Tang Seng is a cook

After entering the midwinter, it was getting colder day by day, and Ao Yu gradually lost energy when walking in the wild, and sometimes fell asleep after eating.

Zhuang Fan felt sorry for his apprentice, so he stopped asking him to turn into a white dragon horse, and just let him fall asleep after eating a full meal. After all, there was no bodhisattva power to bless him. Withstood the intrusion of severe cold and habit.

But slowly, Ao Yu fell asleep in the arms of the master from the arms of the master.

The small bag that Zhuang Fan sewed to hold Ao Yu was also hung by Wukong on his chest, and a little chubby dragon slept heavily in it every day.

After the snow fell, the road would be easier to walk, because when he was in the small town, Zhuang Fan asked a carpenter and instructed him to make a few snow sledges, which were suitable for use at this time, and Aoyu was sleeping, so he and Wukong separated. Used a small one.

The sledge was not driven, and could only be used on flat ground or downhill. Fortunately, the bottom of the sledge was polished very smooth by the carpenter according to Zhuang Fan's instructions. With a little effort, it can be rowed a long way.

Unexpectedly, half a day later, when he was resting, Wukong was afraid that his master's arm would be sore after a long time, so he did not know where to lead a strong wild horse. Take out a super-large and luxurious snow sledge: front and rear two-seater, with a shed, covered with thick fur cushions, it can block the wind, warm, and Wukong is super speechless.

Coincidentally, the saddle of the white horse that Ao Yu swallowed was not thrown away, and it happened to be used by the brown wild horse at this moment.

The wild horse was originally unruly, but it was only forced by the coercion of Bi Mawen, the great sage, so it snorted and did not slip away. Feed it with Aoyu's sugar balls, and the horse felt comfortable all over, and its mouth was hot, and it stuck to Zhuang Fan's body and back, and refused to leave.

It's just that every night when I ask for salary, I am very shameless and flattering.

Zhuang Fan liked it very much, and named it Caramel Cake.

The monkey clicked his tongue, touched the junior in his arms, and said to himself, you kid, you can go to sleep boldly, and when you wake up, you will know that you have fallen out of favor and lost your job!

In this way, the two masters and apprentices hid in the snow sledge and drove on the road. An impermeable smoked cage was installed under the seat of the sledge to keep warm. Even if they sat for a long time, it was very warm. Sitting, still able to gossip, Ao Yu also returned from the arms of the senior brother to the arms of the master.

Along the way, Caramel Cake's feet were very fast, and there was no delay. In a few days, the master and apprentice saw a large building in the valley.

Wukong pulled the rein, turned back to Zhuang Fan and said: "Master, you can see the towers and palaces in front of you. It looks like a monastery. Do you want to stay here today?"

Zhuang Fan poked his head out to check the topography, saw a mountain depression in front of him, and saw a continuous stretch of buildings, so he guessed that this might be the place where the old monk who collected robes was located.

It’s only noon at this time, so it’s still early to talk about lodging, but Zhuang Fan doesn’t know whether these nine-nine-eight-one difficulties can be avoided or solved. The Guanyin Temple here is just a small twist, and he can still try it out, not to mention that he has already done it well. After getting ready, he said to Wukong, "Success, then let's go."

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and the monkey had no flaws. The disguised luggage was firmly tied to the top of the sledge. Zhuang Fan extinguished the charcoal stove under his feet, put it away, and took off his more luxurious leather clothes. After changing into a slightly worn-out jacketed monk robe, Xiao Bailong's chest was bulging, because Zhuang Fan's robe was loose and sloppy, it didn't look obtrusive at all.

Wukong didn't understand why his master was struggling so much, he just shook his head, shook the reins, and moved on. After walking for a while, Zhuang Fan, who was sitting still, turned pale with cold, his nose was running, and he was trembling all over.

Not long after arriving at the mountain gate, Wukong parked the sledge on the side of the road, helped the master out, unloaded the caramel cake, took the luggage and threw it on the horse's back, then supported the master with one hand and led the horse with the other, and walked in go.

At this time, a group of young novice monks stopped in the clearing road while the snow was snowing. When they saw someone coming, a leader of the monks came over to talk to him. Zhuang Fan saw him and stopped with Wukong. He took a step forward and asked for an inquiry. , smiled and asked: "I'm sorry, I don't know where the guest is coming from. Please come in and offer tea."

