Daily consumption of ginseng fruit [Journey to the West]

"Master, this river is finally clear!"

I don't know if it has something to do with the Heishui River. After leaving the Heishui River, the water sources along the way are more or less dirty. It was hard to find a cleaner river.

"Idiot! Don't waste it like this if you don't drink it!"

Sun Wukong had just scooped up a bowl of water for Tang Seng, when he heard a "plop", Zhu Bajie, who was soaked in sweat by the scorching sun, finally couldn't help but jumped into the river, pouring water into his mouth and washing himself off of filth.

"Suddenly I don't want to drink at all."

Yuguo was also thirsty at first, and was about to drink some water, but was stunned by Zhu Bajie's behavior, and now she stepped forward, what is the difference between drinking Zhu Bajie's bath water.

"If you don't mind, I'm here as a teacher..."

Tang Seng was taking a sip of water. Hearing what Yuguo said, he also realized that Zhu Bajie's behavior was very inappropriate, so he handed the bowl to Yuguo.

"Forget it, Master. I don't think Wukong and Junior Brother Sha will want to drink that river water. You can share it with them. I can directly absorb the underground water."

Yuguo can turn into a big tree at any time, and not all the water in the soil can be absorbed by then, so she is the one who needs the least water among the few people.

Sun Wukong also rejected Tang Seng's kindness: "Brother Sha has worked hard, my old grandson is thirsty and can pick peaches to eat."

Now this season is the season when peaches are the most ripe, and Monkey King can eat them casually to his heart's content.

Naturally, Tang Seng knew about Sun Wukong's ability, so he gave the bowl to Drifting Monk. Tang Seng stopped after the master and apprentice ate up the water in the bowl.

"broken!"

"What's the matter, Master?"

Yuguo was taken aback by his surprise, and asked while rubbing her chest.

"Wukong, there are no monsters in this river, right?"

Among other things, the mountains and rivers along this road have never made Tang Seng feel at ease. Now seeing the boundless river again, he couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts in his mind, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

"Wukong, I feel uncomfortable in the stomach of my teacher, it may be because I drank the river water..."

"There are no monsters, the river is very clean, and there is no ghost at all."

Sun Wukong is already used to Tang Monk's persecution paranoia, and he doesn't know what the monk is thinking. Every time he speaks, he keeps saying a word. There are always goblins who want to harm him.

"Oh, the teacher's stomach will be much more comfortable that way."

Tang Seng showed a smile, and saw a woman coming towards the shore with a boat from a distance, and couldn't help calling: "Wukong..."

"Not a goblin."

Sun Wukong knew what the monk wanted to say without even looking, and couldn't help frowning: "You monk, why are you so afraid of death? If Tathagata finds out, maybe you will continue to learn scriptures in the next life."

"Then take it."

Tang Seng held the Buddhist beads and looked to the west at a 45-degree angle: "If this is the will of the Buddha, then the poor monk will have to go to reincarnation again."

"Anyway, that has nothing to do with you now, right?"

"Exactly..." Tang Seng took the conversation subconsciously, and continued after a short pause: "Wrong, letting disciples reincarnate is a test given to disciples by the Buddha, so how can you say such words."

Yuguo, who was eager to talk, stuck out her tongue. She didn't believe Tang Seng's high-sounding words. It was obvious that she had slipped her mouth and went on, so she called it not a lie to the outside world.

Oh, monk.

"How many masters are going to cross the river?"

As soon as the boat approached, Zhu Bajie's eyes became straight. The boatman was a beautiful woman. Although her complexion was a bit dark from the wind and sun all day on the river, she gave off a unique and heroic feeling.

"Exactly, please trouble the benefactor."

"Come up."

The boatman docked the boat on the shore, directly took the luggage of several people from Drifting and put it on the bow, Tang Seng boarded the boat with the support of Zhu Bajie, before he could stand still, he heard a word from the boatman, which scared him Almost fell into the river.

"Even though he is a monk, he will probably be eaten without leaving any residue."

"Wukong, there are monsters!"

Tang Seng turned around and threw himself into Sun Wukong's arms, trembling, but was lifted by Monkey King and pressed against the edge of the boat.

"Sit well, be careful not to overturn the boat, know that you are fat and still move around."

Tang Seng sat obediently at the place closest to the boatman, stiffened his body, but kept turning his head to look at the boatman, for fear that the boatman would bite him while he was not paying attention.

"Master! Are you a child!"

Yuguo leaned on Sun Wukong's shoulder and wanted to take a nap, when she heard the rustling of the cassock.

Opening his eyes, Tang Seng was as cautious as a mouse hiding from a cat.

The boatman smiled and said nothing, the deep meaning in his eyes made Tang Seng a little creepy.

There is no evil spirit, and there is no mana fluctuation around the body.

Sun Wukong originally thought that he might be a Bodhisattva or a fairy, but he could use his fiery eyes to see if he was just an ordinary mortal.

Could it be that people also eat people?

Sun Wukong was secretly on guard in his heart, but he was safe and sound along the way.

"Wish you guys good luck."

Several people got off the boat safely, Tang Seng hadn't breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the boatman smiling at him again, his bright red lips curled up slightly, and he shuddered involuntarily.

"Master, what are you dawdling about?"

Zhu Bajie led the white dragon horse and had already set foot on the path by the bank. Tang Seng was still looking at the boatman when he turned around.It shouldn't be, even if the boatman's style is not special, it can't compare with the beauty of the previous pheasant essence.

