Tang Seng is a cook

Guanyin Bodhisattva took Nezha to the Liusha River, but he was a step late. Zhuang Fan had already brought three disciples to the Liusha River, which was difficult to cross for eight hundred miles. Magnificent, the huge noise rushing forward.

He couldn't help but think of a bgm in his heart: Wave Ben~Lang Hug~~

Zhuang Fan reined in the reins and looked at the endlessly flowing river from a distance, frowning, Wukong came over and said, "Master, why don't you leave? But I'm dizzy and afraid of the water? This is the Liusha River I just inquired about." gone."

Zhuang Fan shook his head. Although his memory is fuzzy, he still remembers such a famous place, so he pointed at the front with his horsewhip, and said, "There is one last person to accept, but Master doesn't want it."

Bajie also ran over, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said: "Master, who is it? Why don't you want it? You even accepted my old pig, a big-bellied man, as your apprentice. Could it be that you can eat it better than me?" ?”

Wukong tugged Bajie's ear and said, "You know how to eat every day, but are you hungry again?"

Bajie hurriedly went to cover it: "I got it out, I got it out!" The ears are the last to be pulled, it's hard work to maintain a personal appearance, the elder brother is too rough!

Wukong let go of Bajie's ear, poked him on the forehead, handed him a large piece of bread, and said, "Speaking of which, our last prospective junior is also your colleague!"

Bajie took the dough cake, took a big mouthful very sweetly, the sugar filling flowed out from the cake, he quickly licked it, and muttered: "Who is it? Which unlucky bastard was killed dropped it?"

Wukong said: "I heard that he is a rolling curtain general, but you, the marshal, are more powerful, or that general is more powerful?"

Ba Jie suddenly realized: "Hey, you are a general, you are just a good-looking guy! There is a beautiful display in the Lingxiao Temple, for the Jade Emperor to show off! You are not a colleague, why, Master wants to accept such an embroidered pillow?"

Zhuang Fan said: "I don't want to accept it." He pointed his whip again, "The general of the roller shutter has occupied this Liusha River, we will definitely wait for a while."

Wukong scratched his ears and asked, "Master, why didn't you accept him?"

Zhuang Fan frowned, thought for a while and said: "He ate nine Buddhist scriptures forward, and even wore the skulls on his chest. I'm afraid it contains my previous life."

Before Wukong could speak, Bajie felt like vomiting, the monkey patted him on the back and said, "What's wrong, I feel like vomiting after eating some, can I do it?"

Bajie's face was a little pale, not in the mood to play, he waved his hands and said, "I don't know why, it's disgusting to hear what Master said."

Wukong laughed at him: "Don't say that you have eaten people before, just say that we have been on the road recently, and we have eaten wild animals, so why is it disgusting?"

Bajie secretly glanced at Master, seeing Zhuang Fan concentrating on looking at the river, he whispered: "Brother, Master sometimes looks at me with terrible eyes, I'm afraid he will kill me to eat pork, next time in front of Master , Brother, pay more attention, don't talk about eating pigs, don't talk about eating people, is it possible? Brother, I beg you!" After saying that, he bowed his hands and begged for mercy.

Wukong patted Bajie on the back, and said: "Third brother, senior brother will teach you a method, I guarantee that Master will not bear to talk when he sees you!"

Bajie's eyes lit up and said, "Brother, tell me!"

Wukong raised his finger and said, "Two words: act like a spoiled child!"

Bajie said blankly: "What do you mean, I don't understand."

Wukong clicked his tongue, patted Xiaopang on the back of the head and said: "Understand it yourself!"

Turning around, he strolled up to the horse and asked, "Master, I just went to see this river. It's very wide, and it's about eight hundred miles long. What should we do?"

Zhuang Fan listened, smiled slightly, and said firmly: "There is no other way to go, but this time, let's try it out first."

Bajie also came over and asked Wukong together: "Master, what do you want to test?"

Zhuang Fan had a warm face, and said with ice in his eyes: "Naturally, I want to test whether the shutter general has been fasting honestly like Bajie since he was enlightened by the Bodhisattva!"

Zhuang Fan said: "I don't care if I catch some fish in the river and eat them, but if he eats people, then I can only blame me for being ruthless."

