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The old pig carried Mrs. Diyong on his back, and waited for Wujing to call Fang Hui loudly.

Xuanzang saw that he had really saved someone, and said with great joy: "Bajie, this female benefactor is injured?"

Bajie said sadly: "The female Bodhisattva was seriously injured, and the old pig carried it all the way back. ”

Xuanzang said: "Bajie is hard!"

Xuanzang said and dismounted: "Quickly help the female donor to walk right away!"

"The old pig is not tired! The female bodhisattva is light, and it doesn't hurt to walk another thirty or fifty miles!" Bajie heard that his head shook like a rattle, and he was finally able to get close to the woman, how could he be willing to let Mrs. Diyong leave.

Do you have to be carried by this pig's head for another thirty or fifty miles? Then you don't want to vomit out the overnight meal? Mrs. Diyong said hurriedly: "The elder doesn't know, the little woman is injured in the leg, and the roughness of this pig elder always frustrates the wound, and the pain is already unbearable, if you can ride a horse, it would be the best!"

Sha Seng also said: "You see the eight precepts, the female donor has said it, why not put the female donor down, help the horse to walk." ”

The old pig felt the tenderness behind him, how could he let it go, and blurted out: "Hurry up, hurry up, go! There is a group of strong men here, and the female Bodhisattva was injured by the strong man!"

Seeing that the old pig still didn't let go, he just didn't hear the previous line, Xuanzang led the horse to catch up, and said angrily: "Even if you know that there is a strong man, you should put the female donor on the horse, you also have a bit of bravery, how can you say if you don't be a guard?"

Mrs. Diyong also added oil and vinegar, and there was a sand monk persuasion, the old pig was clumsy, how could he be able to beat three mouths, so he had no choice but to put Mrs. Diyong down, reluctantly helped the horse, and did not forget to advise: "If the female Bodhisattva hurts the wound again, and feels uncomfortable riding a horse, the old pig will carry you again!"

Mrs. Diyong was riding on the horse, and there was no injury or any pain, and after getting rid of the ugly pig, she only felt refreshed, and said: "Thank you Elder Pig for your kindness, it doesn't hurt anymore after getting on the horse!"

Hearing that the old pig was a little deflated, the old pig was unhappy, but there was one who was even more unhappy, it was the white dragon horse.

The three princes turned into stone dragons and were bound to Huabiaozhu before they were not weaker than the eight precepts, but now they are forbidden by Rulai, although they can only drive the clouds with the body of a dragon horse, and they can't fight, but they are like a blind man who hears better, just because there is only the ability to perceive left, and the six senses are stronger, and Mrs. Diyong feels the demonic aura after getting on the horse.

The white dragon horse was shocked, the four hooves flew and stumbled directly, Mrs. Diyong was caught off guard, and was almost thrown off the horse, but fortunately, the reins were held by Tang Seng in his hand, and the white dragon horse did not dare to hurt Tang Seng did not dare to jump.

Xuanzang was shocked and said angrily: "You white horse, you were stable in the past, why don't you know what to do today, just let you camel a female donor, and if you dare to move, I will let Wukong come back and beat you!"

When the white dragon horse heard this, his heart was even more sad and angry, but he couldn't speak, not to mention how uncomfortable it was to be aggrieved, if Brother Monkey was here, how could he be ridden by a goblin such a shameful humiliation, and finally couldn't help shedding a tear.

The tears fell, glowing brightly, and finally landed on a small grass.

This is a forest path, many people trample on it, the grass is born in the middle of the road, it is half dead, get this drop of tears of dragon horses, this is also good, instantly jump a foot high, and then spread the branches and leaves, between a breath, it grows to more than one person high, less than a cup of tea, it grows to more than two zhang high, the flower blooms faster than that short-lived, and soon it is full of strange red fruits, and the aroma is compelling.

Who was not stunned, the old pig saw that the fruit was attractive, so that the brute force shook the treasure tree and shook off a fruit, stretched out his hand to take a small bite, the entrance was crisp and sweet, compared to the heavenly court fairy fruit, he was overjoyed and said: "This fruit is delicious!

Saying that he swallowed the fruit in one bite, turned around and shook the treasure tree again, the treasure tree that had just grown was ravaged by Bajie, and hundreds of fruits fell, Bajie kept his hands, opened the bow left and right to pick up the fruit on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, or Wujing's eyes were fast, and he hurriedly put down the baggage, so he grabbed seven or eight.

The old pig ate the fruit, looked at the fruit in Wujing's arms and said angrily: "The tree was found by the old pig, and the fruit was shaken down by the old pig, Wujing quickly return the fruit to the old pig!"

Wujing said angrily: "Lao Sha can see clearly, this tree is a tear of the white dragon horse fell on the grass, and the ownership also belongs to the white dragon horse, such a precious fruit is just a matter if everyone tastes it, how can you let your greedy fool eat all the food?"

Bajie only cared about whether the female Bodhisattva on the horse was frightened, but he really didn't see how the tree came from, and when he heard Lao Sha say the cause, he was immediately overjoyed, patted the horse's head and said: "Good horse, let's cry and eat the fruit again....!"

The more the old pig spoke, the more anxious he became, the more anxious he became, and seeing that the white dragon horse ignored his love, there was no tear flowing, but he was calculating, and said angrily: "You don't know how to be reasonable, you don't even want to shed a tear, see if the old pig doesn't beat you!"

Bajie said that he was going to commit murder when he walked to the horse's buttocks, but fortunately Lao Sha was holding the fruit and resisting it, and there was Xuanzang next to him scolding, Bajie worked hard, saw that there was something wrong, and desperately snatched two fruits from Sha Seng's arms.

Wujing glared at the old pig to prevent him from committing another murder, and said: "There are still five fruits left, those who see them have a share, one for each person, leave one for Brother Monkey!"

Wujing said that he gave it to Xuanzang and Mrs. Diyong, and Mrs. Diyong tasted it, only to feel delicious, not much more than the fairy fruit brought by his godfather from the sky, seeing that Xuanzang and others were not interested in the treasure tree, they started the idea of transplanting this treasure tree into the cave.

Lao Sha sent another one to the white dragon horse, the white dragon horse twisted his head and didn't open his mouth, the old pig was greedy, and rushed up again and said: "The white horse doesn't eat, give it to the old pig!"

The sand monk only did not hear, turned to the side and ate the fruit.

Everyone chewed slowly, and the old pig drooled greedily, and asked strangely: "Master Xuanzang, what do you eat?

Xuanzang was also angry that Bajie was only greedy and unreasonable, only eating fruits and ignoring the old pig, but Mrs. Nadiyong, who had a lot of hatred for Bajie just now, and deliberately smiled: "This strange fruit is really a spiritual treasure, not only delicious, but the little woman's injury is also much better, it's so fragrant! It's so sweet! It's delicious!"

When he heard this, the old pig was even more greedy, and the white dragon horse was even more sad and angry, knowing that his tears were extremely strange, but he was holding back the tears in his eyes, and he couldn't shed tears.

At this time, Wukong was still hidden in the clouds, and when he first saw the ugliness of the old pig, he was laughed at, and the sadness of the white dragon horse inevitably reminded him of the Five Finger Mountain and the Golden Hoop in Journey to the West, and he couldn't help but feel empathetic, and felt more and more hateful about this goblin. )