Tang Seng is a cook

Zhuang Fan couldn't help sighing, it's been a long time since I took a sauna...

He really misses everything in modern times!

At least walking on the road, every day he misses the flat and wide concrete road, the dirt road is covered in ashes, the ancients always say that it is full of dust, but it is not true, after a day, from head to face, only the eyes are clean!

Zhuang Fan thought so, and stopped the little white dragon who was going to fly in the sky to spread rain. He thought about it, this rain is absolutely impossible.

The fire on this flaming mountain is so strong, pouring rain on it, wouldn't it be like pouring oil on it, making it more prosperous?

Besides, even if it is extinguished, with such a large area of ​​fire, the entire Huoyan Mountain will not be like a sauna, and the surrounding people, one by one, will have to be steamed.

How much rain would it take to bring down that temperature?Zhuang Fan didn't want to exhaust his apprentice to death.

What's more, flooding the Flaming Mountain is not fun.

Anyway, Honghaier went to borrow the banana fan, whether they could borrow it or not, they had to wait, so Zhuang Fan made the decision, took his apprentices and Hongye, and wanted to go to the small town around the Flame Mountain, and first find a place to stay.

Unexpectedly, Wukong went to investigate and found that there was no big city because of the Flame Mountain, only some people who couldn't survive elsewhere, scattered around in twos and threes, struggling to survive.

Zhuang Fan sighed, patted the back of the monkey's head, and said to himself that this was the disaster caused by Wukong in the past. It seems that this flaming mountain must have been created by Wukong himself by fanning his fan to put out the fire.

There was no inn to stay in, so Zhuang Fan took everyone to retreat a little farther, find a secluded and shady place, and set up a tent.

Zhuang Fan has been thinking about going to the sauna, Wukong led a group of small tents to pack their luggage, and he wrote and drew there by himself, planning to draw a sketch first, and then build a sauna room.

He hadn't decided yet whether to use wooden planks or mud bricks he burned himself.

Zhuang Fan was writing and calculating, and Hongye, who had nothing to do, wandered over and saw that Zhuang Fan was seriously busy, so she didn't make a sound, stood behind him, poked her head out, and looked at Zhuang Fan in front of him. Calculate the area in a small book.

Although Hongye is tired of reading and reading, he is actually very smart. Zhuang Fan murmured while marking numbers on the scale diagram of the small sauna room. He only listened carefully a few times before he knew and remembered it.

Zhuang Fan drew a few floor plans and a simple perspective drawing. Looking at the red leaves, he stretched out his hand to hold a few branches. With a flash of divine thought, the branches danced flexibly in his hands, and soon became a tree. A small wooden house, exquisite and small, with doors and windows, looking inside, it is fully equipped with internal organs.

Hongye held the small house in her hands, looked it over carefully, and compared it with Zhuang Fan's drawings, and felt that it was the same, so she breathed a breath of fairy air, and the palm-sized wooden house was good at facing the wind. Has become the size of a normal house.

Zhuang Fan was startled by the sound, looked up, and saw a small wooden house that was exactly the same as his sketch, standing in front of him, Hongye Shiran walked over behind him, pulled the door, made a "please" gesture, and smiled Authentic: "Master, please come in!"

Zhuang Fan couldn't help but smile all over his face, stood up, and gave Hongye a thumbs up, Hongye laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

Zhuang Fan and Hong Ye went to the hut to have a look, and saw that the inside and outside were not much different from his sketch. What is rare is that the wood is smooth without thorns, and it has a fragrance, the color is milky yellow, very fresh.

As soon as you enter the door, there are two rows of boxes for changing clothes. There are two rows, marked with their own nameplates. Zhuang Fan, Hongye, Wukong and Wuwang are on the top, and Bajie, Wuyou, Honghaier and Maomao are on the bottom.

Open the sliding door and walk in. On the left is a spacious hall, which is empty at this time, and on the right corner is a closed room. Zhuang Fan opened it and saw the neat wooden benches. Surrounded by children.

