There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, what buddy is righteous, to break the discord, under the attraction of the silver ticket, the remaining twenty-nine hunters have stood with Xiantu. The hunter who had just lost his temper at Xiantu also regretted it a little, took off the hunter's costume given by the imperial court, turned his head and went down the mountain.

After seeing this hunter descend the mountain, Xiantu still lay on the ground and rested. It's not that he didn't save Tang Seng, but because Tang Seng didn't have to save him in the first place. It's better to wait for a while after the hunter described in the book has subdued the tiger, and then go to make peace with Tang Seng, which will save a lot of trouble.

The hunters who got the money were not as manic as they were just now, and they went to the mountains to hunt some rabbits, pheasants, etc., and started a forest massacre again. Xiantu really couldn't bear to see these little animals die at their hands, but after sleeping for a long time, he was really hungry and unbearable. I had to reluctantly eat those small animals, and while eating, I also chanted: "The Buddha forgives, the Buddha forgives." "It seems that he is still a person who believes in Buddhism, and he can't kill at a young age, but there is no way, things are forced to this step, if he is a monk, he will definitely try his best to stop these hunters today, but as a mortal, he is not among the monks, he still has to fill his stomach before making plans.

I had eaten enough, slept enough, and even drank some of the wine, which one of the alcoholic hunters had smuggled up the mountain. After eating and drinking, Xiantu felt the warm sunshine and decided to start going, and Sun Wukong would not be able to see it later.

The group set off to the west in a mighty way, Xiantu put on the clothes that the hunter had taken off just now, and just as thirty hunters began to look for Tang Seng. This Tang Seng is really hard to find, and he walked away quickly for a long time and still couldn't see anyone. First Tutiyì ran directly to Wuzhi Mountain, and when he got there, he was waiting for Tang Seng. Don't forget that this time I came out to protect Tang Seng, but secretly to confirm whether there is such a thing as Monkey King.

The road to Wuzhi Mountain is very long, and most of these hunters have not been to such a far place, and they have shown signs of getting lost. I really don't know how Tang Seng and that guy went, and he couldn't even see a figure so fast. Whenever he gets lost, Xiantu always fantasizes that if he can have the same ability as Sun Wukong, he can call out the land of the mountain god to guide him, but in this wilderness, the land of the mountain god is not easy to find, even if it is easy to find people, he will not eat your set, right? Do you think anyone can summon the land of the mountain gods? That only shows that your imagination is richer than the first picture.

After walking for I don't know how far, I finally saw the smoke rising in the distance, which was great, I finally had someone to guide the way, and I finally had a place tonight, and I didn't have to sleep on the mountain for another night. It was so cold on the mountain that Xiantu felt a little unaware of his body, and kept sneezing and protesting against the cold.

"Sir, there is a house in front of you, let's spend the night there tonight, and by the way, ask how to go to Wuzhi Mountain." One of the Orions said to Xiantu. In fact, Xiantu had already seen the people over there. I thought to myself, you are still Orion, and your insight is not as high as that of a seventeen-year-old child.

"Okay, let's go over there and ask." Let's go back first. When the hunters saw that Xiantu had sent a message to go to the house over there for the night, they happily accelerated their progress. How does this feel so much like the little devil seeing the flower girl, and he feels hungry. But there is a first plan, these people have to be honest with him, otherwise, you know. It's not that Xiantu can't beat them, it's just that Xiantu is just an ordinary person if he can't get out of his divine power.

"Anyone? Anyone? The hunters asked. I heard an old voice from the house: "Who? Soon, out of the back room came an old lady with a child of four or five years old.

Seeing them first, the child seemed to be a little frightened, and while they were not paying attention, he ran into the house with a smoke. Xiantu stepped forward and saluted: "Dare to ask the eldest lady, we have worked very hard all the way, I don't know if we can have some fasting here tonight, rest for a night, and continue to rush tomorrow." ”

Hearing Xiantu say this, the old lady stammered a little and said, "This, this, that's okay, but it's going to be a few strong men." The old woman still has some air-dried sweet potatoes left over from her house, and some cured meat left over from before her son went hunting in the mountains to wrap her belly. The son did not come back from hunting in the mountains for several days, and the old wife often boiled some bark at home to survive. If the strong men don't dislike it, they can stay and drink some bark soup boiled by the old woman, with pickled meat and sweet potatoes, and they can also resist the cold on the mountain. ”

This old lady is not dazzled, deaf, and speaks so clearly, and it is really rare for someone of such an age to be able to do this. Listen to her, there should be a male protagonist in this courtyard, who is her son. But the woman said that her son had gone up the mountains to hunt and had not returned for several days. What's going on? It must have been an accident in the mountains. If that were the case, how would the old lady and the child live?

Just when Xiantu was thinking about things with some regret, he suddenly heard the child inside shouting: "Grandma, grandma, I'm hungry, I'm hungry." This burst of sore shouts made Xiantu's heart really uncomfortable.

The old lady stepped forward and brought half a sweet potato to her grandson, who ate it deliciously. Thinking about the scene when he was a picky eater when he was a child, Xiantu's heart couldn't help but feel a little sad, what a sad dynasty this is! The Tang Dynasty was so prosperous, but for some reason there were so many poor people, Xiantu really couldn't understand what was going on.

Seeing that it was still early, he commanded the hunters, "All of you go up to the mountains and hunt for me, and you will be rewarded for your reward." ”

Hearing that there was a reward to be gained, the hunters excitedly took their tools up the mountain. Xiantu took out a dozen taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the poor old man. The old man had never seen so much money, so he quickly knelt on the ground happily and didn't know how to thank Xiantu for his great kindness, and called Xiantu the reincarnation of the God of Wealth and the disciple of Guanyin. Hearing the old man's praise, Xiantule's heart was like a little red flower.

Xiantu hurriedly stepped forward to help up the old man who was kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing, and the old man's tears were sprinkled all over the ground like pearls off the line, which made Xiantu feel that his eyes were sore and swollen.

Her little grandson didn't know what was going on, and stood there with a sweet potato in his hand, watching the surprised scene in front of him. Xiantu stepped forward and said to the child with a smile: "How old are you, baby, have you gone to school?" ”

When the child heard Xiantu's question, he actually cried out in fright. Seeing this scene, Xiantu hurriedly coaxed the child in front of him, but the more he coaxed him, the more energetic the child cried, and Xiantu felt helpless.

I saw the old woman step forward and say to Xiantu, "Engong, you don't have to pay attention to him. Children who have never seen outsiders will inevitably be a little scared. Let him cry, and he'll be fine in a while. Yesterday I saw a monk and he did the same, and after a while, he became familiar with the monk of the other family. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pack some dried sweet potatoes for the monk, and this kid also asked people to keep them on the road and eat them slowly." After saying that, the old man showed a smile that he had not seen in a long time.