One day, the master and apprentice were walking on the road, due to boredom, Xuanzang hummed a minor tune by himself, and Sun Wukong followed behind with his luggage.

The sun is getting higher, and Xuanzang's head is a little reflective.

An old woman in old clothes came on, carrying a rattan basket in her hand, and she was not afraid of Sun Wukong's strange appearance.

"Where did the monk come from, and how did he come to this deep mountain?" asked the old woman, who blocked her way.

Xuanzang took a look at it, and guessed that this old woman might be the Guanyin Bodhisattva pretending, as for the purpose, he could guess with the "Journey to the West" that he had brushed five or six times in his previous life, and he must have come to send the golden hoop.

Xuanzang cleared his throat and said: "Poor monk Xuanzang, from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, went to the West Tianling Mountain to worship the Buddha and learn scriptures!"

After saying this, his hands were folded, and his face showed a yearning expression.

The old woman nodded with satisfaction, and was about to continue to say something, when Xuanzang's next sentence almost made her go berserk.

"The poor monk left the temple, and when he saw this world of flowers for the first time, he suddenly felt that he was still a rich man, marrying a wife and concubine in one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven rooms, and it was also good to spend time and drink every day. ”

Old Woman: "???"

I almost couldn't help but ask: "Xuanzang, your heart to seek Buddha was eaten by a dog?"

Xuanzang smiled and continued: "The monks don't speak, the little monk just made a joke, don't mind the old man, it's still fun to learn from the scriptures, there are so many cute little monsters along the way!"

The old woman's expression was a little wonderful, and she sighed and said, "I don't think your retinue's clothes are very suitable, so I just have a beautiful dress and a hat here, so I'll give you this entourage!"

Xuanzang looked as usual, took the coat and hat and thanked him, "In this way, I will thank the old lady for my apprentice!"

The old woman smiled, turned around and walked to the intersection to transform into Guanyin Bodhisattva, and nodded at Tang Xuanzang, with a look of expectation.

When Xuanzang saw it, his acting skills were instantly online, and he folded his hands and said, "I've seen Master Guanyin!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva secretly transmitted a message to Xuanzang: "You put that hat on your eldest apprentice Sun Wukong, there is a golden hoop in it, which takes root in the flesh, and cooperates with my "Tight Mantra", which will definitely make the monkey head listen to you, if you don't stop disciplining, you will silently recite the "Tight Mantra" in your heart, and remember that the mantra is ......"

Xuanzang memorized the "Tight Mantra" word for word, and then smiled at Guanyin Bodhisattva, indicating that he had memorized it.

Guanyin nodded, turned into a white light, and disappeared into the clouds.

Seeing that Master Guanyin was gone, Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief, "This old woman, calculate and calculate, and transform and transform, so that others don't know that you have a thousand hands and a thousand likenesses, it's really boring!"

Sun Wukong accidentally heard Xuanzang's complaint on the side, his heart shook, his feet slipped, and he almost tripped over.

What kind of monk is this, how can you still complain about Guanyin?

"Boom!" (three centimeters shorter)

Sun Wukong looked at Xuanzang with a confused expression: "???"

The expression on his face was very dazed, as if he was asking why he beat my grandson?

Xuanzang glanced back at Sun Wukong, and said lightly: "Look at your obscene appearance just now, you are not a serious monkey......

Yes, Taiyi Xuanxian almost tripped over a small stone on the side of the road, what kind of cosmic joke?

I definitely didn't think of anything good, Xuanzang thought.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he almost got angry and hurt himself, and said in his heart: "My old grandson is a dignified Monkey King, where is it obscene? Where is it not like a serious monkey?"

Looking at the shiny back of his head, Sun Wukong waved his fist into the air to express his dissatisfaction.

"Boom!" (three centimeters shorter)

"Hey, don't fight, my old grandson knows it's wrong, and I shouldn't offend the master!" Sun Wukong covered his head and fled.

"Hmph......" Xuanzang rubbed his nose arrogantly.

Yinian opened the chat group and sent the photo of the golden hoop to Ye Tian for a private chat: "Master Ye, can you have a way to forge an identical golden hoop according to the picture, and the poor monk is willing to pay 10 points to buy it for a fee!"

