Chapter 174 The poor monk came here from thousands of miles away, and there was a saying that my mother didn't know whether to talk about it or not
"Do you want a little bit of food, two young ladies?" Tang Sanzang smiled at the Zhenzhen and pity who was staring at him, and pointed to the venison in the bowl. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Don't." Zhenzhen turned his head directly.
"Elder Tang is polite, we have already had dinner before." Pity replied with a smile.
"Then it's not reluctant." Tang Sanzang nodded, and continued to eat meat, I don't know which Bodhisattva in Lingshan this mercy is, her temper is much better than that eldest lady, and she is a little more shrewd than Guanyin, and she is quite sophisticated in speaking and doing things.
Originally, Tang Sanzang wanted to try what would happen if the Bodhisattva of Lingshan ate meat, but after seeing Guanyin, he gave up this naΓ―ve idea. This matter is meaningless, if Guanyin will get into trouble, it will not be his intention, so after really speaking out, Guanyin really did not have much interest in meat, so he did not persuade again.
"Master, I'm thirsty." Ao Xiaobai was fed by Guanyin and finished eating a plate of venison, looked at Tang Sanzang and said.
"Well, drink." Tang Sanzang took a wine gourd from the side, took a porcelain cup, poured a glass of pink liquid, and handed it to Ao Xiaobai.
"Forget about the three pure meats, and even let the apprentices drink, eat meat and drink, how did you act as a master? Could it be that the drinking ring of your Datang precepts has also been changed by you? What kind of Heavenly Empire, I think it's just some uncivilized barbarians. Zhenzhen glanced at Ao Xiaobai, who was holding the cup, as if grasping the handle, looked at Tang Sanzang and said.
She was a little angry when she was choked by Tang Sanzang before, but now she naturally won't let go of this opportunity to taunt back.
"Drinking?" Tang Sanzang glanced at the wine gourd in his hand, shook his head with a smile and said, "Xiaobai doesn't drink. β
"Huh." Zhen Zhen snorted coldly, his expression full of disbelief.
Guanyin and Mercy looked at the cup in Ao Xiaobai's hand, and they were also a little puzzled.
"This is watermelon juice, not wine, the watermelon found by the senior sister, the ice and snow taken from the Tianshan Mountains, the summer special drink made by the master, you can refill the cup indefinitely." Seeing everyone staring at her, Ao Xiaobai said with some pride, and came to Guanyin with a cup, "Sister Aiai, you taste it, it's really watermelon juice." β
Zhenzhen's expression suddenly became exciting, looking at Ao Xiaobai who brought the cup to Guanyin, he wanted to speak again, there was still a little embarrassment in his eyes, and he could only hope that Guanyin said that it was not juice squeezed with watermelon, but looking at Ao Xiaobai and Tang Sanzang's expressions, this kind of thing was almost impossible to happen.
Guanyin looked at the reddish-pink juice in the quilt, and there was a faint fragrance of watermelon in front of him, it was indeed watermelon juice, hesitated for a moment, or lowered his head and took a sip, his eyes narrowed slightly, nodded and said, "It is indeed the watermelon juice mixed with snow water and watermelon, sweet, cool, and delicious." β
"Miss Zhenzhen seems to have a lot of dissatisfaction with me, I don't know what the poor monk can offend? If the young lady is still angry with Meng Lang's words in the hall before, then I will apologize first. Tang Sanzang looked at Miss Zhenzhen with her hands folded, bowed her head slightly and apologized, looked up at her, her smile gradually faded, and her voice was a little lower, "If Miss insults me alone, the poor monk can laugh at it, but the contempt and insult of my Tang Dynasty in your words, I don't dare to agree." β
I was just choked by Tang Sanzang before, but I didn't expect to think that I had caught the handle, but I made a joke again, I was really embarrassed, listening to Tang Sanzang's speech, he smiled coldly: "I heard that the people of the Southern Ganbu Continent are greedy and lustful, killing and fighting, it is a fierce field of tongues, a sea of right and wrong, and when I see you today, I can take a peek at the leopard, so how about the Tang Dynasty, and use more words?" β
"Poor monk Tang Sanzang, not far away here, there is a sentence that my mother sells batches and doesn't know whether to talk about it or not?" Tang Sanzang looked at Zhenzhen, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his always calm heart was rarely a little turbulent, or a little unhappy.
