Thinking of the infant spirit, Tang Sanfu couldn't help but frown.

If there really were infant spirits, then there should not be a normal child in this village.

Naturally, there is no sadness.

But......

If there really is a baby spirit?

So..... So how did the infant spirit come about?

And also......

If there are really baby spirits in the village, it is still a pair of baby spirits.

So how could these old Chen men sitting here be so calm?

Can anyone still talk and laugh and play chess here?

Looking at the old man whose topics were getting farther and farther away, Tang Sanfu didn't ask the doubts in his heart.

Hearing is false, although seeing may not be believing, but at least it is good to listen to one side of the story.

Tang Sanfu greeted the apprentices who were outside the village, bypassed the big willow tree at the head of the village, and walked towards the village.

Along the way, I saw the normal days of firewood, rice, oil and salt in various households.

I can't see at all that this is a village entangled by infant spirits, and I can't see the slightest panic of being targeted by the demon river god to sacrifice virgins and girls every year.

Every family looks happy.

Seeing this, instead of feeling warm, Tang Sanfu's brows furrowed even tighter.

This village ..... It's really abnormal, far from being just an ordinary small village for Tang monks and apprentices to settle down as described in Journey to the West.

Tang San was buried in the village for a while, but he did not stay in this village, but returned the same way and went out of Chenjia Village.

Yes, go back the way you came.

This village is like a Weng, there is only one entrance in and out, and there is only one way to enter or exit the village, which is the path on the side of the willow tree where the group of old people play chess.

Leaving the village, Tang San asked Sha Laosan to build a house on a flat place on the edge of the Liusha River as a temporary foothold for the master and apprentice.

When Sha Laosan was building the house, Tang Sanfu was not as idle as usual, but turned out a few bamboos from the space ring out of nowhere, split the bamboos into long strips one by one, and weaved something with bamboo strips.

This time, Tang Sanfu did not instruct anyone, and it was all done by himself.

The Great Sage and the Second Senior Brother gathered around Tang San's funeral, watching Tang San's funeral's manual work.

After a while, the bamboo weaving took shape in Tang San's burial hands, and the apprentices saw that Tang San's burial was actually a bamboo basket.

"Master, why do you weave a bamboo basket?"

Tang Sanfu finished weaving the bamboo basket and got up, and the second senior brother hurriedly wrapped Tang Sanburi's arm and asked with a little curiosity.

Tang Sanfu held a bamboo basket in one hand and thought about walking to the bank of the Tongtian River.

Without looking back, he threw two words to the second senior brother, "fetch water." ”

"Fetch water?"

The second senior brother was stunned??

Fetching water with a bamboo basket?

"Master, have you ever heard a saying that the bamboo basket is empty?"

Tang Sanfu nodded, he had naturally heard it, and if it weren't for this sentence, he wouldn't have woven bamboo baskets.

"What about you...... Still using a bamboo basket to fetch water? ”

The second senior brother was even more puzzled, knowing the truth that the bamboo basket was empty, and he had to use the bamboo basket to fetch water, his own master didn't have a bad brain, right?

Just when the second senior brother was worried about his master's brain, Tang San had already thrown a bamboo basket onto the bank of the Tongtian River with a wave of his hand.

The bamboo basket sinks when it encounters the water, and disappears from the water in an instant.

Seeing that the bamboo basket was sinking, the second senior brother opened his mouth, wanting to remind his master that he had forgotten to tie a rope to the bamboo basket.

Just looking at the faint smile on Tang Sanfu's face, the second senior brother still didn't open that mouth after all.

At the bottom of the river, the King of Inspiration was sleeping lazily in his cave mansion, when he suddenly felt a mountain shake.

As soon as Gollum rolled out of bed to the ground, the King of Inspiration opened his eyes and saw the roof of his palace slowly enlarging in front of his eyes.

Boom!

Before the Inspiration King, who was confused by the sudden change, reacted, the roof of the cave fell down, and the entire Inspiration King was ranked at the bottom.

“mmp！”

Crawling out of the ruins of the cave mansion and seeing that the cave mansion he had worked so hard to build became a ruin, the inspiration king wanted to scold his mother.

It's just that before he could start scolding, he suddenly felt that the touch under his feet seemed to be something wrong.

As soon as he looked down, the King of Inspiration found himself standing on something made of bamboo.

Looking around, it seems that not only under his feet, but also on the entire seabed is covered with a layer of bamboo products of the same style.

"This ...... It's kind of amazing! ”

The King of Inspiration squatted down and touched the bamboo products under his feet, and found that it was really made of bamboo, so he couldn't help but sigh.

And then.......

"it!"

As soon as he finished sighing, the Inspiration King suddenly felt an uncontrollable feeling of weightlessness in his body, and his whole fish flew upwards uncontrollably.

The most important thing is that it is not his usual flying like flying clouds, but being supported by the bamboo products under his feet.

Feeling the down-to-earth feeling under his feet, and after the initial panic, the Inspiration King looked around again.

found that not only him, but the entire bottom of the water, all the living creatures were supported by the bamboo products under his feet and flew up, but the bamboo products under his feet seemed to have a gap, only taking away the living creatures under the water, but the Tongtian River and the river water were not taken away at all.

"So amazing?"

Seeing this scene, the inspiration king couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

There is also this kind of play, why didn't he think of it before?

I sighed in my heart that the King of Inspiration had been taken away from the surface of the Tongtian River by bamboo products, and it was not until this time that the King of Inspiration saw that it was nothing else that had brought up the living creatures at the bottom of the river from the water, but a bamboo basket.

