Time is the easiest thing to slip away from your fingers when you have nothing to do, especially today Mo Wushuang was abused by Sun Dasheng again, so he poked his head out and saw the green scenery outside, accompanied by the sparse cotton wool that flew into the window and sighed deeply. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When it comes to the lotus moon (June), it is the time when the scenery is beautiful outside, especially whenever I lie in the window in the evening and look at the red half of the sky, I will unconsciously always think of the time when I was a child and pulled the broad palm of my father Mo Linshan to wander back and forth in Guqiao Town.

Lotus, sugar man, juggling, storytelling, every time I want to accompany a few plates of fragrant beans, and talk and laugh with the blind date next to me, this feeling really makes Mo Wushuang's heart itch.

It's a pity that it's gone now......

What if you didn't come to Chang'an City in the first place?

If you didn't have the heart to hug your thighs at the beginning to come to find Di Huaiying and Li Yuanfang, maybe you will still spend the life you want in Guqiao Town now?

Of course it can't be, recalling the earlier conversation between Wu Mei and herself, you can know that no matter what path she chooses in the end, from the moment she crosses over to this place, she has already turned into a fate......

"Hurry up! I heard that today is the birthday of that Li Zhi boy, so I amnesty the world to show kindness to everyone, and the two of us can have sweetness to eat!"

"Well, you mean you can let me out?"

"How is that possible!, but the jailer outside the door seems to have something to do with you, so he specially sent a plate of braised pork and two jars of old wine!"

"Tsk, my grandson hasn't seen such a fragrant smell for a long time!"

Shouting that Sun Dasheng looked anxious, he returned to the table after carrying the lunch box, and then patted the bench next to him vigorously, obviously telling the baby apprentice to sit down quickly.

Of course, this thing also has an incomparable temptation for the foodie Mo Wushuang......

Especially when she just entered the mouth, she was so excited that two lines of hot tears fell down her mouth, because she knew that the taste was from Xiangling's hand.

"You girl, can you be so excited, tsk... It's a big deal, my grandson will leave you some later. ”

Seeing Mo Wushuang's appearance, Sun Dasheng stopped stuffing meat and wine into his mouth, and scratched the monkey's cheeks again and again, which caused Mo Wushuang to burst into tears and laugh.

"You can eat it, I just remembered some of the past......"

"Is that the group of guys you met earlier in Dali Temple?"

Sun Dasheng of the monkey spirit seemed to have seen through Mo Wushuang's mind after two or three months of getting along, and immediately tentatively picked up another piece of braised beef, and then put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

"I haven't seen anyone come to visit for so long, I really don't understand why you had to die in that place in the first place. ”

"After all, it's a prisoner who needs to be strictly guarded by the queen of heaven, so I guess I can't come to check it out for various reasons......"

"Cut! You girl should be really soft, if my grandson is so short-tempered, I will bury those people's heads in the soil, and wait until the early spring of next year to see if I can grow any strange things!"

Saying that, he poured half a pot of old wine, Sun Dasheng only sighed and felt comfortable, but seeing that Mo Wushuang didn't move, he took it and hid it behind the table and chairs.

"Don't drink it from a girl's house, this wine can be regarded as my grandson's treasure, and when you are bored in the future, take a sip, the taste can be regarded as beautiful!"

Looking at Sun Dasheng's stingy appearance, Mo Wushuang couldn't help but smile again, and then he threw Fang Cai's sadness behind his back, but when he saw his tattered monk's robe, a word flashed in his mind.

"Great Sage, have you ever wanted to go out?"

"Why are you talking about these things, don't you know that my grandson was suppressed here?"

"Don't be kidding, that cave must have been dug by you yourself when Master Xuanzang was alive!"

"You don't understand! I was very wild-minded back then, if it weren't for the old monk who was bound by the hoop spell, I am afraid that my old grandson would have fled back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and found Huaguo Mountain to continue to be the king. ”

"But now, no one will recite that spell anymore, and you won't have that hoop on your head......"

Suddenly, the two of them fell into calm in front of the table, and when Mo Wushuang looked closely, he saw that Sun Dasheng couldn't help but avoid his gaze, and after a while, he slapped the table again.

"Speaking of which, the old grandson is still kept, do you want to take a look?"

“... Okay, I also want to see what kind of magic weapon was able to bind the Great Sage back then. ”

As he spoke, Sun Dasheng turned around and jumped to the bed, stretched out his hand to grope under the shabby pillow, and then took out the treasure that had been with him for many years.

"This thing is strange to say, obviously wearing it on the head is a shackle that restricts itself, but when you are far away, you always feel impetuous, especially when you can't sleep at night, you always feel a lot more comfortable hiding under the pillow. ”

This thing was handed to Mo Wushuang's palm, and he felt a little heavy inexplicably, and when he looked carefully at the lines on it, he heard Sun Dasheng on the other side sigh deeply.

"Well, no one can use this thing......"

"Staying here is just my grandson deceiving himself......"

"Actually, I can understand the great sage's feelings of missing Master Xuanzang, just like in the past, I always kept one thing by my side......

"What is it? Could it be that this girl of yours made a promise to another man?"

Hearing Mo Wushuang change the topic, Sun Dasheng recovered some of his spirits, and turned his head to smile, which caused Mo Wushuang to blush a little.

"It's just a gift from someone, and in the end, it's just a jade hairpin that has been slaughtered. ”

"Tsk, is that thing still on you?"

“... Threw it away, because there were some things I felt I couldn't care too much about. ”

"It's as if you don't know why you've been here for decades, and sometimes you don't know if you should call you Monkey King or fight against the Buddha. ”

“... You girl, which pot you can't open. ”

Sun Dasheng's face changed instantly, he reached out and snatched the tight hoop in Mo Wushuang's palm, and then returned to the couch without interest in chatting, and the latter chuckled and picked up the braised beef, but who would have thought that he would inadvertently see an extra note at the bottom of the plate.

And the handwriting on it is Juan Xiu, Mo Wushuang knows that it is written by Xiangling......

[Long time no see, are you okay this time?]

[In order to inquire where you are being held, Sister Xiangling has worked hard, but now she finally knows by chance, but there is an important thing that must be told to you. 】

[Not long ago, a series of strange things happened in Chang'an City, and even a lot of people went out to handle the case when they met the spirits of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley wandering in the market, which made the people in the city unstable for a while. 】

[And it was Di Huaiying and Li Yuanfang who were ordered to investigate the case, and Sister Xiangling's side also knew that they were in a dilemma, so I hope that Wushuang will find a way to get those spirits out of the city as soon as possible to avoid searching. 】

[Of course, Sister Xiangling knows that your current situation is indeed a bit difficult for strong people, but she also knows that they are all here for you, so only you can find a way to let them leave. 】

[As for the matter of beheading after the autumn, it seems that Di Huaiying and Li Yuanfang have been working hard to meet the queen of heaven recently, as for your side, don't have too much pressure, just leave everything to the people of Dali Temple. 】

[As for what Fang just told you, think about it more, after all, today's Dali Temple is not like back then, and it can't hear the sound of fighting......]