if this is the saint

Monkey King has always been incomprehensible to Drifting. He is not as greedy for pleasure and beauty as Zhu Bajie; he is not like Tang Seng, who loves to study scriptures and has an extraordinary attachment to learning scriptures from the West.Along the way, he slayed demons and demons, and escorted Tang Seng with due diligence. Not only did he not kill anyone, but he seemed to have a glimmer of life for all demons.

Sun Wukong has always shown that he has no desires and desires, which makes Drifting start to suspect that the Monkey King who wanted to become the king of all monsters in the demon world was really him?

Zhu Bajie slapped the sluggish Drifting in front of his eyes, "Hey! Lao Sha, what are you thinking? You are so fascinated. I said we are going to persuade the senior brother together. Are you scared? The senior brother will eat you ?”

Drifting came back to his senses quickly, although the senior brother didn't know how to eat people, he was really flustered, so he could only laugh dryly, "Oh, no, I just don't understand, second senior brother, why are you so sure that I will 'collab' with you?" ? And senior brother can really be persuaded by us?"

"Bah, what are you talking about? Can you talk? This should be 'heroes see alike'" The fish had already taken the bait, Zhu Bajie didn't care about Drifting's eyes, and patted his chest confidently, "Why are you afraid of me? , look at mine!"

Drifting "...", he expressed doubts about Zhu Bajie's self-confidence.

The waiting time is especially long when planning to do a thing.

After finishing the vegetarian meal with an undisturbed face, the night finally got dark.

Two black shadows sneaked into Monkey King's room without a sound, and then there were a few small sounds inside, and then the oil lamp was turned on.

Sun Wukong looked at the two people who were bound into bugs by the golden cudgel at the foot of the bed, and their mouths were gagged by the rod, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why are you?"

The golden cudgel can be hard or soft, but when it is soft, it has a metallic texture, and the taste is not good. Zhu Bajie was lucky enough to taste it when he was in Gaolaozhuang.

"Woooo~" Zhu Bajie was lying on his head on the ground, trying to raise his head when he heard the words, with a pitiful begging face, thinking angrily in his heart: Why is his senior brother still wearing clothes while sleeping?Is he so blind?

As for the Drifting Monk, he stood up straight with his corpse beside him, and he didn't see any struggle.The inner activities are also very active: indeed!From the moment he was forced to sneak into the senior brother's room, he had already expected this ending.The second senior brother really doesn't have a brain, and it seems that there is no hope for persuasion. Can he go back to sleep?

The three brothers sat around the table.

Sun Wukong was quite puzzled, it was unexpected that these two people were waiting for the expected person after waiting in the middle of the night.

Drifting is making wooden stakes, the enemy does not move, and I do not move.Since the second senior brother said he had a look at him, he didn't intend to say a word, as long as he didn't attract the attention of the senior senior brother, he was safe.

Zhu Bajie was also apprehensive, his eyeballs kept rolling, showing that he was very nervous.

"Tell me, what are you two doing up so late?"

Zhu Bajie smashed the pot, took a sip of tea, and bravely said: "Brother, let's go get that ginseng fruit together!"

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It wasn't until the oil lamp couldn't hold on and began to shake, Tang Seng, who was obsessed with Buddhist beads and chanting, stopped his thirsty lips.

He got up and held the teapot to pour water, but found that the teapot was empty.Normally, even if Zhu Bajie forgot to add water to him, Drifting would definitely not forget, unless...

Tang Seng's heart fluttered, he opened the door, looked at the dark room opposite, hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door, but there was no movement in the room, Zhu Bajie was sleeping, snoring very loudly.

Tang Seng knocked on the next door again, "Wujing? Are you there?" There was still no response. Sand Monk sleeps very lightly, and louder movements can easily wake him up.

Stopping his hands, Tang Seng stood in place for a long time.The moonlight was thin, and the light from inside the door was also very faint. It was blocked by the door and only illuminated the corner of his clothes. His face was hidden in the darkness, so it was difficult to discern his expression at this time.

The lamp oil in the room was finally exhausted, and the last ray of brilliance disappeared. He didn't try to find the two of them, and he didn't even want to look for Monkey King, so he walked back to his room.

Tang Seng closed the door, took off the white clothes outside, and lay down on the bed, as if he had never gone out, nor had he noticed the disappearance of the two of them.

The answer is self-evident, what are they going to do?What choice will Sun Wukong have?He already had a decision in his mind.Maybe only the two of them haven't had the guts to make a decision, but Monkey King is different.

As for the three apprentices, Tang Seng has been with him the longest, and the one he knows best is Sun Wukong. His intuition tells him how Sun Wukong will choose.

He shouldn't be the only one to decide whether to accept the ginseng fruit. If this is their decision, Tang Seng can't stop it. His selfishness can only go so far.