Zhuang Fan had no choice but to recite Guankou again, and said: "My disciple is the imperial envoy of the Tang Emperor in Dongtu. This trip westward, he intends to go to Leiyin Temple to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. It's freezing here, and he wants to take advantage of the precious temple to recuperate. "

To be honest, Zhuang Fan was itchy all over after driving in the snow for a month, and he really wanted to take a bath...

Hearing this, the monk couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and his tone became enthusiastic, and said: "Please come in, please take a seat!"

Zhuang Fan also said: "Master please!"

Wukong led the horse and followed behind, the monk was startled when he saw the appearance of the monkey, and whispered: "The one who leads the horse is..."

With a proud face, Zhuang Fan lowered his voice to show off: "This is the great apprentice Guanyin Bodhisattva has accepted for this little monk. It is the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain, Monkey King!"

Hearing this, the monk trembled in his heart, thought to himself that luckily he hadn't been disrespectful, so he hurriedly stopped, turned around and said to Wukong: "Elder Sun, this little monk is disrespectful!"

Monkey has good ears and eyesight, and is not too far away. How could he not hear what they said? Seeing the pride in his master's tone, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "No problem! Master invites you!"

The monk hurriedly said: "Don't dare to dare." Then he called a little novice to lead the horse for Wukong, and he personally led the master and apprentice to go in.

The three exchanged greetings and entered the mountain gate, and Zhuang Fan saw that there were four large characters written on the main hall, which said it was Guanyin Temple, and his heart fell to the ground, and he said secretly: Here we come!

But pretending to be overjoyed, he said: "This journey westward, the Bodhisattva has helped me many times. My disciples are deeply grateful for the Bodhisattva's grace, but they have not had the time to thank him. I never thought that I would meet the Bodhisattva by chance today. Wouldn't it be like meeting the Bodhisattva face to face again?"

Hearing the words, the monk became more awed, and cautiously said: "It is really a great blessing for the holy monk to meet the Bodhisattva face to face! I wonder if I could invite the holy monk to have a look at the golden statue of the Bodhisattva in my hall, and tell me some omissions, so as not to offend us ignorantly." I have become a Bodhisattva without realizing it!"

Zhuang Fan said modestly: "How dare you? The Bodhisattva's teachings are ever-changing. The little monk has only seen the Bodhisattva a few times, so he dares to point out the golden body of the Bodhisattva in Guibao Temple! Moreover, you can know that the incense is in full bloom as soon as you see it in Guibao Temple. There is a place where poor monks are presumptuous."

Seeing his modest words, the monk felt quite ironic in his heart, but he still ordered the little novice to open the door of the hall and invite Tang Seng to enter.

Zhuang Fan stepped up to the hall, and saw the golden body of the Bodhisattva sitting in the middle, about two meters high, the Dharma appearance was solemn and kind, and the momentum was majestic. However, completely different from the Avalokitesvara that Zhuang Fan saw, this golden body of the Bodhisattva was a male Avalokitesvara.

Zhuang Fan couldn't help being taken aback when he saw it, and said in his heart that he didn't expect Guanyin to have such a big black history left behind. Sure enough, he was right.

But stretching his body, he wanted to throw his body to the ground and bow down to the golden statue. The monk was also at the side, wanting to beat the drum, but Zhuang Fan hadn't knelt down yet. An invisible strength supported him, and he couldn't do it anymore.

When Zhuang Fan heard the familiar background sound, and then looked at the flowers that appeared in the winter against common sense, he didn't need to look up to know that the big guy in women's clothes was coming again, so he bent down and said, "The poor monk has seen the Bodhisattva."

Before the Bodhisattva could answer, there was a clanging sound nearby, but it turned out that the monk from the temple looked up and saw that the golden statue of Avalokitesvara was alive. He was so shocked that he dropped the drumstick in his hand.

The monk himself was awakened by the sound, and quickly bent over and trotted over, prostrated himself on the ground, and paid homage, but Guanyin didn't help him, so he glanced at him and said, "Let's go, I'll say a few words later."

The voice is solemn, not angry and majestic.

How dare the monk not respond, he tremblingly said in a low voice, "Yes." He got up and backed out, once out of the temple gate, ordered the left and right not to be disturbed, and then he rushed to the backyard and rushed into the house owner's house. Shouted: "The Bodhisattva has appeared! The Bodhisattva has appeared!"

