[comprehensive] superior skills

During the reign of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an.

As soon as the gate of the city opened early in the morning, old farmers carrying burdens, vendors carrying chickens, ducks and fat geese, and bastards selling bowls and begging came around lively.

When the Hu merchants in the Persian mansion were also tidy up and opened their stalls to shop, under a shaded old elm tree in Ximenli Street, a huge iron-eating beast that had been sleeping soundly since the sunset of the previous day also jumped up in a blink of an eye. .

It hasn't been a day or two since the strange beast settled down in this place. There are already children who are familiar with their work and rest, squatting in front of them with mustard cakes and fried fruits stuffed by the old man in their mouths, waiting to see the living people who are more exciting than juggling.

Under the hot eyes of the little lady and the little man, the strange beast first let out a burst of ventriloquism, then raised its dark forearm, and let out the little Taoist priest who had been cuddled in his arms all night. .

"Come out, come out!"

"This little Daoist is really lucky!"

"The world is full of wonders. I've always heard that monsters cannibalize people. I didn't expect there to be such a docile person who knows how to warm the bed for the master!"

"I think this is the good fortune mentioned in the book, and it is also the fate of the two of them!"

No matter how many times you witness this strange event that is enough to shock Chang'an City, you can't stop the onlookers from being addicted to eating melons, and there are even poets with extraordinary talents who call their friends from far and wide to see the western scenery. Recite one or two masterpieces worthy of praise through the ages.

After a while, when the little Taoist priest with delicate features and soft light all over his body put up the signboard, an old rich man stood out from the crowd and asked with a smile: "Master Taoist, what treasure are you going to sell today? "

Song Ci glanced at the bulging goldfish bag on the fat old man's waist, and lifted out a small copper stove warmed by charcoal fire from the billowing armored off-road vehicle. One silver."

"drink!"

The old rich man's eyes widened when he heard this, "I said, Master Wisdom, your heart is too dark! You were brought here from the Kingdom of Zhenzhi, so it's not worth a tael of silver, right?" !"

"Xu Yuanwai is right, this chicken and duck is only a few dollars!"

"Not worth it, not worth it!"

Regardless of how others yelled, Song Ci tapped the lid of the pot with a spoon, "Whether it's worth it or not, you guys should smell it first."

As she said that, she bent down and lifted the lid of the pot, and even stirred it twice with a spoon, and then a heart-warming aroma burst out from the edge of the pot.

Member Xu swallowed hard, "It smells pretty good, but it's still not worth a tael of silver."

"Then you should buy a big one and try it first."

While Song Ci was scooping up the eggs from the paper bag, someone poked his head over, and after a closer look, he found that there was a layer of yin-yang fish-like copper fins in the pot, which just separated the big eggs from the small ones.

What everyone didn't expect was that what was soaked in the green fragrant tea soup turned out to be worthless eggs, and the small half pot that sold for a jaw-dropping price was crystal clear white water.

Xu Yuanwai didn't mind the hotness, and quickly peeled off the egg skin, "Master Daoist, didn't you put it in the wrong place?"

"No mistake, no mistake."

Song Ci smiled and put a penny into his purse, "I stewed these eggs with my own hands before going to bed, how can I be wrong."

Seeing the fat old man sucking his mouth while eating, some idlers resting could not help asking: "Mr. Xu, is this tea egg delicious?"

"Fragrant, worth a penny!"

Xu Yuanwai didn't say a word, but the taste of this tea soup is better than the tribute tea he bought from the palace at a high price. The little soup on the bare egg skin is enough, not to mention the soaked The taste of the eggs is so fragrant.

Putting a towel on to wipe his hands, Mr. Xu hurriedly took out the money again, "Give me ten more, my grandson loves this one the most!"

"sorry!"

Seeing that it was almost time for people to come, Song Ci put the lid on the pot, "The rules of my business are different from other places, no matter big or small, each person only sells eggs once."

"Ah? Master Wisdom, if you had said something earlier, at least I'll eat at my house!"

Member Xu smacked his lips regretfully, "Well then, give me a small egg. I saw it just now. You are a quail egg that the nobles use for fun. Although it is rare, it is really not worth a tael of silver. !"

"Mr. Xu, you just know one thing and don't know the other."

Song Ci turned around and sat on the chair seat and picked up the mutton siu mai in the food box, "My baby is called An Chun Dan, not only can each person take it once, but the most important thing is that it is suitable for women and not men. Even Xu Yuanwai You are willing to give up a tael of gold, but I'm afraid you won't get it!"

