[Journey to the West] I will send you to the west for my teacher!

The next day, the south wind.

The coolness in the air was brought a little gentle by such a wind.

The path in the mountain is winding and rugged, Long Xiaobai's legs and feet are inconvenient, so he can only pay attention to his feet and walk slowly, talking to Xuanfeng with his mouth, this bird is really very spiritual, and has a high emotional intelligence. The knowledge positioning is very accurate, at least in front of Long Xiaobai, there have never been those "Buddhist bird language" that he couldn't understand at all.

Since the last incident of bird droppings, the six-eared macaque has been cautiously guarding against Xuanfeng, as if he was afraid that the bird would soil his outfit again. Fortunately, Xuanfeng doesn't seem to have any extra interest in him. It always stops on Long Xiaobai's shoulder or head.

As Long Xiaobai walked, he supported Xuanfeng to review the new poems he had taught him recently——

"After the new rain in the empty mountain~" Long Xiaobai elongated his tone.

"Hanging from the southeast branch." Xuanfeng raised her tail.

"Want to travel far and wide~"

"Self-hanging the southeast branch."

"Life is not satisfactory~"

"It's better to hang the southeast branch yourself."

"I am born to be useful~"

"All kinds of self-hanging southeast branches."

……

One person, one bird, singing together, playing happily, suddenly there was movement behind them.

"...cough cough." Monk Sha gave an untimely fake cough twice, and suggested hesitantly, "Little junior sister, although you are teaching birds, aren't you a little too perfunctory, and just don't say this sentence over and over again?" , and full of pessimism, which is not good for the mental health of the bird!"

What's the matter with hanging up the southeast branch when there is a disagreement?

"Huh? Is that so?" Long Xiaobai didn't think of this, but just thought it was fun, turned around, with an evil smile on his face, and said mischievously, "It's okay, I also taught other things!"

Monk Sha reluctantly raised his interest: "What else?"

"This old man is talking about youth madness~Xuanfeng, what's going on behind the scenes?"

The chubby head was tilted, Xuanfeng opened her small mouth, and under Monk Sha's expectant gaze, she softly whispered: "To cure kidney deficiency, no sugar."

Monk Sha: "..."

Junior sister, your teaching method is too scary and exciting!Deception, oh no, Deception, this is it!

After walking for about half an hour, Long Xiaobai sniffed, and suddenly smelled a strange smell in the air.

Huh?

Long Xiaobai sniffed it vigorously, it seemed to be a fragrance, a very strong fragrance.

Along the way, she has smelled all kinds of smells, stinky, sour, and bloody, and every time she thinks about it, it is still fresh in her memory. Her sense of smell twitches for three seconds unconsciously. Apart from the scent of the male god, she really has no smell. Never smelled so kind to her nose.

How strong is this fragrance?It's like knocking over a whole bottle of Liushen toilet water in front of you, and it's the one that refreshes your mind.

Looking up into the distance, her eyes lit up, and she saw a large field of flowers at the foot of the mountain ahead, where the rich and strong fragrance of flowers came from.

Walking in, I don’t know what kind of white flowers in this flower field are. They are huge, a bit like a peony with enlarged petals and thickened petals. The domineering aroma.

Long Xiaobai sniffed, slowed down his pace, stayed in the flower field for a while, and continued to follow the team until he was satisfied.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a sharp turn, and suddenly a road was exposed. A group of people walked on the road, and after walking for three or four miles, they saw a manor house beside the road, and an old man with a white beard was sitting at the door, shaking his eyes half-closed. fan.

Xuanzang stopped, stepped forward and asked the way: "Old man, may I ask where this place is?"

The old man didn't even lift his eyelids, he just said vaguely: "Caixi Village."

What village?Long Xiaobai didn't hear it clearly, but guessed in his heart that it was an unknown small village that popped up by accident on the westbound road.

Xuanzang asked again: "The poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. I wonder if there is a convenient place in this village where we, master and apprentice, can stay overnight?"

Hearing that, the old man finally opened his eyelids halfway, but that's all, he didn't express anything special, he just tilted his head slightly to the side, and said out of breath, "Over there."

Seeing that the other party seemed to be so weak that he didn't want to talk to them anymore, Xuanzang had no choice but to give up, and the group walked along the road to the direction the old man pointed.

After walking for only two steps, I realized that the situation inside was completely different from the outside. Suddenly, people on both sides of the road were bustling with cheers and yelling, just like a market during a festival.

——"Let's take a look! Somersaulting, stacking arhats, pass by, don't miss it!"

——"Chest gravel! Flying sword and dance wheel! Those who have money will win a money game, and those who have no money will win a personal game!"

——"From south to north, from west to east, those who swallow knives, those who breathe fire, and those who stand upside down and walk on ropes are all here! Guaranteed to be an eye-opener!"

——"The secret technique of the immortal rope, the long rope is thrown into the air to ascend to the sky! The immortal rope!"

