Tang Seng took me to play time travel [Journey to the West]

Xuanzang and the four elders were in high spirits, reciting poems and fighting against each other until early in the morning, but luckily the red-faced man served Qu Zheng and the others with vegetarian wine and vegetables, otherwise Bajie would be so hungry that he would overturn the table.

While talking about poetry, outside the stone house, two girls in Tsing Yi, carrying a pair of crimson gauze lanterns, lead behind a stunning woman, I saw her holding a beautiful and blooming apricot blossom in her hand, smiling, wearing light clothes , a five-color plum blossom red skirt, crescent eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a delicate face like apricot blossoms.

The four elders leaned forward and said, "When the apricot fairy comes to visit, the fluffy persimmon will shine."

This woman is Xingxian, she said crisply: "Xiaoxian knows that there is a good guest here, so I came here to visit, but I hope to see the good looks of the good guest."

The Eighteenth Duke chuckled, pointed at Xuanzang and said, "This is a good guest, why should I introduce you?"

Xuanzang got up and saluted with palms together, smiled and said nothing.

Xingxian must have seen Xuanzang's handsome appearance clearly, his heart was full of joy, and he said loudly: "Hurry up and bring tea!"

After a while, two girls in yellow clothes offered fragrant tea.

Xingxian poured the tea herself, with snowy arms and bright wrists, spring onion and jade fingers, and ten fingertips. She respected the four elders and Xuanzang one by one. It is Xiaoxian who disturbed me when reciting poems. However, Xiaoxian is not talented, so I offer a poem to accompany the tea."

The four elders laughed in unison: "We are all ears."

Xingxian opened the sandalwood mouth lightly, and said:

The upper cover left the name of King Wu of the Han Dynasty, and Confucius set up a mandala in the Zhou Dynasty.

Dong Xian loves me as Lin Ji, and Sun Chu Zeng pities the poor and eats the sweet.

The rainy red is tender and tender, and the smoke is steamed and the emerald green color is hidden.

I know that I am overripe and slightly sour, and I live in the wheat field every year.

The four elders praised in unison, and said with a smile: "Good poetry! Good poetry! Elegant and free from dust, full of spring, so delicate and tender in a rainy and red appearance! Hahaha..."

Xuanzang's expression changed slightly, he remained silent, and suddenly lost all interest.

On the other side, Qu Zheng was eating and drinking at a table with four people. After listening to the Xingxian's poem, Wukong sneered and said, "A mere apricot demon, with a big tone, what does King Wu of Han and Confucius have to do with her?"

Qu Zheng laughed and said, "Monkey, you don't know about that. The phrase 'on the cover leaves the name of King Wu of Han' is an allusion. It is said that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che visited the Penglai Immortal Island, and the immortals on the island offered him apricots. People call the mountain apricot 'Wudi apricot' or 'Golden apricot', she is an apricot fairy, so it has something to do with her."

Wukong said: "Where did Confucius set up the mandala in that week? What's the meaning?"

Qu Zheng said: "There is an apricot altar in the Confucian Temple in Qufu, Shandong, which is said to be the place where Confucius lectured. As for Dong Xian's love for me, Cheng Linzhi, it is said that Dong Feng, a medical sage in the Wu Kingdom during the Three Kingdoms period, treated people in Lushan without consulting fees. The patient who was cured would plant five apricots for him, so it became a forest. This is the origin of the allusion of apricot forest master, which means a person with extremely good medical skills. There is also Sun Chu Zeng Lianhan Shixiang, citing that Sun Chu, a talented son of the Western Jin Dynasty, was in Hanshi When offering sacrifices to Jie Zitui on this day, the offering is apricot cheese, so this apricot fairy is proud of it."

Bajie was biting a golden apricot the size of a pear and as yellow as an orange in his mouth, and muttered, "It's just an apricot tree after all, so where's all this nonsense?"

Ao Lie also picked up one of the largest and reddest golden apricots from the fruit plate, bit into them with a crackling sound, and said: "Apricots are delicious, sweet with sour, sour with sweet, crisp and refreshing, my favorite have eaten."

Qu Zheng looked towards Xuanzang and said with a smile: "We are eating apricots here, but the apricot fairy wants to eat our master."

He said this because Xingxian was molesting Xuanzang.

I saw Xingxian's face like rouge, with spring water in her eyes, and a spring face, she was close to Xuanzang, and said softly: "Holy monk, it is such a beautiful day, why don't you come into a pair with me, leaning on the jade and snuggling with incense , how many scenes can there be in life?"

She spoke coyly and affectionately, staring at Xuanzang without blinking.

The peaches, plums, and pears smile, how can they be more lively than my branches.

The peonies are gorgeous, and the pear flowers are beautiful, how can they be more beautiful than my rainy and red posture.

A cup of fragrant tea welcomes you, the stars are shaking, the clouds are floating, why is it so far away in the west.

Joy is today, joy is tonight.

This song expresses Xingxian's artistic conception and love for Xuanzang.

