After staying by Tang Sanzang's side for a few days, the monkey couldn't hold back that lonely heart for a long time, but he was afraid of Tang Sanzang's fist, and when he couldn't find a suitable reason, the monkey really didn't dare to make a mistake.

And now, Tang Sanzang took the initiative to find the meal by himself, and the monkey was immediately moved, and immediately showed a little embarrassment.

"Master, where can I find you food in the wilderness here? Why don't I hunt some tiger meat and rabbit meat for you to satisfy your hunger? ”

The monkey's careful thinking, Tang Sanzang actually saw it in his eyes, if it was usual, maybe he would push the boat down the river, so he agreed to this monkey, but now Tang Sanzang, who had other plans, could only excuse himself.

"Wukong, you have entered my Buddha's empty door, you must know that it is taboo for monks to eat meat, and if you are a teacher, you will starve to death, and you will never touch the slightest bit of meat."

Immediately, Tang Sanzang paused and asked rhetorically towards the monkey. "Wukong, didn't you say that a somersault of 108,000 miles, just a barren countryside, how could I help you? Could it be that Wukong really wants to starve to death as a teacher? ”

The monkey immediately retorted with a bitter look on his face. "Master, this is wronging my grandson, you must know that my grandson has a somersault of 108,000 miles, but you also need to find the direction, here in the wilderness, but my grandson doesn't know where to eat."

"Hmm......" Tang Sanzang pretended to groan for a moment and said. Wukong, how about giving you an hour for your teacher? ”

"Not enough, not enough......" The monkey waved his hand again and again, his eyes rolled, he jumped in front of Tang Sanzang, stretched out three fingers, and said hehe. Master, in three hours, my grandson will definitely return with a good meal. ”

"You monkey, you really don't know how to count, now it's only noon, give you three hours, won't you have to have dinner as a teacher? Just one hour, not a little. Tang Sanzang glanced at the monkey that was becoming more and more excessive, and said without flinching.

"Either way, no matter what!" The monkey didn't insist, so he simply pushed the boat down the river.

However, just when the monkey wanted to take off the clouds, Tang Sanzang grabbed the monkey's arm and said in a somewhat melancholy tone.

"Wukong, if you leave as a teacher, play with a lot of fun, and never return, and take away the baby purple gold bowl that you eat for your teacher, what should you do as a teacher?"

The monkey was stunned for a moment, and the monkey, who was anxious to go back to Huaguo Mountain to play, patted his chest and said. "Master rest assured, my grandson is the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, who doesn't know the prestige of my grandson, since he promised to accompany Master to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, he will not break his promise."

Tang Sanzang nodded again and again, as if he was a little relieved, but then said. "Wukong's character, I believe in being a teacher, but if you leave as a teacher for an hour, if there are monsters and villains attacking during this period, wouldn't it be bad for you to be a teacher?"

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At this moment, the monkey wanted to ask, monk, are you serious? That fist of yours can even explode on the Five Finger Mountain, and you're still afraid of the Rausch monster villain?

Looking at the monkey's obviously anxious and unsure appearance, Tang Sanzang no longer sold Guanzi, and looked at the monkey's golden hoop stick intentionally or unintentionally and said.

"Wukong, didn't you ever tell your teacher that your awesome stick can change a lot, if you want to be big, if you want to be small, weigh 13,500 catties and be full of spirituality? If you leave your stick to protect your teacher, you can barely deter many people who want to plot against your teacher. ”

"This is the 'Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick', also known as the 'Dinghai God Needle', not a messy rod......" The monkey subconsciously corrected Tang Sanzang, and then he was not ambiguous, and put the golden hoop stick on his shoulder on the ground, and said.

"Okay, my grandson will leave this golden hoop stick, lest you think that my grandson will take your purple gold bowl and never return."

"Good, good, Wukong has a heart." Tang Sanzang immediately showed a satisfied look on his face and bowed his head softly.

Then, after casting a spell on the golden hoop stick, the monkey opened his mouth to explain.

"Master, this wishful golden hoop stick has been spiritual, if there is a monster approaching, it will meet it, and please Master do not move the golden hoop stick at will, it can only recognize my grandson as the master, not someone else can control, in case you accidentally hurt the master, don't blame my grandson for not saying it in advance."

"For the sake of the teacher, Wukong, please go and come back quickly." Seeing that the golden hoop stick was left, Tang Sanzang didn't talk too much nonsense, and urged the monkey to leave.

"My grandson is ...... to go"

Immediately, the monkey soared away with a somersault and disappeared in front of Tang Sanzang in an instant.

Witnessing the monkey's departing figure, Tang Sanzang first circled around the golden hoop stick that was firmly erected on the ground, and then sat down cross-legged facing the golden hoop stick, as if he was chanting sutras in a low voice and practicing Buddhism.

Apart from...... Except for the faint light emitting from the back of Tang Sanzang's head, everything was as usual.

"One, Three, Five ......"

Tang Sanzang, who seemed to be chanting, determined the location and number of the gods and Buddhas who were secretly monitoring him at the moment through the "Light of the Righteous Path" that was vaguely released.

"It seems that there are only five of the gods and Buddhas who are on duty today to protect and monitor the poor monks, so ...... very good."

Tang Sanzang muttered silently, then stood up, pretending to be in a hurry for a while, and then walked in front of the golden hoop stick.

"The only problem now is that no one can use the golden hoop stick that the monkey said is ...... true or false."

Tang Sanzang muttered silently, and his right hand, which was originally made in the shape of a flower, stretched out towards the golden hoop rod and held it tightly.

Raise!

"Huh?"

Completely different from Tang Sanzang's expectations, Tang Sanzang almost unhindered the golden hoop stick that had been passed on to the gods.

"Could it be that the monkey left a fake for the poor monk?"

However, this speculation was soon denied by Tang Sanzang.

After all, the golden rod in his hand faintly conveys a joyful spirituality to himself, and it doesn't look like a fake.

Then the only possibility is...... The charm of the poor monk is so great that the golden hoop stick betrays the monkey, which is good.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang walked towards a steep downhill place that he had chosen a long time ago, carefully going downhill, walking slowly, and everything disappeared for a moment in the sight of the five gods and Buddhas.

"Ah!!h

Then the next moment, in the downhill where many gods and Buddhas couldn't see it, a fierce scream suddenly came out.

"How dare you?!"

Suddenly, with this scream, the five gods and Buddhas hurriedly appeared, and they hurried towards the downhill place in a bad mood.