Looking at the Tang monks who were resting, behind them not far away, Sha Luo thought for a while, and instructed a Buddhist protector beside him: "From now on, you rush in front of the golden cicada to spread a message to those monsters." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Big brother, why do you want to spread the news to those monsters?" the Dharma Protector asked.

"Because I thought of a way that might give the golden cicada more calamity. After speaking, Sha Luo looked at the Dharma protectors of the Buddha Gate who came up.

"Big brother, what can you do?" all the Buddhist Dharma Protectors asked in unison.

"Listen, the golden cicada has eaten the ginseng fruit now, and he can already be said to be immortal, if we spread the news that if you eat the meat of the golden cicada, you can live forever, is it a temptation for those monsters who can't live forever?" Sha Luo said to the Dharma protectors of the Buddhist sect.

The Buddhist protectors holding the pipa and the Buddhist protectors looked at each other, swallowed their saliva and said to Sha Luo: "Big brother, isn't your method too ruthless, if many monsters know the news, they will attack collectively, we are afraid that we will not be able to protect the golden cicada, and some monsters we are afraid that we will not be able to provoke." ”

"What are you afraid of, if you want me to say that the eldest brother is a good idea, under the trouble of that kid, the golden cicada has only experienced twelve difficulties now, and now the road to the west has passed, and the golden cicada is not going through the tribulation, I thought of the foot of the spiritual mountain, how you can explain to Guanyin Bodhisattva. The Dharma Protector with the sword said.

Hearing this, the Dharma Protectors of the Buddha Gate nodded and said, "This is very true, and what he said is correct. ”

"Okay, in that case, I'll spread the news now!" replied to the Dharma Protector of the Buddha Gate that Sha Luo had instructed earlier.

"Wait. Sharo said aloud.

The Dharma Protector of the Buddha Gate stopped, turned to Sha Luo and asked, "Big brother, what's wrong?"

Sha Luo looked at the Buddhist protector holding the pipa and said, "You're right, you really can't make a big deal of it, once there are more monsters here, it will be troublesome." ”

Sha Luo looked at the Dharma Protector and said, "In this way, you can follow the path of the golden cicada, arrive at a place earlier than him, and then spread the news, so that those monsters will not rush to the golden cicada in a bunch, and secondly, our pressure will be reduced." ”

Hearing this, the Buddha Sect nodded and said to Sharo, "I know, big brother." I'll go to the front now. After saying that, he took off into the air and went to the front to spread the news.

Tang Seng and the others, who were resting, didn't know that those Buddhist protectors not far behind them had really taken great pains to let them go through the calamity.

Following.

Shi Jian opened his eyes, looked at the elves in front of him, and listened to the news that the elves heard from those Buddhist protectors, and was surprised in his heart.

Shi Jian couldn't help but think in his heart: "Could it be that the news in Journey to the West that you can live forever by eating Tang monk's meat was released by these Buddhist protectors?"

"Chief Shi, Chief Shi?" a voice sounded in Shi Jian's ears.

Shi Jian came back to his senses, looked at Zhu Bajie who was calling himself, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Shi, you still ask me what's wrong? The master has called you several times, I haven't asked you what's wrong, haven't you woken up yet? My old pig has woken up, you still want to sleep? What time is it? It's time to go!" Zhu Bajie said to Shi Jian with some surprise.

Shi Jian looked at Tang Seng who was riding a horse, and said to Zhu Bajie: "Oh, I know, let's go." Shi Jian immediately got up and walked towards Tang Seng.

Zhu Bajie touched his chin, walked side by side with Shi Jian, and asked in a somewhat confused whisper, "Manager Shi, is there something wrong?"

Shi Jian thought about it and told Zhu Bajie what the elf told him.

"What!" Zhu Bajie couldn't help but exclaim, attracting the attention of Tang Seng and everyone.

"Bajie, what's wrong with you?" Tang Seng asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, master, I'm fine! Just now I was discussing the ginseng fruit with Mr. Shi. Zhu Bajie hurriedly shook his head and said to Tang Seng.

"Hey, I said Bajie, do you still want to eat ginseng fruit? Didn't I give you half yesterday?" Sun Wukong shouted to Zhu Bajie.

"Yes, Second Senior Brother, yesterday Senior Brother ate all the ginseng fruits, and now it's gone, Second Senior Brother, do you want to go back to Wuzhuang Temple?" Sha Seng asked loudly.

Zhu Bajie hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's not this, my old pig was a little surprised to hear that Manager Shi said that there are several ways to eat this ginseng fruit." Are you right, Mr. Shi. The last sentence was what Zhu Bajie said to Shi Jian.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "Is that the case? My old grandson really doesn't know that there are several ways to eat this ginseng fruit, so you can also tell my old grandson about it." After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he looked at Shi Jian.

As soon as Sun Wukong's voice fell, Tang Seng and Sha Seng also looked at Shi Jian very curiously.

"Uh, this~" Shi Jian was a little frustrated by Sun Wukong and others, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, this is true, this ginseng fruit, there are several ways to eat it, this direct eating is the easiest way to eat, this ginseng fruit can not only be boiled and eaten, but also fried and eaten, steamed and eaten, pickled and fried, and so on." ”

"Manager Shi, can ginseng fruit be eaten like this?" the sand monk on the side couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, there are many ways to eat anything, depending on how you like to eat it, for example, flour, steamed out is steamed buns, boiled is batter, and fried is fried dough sticks. Shi Jian said.

"What about stir-frying and pickling the flour?" asked Zhu Bajie, who was beside Shi Jian, with a saliva in his face.

"Take flour to fry and pickle?" Shi Jian looked at Zhu Bajie and said, "Bajie, close your mouth, you see, your saliva is flowing out."

"Oh. Zhu Bajie sighed, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and closed his mouth.

"It's okay to fry flour, make noodles from flour, first cook the noodles and soak them in cold water, then put some oil, wait for the oil to roll, pour the noodles soaked in cold water into the oil and stir-fry, and finally get some sauce to dip and eat, that taste, ah~" Shi Jian said that his face leaked out of a very comfortable expression.

Zhu Bajie on the side listened to Shi Jian's words, thinking about what Shi Jian said, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Not only Zhu Bajie, but even Tang Seng and Sun Wukong were a little moved.

After a while, Shi Jian looked at Zhu Bajie and said: "As for pickling, that's another method, the same as before frying, put the noodles in cold water after cooking, and when the noodles are cold, take them out and put them in a bowl, and then get some pickle sauce and stir them together to eat." ”

"Oh, Mr. Shi, I understand, what you mean is that this ginseng fruit can be used as an ingredient, as long as you are allowed, you can eat it as you want, and you can do it as you want, right? Sun Wukong asked Shi Jian.

"Yes, that's right. Shi Jian nodded and said.

"That~ Mr. Shi, why don't we get some fried noodles and pickled noodles to eat?" After Zhu Bajie finished speaking, he hurriedly walked to Sha Seng and said to Sha Seng: "Senior Brother Sha, open the salute, take out the flour before, and let's make noodles to eat." ”

"~~~" Shi Jian looked at Zhu Bajie who was turning over the flour, and looked at Tang Seng who had already dismounted, Shi Jian couldn't help but say to Tang Seng: "Little Master Xuanzang, don't you have to hurry?"

"Oh, Mr. Shi, I heard from you just now, the poor monks are a little hungry, let's finish breakfast and go on the road. Tang Seng said to Shi Jian.

In this regard, Shi Jian couldn't help but roll his eyes. (To be continued.) )