Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and the hot summer is passing in a blink of an eye, and it is the autumn frost season.

"Haha! It's still a nice day!"

The autumn wind gusted, and Zhu Bajie was full of joy.

Although they are not afraid of the scorching heat, Sun Wukong and Monk Sha are also happy.

Only Tang Seng looked depressed, the weather was not hot, and the high temperature subsidy was gone.

1.5 times the salary, and 10 years less work per day.

It's not much, but it adds up to a lot of money.

And I didn't get the winter subsidy last year, and I don't know if there is any this year.

The next difficulty is the Flame Mountain, and Tang Seng feels that there is a high probability that it will be gone this year.

Eight hundred miles of flame mountain, the surrounding area must be hot to death.

The scenery is desolate, and the mountains and rivers are longer.

The four of them walked and stopped, and after a few days, unconsciously, they gradually felt steaming.

"What's going on, it's autumn, but it's getting hotter?"

Zhu Bajie looked at the sky above his head, his eyes full of incomprehension.

Sun Wukong and Monk Sha were also frowning.

It has just experienced the scorching heat, and the autumn wind has already been bleak.

In just a few days, it has become inexplicably hotter.

The autumn wind blowing in the air is all hot and hot.

Monk Sha thought about it for a while, and said softly: "I think it's the right time, and the autumn and summer are also good." ”

Sun Wukong and a few people can't figure it out, so they can only think so.

Entering the 'Eight Hundred Miles of Flame Mountain' requires a minimum stay of seven days. ’

Only Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, rejoiced in his heart and finally arrived at the Flame Mountain.

And the prompt sound of the system in his head also made him slightly surprised, it was actually seven days.

After learning from the experience for so long, there is only the treatment of green cow essence, and it seems that there must be a lot of rewards for this difficulty.

When he looked over, he saw a village not far away.

The houses covered with red tiles, the walls made of red bricks, the red accelerator leaf, and the red lacquered couch are all red.

"Wukong! There's a family there, go up and ask what's going on. ”

Tang Seng pointed in front of him and slowly dismounted.

"Someone's home? Master, I'll go!"

Zhu Bajie, who took a look, suddenly looked happy and hurriedly jumped up.

"Bajie! Don't crash into people. ”

Looking at Zhu Bajie in a hurry, Tang Seng hurriedly shouted.

"Master!

Zhu Bajie, who was running in front, waved his hand, but his speed was not slow at all.

Tang Seng, who shook his head, had to signal Sun Wukong and a few people to hurry up.

"Is there anybody? Is there anybody in the house?"

When Tang Seng approached, he saw Zhu Bajie constantly shouting.

His hand knocked on the door, but there was no response.

"Master, no one seems to be there?"

Seeing Tang Seng coming, Zhu Bajie turned around and said.

The red oil door was tightly closed, and there seemed to be no one.

"It must be your nerd's loud voice that scares people and they don't dare to open the door. ”

Sun Wukong, who was standing next to Tang Seng, laughed with a smile in his mouth.

"The owner of this house has done something unfortunate, otherwise he would have been frightened by my old pig's voice. ”

Zhu Bajie pursed his lips and muttered in his mouth.

The smiling Sun Wukong walked up, and was about to knock on the door, but the door slowly opened.

An old man wearing a deep coat of Gebu, a cool hat, and a cane walked out of it, looking at Sun Wukong with a panicked face at the moment.

"You're a weirdo from there, what are you doing in front of me?"

Sun Wukong clasped his hands together and replied softly: "Old donor, don't be afraid, I'm not a weirdo, we are the people sent to the West by the Tang Dynasty of the Eastern Soil." Four masters and apprentices, suitable for the treasure side, seeing that the weather is steaming hot, one is puzzled, and the other is not well-known, so I ask for advice or two. ”

The old man looked out and back, although he was surprised to see Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, but Tang Seng had a gentle face and a dignified appearance, and he didn't look like a wicked person.

"Old donor, there are many disturbances. ”

Tang Seng also walked up slowly, his hands folded.

"Don't blame the elder, it's just that this elder has a strange appearance, and he was shocked for a while, and a few people are in the house, so they can come in and sit down. ”

Seeing the Fengzi Peugeot Tang Seng, the old man hurriedly invited a few people in.

Tang Seng and his apprentice did not refuse, and hurriedly followed.

Just as a few people walked into the hospital, suddenly a shout came from the door.

"Sell cakes! Sell cakes!"

But it was a young man, pushing a red cart and stopping outside the door.

Zhu Bajie, who was walking inside in a hurry, heard the words and grabbed Monk Sha.

"Brother Sha, give me some money, and I'll buy some pastries to eat. ”

Monk Sha, who shook his head, could only take out a few copper coins from his bag.

"Brother, bring me some pastries. ”

Zhu Bajie, who ran up, said excitedly.

The man didn't talk nonsense after taking the money, lifted the cotton cloth on the top of the car, steamed, took out a few cakes and handed them to Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie held it in his hand, as if holding a few pieces of charcoal, and looked at the man in front of him with a suspicious expression.

"It's so hot, how can you eat it Chinese?"

The man looked at Zhu Bajie, and said with a smile: "Don't come here if you're afraid of the heat, it's so hot here." ”

Zhu Bajie, who was tossing with his left and right hands, couldn't help but be annoyed when he heard this.

"You man is so unreasonable, he is so hot, the grains don't bear fruit, where do you come from?"

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Not to mention that Zhu Bajie was buying pastries outside, Tang Seng who walked into the courtyard asked softly: "Old donor, it's autumn now, why is it still so hot here?"

