"The Bodhisattva is right."

Chen San didn't want to argue with Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he didn't participate in the debate competition, so what people like to say, it was not worth quarreling.

Who called the Bodhisattva better than himself?

Guanyin Bodhisattva warned again: "There is still a long way to go to Lingshan, there will be all kinds of hardships and temptations on the way, I hope Xuanzang you can abide by your heart, keep in mind the precepts of Buddhism, and don't have today's reckless behavior." ”

"Well, the Bodhisattva is right."

"I will take this red boy back to restrain and discipline, and then give you Yang Zhi nectar to heal Wukong and Little White Dragon, you should sell me face, and this matter will be stopped, how about it?"

"Yes, yes, the Bodhisattva is right."

"Huh?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned, and only then did he hear how perfunctory Chen San's tone was.

Shaking his head helplessly, there was a great regret that rotten wood could not be carved.

But in the end, he did not have a seizure, but left a vial containing poplar nectar, and left with Red Child, Muzha and Po Luo Dragon Girl.

When she left, she looked back again and again, her eyes full of doubts.

Chen San asked Bajie to pick up the bottle and take the first step to heal Wukong and Xiaobailong's injuries.

Bajie took the bottle, and a greedy look appeared on his face: "Brother Monkey alone, I'm afraid I won't need so much, can I give the rest to my old pig." ”

"It's a life-saving thing, what do you want it to do?"

"Master doesn't know, legend has it that Guanyin Bodhisattva's poplar branch nectar is even rarer than the Heavenly Palace Immortal Brew, and my old pig just wants to taste it."

Sha Seng hurriedly popularized: "Second Senior Brother, what they said is rare, they mean that this nectar is not easy to come by, but it does not mean that it is better than immortal brew." ”

"I'll taste the old pig, just one bite."

Zhu Bajie obviously didn't believe Sha Seng's words, quietly opened the lid, and prepared to take a bite.

Chen San stepped forward in time and snatched the bottle.

"Idiot, there are only so many things in this bottle, let alone let you taste it, it is estimated that if you lick it so much, this nectar will have to be less than half, and when the time comes, do you say that the teacher is a doctor Wukong or a doctor Xiaobailong?"

Sha Seng interjected: "Naturally, he is a senior medical brother!" ”

Chen San glanced at Sha Seng obliquely: "Wujing, what you said is not right, at the moment, this nectar is not missing at all, why can't you save two?" ”

This sand monk, even if he is stupid, he is still a straight man.

Sha Seng looked puzzled: "Why do you want to save two?" ”

Chen San wondered if Sha Seng was infected by himself, and suddenly loved the bar so much?

"If you can save two, why only one?"

"Also, is the question of which one to save? What the teacher said was that there was not much nectar, and Bajie could not be allowed to drink it secretly. ”

Unexpectedly, Sha Seng asked rhetorically: "One person is injured, why save two, isn't it a waste?" ”

"Purify your ......"

Wait a minute!

"Wujing, you said that one person was injured? Didn't Bajie tell me that Wukong and Little White Dragon were both seriously injured? ”

Zhu Bajie hid behind Sha Seng, exposed half of his head, and said timidly: "Master wants to wronged me again, I never said that the little white dragon was injured, old pig." ”

Chen San was angry: "You forgot, in Putuo Mountain, outside the Purple Bamboo Forest, didn't you say that the red boy's samadhi true fire is very powerful, and the little white dragon borrowed the water from the four seas and couldn't extinguish it, and was almost burned into a little black dragon?" ”

Zhu Bajie nodded confusedly: "This is what the old pig said." ”

"Then you are still ......"

Seeing Chen San waving his fist, Zhu Bajie hurriedly said: "What the old pig said was that he was almost burned into a little black dragon, but he never said that he was really burned into a little black dragon!" ”

Almost?

Chen San's fist directly hit Zhu Bajie's head.

Just because of you, Lao Tzu almost fell out with Guanyin Bodhisattva!

Sure enough, as the saying goes, useless is a pig's head.

Chen San confirmed to Sha Seng again: "Long'er is really fine?" ”

Sha Seng nodded heavily: "Okay, otherwise how can I rest assured that she will take care of the senior brother at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Chen Sanyi heard that the little white dragon was fine, his mood suddenly brightened, and he felt that even the air around him was sweet, and after turning around in place a few times, he threw the bottle containing the poplar branch nectar to Sha Seng and ran down the mountain by himself.

"You two hurry up, don't let the dragon ...... Don't let Goku wait! ”

At the bottom of the mountain, in a makeshift shed made of wood and vines.

Wukong has woken up, but his eyes have not yet regained his sight, and he is scolding and shouting to fight Red Boy alone.

The little white dragon persuaded bitterly on the side.

"Tut-tut......"

Hearing Chen San's voice, Wukong was temporarily quiet, and he fumbled and grabbed Chen San's arm: "Master, you're not dead!" ”

"Why do you all want me to die? Where can I not live with you as a teacher? ”

Wukong shook his head: "It's my old grandson who is too excited and said the wrong thing, don't blame Master, it's really good that Master is still alive." ”

Seeing that Sun Wukong, who was black and had few hairs left, was still concerned about his safety, Chen San felt a warmth in his heart, caressing Wukong's head, and a layer of black ash floated in front of him.

"Burn so hard, this hair...... Can it still grow? ”

Xiao Bailong stood aside, and did not greet Chen San for a long time, although he had been calm, his slightly trembling mouth seemed to have something to say.

I finally mustered up the courage to step forward and prepare to speak.

Chen San's gaze was attracted by Bajie and Sha Seng who were playing behind him.

"It's all your fault!"

"How can you blame me, second senior brother!"

"If you hadn't pushed me, how could I have lost my head in my hand and drank this nectar in one gulp!"

"It's obvious that you're greedy, senior brother, I didn't want to stop you, but now in front of the master, you blame me."

Chen San looked at Zhu Bajie: "Finished drinking?" ”

Bajie hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, licked his face and said, "Who would have thought that the poplar branch nectar would be so smooth, and it would be gone in one bite." ”

"Don't be afraid, as a teacher, I won't beat you, isn't it just a mouthful of nectar, what a big deal."

Chen San patted Bajie's shoulder comfortingly, so that he didn't have to worry about it, and then came to Wukong's side again, and whispered: "Wukong, Bajie drank the nectar that Guanyin Bodhisattva gave you to heal as wine." ”

The big stone in Bajie's heart was put down a second ago, and then hung up again, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Brother Monkey is angry, I didn't mean to be an old pig, I'll go to the Bodhisattva to ask for some more!" ”

"It's okay, then you can go, remember to ask for more, and let the teacher also taste it."

When Chen San said this, Bajie was at a loss.

"Master almost fought with the dragon girl just now, and he fought against the Bodhisattva like that, I'll go to find it at this time, what if I get angry with the old pig!"

Hearing the conflict between Chen San and the Po Luo Dragon Girl, the little white dragon looked at Chen San and stared at him in surprise.

Bajie saw the subtle changes in Xiao Bailong's expression, as if he saw a life-saving straw, and quickly changed the topic.

"Little White Dragon, didn't you see Master's reaction when he heard that you were injured, beating that red boy was like pinching a grasshopper, that Po Luo Longnu and Mu Zha's persuasion, Master almost beat them together, if it weren't for Guanyin Bodhisattva, the red boy would definitely die today!"

The little white dragon couldn't help but feel shocked.