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

Hong Hai'er was hoisted up again, and he seemed to be entangled with this position all day today.

However, what is different from before is that the number of onlookers has increased this time, and a group of poor ghosts and mountain gods are also on the scene. Everyone collectively raises their faces and looks up at the starry sky, which makes Honghaier feel ashamed of being surrounded by rare animals.

Red Boy threatened fiercely: "Put me down quickly!"

All the mountain gods glanced at Xuanzang fearfully, but no one dared to move.

Hong Haier snorted coldly: "What are you looking at? A bunch of useless people, let's see how I deal with you in the future!"

Land of the Mountain Gods: "..."

"That..." the Hawaiian style land decorated with two weeds on its body hesitated to speak.

Long Xiaobai thought that he was going to intercede for Hong Hai'er, and instantly rolled his eyes at him.

How does this person remember eating but not beating?

"Can you give me the red bellyband on him?" Land asked.

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Long Xiaobai stood there stupidly, not knowing how to adjust his expression, after arguing for a long time, it turned out that he came to ask for clothes.

Seeing that Xuanzang and his disciples had no objection, the land stepped forward and took off the bellyband of the red boy and put it on his body, and hung two lumps of weeds on his chest to the red boy, which was regarded as revenge for stripping the clothes.But to be honest, the effect of this red bellyband is not much better than the two piles of weeds. Wearing it on the sallow and emaciated land lord, it just changed from the Hawaiian style to the Northwest Loess Plateau style.

"You poor ghost! See if I don't peel your skin!" Hong Haier was completely annoyed.

He was beaten up by Xuanzang, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his head was congested with blood when he was hung on a tree. His face was swollen and terrifying. He was a cute doll carved with jade, but he was tortured like this. It is really sad to hear Those who cry.

The land of the mountain god looked at each other, and said in twos and threes: "Master Xuanzang, he is still a child after all..."

Seeing everyone pleading for mercy on her behalf, Hong Haier sneered in her heart, these cowards, what's so great about having a monk help them out?Don't you dare to offend yourself?

"Yes, yes, I'm still a child." The others quickly agreed.

"Please don't let him go!"

The gods were passionate, and the ending was resounding.

Swish!The red boy's face completely darkened.

Long Xiaobai burst out laughing, asking if you guys can speak without panting, because I just pulled out two-thirds of the 40-meter broadsword and inserted it back.

"Does this count as child abuse?" Long Xiaobai asked in a low voice while looking at Hong Boy.

After all, it was Red Boy who tied him up before, and there is an essential difference in subjective initiative between being beaten up by them and hanging from a tree now.

Sun Wukong reminded with red and swollen eyes: "This monster looks small, but he can be your grandfather, ancestor, grandfather, grandfather in terms of age."

Long Xiaobai was surprised: "Sun Houzi, what's wrong with you? Even if you're blind, why are you still stuttering?!"

Sun Wukong: "..."

Pig Bajie: "..."

Monk Sha: "Junior Junior Sister, Senior Brother means, your ancestor."

Long Xiaobai: "You are the ancestor! Third senior brother, why are you cursing?"

Monk Sha: "..."

Xuanzang: "Hey, Xiaobai, what you brothers mean is that this little baby has practiced for hundreds of years, so he is very old."

The chilly wind passed through the forest, as if someone's IQ was blowing away in the wind.

******

In the sky four hundred miles away from Haoshan Mountain, a multicolored glow was rushing towards Huoyun Cave.

"Bodhisattva..." The Dragon King of the East China Sea on the cloud head looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva next to him, hesitant to speak repeatedly.

"Say." Guanyin Bodhisattva glanced impatiently at the Dragon King.

"When I left just now, I saw that Tang Monk was fighting with that red boy... Look at that posture is not fake. Is the person selected this time to be so powerful?"

——Could it be that his news was wrong?The Buddhist scriptures arranged in previous lives were all idiots, and they died before halfway through the journey. Why is the Buddhist scriptures in this life so powerful? Could it be that they are also from a deep background?Hey, how can he, a little dragon king, manage the upper-level battles? In order to avoid premature death, it is better to inquire clearly about the intentions of all parties in advance.

"I chose the person who learned the scriptures this time, and I want to take that red boy under my family."

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva held the jade purification bottle with a solemn expression, counting with his fingers.

"These masters and apprentices should be helpless against the Samadhi True Fire, that's why I asked you to come to me."

"...No," the Dragon King of the East China Sea stammered, "I don't think they intend to send reinforcements, but I just heard from my brother, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, that you want to recruit the red boy to be a boy of good fortune. Let's work together, don't hurt your peace, that's why you came here to report in a hurry."

Guanyin Bodhisattva glanced at him: "You are quite well informed."

Seen through by the Bodhisattva, the Dragon King kept silent and straightened his back, his whole body tensed.

Guanyin Bodhisattva gently pulled out a smile: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first work hard on their hearts and minds. Although this person who learns scriptures is powerful, these difficulties and dangers I set up are not easy to break through. Take this red Let’s talk about it, children, if they can’t pass the test of Samadhi True Fire, they must come to me, no matter whether they become Buddhas or saints in the future, they must remember this kindness, and I can also accept an extra boy, so why not for?"

The Dragon King nodded repeatedly, as if enlightened.There is still such an operation?At first, he thought that the Bodhisattva was out of his mind, and it was clear that the two groups of people he had handpicked, ended up fighting among themselves here.

