"Wukong, the weather is unbearably hot. Let's take a break. When the sun turns west and the heat drops a little, it won't be too late to continue our journey."
Xuanzang, who stumbled off his horse, walked to the willow tree on the roadside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with an unsightly expression.
"Well, the yin energy here is very strong. It looks like the center of the Corpse Family. Master, you stay here while Lao Sun goes to explore the way."
Sun Wukong said that he was about to leave.
"Wukong, why have you forgotten again? Bajie is no longer here. You are gone and there is no one to protect you as your master."
Xuanzang reminded him loudly, his expression continuing to be gloomy. Along the way, Guanyin Bodhisattva arranged four disciples for him, except for the first one, Sun Wukong, who was always with him; the second one was called Xiao Bailong, who was rejected by him because of his murderous nature; the third one was called Zhu Bajie, When he picked it up at the entrance of Gaolaozhuang Village, it was said that he was frightened and it took him a long time to return to normal. He never expected to be found in Wanshou Mountain. The fourth one was named Sha Wujing and lived in Liusha River. When he arrived, , the entire Liusha River was frozen. He waited for more than ten days but still didn't see it, so he had to go west.
Sun Wukong paused when he heard the sound, stretched out his furry hand and patted his forehead. This kind of thing had happened to him many times.
"Wukong, there is still some dry food and water in the bag. Take it out and divide it between us master and disciple."
Xuanzang pointed to the luggage on the horse and said weakly.
Since we passed Wanshou Mountain, there have been fewer and fewer places with water, more and more deserts and neighboring villages, and fewer and fewer people. Not to mention food, there is no clean water. Several times, Sun Wukong wanted to fly out to find water and dry food, but he had to give up because he was worried about monsters.
Sun Wukong took three steps and came to the white horse lightly. He took off his luggage at once, found a small package from inside, and took out the water and dry food. The water is okay, I got it yesterday and I can still drink it, but the dry food is already hard.
"Master, you eat"
Sun Wukong handed Xuanzang the dry food and water.
"Just eat half of it for the teacher"
Xuanzang broke off half of it and put the other half back into Sun Wukong's hand. He lowered his head and chewed hard on the half piece of dry food, which was as hard as a stone, making his cheeks bulge.
After several years of traveling to the west, Xuanzang and Sun Wukong gradually developed a relationship, and their relationship was not as bad as before.
"master"
Sun Wukong felt very ashamed when he saw that his master couldn't eat anything and had to eat it, so he thought about getting some fruits. However, after searching for dozens of miles around with his divine eyes, he also saw something edible.
Time passed like this, and Xuanzang finally finished half of the steamed buns.
"well"
Xuanzang touched his belly and felt nothing but a burning sensation.
At this time, in the south of the road, separated by two rows of trees, in a beautiful peach blossom forest, a farm girl in her 28s and with a delicate appearance came carrying a basket covered with floral cloth.
Sun Wukong bounced up like a spring and looked at the girl as if facing a formidable enemy. Just now, he had clearly used his spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding area for dozens of miles, but there was not a single living thing. What was the background of this girl, how could she avoid his search? Could it be that Cultivation is higher than him.
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong shuddered.
"Hey, there are two people over there"
The girl seemed to have just seen Xuanzang and Sun Wukong. She exclaimed in surprise and walked over with small steps with a strange look on her face.
Xuanzang, who was sitting, raised his head, sniffed, smelled the fragrant steamed buns, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
"Ah, monkey...monkey demon!"
When the girl saw Sun Wukong, her face turned pale, and she turned and left.
How could Xuanzang let the bun slip away when it reached his mouth? He jumped up and quickly chased after him, looking very energetic.
"Female Bodhisattva, he is not a monkey demon. He is a successful monkey immortal and the apprentice of a poor monk. He will not hurt you."
The girl stopped and looked back at Xuanzang with a dubious look on her face.
"Not a monster?"
"no"
Xuanzang stared at the basket and swallowed again. The smell of the vegetable buns was too tempting.
"Is the great monk hungry?"
The girl chuckled, her beautiful face like the peach blossoms blooming in April in the mountains.
As a monk, Xuanzang certainly would not lie.
"The young monk traveled all the way to the west. He saw no human beings and had nowhere to beg for alms. The Temple of the Five Internal Organs has long been in ruins. Please ask the female Bodhisattva to donate some steamed buns."
The girl shook her head and smiled.
"You, a monk, ask for steamed buns even though you know clearly that there are plain buns in my basket. You are not an honest person at first sight."
When Xuanzang heard this, his face turned red with shame. He traveled thousands of miles westward and was always regarded as a virtuous and respected monk. This was the first time that he was said to be dishonest.
"That's fine, just the two of you."
The girl opened the floral cloth, stretched out her hand, took out two steamed buns, and handed them over.
"Thank you female Bodhisattva"
Xuanzang reached out to pick it up. The feeling of hunger was really uncomfortable.
"slow"
Sun Wukong knocked down the two white plain buns with one slap and rolled them on the dirt.
"Wukong, you"
The hungry Xuanzang looked at the soiled plain buns, and his breathing became rapid.
Sometimes, no matter how good the relationship is, no matter how close the relationship is, it is not worth a trivial matter. People are just so strange.
"Master, this woman is a monster. Her buns may have been turned from snakes, insects, and stones, so they are inedible!"
The silly Sun Wukong looked determined.
"Nonsense, this kind-hearted female Bodhisattva is a monster."
Xuanzang was very angry. As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the dirty plain steamed buns with a distressed expression on his face.
"If you say I'm a monster, if you say my steamed buns are made from snakes, insects and stones, then don't eat them!"
The girl angrily slapped the plain steamed bun from Le Xuanzang's hand and rolled it on the ground. It broke and the vegetables inside were scattered all over the floor.
"..."
Xuanzang wanted to cry but had no tears. It was the monkey who said you, not a poor monk.
Sun Wukong lowered his head and stared at the bun, with fire flashing in his eyes. When he realized that the bun was real, his face turned red.
"Tell me, which one of your eyes saw that Baozi turned into a snake, insect, and stone?"
The girl refused to give up.
Sun Wukong was silent now and stepped aside like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Xuanzang clasped his hands together and looked apologetic.
"Bad people will cause chaos if they care about you. Please don't blame me, female Bodhisattva. Can you, can you..."
The girl hummed softly and took out two more buns from the basket.
"for you"
"Thank you, female Bodhisattva. Thank you, female Bodhisattva."
Xuanzang reached out his hand to receive it with great gratitude.
Sun Wukong, who was standing nearby, saw fire flashing in his eyes and discovered that the buns in the girl's hands were two poisonous scorpions.
"Don't answer"
Following this sound, a gust of wind hit, and the bun fell to the ground again.
Xuanzang's face was as dark as his face, and his favorability towards his disciple Sun Wukong dropped a lot.
A certain person has been through life and death for several years, so he and two buns are equal to each other. Sometimes, things are so strange and inexplicable.