The monk rushed into the main room of the courtyard, he was out of breath, and told the incident, which shocked the monks in the monastery, big and small, to rush towards the main hall, but they didn't dare to enter, they all stood outside the hall, Not daring to breathe, he stood in silence in the court, waiting for the Tang monk and his disciples to come out.

In the main hall, the atmosphere was very relaxed. Avalokitesvara walked down from the golden clay sculpture and stone body, and took out a bronze mirror from nowhere, took a picture of his own face, and said disgustedly: "Tsk, ugly!" It's better to wear women's clothing. This men's clothing has been worn for tens of thousands of years, and I'm tired of it.

Zhuang Fan wanted to cover his face, but couldn't see.

Unexpectedly, the Bodhisattva came to dislike him after he had disliked himself. He walked over to look at Zhuang Fan's sloppy robe, his brows could be knotted, and said, "Why are you dressed in such a shape?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and poked the bulge in Zhuang Fan's chest, "What is this!?" After poking it, he found that it was neither soft nor hard, and he didn't know what it was, so he pressed it a few more times.

What the Bodhisattva poked was exactly the head of the little fat dragon, and it was very clever to poke the person's mouth.

Ao Yu was hungry in a dream, and when he saw something approaching his mouth, he thought it was his master or brother feeding him, so he opened his mouth and bit it without opening his eyes, with a "click".

Through several layers of fabric, Bodhisattva's finger was bitten off by the little fat dragon, exposing the plaster of grass stalks inside.

The scene is a little scary.

The monkey was beside him, couldn't help but chuckled, and quickly hid behind the curtain, twitching uncontrollably, which made the curtain tremble, and a lot of old dust fell down.

After choking the monkey, he coughed and coughed again. While coughing, he still laughed, endured it, and couldn't help it. There was a strange sound behind the curtain, like a haunted ghost.

The Bodhisattva almost made Tang Seng and his disciples vomit blood, and their faces were greener than Zhuang Fan's just now.

Zhuang Fan had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and hurriedly made amends, took a candy ball into his arms, coaxed Ao Yu to loosen his mouth, stuffed the candy ball into the little fat man's mouth, and took the severed finger with his other hand, Ao Yu unexpectedly fell again after feeding him. He took out a small jar of paste, unscrewed the jar neatly, dipped his severed finger in the jar, held up the Bodhisattva's hand, and pressed "baji" back.

It took less than 30 seconds, perfect!

The Bodhisattva asked Tang Seng to hold his hand, although it was not his own, he coughed uncomfortably, blushed, and flew away with a puff of anger in his heart.

Zhuang Fan put the jar away, patted Ao Yu and told him to go back to sleep, pretending nothing happened, and asked curiously, "Why is the Bodhisattva here, but what are your orders?"

The Bodhisattva calmly said, "I haven't heard from you as a master or disciple for more than a month, and I'm worried that your trip will be delayed on the way. It just so happened that your image came from the lower realm today, so I came here to take a look."

Looking out at the sky, he said: "It's too early, why are you staying overnight?"

Zhuang Fan didn't know how to answer, he hesitated to speak, could it be that I came here to take the dungeon and beat up the NPC?

Seeing that he was speechless, the Bodhisattva said: "From now on, you don't have to worry about this small place, just go straight to it. There is no need to worship in ordinary temples and Zen temples. The real Buddha is far away in the west. It is common for me and you to face a muddy place in vain." Buckle your head."

After hearing this, Zhuang Fan let out a long "Oh...", nodded to the Bodhisattva, blinked his eyes, and understood, understood!You don't need to brush all the copies!

The Bodhisattva saw that Jin Chanzi and himself had a rare sympathy, so he couldn't help being secretly happy. He coughed and said, "You have been moving at a good speed these few days, so let's keep going at this speed in the future." Of course, it would be better if it could be faster.

Zhuang Fan replied: "The poor monk knows!" Okay, it seems that the work is expected to be finished in three years!

The Bodhisattva tapped the little bulge in Zhuang Fan's arms with the broken finger: "You dote on him too much! I heard that a while ago, you actually played with the mortal milk baby? Now don't tell him to change. A horse pulling a cart? I found strength for you, but not a father for him." A loving father is a loser!It has been like this since ancient times!

Zhuang Fan defended and said: "It's not that the child is still young. Besides, it's so cold now, and the wild horse that Wukong found recently has strong legs. Didn't you just say that, the speed is not slow recently."

