[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

Xiao Bailong shuddered when he heard him call "sister", he had experienced quite a lot, this kind of elder sister with other meanings had also been experienced with other monsters, after all, some monsters occasionally taste like this.

On the other hand, Honghaier had a blank and innocent smile on her face, as if she really entered into the drama and yelled affectionately, but she held her hand tightly.

They sat on the alchemy plate, supported by a group of mortals, and walked along the Tongtian River to the Inspiration King Temple.At night, the river wind was bitterly cold, Xiao Bailong was only wearing a thin dress, he originally practiced water spells, his palms were naturally cold, but Honghaier said that he was very cold, and he did not let go of his hand.

Feeling the warmth in his palm, Xiao Bailong opened his eyes and talked nonsense, coaxing him to say, now they have become the children of that mortal, and it is natural to hold hands and look like relatives, but that palm is indeed too warm .

Three thousand miles away from the West Sea, the white waves are raging, the cold waves are flooding, and even the sun can't reach the Crystal Palace. He has never felt such a temperature, as hot as a fire, just like the first time he jumped out of the water and felt The summer sun is like a blazing sun.

All the aquariums longed for the shore, and countless people sneaked up. Even the third prince, an unlucky relative who suffered from lotus root cramps, went to the water every day for the warmth that was completely different from the bottom.

Hong Hai'er seemed to know what he was thinking, so she held his hand tightly without making a sound.

The group of mortals yelled all the way, carrying the pigs, sheep and wine, together with the boys and girls, to the temple of the King of Inspiration before they lined up. Looking behind him, he only saw scented flower candles on the table, and a gold tablet on the front, which wrote the God of Inspiration King, and there were no other sculpture tokens.

When all the believers are ready to line up, all the mortals knelt down and kowtowed upwards: "Grandfather of Inspiration, this year, this month, today, today, the priest of the Chen Family Village, Chen Cheng, and all the believers have different ages. The name is Chen Guanbao, and the name of the girl is Chen Yiping Jin, and there are as many pigs, sheep and wine as sacrifices, and they are offered to the king to enjoy, so that the weather will be good and the grain will be plentiful."

After wishing, I kowtowed again, burned the paper horse, and left the temple full of incense. The mortals exited the Inspiration King Temple, closed the temple door, and returned to their houses, not for the time being.

As soon as the door was closed, the light in the temple was very dark, only the moonlight came in through the upper window lattice, which happened to shine on their faces.As if his hands were sore, Xiao Bailong took out his own hand from Xiao Bailong's, jumped off the alchemy plate, and walked around the temple with his dress in hand.According to what mortals say, the monster only comes once a year, and the rest of the time it is just an empty temple, but it dare not let it decay and accumulate dust, so it is cleaned up.But he is a dragon after all, and he can still sense some remaining monster energy faintly. After thinking about it carefully, he walked into the alchemy plate and sat down by himself.

"It should be a water demon."

"kindness."

"How do you plan to deal with it? Get rid of him in this temple?"

"also may."

"...I asked you to think of countermeasures, not to let you look at me."

"It's just that I haven't seen you like this before. It's novel and I think it looks good."

Xiao Bailong felt that the conversation couldn't go on any longer, but the other party's face was sincere, without any hypocrisy, and his attitude was very earnest, but it still made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable, so he picked up the long skirt, lifted the embroidered shoes, and kicked Red Boy kicked.

The red boy was neither light nor heavy, and with an oops, the little white dragon was about to make another kick, when suddenly he heard the wind whistling outside the temple gate, and the sound of breaking waves again, something came out of the Tongtian River and stepped on it. shore.

The little white dragon immediately withdrew his feet, put on a weak expression, and fell limply on the alchemy plate, the thing took a step, and there was a kick, the moonlight shining into the temple was gradually covered, and the red boy raised his head Looking at the window sill, he saw that the light was getting dimmer, and then suddenly saw the moon replaced by two sparks—he thought it must be the trick of the monster, it was very bright, looking at them through the window sill, suddenly A dull voice came from behind the door:

"Which family is worshiping this year?"

Ordinary mortal boys and girls, when they saw those two eyes, they lost their three souls in fright, and when they asked again, they also lost all six souls. The king of inspiration didn't hold much hope at first, he covered the moonlight, and then I can't see the appearance of the sacrifices inside, thinking that in the past few years, the standard has been getting lower and lower. I took out everything and smeared it on him as a tribute. Once I sprayed it, my face would be a mess. With my hand, my five senses would be completely rejuvenated. They were all deformed, and before they died, they were so frightened that they lost control, and they smelled so bad, but they could hear a young girl's voice inside, extremely soft and not delicate, saying:

"The son of Chen Cheng, the chief priest of the Chen Family Village, is Chen Guanbao, the son of Chen Guanbao, and the daughter weighs gold."

This is already extremely rare, except for the first time he encountered a living sacrifice for the priest, he has never seen a non-breathing one since then, the king of inspiration was puzzled, so he reached out to open the temple door.

