Yang Jian planned to go to Alai, at this moment Alai had already dealt with the aftermath of Yuncheng, and was about to report to him, when he heard him say that the Monkey King was taken to retreat by the Bodhi Patriarch, and he wanted to replace the Monkey King to protect Tang Seng to the west, and couldn't help but smile:

"The Divine Monarch didn't even listen to the Heavenly Court, how could he be manipulated by the Bodhi Patriarch now? If he really agreed, his subordinates would escort Elder Tang to the west for the Monkey King. ”

Yang Jian put his hands behind his back, and his fingers touched the Qianqian knot on his wrist intentionally or unintentionally: "I'll go, I'm afraid that there are some things that you don't know, but it's troublesome." When something happens in the Divine Monarch Palace, it's okay for you to come over and replace me occasionally. ”

Alai couldn't help but step forward and raised his hand to touch Yang Jian's forehead.

Yang Jian hurriedly frowned, and complained with a slight exaggeration: "Now that I think about it, maybe I was taken into the ditch by the Bodhi Patriarch - this kind of old immortal who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years has too many eyes. ”

Without waiting for Alley to speak, he waved his hand, "I'm leaving, something is looking for me." As he spoke, he stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and left, as if he was afraid that Alai would stop him again.

Alai felt more and more that his own god monarch was abnormal.

There are many old immortals in the sky, why don't you see others leading him?

——*——*——

Tang Seng saw that "Wukong" stepped on the clouds and returned, immediately two more sunny points between his eyebrows, and the master and apprentice immediately went on the road after packing up, and stayed later to see that the sky was later, and the rooster crowed to catch up with the trip, which was much more orderly than before.

When staying again this night, Bajie made food, Wujing fed the horses, Tang Seng took this opportunity to call "Wukong" to the house, took his hands and said: "Good Wukong, you have behaved in the past few days, and you have taken care of me considerately-I used to recite the mantra, thinking that you don't blame me anymore." ”

"Wukong" was slightly stunned, and hurriedly smiled: "This is what an apprentice should do, the master is so polite, but the apprentice is not used to it." ”

Tang Seng was originally born weak and good-looking, but in the past few years, his skin has tanned a little, and his physique has become stronger, but his temperament is the same as before, and his eyes turned red before he spoke: "Do you remember, I recited the mantra a few times, and Erlang Shenjun was angry and took you away that day?"

"Wukong" eyes darkened: "I remember." ”

Tang Seng looked at him like this, and his eyes turned even redder: "You just blame me for this look - I was really impatient that day, I think it was because I suffered it...... Deceived by the demons of the heart, I thought that the oppression of power could subdue you. Later, when you asked Erlang Shenjun to take it away, an old fairy came to admonish me, and I realized the true meaning......

"What old immortal?" Yang Jian sounded strange, could it be the Bodhi Patriarch?

Tang Seng thought carefully: "With a white beard and white hair, a fairy wind and bones, he didn't say who he was, he only said that he was also a cultivator." ”

Maybe that's it.

I didn't expect Patriarch Bodhi to love and take care of his disciples so far.

Tang Seng saw that "Wukong" stopped talking, so he continued: "In the past few days, I have seen that you have been much more stable and proper, taking care of me thoughtfully and politely, being friendly and polite to my brothers and sisters, and I am very comforted in my heart - our master and apprentice should be like this." ”

Yang Jian secretly said in his heart, he was just trying his best to play a qualified apprentice, he didn't expect to be praised so much, this Tang Seng is actually very easy to coax and easy to satisfy.

While speaking, Wujing came to invite Tang Seng and "Wukong" to eat, Bajie was setting up dishes and chopsticks, and when he saw them coming, he began to complain: "Brother is not steamed bread or rice, cabbage or tofu every day, and now he only makes his own rice - brother, tomorrow will sleep in a tent for a day and eat a barbecue, right?"

He was a glutton, and he couldn't help but swallow at the mention of barbecue.

Yang Jian hesitated.

The tent is easy to manage, he has seen Hou Jingjing change, and he will change himself. How do you cook a barbecue?

At night, when everyone was asleep, he jumped on the treetops, lay on the branches and rubbed thousands of knots to ask Hou Jingjing for advice.

Hou Jingjing resides in thousands of knots from her soul, often tired and sleepy, as if she will never have energy, so except for occasionally gossiping with Yang Jian, she spends most of her time sleeping.

Now that I heard Yang Jian ask her about barbecue, I told him the methods and precautions, and I quietly wanted to fall asleep.

She is so honest, Yang Jian, who rushes monotonously every day, suddenly feels a little unaccustomed: "You have been talking a little little lately. ”

If Hou Jingjing were a person at this moment, he would definitely sigh heavily, but unfortunately he couldn't at all: "If the Divine Monarch can only store his soul on one object, he can't eat, he can't play, he doesn't have skin to touch people, and he doesn't have hands to pull Bajie's ears...... I think I will also feel that life is boring. ”

She just complained casually, not wanting Yang Jian to say indifferently: "I've been like that for more than a hundred years." ”

Emmmm......

Why don't you open which pot to mention......

The embarrassment made Hou Jingjing sober up, and her spirit seemed to be more than enough: "Why didn't Shenjun find a different spirit body, so he had to repair the smashed body?"

Because handsome?

Yang Jian was silent: "Probably because this is the last thing my father gave me." ”

Hou Jingjing: "......"

Yang Jian heard that he didn't speak, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, it's not, it's purely because the life is too long, and there is nothing to do, and it's a bit interesting to repair the body." ”

It sounds even more desolate.

Hou Jingjing heard others say that she was sad, and her usual method was to say that she was more sad, as if she could comfort the other party, and it was the same at this moment: "The Divine Monarch is much stronger than me, I came to this other world, and I didn't have anything that my father and mother gave me, and my life was not long enough." ”

Two hundred years.

Soon it came to an end.

She just casually talked about comforting Yang Jian, and didn't want Yang Jian to listen to it, so she comforted her in turn: "When you have a new spirit body, continue to cultivate, and your life will be long." ”

Hou Jingjing wanted to test his willingness to help him, so he deliberately divulged some secrets to him: "Master said that when I am two hundred years old, there will be a catastrophe, and it is just enough to get through it, and if I can't get through it, my soul will be scattered." ”

That shouldn't be a violation.

Yang Jian really didn't expect it, and couldn't help but be curious: "How can you have it at the age of two hundred?" As far as I know, most people cultivate immortals, and there is only one thunderstorm tribulation in five hundred years after Dancheng, how can you have it at the age of two hundred?"

"Master said that the secret of heaven must not be revealed. Hou Jingjing didn't dare to say anything more, only tested Yang Jian and said, "I am now one hundred and eighty-six years old, and I will reach the day of the Heavenly Tribulation in fourteen years - but this year I only have the spirit of a little milk dog, and I must not be able to avoid it." But that's it, life and death have life, and living a day is just a day. ”

Hearing this, Yang Jian's heart was not very happy, as if there was about to have someone who could speak, and that person was about to die.

He was quiet for a long time, so long that Hou Jingjing thought he was going to fall asleep, and then suddenly said, "Patriarch Bodhi can give you a way to resolve it?"

Hou Jingjing wants to say a lot, you marry me!

It's not really married anyway, and it won't have much impact on your life!

But she couldn't say.

Therefore, she could only shake her head: "It's still the same sentence, the secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”