The two listened to the sound of the water, found a small stream, and planned to set up camp.

Hou Fei washed his face in the cold stream water, took off his shoes and socks, soaked his feet in the water, washed his shoes and socks, shook them in the mountain wind, and then put them on the boulder on the side to dry.

When I looked back, I found that the bald head was already leaning against a dead tree, holding a kettle in one hand and a steamed bun from Liu Orion's house in the other.

"Apprentice, there are still some of this cake in the master's hand, do you want to taste it?"

Tang Seng saw Hou Fei looking over, and flattered the food in his hand, and got a reply from Hou Fei with a disgusted face, "Master, you sit here, don't run around, be careful of getting lost, I'll go find some dry firewood nearby, and tonight I will correct the tiger meat on the spot." ”

Tang Seng saw that he could not persuade him, so he waved his hand weakly, "As a teacher, he is not a child of three or two years old, so he naturally knows, you can go!" ”

Not long after Hou Fei left, an old woman suddenly appeared by the stream.

The woman was holding a cotton robe with a flower hat on it, and she was smiling and walking towards Tang Seng.

Tang Seng was startled at first, and hurriedly protected the donkey and leaned against the dead tree with a Zen stick, and then saw that the old woman was trembling and trembling, and it was not easy to walk, and compassion rose in his heart, and he hurriedly went over to help him.

"Old donor, but the neighborhood? It's getting late, so please go home early. ”

After the old woman approached, she didn't leave, found a gravel and sat down, looked at Tang Seng and smiled playfully, and asked tentatively: "You are an elder from there, why are you lonely and miserable here?" ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk is the one who went to the west to worship the living Buddha and seek the truth in the Tang Dynasty by holy order."

The old woman said: "The Western Buddha is the boundary of Tianzhu in the Great Leiyin Temple, and there are 108,000 miles to go here. How can you get a solo horse like you, without a partner or an apprentice! ”

"Amitabha, do not hide from the old benefactor, the poor monk received an apprentice the day before yesterday, outstanding martial arts, can kill the tiger with his bare hands, and deep understanding of Buddhism, clever people, it is really rare, but only converted to Buddhism not long ago, bad habits are difficult to change, the poor monk is going to chant the scriptures for him every day, and lead it to the right path as soon as possible."

The old woman's face softened, and she asked again, "Your disciple is a stone monkey with a thunderous mouth?" ”

Tang Seng was stunned, and the stone monkey who kept screaming and scolding at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain flashed in his mind, and he shook his head and said: "My apprentice is not a stone monkey, but a traveler who also came to the Eastern Tang Dynasty. ”

Now it was the old woman's turn to be surprised.

She hurriedly put down the cotton coat and hat in her hand, pinched her fingers and counted for a while, her complexion also changed, and she muttered: "But the sky has changed." ”

"That's it, Elder, since you have helped the old man for a ride, I will give this cotton coat and flower hat to your master and apprentice, so as to keep a thought, and when your apprentice comes back, you can let him put on a cotton coat and a flower hat, so as to complete your master-apprentice friendship."

"I also have a mantra here, called 'Centering Mantra', also known as 'Tightening Mantra'. If your disciple does not listen to the call in the future, you can recite this mantra silently, and you will be able to hold him in your hands. ”

The old woman finished the spell and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Tang Seng was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

In his mind, he reflected the appearance of the old woman pinching her fingers, and he already guessed in his heart that this old woman must not be mortal.

It's just that why did you come to give him a cotton coat and hat?

Could it be that the reason for this is still on the tight spell?

Tang Seng is not a stupid person, the speculation in his heart has gradually approached the truth, just when he hesitated in place, Hou Fei's puzzled voice came from behind him, "What is the master holding in his hand?" ”

Tang Seng's body trembled, secretly stabilized his mind, slowly turned around, and squeezed out a smile full of compassion on his face, "Apprentice, you and I have known each other for two days, and I don't know who your surname is, but it's not right to be a teacher." ”

"Before the teacher became a monk, there was a common name Chen Xuanzang, who was a native of Juxian Zhuang, Hongnong County, Haizhou in the Tang Dynasty, and was later recognized by the Tang King as the royal brother, and gave the country the surname Tang, and called me the royal brother Sanzang, so the name Tang Sanzang."

Hou Fei didn't understand why Tang Seng suddenly got close to him, and piled up the dead branches he found among the rubble, and neatly lit a bonfire.

And he skewered the leg of the tiger with a twig and roasted it on the fire.

is busy with his hands, how can he have time to deal with Tang Seng?

Seeing this, he waved his hand impatiently and said, "My real name is Hou Fei, and I have never taken a legal name. ”

After hearing this, Tang Seng came up enthusiastically with a cotton coat and flower hat, "Disciple, I saw that you jumped up and down very neatly before, this time I went west for 108,000 miles, you and I are both travelers, why don't you take a mixed name and call it a walker, how about it?" ”

Hou Fei...... Hou Xing ...... Walker Hou, hiss, what kind of mess is this? ”

Hou Fei came to later generations, although he was just an ordinary undergraduate student, but he still had basic aesthetics.

This name cannot be taken indiscriminately.

If you want to take it, you have to take a loud and beautiful one.

At that moment, his eyes rolled, and he shirked: "Master, I forgot before, I actually have a mixed name, and the friends in my hometown have called me since I was a child...... Brother Hou. ”

"Brother Hou? What kind of quirky name is this? ”

Tang Seng read it twice, and always felt a little embarrassed.

Hou Fei retorted: "It's not weird, it's not weird, but it sounds very loud, and you will become proficient if you read it a few more times." ”

"Master doesn't know, most of my playmates since childhood are mischievous, like to throw cannons into the pit, and I have always been helpful and especially good at convincing people with reason, every time those playmates argue with me, I will stretch out five fingers, put them together, and ask them what this is, and after a few times, my playmates all bowed to me under my slap, and gave me such a loud mixed name."

"It's just a mix, and it's up to you."

Tang Seng leaned his face forward again, and his smile became more loving, "Apprentice, you and I have known each other, I have been rescued by you many times before, and there is nothing to give you as a teacher, this time I borrow flowers to send Buddha, you give it a try, does it fit?" ”

After speaking, he sent the cotton clothes and flower hat in his hand forward.

"Huh! New clothes and new hats, I just left for a while, where did this bald head come from? ”

Hou Fei glanced at it twice, and always felt that something was wrong.

The main reason is that the smile on the bald face is a little too attentive, just like the appearance of the licking dog kneeling and licking the goddess in the previous life.

Could it be that he is trying to figure out his body?

Bah!

Hou Fei remembered the beautiful picture of the two men fencing each other on the bed, and hurriedly expelled this strange thought that suddenly appeared from his mind, and at the same time gave birth to a trace of vigilance in his heart.

"Master, where did you get this cloak from?"

"This ...... I was given to it by an old woman just now. ”

"Old woman...... Hat ......"

Hou Fei's body trembled, and a chill burst out of Leng Buding's heart, "Old woman, hat, monk, a man and a woman, a small forest by the river...... Something is wrong, could it be that Guanyin Bodhisattva is not at ease and sent him a tight mantra? ”

Hiss!

He gasped.

I only felt that the chrysanthemum was coated with a touch of cool oil, and I almost jumped up in shock.