In the previous life, Journey to the West, as one of the four famous novels, was the only mythological story, among which there were countless film and television drama adaptations.

And the so-called ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulties are even more familiar.

Therefore, as long as there are places in the original work, such as the country of Baoxiang, the country of black chickens, the country of sacrifice, and the country of daughters, Jiangliu has all heard of it.

It's just that this Mingji country, Jiangliu is unheard of, so in Jiangliu's view, this should be just an inconspicuous small country on the westbound road, and there will be no catastrophe.

I have traveled 30,000 miles to the west, and I have seen a lot of such small countries, cities, and rivers.

Since he came, naturally, the necessary supplies were needed, so Jiang Liu asked Sun Wukong to change Sha Wujing's appearance.

Naturally, Zhu Bajie also turned into a pot-bellied man, and the group entered the royal city of the Mingji Kingdom.

"Huh, is something happening in this Mingji country?" It's just that after walking in, Jiang Liu's expression was a little surprised, as the royal city of a country, there are too few people here.

Not to mention the loud voice, but it should also be lively and noisy.

However, when I walked in, I found that it was very deserted, and when I looked left and right, seven or eight out of ten shops on both sides of the street were closed.

"What's the situation? Could it be that there is a demon in this royal city? That's why these people are so scared that they don't dare to open the door to do business?" Looking at the cold and deserted appearance in this royal city, Jiang Liu's heart murmured secretly.

It seems that only this explanation can make sense.

However, although this royal city is deserted, it is not completely empty, there is an old man next to him, who was originally selling vegetables on the side of the street, and at this time he was also in a hurry to close the stall.

"Old man, Amitabha, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the eastern soil, and went to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures.

Jiang Liu came to the old man, looked humble and polite, and asked.

"It turned out to be a monk from the Heavenly Empire!" Seeing Jiang Liu's handsome and polite appearance, although the old man was eager, he did not show an impatient look, and said: "You little monk is a coincidence, our annual incense ceremony in Daluo Temple of Mingji Kingdom is held today, so everyone is in a hurry to see the incense!"

"Is it a gift of incense!?" Hearing the old man's words, Jiang Liu's heart paused slightly, and he sighed a little.

If you say what Jiang Liu regrets the most? is that he went to participate in the incense ceremony, and then he was marked with a full twelve ring scars!

Of course, Jiang Liu also knew that in his own capacity, even if he did not participate in the incense ceremony, the Bodhisattva and the Buddha would definitely try their best to set themselves on the road to the west.

Therefore, this regret is completely meaningless.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that this Mingji country happened to hold an incense ceremony today?

"However, since it's a gift of incense, there's no need to be so lively, right?" Although he understood what was going on, Jiang Liu immediately pointed around and said with a strange expression.

Yes, the gift of incense is indeed a grand event, and for the ancient people who had little entertainment, it was even more important to go and see the excitement.

But even if it was the incense gift in Chang'an City, there was no scene of this empty alley, why did this Ming Ji country attach so much importance to the gift of incense? Even the shops on the street were closed seven or eight out of ten?

"This little monk, don't you know, the gift of incense is held once a year, and there is indeed nothing special to pay attention to, but this year is different!" As Jiang Liu's words fell, the old man shook his head and said.

"What's the difference?" Jiang Liu asked curiously.

"I heard that when the abbot of Daluo Temple got lost, he met a baby, lying on the lotus, and he could still see the Buddha's light protection body, so he picked up the baby and raised it himself, and now he is three years old.

"Isn't it common to wait until you are fifteen years old?" Jiang Liu was even more surprised, he was only three years old to give incense?

"Ordinary people, of course, have to wait until they are fifteen years old, but this child is different, I heard that there is still a remnant of Su Hui from the previous life, and he was born to know it, and he is already familiar with the major Buddhist scriptures at the age of three! Therefore, the master of Daluo Temple is in a hurry to give him incense!" said the old man with a look of amazement on his face.

Obviously, there is a matter of Buddhist genius in Daluo Temple, even if it is just a small people, but this old man is still the truth.

"I see, no wonder this royal city shows the scene of thousands of empty alleys!" Hearing this, Jiang Liu nodded and suddenly realized.

"Disciples, since we have encountered this matter, how about we go over and take a look?" After a moment of silent silence, Jiang Liu followed and spoke.

