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

After eight hundred miles of Huangfengling, there is a plain to the west.

Time flies, the white horse passes through the gap, and it goes through summer and autumn.

The previous plot was very exciting and compact, so that Long Xiaobai felt that time passed quickly. She vaguely remembered the plot of Liusha River subduing the Drifting Monk after passing Huangfengling. Still a little excited.

But what she didn't expect was that there is usually a writing technique in novels called "one stroke", and Wu Chengen wrote this one for more than half a year.

The half-year boring and boring walking tour basically wiped out people's enthusiasm and desire for life in sevens and eighties.Every day when you open your eyes, you are rushing, eating, sleeping, and rushing. It seems to be an infinite loop. Walk and walk.Gradually, with the accumulation of time, the little friends lost the livelyness of the past, and chatted all over the world.

No wonder people say that if you want to find a partner, you must find someone who can chat, otherwise, when both of you are too old and can't go anywhere, the only interesting thing you can do is chat.

Long Xiaobai, who loves life and loves gossip, didn't think this was the truth at first, but now he feels sympathy.

On this day, it was still a beautiful day with a clear sky, and as soon as the sky was bright, Long Xiaobai carried Xuanzang on his back, and the four masters and apprentices set off as usual.

But still no one spoke.

Long Xiaobai was so depressed that he shook his horse's head and neighed: "I can't take it anymore, so no one will talk to me!"

Monkey King and Zhu Bajie looked at each other, and finally Monkey King pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly and said: "What can I say, my old grandson has already explained the story of me jumping out of the stone to being crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, almost nothing. Tell you how many hairs I have on my body, what else do you want to know?"

Zhu Bajie also sighed: "Junior Sister, I really don't have anything to say. Art comes from life. I'm on the road every day. My inspiration has dried up. I can't even make it up for you."

Xuanzang's voice came steadily from above his head: "Amitabha, Xiaobai, if you are bored, I can teach you about Buddhism as a teacher."

Long Xiaobai was startled: "Master, if you want to talk about the Diamond Sutra, Tripitaka, Huayan Sutra, and Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra, then forget it, I already know how to recite it. "

Xuanzang smiled lightly, and his clear voice resonated beautifully in his chest: "So, then..."

Long Xiaobai hurriedly interrupted, ears perked up: ""Thousand Hands, Thousand Eyes Unobstructed Great Compassionate Heart Dharani Great Compassion Mantra", 180 times, "Buddha Says Amitabha Sutra", [-] times."

Xuanzang narrowed his eyes, completely silent.

Zhu Bajie: "Little junior sister, you always let us tell stories, why don't you tell your stories?"

Sun Wukong sneered: "She is a horse, she has no knowledge, what story can she have?"

Long Xiaobai, who was born as an Internet celebrity, rolled his eyes: "As a person who has been in the entertainment circle, telling my story can scare you to death."

Sun Wukong: "Short oil! I didn't expect my junior sister to be a horse with a story."

Long Xiaobai: "My story is very long, you are willing to listen to it, and I am willing to tell it."

The friends nodded again and again: "All ears."

Long Xiaobai: "What I want to tell is a story that you have never heard before..."

Although the footsteps did not stop, Long Xiaobai knew that Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were listening to his story with full attention. As for Xuanzang... because of the angle, he couldn't see his expression for the time being.

For a moment, she had the feeling of returning to the Internet celebrity live broadcast room. She remembered that when she was bored in the past, she would talk about the interesting jokes she had seen in the novel recently in the live broadcast room, or use some plots in a funny way It can be deduced that most of these materials come from Jinjiang, a popular online novel website.

Long Xiaobai rolled his eyes, chose a story, and told it with relish.

After a stick of incense.

Sun Wukong: "You said that this mortal girl who is a lone star of the gods fell in love with her as the master of the gods, and then by chance, she obtained the power of the wild and turned into a god of demons, and had a sadistic love with his master, and finally fell in love with her master. Turn the world around and save the world?"