"You ......" really raised his slender eyebrows, although he couldn't understand the meaning of Tang Sanzang's words, but when he heard him even pull out his eyes, he could naturally guess that it was not a good word.
"Dare to ask if you have ever stepped on my Datang half a step? Have you ever seen my Tang soldiers defending the frontier and not giving up an inch of land? Have you ever seen me in the northern famine of the Tang Dynasty, and the southern transfer of grain to resist the sky? The people are happy and happy, and no one dares to violate the border, this is what you call greed and pleasure, killing and fighting? But before she could continue, Tang Sanzang said coldly.
After a pause, the corners of his mouth showed a somewhat mocking smile, and he continued: "Tang Sanzang set off from Chang'an, traveled all the way west, passed through my Tang territory, the people are simple, and they are kind and charitable, and I have not seen a demon spirit or a monster above it. Out of the border of the Tang Dynasty, the demon I saw all the way west is getting stronger and stronger, and it is the evil side, and no one can get rid of it. And the people are fierce and evil, this is the so-called non-greed and non-killing of your Xiniu Hezhou, and the cultivation of qi and latent spirits? β
Tang Sanzang looked at Miss Zhenzhen coldly, she had lost her previous warmth, and the smile that usually hung on her lips was also gone, although she was not angry, she was silent but gave people a sense of oppression that she had never felt before, like a stubborn stone, and like a sharp knife.
Sun Wukong looked up at Tang Sanzang with some surprise, a ball of fire in his eyes jumped suddenly, and the golden hair rope between her hair slipped off unconsciously and fell onto her hand, trembling slightly, as if she had become excited.
Ao Xiaobai stopped chewing, his cheeks bulged, and his mouth opened slightly to look at Tang Sanzang, as if it was the first time he had seen his master look like this.
"I didn't expect that Master's kung fu of pretending to be handsome is also very good, but his eyes are deliberate." Sha Wanjing looked at Tang Sanzang and complained in her heart.
"Sanzang ......" Guanyin's face also showed a little worry, he didn't expect Tang Sanzang to react like this.
Zhen Zhen was ridiculed by Tang Sanzang with such cold eyes, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back. But he soon came back to his senses, paused, and his face became extremely cold.
Tang Sanzang is just a mortal in her eyes, Guanyin was ordered to go to the Tang Dynasty and chose him as the person to learn the scriptures, not to mention that the scriptures have not been successful, that is, he really took the scriptures, and was canonized as a Buddha in Lingshan, and his status is definitely not as good as her.
What's more, Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong and the others are still being chased and killed by Heavenly Court, if they don't ask for help from Lingshan, even if they can avoid the monsters on the way to learn the scriptures, how can they avoid the large number of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals in Heavenly Court.
Although Sun Wukong and Zhu Tianpeng have great reputations, their current strength is no more than the realm of demons and immortals, and a random immortal is enough to make them embarrassed.
So, what qualifications do they have to be arrogant?
Zhenzhen raised his eyes to Tang Sanzang, and his thin lips opened lightly, "You may not understand the current situation, if you are panicked like a lost dog, like a wandering ping, and want to have that shelter, without washing the mud on your feet and throwing off the water on your body, where can you be accommodated?" β
Tang Sanzang also met her eyes without evading, shook his head slightly, and said: "Leaving home instead of losing one, traveling instead of drifting with the waves, you overestimate the value of your so-called shelter, of course, if there is no place to shelter from the wind and rain, don't go." As for the so-called muddy water, if I don't want it, who can force it? β