Hongye followed him and probed his head: "Uncle, this room is dark and there are no windows, why, you want to practice in seclusion here?"

Zhuang Fan chuckled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Yes, I'll throw you in to cultivate immortals later!"

In the midst of steaming mist, sitting on it, you feel like a god, not a god, but better than a god!

Zhuang Fan saw that the wooden planks of this room were airtight, and the riveting was very strong all around. He was very satisfied, closed the door and left.

Hongye Pidianer followed behind him and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing with the empty house over there? Uncle, are you going to use this house later? If you do, I will charge a usage fee!" "

Zhuang Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Well, how much is the usage fee?"

Hongye just laughed: "I want to eat meat!"

Zhuang Fanxin said that this is a good deal, and he agreed without even thinking about it. He felt a little pity because he planned to build a house by himself. For the sake of simplicity, the blueprints were very simple. The painting is more complicated!

Forget it, what kind of bicycle do you want, Zhuang Fan comforted himself, and took Hongye to see his apprentices.

When they arrived at Huoyan Mountain, it was mid-afternoon. After cleaning up, the sky was still slightly bright. Zhuang Fan stood in the camp, squinting at the red sky in the west, thinking about how to get the alchemy furnace that fell out later. hot bricks.

After the monkey finished his work, he came over with Mao Mao in his arms, and said, "Master, what do you eat for dinner? Big brother said meat?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Tell him, what kind of meat he can catch, and I will do it for him when I come back later!"

The monkey was startled, and said: "Master, where are you going?" I always felt that after the master woke up, he became wild, and he had to act on his own every now and then.

Zhuang Fan said, "Don't be afraid, Master is going to see the Flame Mountain." By the way, he brought some charcoal back.

The monkey got anxious and said: "Master, the red boy said that the Flaming Mountain is very dangerous. When ordinary people go there, there is no hair left, and they turn into black ashes on the spot! What are you doing there!"

Zhuang Fan laughed, and said: "Don't be afraid, Master now has mana in his body, and he has restored the memory of his previous life. I will still pinch him!"

The monkey scratched its head and asked curiously, "Master, what do you remember?"

Zhuang Fan smiled lightly: "Except for a few people, there is nothing worth remembering." Except for the modern parents, Guanyin, um, Ksitigarbha, and that bastard Bodhi, he has nothing to worry about.

He rubbed the two little monkeys, with a gentle expression on his face, and said, "At least it's not as important as you."

The monkey suddenly felt very happy and laughed happily. The little monkey in his arms looked at Zhuang Fan without blinking, with big round eyes, which made Zhuang Fan scratch the tip of his nose softly. Said: "Don't give uncle a hug? Just cling to brother?"

For some reason, ever since Zhuang Fan woke up, Maomao has been avoiding him, not being hugged or talking to him, only clinging to Wukong, either lying on Wukong's head, or curled up in Wukong's arms, keeping his eyes on Zhuang Fan , Zhuang Fan saw wherever he went.

Zhuang Fan thought it was because Maomao pushed him in the bath before, and then he slept for ten days at a stretch. He was a little scared, so he didn't force him. Anyway, children always have a lot of weird ideas. After that stage That's good, because slowly they forget it themselves.

Unexpectedly, this time, Maomao stretched out his hands to him and said, "Hug!"

Zhuang Fan was very pleasantly surprised, he hugged the little hairy monkey from Wukong's arms, shook it, and said with a smile: "It's fat!"

The little monkey has grown meat.

Maomao hugged Zhuang Fan's neck with his arms, sniffed him, and then said very reassuringly: "This is Uncle!"

It is very comfortable to put my face over, I want to chirp!

Zhuang Fan told him to speak so that his whole body trembled, and seeing the little hairy monkey approaching his face, he chirped his hairy face and asked, "Which one is not Uncle?"

Liu Er leaned closer to his ear and said, "It's not Uncle who just woke up!"

Zhuang Fan just laughed, didn't ask any more questions, hugged him, and went back with Wukong.

