Chapter 479: The Captured Xiaobai

"Alright. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Tang Sanzang nodded, uncovered the lid of the stew pot with a wet towel, and a rich fragrance of mushrooms and pheasants mixed came to his nose, spreading in all directions.

In the still churning pot, the chicken soup has turned a little whitish, and the gray-white mushrooms are floating in the tumbling chicken soup, and I think it must taste good when I look at it.

"It's so fragrant!" Luo Xi's eyes suddenly lit up and he exclaimed softly.

The old gods are also attracted by this fragrance, although they all have the ability to open the valley, but they have been too miserable over the years, and they often can't eat enough, this will smell this kind of fragrance, and they feel that the gluttonous worms in their stomachs are going to crawl out, if they don't tell them not to make a mistake in front of Sun Wukong, it is estimated that they will pounce. No one expected that Tang Sanzang, a monk, would have such good cooking skills, and he swallowed saliva one by one.

Although Tang Sanzang felt that they were quite pitiful, the meat here was limited, and he was really too lazy to cook a big meal for sixty people, so he had to pretend not to see what they wanted to eat.

Tang Sanzang took Ao Xiaobai's bowl and first served her a bowl of chicken soup, plus a small chicken leg and a few mushrooms, and then gave Luo Xi and them a bowl, and the chicken was chopped into pieces by him, so that it could be cooked faster, and it was more convenient to eat.

"It's really delicious, Master, there are still a few baskets of mushrooms over there, and we'll all win them later, so you can stew us every day in the future." Sha Wanjing took a sip of the soup, her eyes suddenly narrowed together, and she looked at Tang Sanzang and said.

Tang Sanzang glanced at the old gods whose faces had obviously darkened, and nodded with a smile, it seemed that they could also see that Sha Wanjing and the others were obviously cheating on their things.

Served a bowl to himself, Tang Sanzang took a sip of soup first, the taste is indeed extremely fresh, the pheasant is just an ordinary pheasant, but this mushroom is really good, much more precious than the pheasant, most of the umami comes from here, it seems that the mountain god in order to avoid torture, is indeed attentive, but the bear child will not be a treasure when he sees this thing.

After dinner, a few idle old gods rushed to help wash it, and then secretly ate the chicken soup and chicken wings left in the pot, and the two rabbit heads and chicken heads on the grill were not spared.

This sad scene fell in Tang Sanzang's eyes, he almost couldn't help but cook them a good meal, hesitated for a while, or re-lit the fire and took out a big pot to cook a big pot of chicken and mushroom porridge for them, although it was a little simpler, but with so many people, Tang Sanzang could only do this.

Sixty old gods squatted on the ground with bowls and drank porridge, and while drinking, tears flowed down their faces, and the scene was very spectacular.

"After two hundred years, I finally got a bite to eat. ”

"More than decent, even two hundred years ago, I never ate anything so delicious, master, can I add another bite?"

"As long as it's a small bowl, as long as you give me another small bowl, I don't think it's a big deal to be bullied by that little devil or something. ”

The old gods also lost their faces, and began to praise Tang Sanzang in a fancy way.

A simple dinner ended in the unfinished minds of the old gods, and then the old gods were dragged and abused for another night, the five people took turns to fight, and they had never seen the six old gods who took turns to win a game, and the sixty baskets of mountain goods were all owned by Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang picked it out, and left all the ingredients he liked, those fancy stones Ao Xiaobai and Luo Xi picked a few, and the rest were all exchanged for them, and the pheasants and those things were gone, and it was more convenient to catch them on the road.

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Hundreds of miles away, between a mountain stream, in the cave, a figure dressed in fiery red sat on a high seat, and a little demon was half-kneeling below.

"You said that a monk took a few women into the mountain today, and he also met the old things in the mountain?" the man asked aloud, his voice a little immature, but his tone was full of unquestionable majesty.

"It's the king, the little one showed the portrait to the goshawk, and it was sure to be the Tang monk. The little demon hurriedly replied.

"Okay, I heard that Tang Sanzang traveled all the way to the west, and I was worried that he wouldn't pass through my mountain, but I didn't expect him to come by throwing himself into the net. The man laughed, and said with some mockery: "Those old things are getting more and more useless, and I just wanted to have some fun with them, but now it seems that it is better to let them go to mining, and I will arrest them tomorrow and go to mining." ”

"Yes. The little demon replied, and said with some hesitation: "King, the goshawk was a little frightened just now, I'm afraid that Tang Seng has a powerful helper by his side, should we be careful?"

"What kind of powerful helper can a monk have, what are you afraid of, my Holy Infant King has never known how to write two words carefully. The man waved his hand with some disdain, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid they're too weak, and it's not interesting to play like that." ”

"Yes! Yes!" The king is heroic, and as long as those guys see the king's heroic appearance, they are afraid that they will immediately surrender.

"Hahaha......" The man laughed very comfortably, and only stopped after a while, "Send the order down, let them clean the steamer for me, and then let the goshawk who sent the message have a good rest, and when Tang Seng is caught tomorrow, I will go to Cuiyun Mountain and Jilei Mountain to invite your boss Grandpa Wang and Grandma to come over and eat Tang Seng meat." ”

The little demon took the order.

"I'll feed them first, and I'll go and find out their strength tomorrow morning. There was a burst of laughter in the empty hall.

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The mahjong didn't last long, because the strength of the old gods was really not good, and they soon lost all their chips, and this one-sided mahjong tournament ended like this, and everyone went back to their tents to sleep, and the mountain gods each found a way to find a place to sleep in the valley.

The next day, when the sky was just dawning, and everyone was still asleep, a gust of red wind rolled in, and stopped a mile outside the valley, and a red figure appeared on a big tree, looking into the valley.

"There's really a tricky guy, hmph, but it's okay, no matter how powerful you are, you can't stand my samadhi real fire, go grab any one first, and wait for them to chase after it, it's even more interesting." The red boy raised his brows slightly, and soon let go again, a wicked smile flashed on his immature face, and he swept the red cloud on his body lightly in the direction of the valley.

Tang Sanzang was still asleep, the ground suddenly shook slightly, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing towards several tents at the mouth of the valley.

"Earthquake?" was Tang Sanzang's first thought after being awakened.

"Master, perverted!" Then Ao Xiaobai's voice came from outside.

Tang Sanzang came to his senses, and hurriedly got up and got out of the tent, just when he saw a small fiery red figure holding Ao Xiaobai in one hand and flying away.