Tang Seng opened his eyes and couldn't fall asleep at all.The monastics are supposed to be empty of the four elements, but since all the four elements are empty, everything is illusory, everything is a dream, but why does he care about it?

Does he have distracting thoughts in his mind?

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"...Elder brother, think about it, it takes 1 years to get a mature ginseng fruit, and there are only thirty ginseng fruits when they are mature. Back then, the immortals and Zhen Yuanzi only shared two, but now they gave the whole two to the master. What a shame, Master just rejected it like that, and didn't even ask us if we want to..." After saying that passionate words, Sun Wukong glared at him, Zhu Bajie didn't even need a draft, so Barabara explained the cause and effect out.

"Okay!"

"That's ginseng fruit...er...cough cough what...what?" Zhu Bajie couldn't react, and a long paragraph came to his mouth, but when he heard Monkey King's answer, he almost choked on his saliva.

Drifting also looked at Monkey King with a look of surprise, so simple?

Monkey King stood up, "You came to me to eat ginseng fruit? I also want to taste this rare fruit that can only be ripened every ten thousand years. Master refused without asking our wishes, so what can we do? We can only go by ourselves Take those two 'takes' back."

As he said that, he had blown out the lights and opened the door, his movements were not muddled. "Let's go, why are you standing there?"

"Oh! Oh!" Zhu Bajie Drifting came to his senses, looked at each other, and saw the same blind circle in the other's eyes as his own. Why is this situation so unreal, senior brother... Has his sex changed?

Although he was surprised that Sun Wukong agreed so easily, Zhu Bajie was still very active in his actions.

The process is complex and complex, but easy to say.It is complicated because there are many disciples in Wuzhuang Temple, and there are disciples patrolling and guarding at night, and they are quite rigorous; simple is that most of these disciples have low abilities, and for the three of them, they are like ducks in water.So things went very smoothly, and the three returned to Monkey King's room with ginseng fruit.As for Qingfeng and Mingyue, who were in charge of harvesting the ginseng fruits, they were sleeping in the dark.

The ginseng fruit really looks like a child under three dynasties, each one is the size of an adult's fist, the peel is snow-white, crystal clear, and you can smell a strange fragrance when you get close, it is not too attractive.

Zhu Bajie didn't even blink his eyes, and said, "Brother, there are two, how do we divide them?"

As I said before, everyone including Daxian Zhenyuan only ate two ginseng fruits, which shows that it is not necessary to eat a whole ginseng fruit to be effective.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand to hold one in his hand, his slender five fingers easily held the cute and white fruit, it was not too good-looking, Zhu Bajie's eyes were straight, I don't know if it was because of the fruit or the hand.

I saw Sun Wukong's mana condensed on his fingertips, and with two 'shua shua', the fruit became three parts, he ate one part, and put the other two in front of their eyes.

The strong fruity aroma rushed over, and the two of them couldn't bear it, so they ate first before talking.

Zhu Bajie grabbed a piece and swallowed it whole, but turned around to find Sun Wukong Drifting with an intoxicated expression on his face. He regretted eating too fast, but fortunately there was another one.

The first bite of the pulp is very crispy, and the sweet fruit juice immediately fills the taste buds. After a few bites, the pulp becomes soft and smooth in the mouth, and the fragrant juice overflows. You can't feel a trace of pulp, it's all juice.

"Well, the taste is not bad." Monkey King closed his eyes and felt it carefully, lamenting that the ginseng fruit is really extraordinary, the juice seems to turn into a warm stream, slowly flowing through the meridians of the body, and the body feels full of vitality for a while.But only for a moment, these feelings dissipated.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Zhu Bajie was still looking at the other fruit eagerly. Seeing him open his eyes, he smiled, "Hey hey, big brother, you are so smart. If one fruit is divided into three points, we can share it evenly." , Is this one the same, hurry up, I haven't tasted that one just now."

Monkey King didn't do anything, but covered the fruit with a cloth, "Eating a small piece of ginseng fruit is enough. Lao Sha, how do you feel?" The latter sentence was obviously asked by the Drifting Monk.

Only then did Drifting recover from the aftertaste, and said with a satisfied face: "This is the most delicious fruit I have ever eaten, far better than the flat peaches in heaven."

Zhu Bajie was not reconciled, "Eh? Then I won't eat this one, since we have all brought it back, it's worth it!"

Sun Wukong disdained, "What's so good about Queen Mother's flat peaches? They are ordinary peaches grown from ordinary peach trees. They are so different because they are grown in heaven. In fact, the taste is no different from ordinary peaches." At that time, he was Eat those peaches and throw them away one by one.

He's just a rolling shutter general, a Drifting Monk who doesn't even have a chance to eat flat peaches "..."

Zhu Bajie still lived in his own world, "Brother, if we don't eat this ginseng fruit, should we return it?"