The Bodhisattva snorted at him, Zhuang Fan looked at the Bodhisattva with a smile and didn't say any more.

After a while, Guanyin turned his head again, looked Tang Seng up and down, frowned and said: "Why are you so embarrassed? The weather is so cold. Now that you are a mortal body, why are you wearing such thin clothes? On the way, the gangsters robbed your luggage?"

Zhuang Fan laughed and said, "How could it be? The Bodhisattva chose Wukong himself, so he doesn't know his abilities. It's just that he doesn't want to show off when he's here."

The Bodhisattva told Tang Monk to be happy with his invisible boast, nodded his head, and then asked again, "Do you still have money?"

Zhuang Fan nodded, "I'm gone, Wukong still has some, and there's no expenses recently, enough, Bodhisattva doesn't have to worry."

Guanyin nodded and said: "The last time I asked Luojia Mountain God to pass on a message, I told him to bring you some gold. The next time I ran out of money, I asked Wukong to look for him again, so as not to disturb the mortal land." In the small land of Liangjie Mountain, he was greedy and made a big mistake. Although he didn't trouble him at the time, he was severely punished by God afterwards.

Zhuang Fan was taken aback when he heard this, hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, okay."

The Bodhisattva had sharp ears and eyes, felt something was wrong in his heart, thought for a while and said, "Bring me the gold he gave you, and see how it differs from the ordinary ones."

Zhuang Fan couldn't get it out, he was heartbroken, and said: "The mountain god never gave me gold."

It just so happened that Aoyu was stuffed with sugar balls, and the hall was warm again, and he woke up happily. Just now, the Bodhisattva scolded him for not daring to show his head. He brought the Bodhisattva's decree in a threatening manner and told me to kneel down with the master, he read it slowly for a long time, scolded me and the master, and left without giving anything."

Ao Yu sucked her saliva for a while, avoided his master's hand covering his mouth, and chirped again: "He left, and when the master got up, his knees were blue that night. It was bruised and swollen! The thief is scary!"

Not to mention that Wukong was very angry when he heard it, and even the Bodhisattva's face sank like water, but the Bodhisattva clenched his fists tightly, trembling with anger, and froze for a while, the monkey rushed forward to lift Tang Monk's trouser legs, wanting to see Master knee.

Zhuang Fan quickly stopped him, and said in a panic: "Good morning, it's not a big deal!" He took off his pants in winter, and he froze to death, my child!

Only then did the Bodhisattva point bitterly at him: "It's not a big deal, it's just a joke if you hurt your knee in the cold!"

Speaking of wanting to come and see, he went to Lisuo, held up a broken index finger, and came to pick off the waistband of Zhuang Fan's trousers.

Zhuang Fan was in a hurry to comfort Wukong, fearing that he would run wild in the Bodhisattva's territory, so he protected his waistband and said in a hurry: "Oh, don't make any more trouble, I asked the old doctor in the city to prescribe a plaster and put it on the next day. , It's been more than a month, and it's better soon!"

Guanyin was stunned by this remark, stopped her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! I'm just making trouble for you!" Wiping tears resentfully, she jumped onto the high platform and ran away!

Zhuang Fan was dumbfounded, where and where?Can't catch up, holding the belt, stretching his arms and hands, why did he leave?

Zhuang Fan ran through a bunch of garbled codes in his mind, and thought to himself, look, I wear too much women's clothes, and I like to imitate Sister Lin's petiteness, but you forgot, you are now a masculine boss!

Gee!

Seeing his master bickering with Guanyin, Wukong himself grabbed his younger brother and beat him up: "Master's knee is hurt, why didn't you tell me!"

Ao Yu Puji turned into a three-headed body, sitting on the elder brother's arm, dressed like a cotton bag, with a candy ball in his mouth, a small bag bulged out of his cheek, and said vaguely aggrieved: "Master didn't tell me to tell you."

Monkey touched Ao Yu's broad forehead, and snorted coldly, "Little traitor!"

Aoyu pursed her bright red mouth, a big tear hung on her eyelashes, hugged the monkey's neck, and said softly: "Master said, if you tell the elder brother about this, there will be no candies from now on! "

The monkey said: "Then why did you say it again today?" Little boy, sugar is more important in your heart than big brother!

Ao Yu pouted: "I told the Bodhisattva, not the elder brother." The elder brother hid behind the curtain, he just woke up, didn't see it, it doesn't count!

The monkey scratched the tip of Aoyu's little nose and said, "Okay, I forgive you!"