"Master, you just decide, you don't have to ask us!" Hearing Jiang Liu's inquiry, Sun Wukong waved his hand and said.

A group of bald donkeys give incense? What's there to see? Sun Wukong is not interested.

However, since the master wants to see it, of course he can't go against it.

Even Sun Wukong said this, naturally, Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie did not dare to oppose it.

Seeing that several apprentices had no objections, Jiang Liu and his party also leaned in the direction of Daluo Temple.

Good guy, the old man just now is really right, this big Buddha temple is crowded, crowded with people, about hundreds of bare-headed teenagers, are quietly waiting for incense.

Of course, there are monks in this Daluo Temple who are maintaining order, and as the river flows over them, the monks who maintain order inquire.

Hearing that Jiang Liu was a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, he looked at the customs clearance documents, and after verifying his identity, he personally sent someone to receive him and led Jiang Liu and his party in.

Moreover, they were arranged in a good enough position to observe.

The high-ranking monks of the Tang Dynasty came, and they were also the royal brothers of the Tang Emperor, and the news was quickly reported to the upper echelons of the Daluo Temple.

It's just that now the incense ceremony has come to begin, so the abbot of Daluo Temple doesn't have time to receive Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu has experienced the gift of incense himself, and if you look closely, there is not much difference from when she participated in the gift of incense.

One by one, the little novices took turns to go up to give incense, and those who couldn't light the incense scars looked gloomy, and some even cried.

And those who are lit with incense scars are happy.

Nearly 100 small novices give incense, which seems to be a lot of people, but it doesn't take much time.

All the people were watching carefully, and the elimination rate was extremely high, and after all the hundreds of young novices had been ordered, only eight people succeeded in giving incense.

Of those, only one had two ring scars on his head.

"What a place where Buddha fate is scarce!"

Looking at the scene of this incense ceremony, which was completely incomparable to the Great Buddha Temple in Chang'an City, Jiang Liu's heart secretly shook his head, this Ming Ji Kingdom has never heard of it in the original book, is it really very inconspicuous?

After the incense ceremony of these young novices was completed, the entire square of the incense ceremony suddenly fell silent.

All the people who came to watch also consciously held their breath, and everyone knew that the highlight of the finale was coming.

"Apprentice, come and teach incense!" "Finger a large incense, on which is engraved the "swastika" Buddha seal, the abbot of Daluo Temple said.

With his words, a child stepped out.

The three-year-old child looks very young, bareheaded, wearing a monk's robe, giving people a very cute feeling.

It's just that although he is only a three-year-old child, this child walks out barefoot, giving people a very old-fashioned feeling, and his bearing does not look like a child at all.

What's more, what's even more dumbfounded is that this child actually has a small wine gourd hanging from his waist, and his other hand is actually holding a chicken leg to gnaw.

When he walked out, the sleeve of the child's monk's robe wiped his mouth, and immediately left a mark of oil stains, and his feet sped up a lot: "Master, here, here......"

"This, is this the proud disciple of the legendary Master Puhui?"

Seeing this child who came out, only three years old, drinking and eating meat, this made many people watching look at each other, and immediately, there was a lot of discussion.

"You scoundrel, don't let it go yet!" Hearing the discussion of the people around him, Master Puhui's face turned red.

And the monks of the Daluo Temple next to them are even more covering their faces with their hands, and they look like they have no face.

Although this child has always liked to steal wine and drink, steal meat to eat, but the people of Daluo Temple did not expect that in this scene of incense gift, everyone will appear in this appearance.

"Come here!"

Master Puhui, who was originally extraordinary, hurriedly rushed forward at this time, snatched the chicken leg from the child's hand, and naturally, the wine gourd on his waist was also untied and placed aside.

Reluctantly looked at the chicken legs and wine put away by the monk next to him, and the child still had a milky voice, and said, "Senior brother, remember not to lose it!"

Poof......

As the child's words fell, Zhu Bajie next to him couldn't help laughing out loud and said, "Master, this is really interesting!

"It's only so big, you drink wine and eat meat? Who the hell taught this!?"

Even Jiang Liu, looking at this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he had a feeling that his worldview was collapsing.

No wonder others say that this child has Su Hui, and it is impossible for the people of Daluo Temple to teach him to drink wine and eat meat.

So, are they some memories from a past life?

It seems that the Meng Po soup that this child drank can't be mixed with water!?