As soon as the temple door opened, the moonlight leaked in, and his two sacrifices were almost leaning against each other, looking up at him.

Little Bailong's lips didn't move, his voice was like a mosquito:

"Why is he not moving? What are you doing standing there?"

Hong Hai'er replied, "I was photographed by your appearance."

Xiao Bailong gave him a piss in his heart, wanting to praise that his spells have become better, and the king of inspiration was really shocked by his appearance, but he was not the only one, swallowed and asked: "...you... Siblings?"

Xiao Bailong replied: "Sister and brother."

"Sister and brother, I like it too... why don't you guys play first?"

Xiao Bailong saw that the king of inspiration sat down next to the cooked pigs and sheep, his huge body almost occupied all the open space, full of space, looked at them again, and cursed angrily in his heart.

At first he heard the old man say that the king of inspiration first wanted boys and girls, and then he wanted beautiful boys and girls. , attached to the red boy's face, and asked in a low voice:

"Fight or not?"

Hong Haier felt a little regretful: "Actually, we can play first."

The King of Inspiration saw them whispering together, their two faces pressed together as beautiful as they were, swallowed, and thought: first play with them, or catch them at the bottom of the water, feed a few monster Neidan, and see Can it survive, such a beauty, it's a pity to eat it, and it's okay to eat it when you're older.

Xiaobailong thought it was better to find an excuse for King Inspiration to eat the sacrificed boy first, and then looked at the open temple door, the door was Tongtianhe, afraid that he would show his original shape, King Inspiration turned around and ran away, so he found a reason , said: "Then... then I will close the door, okay?"

The girl looked at him expectantly, and the king of inspiration naturally felt that it was okay. There was something more to do in the dark, and there was still a sense of humor. Close the temple door.

Faint moonlight, there are still two beauties under the moonlight, the beauties who closed the door walked towards him, smiling sweetly, suddenly the neck jumped out from the collar, and stretched out in front of him like a snake, staring at him , asked him: "Play like this, do you like it?"

The King of Inspiration was really taken aback, the hairs all over his body stood up, his eyes stared like copper bells, he saw that the little beauty's neck was white, soft and curved, then retracted her hands and feet, and slipped out of her dress Come out: "...Mom——Mom! A monster!!"

When Xiao Bailong heard this sentence when he was wrapping around him, he almost made a circle around his neck and tied a knot around his neck. The king of inspiration was too big, and it already took up most of the space, so he turned into a The dragon, stumbling around in the small temple, the King of Inspiration almost subconsciously changed into the original form of a monster, and his human face turned into a huge fish face. He was still in shock, but in fear, he broke free from the little white dragon, stumbled and threw the little white dragon away. The door slammed into the air and plunged into the water.

Behind him, Hong Haier nearly died of laughter.

The monster ran away, so Xiao Bailong had no choice but to laugh out loud, saying that I could go back to the old man Chen Cheng's house because of this red boy who had been laughing for a year. It was Bajie who opened the door. , the eldest nephew of the monkey behind him was all smiles, he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he let them in first, and then asked about the situation.

With a dark face, Xiao Bailong told the story again.

The monkey naturally wanted to help his elder nephew, holding back his laughter, with a strange tone of voice, reprimanded Gun Gun, "Why are you so ignorant, how can you show your true colors to frighten the monster? Look, the monster has run away, what should I do?"

Ba Jie persuaded from the side: "Forget it, it's not voluntary. After all, seeing a monster at night, who is not afraid, please be considerate of the king of inspiration."

Xiao Bailong didn't want to talk to them, if there were no innocent mortals beside him, he also wanted to put his neck in front of the two senior brothers and ask them if they were afraid.

After the monkey made fun of it, he turned to Sanzang and asked, "Master, that monster has returned to the water, what should we do?"

Sanzang didn't have much hope for his disciples at first, and none of them were reliable. If he expected them to bring the monster to him at once, it would be better to think about the mantra in the Buddhist scriptures that can divide the river, and said: " Tomorrow morning, Master is waiting on the shore, you go down and catch the monsters."

As soon as Bajie heard that he was about to go into the water, he frowned and felt sorry for his hair for a moment, then it would turn into a mess of seaweed again, sticking wet to his back, strangely chilly, Xiao Bailong only felt such a great shame and humiliation, he must be there The unlucky monster inspired the king to ask for it back, and said word by word: "Master, don't worry, the apprentice will go back and call the big brother to divide the water, and I will catch the monster!"

And the unlucky monster, terrified, returned to the underwater palace, sat in his own room, silently, and the family members in the water asked: "Your Majesty enjoys sacrifices every year and comes back to be happy, why are you so troubled today?"

The king of inspiration had a frowning face. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the snow-white neck, and it suddenly jumped in front of him. It was not easy to tell his subordinates that he was frightened by a monster, so he had to find an excuse: After enjoying it, I will bring some leftovers for you to enjoy, even I have never eaten it today. The good luck is low, and I bumped into an enemy, almost hurting my life."

——and was so frightened that he changed back to his original shape on the spot.

He added silently in his heart.