Long Xiaobai blinked exaggeratedly: "Yes! Isn't it abusive? Want to cry?"

Monkey King: "Is she stupid?"

Xuanzang: "A demon is a demon, and a god is a god. There is no such thing as a demon. Monks don't tell lies, so don't arrange things indiscriminately."

After another stick of incense.

Zhu Bajie: "Little Junior Sister, do you mean that Buddhism and Taoism are not the only ones in this world?"

Long Xiaobai: "That's right, there are Roaring Sect, Folk Song Sect, and Knife Swing Sect."

Zhu Bajie: "Where is their holy place?"

Long Xiaobai looked towards the sky with a vague voice: "At the end of the world..."

After another stick of incense.

Sun Wukong: "Then the white lady and Xu Xian were together?"

Long Xiaobai: "We are together, and we have a child!"

Zhu Bajie: "Can a demon and a human have children? Wouldn't the birth be a human demon?"

Long Xiaobai: "Shemale is another story..."

Xuanzang: "Wow..."

Long Xiaobai: "Master, please don't shout, wait until I finish telling the story behind this noun to the second senior brother..."

"Here we are," Xuanzang lowered his voice and pulled the rein of the horse.

"Liusha River, here we come."

Long Xiaobai stopped talking and looked forward.

What should the quicksand river look like?There is an accurate description in Journey to the West: Although it is "a big river with wide waves", there is absolutely no "wind blowing rice and flowers on both banks". The stone tablet is on the shore, and it reads "Eight hundred quicksands, three thousand weak water depths. Goose feathers can't float, and reed flowers sink at the bottom."

In the vernacular, the Liusha River is three thousand miles long and eight hundred miles wide. The water is shallow and swift, making it difficult for boats to cross, and even goose feathers and reed flowers cannot be floated.

Of course, this is just the description in the book, if everything can be performed according to the script, then the expression on Long Xiaobai's face now will not be so broken and unbelievable.

The endless loess stretches across the horizon like a moat, the scorching sun is like fire, and the dry river bed is covered with cracks, stretching endlessly to the end of the sky, leaving only a few bald puddles on the ground, as if Laughing at the past glory of the river.

The Liusha River in the past is a legend, but now the Liusha River has flow and sand, but there is no river.

Long Xiaobai was very anxious, before Xuanzang landed and stood still, he ran to the stone tablet on the bank to have a look.

Look up and down, look left, look right, and the words "Liushahe" are engraved on them.

He trotted to the dry river bed again, stomped the cracked ground under his feet as if in disbelief, and yelled at the bottom of the soil amidst the dust: "Monk Sha! Sha Wujing! Come out!!"

The three masters and apprentices on the shore all looked at Long Xiaobai's figure wandering along the river bed with inexplicable expressions.

Zhu Bajie was puzzled: "What's wrong with my junior sister?"

Sun Wukong: "Maybe I was shocked by the uncanny craftsmanship of nature."

Xuanzang frowned and looked into the distance.

Long Xiaobai almost wanted to cry but had no tears. After walking for more than half a year, he was about to form a team of five. Come here now?

The quicksand river is dry, what about the sand monk?Sealed underground and unable to get out?

Or is it because the natural conditions here are too harsh, the weather is abnormal, the climate is dry, there are sandstorms, and the pressure of survival is too great, so I simply escaped from Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou to rest my youth elsewhere?

What can I do...

Sun Wukong yelled at her: "Little Junior Sister, stop playing, let's go!"

Playing with you big head ghost!If it wasn't for the distance, Long Xiaobai really wanted to kick him.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Sun Wukong got impatient and could only jump off the river bed, ran over and urged, "What are you dawdling for?"

Long Xiaobai saw Sun Wukong running around carelessly, and he had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "Brother, you have been an official in the sky, but do you know any gods who can take care of things?"