Bajie said, "How about a way to test it?"

Wukong said: "Let's go to the river. If he doesn't eat people, he will stay in the river obediently. When the time comes, call him and come out to see."

Bajie said: "If he sees us without saying a word, jumps out and hits us, what's the matter?"

Zhuang Fan smiled slightly, and answered for the monkey: "Of course we have to ask him why he came out to hurt people. Let's not do that thing of killing people without asking."

Bajie couldn't help sniffing the back of his neck, and asked cautiously: "Master, if he still cannibalizes, will he really be killed? Although he is a small official in the heavenly court and was punished to the lower realm, he is still a jade man." God’s people, why don’t you tell us to kill him like that?”

Zhuang Fan said: "What are you thinking? We are not public officials. We cannot be tried or sentenced. The master can only decide not to accept him as an apprentice."

Bajie grabbed his hat and said distressedly: "If you know who the master is, what should you do if you have to follow suit?"

Zhuang Fan tapped his apprentice's head: "Thinking too much, let's go over and talk about it first, oh, by the way, don't announce your name this time, so as not to reveal your secrets, do you understand!?"

Bajie nodded, followed Wukong to protect Tang Seng, and came to the big river.

Rao Zhuang Fan was already mentally prepared, and he was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the river monster: It's so ugly, it's so ugly! ! !

With a head full of red hair in a mess, eyes protruding brightly, a face blue indigo, screaming strangely, holding a treasure stick in his hand, he came rushing towards Zhuang Fan.

Bajie said: "Brother, protect Master, I'll go up and meet him!" Xiao Pangdai just ate a piece of cake, he was not hungry, just in time to digest, so he went up to meet him with a nine-toothed rake.

Wukong stood beside the caramel cake, looking at it with his arms folded, Zhuang Fan asked, "Do you have itchy hands, do you want to go up and move around?"

Wukong looked at it twice, disappointed and said: "It's not my opponent. When Bajie fights, it's the style of two armies facing each other. It's open and close, fierce and powerful. The red-haired monster fights, it's a singing style, a show That's all." He shook his head while watching, "It's boring, boring! It's boring!"

Sure enough, Bajie was fighting, and after a few moves, he freed up his energy, slowed down his moves and asked, "I'm just passing by, so why don't you come up and fight, you red-haired monster, what do you want to do!?"

At first, the monster thought that he had encountered a hard problem, and wanted to leave, but after a dozen moves, the white and tender fat man on the opposite side slowed down a bit, obviously lacking in strength, so he couldn't help saying triumphantly: "It's not for the business of belly." , who wants to beat someone hard, seeing that you are so white and tender, it just happens to be my meal for today! Stop talking nonsense and call!"

When Bajie heard this, his eyes lit up, and just about to start a conversation, he heard the master yelling from the side: "We are just passing monks, what kind of monster are you! You are so bold, committing crimes and killing evil! Why don't you report your name quickly Come!"

Hearing this, the monster couldn't help laughing wildly: "Eating is like a passing monk! You are a monk, and I have also received precepts. Now you guys have filled my stomach. It is your good fortune! If you say my name Head, speak out to scare people to death!"

Bajie only ate cakes before the fight. He accidentally lost his breath during this activity. Hearing what the monster said, he pulled it with a rake and threw away the river monster's stick. "Stop talking nonsense! I'm just going to stand here if I have the ability. If you give me a number first! If your grandpa is scared by you, grandpa will give it to you today for nothing!"

The red-haired monster was also a little tired, but seeing that Bajie was panting much more than him, and the other two had no weapons in their hands, he couldn't help but get a little more angry, and said loudly: "I am a roller shutter in heaven. General, it is Guanshiyin Bodhisattva who instructed us to stay in Liushahe this time. We are here waiting for the Buddhist scripture seekers to go to the west to worship Buddha and seek scriptures together! Come, come, come and see. Eat one, it just happens to be perfect, and I, Lao Sha, have nothing to worry about, so don't worry! I don't know which of you three is willing to offer it to me today?"

The monster picked up the nine skulls hanging on his chest for everyone to see, and then pointed the three of them one by one with his fingers, very arrogant.

