[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

The red boy really wanted to shout to his mother, that cow should be the same as the countless days in the past period of time, in the belly of the vixen, he has any advantages, but he can cook messy dishes , Say a few irrelevant words, just to coax his mother.

However, he did not say.

His mother seems to be indifferent to everything, except for him, the Bull Demon King once tried to communicate with him. After hearing that passage, Hong Haier calmly overturned the stone table, turned around and left, and then he said goodbye Uncle Ruyi, a true immortal, went to Haoshan Mountain alone, and established himself as a Holy Infant King in Huoyun Cave of Kusongjian.

His father, what the cow said was right, even though Hong Haier didn't want to admit it, his mother had never had any mortal feelings.

The reason why Luosha slapped that one was because she thought the Bull Demon King was interesting, and she married the Bull Demon King because she thought about those dishes and was kind to Honghaier, but it was just that the real fire of samadhi in Honghaier made her feel familiar.

"Your mother, never liked me at all, loved me, she looked at me like a dish, she wanted to eat it every day, but she never cared about it, she looked at you like watching the real fire of Samadhi, compatriots The same body, but never wanted to raise you!"

Red Boy remembered that he had a small cabinet, one layer of the cabinet was full of rare and ingenious things bought and made for him by the Bull Demon King and the True Immortal Ruyi, and the other layer contained the little horns his mother made for him. horn.

She wants to raise me, she loves me, she made me a small horn, she is afraid that I will be snatched away by others, if there is a playmate she does not know, she will put away those pleasant indifference and become Outright indifference.

Cuiyun Mountain is the unreachable childhood of the red boy, full of his mother's indifference, his father's no-return night, the memory of Ruyi Zhenxian coaxing him to hug him and let him burn his beard, and the pair of little horns. .

He stood on the spot, looking at the area surrounded by hot air in the distance, where there were endless red land and flames.

"The Flame Mountain is eight hundred miles away, and there is no grass growing around it. If you want to go to the west, you have to pass the Flame Mountain first. The only one who can fan the flames with supernatural powers is my mother, Princess Iron Fan."

Hong Hai'er was too calm, he didn't look like a young monster at all, but was about the same age as the little white dragon beside him, and when he mentioned his biological relatives, his tone was also generally indifferent.

Xiao Bailong looked at him in surprise, but kept silent and didn't ask any questions.

Everyone has an account that is difficult to sort out. Nezha, the third prince in Jiuchongtian, cut off the flesh and bones of the lotus root, and has been emotionally closed since then. And because he smashed the night pearl, he had a gap with his father. He must be young but mature. So far, the red boy is not a happy family.

"Eight hundred li flaming mountain?"

Sanzang pondered for a moment, but before he could say anything, he felt the monkey's eager eyes.

This made him not, especially not used to it.

The monkey has never kept his eyes on him. That kind of earnest gaze, without any concealment, is more straightforward than those monsters at the Chang'an Water and Land Conference. A personality who hates killing and anger leaves behind a monkey who is full of truth, kindness and beauty.

"Master, Grandpa and the iron fan princess's husband, the Bull Demon King, are sworn brothers. You can borrow the fan. Master is now looking for someone here, and I will wait a while."

"can."

Sanzang agreed.

Not far ahead of them, they saw a manor house, which was a house covered with red tiles, a wall made of red bricks, a red gas door leaf, and a red lacquered couch. The old man opened the door and heard that they were going to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, so he agreed to let them rest. The monkey bid farewell to Sanzang and flew straight to the Flame Mountain on the clouds.

He didn't know that the Bull Demon King lived here now, but there is always a land god in any land. Although the Flame Mountain is hot, there is also a land god who can govern it. He bowed his back and smiled slightly at the monkey.

"It turned out to be the Great Holy Father."

The monkey didn't talk to him too much, and asked where the Bull Demon King was.

The land pointed far south.

