After a few days and nights, we finally arrived in this country that is famous in history.

The hawkers along the street, all kinds of melons and fruit snacks, gradually blinded me.

The foodie attribute was exposed again, and he forgot the purpose of coming here for a while.

"The world is big, pregnant women are the biggest, just buy whatever you want to eat, you don't have to save money for your husband." Qin Luo put away the four monsters that were not like pulling a cart, and then took out a bulging purse from his arms and put it in the palm of my hand.

I stretched out my hand and tossed it casually, it was quite heavy.

Cuilan looked worried and sad, although she knew that she was dreaming of returning to the west, she still couldn't help but be nervous.

I once asked Qin Luo if we returned to history in a dream, so whether all this was true or false.

And even if we find Zhu Bajie, the answer we get is the refraction of Cuilan's heart or the truth.

Although the history of China is eternal, there is indeed a person named Sanzang in history, but how can those who are Wukong and Eight Precepts prove it!

My abnormality was quickly noticed by Qin Luo.

But at the moment, I was in his eyes, and everything was attributed to being pregnant, so I was in a bad mood.

Even if I don't want it, those delicious and fun things are like tricks, and they all stuff into my hands.

"Arlo..."

Soon, my hands and Cuilan's two hands were occupied by large bags and small bags, looking at the man's face that was still in high spirits, I really didn't know if we were born with the wrong gender.

"What's wrong? There's glutinous rice dumplings there, I'll take you to eat! ”

Qin Luo said, and he was about to take me to the small stall to sit.

Although the body in this dream is not mine, the instinctive reaction of a pregnant woman is still very obvious.

With a slight stimulus, I felt my whole stomach twitching.

Sweat came out mischievously and soon wet my hair.

"Arlo..."

I only felt that my lower abdomen was constantly falling, and I was crooked on Qin Luo's body, moaning weakly, and there were little stars in front of me, as well as countless contemptuous little eyes from everyone.

Originally, the huge difference in appearance between us was big enough, and at this moment, coupled with my weird posture, it was even more disgusting.

"Anzhi, where is it uncomfortable!" Qin Luo stretched out his hand and pulled me aside, and streams of pure spiritual power flowed into my body along his hand.

"No, it's just a little like throwing up, can you take your stinky tofu away!"

Qin Luo frowned, casually lifted the bowl next to him, and walked towards the restaurant with me in his arms.

The noisy street suddenly fell silent, as if someone had pressed the tentative button.

I don't know who shouted, there are immortals, and the entire Chang'an City is boiling.

I was sticking my head out to look, when a big hand struck me on the head, and I lost consciousness in an instant.

Before I passed out, I seemed to hear Qin Luoyin's unpredictable laughter: "Madam, with me, you don't need to look at other men anymore, since that's the case, then you can sleep well." ”

I...

Is it okay for the world to just wonder what the gods look like?

It's a pity that he couldn't hear my complaints, and I just slept with resentment, and I felt like my body was shaking all the time, and I didn't seem to be in bed.

When I opened my eyes again, I had already arrived at the palace.

What made me speechless the most was that I was still placed on a simple stretcher, and Qin Luo next to me was looking at me with a smile.

was about to get up, but was held down by a pair of plain hands.

Raising his eyes, he was wearing a plain white Cuilan, although the skirt did not have any cumbersome patterns, and there was only a jade hairpin on his head, but it looked like that, he was indeed dressed in hardcover.

I don't know if Qin Luo also blessed her, the woman's pink face was so tender that it was about to drip water.

Thinking of my old woman's body, I suddenly felt that sleeping was also an excellent thing.

It's just that I can't help it, and soon a somewhat honest voice came from my ears, and then I was lifted up again, and when I walked to a bamboo bed, Qin Luo suddenly picked me up with a hand.

It was a man in his twenties, holding a folding fan with feng shui diagrams drawn on it.

But what she is wearing is a monk's robe that she can only wear when she is a monk, and the strange thing is that this girl has long hair, and her white little face is round, which is quite a bit of Pan An's color.

"Madam, offended." As he spoke, he took out a piece of cloth and put it on my wrist, I glanced at Qin Luo hesitantly, and the man pursed his lips and smiled reservedly.

No, how did I come up with the word reserved.

I lay quietly, my eyes scanning the surroundings boringly, not to mention, the degree of restoration of the TV series is still very high.

At this moment, the Tang Dynasty is a prosperous and prosperous world, and even the palace maids are wearing exquisite silk and satin, and there are more or less ornaments on their heads.

"The fetus in Madame's womb will soon be full-term, everything is normal, but—" He suddenly looked up, a trace of confusion flashing across his face.

