The more he thought about it, the more panicked Ding Yi became, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"It's useless to think so much, let it be. ”

As soon as he turned his head, he left that little thought behind.

Sitting in the shade of a tree for a few hours, seeing that the sky was dark, Sun Wukong had not returned.

At this time, Ding Yi also closed the Buddhist scriptures, patted the dust on the monk's robe, and then slowly walked under the tree tied to the white horse step by step, put the Buddhist scriptures back into the baggage, untied the reins and turned over the horse, ready to set off.

"Horses, horses, let's rest enough today, go ahead for a while to see if we can find a family, or spend the night. Ding Yi patted the white horse's head with one hand and muttered in his mouth.

In fact, Sun Wukong had already returned, he just went back to Huaguo Mountain to say hello to his children, and then drank two cups and ate a few peaches and rushed back non-stop.

However, Xu wanted to take revenge for the previous 'Tang Seng' behavior of calling him, so he deliberately hid on the side and didn't come out, chatting with a few friends from the other two worlds while watching the live broadcast.

When he saw that 'Tang Seng' was ready to leave, he scratched his hair and followed.

"This monk, why aren't you in a hurry at all?" Sun Wukong scratched his head, unable to understand.

Following this monk all the way, Sun Wukong watched the sky darken little by little. The monk in front of him was also bold, he was not afraid of the dark at all, and rode a horse to drive the night road, and saw a light appear in the distance in the distance.

"Finally I found someone. Ding Yi smiled slightly, and gently patted the white horse under him to speed it up.

The white horse called out rhythmically, and reluctantly quickened his pace.

Like this deep mountain and old forest, a lonely family is built in this mountain col, no matter how you look at it, it reveals a trace of weirdness.

But Ding Yi didn't seem to think about it at all, turned over and dismounted, came to the gate of the courtyard, and knocked on the courtyard door.

This yard is also very simple, in addition to the old broken door in front of me, there is a sparse fence on the side, which looks like it is also in disrepair, I don't know how many years no one has taken care of it, as if it can be overturned when the wind blows.

At this time, an old voice also came from the house in the courtyard.

"Who's knocking on the door outside in the middle of the night?"

Listening to the voice, this person should be an old man, and he is estimated to be seventy or eighty.

"Uncle, poor monk Xuanzang, passing by here late at night, can you please open the door and allow the poor monk to spend the night?"

Ding Yi also learned from the tone of the Tang monk and politely touched the pattern.

At this moment, there was a 'squeak' in the courtyard and the door opened.

An old man with a hunched back and gray hair walked out of the house, carrying a crutch, and walked to the gate of the courtyard step by step with the help of a woman dressed like a village girl in her twenties.

"Little flower, open the door to this master. The old man coughed a few times, and his health did not seem to be well.

"Okay, grandpa. ”

The courtyard door opened, and the girl named Xiaohua looked curiously at the monk outside the door.

"Master, are you still in a hurry to travel at night so late?"

"Xiaohua, don't be rude!" the old man reprimanded, asked his granddaughter to step back, and then looked the monk in front of him up and down, and said, "Look at the master's dress, he is also from the big temple, right?"

Although Ding Yi didn't wear the brocade robe given by Guanyin, but the body on his body was also given by King Tang when he left, and he used good fabrics.

"Amitabha, the poor monk came from Chang'an, but he went to the west to seek the true scriptures. Ding Yi made a Buddha salute and said.

The old man smiled and nodded, followed by an invitation: "Come on, let the land be small, don't dislike it, master." ”

"Where is the old man, but the poor monk is bothered. ”

The three of them entered the house, and Ding Yi also found that this room was really small, and when they entered, there were small living rooms, and the two rooms separated by curtains on the left and right should be the rooms of the old man and his granddaughter, and there was no other room.

There is also a kitchen outside, which is also very small.

"Let's go small, master, you can sit down and rest for a while. The old man invited Ding Yi to sit down and rest, then turned his head and instructed his granddaughter, "Xiaohua, go and pour a cup of tea for the master." ”

When he turned his back to Ding Yi, the old man winked at the girl named Xiaohua.

Soon, tea was served.

"Master, please drink tea. Xiaohua handed over the teacup.

