Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

"Is there someone? There's food again. Master, I'll go!"

Zhu Bajie, who stepped on his feet to take a look, immediately looked happy, and quickly jumped up.

"Bajie! Don't run into others."

Seeing Zhu Bajie in a hurry, Tang Seng shouted hastily.

"Master! I know!"

Zhu Bajie, who was running ahead, waved his hand, but his speed was not slow at all.

Shaking his head, Tang Seng had no choice but to signal Monkey King and the others to follow quickly.

"Is anyone there? Is there anyone in the house?"

Tang Seng approached, and saw Zhu Bajie kept yelling.

He knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

"Master! There seems to be no one?"

Seeing Tang Seng approaching, Zhu Bajie turned around and said.

The red oil door was closed tightly, and it seemed that there was no one there.

"It must be you, an idiot, who frightened people with your loud voice, and didn't dare to open the door."

Monkey King, who was standing next to Tang Seng, said with a teasing smile.

"Could it be that the owner of this house has done something wrong, or he would still be frightened by my old pig's voice."

Zhu Bajie curled his lips and muttered.

Monkey King, who was laughing, walked up and was about to knock on the door, but the door opened slowly.

An old man wearing a deep coat of Gebu, wearing a straw hat and holding a cane walked out of the room, looking at Monkey King with a panicked expression.

"Where are you the weirdo? What are you doing in front of my door?"

Sun Wukong clasped his hands together, and replied softly: "Old benefactor, don't be afraid, I am not a weird person, I am an imperial envoy from the Eastern Tang Dynasty to the west to seek Buddhist scriptures. The four masters and apprentices are suitable for Baofang. Seeing the hot weather, One is that I don’t understand why, and the other is that the place is not well-known, so I would like to ask for some advice.”

The old man poked his head out and looked around. Although Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha were surprised, Tang Seng had a gentle face and a dignified appearance, not like a villain.

"Old benefactor, what a bother."

Tang Seng also walked up slowly, clasping his hands together.

"Don't blame the elder, it's just that this elder has a strange appearance, and he was surprised at the moment. Since you are coming to the residence, you can come in and have a seat."

Seeing the handsome Tang Seng, the old man hastily invited several people to enter.

Tang Seng and his disciples did not refuse, and hurriedly followed.

Just as several people walked into the courtyard, suddenly there was a shout from the door.

"Sell cakes! Sell cakes!"

It was a young man who pushed a red car and parked outside the door.

Zhu Bajie, who was walking towards the inside in a hurry, grabbed Monk Sha when he heard the words.

"Junior Brother Sha! Give me some money, and I'll go buy some pastries."

Shaking his head, Monk Sha could only take out a few copper coins from his luggage.

"Brother! Bring me some pastries."

Zhu Bajie who ran up said excitedly.

The man didn't talk nonsense when he took the money, he lifted the cotton cloth on the car cover, steaming, took out some cakes and handed them to Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie held it in his hand, as if he was holding a few pieces of charcoal, and looked at the man in front of him with a suspicious expression.

"It's so hot, how do you eat it?"

The man looked at Zhu Bajie, and said with a smile: "Don't come here if you're afraid of the heat, it's just this hot here."

Zhu Bajie, who was flipping left and right, couldn't help being annoyed when he heard this.

"You man is so unreasonable. He is so hot that the grains don't rot. Where did you come from?"

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Not mentioning that Zhu Bajie was buying cakes outside, Tang Seng, who walked into the courtyard, asked softly, "Old benefactor! It's autumn now, why is it still so hot here?"

The old man shook his head, and said with emotion: "My land is called the Flame Mountain. There is no spring or autumn, and it is hot in all seasons."

Sun Wukong and Monk Sha looked suspicious in their eyes. Didn't their junior brother, Honghaier, cultivate the Samadhi True Fire in Huoyan Mountain? They didn't expect to meet them now.

The slightly weird Monkey King immediately raised his head and asked, "Old benefactor, where is the Flaming Mountain? Can it block the way to the west?"

The old man was slightly startled, and looked up and down at Tang Seng and the others.

"But you can't go to the west. The mountain is sixty miles away, which is the only way to the west. There is no grass around the [-]-mile flaming mountain. If you want to cross the mountain, you will have a copper head and an iron body, and you will have to turn into juice." .”

After all, he shook his head again and again.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie from outside the courtyard rushed in excitedly.

"Master! Master! I know how to cross the Flame Mountain."

Holding the pastry in one hand, he shouted excitedly.

"Second senior brother, this old man said that he has traveled eight hundred miles to the Flame Mountain, and he can't even pass it with a brawny brain and an iron body. How can you pass it?"

Seeing Zhu Bajie rushing in, Monk Sha was puzzled.

"Hehe! My old pig has already made inquiries. As long as I find Iron Fan Immortal's plantain fan, one fan will stop the fire, the second fan will generate wind, and the third fan will make it rain. Then I will be able to cross the Flame Mountain."

The triumphant Zhu Bajie took a bite of the pastry in his hand as he spoke.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong jumped over and quickly asked, "Do you know where the Iron Fan Immortal came from and where is it now?"

Zhu Bajie, who was eating cakes, immediately froze when he heard the words.

"My old pig was happy for a while, and forgot to ask. I'll look for the man who sells pastries."