While doing things for the organization, he also knows how to expand his own personnel strength. An expert is an expert. No wonder others are Bodhisattvas and he is only the Dragon King.

"Just now I didn't know that there was a real fire of samadhi under here, and I poured some rain on it, which caused an explosion. I think it's more ominous for Tang Monk and his disciples..."

"Huh?" Guanyin Bodhisattva hummed a single syllable, "It's okay, the harder the blow Xuanzang and his disciples suffer, the more helpful it will be for them to hone their xinxing! The more meaningful it is for me to make this trip!"

Just as they were talking, the two had already reached the entrance of Huoyun Cave.

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked down from the top of the cloud, and the fire had already been extinguished.

The fire is out! !

The fire-breathing five-element vehicle was covered in sand and turned into five squibs, and the red boy disappeared.

Guanyin Bodhisattva's mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't help but glanced at the Dragon King of the East China Sea suspiciously.

Long Wan was also in a daze, completely confused about the situation, the heavens can attest that this situation is different from what he saw when he left!

Everything that happened in front of her was completely out of line with Guanyin Bodhisattva's expectations. She didn't know that Long Xiaobai used sand to extinguish the fire of samadhi, which was completely unsolvable, so she could only guess whether there was something wrong with Honghai'er.

impossible!Guanyin Bodhisattva thought about it, but he didn't think there could be any mistakes in the originally designed plot.But in any case, something unreasonable happened, and I could only look down on the cloud to see what was going on.

******

Long Xiaobai was still concerned about his magic weapon, and asked Honghaier, "Where is my golden rope?"

"I broke that broken rope a long time ago." Hong Hai'er felt uncomfortable from being hung up, and even choked back weakly.

Hearing that the magic weapon was broken, Long Xiaobai was a little disappointed, and looked at Honghaier full of resentment.

Sun Wukong stepped forward leaning on the golden cudgel, and asked one last time: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva really said that he wants to accept you as a boy of good fortune?"

"..." Honghaier didn't answer, as if he was considering the possible consequences of the answer to this question.

He had indeed heard such rumors in the early years, but he dismissed them from the bottom of his heart. What kind of bullshit "Shancai boy" is just a little fairy boy doing chores for others. How can he be king in this mountain at ease, so He really never took this matter to heart.However, those land and mountain gods really cared about his unwarranted status, and allowed him to bully him, and would not fight back if he beat him or scolded him. Seeing that they were so afraid of him, Hong Haier enjoyed it more and became unscrupulous.

But in fact, he does not agree with the authenticity of this rumor. What is Guanyin Bodhisattva?Say you want to accept him as a boy?Has he agreed?But in the current situation, it is obviously better to recognize than not to recognize, after all, it is the gap between life and death.

Sun Wukong waited for two seconds, then said to Xuanzang, "Master, the prisoner refuses to answer this question."

"If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have kept my hands." Xuanzang patted the sand off his body and put on his cassock again. "Wait a little longer. If no one comes to take this monster away, I will take him in."

Although the words were said lightly, everyone understood that the "receipt" in Xuanzang's mouth was not the same thing as other people's receivables in essence.

"Wait a minute."

There was a voice floating in the air.

This familiar tone, this just the right timing, Long Xiaobai knew who was coming as soon as he heard it.

Sure enough, Guanyin Bodhisattva came from not far away with the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

The Bodhisattva glanced at the miserable situation of the red boy, and said indifferently, "Master Xuanzang, monks are merciful, you can't beat the monster to death just because you disagree with me all the time."

Xuanzang shook his head, his tone was firm and sincere: "Amitabha, Bodhisattva, is indeed not dead yet."

Guanyin Bodhisattva is sweating, am I discussing such a precise issue with you?

"This red boy was originally intended to be a boy of good fortune. I offended you this time. I will punish him when I go back." Guanyin Bodhisattva waited for a while after speaking, as if observing Xuanzang's reaction, He continued, "Let's put him down first."

Xuanzang: "This monster can breathe smoke and fire, it's not easy to discipline, you can't let it go."

"..." Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed, knowing that Xuanzang would not scatter the eagle if he didn't see the rabbit, so he could only take out a golden hoop from his sleeve and said, "I'll use this golden hoop to put him on first, so that he doesn't dare Come on, this is always okay, right?"

As he spoke, he swung the golden hoop against the wind and shouted "Change!", and the golden hoop turned into five, which were put on the red boy's head and limbs respectively.

Sun Wukong saw that the red boy had more golden hoops than his own, and couldn't help teasing: "Bodhisattva, why waste it like this, anyway, the one on my grandson's head is useless, why don't you take it off and give it to him together! It's my uncle's gift." A meeting ceremony for my little nephew."

The Bodhisattva smiled and said nothing, ignoring Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and asked Long Xiaobai, an audience outside the venue, for help, "My request is very reasonable, it's not too much!"

Long Xiaobai: "No wonder this monster doesn't recognize you, and take this ghost thing as a meeting gift. Whoever treats you as your nephew will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."

Sun Wukong: "You can't say that. For brats, beating means scolding or loving. There is nothing wrong with more discipline."

"Excellent," Long Xiaobai admired Sun Wukong's shamelessness from the bottom of his heart, "It's a set of principles to blame others."

Xuanzang lowered his eyes: "Is beating a relative or a love? So that's the case. Wukong, as a teacher, I will 'discipline' you a lot..."

Sun Wukong: "Master, I didn't mean that!"