In the end, Wukong was worried about his master, so he put the little monkey at home, together with Wuyou, and handed it over to Wuwang, who had nothing to do, to take care of him. The master and apprentice went to the Flame Mountain together.

Bajie was about to cook, and Hongye wanted to follow, but when he heard that Zhuang Fan allowed him to hunt, he immediately left without looking back, without even saying hello.

Seeing his anxious look, the big guys couldn't help laughing, and went their separate ways.

The monkey led the way, and Zhuang Fan also staggered up to the cloud head. After more than 20 years of being a mortal, it was the first time to ride the clouds and the fog. Even with the memories of the past, it was very exciting.

The most wonderful thing is that he has been a mortal for more than 20 years, nothing else. He has a lot of knowledge and courage. Zhuang Fan rose into the air, had a lot of fun with a high-altitude plunge and a dive, and almost didn't scare the monkey to death!

Zhuang Fan didn't pay any attention to it, and he was having a good time playing. The monkey chased after Zhuang Fan and yelled for a long time, and flew up and down several times before realizing that he was slipped by his master. Somersaulting on the cloud, watching Zhuang Fan playing all over the world.

Zhuang Fan let the violent wind in the air blow over his cheeks, he rushed up to the sky, then fell freely, opened his eyes, looked at the blue sky, and felt that he was really like a free bird, with his tail unrestrained of swimming fish.

He suddenly remembered a sentence he had read before, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth. He thought, after learning the scriptures, he will be the same, and he will not be hindered by anything. Let Guanyin alone in the sky, and look down at him wandering in the world. Let's go, suffering.

Those who have memories are always more sad than those who have lost them.

Closing his eyes, Zhuang Fan felt a strong wind rushing from under him. He thought, if Tang Seng's body was smashed to pieces like this, their expressions must be pretty.

It's just that he has more important things to do, which is a pity.

The monkey was sitting on the somersault cloud, slowly drifting over, leaning on its chin, and said helplessly, "Master, don't play, the sun is going to set!"

Only then did Zhuang Fan stop his figure, stood up in the air, straightened his clothes, pointed at the Flame Mountain, and said, "Wukong, do you dare to go?"

The monkey made a helpless face: "Master, I know you dare to go, why don't you go, disciple is timid, disciple should try first! What do you think?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Fan couldn't help laughing, and swooped forward, heading straight for the [-]-mile flame.

This Zhuang Fan went to explore the Flame Mountain, and the red boy had already arrived home.

Cuiyun Mountain is more than 400 miles southwest of Flaming Mountain. It is reasonable to say that the red boy turned into a red cloud, which is also fleeting. It is just that he feels awkward and does not like to go home. He dawdled and arrived at the gate of Banjiao Cave in the middle of the afternoon. .

The red boy descended from the clouds, saw that the door of the house was still closed, and there was no sound, so he knew that his father had still not returned home, and his mother was still trapped here, so he couldn't help holding his breath, went up and kicked the door with a bang, and shouted loudly: "I'm back! Someone open the door!"

The cave door opened with a creak, and a little girl in blue poked her head out. Seeing that it was a red boy, she immediately opened the cave door wide with a smile on her face, bowed her eyes and bowed and said, "Young master is back!" ! The princess just mentioned the young master when she was in the mansion! How could it be such a coincidence that I will be back today!"

The red boy walked in and said, "Where is my mother?"

The little maid said: "The princess is resting and drinking tea in the living room, young master, hurry up!"

Hong Hai'er didn't hesitate, and when he arrived in the hall, he saw Princess Iron Fan sitting in front of the desk, frowning, holding a teacup in a silent daze.

Hong Hai'er was really sad for his misfortune, and he couldn't argue with anger, but this was his mother in front of him, he couldn't say anything, he couldn't say anything, so he went forward and saluted, "My child hasn't come home for a long time, and I'm worried about her, my mother is always good! "

This sound finally awakened Princess Iron Fan who was in deep thought. Seeing that her son was standing on the spot, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She stepped forward to help Honghaier, hugged him in her arms, and asked sobbing: "Son, I'm so worried about dying as a mother! Why did you come back?"

