Soon, in a sea of flowers, the man in green stopped and looked around carefully to make sure there was no one around, and a layer of mist appeared on his face.
His appearance gradually changed from tough to soft, his already tight chest doubled in size, his broad shoulders became much narrower, his height also slightly decreased, and his clothes also changed. Not long after, a beautiful woman with a cool temperament and a hot figure appeared. It was Hu Erniang in dark Taoist robes. She held up her delicate white chin and had a sunny arc at the corner of her mouth.
"If you dare to call me a bastard, I will beat you to pieces next time!"
After that, he disappeared.
The next day, just after dawn, Liu Boqin and Liu Xi, father and son, got up and got busy. One went to fetch water from the stream a few miles away, and the other chopped firewood in the yard. Despite Liu Xi's young age, the work in his hands was not bad at all. .
Not long after, Xuanzang came out of the thatched cottage on one side. His eyes were very clear, indicating that he had been up early.
"Let the poor monk come!"
Xuanzang came over, took the ax from Liu Xi's hand, and started chopping seriously. Both movements and strength are very well controlled. It shows that he often does this kind of work.
Liu Xi said in surprise: "The elder has beautiful features and supple skin. He is better than a woman. I thought he wouldn't be able to do such rough work."
Xuanzang smiled calmly and spoke in a calm tone.
"The poor monk grew up in the temple. He cooked, grew vegetables, cleaned, carried water, and chopped firewood. He did all these things on a daily basis. As for his skin being so supple, he didn't know why."
After hearing this, Liu Xi sat on a small wooden stool nearby, holding his chin in his hands, with a look of curiosity on his face.
"It turns out that the elder has been practicing since childhood. Who are the elder's biological parents?"
As soon as these words came out, Xuanzang's face flashed with sadness, he lowered his head and said nothing.
Liu Xi, a young man with a young mind, saw that Xuanzang remained silent and asked, "Could it be that the elder also jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?"
Xuanzang was moved in his heart, raised his head and asked: "Who else jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?"
Liu Xi stood up and pointed towards the mountains to the west with her little hand.
"There is a Five-Finger Mountain over there, and at the foot of the mountain there is a monkey who has lived for hundreds of years. He said that he jumped out of the cracks in the rocks."
Xuanzang thought that this monkey should be the disciple that the Bodhisattva had ordered him to accept, so he immediately started asking questions, but of course he did not stop working.
Liu Xi was very impressed by the monkey, and started talking about it with great interest, dancing with joy when talking about it.
After Xuanzang listened, he had a certain understanding of the unmasked monkey.
At this time, Liu Boqin came back carrying water. He saw Xuanzang chopping firewood and scolded him: "You are a lazy boy, how can you let the elders chop firewood!"
Liu Xi stood up and argued: "It was the elder who wanted to do it!"
Xuanzang also said: "The almsgiver's words are wrong. The poor monk has been harassing me all night and doing some menial work. This is his duty. If you two don't mind it, the poor monk can make some vegetarian food and try it with you two."
Liu Boqin was an honest man, so he waved his hand after hearing this.
"Elder, what are you talking about? How can I work for you to cook!"
With that said, he rushed into the kitchen room first and got busy.
Xuanzang was persuaded to leave within a few moments of entering.
Not long after, smoke rose from the chimney, and the lingering smoke added a touch of human flavor to the primitive atmosphere of the mountain forest.
After the meal, the father and son cleaned the yard and looked forward to Chu Feng's arrival.
At about three o'clock in the morning, Chu Feng, who was riding a green bull, arrived slowly, with purple energy rising faintly above his head.
When the old man in the thirty-third heaven saw this scene, he twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely.
"Meet the Taoist Priest"
"Meet the Taoist Priest"
Liu Boqin and Liu Xi, their father and son, came out to greet him very respectfully.
Chu Feng got off the Qingniu, greeted the two of them, and walked towards Xuanzang who was standing not far away. Speaking of which, this was the first time the two met (not counting the countless times Chu Feng had watched Xuanzang with the help of magic). .
"The poor man is bowing his head"
Chu Feng looked at Xuanzang, who had thin skin and tender flesh, and was very polite.
"The poor monk returned the favor."
Xuanzang was also very polite.
The two of them said their names again, and their tone was extremely peaceful.
After a while, Chu Feng turned around and took a look at the coffin placed not far away, and said to himself: "We are all here together as monks today. It is fate, so we will pray for Liu Laoshi together."
"Alright"
Xuanzang agreed without even thinking about it.
The two walked to the coffin and sat down separately.