This bamboo basket is made entirely of bamboo pieces that do not know the surface of the water, and it seems that the incision has just been made.

However, this bamboo basket is not the size of a regular bamboo basket, and all the creatures under the river are wiped out in one basket.

On the shore, Tang San's burial hand moved, and the bamboo basket shrank and fell back into Tang San's burial hands.

Looking at the half basket of fish, shrimp and crabs in the bamboo basket, Tang Sanfu frowned, and began to wonder if he had used the wrong method?

Obviously, in Journey to the West, Guanyin Bodhisattva used a bamboo basket to fish up the King of Inspiration.

He also used a bamboo basket, how could he catch so many things?

"You ...... Who is the King of Inspiration? ”

Just when the King of Inspiration looked at the bamboo basket with a face full of surprise, such a sentence came to his ears.

"Huh?? Who's calling me? ”

The inspiration king jumped out of a pile of fish, shrimp and crabs, and felt like he stood out from the crowd.

"That's you."

Tang Sanfu looked at this little goldfish that was the happiest jumper, and with a shake of his hand, the King of Inspiration flew out of the bamboo basket and fell into Tang Sanburi's hands.

Tang Sanbury's hand holding the bamboo basket flipped over, and it rained like a lot, and countless fish, shrimp and crabs were poured back into the Tongtian River by Tang Sanbury.

As for whether there will be any casualties in the process.

I'm sorry, but this is not something that he can take into account in Tang San's funeral.

It's like ......

When people walk on the road, will they think about how many ants they may trample to death if they fall in this step?

The truth is the same.

"Hey, monk, are you calling me?"

Caught in the hands of Tang San's burial, the King of Inspiration did not have the slightest consciousness of being a prisoner, looking at Tang San's burial, a pair of dead fish eyes were full of curiosity.

Tang Sanyu nodded, "It's the poor monk looking for you." ”

"Monk, what's your name? What's the matter with finding King Ben? ”

Tang San's funeral: "......"

What's so ...... What about your self-consciousness as a prisoner?

How do you feel that you look even more arrogant than the poor monk falling into your hands?

"Little goldfish, do you remember the Guanyin Bodhisattva on Luojia Mountain eighteen years ago?"

Inspiration King: "......."

The goldfish raised his head suddenly, and a pair of eyes looked at Tang Sanfu in a daze, as if tears were slipping from the corners of his eyes.

"Bodhisattva..... Bodhisattva She ..... Finally remembered me? ”

As he spoke, the King of Inspiration began to cry.

"Woo woo, how many years, how many years have it been since I came to this place where birds don't, Bodhisattva, did she finally remember that I came?

Monk, you are a rescuer sent by the Bodhisattva...... Phew, were you sent by the Bodhisattva to take me home?

I haven't gone back for so many years, is Luojia Mountain still the way it was back then?

By the way, is Dragon Lady okay with him?

Is the Hui'an Walker still looking cold, and he has never seen the Dragon Maiden's heart for him?

Do Bodhisattvas still chant sutras every day by the pool where I live?

Without me listening to her chanting every day, would the Bodhisattva still be used to it?

That's right, that's right, and ......

On the big willow tree next to my pool, is that little magpie okay? In all the years of my absence, did she still get up early in the morning and chirp at the door of my house so much that I couldn't sleep? ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

How can you answer this series of questions for the poor monk?

However, although he didn't know where to start, Tang San's funeral could be regarded as hearing it.

This...... It's a goldfish with a story.

"Ahem, the poor monk was not sent by the Bodhisattva."

After thinking about it, I haven't been to Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, although it is the daughter-in-law who is marrying my Ming media.

I don't even know what kind of relationship Hui'an Walker and the Dragon Maiden is, so naturally I don't know if Hui'an Walker understands the Dragon Maiden's intentions, and this gossip can grab Muzha next time and ask a question.

As for whether the Bodhisattva still recites sutras by the pool every day.

This should be a positive answer, but I'm not very sure, what if the Bodhisattva is not at home one day?

So.....

After thinking about it for a long time, Tang Sanfu felt that if the monks didn't speak, he couldn't fool him when he saw the little goldfish being stupid, so he had such an answer.

"Click!"

In a trance, Tang Sanfu seemed to hear some strange sound, as if it was ...... Something that couldn't withstand the weight finally shattered.

Inexplicably, Tang Sanfu felt that it seemed to be a heartbroken voice.

Just when Tang San was puzzled, he suddenly felt a wet feeling coming from his hands.

Tang San's first reaction was...... This stupid fish pees on its own hands.

Of course, the whimpering sound that followed made him know that he was wrong to blame the Inspiration King.

As soon as he lowered his head, Tang Sanfu saw the King of Inspiration lying in the palm of his hand, crying into a thin man of three hundred catties.

"Woooooooooooo

Bodhisattva...... The Bodhisattva really doesn't want me anymore, I don't have a home, woo woo~"

The king of inspiration cried so that he was sad, and those who saw it wept.

It's just that Tang Sanfu always had a strange feeling in his heart.

That feeling is as if the daughter-in-law who is marrying in the media suddenly appeared one day in the words of the old man Wang next door talking to someone.

So.....

"Don't be busy crying first, can you tell the poor monk what is your relationship with the Bodhisattva?

Why did the Bodhisattva leave you here? ”

ps: The second update, there will be more later.