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

In view of the fact that Xuanzang, who is straight and straight, can't distinguish what kind of words will make the girl happy, and what kind of words will make the girl with a big face and a round chin feel more heartbroken, Long Xiaobai immediately decided to stop using his old heart on Xuanzang's side. The stupid act of banging on the iron plate.

The signboard of the harness shop could be vaguely seen in front of him, but suddenly, he heard a familiar noise coming from the door of the shop.

Why do I say familiar, because the voice is high-pitched and clear, and there is a hint of rascal energy in it. You can tell where this original voice comes from. There is no one else in this world except Sun Wukong, the little prince who touches porcelain in the mountains.

Long Xiaobai pulled Xuanzang, and first leaned against the wall to watch for a while, making sure that Monkey King had already shaken off the big group of hydrangea snatchers, and then walked forward boldly.

When Sun Wukong saw Xuanzang, he hurriedly shouted: "Master! This saddlery shop is about to be closed, come quickly!"

Hearing that the shop was about to close, Long Xiaobai and Xuanzang immediately stepped forward.

The place where Sun Wukong was was at the entrance of a harness shop. You could see that the shop was full of all kinds of matching accessories for horses. It was still two hours before evening, and today was a festival again. It is the best time to sell products. Logically speaking, it should not be closed so early.

The old shopkeeper was obstructed by Sun Wukong's nonsense for a long time, and he was already full of anger. He said loudly to the neighbors and villagers who were watching: "Big guys come to judge, I can't close my own shop?! It's really unreasonable, no A country monk who knows where he came from, come to me to make trouble!"

Sun Wukong got his leg stuck in the middle of the door, but he refused to let the boss sew the door shut: "You sell the saddle to my master, and I will let you close the door."

"I said it all, no saddles! SOLD OUT!"

Sold out?Long Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat.

After traveling for a long time, they only came across this town, which already delayed their trip a lot. If they couldn't buy a saddle here, they would be in big trouble.Although she is very satisfied with her appearance in human form, but a good-looking face has no speed!Why can't the three of them go to Xitian on foot? I really don't know if we will go to the year of the monkey.

Seeing the two people arguing on the street, more and more people gathered to watch the excitement, Xuanzang called out the Buddha's name, stopped the quarrel temporarily, stepped forward and said: "Old man, I don't know if you are the only one in this town. In this shop, is there any other shop that sells saddles?

Sun Wukong was stuck in the crack of the door with a chuckle, and hurriedly said: "Master, I have already asked, there is only one shop selling saddles in this town, and the rest are in Linzhen, but we don't go over there, Otherwise, I wouldn't be blocking this door waiting for you to come over."

Someone nearby shouted: "Old man Zhao, I see that your son made a new saddle in the yard today, why don't you sell that to this monk?"

The old man's face darkened when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth collapsed, and he waved his hands again and again: "Hey! That's an offering! It can't be sold!"

"Joke, I've only heard of offerings made of melons, fruits, wine and food, but never of saddles! Could it be that this god you enshrine has something to do with horses?" Monkey King shook his head and smiled, quite a bit like I Look at your sense of irony as you continue to make up nonsense.

Xuanzang glanced at Sun Wukong, and said: "Old man, I don't know which god you want to use this saddle to worship?"

The old man rolled his eyes at Sun Wukong, but seeing that Xuanzang was an eminent monk and spoke very politely, he immediately lost his anger and said reverently: "Elder, it's like this. My son suffered from a serious illness last year, and it didn't heal for a long time. Make a wish in front of the City God, if my son's condition improves, I will donate my six months' income to the City God's Temple in the next year's twelfth lunar month to help the City God reshape the golden body, and I will also take the best saddle in the shop to worship for seven days. After that , my son's illness is gradually recovering. It seems that the city god has blessed him. That's why I asked my son to make a good pair of saddles in the past few days. I closed the door at this time because I wanted to put the saddle away. The reason for sending it to the Temple of the City God."

So it turned out that the saddle was an offering used by the host's family to go to the Town God's Temple to fulfill their vows.

Long Xiaobai pulled Sun Wukong out from the crack of the door, apologized to the shopkeeper, and asked someone to close the door.The three of them went to the market again. As Sun Wukong said, they didn't see any other shops selling horse gear, and the sky was getting dark again. They had no choice but to rush to the thatched huts around the Town God's Temple to rest in the cold.

This thatched hut was originally used for the people who went to the Town God's Temple to rest their feet on weekdays, but now that the weather is cold and it is the twelfth lunar month, every family is reuniting, only Xuanzang and his party are in the thatched hut. The weather-proof straw hut is already an excellent place to stay.

"I haven't asked you yet, where did you get the new clothes?" Sun Wukong leaned over and stared curiously at Long Xiaobai's lapel Hufu.

"Master bought it for me," Long Xiaobai deliberately imitated his previous mean tone and expression, "Master treats me well, are you jealous?"

"Tch, I'm really not jealous at all." Sun Wukong looked away, found a clearing with hay, lay on his side on it, raised his legs and put on an expression of watching the show, "When you find the saddle, you You won't be able to wear this beautiful dress for a few days."

A guy who can pour cold water on him!

Long Xiaobai sighed secretly, speaking of it, he lost the saddle because of himself, and now he came across a town with great difficulty, and the only saddle was taken to the Temple of the City God, it was really unlucky.

Long Xiaobai looked at Xuanzang with some guilt: "Master, what should we do without a saddle?"

Xuanzang was meditating, did not open his eyes, but said in a deep voice: "Go to the market tomorrow and ask if there is anyone's old saddle that is not in use for the time being, we will take one back."