Ding Yi smiled and stretched out his hand to take it, looked at the teacup in his hand, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't think I was so lucky. Ding Yi said in his heart.

The little action of the old man and the little girl just now, where could he not see it, how could he not see the cup of tea in front of him that was obviously mixed with poison.

But that's what makes it interesting, it's not his own arrangement, it's just a chance encounter.

It seems that this is not the first time that the grandfather and grandson have done this.

Look at that acting, how natural!

What a novice can do.

But it's not right to say that it's grandparents and grandchildren.

The old man looked old, but he was actually in his early twenties, and the reason why he looked so old was completely deliberately disguised. Although this hand disguise technique is not very clever, it is better than it is now a big night, it is dark outside, and although there is a lamp in the house, it is just a candle, where can you see clearly.

If this is an ordinary person, it must be fooled.

If you drink this sip of tea, you can't return to the world in an instant!

A smile flashed in his eyes, Ding Yi pretended not to know, picked up the teacup and was about to drink.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly slammed open, followed by a furry hand that slapped Ding Yi's hand holding the teacup. With a 'ping' sound, the teacup fell to pieces on the spot.

"Master, this tea can't be drunk!"

What prevented Ding Yi from drinking tea was naturally a Monkey King hiding in the shadows.

He originally planned to dry this monk more, but he didn't expect this monk to be so unlucky, it was only a long time, he met such a pair of wicked people, seeing that this monk was about to drink poisonous tea, how could Sun Wukong look at it again.

"Wukong, are your things done?" Ding Yi looked at the broken teacup on the ground with some regret, shook his head and said: "But you broke the teacup of the teacher, but it made the teacher puzzled." ”

"Master, this tea has been highly poisoned by the two of them, if you drink it, I'm afraid you will die a long time ago!" Sun Wukong glared at the pair of fake grandsons on the side, "You two dare to assassinate my grandson's master, look at it!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden light flashed, and the two mortals, who were just mortals in the flesh, were directly beaten and flew out, smashed through the wall, and landed in the courtyard.

Ding Yi looked at it and shook his head with a sad and sympathetic look.

"Amitabha, although the two of you are harmful to the poor monks, the poor monks still wish that the two of you can continue to be human beings in the next life, good and good!"

Sun Wukong on the side looked at it, but he pouted and looked disapproving.

Isn't it just killing two mortals, not to mention two evil people, this kind of thing will not only not increase his karma, but on the contrary, it can reduce it, after all, he is also doing good deeds.

After the New Year's Death Curse, Ding Yi looked at Sun Wukong on the side again, and said angrily: "Wukong, look at the good things you have done!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he thought that this monk was going to reprimand him for the sake of those two mortals, and he was immediately unhappy.

"Look at it, this wall has been broken, so why is the teacher sleeping here tonight?" Ding Yi pointed to the wall and reprimanded: "Why don't you repair the wall quickly, this big night, you are not afraid of the cold, and the teacher is still afraid of the cold!"

Monkey King: "......"

What about good compassion?

Feelings, you're just angry that I smashed the wall!

Sun Wukong was also stunned for a while, and it took a long time to react.

"Master, don't you blame me for killing those two mortals?" he asked, confused.

Ding Yi, who was looking at the teapot and seemed to be checking whether the water in the teapot was poisonous, turned around and said, "Wukong, I don't know if you have heard the saying that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter?"

Sun Wukong nodded, although he hadn't read a few books, he had heard this sentence.

"Then you say, the two donors you killed are good people?"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

"Have they ever hurt anyone?"

Sun Wukong nodded again.

"So, if they don't die today, will they hurt people again in the future?"

Sun Wukong thought about it and nodded.

Ding Yi smiled slightly, said the Buddha name again, and then said: "In this way, if you kill the two of them, it is equivalent to saving more people who will be killed by them in the future, isn't this a great good thing?"

Is that so?

Sun Wukong scratched his head, and if he thought about it carefully, what the master said seemed to make sense.

"So, what my grandson has done is a good thing?"

Ding Yi came over with a teapot, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Yes, Wukong, you did a great thing today." Of course, it doesn't matter if you break the wall, okay, stop standing, go and repair the wall that you broke down. ”

Sun Wukong nodded, turned around and went to repair the wall.

