Those years when I was a senior teacher

Sun Wukong felt that his position in Tang Sanzang's heart might not be comparable to that donkey.

He and Tang Sanzang left for a period of time, and the two gradually became familiar with each other. At least when Monkey King picked mushrooms for Tang Sanzang again, he would not bring back a lot of white poisonous umbrellas.

He picked a bunch of green leaves and came back.

Sun Wukong found that every time he brought food back, Tang Sanzang would give half of it to the donkey and not keep any for himself.He was very unhappy, "My old grandson ran so far for you, and you didn't even say thank you."

Tang Sanzang gnawed on the mustard cake produced in Chang'an, and thanked him perfunctorily.

They have become immortals, and they even compete with themselves for food.Don't the gods drink the wind and drink the dew, and don't care about the whole grain?

Recalling that Wei Zheng sent sugar crabs to Zhong Kui, Zhong Kui had to prevent the bosses above him from being eaten.Tang Sanzang did not mention Sun Wukong.

Immortals sucking wind and drinking dew are probably not as good as His Majesty's snack.

There are many delicacies in the palace.

He thought about asking Sun Wukong to buy some pointed steamed buns tomorrow, feed the remaining half to the donkey, and go to the river to wash after eating.Leaving Monkey King and Ye Benteng staring wide-eyed.

I forgot to say that Ye Benteng is the name Tang Sanzang gave to the donkey, so it can be seen that Tang Sanzang really likes this donkey.

So when Xiao Bailong killed the donkey to make donkey meat hot pot, Tang Sanzang got angry in front of Monkey King for the first time.

He took out the fire stick that never left his body, untied the cloth strip, and threw a tin stick on the head of the little white dragon, which made the little white dragon run around with his head in his arms, and shouted for mercy from the strong man.

Tang Sanzang didn't let Xiaobailong go, he took someone else's dragon horn and asked him to set up a tombstone for Ye Benteng, and asked Xiaobailong to recite the seven-seven-forty-nine-day rebirth mantra.Little Bailong saw that a good pot of donkey meat hot pot was wasted, and said sadly, "It's not too late to set up a grave after eating."

Sun Wukong laughed out loud at that moment, and Tang Sanzang turned his head to look at Sun Wukong after a few laughs, with the same expression as usual, and told Sun Wukong to be obedient.

This monk is so fierce.

Under the threat of Tang Sanzang, Xiaobailong had to set up a tombstone for the donkey. Because Tang Sanzang was in a hurry, he didn't let Xiaobailong read in front of the grave, so he carved a sign and asked Xiaobailong to read it with it.

Xiao Bailong felt wronged, "I don't know how to recite scriptures."

Tang Sanzang said, "It doesn't matter, the poor monk teaches the benefactor."

Xiaobailong originally wanted to say that the Dragon Clan didn't learn this stuff, but because of Tang Sanzang's tin staff, he didn't dare to say it, so he followed the sign with his arms around him and recited.Tang Sanzang said that he would be released after 49 days of reciting Qiqi.

There are only 59 characters in the reincarnation mantra. No matter how slow the sonnet is, there is still time to finish it. Xiao Bailong is obviously not a taciturn master. Monkey King chatting.

"Are you a great saint?"

Little Bailong's eyes are shining, he is handsome and handsome, and he behaves like a child, which makes people hate him.Monkey King didn't have the nerve to show Xiao Bailong a face, he could only be vague, "My old grandson has long since disliked that thing."

Xiao Bailong cheered, took out a bastard, and asked Sun Wukong to sign the turtle shell.

"I especially admire the Great Sage." The little white dragon looked dreamy, "Many dragons in the clan are fans of the Great Sage, and it's really impressive that the Great Sage is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace."

Although the carrier of the signature is bastard, Sun Wukong signed the name for face. He thought that the taste of dragons is really strange. Hearing Xiaobailong say that many dragons are his fans, Monkey King blushed, "No, it's nothing."

"I also want to be slapped by the patriarch."

Sun Wukong, "..."

Little Bailong doesn't know how to wink, so he chit chatted with Sun Wukong to popularize science, how obsessed their descendants and grandchildren are with Bilong girls, and wish they could recommend themselves as pillows. Unfortunately, Bilong girls basically don't go out, so it's hard for them to meet.Monkey King can be taught two tricks, he is one in a million lucky ones.

"You are just like the Koi King."

King of Koi Carp, how about a huge portion of grilled fish?

Sun Wukong didn't really want to talk about this topic, seeing Tang Sanzang looking this way, he subconsciously condemned Xiao Bailong for Tang Sanzang, "Why do you eat night gallop?"

