It's another year of peach meeting.

Outside the jade of Qionglou, where the clouds cover the clouds, is the misty Yao Pond. Chang'e in the pool performs the dance of flying in the sky, and the gods outside the pool gather for immortality.

The Pure Altar Messenger Bodhisattva Zhu Bajie sat and fought against the Holy Buddha, and there were several immortal fruits and peaches, and he was stunned that he didn't touch it. Since getting the preparation of Xitian, Zhu Bajie has no taste for anything he eats, and he is lonely when he chews anything.

Thinking that he would have to go through a hundred calamities like this, Zhu Bajie's heart was full of melancholy and helplessness.

Hey! A sigh can't suppress the emptiness, loneliness and coldness of the retired old pig!

"Come, Bajie, you and I will drink this cup together." Fighting to defeat the Buddha's hands, with a smile on his face, his expression and movements have learned the solemnity that the Buddha should have.

I want to scold Bi Ma Wen, who is crowned by a monkey, Bajie can't speak, this monkey has a very high understanding, what does it look like.

However, Bajie still likes the unruly Monkey King, a monkey who has been smoothed out of the edges and corners, how awkward it looks.

Some words can only be held in his heart, Bajie grinned, picked up the wine cup, and before he could clink glasses with the Dou Victory Buddha, the wine had already spilled a third. When the two of them were about to touch the glasses, the monkey delicately put the cup back, and then smiled again.

Bajie was stunned for a moment, and poured all the wine down in the posture of eating ginseng fruit, his mouth was full of bitterness, and there was also a class among the monks, the monkey was the Buddha, and the Bajie was the Bodhisattva. The monkey brother on the way to learn the scriptures may never be seen again.

What kind of bullshit fruit is this, fourteen years of westward travel, after a lot of hardships, ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties, in the end, the days are not as happy as Gao Laozhuang.

Thinking of the second sister egg, Gao Cuilan, the bewitching and cheap spirit along the way, and then look at the Chang'e in the pool, Bajie sorrow came from it, and he took the wine jar next to him and poured it into his mouth, he had a wide stomach, and ten catties of wine was not enough for him to drink.

Bajie altar after altar, put all the dissatisfaction into the wine, drink it, get drunk and have everything in your dreams.

Zhu Bajie drank eight altars of immortal brew in a row, and the gods of the fairy palace who watched it were all amazed, and the Buddhas of the West Heaven frowned.

After he finished drinking, he fell asleep, snoring like thunder, Guan Tianque was shaken by the snoring, and the bullfighting palace trembled.

The Chang'e danced chaotically, and the immortal family lost interest. A good peach saint was stirred up by Zhu Bajie's snoring.

The queen mother had no choice but to hastily end the peach holy meeting, and the Buddha lost face in the heavenly palace, and secretly asked Ananda Jiaye to stay and let Zhu Bajie clean up the leftovers of the banquet.

When the immortals left, only the sleeping Bajie and Ananda leaves were left in Yaochi. Jia Ye saw that Bajie was sleeping soundly, picked up a jar of immortal brew, and poured it on Zhu Bajie's face.

"Huh, hum. Brother Monkey is raining, quickly find a place for the master to collect his clothes. Bajie sat up smartly, the wine flowed into his eyes, he couldn't see anything, and he hurriedly wiped the wine on his face.

Ananda Kaye looked stupid and stupid when he saw Bajie, and laughed. Bajie sat up, recalled for a while, and then looked at Jiaye holding the wine jar in his hand, knowing that it was these two people who were playing tricks on him.

Bajie suddenly became angry, picked up the low table next to him and smashed it on Jiaye's head. Zhu Bajie, who is usually submissive, drank wine, but his six relatives did not recognize him, and the wine was strong and courageous, and his strength was a little more than usual.

Ananda saw that Ka Ye was beaten, and hurriedly scolded: "Zhu Bajie, as a messenger of the Pure Altar, you don't deal with the swill after the banquet, and you still dare to beat people, aren't you afraid that I will wait until the Buddha to sue you." ”

Not to mention that the messenger of the pure altar is okay, as soon as the messenger of the pure altar is mentioned, Zhu Bajie picked up the low table, turned around and slapped it on Ananda's head.

What's more, Lao Tzu is a dignified marshal of Tianpeng, and the monk of the Tang Dynasty learned the scriptures, and when he arrived in the west, he sealed an official who collected swill. It's just enough to collect swill, why should he keep the precepts, he hasn't even touched a woman's hair for many years. In my dream just now, I finally coaxed Chang'e to ride a pig, and I was disturbed by you two bald donkeys. The more Zhu Bajie thought about it, the more angry he became, threw a few shots, and rode on Ananda with a hammer.

"Happy, if you don't beat you, you're not Zhu Bajie."

"It hurts, it hurts."

"The Bodhisattva spares his life, and the Pig Bodhisattva accepts me."

After a toss, Bajie beat Ananda Kaye and begged for mercy again and again, and the two of them had more breath and less breath, lying on the ground motionless.

After this punch and kick, Bajie sweated, and suddenly half of the wine woke up, looking at the Buddha's beloved disciples lying on the ground, he came up vigorously, and he was not afraid to the extreme.

and kicked them several times.

"Do you dare to ask for a bribe?"

"Do you dare to tell me to collect swill?"

"Do you dare to trick me, you can't beat Bi Ma Wen, and you two bald asses?"

Bajie kicked and asked, and Ananda was left with only a hum.

Bajie played happily, and he had never been so cool since he got the fruit flavor of Xitian. Doing whatever you want is the purpose of becoming an immortal, Lao Tzu is an immortal, why should he be controlled. Bajie gritted his teeth, didn't do anything, or went to Guanghan Palace again.

Before leaving, Bajie remembered Sun Wukong's operation. So Bajie waved his hand and included the immortal peaches, melons and fruits, as well as the delicacies and brews that the immortals didn't eat much, into his own inner world of the Yuan Shen.

This is not enough, tables, chairs and benches, flower pots and plants, fairy lamps and ornaments, swept away. Yaochi is like a locust, clean and bare, and even half of the water in Yaochi is missing.

Bajie was satisfied, and was just about to drive the clouds, when he suddenly felt that his bladder was suffocating, and a soak of pig urine drenched Ananda leaves all over his face, and then Bajie drove the clouds to Guanghan Palace.