But halfway through, he suddenly stopped again, turned around and asked, "Master, don't you want to ask me why my grandson came back so late?"

"For the teacher to know that you have been pressed under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years, I must miss my hometown incomparably, don't say that it has been a long time, even if you don't return for half a month, the teacher will not blame you. ”

When he said this, Sun Wukong felt that his eyes were a little moist.

He hurriedly turned his head away, not wanting the monk to see his appearance.

Secretly wiping the corners of his eyes, Sun Wukong silently decided in his heart that he would protect this monk well along the way, and he would never be as willful as he was today.

Sun Wukong's touched look, Ding Yi naturally saw it in his eyes.

"This monkey is still quite emotional. Ding Yi thought to himself.

In fact, Sun Wukong's character is quite simple, if you treat him well, he will be good to you, and if you treat him badly, he will beat you to death.

Yes, it's that simple!

Ding Yi just said something that cared about him a little, and he was moved like this.

"Forget it, I'll tease this monkey less in the future. ”

Anyway, soon his other apprentices will be in place.

......

Following.

After resting for the night, the two masters set off again.

After last night's incident, the relationship between their masters has also become a lot more harmonious.

Walking on the mountain road at the moment, Ding Yi is sitting on the back of a horse, and in front of him is Sun Wukong, who is leading the horse, wearing a purple and gold armor and a purple and gold crown, looking majestic.

Originally, Sun Wukong wanted to change his clothes, but Ding Yi said that he looked good in this outfit, and Sun Wukong, who was affirmed by his master, naturally stopped insisting on changing clothes, he didn't like to wear that monk robe, it was too ugly!

stopped and stopped all the way, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed since he accepted Sun Wukong, the big apprentice.

On this day, Ding Yi was taking a routine lunch break again.

He basically has to take a lunch break every day, and Sun Wukong will not be used to it at first, but soon he discovered the benefits of the master's lunch break, while the master has a lunch break, he can go outside for a walk, and occasionally go to meet old friends from the past, don't be too comfortable in life.

Ding Yi is also very happy to see this matter.

Originally, if Sun Wukong hadn't waited for him to take a lunch break, maybe he would have stumbled or something halfway through.

Well, now that the monkey has obviously found something else to do, it won't bother Ding Yi.

When he came back that afternoon, Sun Wukong suddenly pulled Ding Yi and said that he wanted him to say hello to the audience.

In fact, Ding Yi had already seen the open live broadcast interface in front of Sun Wukong, but on the surface, he still had to pretend to be puzzled that he hadn't seen anything.

"This monkey has actually started a live broadcast!" Ding Yi felt like he couldn't cry or laugh.

At this time, Sun Wukong also urged him to hurry up and greet the audience.

Ding Yi was helpless, so he said to the air in front of him: "Amitabha, poor monk Xuanzang, from the Eastern Tang Dynasty......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Sun Wukong.

"Master, you learn from my grandson. ”

Ding Yi's face was embarrassed.

Then Sun Wukong taught him to greet him in a modern way, what are you doing, have you eaten, etc.

After saying hello, Sun Wukong finally let him go, and giggled and told the 10,000 or so viewers in his live broadcast room about his beautiful past.

Seeing him like this, Ding Yi suddenly thought about it.

"By the way, why don't I bind a live broadcast device to Tang Seng's identity?"

Thinking of this, Ding Yi hurriedly asked the system if he could do this.

As a result, the system really gave a positive answer, and there was no need to bind any new live broadcast equipment, Ding Yi, as a host recognized by the system, could directly virtualize a new identity, and no one would notice it.

"That's good, I learned to speak in Tang Seng's tone all day and night, but I was tired of it, and now I can change it in advance. Ding Yi secretly praised himself for thinking well of this idea, he had long been tired of Tang Seng's tone of speech, but he had only been pretending to be Tang Seng for half a month, and he couldn't change it too quickly.

Well, now that a great idea finally came to mind.

And in this way, you can hide your true identity to the greatest extent.

Who would doubt that a new little anchor bound to live broadcast equipment would be Ding Yi? Everyone will instinctively regard him as their own and will not doubt him at all.

"That's it!"