Xiao Bailong rubbed his stomach and drooped his head, "I'm hungry."

Without waiting for Monkey King to ask again, Xiao Bailong explained all the ins and outs, and he burned the pearl that the Jade Emperor gave to his father.In order to appease the Heavenly Court, his father punished him to raise mussels here. When will he grow pearls of the same size as before, when will he be able to go back, and he is not allowed to leave without authorization during the period. No, no food for him.

So, Tang Sanzang carried him on the road, and Xiao Bailong was very happy from the bottom of his heart.

"I squat by the pool every day, I don't know if I'm bored."

There is one thing Sun Wukong can't understand, "Why did you burn the pearl?"

Xiao Bailong was embarrassed for a long time, and finally hesitantly said, "It's fun."

Monkey King didn't ask any more, there are bear children every year, regardless of time and place.

A few days later, news came from Nanhai, saying that Xiaobailong was going to accompany Tang Sanzang to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, and he could return to Nanhai after collecting.The little white dragon was so happy, chewing on the sharp steamed buns that Monkey King brought back from Chang'an, he was very grateful to Tang Sanzang, "Holy Monk, you are my savior."

Tang Sanzang withdrew his hand, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

Probably because of starvation, Xiao Bailong ate non-stop all day long, and within a few days he ate up all of Tang Sanzang's food reserves. Is today's dinner noodles or pancakes?

Sun Wukong flipped through the money bag given by Tang Sanzang, bought a steamed bun with the only copper coin left.Tang Sanzang ate it mouthful in front of Xiaobailong, not even leftovers for Xiaobailong.

The little white dragon wearing gold and silver had tears in his eyes, "Holy Monk."

Tang Sanzang said, "The poor monk is short of money recently."

Xiao Bailong touched the pearls in his hair, and sighed, "I'm so poor, I can't even get a piece of gold."

Tang Sanzang wanted to slay the dragon.

Finally, under the reminder of Sun Wukong, Xiao Bailong realized that his aquatic products are very valuable, but Xiao Bailong didn't know, so he said, "Is that right, I'm just playing with marbles."

Tang Sanzang couldn't help sighing, why not eat minced meat, the ancients did not bully poor monks.

The three agreed to find a new foothold, and Sun Wukong would take Xiaobailong to Chang'an, where he would sell his accessories for living expenses next month.

Knowing that Chang'an has a lot of delicacies, which are a hundred times more delicious than the steamed buns brought back by Monkey King, Xiao Bailong is looking forward to the trip to Chang'an.Unfortunately, the past few days were all in the wilderness, and Tang Sanzang's safety could not be guaranteed. The trip to Chang'an was delayed again and again, and Xiao Bailong was in a hurry. The dragon on the top of the mountain has a chubby belly like a pregnant woman, and they come to a consistent conclusion.

so fat.

The little white dragon who was said was very upset, he didn't finish talking with the two of them all afternoon, and at night after he finished reciting the mantra, he forgot the unhappiness of the day, and ran to ask Tang Sanzang where the snack street in Chang'an was?

In order to be able to eat all the delicacies in Chang'an in the shortest time, Xiao Bailong also made a detailed plan. Monkey King was puzzled, "If you want to eat and fly over to eat, why spend so much time?"

Little Bailong showed shame, "I'm afraid of heights."

He didn't feel it in the sea when he was a child, but when he grew up, he followed his father to fly in the sky. For the first time, he realized how terrible it is to soar nine days, and he would be half disabled if he fell down.

So far he's only gliding in mid-air.

Sun Wukong laughed out loud.

Another day later, the three of them finally found a place to stay, a Buddhist monastery, where there were young monks knocking wooden fish, and old monks who ate vegetarian food and recited scriptures.

The host was very polite to Tang Sanzang who came to stay at the hotel. The two talked about Buddhist scriptures for a long time, and finally the host said, "Unexpectedly, the donor is also a wonderful person who understands Buddhism."

Tang Sanzang has a head of thick black hair, "The poor monk became a monk when he was young, but he only took his hair to practice, Buddhist friends misunderstood."

The host nodded in understanding, then turned to the young monk beside him and said, "Remove the pot of braised pork and replace it with pickles for Buddhist friends."

When Xiao Bailong heard this, he became anxious, "Don't, I will eat if the holy monk doesn't eat me."

Tang Sanzang, "..."

Since it is my own family, or a monk who came from Datang, the host inevitably asked a few more questions. When talking about the customs and customs of Datang, the host said, "Is there one in Datang?"

Tang Sanzang held the tea that was said to be the first one before the rain, and said very politely, "Of course the poor monk doesn't have it, but your majesty does."