"Originally, the Bull Demon King lived in Bajiao Cave, Cuiyun Mountain in the southwest. He abandoned Princess Iron Fan a few years ago, and now lives in Moyun Cave, Jilei Mountain in the south, together with Princess Yumian, the daughter of the Long Live Fox King."

The monkey flew towards the south for about half an hour, and saw a high mountain Ling Han earlier. He pressed down the cloud head, stopped at the peak, and then stepped down the peak, into the deep mountain, looking for a path, but under the shade of a pine tree, he met a woman , I folded half a fragrant orchid in my hand, and came in style.

The girl was born extremely beautiful, delicate and charming, she was wearing a loosely knitted skirt, with a grip at the waist, and the sleeves slipped down when she raised her hand, revealing half of her forearm with delicate skin.

The monkey guessed that it might be the jade-faced princess that the land said, so he pushed aside the branches, jumped off the pine tree, and stood in front of her.

The woman suddenly saw a strange man, with hairy but handsome face, but with an uncomfortable smile, a little hypocritical and pretentious on the corner of his mouth, the man asked her politely, "Is this Jilei Mountain? "

"Exactly."

"Is there Moyun Cave in Jilei Mountain, where the Bull Demon King lives?"

"Yes."

The woman was not afraid either, she raised her hand and inserted the pandan in her temple hair, and greeted her, laughing at Yan Yan, she couldn't tell whether it was a beautiful person or a beautiful flower.

"Are you an old acquaintance of my king? Why are you so rude and keep staring at me?"

The woman's voice was crisp and sweet, but her eyes were like two small hooks. The strange man still didn't get rid of his annoying smile, but the woman quickly moved her eyes away from the smile and landed on the other's eyes.

Those eyes were really bright, but they seemed to be missing something, they should be more glamorous, and their edges and corners should be sharper, instead of being too soft as they are now.

If it is sharper, the dark red in the corner of the eye is as strange as fresh blood, instead of the strange and gorgeous beauty as it is now.

"What do you have for Grandpa to stare at?"

The strange man's tone was soft, but the words he said were not very pleasant.

"Such a vulgar and plain appearance?"

The man's eyes wandered for a moment on her snow-white and slender neck and half-exposed breasts, as if he didn't look down on her at all.

The vixen suddenly found it interesting, and she intentionally took a more beautiful pose, a good posture that could show her legs. The strange man seemed easy to get along with, as if he was born with so-called love and pity. I have never seen such a man before, and the other party dismisses her illusioned appearance, probably because there is already a more unforgettable existence in his heart, or maybe the other party does not like women?

The vixen was holding the skirt, and she turned around, and in the fragrant wind, she fell to the ground wrapped in a cloud-patterned robe.

"Is this tacky and plain?"

The cloud pattern robe was almost half open, revealing a large and strong chest. The vixen raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party. The originally soft female body suddenly grew taller and turned into a slender male body. The chiseled delicate and sharp, sweet and crisp voice was replaced by a deep female male voice.

The monkey began to suspect the bull devil's personal hobbies.

The vixen took a step closer. His transformed figure was too tall, and the monkey had to look up to meet his eyes. The vixen was very satisfied with the effect. He reached out to touch the monkey's chin, but was overwhelmed by the other side. Get started.

Naturally, the monkey didn't caress the back of the opponent's hand. He strengthened his hand and pinched the whole palm until the bones were smashed and the flesh was broken. He threw the vixen's hand away as if he was about to throw away some disgusting thing.

He stepped on a large field of fragrant orchids, and walked away, leaving the vixen behind him, his eyes turned into the vertical pupils of a fox, full of interest.

The author has something to say: First of all, I have to apologize, why there are more articles on tutoring, and less on Journey to the West, because tutoring is easier to write, and [-] words in half an hour is very fast, but Journey to the West has to read the original work while revising the style of writing , so the writing is very slow_(:зゝ∠)_ but I will try my best to keep the daily update, even though the number of words is very small