[Comprehensive] Daiyu's live broadcast routine

Guanyin, who looked hopeless, could only rot the script he had prepared in his stomach, and made up temporarily: "It seems that this monster is destined to be with the elder, here I..."

"Ouch! Stomach hurts!"

"Xingzi, I still have a few doses of medicinal herbs here, which were given by the old man. You can drink them and keep them much better. You don't have to worry about them. I'm sorry, poor monk..." Tang Seng started talking again in a rambling manner. Avalokitesvara's head was about to explode, but Wukong was moved to tears: "Hi, elder... oh, master, you are so kind to me, even if I can't eat peaches in my life, I will respect you well, woo woo woo~"

No one can stop the Great Sage's tricks.At least Guanyin can only stare blankly now.

During this trip to the west, the great powers of the Eastern God Realm and the Western God Realm, including the Buddha Realm, have discussed it. How many resources and benefits they will get are all negotiated before. Qing Yuan is still on the spot to testify, so It should be foolproof.

But where did this shameless mahatma come from?Don't tell me that Bodhisattva can distort the character of a monkey monster like this in 500 years?

Is this a distortion of monkey nature or a loss of morality?Please watch tonight's 'Ancient and Modern Live Program Group - The Mystery of the Great Sage Touching Porcelain'.

"Amitabha!" After a long time, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva saw that the two masters and disciples had finally finished chatting, and then recited a Buddhist name, "Master Xuanzang, you can see that the road ahead is long, and I think you will become a great disciple in the future." Tool, I have a treasure to give him."

"Amitabha, the Bodhisattva is merciful, Xingzi, why don't you thank the Bodhisattva quickly?"

"Thank you, thank you!"

Wukong grinned his teeth, looking as wretched as he could be. The current him and the cynical monkey that made trouble in the sky 500 years ago are two monkeys at all.

Avalokitesvara knew that this golden hoop could not fool the oily monkey in front of him, so he simply ignored what the Tathagata had told him, and simply told Wukong about the golden hoop and the magic spell, suggesting that if he saw anyone who was unhappy, he would be happy. Put it on for someone, or wear it obediently by yourself, otherwise Tathagata knows it and can't do business.

Wukong obediently agreed, turned around and put the golden hoop on his hand as a golden clasp. As soon as the Bodhisattva left, Wukong happily raised the golden hoop on his wrist and said to Tang Monk, "Master!" , do you think this golden locket is very beautiful? I heard from those mortals that this golden locket can be exchanged for a lot of money! At that time, I will buy you a big house, master. What do you want to eat? I can buy it for you."

"Amitabha, Xingzi, it is a good thing that you have this kind of heart, but this treasure is given to you by the Bodhisattva, so you should keep it properly. If there is anything you really want to eat, master asks for alms, and if master eats it in one bite, you will be indispensable." !"

"master!"

"Excuse me!"

The master and the apprentice looked at each other, they were really moved.

In this way, the master and the apprentice walked all the way for alms, and before they knew it, they arrived at Yingshoujian in Shepan Mountain, which was the place where Xiao Bailong was imprisoned.

As soon as the two walked to the edge of the stream, Wukong followed Tang Seng's fingers and looked not far away, but saw: "The trickling cold veins pass through the clouds, and the bright clear waves reflect the sun's red. Dazzling space. Thousands of waves fly and smash jade, a pool of water roars with the breeze. The flow returns to the vast expanse of mist, and the gulls and herons forget each other."

Just when Wukong was watching with relish, a white dragon came out of the stream and fooled Wukong. Just as he climbed off the horse and hurriedly hugged the luggage, he saw the white dragon swallow their white horse including the saddle and bridle.

Wukong jumped forward without even thinking about it, hugged Bailong's neck, picked up the steel fork that had been carrying the burden for the past two days, and "Guji" got stuck in Xiaobailong's mouth, and stuck it in. Not to mention, he put one hand into Bailong's mouth and took it out, saying, "I tell you to eat my master's white horse, I tell you to eat it! Even if I risk my life, I will give the white horse to you." Get (neng) out!"

Tang Seng was very moved when he heard this. Although he got tanned a lot from walking in the past two days, he looked much healthier. He said, "Amitabha, Xingzi, let it go if it doesn't work. Eat it. Why don't you eat it?" It’s okay to walk to the West Paradise from the Normal University at best!”