Of course the host would not compare with the emperor, he led the three of them into the back room, and a group of monks stood up holding cassocks. Write the word awesome on your face.

Tang Sanzang listened with a smile from the beginning to the end, neither angry nor disgusted, and was indifferent to the silk and satin that filled the room.

He didn't respond, Monkey King couldn't listen anymore, took out the brocade cassock in the bag, put it on Tang Sanzang, and said to the host, "What do you think this is?"

The host looked around and saw that Tang Sanzang was full of jewels and jewels, and the cassock he wore radiated ten thousand rays of light. His every move was accompanied by the seven Buddhas, chanted by the seven treasures, and the ethereal spirit was ethereal.

The host was so excited that he wanted to kneel down, but was supported by Tang Sanzang, "Buddhist friend."

The host tremblingly touched the brocade cassock, and said in an old voice, "I only know what a treasure is today."

He fumbled for a long time and refused to let it go, so he begged Tang Sanzang, "This cassock is a strange thing that I have seen in my life. I asked to borrow it for one night. I want to observe it carefully. I will return it tomorrow morning."

Tang Sanzang showed no expression, took off his cassock and handed it over to the host, who arranged meals and rests with the host.Little White Dragon ate happily, but Sun Wukong was tasteless. He sneaked a look at Tang Sanzang, and when he noticed Tang Sanzang was looking over, he quickly lowered his head and poked at the food, thinking absently, my old grandson did nothing wrong, what are you doing guilty of?

After eating, the little white dragon clamored to go to Chang'an, but Sun Wukong saw that Tang Sanzang didn't say a word, so he simply dragged the little white dragon to go to Chang'an in anger.On the way, the little white dragon asked, "Did the great sage quarrel with the holy monk?"

Sun Wukong said, "The abbot is belittling everywhere, and my old grandson killed the prestige of the abbot with his cassock. He blamed my old grandson for meddling in other people's affairs. The smelly monk has no ability and has a very violent temper."

Xiao Bailong rubbed his forehead, it took a long time for the bag that Tang Sanzang smashed last time to disappear, "The holy monk fights very hard."

Sun Wukong snorted and dismissed it.He was determined to play in Chang'an for a few days, which made Tang Sanzang regret it.

The other end hosted the brocade cassock and couldn't put it down. He held up the lamp to look at it, held it in his arms to look at it, and finally put it on his body to look left and right, and sighed long, why is this treasure not his own.

The monk who held the lamp saw the desire of his host, and gave the host an idea, directly burn the person to death, and take whatever is unowned.

The host thought for a long time, and Youyou agreed.

He was preparing to set fire with both hands, and the brocade cassock was left there unattended.The black bear spirit who came to eat at the door saw it, and regardless of what happened in the temple, he took the sheep and took it back to Heifeng Mountain.He put away the brocade cassock, changed into bright clothes, and came to the bamboo forest in Heifeng Mountain, and shouted in the bamboo forest, "Old ancestor, your son Xiong has come to see you."

After calling a few times in a row, a giant panda came out from the depths of the bamboo grove, wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, a coronet belt, a white jade flute on the waist, and a round erhu hanging on the back.Seeing Hei Xiong Jingdao, "What's the noise, it doesn't look like it at all."

The black bear spirit leaned forward and offered the brocade cassock to the giant panda, "Ancestor, this is the treasure I just got."

The giant panda looked disgusted, "What kind of treasure, ordinary thing."

He has always been very elegant, the gaudy brocade cassock is not his style, the giant panda just throws it back after one glance, and dismisses it casually.

Hei Xiong Jing couldn't put it down, took it home and admired it for a long time, and invited his friends to watch it together. When he thought of hosting it, let alone the Zen Temple, the host was gone.

The black bear spirit regretted a few words, talking about the loss of a friend, what should I do after reading.

Here, Monkey King and Xiao Bailong ate and drank in Chang'an for several days, and under the persuasion of Xiao Bailong, Monkey King was reluctant to come back.As soon as he came back, he saw the broken walls and ruins all over the ground, and the original Buddhist temple was completely burned down. Monkey King was in a hurry, jumped off the somersault cloud to catch people, and asked, "Where is my monk?"

The young monk who was caught said tremblingly, "The holy monk is in the front hall."

He left the little monk and went to the front hall, where Tang Sanzang was arranging and presiding over the funeral with several monks.Before Tang Sanzang could speak, Sun Wukong looked up and down around Tang Sanzang, and he felt relieved when he was done, "I scared my grandson to death."

Tang Sanzang stared at Sun Wukong with a smile in his eyes, "Are you worried about the poor monk?"

Sun Wukong jumped away at once, a few feet away from Tang Sanzang, and shouted, "Who is worried about you smelly monk?"