Qin Luo tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Master, it's okay to say it. ”

"It's just that I can't even figure out when they will be born, and the aura in this child's body doesn't look like it..."

"Master." Qin Luo interrupted him.

The man's face tightened, and he looked a little more solemn.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then he took a few steps back, and the hard stone bench fell to the ground and shattered.

For a while, the entire hall was silent, and everyone's eyes converged here.

"Wu Neng, what's wrong?" A red-robed monk spoke, I raised my eyes, isn't this our dear uncle Tang Seng, with red lips and white teeth, but it is really eye-catching.

But I'm a little fat, and I guess although it's hard along the way, the food is still very good. After all, there are still three thugs here.

"It's fine. I just met a senior. ”

"Senpai?" The fat monk shook his brows, stood up from the ground, and the crowd automatically split a way. The four Tang monks and apprentices surrounded me and Qin Luo.

Sun Wukong made trouble in the underworld, and he recognized Qin Luo at a glance.

In an instant, an unnatural look flashed on his face, and he muttered something in his master's ear in a low voice.

"A few donors, can you move on to it?"

"Naturally, it is our honor to listen to the master's preaching."

Qin Luo smiled gently, but with a strong sense of alienation.

Soon, a bald old monk walked up to the highest altar and announced the end of today's medical practice.

We were taken to a spacious meditation room, and the thoughtful little novice brought me a chair with a mattress and helped me sit on it.

"I don't know which lord your Excellency is from the underworld?" After everyone was seated, Tang Seng spoke.

Qin Luo took a sip of the teacup and said softly, "Under Qin Luo." ”

"Qin Luo?" Tang Sanzang rolled his big eyes and pondered for a moment before he said uncertainly: "But that Lord who is in charge of the underworld and the underworld?" ”

"Yes." Qin Luo said in a low voice.

The underworld? Isn't it just Hades? This is the first time I have mentioned this place from someone else's mouth, and I have always thought that the underworld is the underworld, and it seems that there is a little secret in the man that I don't know.

I threw a small ethereal look at him, the corners of Qin Luo's mouth twitched, and he changed the topic very wittily.

"This is my wife, but we are not here because of the children."

"That's..."

Qin Luo didn't speak, and Cuihua, who had been standing behind me without saying a word, suddenly walked out.

Slowly raised her head, her black eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, her lips trembled, she hesitated for a long time, and finally said a complete sentence.

"Gao Laozhuang Gao Cuilan, I have seen four masters..."

The cup of the monkey fell to the ground.

Tang Seng blushed.

The honest sand monk smiled, and urinated with a black face.

Only Bajie, the man who had just given me the pulse, looked at us with a blinded face, and his eyes were puzzled except for doubt.

After a while, he suddenly spoke.

It's just that the words that came out made Cuilan tremble to the ground.

"Do we know this girl?"

"Ahem, ahem, master, my throat is itchy, I'll go out and find the little monk to ask for some water." The monkey said that he was about to go out, but was stopped by Tang Seng.

"Wukong, isn't there tea in this house? If you don't drink enough, will the master give you this cup? ”

Tang Seng's chubby face was full of smiles, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

The monkey scratched his head, glanced at Bajie with some uneasiness, and sat down in the corner.

Although Bajie looks like he has lost his memory, his nature is still there, and he is still very gentle with his sister.

was about to reach out to help Cuilan, but was blocked by the woman.

Cuilan stood up stubbornly and said coldly: "No, I recognized the wrong person, my lord, madam, my wish has been fulfilled." ”

Qin Luo looked at me incomprehensibly, without words.

I tugged at her sleeve and pulled her to my side.

The hand in the wide sleeve was trembling, and I reached out and touched it, and there was already a piece of sweat inside.

If it weren't for the crowd, I'm afraid her tears would have fallen.

I gently patted her on the shoulder, pulled her behind me, and looked into Zhu Bajie's eyes.

The man's gaze is very gentle, not so obscene or frivolous as it is rumored.

If it is about figure, it is even a few points better than Tang Seng.

"Why does Madame look at me like this? The little monk really doesn't know this girl. ”

I looked at him quietly, quietly exerting force, gathering spiritual power in my eyes again.

Under the irradiation of the golden pupils, I finally found the crux of the problem, on Bajie's head, there was a faint circle of golden iron rings, and there was a layer of fracture in the middle, which seemed to have been cut by someone with external force.

An ominous premonition swirled in my head, and I looked up at Sun Wukong, and sure enough, there was also a golden ring on the monkey's head, but the ring was brand new and there was no trace of wear and tear.

But before he could think about it, a strong light suddenly burst out in the monkey's eyes.