Member Xu was taken aback, "I don't believe in this evil!"

"Don't believe it?"

Song Ci, who was busy filling his belly, took the time to point to the hexagram booth opposite, "If you don't believe me, go to Mr. Yuan's and have a lesson to see whether you can eat this Anchun Dan or not."

"Be a ghost, pretend I didn't know that you two are working together to be a ghost!"

Officer Xu's eyelids drooped, and he walked out with his stomach full, "If you don't eat, you don't eat, master, I will switch to a litter and eat enough!"

As soon as the old rich man slipped away, the idlers also left the venue, but the Tiekou God on the other side of the road sent a boy who was no more than the boss, wanting to beg for a cup of tea.

The boy saluted solemnly: "Sir, I wanted to thank the Taoist priest, but I don't know what you need to make up for, so it's better to leave it for the next day."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Sending the boy away with a small pot of tea, Song Ci sighed secretly, staring at the copper pot that was swaying with fragrance.

Or the old saying always says that extreme joy begets sorrow, she has just enjoyed the peaceful and peaceful life of a noble girl for nearly a hundred years, and when she closes her eyes, she is thrown into this world full of monsters and ghosts, and she has become the most inconspicuous cannon fodder in it.

The object of Song Ci's dedication this time is an old woman from a poor farm family in Baihuling. Although the house has no tiles to cover its head and works hard all day long, the original owner and his parents still live in harmony and happiness.

Until one day, an eminent eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty passed through this place and unknowingly dragged the family of three into a place of eternal doom.

First, the corpse demon who was greedy for longevity performed the soul-shifting method to absorb vitality, and then was beaten to death by the Ruyi Golden Cudgel who met the gods and killed the gods, and overcame the thorns and thorns. The poor original owner's family became so ineffective for no reason. In vain.

She hates the injustice of the heavens, for taking the lives of her own family members in order to complete the nine-nine-nine-eight-one difficulty of Journey to the West; she also resents Elder Tang's high-spirited disciples for not only caring about subduing demons, but vainly caring about the life and death of ordinary people, so that they have no chance to be reborn as human beings. nothing.

If resentment can also be transformed, I'm afraid this girl will follow the example of the stone monkey in Huaguo Mountain and go straight to the sky once.

With such a resentful master at the booth, what else can Song Ci do? If she really wants to return Monkey King's three sticks, it is better to beg for death.

Song Ci had heard a lot of strange legends about gods and immortals when he was living with the white lady in the early years, and naturally the famous Monkey King was indispensable among them.

Now it's her turn to make things difficult for Sun Monkey who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace. Don't say it three times, even if it's just one time, it's still a one-way ticket.

In this world where goblins without a backstage are not allowed to act as demons, and any gods who just jump out like to slay demons and slay demons, she doesn't think there will be any good end with the meager demon power of Yinhuan. Tires can always save the day.

At least under the restraint of Monk Tang, Sun Dasheng dared not harm human life at will.

The only good thing is that the timing of this commitment was early enough. When she came, the original owner was still a fat baby with three heads.

It is said that one day in the sky is one year on earth.

Ten years may not be enough time for a god to play a game of chess, but for Song Ci, it is enough to prepare the foundation for settling down.

During these long years, a family of hard-working farmers was lost at the foot of Baihu Ridge, and there was a new kingdom of true knowledge on the deserted island in the extreme north.

Song Ci's current identity is Wu Zhihui, the prince of Zhenzhi Kingdom, a great kind person who has worked tirelessly to spread the scriptures westward.

That's right, she really went to Datang to fight against Buddhism according to the original owner's expectation, even though this move, which was close to shaking the tree, was as ridiculous as a child's temper in the eyes of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Song Ci withdrew his thoughts and sighed again, "The road is long and long..."

I hope the original owner can relax the requirements a little for the sake of sympathy.

She was lamenting her life here when a group of Jinwu guards came from afar, and a sweaty little eunuch hurriedly held her hand, "Prince Wu, the sage has an order, let's go to the palace with the little one!"

"Eunuch, wait a minute, let me clean up."

Song Ci turned back and took a bottle of mineral water to extinguish the fire, then hurriedly carried it into the carriage and locked the door.

She looked in the rearview mirror for a while, and when she saw that her makeup was not hindered, she asked in a low voice, "Dare to ask Eunuch, why the saint summoned you, but it's because your lord and the little prince want to have fun with the iron cubs?"

