Hou Jingjing returned to her seat in an orderly manner and smiled softly:

"Speaking of which, our sisters and brothers are not successful, they only know how to play, and they don't care much about the results. What we care about most is to be free and not get involved in anything that has nothing to do with us—Master, you know us best. ”

"Yes," Tang Seng said this word, his voice was as dry and hoarse as if he had dehydrated.

He hurriedly cleared his throat lightly before saying in a slightly more normal tone, "Although you are very capable, you are still young, and it is indeed a little early to become a Buddha now...... It still needs to be tempered. ”

"Then ask the master to cherish the shrike more," Hou Jingjing held Tang Seng high, "When you were a golden cicada, the apprentice knew that you were the most loved by the Buddha; ”

This sentence is said in a vague way, which means that you are fine, I will not talk about you, you can sit on your lotus platform with peace of mind.

Tang Seng didn't know where to go? Inevitably, he had another round with Hou Jingjing.

The master and apprentice were polite, they said everything that should be said, and they agreed to what they should promise, and Hou Jingjing got up with Berao to say goodbye.

Tang Seng sent their sister and brother to the door, and when they came back, they saw the blank photo talisman on the table, silently gritted their teeth and tore it to pieces.

What else?

I can only endure it silently.

Just like when he was on the way to learn the scriptures, he knew that Sun Wukong had changed his lining, even if he became a six-eared macaque, he could only pretend not to know, and everyone on the left and right had to protect him to Lingshan.

This is the way to survive.

——*——*——

Hou Jingjing walked out of the Zhantan Merit Buddha Hall, and was about to say goodbye to the shrike and leave Lingshan, so she heard the shrike ask her seriously: "What happened when you were thrown into the gossip furnace?"

Hou Jingjing was silent for a moment, and said briefly: "Back then, Luo Ther hung me and Master Tang on Zhuxiantai, and asked you to choose to save one, and if you save this, the other will fall off Zhuxiantai - you didn't hesitate to come and save me...... Lother used this as an excuse to tie up our two siblings and throw them into the gossip furnace and burn them to death. ”

"How did I not know?"

The shrike had never heard anyone say that.

Patriarch Bodhi never mentioned it.

"But you remember. ”

That's the weirdest thing.

Hou Jingjing suddenly rolled down two tears.

She hurriedly wiped it away with a smile, stepped forward and held Berao's wrists with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "You protected me in the Bagua Furnace at that time in order to save me, and I just cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage - our sister and brother were burned into charcoal by the Bagua Furnace, and only my Yuan Ying abandoned the flesh and turned into a god because of your protection." So I remember both. ”

In fact, Wukong, who was reborn with a gathering spirit, also remembers.

It's just that the gods and Buddhas attacked the Shenjun Temple, according to what Tang Seng said, Wukong died in that battle, she was reborn with the help of the Jade Emperor, and Wukong was reborn with this, she still has memories, and Wukong completely forgot about it.

Shrike inexplicably felt that the shadow of the Samadhi True Fire of the Bagua Furnace flashed in his mind, burning his brain to the point that his brain was almost dry.

He was busy joking and telling himself not to think about the fire: "No wonder you always let me, it turned out to be owed to me - you don't have to pay it back, don't put it in front of me and give it away if you have delicious food in the future, even if you pay me back that favor." ”

Hou Jingjing was angry and laughed, pushed him on the shoulder and said, "You can do the rest yourself, Tang Xuanzang will help you." ”

Shrike is not stupid either, and just now he heard that something was wrong: "Did you take any of his shortcomings?"

"Yes, it's short, but I don't want to say it either. After all, he only needs to help you, and I will keep it a secret until death. ”

Beroe helplessly supported his forehead: "The woman who has become a relative is really arrogant......"

“......”

Hou Jingjing was stunned for a moment before she understood, raised her leg to kick Berao, and saw him smile and dodge, so she waved her hand angrily: "Let's go!" and then left without looking back.

I always felt that he was a child, and before I knew it, he was in his forties.

He is young in the immortals, but he is middle-aged in the mortal pile!

Hou Jingjing originally wanted to go back to the Divine Monarch Hall directly, but when she saw that Tang Seng remembered Queen Xiliang again, she simply went over to look at her, but she was invisible.

When she arrived at the Xiliang Imperial City, she suddenly found that time seemed to stand still on their side, but it was a pig-killing knife on the mortal side.

The former rude and beautiful queen is dying, goosebumps seem to be about to die in the next second, although there are men serving on both sides, looking at the appearance of those male concubines secretly laughing, but they seem to wish she would die in the next moment.

Hou Jingjing flew to the queen's side and fell, remembering that when she was young, she wanted to hand over her daughter's country to herself, and she wanted to go to Lingshan to guard Tang Seng's side, and laughed silently: "Silly woman." ”

After that, she hung her palm above the queen's forehead and secretly sent out her aura, and the old face hidden in the vicissitudes of the world in front of her gradually became younger, and in a blink of an eye, she returned to the appearance of a mature woman when she was twenty or thirty years old.

A male concubine who was laughing with the palace maid next to her inadvertently glanced up at the queen, and immediately screamed, and the person fell backwards as if pushed by someone, and her face was pale and she couldn't say a word.

The others were called by him and also found out about the change of the queen, and some people were happy and some were worried.

The old palace maid, who was favored by the queen, was busy pushing the queen awake, but seeing that the beauty was as beautiful as a star, she sat up flexibly and agilely.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty ......"

The old palace maid screamed and asked someone to bring the bronze mirror to the queen, the queen was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up and ran to the courtyard with joy, crying and laughing at the sky: "Brother Yu, is it you?

Hou Jingjing: "......"

A woman who falls in love is like a dish eaten by a monkey, hopelessly and useless.

Hou Jingjing ignored her anymore, and went to the Pipa Cave of the Poisonous Enemy Mountain, at this time, it was April, Yaoqi had just come out of hibernation, and was sitting on the recliner at the entrance of the cave, watching the two little girls kick the shuttlecock.

Lan Rong stood at the back of her side holding an umbrella for her: "Grandma go in and rest, right? ”

A little girl caught the shuttlecock and smiled at Lan Rong: "If grandma gets tanned, I will go to the bottom of the mountain to help grandma bring a handsome man back to make human flesh buns to eat - grandma can turn white and handsome every time she eats." ”

Yaoqi yawned and smiled, "It's just your sweet mouth." ”

Hou Jingjing hid in the somersault cloud and saw that she was as handsome as yesterday, so she didn't show up to disturb her, and turned around directly to go back to the Shenjun Palace, and accidentally bumped into a person.

It was Yang Jian.

Hou Jingjing immediately hung on him like a silk: "When did you come?"

"When you came out of Lingshan to go to the Xiliang Women's Country. ”

Yang Jian stretched out his hand to hug her slender waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and pointed to the poisonous enemy mountain under the clouds: "In my memory, you forcibly married me here, and I don't dare to admit it, I don't want to say that I married Chonglai." ”

Hou Jingjing smiled and looked at his pair of inky eyes like lacquer, stood on tiptoe and wrapped his neck around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him.