Daily consumption of ginseng fruit [Journey to the West]

"Wukong, what did you just say?"

Tang Seng, who couldn't wait to see the temple, naturally didn't notice what Sun Wukong said behind him. Although Yuguo didn't know what evil spirit was, she could feel that the Guanyin Temple seemed a little strange.

"It's clearly a Buddhist monastery, but it's haunted by a demonic aura, and the mountain behind it is even more demonic."

"Then do you want to go around?"

Sun Wukong sneered: "Do you think that fat monk looks like he would rather pass through a Buddhist monastery than enter?"

"What should I do?"

If Yuguo didn't pay attention, Tang Seng had already led the horse into the gate of the Guanyin Temple, and it would be too late to drag him out now.

"Come in, what are monsters afraid of?"

After all, it was the one who made trouble in the Tiangong, and Monkey King entered the Guanyin Temple with a fearless look.

Yuguo did not go with them, and directly turned into a fruit and attached to the tree in the courtyard after entering the Zen courtyard.

"Wukong, where's Yuguo?"

Sun Wukong glanced outside the house and said, "She has something to do, let's go first."

Tang Seng nodded and didn't say much. He was worried that Yuguo, a woman who followed them into this monastery, would introduce her to the monks here. Since she has something to do, let it go.

The owner of the Guanyin Temple is a small old monk, looking at him kindly and kindly, but his eyes are rolling around, Sun Wukong's golden eyes turned, and he understood.

Tang Seng came to worship in front of the Avalokitesvara Seat, but Sun Wukong felt uneasy when he knelt down. He shook his head and saw that all the monks were standing outside, and no one set foot here.

Oh, really think how courageous they are.

Sun Wukong sneered in his heart, helped Tang Seng and walked outside.

"Holy Monk, the meditation room has been prepared, may I take a rest?"

When Tang Seng and others came to the Guanyin Temple, it was getting late, and the master, Elder Jin Chi, also ordered someone to arrange two meditation rooms for them to prepare vegetarian meals.

But Monkey King insisted that he wanted to share a room with Tang Seng.

"Master, you can sleep peacefully, my old grandson promised to protect you and won't leave."

As he said that, he sat down at the table, staring straight at Tang Seng with his two golden eyes. Tang Seng was thin-skinned, so how could he be able to fall asleep like this, and Sun Wukong was very focused on watching him without blinking, It made him a little flustered.

"Goku."

Tang Seng sat on the bed without changing his clothes or taking off his shoes, and held the Buddhist beads with a serious face.

"what happened?"

Sun Wukong was letting himself go, when he heard Tang Seng calling him, he came back to his senses. He rarely saw Tang Seng like this these days, so he couldn't help but become curious.

Could it be that the fat monk already knew about it?

"The poor monk is a monk, so he will not agree."

Sun Wukong heard the words, his face was a little ugly: "Do you think he can let you go if I don't do anything?"

Tang Seng, who thought that Monkey King was the only one who had a wrong mind, couldn't help being taken aback, and squeezed the beads one by one.

"No matter what, as a teacher, I will never follow!"

"It's not up to you!"

The two were arguing, the window was opened from the outside, Wukong was about to be on guard, but he smelled a familiar sweet smell.

"Master, Wukong."

Yuguo got in through the window and jumped directly on Tang Seng's bed, which made Tang Seng stand up in shock.

"What happen to you guys?"

Sensing that the atmosphere in the room was not right, Yuguo didn't know what the two of them were up to while she was away, so she asked directly.

Tang Seng and Sun Wukong looked at each other, feeling aggrieved.

"He has bad intentions about being a teacher."

"He won't let me kill that goblin."

As soon as the words fell, before Yuguo could figure out the meaning of their words, they saw the two staring at each other with wide-eyed eyes.

"Kill goblins? Where are goblins here?"

"I cheated on you? You are not a female monkey!"

……

"So that Elder Jinchi is actually a goblin?"

Hearing Yuguo's narration, Tang Seng breathed a sigh of relief. Just now Monkey King was refusing to leave his room, and kept looking at him with affectionate eyes. How could he not want to go wrong.

Sun Wukong did not admit this, and felt that Tang Seng was both mentally ill and blind.

"After you left the main courtyard, I saw a group of strange-looking goblins enter the Zen courtyard. Not only that, I'm afraid those little monks may also be involved."

"Amitabha, how could this Guanyin Temple become a fairy cave?"

Tang Seng habitually chanted the Buddha's name, and couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

"Never mind how it turned into a goblin cave, should we just leave or kill them?"

Sun Wukong still had the same indifferent appearance, let alone facing a group of goblins at this time.

"They have never been harmed as teachers..."

Before Tang Seng finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door.

"Holy monk?"

"Do not talk."

Monkey King covered Tang Seng's mouth and stuffed him into the quilt on the bed, then changed into a candle and lit it on the table, and blew out the real candle at the same time.

Yuguo also directly turned into a fruit and got into Tang Seng's quilt, sticking tightly to the back of his hand.

Touching the ice-cold jade fruit, Tang Seng's hand couldn't help shrinking.

"Holy monk?"

Elder Jin Chi's voice came from outside the door again, Tang Seng followed Monkey King's instructions and kept quiet, pretending to be asleep and lying on the bed.