Only then did Long Xiaobai understand what the old man meant by "Caixi Village" just now. "Caixi" means ancient color tricks, which is also "magic" in ancient China.

That is to say, the entire village lives by performing arts in the rivers and lakes. Whether it’s acrobatics or juggling, every household has a skill. In order to attract foreign villagers and tourists.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a lively scene. Long Xiaobai couldn’t help but squeeze into the crowd to watch the fun. Although Xuanzang and his party were not interested in joining in the fun, seeing that Long Xiaobai wanted to watch, he had to stay far away from the crowd and stand Wait for her by the side of the road.

The first one to pass by was the stacking arhat booth. In the middle of the open space, there were five strong guys with bare upper body. They were dexterously using the two as the base to form a three-story human wall. The crowd cheered loudly. , also took a second look, and praised: "Hey! Look at your skills, little junior sister, it seems that your skills still need to be improved!"

Ever since Mrs. Bone's battle, Zhu Bajie witnessed Long Xiaobai's eighth set of radio exercises, and he firmly believed that Long Xiaobai should be the descendant of a family of jugglers. The level is just a little off.

Long Xiaobai rolled his eyes, and complained silently in his heart: Second Senior Brother, it’s just stacking arhats. Randomly pick a few people from India’s Asan’s barracks, they can stack them better than the stall owner in front of him. He can not only stack planes, but also Knowing how to stack cannons, it is also possible to stack ten people on a motorcycle pretending to be flying peacocks. !This is the combination of art and skill!Appreciation is much higher than the one in front of you!

Pulling out from the crowd of stacked arhats, I passed by those who swallowed knives, breathed fire, pierced the ring of fire, and smashed boulders on their chests. They are all traditional skills. Although it looks lively at this time, the mystery inside is as modern. The human Long Xiaobai already knew it well, and went straight to the Immortal Cable without stopping.

Immortal rope is the most mysterious and controversial magic in the history of magic. The effect is quite amazing. It is recorded in the story of "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio: Stealing Peach". This thaumaturgy describes a rope that can go straight to the sky , the user can climb up the rope until it completely disappears in the sky, and no one knows where it went.

This magic has still not been cracked in modern times, so Long Xiaobai is very interested, and wants to see how the ancients performed this trick.

After struggling to squeeze into the crowd, he saw that the magic show was halfway through, and saw a young girl in white hanging in the air by a rope, looking down at the applauding people below.The rope soared into the clouds, the end of which could not be seen at all, and there was no shelter in mid-air, and the end of the rope dragged softly on the ground.

In other words, the so-called "half-air hanging steel wire" and "underground stick" methods that were forcibly cracked by later generations are also pure nonsense.

This is a real trick that has infinitely approached "magic".

Long Xiaobai raised his head and looked fascinated. After a while, the girl in white had climbed under the clouds, turned her head and smiled sweetly, and threw the flowers in the basket downwards, like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.The applause broke through the sky, and everyone was scrambling to snatch the flowers. Long Xiaobai subconsciously raised his hand to pick one up. The flower was fragrant, and then excitedly held it in front of his eyes——

Immediately, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

******

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

"Where is this place?" Long Xiaobai sat up from the ground in a daze, rubbing his head.

Xuanzang bowed his head beside her and said, "This is the Heavenly King Hall in the village, we will spend the night here."

Zhu Bajie leaned over and said, "Little Junior Sister, the trick is good, how can you say that you just fainted?"

Long Xiaobai frowned slightly, and slowly repeated: "You look good?"

"Yeah, everyone is still fighting for flowers, you fell to the ground immediately, fortunately I was behind you at that time, otherwise you would have been stepped on several times by the chaotic crowd!"

The expression on Long Xiaobai's face became even uglier, almost showing a tendency to tear his guts apart: "Second senior brother, are you sure everyone was fighting for flowers at that time?"

Zhu Bajie didn't understand why Long Xiaobai asked this question, nodded and said: "Yes! It's a flower! What else can it be if it's not a flower? You took one yourself, forgot?"

Long Xiaobai looked at Xuanzang and Monk Sha again, wanting to prove it again, Xuanzang nodded, and pointed to the corner beside her: "It's a flower, when I brought you back, you were still holding it in my hand."

Huh?

Long Xiaobai looked down, and sure enough there was a white flower on the ground, white and big like a peony, no wonder from just now, she always felt a familiar smell in the hall, it was what she had smelled in the flower field at that time .

Seeing the flower with her own eyes, Long Xiaobai's complexion not only didn't improve, but became more and more ugly, and the blood color faded away, and she stammered with tears: "Master... But, but what I saw, It doesn't seem to be the same as what you saw."

Xuanzang raised his eyebrows and said, "What did you see?"

The corners of Long Xiaobai's mouth were turned down, and he put on a crying face tremblingly: "I saw that what I held in my hand was clearly a bloody arm!"

The author has something to say: the next chapter will be updated in the early morning~