Ye Tian was cultivating in the Terran base, and suddenly received a message from Xuanzang, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Why did this Tang Seng ask me to build this golden hoop?"

Administrator Ye Tian: "Master Xuanzang, what are you doing to build this golden hoop? Isn't this the Bodhisattva's sharp weapon for you to restrain Sun Wukong, and creating an identical one does not have the effect of the original golden hoop!"

Xuanzang: "I'm ashamed to say it, the poor monk thinks that my apprentice wears this golden hoop very magnificently, so he wants to imitate one, some time ago, I saw that you imitated a Xuantie heavy sword for Xiaolongnu, so I asked this!"

Ye Tian was confused, this Tang Seng actually thought that the golden hoop was good-looking, and he wanted to wear it himself?

It's too ruined, this is not the Tang Sanzang in my impression at all!

After thinking about it for a while, I boiled it all down to the butterfly effect brought by the chat group.

You don't see Uncle Nine and Yue Buqun, who were extremely cold in the past, but now they have become poisoned patients in online chats who want to hug their thighs every day.

Administrator Ye Tian: "Yes, Holy Monk, are you interested in trading your apprentice's exercises?"

Xuanzang: "Amitabha, I'm sorry, Master Ye, I'm not interested!"

After speaking, he closed the chat interface, the avatar dimmed, leaving Ye Tian, who was forcibly rejected, looking at the chat box in a daze and at a loss.

"Alas, this Tang monk ...... What a character!"

"Someone, call the person in charge of the casting department, I want to forge something!"

......

Xuanzang threw his clothes to Sun Wukong, but threw his hat into the system space.

"This is a quasi-saint-level spirit beast ring, if you encounter any immortal beasts with great potential in the future, you can use them for your own use!" Xuanzang secretly thought to himself, and did not plan to put this golden hoop on Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong got dressed in a stumbling manner, walked in front of Xuanzang's eyes, showed it back and forth a few times, and asked, "Master, is it good-looking?"

"It's okay!" replied lightly, and Xuanzang continued on the road.

"That...... Master, wait a minute!"

Sun Wukong jumped in front of Xuanzang, rubbed his hands, and said: "Master, that flower hat, my grandson's eyes are also hot! If Master doesn't wear it, it's better to cheapen my grandson!"

After speaking, he gritted his teeth and scratched his hands, looking very eager.

It seems that this monkey loves the whole set!

Xuanzang took out the flower hat, took out the golden hoop, and threw the flower hat to Sun Wukong.

"Shmm, wear it!"

Sun Wukong took the flower hat, put it on his head with joy, and jumped up and down.

"Master, that golden hoop...... Just give it to my grandson! It looks like it's all a set!" Sun Wukong's eyes were sharp, and he asked reluctantly when he saw Xuanzang's movements.

This monkey really wants to wear a full set of clothes and hats!

Xuanzang frowned and looked at the monkey: "You can't bring that golden hoop, if you wear it in this life and are driven by others, you won't be free!"

Sun Wukong was startled, suddenly realized, and scolded angrily: "That old lady really didn't have any good intentions!"

"Shhh

Although he has a natural cover-up, he is not sure if Sun Wukong will be spied on.

Sun Wukong understood in seconds, immediately covered his mouth, and came up to Xuanzang with a smile: "Master, why are you so good to me?"

Xuanzang's right hand stretched out, in the shape of a fist, and smashed on Sun Wukong's head with a "bang".

"What kind of plane, gibberish gay gay, not like a serious monkey!"

"Let's go, it's time to hit the road!"

After Xuanzang finished speaking, he took a step and left, leaving Sun Wukong with a bright back of his head.

Sun Wukong rubbed his head, but he was not angry, and followed with a smile.

This monkey is born with a different species, clever and like a mirror in his heart.

Who is really good to him, it is clear in his heart.

After thinking about it for a while, the monkey also sang a minor tune that Master often sang.

"Let life and death be sent gently

A thousand hues are more important

The mirror is not stained with dust, and the heart is excited

Today's fruit depends on the day's planting

The scriptures in your hands should be praised in your heart

Fulfill my dream ...... heaven and earth"