Suddenly, there was a "plop", and the old lady actually fainted, and the embarrassing atmosphere was broken for a while, and everyone was in a hurry.

Wukong was the first to rush over and pinch people, but unfortunately the old lady seemed to be too dizzy and didn't react at all.

"Xiao Zhu, artificial respiration!" Xiang Gong pulled Xiao Zhu, but Xiao Zhu didn't react, and pounced directly on the old lady.

"What artificial respiration?" Xiao Zhu asked, fortunately he reacted quickly and supported the ground with his hands, otherwise the old lady would have been crushed to death by him even if she didn't die.

They were also speechless to each other, forgetting that they didn't understand what artificial respiration was, but they looked at the old lady like that, and thought about the ancients' concept of chastity......

"Mouth-to-mouth to give it a mouthful, hurry up!" Xiang Gong roared, and as soon as he pressed Xiao Zhu's neck, he was about to force him down.

"Stop, what do you mean? Let me, mouth-to-mouth, give her a crossing? Xiao Zhu shuddered when he thought about it.

"Yes, it's important to save people, what are you hesitating about? Come on! Xiang Gong said awe-inspiringly.

"It's important to save people, you ......," Xiao Zhu got up and hugged his arms and said.

"The Poor Monk Comes to ......"

As soon as the words fell, before everyone could react, they saw Xuanzang turn into a black shadow and pounce on him.

"Tut-tut...... Slow down......" Xiao Zhu shuddered for a moment, don't look over and don't look at it again.

"It's a crossing, not a kiss," Xiang Gong said ...... covering his face.

Xiao Zhu's eyes widened when he heard this, and his head immediately turned around again.

"Uh-huh", the old lady woke up and made eye contact with Xuanzang, who was pouting and approaching her.

Everyone was stunned, Xuanzang didn't say a word, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chant all kinds of scriptures, reciting all kinds of scriptures.

Xiang Gongxin mentioned his throat and eyes, and the old lady was dizzy, if she saw a monk who wanted to "kiss" her, she would be overwhelmed at night, and she would not immediately hang herself and hit the wall and bite her tongue to commit suicide?

Instead of saving people, it becomes indirect killing, which is not fun.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Gong was nervous for a long time, his palms were sweating, and the old lady just said thank you.

Xiang Gong frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong for a while.

Forget it, it's okay for people to be fine.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Gong asked.

"Woo...... My old man...... Old man he ...... He's gone......"

It turned out that he was too sad, Xiang Gong hurriedly comforted: "People are inherently dead, don't be too sad, uncle, he just went to another world to enjoy happiness." ”

The old lady was still sobbing, Xiang Gong understood that it was impossible for anyone to accept the fact that their loved ones had died for a while, so let the old lady cry for a while.

The muffled sound of "grunt ......" came into Xiang Gong's ears, and if he carefully distinguished, it was actually from the old lady, looking at the old lady's face, Xiang Gong understood.

The old lady is not only sad, but also hungry, no wonder she is so completely exhausted.

Immediately took out some dried sweet potatoes from the treasure bag, "Auntie, this is for you, remember to steam or boil it, otherwise it will be too hard to eat."

After digging it again, I found that there was only a small bag of dried sweet potatoes left, and it was simply blackened by the old lady, so as not to worry about Xiao Zhu Wukong and them every day.

When the old lady saw that there was something to eat, she hurriedly beckoned a few people into the house and sat down.

There was an old man lying on the ground in the house, it seemed to be the old lady's dead wife, I don't know when she died, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, but don't stink.

Lao Sha worked professionally, so he let him carry the old man and go to the forest behind the hut.

Several people worked together to dig a big pit, but there was no coffin or anything like a coffin, so they had to bury it hastily.

That's it, and it also makes the old lady grateful to Dade.

After burying people, I returned to the old lady's hut, it was getting late, and several people wanted to spend the night here, but fortunately, the old lady didn't care about the difference between men and women, and was happy.

For dinner, Xiang Gong gave the old lady dried sweet potatoes, which were steamed slightly.

"If it weren't for a few kind people, I would have gone with my old man, thank you so much!"

"Old benefactor, you are polite, the monks are merciful, how can you see death and not save it?" Xuanzang said with his hands folded.

"By the way, auntie, do you and uncle live here?" Xiang Gong asked, he was worried that the old lady would not be able to take care of herself if she lived alone.

"Alas, we have two unfilial children, but they both went to join the army, and they served in the pass on the Pingding Mountain."

"Oh, that's just when we're going to cross Pingdingshan, why don't we bring them a message and ask them to take you over, and someone will take care of you in the future."

"Alas......" the old lady sighed and did not speak.

People have unspeakable secrets, Xiang Gong naturally won't ask, and spent the night at the old lady's house.

In the middle of the night, the Bull Demon King went to sleep with the fox spirit in his arms, and Xiang Gong still had his eyes open, looking at the direction of Pingdingshan.

Since these days, Xiang Gong has always had a very illusory feeling, although the experience of Journey to the West is extremely real, but he is always like a dream.

In the world of Journey to the West, all the gods and demons have become mortals, which in itself is unimaginable.

What's more, in addition to him, there is also a traverser - Li Daozun.

If this is really a dream, then Xiang Gong hopes that this dream will not wake up, and just keep doing it.

In a daze, he was about to fall asleep, when suddenly there was a noisy sound of horses' hooves, and Xiang Gong immediately woke up.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it looks gloomy and terrifying, and the beasts and birds are frightened, and it sounds terrifying and terrifying.

Xiang Gong turned over neatly, controlling every movement as silently as possible, and the cat secretly looked behind a big tree.

The source of the sound was in the direction of the old lady's cabin, and in the faint moonlight, two bright lights flashed in a trance.

"Be quiet!"

"You should be quiet, don't scare the old lady. Hey, is the old man's snoring cured? ”

"Are you blind, don't you hear the silence?"

"You're blind, who said quiet? Don't you hear the crickets chirping? ”

"Go, go, is your father a cricket?"

"Your dad is a cricket, idiot......"

"You idiot......"

"You, you, you......"

……

Xiang Gong heard that these two people were simply a pair of living treasures.

However, one thing is certain, they should all be the sons of the old lady.

It's just that the brotherhood shown in this kind of fighting makes Xiang Gong's advantages familiar.

Could it be ......

"Who?"

Suddenly, a shout broke Xiang Gongde's speculation, and when he looked up, he saw two figures flying over and knocking down a bright ......

Skull?

Xiang Gong was shocked, and when he looked back, sure enough, Xuanzang was gone.

Rub, that shiny braincase, wouldn't it be Xuanzang?