After Tang San was buried and returned to the palace, Aowu had already prepared all kinds of daily necessities, and the luxurious furniture and bedding were no different from the Dragon Palace.
Facing the luminous pearl, Tang Sanzong took out the Monument of King Yu and began to study it seriously. It was burned by fire and soaked in water, and he tried to recognize his relatives with drops of blood, but this brick was not close to him.
After research, it has been shown that the reason why spiritual thoughts cannot be immersed in it for worship is because of the obstruction of the strange energy above.
This kind of energy is different from the true essence of cultivation or Buddhism, but the power contained is very powerful, and it has a kind and familiar feeling.
What the hell is this? Maybe Baby Wanjin can see the clues.
Thinking of the Queen Mother, Tang Sanzong was so angry that he had to give her a good spanking when she came back this time.
After studying the bricks for a while, he threw them down and lay on the bed in a daze. Then he saw a crack in the door open, and a head sneaked in. Seeing that he had already fallen asleep, he quietly pushed the door open and entered.
"Ouch, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"ah!"
Aowu turned to close the door and was startled. He covered his chest and blinked, "Brother Sanzang, you're not asleep yet!"
Then he closed the door tightly and stood in front of him, "I'm scared and can't sleep!"
She is obviously greedy for my body, yet she has to find so many excuses.
But since it's already like this with Aowu, there's no need to be pretentious. Tang San said with a smile, "Can you fall asleep just by looking for me?"
"Well, I often sleep with my sister at home."
Hanhan Aowu was not naive at all. Seeing that she was not blamed, he quickly lifted up the quilt and got in.
"Hey, what a fool!"
Tang Sanzian wanted to touch her hair, but then he remembered that the dragon horns could not be moved around, so he retracted his hand.
"Brother Sanyan, does this make me your woman?"
Ah, this...
Tang Sanyan couldn't help but laugh, "Well, that's right!"
Aowu said happily: "My sister said that if you sleep with the man you love, you will be his woman!"
"Don't move around, go to sleep, we have to go on the road tomorrow!"
"Ouch!"
Before Wanjin came back, he was not going to do anything with Aowu, Tianyu, or even Mei Niang.
Fortunately, Aowu thought that he was already the third person to bury his brother, and he was already satisfied, so he closed his eyes obediently.
The next day, Aowu helped him change clothes and wash himself, and she did so in a decent manner, not at all like a pampered Princess of Dragon Palace.
The journey that followed was much more peaceful, and even wild animals were rarely seen. I don’t know whether it was because I was huddled at home in the cold, or I was going to prepare New Year’s goods for the New Year.
Passing through the barren mountains and passing through the towns, I saw that the Tatars, Uighurs, Xiqiang, Tubo and other ethnic groups gathered in the Xifan territory, wearing strange clothes and different appearances, which were very different from the style of the Central Plains.
When he encountered a big city, he took out the ultimatum personally written by Emperor Taizong and traveled unimpeded.
The Tang Dynasty had strong national power and far-reaching influence. These small countries all regarded the Tang Dynasty as their suzerain country, so they naturally entertained the angels from the higher country.
Even Tang San's funeral couldn't help but sigh. Although His Majesty the Tang Dynasty had some stains, he was indeed a rare wise king among emperors.
The happiness index of the people in Datang and the natural sense of superiority after going abroad cannot be faked!
But Guanyin waited until the Luojia Mountain God came back and asked, "How are Tang San's burial and his party doing now?"
"Back to Bodhisattva, Elder Tang and his party have entered the border of Hajie. They are accompanied by Sun Dasheng and Princess Xihai Longgong."
"Princess of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea?"
Guanyin was surprised and said: "You can see clearly, isn't it Ao Run's third prince?"
"The little god can clearly see that she is indeed the Princess of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea. The saddle, bridle and harness that the Bodhisattva gave to the little god are worn by the white horse in the form of a dragon girl. The size is just right."
"This Tang San is buried!"
Guanyin was so angry that her teeth itched. In the blink of an eye, she had kidnapped the dragon girl back again?
"In addition, Elder Tang also has a letter for the little god to deliver to the Bodhisattva!"
The God of Luojia Mountain did not know why the Bodhisattva was angry, so he cleverly took out the letter.
"Well, you go back first!"
Guanyin felt a little nervous. What kind of letter should Tang San be writing? It was true.