Zhuang Fan listened and snorted coldly: "Arrogance! People like you still want to go to the west to worship Buddha and ask for scriptures? I'm afraid the Buddha can't stand your bloody aura. Seeing you, he will be so angry. You After being enlightened by the Bodhisattva, you still want to choose someone to eat, what scripture do you want to get, what Buddha do you want to worship!? There are too many souls in Liusha River, who dares to accept you!"

Hearing this, the monster couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and he didn't care about Bajie anymore. He came straight to Zhuang Fan with his weapon in his hand, and shouted, "I'll kill you first today, and join me on the westward journey to make a big ten-year-old." Perfect number!"

Zhuang Fan had already dismounted at this time, holding the caramel cake, holding the ring stick in his left hand, looking at him coldly, not hiding, Wukong pulled out the stick and was about to meet him, Bajie also came to intercept him, but Suddenly hearing Miaomiao Xianle in the air, one person shouted sharply: "Sha Wujing! Don't be presumptuous!"

It was Avalokitesvara who finally arrived with Nezha, and was watching that Sha Wujing was about to kill the master criminal.

In desperation, Guanyin waved his sleeves, and Sha Wujing immediately leaned back. He was dragged into the river by the Bodhisattva, even armed with weapons. Before he could react, he was rushed far away.

After Avalokitesvara fell to the ground, she came rushing towards Zhuang Fan, and immediately said: "I don't know how to hide! I don't think I can live forever!" Turning around, I went to teach Wukong and Bajie: "The two armies are hostile, so slack! Do you know You know what it means for a gentleman not to stand under a dangerous wall, and if you put your master in such a dangerous situation, what should you do if you bump into it?"

Zhuang Fan pulled his sleeve, wanting to say that the phrase "a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall" is not used in this way, but Guanyin turned his head and snorted angrily: "Okay, I know your disciples are precious, I can't say it, don't say it It’s not enough! I’m the one who hates you!”

Zhuang Fan clicked his tongue in his heart, yes, it was obvious that the anger from last time hadn't subsided, but seeing that Guanyin was really worried about him just now, he couldn't help being moved, and said softly: "They are my apprentices, and they are also your juniors. There's nothing you can't say."

Quickly called Wukong Bajie and said, "Aren't you coming to see me?"

Monkey and Bajie hurried over to salute the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva said with a straight face, "It's rare to see the Great Sage so cute!"

The monkey was smart and said with a smile: "My old grandson has been enlightened by the Bodhisattva since he was born, and the master rescued him, but he changed his mind and changed his face. He will never be the same again. Don't dare to waste the Bodhisattva's painstaking efforts! If the Bodhisattva doesn't believe it, ask my master!"

Bajie also said: "Yes, Bodhisattva, my old pig is today thanks to Bodhisattva, aside from other things, Master never starved me old pig, he ate enough every day, my old pig rushed to escort, Never dare to be vague!"

Zhuang Fan stuck the ring stick in the wet ground, tied the caramel cake, and leaned over and said, "Indeed, Bodhisattva Wisdom Eye, the disciples selected are all good, and Wu Wang is also a filial and caring person!"

Xiao Feilong was praised for no reason in the arms of his master, but he still slept unconsciously.

Only then did the Bodhisattva show his face, and his face became calmer. He wanted to introduce Nezha to Tang Seng, and then talk about throwing Nezha to him, but he turned around and said, tsk.

Sha Wujing was kneeling there trembling, while Nezha was poking someone's hair with a branch he picked up from nowhere.

The Bodhisattva hurriedly said: "Nezha, come here, dirty, rub yourself all over!"

That Sha Wujing was kicked down just now, and he forgot to pinch the Water Jue in a hurry. After realizing it, he was frightened out of his wits, trembling on the shore, crawling all the way, kneeling here, now covered in water and half in mud , extremely embarrassed.

After hearing this, Nezha put the branch far away, got up slowly, and walked over. The Bodhisattva touched him and said to Zhuang Fan, "This is the third prince Nezha, the son of Heavenly King Tota Li."

Zhuang Fan was curious when he saw the Bodhisattva leading a little doll. When he heard that it was Nezha, he was startled, touched the little white dragon in his arms, and saw that he was still sleeping soundly, so he was relieved and said that this little enemy But don't wake up, who knows that after he met Nezha, the Bodhisattva threw a thunder at him.

