The four Tang monks and apprentices originally wanted to make a fire to keep warm, but when they thought that there were sweet potatoes in their luggage, they took them out and roasted them.

After a while, the aroma is overflowing.

Even Zhen Yuanzi outside smelled it and wanted to satisfy his hunger.

"It's so fragrant, Brother Monkey, it's almost there!"

Bajie stared.

"Master, here you first!"

Or Wukong is filial, and bake one to Tang Seng first.

"It's really grinding, I'm dying of hunger!"

Bajie snatched a half-baked sweet potato and gnawed wildly.

"It tastes really good."

Tang Seng nodded, the sweet potatoes in Wuzhuang Guan have some fairy energy, not to mention, eating them can increase lifespan.

The four masters and apprentices were in Zhen Yuanzi's sleeves, eating very happily, and they didn't look like they were imprisoned at all.

"Hmph, see how long you can hold on!"

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, the three apprentices are hungry and can't die, and Tang Seng is a mortal, can he carry it?

When they were eating, suddenly among the four masters and apprentices, there was a sound of weak mosquitoes and flies.

Burst!

The sound is familiar, someone is farting!

Originally, the space was not large, and the smell was difficult to escape, which was to suffocate people.

"Idiot, let you eat less, what should I do if I smoke the master, and I can't learn from it?"

Goku is dissatisfied.

"Dead monkey, you wronged me!"

Bajie is gone.

"You digest quickly, who else but you?"

Wukong analyzed.

"Anyway, it's not me, as soon as Bi Ma Wen has something bad, he will push it on my old pig, woo, master, you have to make the decision for me!"

Bajie ran to Tang Seng and began to be coquettish.

"Ahem, it's actually me."

Senior Brother Sha stood up in embarrassment.

Everyone was stunned, Sha Seng was loyal and honest, and he was reliable, how could he deliberately fart and make a sound?

"Master, I don't know, my stomach just hurts a little!"

Sha Seng said embarrassedly.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Bajie squatted down holding his stomach and said painfully, "Lao Sha, your stomach ache is still infectious, and you are miserable!" ”

Even Tang Seng's lower abdomen was slightly painful.

"Not good!"

Tang Seng frowned, "Ginseng fruit and sweet potato, an extremely cold thing, a warm thing, eating together will have a rejection reaction." ”

Tang Seng is a modern person and a food lover, and he knows a lot.

"Ginseng fruit is an extremely cold thing, with the characteristics of high protein, low fat, low sugar, etc., and is rich in amino acids and trace elements."

"Sweet potatoes are sweet and warm, can smooth the intestines and laxative, strengthen the stomach and invigorate qi. It contains more cellulose, which can absorb water in the intestines, increase the volume of stool, and cause laxative effect. ”

Tang Seng now understands that it is no wonder that the boy gave ginseng fruit before, and there were ice cubes underneath it in order to maintain the extremely cold taste.

"Master, what you said is so right, eating together has a laxative effect, my old pig can't hold it anymore!"

Zhu Bajie shouted anxiously.

When he was in Wuzhuangguan, he ate the most ginseng fruits, and his body had the greatest rejection reaction, which was also normal.

"Idiot, don't pull it here!"

Wukong reminded.

"Senior brother is right, second senior brother, you bear with it first!"

Sha Seng also persuaded.

Puff puff!

Bajie held back, but still accidentally popped out a few serial sounds.

"It stinks, it's no good, I need oxygen for the teacher!"

Tang Seng pinched his nose.

"Master, my old pig tries to restrain ......"

Puff puff......

Before the words were finished, Bajie came with two more.

"Master, I can't help it!"

I saw Bajie squatting down and taking off his outer pants, followed by a deafening sound.

Boom Boom!

Continuous, a thousand miles!

Bajie actually had diarrhea, and it was sprayed on Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve.

Tang Seng couldn't bear to take a second look, and immediately used the Dafa of holding his breath.

After some catharsis, Bajie lifted his buttocks, rubbed the inner wall of Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve, and picked up the sweet potatoes on the ground that had not been eaten.

"Master, if you don't eat it, it's all wasted!"

"It's all yours!"

