As the monkey quickly disappeared into the air on the auspicious clouds, the old man realized that Tang Sanzang was not talking.

The one who can master the art of soaring clouds and fog is not a demon or a monster, that is the heavenly immortals.

In other words, the three disciples under Tang Sanzang were all gods of heaven?

Immediately, the old man's attitude immediately changed greatly, and the degree of enthusiasm and suitability can be described as a world of difference, not only let the kitchen reopen the fire and cook a good meal, but also hurriedly ordered the servants to tidy up the guest room and let Tang Sanzang and his party place their luggage and stay to rest.

However, when this delicious meal entered Tang Sanzang's mouth, it felt tasteless, like chewing wax.

It wasn't that this meal was made in a hurry, the taste was perfunctory, and it was difficult to swallow, it was true that Tang Sanzang was worried and worried.

If Tang Sanzang's guess in his heart was correct, then the boy and girl murdered by the Inspiration King were not a couple a year, but a boy and girl who were eating every day.

It's just that yesterday was Zhaojia Village, today it is the turn of this Chenjia Village, and the day after tomorrow it will be to Wangjia Village......

"What? Master, but these fasting meals are not delicious? ”

After Zhu Bajie, who was devouring everything, swept away the food in front of him, he found Tang Sanzang's blank expression and asked.

"It's okay, my appetite is not very good today......

Tang Sanzang also pushed the meal in front of Zhu Bajie and said. "Food is hard to come by, and don't waste it, Bajie eats it for the teacher, and the teacher is full."

Then, Tang Sanzang put down his chopsticks, walked into the courtyard, and looked up at the starry night sky.

"Brother Holy Monk, are you alright?"

Sensing that Tang Sanzang's mood was wrong, Ao Yu, who followed Tang Sanzang closely, asked softly.

"No problem." Tang Sanzang shook his head slightly and said.

"Otherwise, Ao Yu will blow a conch to the holy monk's brother, maybe you will be in a better mood." Ao Yu, who always wanted to join the "band", suggested with concern, thinking that he could perform in front of the holy monk brother and please the holy monk's brother.

However, Tang Sanzang's slightly melancholy expression stiffened slightly.

Blowing conch?

Once, Tang Sanzang thought that Ao Yu's blowing conch would be such a clever skill and how beautiful the sound would be, but when Ao Yu took out a giant conch taller than her for the first time and blew it in the deep mountains and forests......

That picture reminded Tang Sanzang of the "lion roar skill" of a certain chartered wife!

It was so terrifying that the sound waves swept across the space, the trees toppled and the sky cracked, as if Ao Yu was not blowing a conch, but a war horn to cut down the heavens.

Since then, Tang Sanzang no longer dared to mention the matter of blowing conch in front of Ao Yu, and he didn't plan to let her learn any musical instrument.

The sound is too deafening, and the most important thing is that Ao Yu's conch is really an indiscriminate attack, a big treasure that can frighten countless living beings.

And now that the night is getting darker, many villagers in Chenjia Village have begun to sleep, if Ao Yu is allowed to come here, I am afraid that many innocent villagers can be sent away on the spot.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, and gently calmed Ao Yudao.

"No, Yu'er, your conch is not suitable for this place, and Yu'er just stays quietly by the poor monk's side, which can already make the poor monk's mood better."

"Uh-huh." Ao Yu was naturally overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't help but show a sweet smile, his eyes were bent into the shape of a crescent moon, and the beauty of the arc was better than the crescent moon in the night sky.

After another moment of effort, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng swept away the rest of the fasting food except for leaving a meal for the monkey, and took the initiative to wash the dishes and clean them up, they didn't dare to mess around when they understood that the master's mood had been a little wrong today, and they just quietly accompanied Tang Sanzang around, waiting for the monkey's return.

Soon, with an auspicious cloud flying away, the monkey jumped straight in front of Tang Sanzang from mid-air, squatting slightly, the tiger skin scarf around his neck stretched long like a cloak extending out.

"Knock ......"

In order to avoid raising dust into Tang Sanzang's eyes, the monkey also deliberately used cushioning techniques when it landed, resulting in a sound that was not loud, but a little light feathers landed elegantly.

"Goku, how's it going?" Before the monkey could speak, Tang Sanzang, who was anxious, took the initiative to ask.

"Master, you are right, my grandson flew up and down the Tongtian River, and the number of villages settled along the river was at least four hundred, and my grandson randomly selected more than ten villagers from different villages to dream, and the situation obtained was almost the same as that of Chenjiazhuang, and it was also necessary to offer a pair of boys and girls in the village every year to the king of inspiration."

The monkey hurriedly reported the situation in general.

"Good...... Very good ......"

Tang Sanzang laughed angrily and praised this time.

"What a king of inspiration, how can he still have such a means, knowing that he can't fish with all his might, but carry out this kind of sustainable development, a demon who can clear the difference between a saturation and a full meal? Very good, this is the Dharma wisdom you learned from Avalokiteshvara with great compassion and compassion? ”

"Avalokiteshvara?"

Listening to Tang Sanzang's words, the monkey and the others were stunned.

And at this moment, according to the return of the servant, the old man who knew that Tang Sanzang had basically not used the fast meal hurriedly arrived and asked with concern.

"Holy monk, but the right food is not very tasty? The little old man then asked his subordinates to cook again, so that the holy monk could eat again. ”

"No need ......"

Tang Sanzang didn't have any intention to enjoy the meal at this moment, and after waving his hand slightly to stop it, he said. "Old donor, I wonder if you can let the poor monk meet the two children who are about to be sacrificed by the donor's family?"

The old man had a hesitant look on his face, and then as if he had thought of something, he happily ordered the servant to take the two children out.

Immediately, I saw two pink-carved children being brought out by the domestic servant, both of them were seven or eight years old, and their big eyes like black grapes were full of innocence.

And the old man also introduced the names, ages, and even birthdays of the two children to Tang Sanzang respectively.

Obviously, this old man also guessed Tang Sanzang's thoughts, so he tried to seize this glimmer of hope to keep his child with great cooperation.

"Wukong, Bajie, I wonder if you can use the art of change to become the appearance of these two children?" Tang Sanzang turned his head to the monkey and Zhu Bajie and asked.

Immediately, the monkey's body turned into the same appearance as the boy, and there was no difference in demeanor and demeanor, even the clothes on his body were the same, but there was some difference, that is, the boy transformed by the monkey was still dragging a long tiger skin scarf.

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ps: Today's third shift is a little late, everyone will forgive me, right? I knew you would choose to forgive me......