Sure enough, things are not as simple as they appear.
Think about the people who appeared one after another in The Legend of White Snake, Guanyin, Lishan Mother, Antarctic Immortal, Queen Mother, and Yan Jun. No matter how you look at it, this is a layout similar to Journey to the West.
Xu Shilin, who descended from Wenquxingjun, had to kowtow all the way in order to meet his biological parents. Buddhist's face is not ordinary.
When Bai Suzhen repaid her kindness, she repeatedly pretended to be Guanyin and promoted Buddhism.
In order to save her husband, Bai Suzhen flooded the Jinshan Temple and was eventually suppressed. What she preached was Buddhism.
Even Xu Xian, who was originally an idiot, finally became an immortal because he stayed in Jinshan Temple for twenty years.
This immortal is probably a Buddhist immortal. Sure enough, these monks have never stopped.
After withdrawing his thoughts and glancing at Jigong who was still pretending to be crazy, Chu Feng walked forward.
After walking less than ten steps, Jigong's voice sounded.
"Arrived, arrived"
Chu Feng glanced to the lower left, where two women appeared beside the broken bridge, one was holy and beautiful, and the other was delicate and charming.
They were holding paper umbrellas and looking around, as if they were looking for someone.
When such a pair of beauties appear in such a scenic place, it is natural that the prostitutes will step forward to tease them.
That charming and charming woman, with a little magic spell, made the disciple into a mess.
This caused the holy and beautiful woman to scold softly.
"Taoist Master, do you want to drink alcohol and eat meat?"
Jigong's voice sounded again.
Chu Feng looked back and saw that Jigong was already sitting on the ground. There were five or six plates in front of him, including apples, oranges, roasted fish, cooked eggs, roasted chicken, roasted duck, and braised pork. A faint smell of fireworks wafted from it. He was not a practitioner. , I really can’t smell it.
The corners of Chu Feng's mouth twitched. These foods must have been brought by Jigong from the tomb over there. Even eating things from dead people, I really don’t know what to say.
"If you don't eat, the poor monk will eat it by himself."
Jigong didn't care about Chu Feng's weird expression. He stretched out his dirty hands, grabbed the fat roast chicken, tore off the chicken legs to reveal the white meat, and ate it with a satisfied look on his face, not caring that his mouth was full of oil.
The most outrageous thing is that after he finished eating, he sucked his fingers with his mouth and made a sizzling sound.
"Ahem, Master is really a sweetheart."
Chu Feng thought for a long time before he thought of this relatively euphemistic word.
After finishing his words, Jigong picked up the roast duck and turned it over. Chu Feng saw that a leg was missing on the other side and there were canine teeth marks on it. So, Jigong snatched the duck from the dog's mouth.
"The realm of a master is inferior to that of a poor Taoist."
Seeing this scene, Chu Feng was convinced.
Such people are the ones with great enlightenment.
"Wine, why not?"
Jigong took out a bottle of wine from his torn pocket and shook it towards Chu Feng. When he got no response, he raised his head and took a big sip, then frowned in pain.
Chu Feng didn't speak, just watched quietly.
It didn't take long for the wind and clouds to fade away. After finishing all the food, Jigong let out a long burp and walked towards the woods.
Chu Feng followed him curiously, not looking at the fateful encounter between Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.
After walking more than three hundred steps and entering a green forest, Chu Feng saw Jigong's body glowing with golden Buddha light, and Sanskrit music was singing in a low voice, as if he was praying for something.
After eating and then transcending, it is still the way of Buddhists, these words flashed in Chu Feng's mind.
Unexpectedly, an unexpected scene happened next. Jigong was holding a tree and vomited. First, the chicken head came out of his mouth, and then the whole chicken fell to the ground. It was a hen that clucked a few times and came towards him. Run away.
Then, live ducks, live fish, and even apples and oranges fell to the ground, and a small fruit tree grew.
"I vomited again. I have no luck with my mouth. This poor monk is a miserable man!"
After he finished vomiting, Jigong took out the fan stuck in his waist and walked back with his head shaking. He didn't even look at Chu Feng when he passed by.
The two of them appeared on the edge of the West Lake one after another. Chu Feng, who was following him, saw Jigong patting his chest and spitting out the wine he drank. Suddenly, the sky changed and it started to rain suddenly.
Chu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that the rain that made Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian cross the same boat for hundreds of years and left an umbrella behind was the wine sprayed by Jigong.
"Everything that needs to be done has been done, and the poor monk is leaving!"
Jigong turned around and smiled like a madman, ran past Chu Feng and disappeared into the woods.
"Is it true that Jigong's cultivation is higher than that of Pindao!"
After a while, Chu Feng turned around and uttered a sentence.
"Host, do you want to make a choice? Xu Xian or Xiao Qing?"
The system suddenly made a sound.
Chu Feng did not answer, but kept walking towards where Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian were.
At this time, a few miles away from the lake, a awning boat sailed towards the shore. Standing on the bow was a boatman wearing a bamboo hat and a straw poncho, humming a song.
In the pavilion on the shore, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing are waiting.
"Sister, will Xu Xian come?"
Xiaoqing said softly.
"Yes, this boat is just returning to Qiantang. Xu Xian is a local, there is no way he doesn't know about it."
Bai Suzhen said affirmatively.
At this time, the awning boat docked and there was a splash of water. The boatman shouted in the rain: "If you two want to take the boat, come here quickly."
Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing responded, turning back and boarding the boat.
Under the control of the boatman, the awning boat left the shore and sailed towards the lake.
In the cabin, Xiaoqing whispered: "Sister, you made a mistake, you can only try next time."
Bai Suzhen shook her head.
"not necessarily"
"Boatman, wait a minute, there's me."
A quick voice came.
Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing poked their heads out and were stunned when they saw a young man dressed as a Taoist priest running wildly in the rain.
The boatman brought the awning boat to the shore again.
Chu Feng boarded the ship and was a little surprised to see that there were only Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing in the cabin.
"What are you looking at? If you look at it again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."
Xiaoqing had her hands on her hips, not at all fascinated by Chu Feng's beauty.
"Xiaoqing"
Bai Suzhen gave Xiaoqing an angry look.
"Boatman, don't sail the boat, there's still me."
With a rapid voice, Xu Xian appeared not far away.
The boatman waited for a while, and Xu Xian boarded the boat without saying thanks.
The ship was not big, so four people squeezed in at once, making it seem very crowded.
In order to create opportunities for Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian, Xiaoqing forced Chu Feng to leave the cabin.
On the curtain cover, the boatman was at the bow, Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian were in the cabin, and Chu Feng and Xiaoqing were at the stern.
"What are you looking at!"
In the rain, Xiaoqing put her hands on her hips with a look of disdain.
"Obviously you are looking at Pindao"
Chu Feng was amused in his heart. Could this little snake demon be a nymphomaniac? He was always deliberately looking for trouble with himself.
Xiaoqing's eyes moved, and he jumped into the West Lake without warning.
Chu Feng cooperated and looked dumbfounded.
