The spirit body of the stone monkey is really a golden finger given to her by God, and it is so refreshing to feel the little changes in the body every day. If it weren't for the restrictions of those two hundred years, Hou Jingjing would have been a little reluctant to go out.

But what should come will come.

Now the dignified and elegant Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly fell from the entrance of the cave, and when he landed at the bottom of the cave, he seemed to have stepped on something, and he stood still and kicked lightly, which was actually a wooden comb stained with monkey hair.

Hou Jingjing didn't pay attention to these, she only felt that Guanyin Bodhisattva was so beautiful and dignified!

The skin is white and tender, and the body is chubby~

With the aesthetics of the Tang Dynasty, she must be a great beauty.

Tang dynasty?

Brother Yu?

Although Hou Jingjing was not in a hurry to get out of the hole, she was so excited that she jumped up when she thought that the golden cicada was coming: "Guanyin Bodhisattva!

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned and retreated a foot away, almost hitting the boxing sandbag standing by the stone wall: "Rules!

What about the good modesty?

Hou Jingjing hurriedly stood still, and honestly listened to the fate.

Guanyin had no choice but to stand still in disgust, and slowly said with a graceful demeanor: "Since you know me, do you know what I'm here for?"

Hou Jingjing pretended to be stupid: "I don't know." ”

Guanyin nodded with satisfaction: "More than one hundred and eighty years ago, you stole the peach and caused chaos in the Heavenly Palace, and later resisted arrest and smashed the body of Erlang Divine Monarch Yang Jian......"

"How is he now?" asked Hou Jingjing hurriedly.

"You care about him?" Guanyin raised his eyebrows.

Hou Jingjing hurriedly lowered her head: "I'...... He was young...... It took a moment of misconduct to break his ......"

At such a young age, he can defeat the god of war in the heavenly court?

Guanyin closed her mouth tightly and did not speak.

Hou Jingjing was frightened by this quietness, and was afraid that she would leave in anger and stay in this cave for a few more years, so she hurriedly explained pitifully: "Disciple...... It's not intentional......"

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered that Yang Jian was pressing step by step at that time, and hurriedly said: "The disciple also expressed his affinity and friendship with him at that time, but he ignored it! I don't want to fight him at all!"

That's what he has the temper of.

Guanyin sighed silently, and her tone finally softened:

"Xuanzang, the Tang Dynasty elder reincarnated by the golden cicada, will rescue you, and when the time comes, you will worship him as a teacher - he suffered today's disaster in order to make up for your mistakes, no memory, no cultivation, no difference from mortals...... You must protect him well and help him succeed in learning the scriptures before he can atone for his sins. Otherwise, I will beat you back to this stone cave, and you will not be allowed to go out for eternity!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" At this moment, Hou Jingjing is more honest than Xiaotian.

Guanyin looked at the pit full of beds, alarm clocks, skipping ropes, playing cards, plush toys, and coffee pots......

The wooden comb under the feet, the punching sandbag behind the back......

"Those who practice are all empty, and they cannot covet pleasures......

Shout!

The mess full of pits instantly turned back into monkey hair.

Guanyin nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, you wait for the person who learns the scriptures!"

One minute.

Two minutes.

"Whew~~~~~~~~~~~"

Hou Jingjing sprinkled happily.

It's the same when you go out to cultivate, eat more tonic things, maybe you can cultivate faster!

From then on, Hou Jingjing looked up at the sky when she had time, expecting a bare head to poke out from the lotus bush and call her.

Such days are as difficult as a working day before the Spring Festival, and it is really a bit like a year, and people are panicked.

So, the first second the lotus flower was plucked, she found it, and jumped into the excitement -

"Smack!"

"Ahh

The next moment, Hou Jingjing saw herself standing outside the entrance of the cave, bathed in the sun and air, and there was a white monk with a nosebleed lying in the lotus pond not far from her feet.

"A taste of freedom—"

She tilted her head and took a deep breath, intoxicated by the refreshing feeling of every monkey hair being blown by the breeze......

"But...... Wukong...... Is it?"

Uncle Jin Cicada!

Hou Jingjing came back to her senses slightly, and hurriedly took the time to look at the white monk who was struggling to stand up from the lotus bushes......

Sure enough, it was still the same height and eyebrows as before, but he lost the temperament of the fairy wind and bones, and separated the golden cicada and Tang Seng with the same facial features into two people.

But, after all, it was him, who let himself out!

Hou Jingjing imagined the first time the master and apprentice met in the TV series "Journey to the West", and shouted affectionately and jogged towards Tang Seng: "Teacher-uncle-"

The person who had just gotten up from the pool was pounced on by Hou Jingjing and lay down in the lotus pond again!

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi!"

Hou Jingjing hurriedly helped Tang Seng up, and found that the person in front of him was really too different from the golden cicada, he was clumsy, he couldn't use any immortal power, he relied on his own strength to stand up, and he was so stupid that he was not as good as his own Xiaotian.

And he was soaked in the pool water, the five Buddha crowns were also crooked, and the monk's robe was also wet, and the crown belt and monk's robe were tightly attached to him in a strange way, showing his angular-free figure......

Well, you don't have to cover it up for him, at the moment he has a round figure, and even has a slightly bulging little belly, where is the slightest bit of the demeanor of the golden cicada at the peach meeting back then?

Hou Jingjing was a little disappointed, but Uncle Shi, who had to admit it, cried and had to help him up.

"Are you alright, uncle?"

Hou Jingjing pinched his clothes, dried Tang Seng's clothes and his own monkey hair, and then helped Tang Seng on the back of the horse reverently, conjured a compass to recognize the direction, and chatted with him while walking west.

"Why do you call me uncle?" Guanyin Bodhisattva said, let you recognize me as a master......" Tang Seng obediently reminded Hou Jingjing.

Hou Jingjing insisted on shaking her head: "I have a master, I am the Bodhi ancestor of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, you are the reincarnation of the golden cicada, I called you uncle back then!"

Tang Seng saw that although she was short, she had a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, her eyes were bright, and she looked very difficult to speak, so he temporarily crossed the topic and asked cautiously:

"Wukong, how old are you?"

Hou Jingjing felt that the little monkey was more favored, and it was convenient to beg for mercy when he made mistakes, so he deliberately emphasized: "My nephew was imprisoned in this stone cave by Rulai when he was two years old, and I don't know how many years I have been waiting for you in the cave." ”

"Two years old?" Tang Seng's slightly chubby face trembled, "What mistake did you make, you were ...... at the age of two"

Before he finished speaking, Hou Jingjing realized that his breath was wrong, and quickly took out the golden hoop stick from the monkey's ears, turned around, jumped up, and shot in one go, and with a "snap", he broke a chasing tiger in two!

Tang Seng was stunned, his slightly chubby face was pale, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Hou Jingjing has grown a little taller these years, and she is only a little more than four feet tall, so she has to jump on the somersault cloud to reach out and wipe the tiger blood splashed on Tang Seng's face for Tang Seng: "What did Uncle Shi just ask?"

She had a very dog-legged attitude, but Tang Seng's expression was stiff and he dodged.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

Hou Jingjing was very satisfied that he knew what he was capable of, so that he would not casually play majestic because he was polite, so his attitude was more easy-going than Fang Cai, and he smiled and let the somersault cloud follow the horse slowly, but he was thinking about how to get in touch with Yang Jian......