Chapter 239: There is already a happy pulse

The eight precepts have already moved, and Xuanzang is not good to say, the four of them enter the village with one horse, and there is a big family. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

But he said that Gao Cai, as soon as he entered the gate and walked into the middle hall, he was bumped into by the Taigong, who scolded: "You brute, I gave you the silver to go to the city to make a list, what are you doing when you come back?"

Gao Caixi said: "The lord learned that the villain came out of Zhuangzi, and was stopped by a group of strangers, he waited for a group of four people and a horse for a total of five, one of the men grabbed the villain, saying that it was a letter, and he was entangled tightly and difficult to get rid of, and the little one told the lord about it, but the man was very happy, and he wanted to marry the master!"

Taigong said angrily: "Even if it is outside the village, you just refer to them to come, Zhang Bang has not time to delay Cuilan's marriage, see if I don't kill you brute!"

Gao Cai felt that the beautiful thing was not far away, and he was not angry, and said with a smile: "I don't know, before I left the village, I met this intentional person, but it was not fate?

Gao Cai's words are fate and talent, and he said that he was a little smooth, and Taigong was also anxious to marry his daughter, and asked: "Where is the good guest you are talking about? ”

Gao Cai was overjoyed, and hurriedly went out, and saw that Wukong and his party had arrived outside the door, and hurriedly introduced them into the courtyard with a smile.

Taigong is not dazzled or deaf, is beckoning the maid to prepare tea, from a distance to see Xuanzang enter the door, when he sees Xuanzang's dignified appearance, he is immediately happy, although he has a bad heart about this monk's dress, but he thinks that it is good to be vulgar, but it is the father-in-law who looks at his son-in-law, as long as he sees it at first sight, how to look at it, how to look at it, and turn a blind eye if it is not pleasing to the eye.

was overjoyed, and saw Wukong three coming in one after another, but he was shocked, and with the comparison of the three of him, he felt that Xuanzang was even more radiant.

Taigong greeted him and said with a smile: "Elder!"

Xuanzang was also disappointed by Wukong's recommendation of the matchmaker, and hurriedly returned the gift after hearing it.

Wukong on the side smiled and said, "Why don't you sing with Lao Sun?" Lao Sun still wants to be a matchmaker!"

Seeing Xuanzang's generous return of the gift, he was too fair and happy, and when he heard Wukong's words, he felt justified when he thought about it, although he was disgusted and scared in his heart, he still forced a smile and said: "Little Lao'er has seen three little elders!

Everyone sat down, the maid served fragrant tea, Taigong took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile, "Where did the elder come from?"

Xuanzang said: "Back to the old donor's words, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the eastern soil, went to Lingshan to seek the true scriptures, and now he is returning, passing by Baozhuang, it is the poor monk's companion Sun Wukong, who insists on being a matchmaker, and the old donor should not be strange!"

"Hahahaha!!" Taigong smiled: "There is a way to meet thousands of miles away, the Tang Dynasty is nearly 10,000 miles away, and Lingshan does not know how many miles away, the master is far away, such a fate, alas, how can the little old man be strange?"

How did you get to the Tang Dynasty? Bajie was obviously escorted from Lingshan, Wukong was on the side, Bajie was even more open ears and eyes, Xuanzang was also inconvenient to spoil Bajie's good deeds, and said with a smile: "There is indeed fate!"

The prince asked again, "Is the elder really willing to join my family?"

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly defended: "Amitabha! The poor monk is devoted to the Buddha, and his heart is returned to Shamen, and he has never thought of returning to the vulgar! The old benefactor is afraid that he is thinking badly, and it is not the poor monk who wants to join your family, but the companion of the poor monk, Zhu Wuneng!"

Taigong followed Xuanzang's fingers, and saw a huge pig's head looking at him with a smirk on his face.

Gao Cai was already waiting carefully on the side, waiting for Taigong's performance after seeing the pig's head, and seeing that Taigong was almost angry, he was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly gave the old man a good breath.

Gao Cai is skillful, and Taigong quickly saw it, pointed at Bajie and said hatefully: "Do you want my daughter to marry this pig's head? Do you want to humiliate my old man to death? Shame me! Shame me!"

Bajie couldn't help but be a little discouraged after hearing this, he held himself as a son-in-law, and he didn't dare to refute it, looking at Wukong with blank eyes, counting on Brother Monkey to stand out for himself.

Wukong took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Lao Gao, right? You have grown this age, but you can only judge people by their appearance, my brother is ugly, do you know, if you talk about talented women and good looks, it is still your family Gao Panli!"

"Nonsense!!" Gao Taigong said angrily: "Although my family Cuilan is a little reluctant to fall into the country and the city, it also looks like a moon! Old and decrepit, there are thousands of family wealth and thousands of acres of fertile land, this pig's head is three points worse than the demon and ghost! What talent does he have? Can he still be called my family Gao Pan?!"

Mrs. Gao felt sorry for her daughter, and when she said that the voice behind her was like a loud drink, Wukong didn't care, and said with a smile: "Lao Gao, don't be angry, listen to Lao Sun's detailed talk, Lao Gao can know the heavenly court, and there are immortals to worship at home?"

Talking about the immortals, Gao Taigong looked very good, and said: "It is rumored that the immortals are immortal in the Heavenly Palace and Heavenly Court, and the immortals are also enshrined in two, the first god is Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the second is the God of Wealth!"

Wukong said with a smile: "That is, it is to worship the Bodhisattva, which is easy to say, after the reincarnation of my brother, he went to Lingshan, but Guanyin Bodhisattva personally guaranteed it, and he came to be the messenger of the Pure Altar!"

"Bodhisattva as a guarantee?" Gao Taigong was shocked when he heard this, and looked at the eight precepts carefully, but he couldn't see what he was capable of, and he was worthy of Guanyin as a guarantee, and finally he was named the messenger of the pure altar by the Buddha.

Wukong nodded, but said with a smile: "Before my brother was reincarnated, he was the Marshal of Heavenly Court!

Seeing that the face of the quasi-father-in-law changed several times, Bajie had confidence, and said arrogantly: "Before the reincarnation of the old pig, he commanded 80,000 Tianhe sailors in the Heavenly Palace, and the position of the marshal was the god of the first grade, so the god of wealth, but from the immortal official of the sixth grade, he still had to see the old pig!"

Mrs. Gao was shocked when he heard this, but sighed again: "Even if my family is high, the two of them live together, and see each other every day, this pig elder is too ugly, how can the little girl be willing? If the old man is willing, but it will not harm his daughter?

The old pig was anxious when he heard this, but he also knew that he was ugly, and looked at Wukong helplessly.

Wukong smiled: "If you are trapped in appearance, Lao Sun also has a way, Bajie, reach out!"

Hearing that there was a way, Bajie happily stretched out his big hand to Wukong, Wukong put his hand on the pulse, and after a while, he smiled: "Sure enough, it's still a happy pulse!"

Hearing the happy pulse again, Bajie was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he almost fell bald from the chair, and said in horror: "Brother Monkey! Don't you scare the old pig! The old pig didn't drink the water of the Zimu River! How can it be the happy pulse again?"

Wukong smiled: "This is not a ghost fetus! As early as Wuzhuang Guan Lao Sun has checked the pulse for you, fortunately, the pulse has not changed!"