Have a great Christmas! If you don't have a sister, you can put it to your sister! If you have a sister, you can put more sisters! Look at what I'm talking about! ）

It was getting dark, and the trucks had already driven from the deserted highway into the hustle and bustle of the city. Looking out the window, the neon lights of the street shops are dazzling and colorful, and all kinds of people stroll around with small foods, which is quite comfortable. Zhang Cheng hasn't had this feeling of blending into the crowd for a long time, and I remember that the only time he had this feeling in the world of reincarnation was when he and He Chuli were in Ginza, Tokyo, in "Midnight Bell", but unfortunately that good feeling at that time was quickly ruined by Sadako. However, He Chuli's happy appearance when he ate ice cream for the first time is still fresh in Zhang Cheng's memory. But since seeing He Chuli today, Zhang Cheng has a hunch that such a happy and happy expression will no longer appear on this girl's face.

"Hey, friend, it's here, where are you going?" The truck driver pulled Zhang Cheng back to reality from his imagination, Zhang Cheng did not embarrass him along the way, and now that he has arrived in a densely populated city, Zhang Cheng will not hurt him, so the truck driver is not so nervous, and even affectionately calls Zhang Cheng a friend.

"Oh! Good. Zhang Cheng withdrew his gaze from the window, looked down at his watch, and found that the highlight of Mr. Wu Tian was very close to his current location, obviously it was more convenient to walk than to take a car at this time.

"Thank you, friend, I'll just do it here, we'll meet later." After saying that, Zhang Cheng jumped out of the car, but the truck driver did not say goodbye to Zhang Cheng cordially, but drove the truck away like a fly, it seems that a chick tonight is no longer enough to suppress his full of horror.

Following the instructions of the watch, Zhang Cheng left the bustling street and came to a high mountain on the edge of the city, a spiraling mountain road zigzag and spread up, there is a quaint stone monument next to the entrance of the mountain road, surrounded by weeds, and the stone tablet is engraved with two Chinese characters in italics - Taishan. Zhang Cheng remembered that the mountain was the ancient temple that appeared in the "Dragon Ball" movie, where there was a monk with prophetic powers, and it was here that Wukong learned the use of qi through the point of teacher Wu Tian.

Running up to the top of the mountain in one breath, Zhang Cheng saw a temple with a simple Chinese style sitting on it, pushing open the glazed red temple gate, a spacious courtyard was displayed in front of Zhang Cheng, and there would be a lampstand with flames burning every few minutes, illuminating the courtyard.

"Hello! Anyone? My name is Zhang Cheng, and I'm here to find Teacher Wu Tian. Zhang Cheng felt that it was a bit inappropriate for him to just break in directly, so he stood at the door and shouted.

After a while, a yellow man came out of the back room, this person had gray hair, his clothes were a little sloppy, and the strangest thing was that although his appearance was very majestic and upright, his eyes were extremely obscene. There is no need to guess, this person must be Teacher Wu Tian, that immodest old man.

"Are you Zhang Cheng? I know you! At this time, Teacher Wu Tian seemed serious, and kept looking behind Zhang Cheng, as if he was expecting something. Didn't He Chuli come to that little girl? The next sentence completely revealed the true nature of Teacher Wu Tian.

Zhang Cheng shook his head depressedly, "No, just me, you are Teacher Wutian, right?" I have admired the daimyo for a long time. ”

Teacher Wu Tian shook his head even more depressedly, and waved his hand, "You don't need to come with me, come in with me." After speaking, he turned around and walked into the house, his attitude was obviously a little impatient, it seems that only beautiful women can impress this old man.

Following Mr. Wu Tian into the house, Zhang Cheng found that there was a teenager in the corner who was standing upside down with one hand, and if you look closely, you will find that the hand that the young man supports his body only stretches out an index finger, that is to say, he relies on an index finger to support the weight of the whole body, and the most amazing thing is that his index finger is not in contact with the ground, just hanging upside down in the air, and the air between the finger and the ground is a little fluctuating, a bit like the feeling that the air in the hot summer is blurred due to the high temperature.

Seeing Zhang Cheng walk in, the boy was very happy, turned over and walked towards Zhang Cheng, and stretched out his right hand, "Hello, my name is Wukong, it's nice to meet you." This boy named Goku looks very handsome, but at this time his face has become red due to the long-term handstand congestion, and his not strong figure makes people absolutely not believe that this boy saved the world not long ago.

Zhang Chenggang wanted to shake hands with Wukong, but the teacher Wutian on the side reprimanded: "Did I say you can come down?" Go back and continue, because you feel free to go down and add another hour. Wukong stuck out his tongue at Zhang Cheng, and reluctantly returned to the corner to continue to stand upside down. At this time, Mr. Wu Tian nodded with satisfaction, sat on the chair and picked up a copy of "Playboy" next to him and continued to study, smacking his lips while reading, as if he was sighing why the beauties in these books could not appear in front of him.

This kind of scene made Zhang Cheng feel very embarrassed, and the picture of Teacher Wu Tian enthusiastically setting up a table to entertain him did not appear, and even Zhang Cheng felt that he was a little redundant at this time.

"That, Teacher Wu Tian, can you excuse me?" Looking at Teacher Wu Tian, who was studying "Playboy" with relish and ignoring himself, Zhang Cheng really couldn't help it, because of the strong exercise in the afternoon, the Five Organs Temple had already begun to lodge a serious protest, beating gongs and drums.

Hearing Zhang Cheng calling himself, Mr. Wu Tian reluctantly took his eyes off "Playboy", and it happened that Zhang Cheng's stomach was rumbling at this time. "Hungry? The second door on the left side of the door is the kitchen, where there should be some food, and then go two rooms are guest rooms, you will stay there tonight, I borrowed this book, and I will return it tomorrow, so I have to read it quickly. After speaking, Teacher Wu Tian continued to bow his head and study, no longer paying attention to Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng shook his head helplessly, and walked to the kitchen according to the instructions of Teacher Wu Tian, there was a little lama brushing the bowl inside, it seems that the Qing Xiu of the monastery makes the lamas eat early, go to bed early, and get up early, this kind of life is absolutely not suitable for ordinary people, maybe this is the great power of faith.

After expressing his intentions, the little lama showed an embarrassed expression, lifted the cauldron, pointed to the soup inside, and said: "There are only some radish soup and steamed buns, but unfortunately it is a little cold, why don't I give you hot water?" ”

Zhang Cheng looked at the turbid liquid in the cauldron where no oil flowers could be seen, and it was difficult not to associate it with the water in the pot, so he shook his head helplessly and bitterly and said, "Forget it, I ate late at noon, and I'm not very hungry, don't bother, thank you." With that, he turned and left. At the moment of turning around, Zhang Cheng was already full of tender cows, as the so-called hope is greater, the greater the disappointment, it seems that tonight will fill his stomach with those compressed food.