It's a pity that Xuanzang is a wooden man who doesn't understand the style. The king of the daughter country, the scorpion spirit, the apricot fairy, and even the jade rabbit spirit, the mouse spirit, and the peacock princess who will meet in the future, which one is not charming and celestial?

But Xuanzang sticks to his heart, unwavering.

If he is tempted, then this Journey to the West can come to an early conclusion, and there is no need to count on learning scriptures to spread Buddhism eastward.

"Girl, please respect yourself!" Sure enough, Xuanzang's face changed, and he threw up his sleeves angrily.

Xingxian's face changed drastically, her originally rosy cheeks no longer had a trace of blood, her delicate lips trembled slightly, and she said, "Holy Monk, how could you treat me like this?!"

Xuanzang's face was as deep as water, and he remained silent. He really didn't know what to say. You must know that if you hurt someone's heart, no matter what you say, it will only hurt the other person deeper.

At this time, Wukong heard Qu Zheng's words, and saw the atmosphere between Xingxian and Master in a blink of an eye, and immediately jumped up and shouted: "The demon girl, you actually used a beauty trick to seduce my master, it is extremely abominable, eat my old grandson!" Great!"

He took out a golden cudgel from his ear, shook it in the wind, and hit Xingxian.

"Ah... let's go!" Xingxian cried out tenderly, white light flashed and disappeared.

At the same time, the four elders, the red-faced man, and the four girls brought by Xingxian also disappeared without a trace.

"Hmph, you escaped really fast!" Wukong said with his golden cudgel on his hips.

Xuanzang looked complicated, and said: "The four elders are all elegant people, and they have no malicious intentions, it's just that Xingxian... oh..."

Bajie bit his finger and enviously said: "Why is Master always looking for good luck, but Laozhu has none?"

Wukong sneered: "What an idiot! You don't even think about your looks."

Bajie became anxious, and jumped up and said: "What's wrong with my appearance? My old pig's appearance is called masculinity!"

Ao Lie was puzzled, "What does a pig's head have to do with masculinity?"

Wukong laughed loudly and said: "Yes, the younger brother is right! A pig's head is a pig's head, haha, I'm dying of laughter!"

Xuanzang stepped forward, held Qu Zheng's hand, felt a little relieved, and sighed, every time he was frightened, he always liked to hold Qu Zheng's hand, and even hugged Qu Zheng for comfort.

So Qu Zheng has long been used to it, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with two big men shaking hands, so he said with a smile, "There's a beauty who likes you, so what's there to sigh about?"

Xuanzang stared into his smiling eyes, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Zheng, if something like this happens in the future, can you tell me in advance?"

"I don't know how to predict the future, how could I know that Xingxian likes you? I'm really wronged." Qu Zheng looked up at the sky with a guilty conscience, pretending to be stupid and shameless.

Xuanzang was silent for a moment, then said leisurely: "Forget it, as long as you didn't misunderstand."

Xiao Zheng, as long as you believe in me, as long as you are by my side, nothing else matters.

Qu Zheng thought for a while, and said: "Actually, although the four elders of Thorn Ridge are thousand-year-old tree spirits, they are harmless. They just lived alone in the mountain for thousands of years. They think they are young literary and artistic, no, old literary and artistic, and they admire you. Talented, full of poems and books, Baba is waiting for you to recite poems against them, talk about poems and talk about friends, and now you have finally fulfilled your wish."

Xuanzang nodded and said, "Yes, I know."

As for Miss Xingxian, it was the loneliness of the spring girl, the feelings of a girl, and it was love at first sight for Xuanzang, and it was just wishful thinking to want to be happy with her.

This sentence, Qu Zheng held back in his stomach, after all he did not say it.

So far, the night on Thorn Ridge has passed smoothly.

Seeing the golden light shining in the east, the morning glow rising, and the misty morning in the mountains, the five of Xuanzang stayed up all night, and set off again, went down the Thorn Ridge, and continued to go west.

On this day, while walking on the road, it suddenly rained heavily. Because they had been traveling all year round, Xuanzang and the other five had long been accustomed to being exposed to the sun and rain, so they didn’t have such things as rain gear. The rain finally stopped gradually.

Xuanzang reined in his horse, wiped off the remaining rainwater on his face, looked into the distance, saw a mansion, and said, "Let's go to the house in front for a night."

"Okay, master, this disciple is going to knock on the door." Wukong arrived first, and when he reached the gate of the villa, he slammed on the door and shouted: "Open the door! Open the door!"

After a while, an old man opened the door leaning on a cane, and scolded: "Who is this yelling here?"

At this time, Xuanzang got off his horse and stepped forward, clasped his hands together and said, "Old man, don't blame it! Don't blame it! My apprentice has such a loud voice."

The old man's eyes were fixed, and seeing his handsome appearance, he showed his face and said, "Where did the holy monk come from?"

Xuanzang said: "The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east. He was ordered by the king of the Tang Dynasty to go to the west to learn scriptures. When he first arrived in your place, it was getting late. Wan Wang, as a convenience, let my master and apprentice stay overnight."

The old man said: "It's nothing to borrow a lodging, it's convenient for others, it's convenient for yourself, but I'm here in Xiaoxitian, which is far away from Daxitian where you are going. Don't say go to Daxitian, it's just ahead, it's already The road is hard."