After saying that, he slammed the door and left, Xiao Bailong shouted from behind, "Great Sage, the steamed buns you brought back."

"My grandson eats by himself."

Xiaobailong smacked his mouth a few times, thinking that he had no share, turned his head to look at Tang Sanzang, and explained Sun Wukong's words and deeds in the past few days, "The great sage is worried about the holy monk..."

The two exchanged information, and when they learned that the monastery was burned and the cassock was stolen, Xiao Bailong immediately regained his spirits, "Leave it to me."

The brocade cassock is invulnerable to water and fire, so it is impossible to be burned. Under the reminder of other monks, Xiao Bailong knows that there is a mature black bear in the nearby Heifeng Mountain, who has a close friendship with the deceased abbot. He has clues.

Originally Xiaobailong wanted to ask Sun Wukong to go with him, but Sun Wukong had an expression that strangers should not enter, and Xiaobailong was not easy to deal with bad luck. After thinking about it, he went to Heifeng Mountain to find out information first, and it would not be too late to find Sun Wukong if he couldn't beat him.

Tang Sanzang was worried, and Monkey King couldn't sit still. He asked other monks to inform Tang Sanzang, and he went to Heifeng Mountain to find Xiaobailong.I searched all over Heifeng Mountain but couldn't find Xiaobailong. Finally, the golden cudgel was stuck at the entrance of Heifeng Cave, asking the black bear spirit inside for an explanation.

Hei Xiong Jing is an honest bear, admitting that he was the one who took the brocade cassock, and he also beat the little white dragon away.But the cassock will not be returned, let alone the dragon.

Seeing that the negotiation failed, Sun Wukong went straight to the weapon. The two fought for a long time regardless of the outcome. When noon came, the black bear dropped the weapon and yelled that he would stop fighting and go to eat.

Halfway through the fight, Sun Wukong went to eat, which he had never heard of. He saw the black bear go in and out, changed his clothes and went out, changed his mind, and secretly followed the black bear.

A bear and a monkey climbed halfway up Heifeng Mountain and arrived at a bamboo forest. The black bear wiped his saliva, straightened his back and shouted inside, "Old Ancestor, I'm here to eat."

After a while, Xiao Bailong's voice sounded, "Have you bought any pepper?"

The black bear spirit laughed and said, "I bought it."

The two entered the bamboo forest together, but before they reached their destination, a scent wafted from a distance, telling the indescribable umami taste, a pot of river fresh food was placed under the old tree, and the white soup was gurgling, and the fish and shrimp were in milky white. The hot soup is tossed up and down, probably because it has been stewed for a long time, the fish is overcooked, and the pieces of fish are scattered in the soup, and the umami taste is all melted in the mountain delicacies.

Sitting next to it was a humanoid giant panda, its bear paw was stirring the pot with a spoon, and when it saw the black bear spirit following the little white dragon, it complained, "It's so slow."

Hei Xiong Jing carefully presented the pepper, staring straight at the pot of river fresh food, seeing the little white dragon directly throwing half a packet into it, Hei Xiong Jing was in great pain, "This is all in exchange for real money."

Xiao Bailong said, "This is delicious."

The few demons squatted together to taste the pepper, the soup turned slightly brown and the aroma became choking, Xiao Bailong said, "That's enough."

The two bears scooped up a spoonful immediately, put it in their mouths without scalding it, and praised it endlessly.Sun Wukong was itching to see it, and couldn't help but show up and said, "Give me a bowl for my old grandson too."

After eating this pot of river fish, the atmosphere became quite harmonious. Monkey King asked about Xiao Bailong's whereabouts in the past few days.I never went back, I was just teaching my ancestors how to cook.

Sun Wukong complained, "If you don't say anything, you will make my old grandson worry."

Little White Dragon whispered, "Isn't this trying to claim credit in front of the holy monk?"

Sun Wukong didn't speak, feeling unhappy.

The giant panda under the root of the old tree who was chatting took off the erhu on his back and played a tune to add to the fun.Hei Xiong Jing proudly showed off to Sun Wukong, "My ancestors are both civil and military, which is amazing."

Xiaobailong was kind to the bear, and flattered his ancestor, "It's so nice."

Sun Wukong frowned, "My old grandson seems to have heard of it somewhere?"

He thought about it for a long time, and when the giant panda put on the "Soviet March", Sun Wukong suddenly realized, "My old grandson remembered it. Master said that there was an iron beast in Biyou Palace before, and he played the little song very well. Master also It was specially recorded and sent to many disciples."

"My old grandson has heard it before, that bastard plays really badly, but my ancestors play it better."