After dismissing the mountain god, I couldn't wait to open the letter and saw that it was full of sweet words, saying that missing is a very mysterious thing.
"Hmph, how mysterious can it be? Is there any mystery like Buddhism?"
Guanyin touched her red face and let out an angry sound, but she didn't realize that she was angry at all. Her voice was so sweet that it almost made her sick.
This bastard knows how to say nice things, but he is so happy in his heart.
The curve of the corner of Guanyin Bodhisattva's mouth is like the willow leaves in the pure vase, curved and raised.
The sentence at the end of the letter, "It's useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness" made the Bodhisattva's heart beat wildly, and the smile on his eyebrows rippled.
"This bastard, when he sees someone he loves, he is obviously the prodigal son, but he still claims to be infatuated and has no shame!"
"Oh, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of the devil star that hit me..."
Ever since her state of mind was broken by Tang San Zang, Guanyin had made some deductions about her and Tang San Zang's fate.
But she found that no matter whether she used Xuanmen Taoism or Buddhist magic power, the result was the same. She was destined to be entangled with Tang San. This was the way of heaven.
After ten thousand years of practicing Taoism, Guanyin did not expect that even though he had already attained the status of Bodhisattva, one day a love tribulation would occur, without any warning, and in such a hurry that it could not be resolved.
Whatever!
Since you can't avoid it, then face your true heart. Although you practice Buddhism and Taoism, immortals are still thinking beings after all. To say that they are pure and inactive and that the four elements are empty is just to deceive others and themselves.
If I, the Buddha, had no desire, why would I have left behind a backup plan five hundred years ago, sent Jin Chanzi to reincarnation, and arranged such a big drama?
Perhaps, the only one who truly has no selfish desires and regards all things as stupid dogs is the way of God.
But if you practice to that level, what fun is there?
At least the protagonist of Qing Jie is good-looking, speaks well, and is proficient in Buddhism, so he is very suitable to my liking.
Thinking of this, Guanyin's heart suddenly became enlightened, and she wanted to look for Tang San's burial, but when she reached the entrance of the cave, she stopped again, worried about gain and loss.
If I rush there so eagerly, will I be a little bit embarrassed and be underestimated?
Yes, be reserved!
Let it dry for a while, and then find a chance to show up again when spring comes.
…
On the roadside, Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice were taking a nap, lazily basking in the winter sun. When they saw Sanzang's brother waving to him, he immediately transformed into his original form and lay on his back.
"Wukong, ow. It's freezing cold today and it's the end of the year. We don't have to rush."
"The Spring Festival in the earthly world will be in a few days. Although we have escaped from the earthly world, even the heavenly priests have their rest days. Each of you has a family, so please take a break today."
"We will gather here after the Lantern Festival!"
Annual vacation mode is on!
Regarding the annual leave, Tang San had already told them about it, and it was expected. The two of them listened to his explanation.
"Wukong, you also know that our annual leave has not been approved by the organization. In principle, it is not allowed, so we must keep a low profile to avoid running into acquaintances and it will not sound good if it is reported to the public."
"Master, don't worry. Lao Sun will stay in Huaguoshan with the children this new year and won't go anywhere!"
"good!"
Tang Sanbian took out a few packages, and then took out two red envelopes made of big red silk cloth from his arms and said with a smile: "Since everyone is celebrating the New Year, it is natural for me to be a teacher and not exempt from the customs."
"In this world, the elders will give red envelopes to the younger ones for good luck during the Chinese New Year. There is nothing good about being a teacher, so just make do with it."
"Master..."
The monkey has no father or mother. It has lived for hundreds of years and has never been cared for like this by anyone. It felt soft in its heart and was moved by it. It was quite embarrassing. Fortunately, it was disturbed by the howling.
"Brother Sanyan, I am not a junior!"
Tang San said with a smile: "You are a little girl!"
"Why is it so small?"
Aowu sniffed in dissatisfaction and puffed up her chest, but still accepted the red envelope.
"Here are a set of new clothes, some pastries, preserved fruits and tea you like, as well as some seafood ingredients. Take them back and give your children a taste."
"Thank you, master!"
Sun Xingzhe picked up a package and asked, "Master, where are you?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I have many places to go as a master, so don't worry!"
"Master, shall I leave then?"
"go Go!"
"Say hello to the master's wife for me!"
Tang Sanzong waved, and the torturer looked back at him, then left the place with a somersault.
