Daily consumption of ginseng fruit [Journey to the West]

If there is another general on the way to learn the scriptures, Tang Seng can even walk with the wind, even though it is the legs of a white dragon horse.

Of course, Mu Zha came to Liusha River not just to hang Zhu Bajie and the new apprentice named Sha Wujing in the air overnight. He also brought a gourd for crossing the river and Sha Wujing's necklace of nine skulls. He directly carried the four masters and apprentices across the Liusha River.

As for the other one... Monkey King flew over because he thought it was too crowded.

To talk about a few apprentices, what Tang Seng is most afraid of is not Sun Wukong with the highest mana, nor Yuguo who held his chin to prevent him from reciting sutras on the first day they met, but the newly recruited monk Drifting.

And this sense of fear was born after Drifting said that the nine heads belonged to the Buddhist scriptures. Looking at the "remains" of the predecessors, Tang Seng was silent for a long time.

In fact, apart from Yuguo, the other apprentices have more or less eaten a few people, but only Drifting is a formalist, allowing Tang Seng to see the leftover head that was eaten.

Tang Ximing: This apprentice is a bit scary!

I don't know if it's Yuguo's delusion, she always feels that Sun Wukong has been paying attention to their backs since they crossed the Liusha River, but every time she asks him, she can't get any answer.

"Five Village Views?"

It's not that the few people along the way have encountered temples and Taoist temples, but it's really rare to see such aura lingering in front of them. Tang Seng, the only mortal who can't see the aura, only feels refreshed and exhausted. And empty.

"Is it a holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

Just as Tang Seng got off his horse and was about to knock on the door, the door opened directly, and two boys with tied scorpions came out.

The two chest-high boys who had just arrived in Yuguo had cute and delicate features, and their brows were red like dolls in New Year paintings.

"The poor monk did come from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, but he dare not become a holy monk. If we pass here today, can we stay overnight?"

"Please come in."

The two boys opened the door, allowing a group of people to enter together with the white dragon horse.

"Holy monk, I am Qingfeng, he is Mingyue, if you need anything, you can call us."

Qingfeng led the way, Mingyue waited to close the door, and the moment Yuguo passed him, he seemed to smell a familiar smell.

"Master, how come there are women in the team of your Buddhist scriptures?"

Drifting Monk was the last one to enter the door, Mingyue really asked the wrong person when she asked him.

When Sun Wukong was crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, he never heard anyone mention the ginseng fruit that was crushed together, and he didn't have any dealings like Zhu Bajie. In addition, he had just joined the Buddhist scriptures team for only a few months, and the taciturn Yuguo I also don't want to talk to him, so naturally I know less.

"I don't know either. I heard from my second senior brother that she is the elder sister. She should have been with the master very early. I came late and haven't spoken to her yet."

There was no ranking in this team before Drifting came in, and the names were messed up. Tang Seng called everyone by name, Yuguo and Sun Wukong called each other nicknames, Bajie called Monkey King Monkey, Yuguo was Guomeizi, and Bailongma was not normal. Speaking, it wasn't until there was another Drifting monk that the normal title of Senior Brother and Senior Sister was added.

Yuguo came in early, and didn't want to be called "two", so he was tied with Monkey King. Anyway, the big brothers and big sisters would not make mistakes. Although Zhu Bajie didn't want to be inferior to others, it would be too late for him to join the team wantonly. It was even more disadvantageous for Longma not to speak, and he directly became a junior brother.

Although Drifting is very familiar with Zhu Bajie, Zhu Bajie only sees Monkey King and Gao Cuilan in his eyes, and these two are the only topics he talks about on weekdays. Even if Drifting wants to know about Yuguo, no one mentions it.

"Brought by the holy monk?"

Mingyue obviously misunderstood what Drifting meant. He was young but had already lived a thousand years, so he naturally had more thoughts.

Unexpectedly, the holy monk who looked cold and dignified...

Tang Seng, who was walking in the front, touched his arm under the cassock, and suddenly felt that the Taoist temple seemed a little cold.

"Master ordered two ginseng fruits to be given to Tang Monk, Mingyue, go and get the golden hammer."

Qingfeng pulled out a jade plate and was cleaning it, and ordered Mingyue to take the gold hammer on the table, but he yelled twice but got no response.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Mingyue sitting on the chair, with his hands under his buttocks, a pair of short legs dangling in the air, looking leisurely, but those blurred eyes clearly showed that he was wandering.

"Mingyue! What are you thinking!"

After cleaning the jade plate, Qingfeng put his cold hands on Mingyue's face, and finally brought him back to his senses.

"I'm thinking of the girl next to Tang Seng."

Mingyue didn't hesitate, and asked Qingfeng directly: "What do you think of her?"

"How is it? Don't you have a crush on him?"

The hand on Mingyue's forehead was still icy, but against Mingyue's normal temperature, her forehead seemed a little hot: "Have a fever?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Mingyue pulled Qingfeng's hand away: "I just think that girl is very close and familiar, and I have an urge to always go to her."

"That's just to see people."

Qingfeng made a decision directly, picked up the golden hammer on the table and tapped Mingyue on the head: "Let's go, let's go and beat the ginseng fruit, and it's not too late for you to miss the girl after delivering the fruit to Tang Seng."

The golden strike left a red mark on his forehead, but the pain was not too much. It was not the first time that Qingfeng bullied Mingyue. He controlled the force very precisely, but Mingyue's skin was tender. The marks made him look extremely playful.

"Hey, I didn't!"

Mingyue jumped down from the chair, and took two quick steps to catch up with Qingfeng's footsteps: "Don't talk nonsense, he is Tang Seng's apprentice, and I am also a Taoist boy, how could I have such thoughts."

The ginseng fruit tree in the backyard was huge, Qingfeng pinned the golden hammer to his waist, and climbed onto the tree in two or three strokes.

"I really don't know why Master gave Monk Tang ginseng fruit, and I want two more, so I'll choose the smaller one."

Qingfeng stared at the fruits of the same size, feeling a little pained.

He and Mingyue worked hard to cook this fruit, and he was reluctant to give away one, let alone two at a time.

"Qingfeng, hurry up!"

Mingyue didn't know what Qingfeng was thinking, seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time after climbing up, she hurriedly urged him.

Quickly knocked down two ginseng fruits, wrapped them in red cloth, and Qingfeng jumped back to the ground with a displeased face.

"Isn't this here? What's the rush?"

Smelling the faint aura emanating from the ginseng fruit, Mingyue couldn't help feeling relaxed and happy. Qingfeng was about to put the red cloth and ginseng fruit together on the jade plate when suddenly Mingyue shook the jade plate and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing! Be careful!"

Mingyue's never-before-seen mistake made Qingfeng's heart almost jump out of his throat. It's because he didn't put the ginseng fruit on the jade plate. If he dropped it together with the fruit, let's see how this kid will explain to his master.

"I remembered, it's this breath!"

Mingyue ignored the mud-stained jade plate at all, clenched a fist with one hand and beat the palm of the other hand, her eyes were fixed on the ginseng fruit wrapped in the red cloth by Qingfeng.

"That girl has the scent of ginseng fruit!"

The author has something to say: Ai Ye has already been kicked out of the game, and there is no time to write it for two consecutive days. In fact, half of this chapter was written the day before yesterday, and I just took the time to complete it. Although it is a bit short, I will have more I'm on night shift, I'll give you updates after the National Day, I'll be busy on Sunday~

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