The door was pushed open, and Elder Jinchi walked in stoopingly, holding a candle in his hand.

"My lord, the room next door is empty."

The little novice who had brought Tang Seng and others back to the room before had obviously just entered the next room, and had a bad feeling after seeing that there was no one in it.

"The monkey couldn't bear it, and went out to play wild, and there is another person, have you looked for it?"

Elder Jin Chi asked the little novice in a low voice, but his small eyes were fixed on Tang Seng, with a greedy look in his eyes.

"We've searched in a radius of ten miles. There are no young girls. Maybe the wolf demon has misread it."

"Then don't care, I'll take Tang Seng away, and you and the rest of you will directly burn this Guanyin Temple."

"Those people in the backyard..."

"It's like walking in the water in a dream, and no one cares if you die."

"Little understands."

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind in the room, and when the wind stopped, Tang Seng and Yuguo on the bed had disappeared.

Monkey King turned into a human form, and immediately startled the little novice who was about to set him on fire.

"you you you…"

The little novice monk also changed his appearance and went straight to the ground.

Sun Wukong quickly grabbed his tail, it turned out to be a mouse spirit.

"Damn goblin."

Sun Wukong reprimanded, directly tied the tail of the mouse spirit with a bow, and threw it in his hand for fun.

"My old grandson didn't even pull out the golden cudgel, and the monster got my master and ran away. I'm really impatient."

"Those people in the backyard?"

Sun Wukong plucked out a vellus hair and turned it into a rope and put it on the mouse spirit's tail.

"Take me to the backyard. Don't think about biting the rope. Be obedient and I might save your life."

The mouse spirit nodded repeatedly, and ran towards the door like oiling his feet, for fear that Sun Wukong would change his mind if he slowed down a bit.

In a firewood room in the backyard, the sound of chanting sutras was endless. As soon as the door was opened, several monks hugged each other and shivered. An old monk who looked like the elder Jinchi was lying on the ground next to him, and it seemed that he had passed away not long ago.

When the monks saw Sun Wukong walking in with the mouse, they were so frightened that they couldn't even scream.

"Are you the monks of this Guanyin Temple?"

"Yes…"

"Hey, what is my old grandson telling you, just stay here for a while, and wait for me to rescue Master."

Those monks couldn't understand what the shaggy-faced monster in front of them was saying, so they could only keep their eyes closed and read indiscriminately about the contents of which scriptures.

"It's really as dumb as that fat monk, no, worse than the fat monk."

After speaking, Monkey King closed the door again, and drew a line on the door of the firewood room with a golden cudgel to ensure that the goblins in the monastery would not get close to the firewood room.

"Hey, little mouse, take me to your king's lair."

Holding the rope, the mouse spirit waved its limbs and squeaked in the air, so pitiful.

Tang Seng, who was taken into the cave by the goblin who turned into Elder Jinchi, has been firmly tied to the pillar, and beside his feet are jade fruits that have turned into winter dates.

"Yuguo, what do you think about cutting a piece of meat for the teacher to save the goblin's life?"

Tang Guigu was afraid of pain, but he was even more afraid of being swallowed by the goblin. He thought that the goblin only wanted to eat his meat anyway. In the past, the Buddha cut his meat to feed the eagle, but now he cut his meat to save his life.

"Maybe you can discuss it with that goblin."

Seeing that the goblin guarding them had gone to eat, Yuguo said "I'll go explore this cave", and then threw the Tang monk and went underground.

"Oh, why is my life so hard?"

Seeing that Yuguo had also left Tang Seng, he couldn't help becoming even more frightened.

Not long after Yuguo left, an eight-foot-tall black bear strode in.

Tang Seng watched the Elder Jinchi turn into a black bear spirit, and when he saw the black bear spirit coming in, he didn't regard him as a little fairy, but was thinking about how to discuss with the black bear spirit.

"what?"

The black bear spirit was surprised in a soft voice, and approached Tang Seng to sniff it. The fresh and tender meat is a good food. Although there is still this faint sandalwood scent that fairies don't like, it can be washed off. It's just that the smell that I felt before But the aura of the stock is gone, only the ordinary smell of human flesh.

Tang Seng was so frightened by him, and all the discussions in his stomach came to naught. He shrank his neck and pressed his back tightly against the stone pillar.

"How could this meat lose its aura all of a sudden, how can it still live forever?"

The black bear patted Tang Seng's handsome face, Tang Seng approached him, and after hearing the black bear's self-talk clearly, he shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, the poor monk has never heard that his own flesh can live forever. If it really has such an effect, the poor monk will eat it himself. There is no need to go all the way to the west to learn scriptures."

Such words made sense, but the black bear fell into deep thought. Just as Tang Seng breathed a sigh of relief, the black bear's eyes fell on the round, bald head.

"Smelly monk, you are bluffing me! How can you eat meat and live forever!"

"Yeah, was it discovered?"

Tang Seng spoke quickly for a while, and directly said all the words in his heart, and when he realized it again, his face was ashen and ashen.

"Amitabha, poor monks don't lie."

"It's too late, monk, even if your meat can't live forever, I'm sure I'll eat it."

The author has something to say: Well, Tang monk meat is useless, but Yuguo meat is useful hhhhh, ginseng fruit stewed with rock sugar

Poor, helpless, weak and cowardly Tang Seng Seng