The little eunuch called Xinxin shook the golden pancake that suddenly appeared in his hand, and leaned closer and said, "Prince, don't be afraid, the saint has recently violated the harmony, but it is not only the imperial doctors who are helpless, even if you search all the treasures you have contributed There is no magic formula, so I want to send you into the palace to ask a question or two."

"I see."

Song Ci stopped talking too much after hearing the words, so he followed the little eunuch and rushed all the way into the palace, guarding under the corridor of Ganlu Palace, waiting for Xuanjian.

"Xuan, Wu Zhihui, the crown prince of Zhenzhi Kingdom, has an audience!"

At any rate, it was the second time he entered the palace. As soon as Song Ci heard his name, he immediately nodded and walked into the hall, leaning over to pay respects to Tang Taizong who was behind the royal case, "Little Wang Wu Zhihui pays homage to the Tang sage, may your majesty be blessed!"

Taking advantage of the gap between bowing, Song Ci did not forget to glance at the imperial doctor and attendant kneeling under the imperial steps looking for ancient medical books and books. The most eye-catching thick book on the low table is the National Treasure of True Knowledge that she brought all the way. "Forever and forever, this question will never end".

The translation is "Encyclopedia of the British Empire"... children's edition.

Emperor Taizong supported his forehead with one hand, and slightly waved the other, and said in a warm voice: "Prince Wu, please sit down!"

Song Ci took advantage of the situation and looked up. Contrary to the warm and pleasant voice, the emperor in front of him had a blue complexion and red eyes. He looked ten years old after not seeing him for more than a month.

"Prince Wu, I'm announcing you into the palace today because I have something important to discuss."

The king of Tang is worthy of being an emperor, he only used a few words to explain the symptoms of insomnia and dreaminess, and at the end he didn't forget to ask: "Aiqing, would you like to share the worries of the widow?"

"Your Majesty, please be patient."

Song Ci cupped his hands calmly and said, "Little Wang still has a belonging that can relieve His Majesty's suffering."

Immediately afterwards, she took out a carved iron box from her wide cuff, "This is unique to my country of Zhenzhi. Taking the black pill in the morning can make you refreshed and energetic, and taking the white pill before going to bed can make you feel refreshed." One sleeps soundly without worries and dreams.”

Emperor Taizong was refreshed when he heard the words, "Oh, there is such a wonderful medicine in the world, come quickly!"

Yi Xin hastily took it with both hands, "Please wait for a while, and wait for the servant to test the medicine for you before moving forward."

King Tang hesitated for a while, "That's fine."

For the next half an hour, Song Ci sat in the hall and watched the silver needles and other utensils used by the imperial physicians to experiment, and the two servants who had to bite the bullet even if they were afraid of death, each gritted their teeth and swallowed a bite. A tasteless pill.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty forgive me..."

The little eunuch who had swallowed the white pill leaned against the pillar before he could finish speaking, but the other servant who had eaten the black pill had bright eyes and became very talkative.

All the imperial physicians stared at each other for a few moments, and had no choice but to report back truthfully: "Your Majesty, this medicine is non-toxic and indeed has miraculous effects."

"it is good!"

The king of Tang couldn't help saying, "Hurry up and give the golden camel that the Western Regions paid tribute to the crown prince of Zhenzhi Kingdom!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty Hong En, I am ashamed to be a little king!"

As soon as he saw the pure gold ornament that had to be lifted up by the four servants, Song Ci immediately bowed in fear and thanked him, "Your Majesty will not give up, and the little king is willing to dedicate the tree seed of the everlasting pill to the supreme heaven." Your Majesty Khan, in order to reconcile with the Great Tang Dynasty forever!"

Her gift presenting this time was just an excuse to get away. Tang Wang's frightened dream was definitely not cured by ordinary medicines, and those pills would completely lose their effect within three days.

Sure enough, Emperor Taizong, who had intended this for a long time, only agreed with the matter by politely saying "I want to be firm", and generously rewarded a lot of exquisite cotton silk that is rarely seen in the frontier vassal states.

If the armored off-road vehicle is not spacious enough to hold so many objects, it is necessary to cast a magic spell in the sleeves in public.

With the customs clearance documents ready, Song Ci just stood in front of the car and rushed to the fortune-telling stall opposite the market, and then launched the naive iron-eating beast to drive out of the city gate amidst the exclamations of passers-by.

Driving fast all the way, until the majestic Chang'an City was left far behind, Song Ci found a secluded wild forest, put the car in the Qiankun bag, and replaced it with a seemingly ordinary black black iron sword.