"How can that be done! The master told the apprentice that this is a mount given to you by the emperor, and if it eats it, it will commit a... a serious crime! Anyway, I want to show him some color." Wukong looked like a horse with one hand He hugged Bailong's neck tightly (not) tightly, and his other hand had already penetrated into Bailong's stomach. He had piercing eyes, so he could tell whether the horse was dead or alive, even if the horse was already dead. Yes, he still wants to give this product some color.

So, the miserable little white dragon was brutally gutted by Wukong. The little white dragon couldn't bear it anymore, and finally hiccupped with a "hoo", and in the next second, "jiriguala" connected the food he ate recently. Bile and stomach acid were all vomited out.After painting, the whole dragon lay limply by the stream and passed out.

The master and apprentice were sour from the sudden smell.

Wukong is worthy of being Wukong, after feeling sick for a while, he calmly ran to Xiaobailong's vomit to search for the dead horse and useful things.

Tang Seng felt sincere admiration for Wukong's fearless spirit of picking up waste, but his eyes hurt because of the smell, so he hid aside to watch the rainbow. Anyway, the horse has been eaten, so it doesn't matter if he goes on the road later.

Wukong found a lot of old gold coins and lower-grade magic weapons. Although they are relatively tasteless, they are better than nothing.

Qing Yuan told him that having something is better than nothing, and that being able to use limited resources to create infinite possibilities is truly amazing.

Wukong took it for granted, and after cleaning the rags, he found a cloth bag to wrap them up, and took a rope to tie up the unconscious white dragon, preparing to sell them at the market for a good price.

So when Tang Seng just came back to his senses, he saw his son tied the dragon into a rice dumpling, presumably to prevent the water dragon from dehydrating to death, and wrapped it with a wet cloth, holding the luggage in one hand. , dragging the dragon with one hand, the picture has a particularly strong sense.

After holding back for a long time, Tang Seng said: "Xingzi, let me take the luggage for you, but what are you dragging it for? After all, you are still a living creature. Let it go."

"Master, I think we can sell it in the market. It will be a good horse. Then we can buy another thousand-mile horse with the money from selling it. Good guy, he can travel thousands of miles every day! At that time we will Can we reach the Western Paradise as soon as possible~" Wukong said eloquently.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a muffled male voice coming from the cloth bag like rice dumpling on the ground: "Let me go, I will turn into a white horse and accompany you to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures!"

"Wow, the white horse actually spoke~" Wukong exaggerated.

Tang Seng was also surprised and said: "It turned out to be a spiritually enlightened man! No, you have to pay back quickly! We, master and apprentice, are still waiting to go on the road!"

Little White Dragon:  …

"You let me go, Xiao Wang, so I can transform." Xiao Bailong feels that he really has nothing in common with these two people whose IQs are not online, and is very tired.

"Then what if you run away?" Wukong asked.

"You pulled out my stomach, I don't have the heart to run away." Xiao Bailong's tone was very resentful.

"Okay then, I'll trust you just once."

Wukong quickly went up to untie the rope, but after opening it, what stood out from the cloth was a snow-white horse with the same hair piece, exactly the same as the one it ate before.

"Oh, what a horse! It's so fat!" Wukong slapped the white dragon horse on the ass, so angry that the white dragon horse seemed to be kicked by him on the spot, but it's a pity that Wukong dodged quickly, otherwise the kick would hurt Wukong. The head has to be tilted to one side.

"Xingzi, I remember that you found some money from it just now, why don't we go to the market to buy another horse, you can ride this one, and you can use the money to exchange for a batch of horses for the teacher to ride on. , we can also go faster, how about it?"

"Master is right!"

Wukong nodded in agreement.

So, the master and apprentice, who owned two horses, rode all the way and soon arrived at the Guanyin Temple. They only said that they were a wandering monk, and kept silent about everything else.

The master and apprentice discovered through chatting that the monks here like beautiful things. Fortunately, both of them are very low-key and picky. They only drink tea with their heads down.In this way, the master and the apprentice rested peacefully for the night, but in the early morning of the second day, the monastery was still on fire.

Wukong was obliged to help the monks in the Zen monastery to carry water to put out the fire. It didn’t take long for the fire to subside. Because the two masters and apprentices had done a lot to put out the fire, the abbot generously gave the poor farmer Tang Seng a good gift and let him In the future, if I can't make up the fate, I will sell it, so that I can have food money.