Sun Wukong laughed, raised his head and said complacently: "I am Monkey King, Monkey King, let alone a god, there are 1 gods, and my grandson will call it as he says."

Long Xiaobai: "You don't need 1, just one. I want to inquire about something."

Sun Wukong wondered: "What do you want to inquire about? Could it be that there are relatives of yours here?"

Long Xiaobai: "No, no, yes. Don't ask, call!"

Sun Wukong put his palm to his mouth and shouted to the sky: "Thunder God and Lightning Mother!"

For a moment, it was quiet, very quiet.

There was neither thunder nor lightning.

But Long Xiaobai had an expression of being struck by lightning, and frowned, "Where is it?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head in embarrassment: "Maybe there is really no rain plan here recently, I will change it, Yuelao!!"

Gentle breeze.

Yuelao’s family actions indicate that the monk is not a valid customer, and I have blocked the news of this person’s circle of friends.

Feeling Sun Wukong's frustration, Long Xiaobai comforted him, "Maybe... there are too many men and women left recently, and Yue Lao is busy with his affairs?"

"I still don't believe in this evil!" Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, roaring loudly: "Grandpa Land!!!"

The ground shook violently three times.

"My lord, are you looking for me?"

A kind and kind voice came from a slightly lower place behind him, and it sounded like the sound of heaven at this moment.

Long Xiaobai turned around, lowered his head, and saw a three-inch man with a strange shape.

The clothes on her body are colorful and full of ethnic customs, and the two tufts of plateau red on her face show a distinctive cuteness. She has a curly and fluffy beard, a crooked figure, white beard and hair, and is not young. Leaning on a crooked cane, the style is unique and gratifying, fully expressing the essence of the saying that everything is a boutique.

Long Xiaobaihan, resisting the urge to laugh, asked, "Are you? Land father?"

The land didn't seem to hear what she said, just walked straight to Monkey King, sighed: "Great Sage, long time no see. What is your order for me?"

Sun Wukong pointed at Long Xiaobai: "Ask her."

Long Xiaobai said cautiously: "Grandpa Land, are there any powerful monsters around here?"

"No!" The land laughed, "Since the quicksand river dried up, this place has been peaceful!"

Long Xiaobai: "What about before the Quicksand River dries up?"

Land's complexion changed drastically when he heard the words, all kindness and kindness disappeared, replaced by a look of horror: "You, you, you, why are you asking this?"

Long Xiaobai said seriously: "The monster that used to live in this river is extremely vicious, we came here to get rid of him."

Sun Wukong: "If you know where he is, take us there."

"Great Sage, please forgive me, I don't dare to provoke that monster..." The old man blushed and coughed desperately, "Thirty miles southwest ahead, there is a forest, which is the monster's new residence. My god, let me say goodbye!"

While saying goodbye, the land lord hurriedly drilled into the ground, only to hear Duang's cry, but he didn't get in all at once, and hit his head on a rock, and was knocked out in a daze, and probed carefully with his feet. Another piece of ground was drilled for the second time, and this time, it disappeared completely without a trace.

——This little old man is really timid.

While cursing, Long Xiaobai walked towards the shore.

"SSS...wait a moment!"

Seeing the land protruding again, with a big bag on his head, he added anxiously: "Great Sage, you must be extra careful when you go here. I heard that he only eats Buddhist scriptures. In the past few hundred years Nine Buddhist scriptures came to be killed by him! He, he even wore the skull of the Buddhist scriptures as a necklace on his body, which was very cruel... Hey! Anyway, be careful!"

The author has something to say: Note: The image of the land character in the chapter comes from a big movie that I never expected. Of course, some friends say that it is the Seven Fairies of Joy. Feel free to substitute in whichever one suits your eyes~~

Ps: The land father-in-law spits milk!

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I will rest tomorrow, and I will continue on Friday. By the way, I entered V on Friday.

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The third chapter of V has not been coded yet, and the author, who feels good at heart, trembles when he thinks of Monk Sha.