Zhuang Fan's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you say?" Wukong and Bajie also went to look at the cold-faced little dumpling, both feeling strange, and Nezha looked back blankly.

The Bodhisattva glared at him: "Who are you, me, and me?" Seeing that Zhuang Fan was really unhappy, he said helplessly, "Isn't Master Nezha Master Taiyi having something to do these days? If you can't take care of him, you should take him first." For a few days, Nezha has a steady temper and doesn’t like to cause trouble, so if you take him with you, you can be a child, or take another apprentice, it’s up to you!”

Zhuang Fan said angrily: "What are you talking about! He has already passed the apprenticeship! Nezha has a master!"

The Bodhisattva coughed and said in a low voice: "It's okay, that old Taiyi doesn't mind. Besides, Nezha is not the only one who has already worshiped your teacher here!"

He dragged Zhuang Fan a few steps away, pouted secretly at the monkey, lowered his voice a little more, and said, "Bodhi didn't even come to ask you for an apprentice, and Taiyi didn't dare, just keep it."

Zhuang Fan only felt a dizzying headache. He pinched his temples with his hands and said to himself that Wukong worshiped Bodhi as his teacher. Isn't that something that no one knows about? Why does Guanyin know?

It's just that the point of this kung fu is not to pursue Bodhi, but Nezha. Zhuang Fan said angrily, "That means he doesn't want Wukong anymore. I don't believe it if he kicks Wukong away. How can Taiyi not want Nezha?"

The Bodhisattva made a bitter face, and said with great pain: "I'm telling you, although I haven't been expelled from the school, but it's almost the same. Poor Nezha is so young, he is homeless!"

He leaned over and leaned into Zhuang Fan's ear and said, "You know, Li Jing's personality dislikes Nezha the most. Today, Nezha was sent back to Heaven by his master. Nezha locked him in the house and didn't let him go out, and didn't give him food! Can you stay in such a house?"

Zhuang Fan made the Bodhisattva's breath tickle him, but he loves his children the most. Every year during the winter and summer vacations, he almost always looks at the group of radish heads at home. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but feel soft, but he wanted to Thinking of Wu Wang in his arms, he still struggled and asked: "No matter how bad it is, let him go to your place!"

The Bodhisattva sneered: "I don't stay at home every day, and my disciples can't rest. Guess who I am busy with in the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest all day long!"

Zhuang Fan's face turned red when he heard that, Guanyin saw that he was a little loose, turned his head, and said: "If you really don't accept it, I will take Nezha back to Nantianmen. At worst, he was hacked to death by his father and just happened to be reincarnated. Don't be the son of that Li Tianwang in the next life!"

Zhuang Fan had no choice but to surrender: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll take it!"

Don't you want to watch such a small child go back home and be abused?

The Bodhisattva clapped his hands happily, and shouted, "Nezha, come and meet your master!"

Nezha was eye to eye with Wukong Bajie. Hearing this, he turned his head and walked over slowly, saying, "I have a master!"

Bosara held his hand, bowed his head and said to him: "Nezha, that old master was the old master, and this is the new master. Listen to the master's words and quickly call the master." In the future, I will be responsible to Nezha to the end.

Nezha raised his head, looked at Bodhisattva, nodded obediently, opened his mouth, but didn't cry out, and looked at Zhuang Fan again, with no expression on his face, but tears streaming down his face.

But it turned out that the meaning of Master not telling him to turn back at that time was to tell him not to go back to him again...

Zhuang Fan hated seeing children cry the most. Seeing Nezha sad, he quickly squatted down, hugged little Nezha in his arms, patted his little back, and coaxed: "Good baby, don't cry! Don't change master, don't listen to your uncle's nonsense, your master will always be your master, he didn't want you!"

It was the first time Nezha was hugged by someone, his body couldn't help being stiff, but the words of the holy monk were too warm, he couldn't help sobbing, choked up and asked, "Really? Master doesn't want me anymore?"

Zhuang Fan let go of Nezha, but still held him in his arms, wiped the tears on his face with his thumb, and said gently: "Our Nezha is so cute and obedient, why don't we want you, your master has something to do If you don't want to be here for a long time, please ask your uncle to entrust you to me to take care of you for a while."

