"Oh, what a cute little friend, how old are you, come, Uncle Monk hug ......"

The sound of "plopping" came one after another, and the whole village collectively rushed to the street, and the poor breeze was held in Xuanzang's arms, enjoying Xuanzang's gentle touch from the top of his head, with a look of lovelessness.

"Haha......"

I can still laugh now, I'm afraid it's only Xiang Gong's gang, Qingfeng endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it.

"I warn you, let me down!"

Qingfeng looked serious, with three points of majesty, three points of anger, three points of embarrassment, and one point of anger, the villagers realized that the problem was big, but in this situation, except for the village chief, who dared to come forward?

The village chief suddenly felt a chill down his spine, shivered, his face twisted, and bared his teeth to show that he was no longer willing to be this wronged leader.

Fortunately, Wukong felt that it was better to stop in moderation, so he said to Xuanzang: "Little monk, what you are holding is the little master of Wuzhuang Temple!" ”

"Ouch", Xuanzang screamed, the breeze fell to the ground instantly, and fell into a rolling gourd with a plop, his face was blue and white, but after all, he gritted his teeth and said: "Everyone, please come to my Wuzhuang Temple to rest for a while......"

Qingfeng said, Pi Xiaorou invited a few people to get into the car without smiling, Xiang Gong was not polite, so he got into the car, and everyone followed.

It wasn't until Xiang Gong and his entourage disappeared on the road leading to the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain that the old village chief patted his forehead and understood something.

"This Xiang Gong is a person who can't be messed with! I'm ...... Alas, what a ghost is confused, why make trouble for him? Alas......"

Xiang Gong couldn't hear the old village chief's confession, and at this moment they had already entered the range of Wanshou Mountain.

Although Wanshou Mountain is a branch of Lingshan, it also has completely different geographical characteristics from Lingshan, mainly because it also has a dark vein, communicating Kunlun, and the two mountain ranges are staggered, which makes this Wanshou Mountain have a more complex topography.

Along the way, there are dangerous peaks and abrupt, gentle slopes winding, strange rocks, winding paths, and everyone can see the heart.

Finally, come to a sparse forest on the mountainside, the trees in the sparse forest are high and towering, turn two corners, there is a solemn and solemn Taoist temple in front of you, the Taoist temple is simple and simple, diffuse a natural taste, and the sparse forest is integrated, it is natural.

Xiang Gong looked at it and wondered a little, with such an architectural pattern, it stands to reason that its owner should be an open person with hills and valleys.

But the servants follow the master, and the apprentices inherit the shape of the master, this Qingfeng Mingyue two, in addition to the name has a little meaning, they are simply philistines, how can their master have such an open pattern?

With Xiang Gong's cranky thoughts, the convoy has come to the Taoist temple, Xiang Gong got out of the car and raised his head, and saw the plaque hanging in front of the mountain gate on the three big characters of Wuzhuang Temple, which also looked heroic and uninhibited, unrestrained and free, and the following was the town Yuanzi.

Xiang Gong was even more puzzled, the word is like its person, looking at this word, Zhen Yuanzi should not be a layman.

Along the way, whether it is the environment, scenery, architecture or even calligraphy, it is completely different from what Xiang Gong imagined, a person who has mastered a huge fruit supply network is actually a Taoist priest, and it doesn't look like a mortal man chasing fame and fortune at all.

Can this kind of person do anything to ruin someone else with a few broken fruits?

"Weird, weird!" Xiang Gong muttered.

"Huh?" Qingfeng didn't hear it clearly, and turned around and wondered.

"Oh, nothing, I said it's a beautiful place, it's a paradise!"

"That's nature, my master is extraordinary, I'm afraid there is no second such character in this world!" Qingfeng and Mingyue said in unison.

"Oh? Then we're really going to meet Venerable Master! "Xiang Gong is now fearless, the Journey to the West team has been assembled, who else can stop him?

Although Zhen Yuanzi caused a lot of trouble to Wukong in the original book, in the end, he and Wukong's Jinlan righteousness was achieved, and there would be no big problems in this mortal world of Journey to the West.

"It's really unfortunate that the family teacher went on a long trip to the Snow Mountain, and I'm afraid that I will have to meet Xiang Gongzi." Mingyue replied proudly.

"Eh, it's a pity!" Xiang Gong said, under the guidance of the breeze, he entered the Wuzhuang Temple.

The courtyard decorations and gardens in Wuzhuang Temple once again confirm Xiang Gong's inference about the image of Zhen Yuanzi.

Qingfeng Mingyue arranged a guest room for a few people, and then slipped out, and Xiang Gong and Wukong began to discuss their plans.

"The ginseng fruit is so precious, it must not be like the rausch seeds in this pot, everywhere." Xiang Gong set aside a potted plant on the table, and on the green leaves of the potted plant, there was a delicate red flower.

Wukong nodded, "Well, I'll go out for a walk later, look around, and call you if I find something." ”

"Well, Cheng, they asked, and I said you went to Gong Gong......"

"No one will ask me, you have to be careful, after all, someone is watching you all the time."

"Don't worry, it's not as serious as you said, Yu'er just cares about me a little more than others."

"Cut, just your heart, I'm leaving, by the way, you'd better think about it, if this ginseng fruit is picked, do you give it to Xiaobailong, she ......"

"Go on, when did you learn to be so long-winded as a little monk?"

"It's just with you......"

Wukong opened the window as he spoke, looked around, and made sure that no one saw it, so he jumped out, and a few ups and downs, disappeared from Xiang Gong's sight.

Xiang Gong thought about Wukong's last sentence, couldn't help laughing, leaned back on the chair with the back of his head, and the shadow of the little white dragon flashed in front of his eyes.

At this time, in the room of the breeze and the bright moon not far away, the familiar white shadow appeared.

White-clothed, white-robed, snow-white cloak, the white dragon envoy took off the hat of the cloak, turned around, and leaked a cold face, it was really the little white dragon Ao Yu

"White Dragon Envoy, your subordinates are polite." The breeze and the moon saluted.

"Well, you're still alert, I'll ask him for a reward for you." Xiao Bailong said politely, sat down unceremoniously and asked, "Where did Zhen Yuanzi go?" ”

"Well, this, the tutor never reveals his whereabouts to us, this may be his habit."

"Tutor? Oh, it seems that in the past ten years, you have really developed some master-apprentice affection for him! The little white dragon said indifferently.

Qingfeng Mingyue seemed to have received a thunderbolt from the sky, and knelt down in fear and said: "The white dragon envoy Ming Cha, his subordinates have no such intention, but they are just used to it on weekdays." ”

"Hmph, it's better to be so, I'm here this time for two things, one is to remind you, don't forget what he told you about it.

As for the second one, I want to hear what you plan to do with Xiang Gong! ”

Xiao Bailong suddenly asked, Qingfeng and Mingyue were suddenly surprised, glanced at each other, and saw a little hesitation in each other's eyes.