"Da Da Da..."

A group of four people and four horses, all the way to the west.

This is the westbound team that left Chang'an, among them, Ye Yuan rode a sturdy white horse to take the lead.

After a while, Tang Seng cleaned up the agitation in his heart, drove his horse to Ye Yuan's side, and drove hand in hand.

He looked at Ye Yuan apologetically and said.

"Lord Wang, this time I brought the Lord with him, he is a poor monk..."

For this somewhat pedantic monk, Ye Yuan didn't have much bad feelings, of course, he didn't have much good feelings, he just waved his hand to stop him.

"It's okay, just go out and have fun."

The arduous journey to the west to learn from the scriptures was actually considered by the eleven-year-old little prince to be traveling.

How can it be so simple!

I really thought that everywhere was a prosperous Chang'an, a comfortable palace and palace!

Tang Seng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he was even more sorry in his heart.

"Don't be careless, along the way..."

The demons and monsters along the way, Ye Yuan knew much better than Tang Seng, so he naturally didn't want to continue to listen to his nonsense, and interrupted him again.

"I know, and... When I go out, Master Sanzang can call me Li Gongzi in the future. ”

After that, Ye Yuan hit the horse first, leaving Tang Seng with a bitter face, and he was aggrieved in his heart: I have never seen such a strange person, and he didn't let me finish his words, it was really...

The next moment, Tang Seng, who was full of resentment and was about to burst into foul language, hurriedly stabilized his emotions.

"Amitabha!"

On the other side, Ye Yuan felt the embarrassment of the monk behind him, but his mood was extremely happy.

"Hehe, I just don't want you to speak, so as not to become a real Tang monk."

Ye Yuan thought of Tang Seng's "language art" in the Journey to the West, and his heart trembled.

That skill, let alone a little monster, even Da Luo Jinxian can't bear it!

Tang Seng is the royal brother, and Ye Yuan is the king of Teng, such an identity is naturally unimpeded in the Tang Dynasty.

Eat and drink well all the way, and comfortably pass through the passes and enter the inaccessible mountains.

At this time, only Tang Seng and Ye Yuan were left in the westbound team, and as for the two soldiers who came to escort them, they had already been driven back by Ye Yuan.

Next, they will leave the safe Datang and enter a foreign country full of demons and monsters, the two of them are just ordinary mortals, not only can they not play a role, but they are also easy to die.

After going up the mountain, Tang Seng dismounted and shouted.

"Teng..."

Under Ye Yuan's gaze, Tang Seng felt aggrieved and reorganized his language and said.

"Li Gongzi, the mountain road is difficult, let's get off the horse and walk."

As the saying goes, when there are more people walking, there will be roads.

But how many pedestrians can there be in this deep mountain and old forest.

Therefore, there are no roads here, the area is already rugged, and the weeds are overgrown, so people can't see the situation under their feet at all, and horseback riding has become a dangerous thing.

"Okay."

Ye Yuan agreed, looked at Tang Seng who was holding a Zen staff and wearing a robe, and asked with a strange expression.

"Master Sanzang, aren't you hot and tired?"

Tang Seng looked at himself, did not brace himself, and said truthfully.

"I'm a little tired."

"Take it off when you're tired, in this deep mountain, who has been wearing it to show off?"

Tang Seng was speechless for a moment.

Then, he actually took off his robe and folded it to put it in the baggage, and at the same time, put the Zen staff on his horse.

At this time, he was only wearing single clothes, and he looked a lot more refreshing.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a relaxed expression.

"Amitabha, thank you Li Gongzi for reminding me."

Ye Yuan shook his head, already holding a straight "long sword" in his hand, and walked in the front.

Tang Seng is mortal, and he expects him to protect himself, so don't expect it.

A "sword" swung away and swept in all directions.

The ground beneath his feet was finally visible.

Seeing this, Tang Seng immediately stepped forward and persuaded with a compassionate face.

"Li Gongzi, there are flowers and trees..."

Ye Yuan waved another sword unconcernedly, and interrupted again.

"I didn't kill them, and after we left, they were able to grow again."

Tang Seng was speechless for a while, but the expression on his face was obviously unconvinced, and just when he thought of dealing with it, Ye Yuan added "in time".

"Besides, what if there are animals under the flowers and plants, I can scare them away now, even if we don't leave, we can see it, pay attention to it!"

"Uh, Mr. Li... That's right! ”

Although Tang Seng had agreed with this truth, but when he recalled the conversation along the way, he felt extremely uncomfortable, panicked, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"This Li Gongzi is good at everything, but he just doesn't let people finish his words, the poor monk is really... Chest tightness! ”

The mountain road is difficult to walk, not to mention that there is no road, and the two of them walked all morning, but they failed to cross a hill.

Moreover, the midday sun was just too hot.

Seeing that the chubby Tang Seng was about to turn into a water man, Ye Yuan finally showed mercy, took the initiative to stop, and said.

"Rest!"

"Whew..."

Tang Seng was so tired that he was about to collapse, and he couldn't say a word.

He sat directly on the root of a large raised tree, his eyes glazed over.

"Hehe, Tang Seng's physique is really pampered!"

Ye Yuan shook his head, immediately took off the water bladder from himself and threw it to Tang Seng Dao.

"Drink some!"

Tang Seng had already drunk his three water bladders, and at this time he was so hungry and thirsty that he couldn't care about his manners, so he directly opened the plug and poured water into a big gulp.

"Goodong... Goo Dong..."

After drinking the water, Tang Seng felt that he was alive again.

At this time, he found out that although King Teng, who was only eleven years old, had a little sweat on his forehead, his situation was much better than that of an adult like him, and he couldn't help but slander in his heart.

"Sure enough, the bear child is energetic!"

Fortunately, Ye Yuan didn't pay attention to him at this time, otherwise he would have suffered guiltily next.

Ye Yuan saw that Tang Seng was out of the crisis of dehydration and heat stroke, so he said.

"Give me the water bladder, I'll go find some water."

Tang Seng felt the empty water bladder, a little ashamed, and said with a sigh.

"The poor monk went to find..."

This time, Ye Yuan still didn't let him finish.

"You go, can you still get up?"

"Ugh."

Tang Seng tried it, his legs were swollen and sore, and he couldn't get up at all.

"Give it to me."

Ye Yuan didn't care about him anymore, picked up a few water bladders and left.

Walking out of Tang Seng's sight, Ye Yuan took out a chilled watermelon and indulged in the coolness.

As for the water bladder, it is already filled with water.

Ye Yuan was happily eating melons, looking around, and muttered to himself with a complicated expression.

"The sky is unpredictable, what happened in the Three Realms, no one even paid attention to Tang Seng."

Ye Yuan was very curious, since he left Chang'an City, he found out that no one paid attention to protecting Tang Seng at all.

It's like... The plan of the Journey to the West, carefully planned by the gods and Buddhas in the sky, suddenly became irrelevant.

The protagonist Tang Seng suddenly became worthless.

"It seems that this road is not peaceful."

Originally, traveling westward to learn from the scriptures was a play, and it could be completed by performing casually.

But now, the director is not here, so don't you have to dance wildly.