The old man shook his head, and said with emotion: "The land is called a flame mountain, there is no spring and no autumn, and it is hot in all seasons. ”

Sun Wukong and Sha Monk on the side were suspicious in their eyes, their little junior brother Red Boy hadn't cultivated the Samadhi True Fire in the Flame Mountain, but he didn't expect to be met by them now.

Sun Wukong, who was a little strange, then raised his head and asked, "Old donor, where is the Flame Mountain that can block the way to the west?"

The old man was slightly stunned, and looked Tang Seng up and down.

"The West can't go. The mountain is sixty miles away from here, and it is the only way to pass through the west, and there is not a single grass around the eight hundred miles of flame mountain. If you want to cross the mountain, even if you have a copper head and an iron body, you will also turn into juice. ”

After that, he shook his head again and again.

At this time, I saw Zhu Bajie outside the courtyard running in excitedly.

"Master, Master, I know how to cross the Flaming Mountain. ”

Holding the pastry in one hand, he shouted excitedly.

"Second Senior Brother, this old man said that he has eight hundred miles of Flame Mountain, and he can't get by with his copper brain and iron body, how can you get by. ”

Seeing Zhu Bajie running in, Monk Sha looked puzzled.

"Hehe, hey, my old pig has inquired, as long as I find the banana fan of the iron fan fairy, one to extinguish the fire, the second to make the wind, and the third to rain, then I can't wait to cross this flame mountain." ”

The triumphant Zhu Bajie said and took a bite of the pastry in his hand.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong jumped over and hurriedly asked, "Do you know where the Iron Fan Immortal came from and where is it now?"

Zhu Bajie, who was eating pastries, suddenly stiffened when he heard this.

"My old pig was so happy that I forgot to ask, and I went to look for the man who sold pastries. ”

Zhu Bajie, who scratched his head, hurriedly turned around and ran towards the outside of the courtyard, but there were still people selling pastries.

"Hey, that man was just here, why did he turn around and disappear?"

Looking at the empty courtyard, Zhu Bajie's face was suspicious.

It didn't take a while to enter the door, and I didn't run so fast.

Glancing at Zhu Bajie who was looking outside, the old man said: "The iron fan fairy also knows that thousands of miles away from the southwest of this place, there is a mountain called Cuiyun Mountain, and there is a fairy cave in the mountain, called Basho Cave, and the iron fan fairy lives there, but you have no gifts, I'm afraid that the big fairy will not come." ”

"What gift does he want?"

The sand monk on the side interjected.

Meeting the gaze of Tang Seng and several people, the old man said slowly: "I am a family here, and I beg once in ten years. Four pigs and four sheep, red inside and outside, strange fragrance and fruit, chicken and goose wine, bathing piety, worship to the fairy mountain, invite him out of the hole, and then cast a spell. ”

Sun Wukong, who heard the words, didn't care, but borrowing a fan was not a piece of cake.

"Don't worry about it, the old donor, I'll go to the banana cave later, and I can borrow a fan. ”

The old man smiled and didn't say much.

Bidding farewell to the old man, Tang Seng and his apprentices hit the road again.

"Senior brother, why don't you borrow a fan?"

Feeling that it was getting hotter and hotter all around, Zhu Bajie shouted at Sun Wukong.

I have already inquired clearly, but it is only a thousand miles away, and it is only a blink of an eye to go back and forth.

"It's almost time to get off work, so I'll borrow it tomorrow!"

Glancing at the sky, Sun Wukong waved his hand and said.

There are still sixty miles away from the Flame Mountain, so naturally there is no need to rush.

The corners of Zhu Bajie's mouth twitched, and he had nothing to say, so he could only walk forward slowly.

Tang Seng, who faced this scene, was still indifferently riding on the white dragon horse, but he was thinking about how to expand the impact of this difficulty.

He urgently needs to do these things now, and the tribulation is the time to get the most rewards, and he can't waste any more tribulations.

All the way to the west, about ten miles away, gradually scorching hot and steaming, several people also saw the flaming mountain in the distance.

From afar, the mountains are full of stones, many of which are burned red.

The steaming heat is rolling up, and there is not a single grass or tree in sight.

"Master, the soles of these feet are very hot. ”

Monk Sha, who was walking behind with his burden, shouted at Tang Seng.

Zhu Bajie, who was walking on the side, also called again and again.

There are still dozens of miles to go so hot, and I am afraid it is even more exaggerated to think about coming to the Flaming Mountain.

The Eight Hundred Miles Flame Mountain does not seem to be an ordinary flame.

"Hehe, hey, tell you to cultivate hard, you can't stand this little flame. ”

Sun Wukong, who was walking in front, turned around and shook his head to look at Zhu Bajie and the two.

"Senior brother, I don't think this flame mountain is a mortal fire, how can there be such a strange place among the mundane. ”

Zhu Bajie, who had Nunu's mouth, looked puzzled.

"You idiot, you forgot where your little junior brother Red Boy cultivated the Samadhi True Fire?"

Glancing at Zhu Bajie behind him, Sun Wukong replied.

"Oh, senior brother, I don't even remember if you don't say it, the little junior brother can cultivate into the Samadhi True Fire here, and the origin of this Flame Mountain is probably a bit not simple. ”

Zhu Bajie completely opened his clothes and exclaimed.

Sun Wukong, who heard the words, said with a smile: "It's not simple, just find a land and ask." ”

"Land, land, come out quickly!"

With that, his right foot hit the ground again and again.

There was a soft bang, and a figure rose up in the rolling white eyes.

I saw an old man, dressed in a fluttering wind, with a glaive crown on his head, holding a dragon's head cane, only stepping on iron boots, and then carrying a carved fish cheek, with a copper basin on his head, and some steamed cakes and cakes in the basin, yellow grain and rice.

The Monkey King and the others who were watching around all looked at the comer with suspicious expressions.

This land is a little different!