Wukong waved his hand, holding back the monkey's face red.

……

Zhen Yuanzi heard the stinky fart sound inside, his face was blue and white for a while, and his lungs were about to explode.

"Enough of you!"

Zhen Yuanzi was furious, his cuffs shook, and he threw several people out.

It doesn't matter if you throw it, sweet potatoes and pig feces are mixed together, sticking everywhere in the sleeves, golden and eye-catching.

"What kind of apprentice there is, what kind of master there is, Tang Sanzang, get out of here!"

Zhen Yuanzi roared, and the sound exploded in the air.

connived at the apprentice's fart in his sleeves, and did not put his earth immortal ancestor in his eyes at all.

Tang Seng and the others all rolled to the ground, fell seven meat and eight vegetables, and found that they had arrived at Wuzhuang Temple.

"It's over, Zhen Yuanzi lost his temper!"

Tang Seng was ready to say some good things, at least drag it until the Bodhisattva came to the rescue.

As soon as he raised his head, Tang Seng was stunned.

Zhen Yuanzi's face was stuck with some yellow things.

When he flicked his sleeves just now, he deliberately increased his movements, which looked very stylish, and Zhen Yuanzi deliberately did this, just to pretend to be forced.

The consequence is that everything in the sleeve is spilled.

Originally, Zhen Yuanzi was angry, and Tang Seng didn't want to add fuel to the fire.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you have something on your face, it's so good-looking!"

Wukong had nothing to do, which scared Tang Seng into fear.

"What?!"

Zhen Yuanzi dipped his finger in it and asked.

"This is a sweet potato, picked from your backyard, Zhenyuan Daxian is worthy of being the ancestor of the earth immortals, there are many treasures at home, and the sweet potato tastes very good!"

Tang Seng sent a sycophant, and at the same time prayed that Wukong would stop talking nonsense.

"The things in my backyard are naturally treasures!"

When Zhen Yuanzi heard the praise, he became proud, and said proudly, "This is not an ordinary sweet potato, you can live for ten more years if you smell it, and you can live for fifty more years if you eat it once!" ”

Thinking of the aroma of Tang Seng's roasted sweet potatoes before, Zhen Yuanzi secretly wiped the 'sweet potato' on his face into his mouth and tasted it secretly.

This action almost made Tang Seng vomit on the spot!

The color of the sweet potato, and pig feces are easily recognizable.

"Hey, why does it taste weird, with the umami of ginseng fruit?"

Zhen Yuanzi tsked his tongue.

Of course, there will be the taste of ginseng fruit, because of the boiled pot of ginseng fruit, Bajie ate most of it, and it is strange that there is no taste of it in the.

"That's the taste of sweet potatoes, probably because we roast them differently!"

Tang Seng hurriedly explained.

Sha Seng saw the master's intention and followed: "Because we roast it with pig hair, it is normal for the taste to be different!" ”

"That's it!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded.

Tang Seng's heart fell to the ground, but fortunately it did not arouse Zhen Yuanzi's suspicion.

Bajie had diarrhea just now, and he was in a daze after falling down.

Now seeing what Zhen Yuanzi tasted on his face, he shouted in surprise: "Master, look, he actually ate my!" ”

"Bajie, what nonsense!"

Tang Seng was in a hurry, and he was so angry that he almost turned his back on it.

"Second Senior Brother, the master finally came up with a lie, how much effort it took, do you know?"

The sand monk stomped his foot angrily.

"Oh, that's it, my old pig retracts what I just said, you eat sweet potatoes."

Bajie knew that he was in trouble, pulled the pig's ears, and weakly retreated to the side.

Zhen Yuanzi wiped off some of the rest of his face and sniffed it.

The face has changed dramatically!

Just now the worm attacked, blindly believed.

Now think about it, what is this not pig?

"Okay, it's just a fart in my sleeve, and it's still shit!"

Zhen Yuanzi's face was flushed, and he jumped like thunder.

Shame!

"Come on, set up an oil pot for me, and blow up the four Tang monks and apprentices now!"

Looking at the yellow filth in his sleeves, Zhen Yuanzi's internal anger burst out, and his shirt shattered instantly.