Xuanzang wondered, "How do you say that?"

The old man greeted him sideways, and said, "I'll take you into the house to rest first, and then I'll talk about it in detail."

So, the old man arranged for Xuanzang and his disciples to settle down, and after a simple meal, they got together and chatted.

Xuanzang said: "The old man Shicai said that the road to the west is sad, what did he say?"

The old man sighed for a long time before he said: "Our place is called Tuoluo Village, my surname is Li, and there is a mountain called Qijue Mountain in a land of more than thirty miles."

Xuanzang asked, "What is Qijue Mountain?"

The old man said: "This mountain is more than [-] miles long, and the mountain is full of persimmon trees. The ancient cloud persimmon trees have seven unique features, prolong life, have more shade, no bird's nest, no insects, frosty leaves to play with, fruity, fat branches and leaves, It is Qijue, and the name of Qijue Mountain comes from this."

Xuanzang said: "It's just some persimmon trees, why can't they go there?"

The old man said: "The holy monk doesn't know something. The land here is rich and sparsely populated, and no one can go to the persimmon mountain. Every year, the persimmons rot and fall down the mountain, blocking the mountain road. They are also covered with rain, dew, frost and snow, and the summer is mildewed." , the filth of a mountain, the filth and stench soaring to the sky, even the latrines don't smell like this, it's so suffocating to death, let alone walking past."

Xuanzang couldn't help but change his face in horror when he heard the words, a mountain is like a toilet, who can stand it?It is unimaginable to walk [-] miles down the mountain.

He couldn't help looking at Qu Zheng, but he saw the four brothers picking persimmons from the tree in the yard, chasing each other and throwing them away, fighting and fighting, not in a hurry.

He couldn't help but touch his forehead, none of his disciples made people worry, and now even Qu Zheng made people worry.

At this time, the old man sighed again, with tears in his eyes.

Xuanzang was startled, and asked, "Why is the old man bothered?"

The old man said: "I just heard that the holy monk said that your disciples have great supernatural powers, but there is a monster in my tuoluo village making troubles, making the house restless, and people's hearts are in panic all day long."

Xuanzang said: "Old man, please speak slowly."

The old man wiped his tears and said: "Three years ago in June, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and a goblin appeared in the place where the wind passed, and ate the cattle, horses, pigs and sheep in the village, chickens, ducks, geese, and even humans. Regardless of men, women, or children, they swallowed them alive, and since then, they have come here often, and the days are almost too much."

Xuanzang frowned and said, "Then have you ever asked someone to surrender this monster?"

The old man said: "Please, first I invited a monk, who was photographed as a rotten watermelon by the goblin, and then invited a Taoist priest, who was drowned in the river by the goblin, and no warlock will dare to come again."

Wukong jumped over and said with a smile: "Old man, this matter is easy to handle. It is Lao Sun's skill to catch monsters."

The old man was overjoyed, bowed to the ground, and said, "I'm sorry, little elder, shall we go now?"

"Just go!" Wukong turned his head and shouted, "Bajie, come with me!"

Xuanzang pondered: "Speaking of which, where does the goblin live?"

The old man said: "It's in Qijue Persimmon Mountain."

Xuanzang snorted, and was about to say something when suddenly a gust of wind blew past, making a whistling sound.

The old man screamed in fright and fell to the ground.

Xuanzang hurriedly helped him up, Qu Zheng and Ao Lie also sneaked into the house when they saw the wind blowing.

The old man trembled: "The goblin is coming! The goblin is coming!"

Xuanzang said: "Don't panic, old man! Don't panic! My disciples will surrender him."

"Look at the old grandson's method of subjugating demons!" Wukong shouted loudly, and jumped out, opened his piercing eyes in mid-air, and saw two huge lanterns appearing in the dark clouds, shining with blood-red strange light .

Bajie also stood beside Wukong, saw the lantern, and shouted: "God, what is this?"

Wukong said in a deep voice: "These are the eyes of the goblin, Bajie, be careful, I'm afraid it's a little too good."

Bajie was startled and said: "The eyes are so big, so how big is his mouth?"

Wukong said: "What's the use of being big? Lao Sun's law of heaven and earth is much bigger than this."

He swung the golden cudgel in his hand, and stabbed the goblin in the eye.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, a black tail swept over and hit Wukong's stick with a slap.

Wukong jumped back, snorted, and shouted: "Which fairy are you? Hurry up and report your name! Otherwise, don't blame Lao Sun for being ruthless."

The goblin didn't answer, just swiped its tail back and forth, making a foul-smelling wind.

Wukong and Bajie couldn't help holding their noses and backing away.

Bajie said: "Brother, does this goblin never take a bath, the stench has killed the old pig!"

Wukong said: "Brother, don't yell, this yelling will get worse."

Bajie said: "Brother, let's go back first, we can't take it anymore."

Wukong nodded and said: "Forget it, let's think about it when we go back."

With that said, the two Zongyun fell to the ground, and wanted to explain the situation to Xuanzang and the others.