She let go of her hand, looked at the red boy in front of her eyes, and said, "It's dark, and it's also thin!"

He asked him again: "Didn't it mean that Tang Sanzang took you in on the way to the west, and then sent you to a certain powerful person to be his apprentice? Mother thought he took you away by force, how could you come back?"

Hong Haier just laughed, bragging: "Your ability, my boy, you don't know, if I don't want to, who can force me? It's because I have good qualifications, my master passed by and caught me, begging the holy monk to do it The middleman begged me for several days before I agreed to be his first disciple!"

Princess Iron Fan was skeptical, and said: "What you said, is it true?"

Hong Hai'er said: "If you lie to mother, what's the point? You won't brag about me to others."

The iron fan touched his son's forehead, and said angrily, "Naughty!" and asked him who is the master?

The red boy grinned and said, "Oh, speaking of my master, he's such an amazing character!" He told the story of the red leaves, then took out a small box from his clothes, and handed it to Princess Iron Fan.

Princess Iron Fan was surprised, took it over, and said, "What is this?"

Honghaier opened it for her, and said: "I passed by Cuiyun Mountain with my master. I thought I hadn't come home for a long time, so I came to see you. My master said that if I haven't come home for a long time, my mother must be thinking about it, so I asked me to bring it to you." Mother also knows that the child has never loved things outside of the body, and it is very difficult to have nothing. Master is considerate, so he gave me a ginseng fruit, mother, eat it quickly!"

The box was opened, revealing a lifelike baby with complete facial features, so lifelike, Princess Iron Fan was startled, hearing that it was ginseng fruit, she couldn't help but worry.

Princess Iron Fan closed the box, and said worriedly, "Son, mother heard that your master is only a young boy, is he really, that Hongyun Patriarch?"

Hong Boy said: "Is it true? Sometimes I suspect that Master is bragging, but we followed the holy monk and met Guanyin Bodhisattva and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva a few times. Zu said, the two of them couldn't have been deceived, could they?"

Princess Iron Fan was startled when she heard this, she held Red Boy's hand and said, "You actually met Bodhisattva, they, have they ever done you any harm?"

Hong Haier was puzzled and said, "Why are they treating me badly? I'm fine."

Iron Fan's face turned pale, and he said: "After all, he is the son of your monster, and mother is really worried that they will take you away..."

The red boy couldn't stop laughing when he heard this, and said to his mother: "Mother, if you think too much, he is my master uncle. He is the biggest demon king in the world, Sun Wukong, and he even calls the two Bodhisattvas master uncle! You What are you thinking? From my master, I am still the same generation as a Bodhisattva! You can really worry about it!"

Tie Fan was afraid that his younger son would brag, so he said again: "Then when you get along with each other on weekdays, do they look down on you?"

After hearing this, Honghaier remembered something, and said angrily, "What's more, it's all your fault!"

Princess Iron Fan's heart twitched, and she said in a trembling voice, "How did your mother drag you down?"

The red boy brought the box over, opened it, took out the ginseng fruit, stuffed it into his mother's mouth without any further explanation, and said, "Eat it first! It's not that when I was young, you all refused to teach me to read and write! The youngest son of the holy monk often took This is a joke!"

Princess Iron Fan wanted to give the fruit to her son, but she was caught off guard and had to chew it carefully. After hearing this, she couldn't help showing a smile, and said with self-reproach: "It's really mother's fault. Mother used to think that you would just occupy the mountain and be a little demon king, and you would be protected by your parents, what would you do by learning from those mortals, but she never thought that my son would have such a great fortune!"

He asked again, "But your master taught you to read? You must study hard and don't be lazy, you know?"

Hong Haier snorted and said, "My master is playing tricks on doing homework by himself, it was all taught by the holy monk!"

Princess Iron Fan wondered: "Then what did your master teach you? Besides, I heard that Tang Sanzang was going west to learn Buddhist scriptures. Could it be that you have to follow him all the time?"

