, his parents don't know how to be sad.

Sitting there, Zhuang Fan's tears started to flow again, and soon his eyes were red from crying, causing Ao Yu to tug at the corner of his sleeve uneasily, Zhuang Fan turned his head and gave his apprentice a consoling smile, but he didn't know that his face was full of tears. Tears, laughing, more people feel sad.

Ao Yu turned her head and glanced at his elder brother for help, his elder brother frowned, and tied a big knot.

After the old lady finished telling the story, the monkey said: "Although Zhao Wu never hurt anyone, he is a monster, so he can't live in this city anymore. Besides, he feeds you with the essence of the flesh every year, which is not conducive to his cultivation. Hundreds of years later, if he still can't open his spiritual aperture, if he takes one step closer, it will be ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

The monkey said to the old woman: "You raised him anyway, and you want him to live a lifetime like a mortal, and die like you in a hundred years? After you die, you can be reincarnated." He lifted his chin and kept squatting on the ground. Shrinking Zhao Wu, "He's like this, he hasn't even cultivated a complete soul. Once he dies, everything will really be over!"

The monkey's eyes are more poisonous, and he can see the root cause of Zhao Wu's stupidity at a glance.

The old lady was really shocked at this moment, holding Zhao Wu and crying again, the old city lord also slammed the table in frustration, and hurriedly said to Wukong: "Master, then this child, now leaves us to go to the mountains to practice, can you still return?" Is it too late?"

Wukong shook his head: "It's too late, if there is no good teacher to teach him, and he squats in the mountains to bask in the sun, he will be like this when he dies. Fortunately, compared with ordinary people, he has a long life span, so why be sad?"

The old city lord thought that you also said that mortals can be reincarnated after death, and his nephew will really lose everything when he dies, so he pleaded: "Master, my nephew is really a good boy with a pure temperament! Save me!" Save him, save him, huh?"

The monkey went to see his master. Zhuang Fan wiped away his tears, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said to the old city owner: "My lord, the poor monk is practicing Buddhism. My eldest apprentice learned the Tao at the beginning. My little apprentice was born with a dragon body. How about a goblin?" Cultivation, my master and apprentice really don’t understand. But the poor monk has a method, let me tell you.”

The old city lord hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Please speak, holy monk!"

Zhuang Fancai said: "If the old city lord can believe it, he will hand over his nephew to my big apprentice and ask him to take him to the Guanshiyin Bodhisattva in the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South Sea, and ask the Bodhisattva to take him in. What do you think?"

The old city lord gasped. He didn't expect his nephew to be so lucky. He was about to nod in agreement, but was stopped by Zhuang Fan, who said softly, "Master, please ask the child's mother."

After going to the South China Sea, it would be extremely difficult to come back. This is no different from losing my son. Understanding rationally and being able to agree emotionally are two different things.

Sure enough, the old lady was reluctant to part with her son, hugged Zhao Wu tightly in her arms, and said mournfully, "Is there no other way? Ah? Is there no other way?"

The old city lord persuaded: "Sister-in-law, for the sake of the child, let us let go if we can!"

The old wife of the city owner also came to persuade: "Sister-in-law, Xiao Wu has returned to the Bodhisattva now. Maybe we can see him in the next life, and there is fate. If you don't let go, you will never see him again in the next life."

The old lady yelled and cried a lot, and finally let Zhao Wu go with Wukong.

The old city owner's wife brought her sister-in-law back to the back room to comfort her.

Zhuang Fan reckoned that the monkey would have to talk for a long time when he went back to do business. When he came back from the Bodhisattva, it would be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, so he bid farewell to the old city lord and made an appointment to see Wukong when he came back. He brought Aoyu back with him. Inn.

How could the old city lord ask the holy monk to walk at night, so he asked the housekeeper to arrange a carriage to take the holy monk and his disciples.

Ao Yu, on the other hand, slept on all fours in the car with confidence and boldness. After sleeping soundly, he showed his original shape. When he got out of the car, he asked his master to put it in his sleeves and took him to the house.

Two people got into the car, and one got off the car, scaring the coachman who didn't know Ao Yu's real identity enough, and shivering under the quilt when he got home.

Apart from being able to bear fruit, Zhao Wu has no psychic powers, and he can't fly. Wukong held him by the back of his neck and somersaulted into a cloud, scaring Zhao Wu and howling all the way until he reached the gate of Zizhu Forest. I rolled my eyes.

The monkey threw him away, with disgust on his face: "Cut, it's not good!"

The dragon girl was grilling lobster at the door, her mouth was full, and when she saw Wukong coming, she sighed: "Why don't you just get some seafood from Aoyu, your brother really loves you, you have come all the way here. "

The monkey grinned and leaned over: "Don't worry, take it, don't worry, Aoyu made the yard full of fishy smell, and the dragon girl will take it all." He reached out and took the lobster from the shelf to chew, chewed a few mouthfuls and said: "No My master cooks delicious food!"

The dragon girl pouted at him: "Nonsense! Is there anyone who eats sea food that can compare to a dragon?"

The two were quarreling, and the Bodhisattva heard it from inside, and said impatiently: "Why, that monkey came again and ran three times in a quarter of an hour, what happened?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Bodhisattva: I play very frequently, how do I calculate the appearance fee?

Wukong throws Zhao Wuyi away: Please Bodhisattva eat grapes!As the old saying goes, if you eat grapes, you don’t spit out the skins, if you don’t eat grapes, you spit out the skins.

With a wave of the Bodhisattva's sleeve, the monkey ate a roll and got out