Zhu Bajie, who scratched his head, quickly turned around and ran out of the courtyard, but there was no pastry seller.

"Hey! That guy was still here just now, why did he turn around and disappear?"

Looking at the empty courtyard, Zhu Bajie looked suspicious.

It didn't take long to enter the door, and he didn't run so fast.

Glancing at Zhu Bajie who was looking outside, the old man said: "The Iron Fan Immortal also knows that there is a mountain called Cuiyun Mountain thousands of miles to the southwest of this place, and there is a fairy cave in the mountain called Banana Cave. The Iron Fan Immortal Just live there, but if you don't have a gift, I'm afraid the great immortal won't come."

"What gift does he want?"

Monk Sha next to him interjected.

Meeting the gazes of Tang Seng and the others, the old man said slowly: "My family here worships once every ten years. Four pigs and four sheep, inside and outside with bonuses, fragrant and seasonal fruits, chickens and geese and fine wine, bathe devoutly, come to that fairy mountain, please He came out of the hole and just cast the spell."

Monkey King who heard the words didn't take it seriously, but borrowing a fan is not a piece of cake.

"Old benefactor, don't worry too much. I'll go to the plantain cave later, and I can borrow a fan."

The old man smiled and didn't say much.

After bidding farewell to the old man, Tang Seng and his apprentice went on the road again.

"Brother, why don't you borrow the fan?"

Feeling that the surrounding area was getting hotter and hotter, Zhu Bajie yelled at Monkey King.

I have already inquired clearly, but it is only a thousand miles away, and it takes only the blink of an eye to go back and forth.

"It's almost time to get off work, I'll borrow it tomorrow!"

Glancing at the sky, Monkey King waved his hand and said.

There is still sixty miles away from Huoyan Mountain, so there is no need to rush.

The corner of Zhu Bajie's mouth twitched, he had nothing to say, he could only walk forward slowly.

Faced with this scene, Tang Seng was still riding on the white dragon horse calmly, but he was thinking about how to magnify the influence of this difficulty.

He urgently needs to do these things now, and catastrophe is the time when he gets the most rewards, so he can't waste any more catastrophe.

Going all the way to the west, about ten miles away, the heat gradually became hot, and several people also saw the Flame Mountain in the distance.

Looking from a distance, the mountains are full of rocks, many of which are burning red.

The steaming hot air billowed upwards, not a single plant or tree could be seen.

"Master! The soles of these feet are very hot."

Monk Sha, who was walking behind carrying a load, shouted at Tang Seng.

Zhu Bajie, who was walking on the side, was also yelling repeatedly.

There are still dozens of miles to go and it's so hot. I'm afraid it's even more exaggerated to come to the Flame Mountain.

The [-]-mile Flame Mountain does not seem to be an ordinary flame.

"Hey! I tell you to practice hard, this little flame can't stand it."

Monkey King, who was walking in front, turned around and shook his head to look at Zhu Bajie and the two.

"Elder brother! I don't think this Huoyan Mountain is an ordinary fire. How can there be such a strange place in the ordinary world?"

Zhu Bajie, with a nuzzled mouth, looked puzzled.

"You idiot, have you forgotten where your little brother Hong Haier cultivated the Samadhi Real Fire?"

Glancing at Zhu Bajie behind him, Monkey King replied.

"Oops! Elder brother, if you don't tell me, I don't even remember. The younger brother can practice Samadhi True Fire here. The origin of this Huoyan Mountain may not be simple."

Zhu Bajie completely opened his clothes and exclaimed.

Sun Wukong, who heard the words, smiled and said: "It's not easy, just find a land and ask."

"Land! Land! Come out quickly!"

After all, the right foot landed again and again.

There was a soft bang, and a figure soared into Rolling White's eyes.

I saw an old man wearing a wind-blown cloak, with a crescent moon crown on his head, a dragon-headed staff in his hand, and iron boots, and behind him was a ghost with carved mouth and gills. On the ghost's head was a copper basin with some steamed cakes Mi, yellow grain rice.

Monkey King and the others who were watching around looked at the visitor with a suspicious expression on their faces.

This land is a bit different!

Chapter 174 Adding Fire to the Flame Mountain

"Haha! Didn't your land know that my old pig is not full, so you specially sent some rice cakes."

Zhu Bajie walked up excitedly, his fat face was full of joy.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took it from the copper basin.

After taking a bite, Zhu Bajie's eyes lit up immediately, and he said hastily, "These rice cakes are really good, come and eat some, master."

After hearing the words, Monkey King and the others walked up, and each of them took food.

The land didn't care, and said to Sun Wukong, "I don't know why the great sage called the little god to come here?"

Monkey King, who was eating rice cakes, pointed to the Flame Mountain behind him.

"My old master Sun Bao went to the west to seek the scriptures. When he met this flaming mountain on his way, it looked very strange. I invite you to come and ask, how did this flaming mountain form?"

Hearing the words, the land suddenly showed a strange expression, and then said softly: "If the great sage is willing to forgive the sins of the little gods, then he will dare to speak out."

"What do you mean by that?"

Sun Wukong was puzzled when he heard this.

Zhu Bajie, who was munching on rice cakes beside him, also looked at the land in doubt.

Seeing the cowering land, Sun Wukong waved his hands and said, "My old grandson is not an unreasonable person, so it's okay to speak up."

"The fire was set by the Great Sage."