Ao Yu put her chubby face close to her and whispered: "Brother, Master is staring at you!"

The monkey turned his head and saw that, sure enough, the Bodhisattva had already left, and his master had also tidied up his clothes and was angry.

The Great Sage scratched the back of his head, walked over with Ao Yu in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Master..." imitating Ao Yu's example, he put on a pitiful little look.

Zhuang Fan bit the monkey's forehead bitterly, thinking that sooner or later his violent temper would be sharpened, and if he was not careful, he would explode his stabs, making him look like he was holding a firecracker in his arms, and he always had to be wary of this stinky boy Will it explode anytime.

Zhuang Fan touched Ao Yu's face, seeing that he was not cold, he asked, "Are you still sleepy?" Ao Yu shook his head, and Zhuang Fan said, "Then let's go, let's go out, and return this main hall to others."

He just lifted his foot, but felt the soles of his feet go soft, Zhuang Fan looked down, and saw that the flowers all over the place were gorgeous and varied, the size of a bowl, they could be called treasures.

He bent down to pick up a peony from the ground, twirled it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see any wealth, but felt that the local flavor was very strong. The newly renovated living room TV wall in his house was a big picture of wealth. The peony picture is eye-catching, and it is his dear wife's favorite.

Alas, I feel homesick when I see everything.

Zhuang Fan felt sore, afraid that the monkey and Ao Yu would be worried, he lowered his head and calmed down for a long time, then he called his senior apprentice and told him to make a decision and clean up the flowers.

Wukong obeyed the order honestly, agreed, and carefully made a formula, tied the flowers into a big bunch, and put them in the storage beads.

Wukong thought to himself, if he didn't see the tricky relationship between Master and Guanyin, then he was either stupid or blind. Fortunately, he was neither stupid nor blind. When Master was a golden cicada, he must have There are some unspeakable stories with people like Ksitigarbha Guanyin!

It's better to keep this flower well, and when the master sees things and thinks about people again, he will take out a flower and coax the master well.

If there were not two words, one is called a teacher, one is a father for life, and the other is called a pit father, if Zhuang Fan could know what the big apprentice was thinking at this time, maybe a holy monk would come to chase the Monkey King angrily .

The three masters and apprentices walked out, Zhuang Fan looked back when he was about to leave the door, and saw the Avalokitesvara statue with his head bowed and looking at the world in pity, when he looked over, he seemed to snort coldly, and closed his eyes , turned his head and stopped looking at him!

Tsk!Upset!

Quickly ask Wukong to catch that black bear spirit!It is best to send it to Guanyin tonight!

Not to mention Tang Monk and his disciples here, but Guanyin Bodhisattva, whose soul returned to the South China Sea, stood up from the lotus seat angrily, walked to a secluded place in the back mountain, pulled out willow branches, and smashed the flying sand and rocks.

Halfway out of anger, Mu Zha came to report: "Master, Master, Monkey King is here!"

Guanyin said angrily: "I don't see you, tell him to get out!" If you have something to look for me, if you have nothing to hate me!In the future, whoever you like to look for!My wife doesn't wait!

Mu Zha scratched his head, why did Master get angry after taking a nap?

Cautiously said: "Master, the Great Sage said that he gave a gift to make amends for his master, and he brought it with him." Probably a new junior, the master found four apprentices for Tang Seng, and Tang Seng also wanted to get the master together. The posture of the four new apprentices?

That's really good, the more new juniors there are, the more imposing this senior brother will be, and this junior looks very majestic, he probably won't be buried by his master like Zhao Wu, Mu Zha thought.

After listening to the disciple's words, Guanyin coughed uncomfortably, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and followed Mu Zha away.

In the corner, the little apprentice Zhao Wu, who had been forgotten by the Bodhisattva, stuck out a vine with a disheveled face and trembling, and wiped the thick layer of dust on his non-existent forehead.

Mother, mother, the grape spirit is scared to death!

It's terrible for Master to get angry!

Half an hour later, the God of Luojia Mountain, with a blue nose, a swollen face, and ragged clothes, was driven out of the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea disheartenedly while holding the package.

Luojiashan Xinshan God came to take office, the man was very strong, but his forehead was covered with a big bag, shiny and shiny, very conspicuous.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

In the underworld, Di Ting, who was listening to the live broadcast of Journey to the West, gave a "tsk": Adults, the old house is on fire, cut~