In the vast building complex of Changsheng Temple, dozens of rays of less intense sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the delicate leaves and reached the ground, turning into mottled light and shadow.
Chu Feng was sitting on an old wicker chair, holding a bottle of wine. He seemed to be asleep, his nose was moving slightly and he kept making slight noises.
In the southeast direction, beside the courtyard wall, in the grass, suddenly, there was a few rustling sounds, very slight.
Sun Wukong, who had just landed quietly, turned his head and gave Zhu Bajie a stern look behind him, thinking that he would have known better not to bring this careless pig with him.
Before coming in, he had researched that this Taoist temple had a special formation that could not produce any fluctuations in mana and consciousness. He and Zhu Bajie had to enter and exit like ordinary people, so they were afraid of making any noise.
Zhu Bajie lowered his head in shame. In front of the monkey, he could only show his shame in stealing things.
Sun Wukong's eyes rolled around, and he stretched out his finger with a vigilant expression, pointing at Zhu Bajie, Chu Feng, and himself.
Zhu Bajie was confused. He couldn't understand such a complicated gesture at all! Do you want to ask what it means? If you ask, will you get scolded by a monkey?
Based on his poor self-esteem, Zhu Bajie nodded with a serious face. In fact, there was no telling what to do next.
Sun Wukong thought Zhu Bajie understood what he meant, and tiptoed towards the nearest ginseng fruit tree.
Zhu Bajie suddenly realized that what the monkey meant just now was: Bajie, be careful not to wake up the Taoist priest. Let's go steal the ginseng fruit together.
With this idea in mind, Zhu Bajie followed cautiously.
Sun Wukong, who was walking, suddenly heard a voice from behind. He suddenly turned his head, his expression turned extremely ugly. This stupid pig, Old Sun clearly wants you to look at the Taoist priest and show off. Why are you following me?
Zhu Bajie, who didn't know what Sun Wukong was thinking, still had a serious face and looked very alert.
Sun Wukong was defeated by this stupid pig. He pointed at Chu Feng and patted Zhu Bajie gently on the back.
There was another slight sound, and Sun Wukong quickly retracted his claws.
It turned out that this was what he meant. Zhu Bajie finally understood what Sun Wukong meant. He tiptoed behind the ordinary pine tree and stood guard.
Sun Wukong nodded, and walked carefully to the foot of a ginseng fruit tree dozens of steps away, with his head held high and a look of ecstasy on his face.
What did you do when you were so excited last time? By the way, steal peaches!
Thinking of the scene that day, the whole peach garden was open to him, with peaches everywhere, and the seven beautiful daughters of the Queen Mother were captured by him. That, that, and look at the ginseng fruit on the tree in front of him. Sun Wukong had a kind of blood. The feeling of returning from boiling.
On the wicker chair in the distance, Chu Feng turned over while breathing evenly. In this quiet courtyard, the movement was very clear.
Sun Wukong, who was about to climb the tree, was startled. Since the tree blocked him from using his magic power, he couldn't see the specific situation clearly, so he could only turn his attention to Zhu Bajie who was showing off.
The latter poked his head out from behind a tree and shook his head to show that he was fine.
Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief and began to climb the tree. During this period, his heart was beating wildly. He had not been a thief for a long time and was too nervous.
Last time in Pantaoyuan, the seven beautiful daughters of the Queen Mother were frozen, motionless, and their hearts were pounding. Damn it, why did you think of that scene again? Sun Wukong shook his head and continued to move carefully. Climb up.
On the wicker chair, Chu Feng, who had a bearded face, moved the corner of his mouth slightly, and when his hand was loosened, the wine bottle fell off and hit the ground with a bang.
Sun Wukong almost fell from the tree.
Zhu Bajie was also startled. He quickly glanced over and found that it was just a Taoist priest who accidentally dropped it in his sleep. Then he stuck out his head and shook his head at Sun Wukong.
The latter continued to climb the tree, came to the branch, took out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and tried to knock the ginseng fruit on the branches and leaves to see if it was tight.
Without any warning, the ginseng fruit fell off and disappeared to the ground without any sound.
At this time, Sun Wukong was confused. Why was he missing? He had obviously fallen. After a few breaths, he came back to his senses. Sun Wukong's eyes were sharp. He must have been greedy for land and stole it. After a while, he left the Taoist temple and followed him again. He settles accounts.
Suddenly, Sun Wukong found a ginseng fruit hanging nearby with some green leaves on it, so he reached out to grab it.
Uh, I can't catch it. Sun Wukong's face turned green. How could this happen? He couldn't catch a single fruit, it was so embarrassing.
Not far away, Zhu Bajie behind the tree had a confused face. What happened to the monkey? He couldn't even pick a ginseng fruit.
Could it be that what monkeys usually show is fake? In fact, it is very false!
Sun Wukong, who was very tired, thought of something, suddenly withdrew his hand, and stabbed it with the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. The previous scene immediately repeated itself. The ginseng fruit fell off automatically and disappeared without a trace the moment it touched the ground.
Sun Wukong has always been irritable. When he saw this scene, he immediately went crazy. He came down from the tree, squinted his eyes, and looked at the ground fiercely.
The land gods here are too greedy and careless. Only this great sage has ever stolen from others. If he hadn't been afraid of alarming the bearded Taoist priest, he would have hit the ground with a big stick to make the earth god get out.
When the outgoing Zhu Bajie saw how hard Sun Wukong was trying to steal his personal ginseng fruit, his former awe turned into deep contempt.
By chance, Sun Wukong looked over and their eyes met. His self-esteem was immediately challenged and he almost didn't make a sound.
Zhu Bajie was startled. He wanted to keep a low profile when stealing things, so he quickly came over to replace Sun Wukong.
The positions were reversed, and Sun Wukong was reduced to being the one showing off.
Zhu Bajie climbed up the tree with a big belly, like a snail magnified many times.
Sun Wukong held the golden hoop and tilted his head. Four words flashed in his mind - boar climbing up a tree.
Sows can climb trees, and so can boars. It took three times as long as Sun Wukong, but Zhu Bajie finally climbed up the tree.
Because he was too heavy to climb up a thin tree branch, he chose a thick branch and stared at the hanging ginseng fruit not far away, swaying in the breeze, and his saliva flowed out.
After coming back to his senses, he took out the nine-tooth rake and probed it. As a result, the situation that Sun Wukong encountered happened again.
Zhu Bajie rubbed his eyes and looked at the ground, confused. On the surface, he seemed to be in a hurry, but in fact, he was deep in thought. He withdrew the nine-tooth rake, his face full of suspicion.
After thinking for a few moments, Zhu Bajie climbed down from the tree with difficulty, reached the ground, and pulled Sun Wukong away.
When I arrived outside the Taoist temple, I tapped the ground with a nine-tooth rake.
"The land comes out"
Crash, loess, sand and gravel piled up, and a head poked out of the earth. When it was halfway up, two hands grabbed his collar.
“Give me back the ginseng fruit (Give me back the ginseng fruit)”
"Great Sage, Marshal Tianpeng, who are you?"
The land was stunned on the spot!