Two masters and apprentices: This move is feasible!

As the saying goes, "If you don't have desires, you can be strong." Most of the monks who are open to money like this are still mortal, so as long as they keep a low profile, they will not deliberately trouble you again-except for the run on words.

In this way, the two masters and apprentices arrived at Gao Laozhuang unimpeded all the way.

"What? It's actually a pig spirit? How can a pig become a spirit? Isn't it a pig demon? Don't fool me, I have also studied for a few days!" One of them also said: "You monkey grew up in the countryside in the village? You don't look like a monkey at all, but like my idiot who can only count one, two, three!"

The villagers laughed again, but Wukong just rubbed the back of his head silly and laughed, and didn't answer.

Tang Seng couldn't see it anymore, why did he think this was his apprentice, so he said: "Amitabha, this is the apprentice of the poor monk, named Xingzhe, fellow folks, although he looks like a monkey, he has a very mellow heart. Don't make fun of him anymore." him."

Wukong: These days, acting can still be taken seriously by people. I really don’t know if it’s stupid or just pretending to be confused!

At this time, a young man walked over from a distance, with his head wrapped in cotton cloth, wearing a blue coat, carrying an umbrella, a backpack, laced trousers, and a pair of three-eared straw sandals on his feet. Wukong greeted him familiarly: "Little brother, Where are you going?"

At this time, the enthusiastic villagers answered the question for Wukong: "Isn't this the son of Gao Yuanwai's family? Gao Sheng, you are running around for that Miss Gao again. Can the goblin go?"

Saying that, the big guy laughed again.

Gao Sheng blushed, and then he saw Wukong, as if he had caught a savior: "This... elder, you seem to have some skills when I come here, why don't you come and sit at my house?"

"Don't drag me, I don't have much... um!" Wukong didn't wait to finish his defense before Tang Seng covered his mouth.Tang Seng turned his head and said a Buddhist name to the little brother, and said with a smile: "My apprentice has no other skills, but he is very good at subduing demons and eliminating demons."

Wukong: Master, you are making false propaganda!

However, he didn't want to explain anything, because the only partner he had on the way to learn the scriptures was the son-in-law of Mr. Gao, that pig demon.

By the way, Qing Yuan also taught him that if you think calling him a 'pig monster' is not elegant, you can call him——Pigmonster.Gao Taigong's family is very nice, especially after seeing Wukong's rustic village dialect, they laughed like other villagers. They didn't mind his appearance, and praised Wukong while chatting with Tang Seng: Is this elder your disciple?"

"Yes, this is the poor monk's apprentice, Xing Zhe." Tang Seng was about to blurt out "Xing Zi", but after thinking about it, he still said "Xing Zhe".

"Xingzhe, it must be due to his agility." Gao Taigong pondered for a while, "I heard Gao Sheng said that the two of you will stay here for one night, and the little old man is now asking someone to prepare a fast meal, and invite the two elders to listen to the little old man. Let’s talk about the cause and effect of this matter.”

"In our village, there have never been any monsters, ghosts, demons and monsters since ancient times. It is just old and unlucky and has no children. There are only three daughters. The eldest is Xianglan, the second is Yulan, and the third is Cuilan. The eldest is from childhood. The engagement was given to other people in the village, and only my youngest daughter wanted to find her a son-in-law. I hoped that he would live with my family and be a son-in-law for the elderly, able to support the family and work as an errand. Unexpectedly, Three years ago, there was a man who looked quite energetic. He said that he was from a family on Fuling Mountain. His surname was Zhu. Such an unrestrained person, so I recruited him. When he first entered the door, he was also very diligent: plowing the field and harrowing the ground without using cattle tools; harvesting field crops without using a knife and stick. All good, the only thing that worries me, the old clumsy, is that this face will often change."

Wukong nodded, motioning for him to continue, and Taigong Gao continued: "When he first entered our house, he was a black and strong man, but later he became a fool with a long mouth and big ears, and a growth grew in the back of his head. A mane, rough body, scary. Head and face look like a pig. Eat too much. You need to eat three or five buckets of rice for a meal, and you need to eat a hundred or ten sesame cakes in the morning. I am full. When I am good, I only eat vegetarian food. If I eat meat and wine, I will be a clumsy family property like me. I will give him a clean meal in less than half a year!"