Honghaier said: "My master said that my temperament is uncertain, my heart is full of knots, and my heart is not open. He wants to take me to travel around the world and slowly open my eyes. When I am in a peaceful state, I will naturally appreciate the supreme magic."

Princess Iron Fan was very worried when she heard that, she held her son's face and said, "Red boy, is it possible that you have something else on your mind? Why did your master say that about you?"

Hong Hai'er fell silent, his little face was full of gloom, he asked Iron Fan to look at it, and felt even more worried.

She urged twice before Honghaier raised his head, and said solemnly: "Mother, if I go with my master to learn art, will you lock the door of the Bajiao Cave in Cuiyun Mountain all the time, will you not come out?"

Princess Iron Fan was startled when she heard this, she forced a smile and said, "Good boy, you also know that mother always likes to be quiet..."

Unexpectedly, Hong Hai'er was so angry when he heard this, he suddenly stood up and shouted angrily, "Stop talking!"

Tears welled up in Honghaier's eyes, and he choked up and said, "Mother, let me ask you, if I were a girl now, or if I had an older sister or younger sister, would you like to call me, call her, and talk to you?" Same day now?"

When Princess Iron Fan heard this, her heart felt like a knife was twisted, she choked up and couldn't speak.

The red boy knelt down and lay on his mother's lap, and said: "Mother, every time I think of you being trapped here, I can't show my face. You are not a mortal woman, why bother to use those three noble names to restrain you?" You? Besides, mortal women, if you don’t leave your husband in the outer room, you can still get along with each other. You are an iron fan princess and a fairy, and mortals praise you so much. Why are you trapped in this small plantain hole? Are you ready?"

Princess Iron Fan covered her face, broke down in sobs, and said in a mournful voice, "Son, don't say any more!"

She choked up and said, "At any rate, your father gave birth to you too. Why didn't you mention him when you entered the door this time?"

Honghaier said coldly: "If you have a way, you have a stepfather and a stepmother. Our family is also a matter of time." Why mention that heartless old cow!

He raised his head and said to Princess Iron Fan: "Mother, you don't know, we walked to the daughter's country, and that person actually sent a letter to his brother, it was a real fairy named Ruyi, and told him to go to my master." , snatched me back."

He opened his eyes and asked seriously: "Tell me, what kind of thinking is he thinking? Is he afraid that I will learn from Master and come back to suppress him? Or does he really love me and care about me? Why don't you go there in person?" There, tell Master face to face and ask me to go home?"

Princess Iron Fan was startled, helped him up and said, "Son, is your master angry?"

Hong Hai'er smiled slightly, and said: "My master loves me very much, and he never gets angry with me because of irrelevant people."

Princess Iron Fan rubbed her chest, and felt relieved, but her heart was still heavy, as if a big stone had been placed on it, and she said: "Maybe it's your father, you don't know your master's background, so you're so reckless?"

Hong Haier snorted coldly, and said: "I am very grateful to him, he is so beautiful, and he can still think of my son!"

Only then did Princess Iron Fan realize how deep her son's prejudice against his father was, so she couldn't help but remain silent.

The red boy took his hand and said: "Mother, I really don't want you to waste your time here, you don't know, that woman in the world can lead a country alone, don't need a man, and still live happily! You have all the skills, don't you want to be willing?" Are you trapped here for no reason?"

The author has something to say: What Zhuang Fan remembered was a sentence in the biography of Wukong

If you want this day, you can no longer cover my eyes; if you want this land, you can no longer bury my heart

I can't hide the desire in my heart, just like I love you beautiful in my heart, how can I pretend that all things are empty

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Small theater: Zhuang Fan stood in the middle of the Flame Mountain, muttering: "It's such a big fire, it's not easy to call 119?"

The monkey's ears were sharp, and he said in his heart, Master is really, he still wants to drink wine at this time, but what kind of wine is Yaoyao wine?Is it good to drink?

After that day, rumors of the holy monk catching goblins to make wine spread around again.