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Tian Jiang originally wanted to say a banshee, but on second thought, what if it is really Li Tianwang's daughter?

It's better to save some face, so the conversation changed: "There is a woman in the lower realm who begged to see the Heavenly King and the Third Prince in front of the Nantian Gate. She said she was the Heavenly King's daughter."

Upon hearing this, Li Jing couldn't help but angrily said: "Nonsense, this king only has three sons, where did he get his daughter?"

"Uh"

The Heavenly General was stunned, and then he gritted his teeth: "What a bold evildoer, how dare you lie to us, Heavenly King, I'm sorry, the last general will go back and beat that female demon to death."

After speaking, I wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, Nezha gave a drink in time.

"what happened?"

Li Jing asked suspiciously.

"Father King"

Nezha walked up to his father and whispered, "Father, do you still remember that white-haired rat?"

"Ok?"

Having said that, Li Jing finally got a little impression.

To put it bluntly, if Nezha hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about it long ago.

"Back then, she wholeheartedly worshiped her father as her adoptive father, and recognized her child as her righteous brother. For the sake of the Tathagata Buddha, her father reluctantly agreed.

Could it be that she came to the upper realm? "

"What is she doing here?"

"The child doesn't know."

"Well, go and have a look. If she makes any unreasonable demands, she will be kicked out of the world."

"Yes, Father!"

Nezha responded, and then said to the general, "Let's go, I'll go with you to see the situation."

The two came to the Nantian Gate together.

When the white-haired mouse saw Nezha, it couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed: "My little sister sees the brother of the third prince."

"It's really you"

Nezha couldn't help but smiled wryly.

"Brother Third Prince, I really have no other way to go to the Realm"

From the bottom of his heart, the white-haired mouse really doesn't want to go to the world.

First of all, she is now a demon.

Secondly, even though she recognized Li Jing as her adoptive father back then, she also knew that Li Jing didn't take her seriously at all, it was just a perfunctory attitude.

She also has self-respect.

But this time, in order to save Tang Seng, she admitted even if she was humiliated a little.

"Okay, this is not a place to talk, come with me."

Nezha didn't want to talk about the past in front of all the heavenly soldiers and generals, so he took the white-haired mouse back.

After seeing Li Jing, the white-haired mouse knelt down and said in a sobbing voice, "My daughter begged my adoptive father for a favor, and asked for a life-returning pill."

"Resurrection Pill?"

Li Jing couldn't help being stunned.

This is a rare golden elixir, and there are not many in the heavenly world. After all, there are very few people who can refine this elixir.

"What are you doing with the Resurrection Pill?"

Nezha asked curiously.

"I, I, I want to save Tang Seng."

The white-haired mouse had to tell the truth.

Li Jing couldn't help being taken aback: "Save Tang Seng? Why did Tang Seng die?"

"Not yet, but he is very sick, and it seems that he won't last for two or three days."

Hearing this, Li Jing and his son couldn't help but look at each other.

Afterwards, Li Jing said: "I don't have this life-returning life pill here, even if I go to ask for it, I'm afraid it will take a few days.

At that time, several years have passed in the world, so what's the use? "

"Is there really no other way then?"

The white-haired mouse couldn't help crying bitterly.

Nezha couldn't help frowning: "Well, you go down to the realm first, and I'll help you inquire about it. It stands to reason that Tang Seng is unlikely to live to the end."

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is not easy for the white-haired mouse to pester it any longer.

After all, the time in the sky is different from the time on earth. If she delays any longer, it will be a few days in the world.

So, I could only thank you and leave, and hastily returned to the bottomless pit

Chapter 64

By the time the white-haired mouse returned to the bottomless pit, two days had passed in the human world.

Tang Seng is sometimes in a coma and sometimes awake.

The white-haired mouse was very sad, and mourned: "Elder, we finally met, how could you bear to leave me again?"

Tang Seng didn't know what was going on, and seemed to vaguely recall some past events.

Or, I feel that my time has come and I will die soon, so I put aside all worries.

He gently held the white-haired mouse's hand, and said with difficulty: "Miss, although I don't remember very clearly, I can see your true feelings.

I'm sorry, I've already been married."

"I don't care, I don't care if you've ever been married, I just want you to live, I just want to be by your side like before."

Tang Seng sighed: "If there is an afterlife"

"I don't want an afterlife. I've waited long enough. You must persevere and don't give up hope of survival."

The white-haired mouse burst into tears, revealing its true feelings.

At this moment, her mentality has changed.

Stop thinking about becoming an immortal and attaining the Tao, and only hope that Tang Seng can live.

"Master, Master"

Suddenly, Sun Wukong's voice came faintly from my ear.