This is the sword she specially forged when she was at the peak of her skills. Although she has no demonic power, it is enough to handle her power.

With this sword in hand, not only is it easy to resist bandits and lunatics, but the benefit of moving forward in mid-air is better than bumping and suffering in the mountains and forests.

Although relying on true qi to control the sword is far less easy and faster than driving an airship, at least it will not attract the attention of various monsters because of the leaked magic power.

Looking at the strangely shaped two-level mountain from a distance, Song Ci touched the Buddhist beads hidden in his collar and muttered to himself: "Perhaps I should also thank Tieguai Li for the gift of the elixir, which allowed me to protect you with a ray of protection." The immortal energy of the body travels across the north and south."

"Children! Children!"

Before the flying sword fell, there was a burst of yelling from a crack in the rock that was pressed tightly at the foot of the mountain, "Why did you come here? The peach trees you planted when you passed by the year before last all bear fruit!"

"Grandpa Great Sage!"

Song Ci picked up the black iron sword and landed lightly, "How is your old man?"

"All right, all right!"

The eccentric monkey head stretched out its hand and said, "Stop the gossip, quickly pick one of those peaches and give it to my grandson to taste!"

There is a saying that the threat of death of a tiger is still there. Although the monkey is unable to turn over due to the golden lettering of the Tathagata Buddha, it still does not prevent the beasts in the nearby mountains and forests. It is still hanging there heavily, without any trace of birds or beasts pecking at it.

"Great Sage, wait a moment, I'm going to pick peaches right now."

As Song Ci said that, he smiled and climbed up the branch, picked the reddest and biggest peaches and picked three.

When she was doing it, she deliberately used a little skill, and in the blink of an eye, a sweet scent came out from the broken skin of the peach pedicle.

"Sweet peaches!"

The spirit monkey, suffering from immobility, scratched its head anxiously, "Although it is not as good as the Tiangong flat peaches that my grandson has eaten, it is more tantalizing than the fruits from Huaguo Mountain!"

Song Ci sat down next to the spirit monkey, "The Great Sage doesn't know something, this is a rare overseas peach, and it is by no means comparable to the ordinary melons and fruits in China."

"Yeah, it really smells like honey, it smells like honey!"

Sun Wukong devoured all the peaches in his hand, and shouted, "Children, pick a few more peaches for my grandson, the more the better!"

"My lord, don't worry."

Picking up the three clean peach pits at his feet, Song Ci smiled lightly and said, "This peach has another extraordinary product. Not only is the flesh delicious, but the inner kernels are also white, tender and sweet. tasty!"

"Oh?"

Sun Wukong blinked, "Since that's the case, quickly bring it to my old grandson to taste!"

As Song Ci agreed, he raised his hand and tapped the weed-covered monkey's head three times, "Don't blame me, my sage, I'll lend you my brain."

With the sound of the peach core cracking, Song Ci suddenly felt that most of the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart dissipated.

"Oh, it's useless, it's useless!"

Sun Wukong, who has had a good time, spat out the peach kernels in his mouth a few times, "it's better to eat peaches!"

"Okay, boy, I'll pick peaches for you."

Song Ci, who had lost her mind, also found a shortcut to achieve the original owner's wish through this change. She beamed and piled up a tree full of peaches in front of the monkey, "Great Sage, I heard a strange thing when I went to Chang'an."

With peach meat stuffed in his mouth, Monkey King asked beautifully, "Well, what's so strange, let me tell you about it!"

"A few days ago, an old dragon king in the Jing River bet with a fortune teller on West Street..."

Song Ci tells in detail how the Tang king promised the old dragon king to save his life, and how he was haunted by wronged souls because of his broken promise.

"It's weird, it's weird."

Monkey King didn't eat Tao'er when he heard that, "Why did the old dragon king go to bet with the fortune teller? How can the fortune teller know the secrets of heaven? He is not the four gods of wind, rain, thunder and lightning."

"What the hell!"

Song Ci smiled meaningfully, "Baobuqi, once the Dragon King dies, the good fortune of the Great Sage Grandpa will come to your door!"

"Oh?!"

Sun Wukong's golden eyes flashed, "If this is the case, my old grandson will definitely thank you for your kindness!"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Real knowledge comes from practice, the great monster of science and technology.jpg

In addition, the spoof version of Journey to the West must not be verified, otherwise Yin'er who was driven crazy will definitely not be a scumbag author. _(:з」∠)_

Finally, this An Chun Dan has miraculous effects, so don't underestimate it.

Ginseng fruit, okay~~