Nezha rubbed his eyes, and said in a crying voice: "I don't believe it, why did you give me to you, and I don't recognize you!"

Tsk, you kid, you have a quick brain, Zhuang Fan sighed, and coaxed: "Because there are a lot of children here, Nezha is here, there are friends to play with, we can travel together, see the scenery, and play together." Fight monsters, and when you get to Lingshan, your master should be back, don't worry!"

Nezha felt relieved, leaned on Zhuang Fan's arm, leaned on Zhuang Fan's arm, and asked in his ear, "Then how long will we have to walk to get to Lingshan?"

Zhuang Fan said: "It will take about two or three years to go. At that time, you will follow a few senior brothers. If there are monsters blocking the way, you will kill them. If anyone bullies you, you will come to me, okay?"

Nezha's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Zhuang Fan sighed in his heart, another troublemaker fell into his hand, and when he heard the fight so happy, he nodded and said: "If people don't attack me, I won't attack others. If people attack me, I don't care if I kill them!" It's all green.

Nezha blushed when he heard that, and smiled a little, and leaned over and asked quietly, "Then what should I call you?"

Zhuang Fan rubbed his little bun, and said: "You have cultivated the Tao, and I can't teach you. Your master will still come to pick you up later, so I won't compete with him for the title of master. You see Okay?"

Nezha thought for a while, blinked his eyes and said, "I want you to be my father!"

In a word, Zhuang Fan's eyeballs almost popped out, and the Bodhisattva coughed loudly beside him, and quietly gave Nezha a thumbs up: being a father is good, being a father is much better than being a master, what did Nezha do? good!

Wukong was next to him, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand still, holding Bajie's shoulders, he was in a semi-conscious state, he really wanted to go to the Nantianmen, and see what Li Jing's face looked like at this moment, red, blue, or white ?

Nezha did what he said, knelt down to Zhuang Fan and kowtowed, opened his mouth, and was about to say the word "father", which made Zhuang Fan hurriedly cover his mouth - he couldn't pull it, Nezha was stronger than Zhuang Fan Much more.

Zhuang Fan felt a headache again, he covered his face and thought for a while, and said, "Nezha, the name father is not a random name, how about this, the poor monk accepts you as a foster son, do you think it will work?"

Nezha said, "Can the adopted son call you father?"

Zhuang Fan looked at him helplessly and said, "You can be called godfather."

Nezha said loudly, "Godfather!"

Zhuang Fan was forced to have no choice but to agree. From then on, he dressed up and had a son.

Unexpectedly, Nezha fired again: "Father, I want to take your surname, and you can give me another name." He simply called him Daddy.

He pointed at Wukong and Bajie: "I know his name is Sun Wukong, that one is called Zhu Wuneng, and the fat man in your arms is called Ao Wuwang. I want the same! How about you put the red-haired monster kneeling over there?" Give me your name, I don't mind it!"

Zhuang Fan really knelt down to this little living ancestor, this one was even worse than Ao Yu, he secretly glanced at the Bodhisattva, and said in his heart that it was you, no one else, always causing trouble for me!

Seeing that his father didn't speak, Nezha hugged Zhuang Fan's thigh and began to choke: "Father, promise me, or if you go out with your seniors in the future, they are all in the same generation, so I just call you Nezha , It’s too ugly! People must think I picked it up!”

Zhuang Fan looked at the child's expressionless coquettish expression, and almost shivered, thinking that I picked you up, but he still struggled and said, "Nezha, your name came from the two elder brothers. , Changed all of a sudden, how bad is it?"

Wukong secretly pointed out to Bajie: "Third brother, did you see that, I told you before, if you want to please Master, you have to learn to act like a baby, remember?"

Bajie was dizzy and said: "Then I will call Master Daddy tomorrow?"

Wukong was stunned for a while, seeing that his junior brother was so stupid and hopeless, he sighed and comforted him: "Forget it, idiot, as long as you stay like this, the master appointed not to worry about eating your meat, otherwise, you still forget it!"

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Nezha walked by: Dad!

Zhuang Fan quickly explained: This son was really not born to me!

The Bodhisattva smiled slightly: I know, I found this son for you.