Tang Seng lifted his spirits and said anxiously: "It's my big disciple, Wukong, lady, can you let me see my disciples for the last time?"

The white-haired mouse hesitated for a while, and finally nodded with a sob.

Soon after, the white-haired mouse flew to the entrance of the cave with Tang Seng.

She doesn't need to go around like a maze, after all, she built the bottomless pit with her own hands, so she naturally has a way to enter and exit instantly.

"Fairy, how dare you take my master away, watch!"

Zhu Bajie was indignant, so he picked up the nail palladium and wanted to hit him.

"Bajie, no!"

Gu Ming stopped drinking in time.

Tang Seng also waved his hands weakly: "Don't hurt her"

When Sun Wukong heard Gu Ming mention the love affair between his master and the white-haired mouse, he didn't blame the white-haired mouse, but ran forward with joy.

"Master, good news, great news."

"Did you bring the Resurrection Pill back?"

The white-haired mouse was overjoyed and couldn't help asking.

"No, no, master, my old grandson asked Tathagata Old Cough and Buddha. He said that your illness is destined for a calamity, and it will heal itself in three days."

"Ah?" The white-haired mouse was stunned for a moment, then wept with joy, tightly grasping Tang Seng's hand and said, "That's great, elder, that's great."

"What's the matter?" Sun Wukong said angrily, "My master's illness is not because of you."

"because I?"

The white-haired mouse looked surprised.

"That's right, the Buddha said that Master's illness this time is due to a mistake he made when he was a golden cicada. This is a kalpa."

Although Sun Wukong didn't say it clearly, upon hearing this, the white-haired mouse immediately understood, turned pale, and subconsciously backed away a few steps.

"It turns out that I hurt the elder, I'm the one who hurt the elder, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry"

While speaking, weeping.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie ignited a raging fire of gossip, stepped forward and asked: "Brother Monkey, what's going on? Why do you say that Master's illness is caused by her?"

"Idiot, you don't know. This goblin was a golden-nosed white-haired mouse in Daleiyin Temple. And Master, he was practicing in Daleiyin Temple.

In short, a little story happened between the master and the white-haired mouse, and then both of them were punished."

"Oh, the old pig seems to understand something."

Zhu Bajie has a sense of epiphany.

He finally understood why the master took a woman on the road as an exception this time, and why the white-haired mouse grabbed the master's hand, but the master did not break free.

It turns out that there is a story in the middle.

Tang Seng's expression was a little embarrassed and complicated.

He couldn't help but glanced at the white-haired mouse and said, "Okay, you don't have to blame yourself, it's not your fault. After the illness is cured, the poor monk will still continue to travel westward to learn scriptures."

The white-haired mouse couldn't help mourning: "Elder, can't you stay with me for a few more days? I've been waiting for you for 300 years, isn't it worth your staying for a few more days?"

"Master, this is your fault, people have waited for you for 300 years, so why don't you stay a few more days?

Mistress, the benefactor, there must be a lot of delicious food in this cave, right? "

Zhu Bajie saw the wind and turned the rudder, so he had the cheek to call out his wife.

This call made the white-haired mouse blush with embarrassment, but it was full of joy, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, just tell me what you want to eat, and I will definitely find a way to get it."

Now, Zhu Bajie refused to leave even more, and kept persuading Master to stay for a few more days.

Tang Seng sighed, subconsciously glanced at the white-haired mouse, and finally nodded silently.

The white-haired mouse looked excited, and immediately invited Tang Seng and his party into the cave.

The next day, Tang Seng recovered from his illness as expected.

Even so, the white-haired mouse still waited on him meticulously.

She knew that she couldn't keep Tang Seng, and if she really wanted to let Tang Seng stay, then the two of them would make another big mistake.

Therefore, she cherished this rare opportunity very much, and stayed by Tang Seng's side all day long.

Tang Seng did not resist, and still called her a lady, and he also taught the Buddhist scriptures to the white-haired mouse, and persuaded her to practice well in the future, and strive to achieve a positive result as soon as possible, so as to avoid being a fairy in the lower realm.

At this time, the white-haired mouse was like a well-behaved little wife, and she responded in a low voice to what Tang Seng said.

It's not perfunctory, she really wants to achieve a positive result.

It's just that there is a feast for everyone in the world, so it will be closed for 1000 years, and there must be a day of separation.

A few days later, Tang Seng finally decided to leave and continue westward to learn scriptures.

Although the white-haired mouse is reluctant to part, she also knows in her heart that there will be a parting after all.

300 years of waiting, in exchange for a few days of warmth, and the sound of "lady", it is worth it.