Long Xiaobai lowered his gaze, it was the only way to do it now.

Yawning sleepily, the fire in the thatched cottage faded, Long Xiaobai lay on the hay for a long time, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, thinking of the saddle, she began to worry reflexively, what if she still couldn't find the saddle tomorrow? ?It is already the cold winter season, and it often snows in the suburbs. If there is a horse that can ride, then everyone can travel much faster.

How on earth do you get a saddle?Countless possibilities are spinning in Long Xiaobai's head, wait, what did the shopkeeper say during the day?Put the saddle in the Chenghuang Temple for seven days...

Suddenly, the spirit gate flashed!Long Xiaobai turned over from the haystack, thought for a moment, then slowly approached Sun Wukong, poked his nose with a piece of dry straw, and motioned him to follow him softly.

The two left the hut one after the other.

Sun Wukong rubbed his nose and stretched his waist: "What kind of monster are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Long Xiaobai smiled condescendingly: "Go and get a saddle for Master."

Sun Wukong: "Master said, go to the market tomorrow morning and ask..."

Long Xiaobai interrupted him and rolled his eyes: "What if there is no old one? Continue on foot? It will take three or four days at the earliest to make a new saddle. We can't wait in this town all the time, can we?"

Sun Wukong shrugged helplessly: "That's no way, if there is no, then there is no."

Long Xiaobai raised his head and looked at him fixedly: "There is a ready-made one right now."

"Impossible, I asked today..." Sun Wukong retorted halfway, and suddenly realized which ready-made one Long Xiaobai was talking about, and said in surprise, "You mean, the one in the Town God's Temple?"

Long Xiaobai nodded affirmatively.

Sun Wukong himself also felt that the saddle was placed there as a sustenance and had no practical meaning, but he still felt that it was not appropriate: "What if the city god doesn't want to?"

Long Xiao raised her eyebrows and squinted her eyes: "So didn't I call you?"

Sun Wukong: "..."

Ganqing is to ask yourself to resolve disputes over the ownership of items. It is commonly said that if you give it, you will borrow it, and if you don’t give it, you will grab it.

The decision has been made, no more time will be wasted, and you must take advantage of the darkest time when you do bad things, for example, at this moment.

The gate of the Town God's Temple was locked, Long Xiaobai pried open the window, and went in with Monkey King.

"Use your golden eyes to see where the saddle is?" Long Xiaobai urged, poking Monkey King behind him.

"Elder Sister," Sun Wukong wanted to cry behind her, "My eyes are used to identify ghosts and ghosts, not to be used as candles."

Waste!What's the use of you!Long Xiaobai sighed in disgust.

There was no light, so they could only feel. In the darkness, the two stretched their arms, groping for the altar near the Chenghuang Temple like a blind man feeling like an elephant.

The finger just touched the corner of the altar.

"Haha! Got it!" In the darkness, Monkey King's cheerful laughter suddenly came.

"Found it?!" Long Xiaobai was overjoyed, he didn't expect to find the saddle so quickly, he really didn't bring this monkey here for nothing.

Click, click—

"What sound?" Long Xiaobai pointed up his ears in horror.

"Don't be afraid, I just touched an apple." Sun Wukong's vague voice came from the darkness, and it sounded like his mouth was full.

Long Xiaobai spat out a mouthful of old blood.But she told herself, to be strong, the less you can panic at this time, things like pig teammates may exist at any time, and you still have to rely on yourself at critical moments. With firm belief, Long Xiaobai settled down and put the altar on the altar Touched everything one by one——

A plate with whole grains in it.

There was another plate, which seemed to be fruit, Long Xiaobai frowned, stretched out his hand and pushed the plate far away, out of the reach of Monkey King.

There are half candles in the candlesticks.

A heavy incense burner.

Three teacups.

……

Then, gone.

Gone? ! !Long Xiaobai touched it again, making sure that he didn't touch anything in the shape of a saddle.

Could it be that there are other Town God's Temples in this place? ! !How come the saddle wasn't sent here?

Disappointed, he turned around and took half a step back, and touched a fluffy thing, which seemed to be monkey hair: "Hey, did you find the saddle?"

Click, click, click—

There is nothing else in this Town God's Temple!It's a lot to eat! !

Long Xiaobai's anger rose from his heart, and he kicked in the direction of the suspected Monkey King's ass.

With a sound of "Ouch", Sun Wukong thumped and rolled to the ground, accompanied by the sound of other things falling to the ground.

In the dark, Sun Wukong got up and said angrily: "Why are you kicking me?!...What kind of crap! It's so hard! It's touching my grandson's waist!...Huh? Is it... a saddle?"

Hearing what he said, Long Xiaobai crawled over to touch it with hands and feet, and it really was a saddle!

There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!It seems that Sun Wukong accidentally knocked over the shelf on which the saddle was placed just now, what luck!I really didn't bring this monkey here for nothing.

Long Xiaobai hugged the saddle tightly, and in the dark City God's Temple, the two cautiously walked out, almost rubbing against each other, and slowly, tiptoeed back through the window.

There was moonlight pouring down outside the door, and in the freezing night, the soil on the ground was cold and hard, reflecting the silvery light of the moon.Long Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he finally felt the light again. When he shifted his gaze, he saw the shadow of Monkey King next to him being projected on the ground by the moonlight. It was elongated and deformed, and the monkey-shaped monkey shape was very ridiculous...

Long Xiaobai's footsteps suddenly froze.

There are three shadows on the ground.