Chu Feng used "The Book of Saviors".
Xuanzang used the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
It was summer, and there were many mosquitoes in the land with dense grass and lush forests. Soon, there were two more mosquitoes on Xuanzang's neck.
Maybe it's because this is a world with abundant spiritual energy. Mosquitoes are bigger and suck more blood.
Xuanzang's mortal body couldn't bear it, and his body swayed from time to time.
"I have heard that Tathagata Buddha cut his flesh to feed eagles before he became a Buddha. Now Master Xuanzang feeds mosquitoes with his blood, which is in harmony with the Buddha's method."
Chu Feng on the side said calmly.
Xuanzang was a monk who worshiped the Buddha infinitely. When he heard this, he felt ashamed and let the mosquito bite him.
Not long after, Chu Feng used his spiritual sense to look around and found that there were already five or six mosquitoes staring at Xuanzang's neck and face. They sucked a lot of blood, but none of them had any physical changes.
This confirmed the suspicion in my heart that eating Tang Monk's meat can lead to immortality. It is false. Just imagine, a person has one body, blood and flesh are indistinguishable from each other. Meat can live forever, and blood can of course also do it. Mosquitoes have sucked so many, and there is no body. There are changes, what else is there to say.
While Chu Feng was thinking about it, a mosquito flew from the depths of the woods. According to Chu Feng's temperament, he was shocked to death. Before he took action, he discovered that the mosquito had a cause and effect with him, and it happened in the future.
"That's fine, let him do it."
These words passed through Chu Feng's mind, and the mosquitoes stared at him. Chu Feng deliberately removed the murderous aura and coercion from the blood and skin.
This mosquito got lucky and sucked the blood of a mysterious immortal. Its body suddenly swelled, but for some reason, it suddenly disappeared on its own.
“Really unusual”
Chu Feng's heart moved, he stretched out his hand to pinch the mosquito, used his spiritual energy to write three words on the mosquito's back - Mosquito Taoist, and then released it.
Soon, after reciting the salvation scriptures, Liu Laoshi's wandering soul descended to the underworld.
Liu Boqin and Liu Xi, dressed in mourning clothes, knelt on the ground and thanked them.
"Thank you, Taoist priest"
"Thank you, elder"
Xuanzang opened his eyes and motioned for the two of them to get up.
Chu Feng turned around and saw that Xuanzang's neck and face were covered with big red bumps, which were very unsightly and greatly affected the image of the eminent monk.
As for those big mosquitoes that had eaten enough and drank enough, it was as if they had sucked the blood of ordinary people, without any change.
"Um……"
Xuanzang held back a **** sound. This time he was tricked by Chu Feng's Buddha's teachings.
Chu Feng stood up and walked to Liu Boqin and Liu Xi.
"What are your father and son's plans?"
Liu Boqin cupped his hands and said, "I plan to take Xi'er to visit relatives in Luonan County."
Chu Feng said oh and nodded. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Once Sun Wukong is rescued by Xuanzang, Wuzhi Mountain will definitely collapse and the pressure will disappear. Soon there will be spirits occupying this place. The father and son will stay here. Nothing good will come of it here.
"Quin Zi doesn't have a word yet, please give me a word from the Taoist Master."
Liu Boqin said suddenly.
Chu Feng glanced at Liu Xi, who was only a few years old, and shook his head.
"The child is too young. When he grows up, just ask the scholar to pick one up."
Liu Boqin paid his respects and said: "The Taoist Master is a master of Taoism. He is better than countless scholars. It is Xi'er's blessing to be named by the Taoist Master. It doesn't matter if he is young. The font size can be used later."
Chu Feng couldn't resist Liu Boqin, so he agreed.
"What kind of character is Xi'er?"
"Yanzi generation"
Liu Boqin replied.
Chu Feng cast his gaze to the east, the Tang Dynasty that has fascinated countless Chinese people in later generations.
"Since you are going to a prosperous country, how about choosing a Chang and call it Liu Yanchang?"
"Liu Yanchang, Liu Yanchang, good name, good name, thank you Taoist Master"
Liu Boqin was overjoyed and bowed again.
Chu Feng was stunned, how could such a coincidence happen? He used his innate calculations in his mind to deduce and found that Liu Xi, who was only a few years old and at the same age as Niba, was actually Liu Chenxiang's father.
Lotus lantern?
For some reason, a song suddenly came into Chu Feng's mind.
Calabash baby
Calabash baby
Seven melons on a vine
Not afraid of wind or rain
La la la la
…
Ugh, poor guy, it’s messy! .