Don't pretend that he doesn't know anything about the previous things, he borrowed Yuguo's Xuanguang mirror to stare at it.

But speaking of it, the Xuanguang mirror is really a good thing, and it's perfect for peeping.

Zhu Bajie, who had already lost a good friend, thought about it for a while, and found that there were a group of single dogs around him. While feeling balanced in his heart, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the Xuanguang mirror.

"Amitabha."

Tang Seng restrained his thoughts and turned on the horseback, but the weird smile in his heart could not be lingered.

"Look quickly."

"This is a man? Why does it feel different from the previous one?"

"Here, isn't there a similar one, the one in the middle riding a horse."

"Don't think about it, didn't you see that there is another woman here, it must be their wife."

"Do you think she would be willing to offer one or two?"

"Hard to say."

There were too many whispers on both sides of the street. Even though everyone except Tang Seng was sharp and clear, they couldn't quite hear what they were talking about. They seemed to hear something like "man" or "strange" vaguely. Words, but this is already a very kind word for the few apprentices who have always been called monsters.

"Master, the women in this country are really warm."

Zhu Bajie rubbed his belly and looked around without hesitation, but Yuguo laughed at him: "No matter how enthusiastic you are, you can't touch me."

Yuguo originally intended to say that Zhu Bajie had become a monk and could not touch women. This was also something that was tacitly understood by everyone, and there was no need to be sneaky when saying it.

So as soon as she spoke without concealment, Zhu Bajie touched his head and did not refute, but the circle of women closest to them was silent for a while, and those who had been pointing at the five masters and apprentices stopped talking, just as everyone was puzzled At this moment, the group of people suddenly burst into violent screams, which made Tang Seng and others tremble.

"Oh, I really want to let the golden cudgel crush this street."

Sun Wukong picked his ears, and he didn't know if he was in a panic because he always felt that the golden cudgel in his ears was about to move.

"The wife master has spoken, that pig's head has no good fruit to eat."

"That girl is really handsome. A good woman is one who doesn't let her man attract others."

The few lines of conversation that were finally captured were bewildering, but they didn't sound like they wanted to know what the words meant.

"I heard that Tang monk's appearance is better than Pan An's. I don't know how?"

Rejecting the request of Tang Monk and his disciples to meet and change the customs clearance document, the female officer took him to the post station to rest. As soon as he returned to the palace, he saw that his queen was impatient.

"No way."

The female officer curled her lips: "He is not bad, but he seems to have a wife."

Hearing this, the queen's enthusiasm cooled down by half, and said: "With a wife-lord? It's worthless, but why haven't I heard of it?"

"Or press him for two days and see again. If the woman is really their wife, they will definitely invite them to sleep."

"It makes sense."

The queen thought for a while, then raised her hand to beckon the female officer to come forward: "You ask Axie to keep an eye on it, he has experience and sharp eyes."

"Yes."

The female officer retreated under orders, and immediately went to the Pipa Cave of Dudi Mountain after leaving the palace.

The two banshees at the entrance of the cave stood outside with serious faces, but their eyes were a little red.

"Is Mr. Scorpion here?"

Seeing the female officer, the two banshees immediately turned cold, and the female officer couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not here to give him a beautiful woman this time."

The two banshees breathed a sigh of relief, but their attitudes were still bad. They raised their chins slightly and said proudly, "Master is busy."

The female officer's eyes stayed on the pink cheeks of the two monsters for a moment, and she immediately understood what the scorpion spirit was up to.

Otherwise, he came here for this purpose.

"Report, the queen has something to convey."

One of the banshees was about to refuse, when the female officer added: "Tang Monk is here."

Hearing the word Tang Seng, the banshee's expression changed, from a slight resistance at the beginning to a struggle, and finally nodded: "I'll go in and report."

Just after taking two steps into the cave, the banshee poked her head out again and asked, "Is there really no one else?"

"Look behind me, does this seem to bring someone here?"

It was really only her.

The banshee was relieved, she gave the female officer a hard look, twisted her waist and entered the hole.

The low moans heard at the entrance of the cave had stopped, and the banshee stopped outside the gauze tent with a gentle voice: "Master, Zhang Shangshu is asking to see you."

"Oh?"

The veil was pulled back, and a sweet and savory fragrance permeated the air. The banshee's face was blushing, and she looked at the person inside with a bit of envy.

Inside was a man in white clothes lying sideways on the red quilt, half of the skirt was pulled open, his jade-colored skin was looming, one hand was brushing the long black hair scattered on his chest, the soft night pearls exuded an ambiguous light, which provoked The room is intoxicated.

"Why?"

The man's voice was still a little hoarse, but it moved the banshee's heart.

"Zhang Shangshu said, Tang Seng is here."

The man opened his eyes, the scarlet inside hadn't dissipated yet, he should have retreated for a few days after inhaling the woman's blood, but the news brought by the banshee made him let go of this idea.

"Let her in."

The author has something to say: Then, let's start the "Daughter Country" that Miss Qingcheng ordered.

For the sake of the plot, Ai Ye changed some of the order, and there are tiger, deer, sheep, Tongtianhe, green cattle and so on in the back, not necessarily all of them, it still depends on the development of the plot to choose~ Ladies and sisters, it depends on who can say it, If you don't say it, you may not be able to write~

To be honest, Daughter Country was not included in the scope of writing at the beginning, because too many people like Daughter Country, and it is difficult to grasp it.