Riverside.

A fat-headed, big-eared man sits in a tavern.

The table was full of chickens, ducks, and fish, and from time to time he picked up the wine on the ground and drank two sips.

The people around me kept pointing and pointing.

The man didn't care what the people around him thought.

These days, eat one bite less!

I don't know what my master thinks, so I have to let myself follow a monk to learn scriptures.

Monks are not allowed to eat meat, drink alcohol, or marry wives.

This is simply embarrassing my old pig!

"Xiao Er will give me another pot of wine, and three chickens and ducks will come each!"

Pig Gang shouted.

These meats are really one bite less, so it's better to eat more now.

"Objective, it's not too early, do you want to-" Xiao Er nodded and stepped forward with a smile.

"Knock~"

A golden ingot is placed on the table.

"Hey, I'll give it to you!"

Xiao Er nodded suddenly.

"Cut~"

The corners of Zhu Gangguan's mouth hooked up with a touch of disdain.

No matter how many years have passed, the human race in the mortal world is still the same!

Immediately, Pig Gang looked at the painted boat on the river.

The antique painting boat slowly drifts on the river, elegant like a swan, and like a pavilion of young ladies, which makes people yearn for it.

The seven spider spirits are in this boat.

After these seven spider spirits left, he followed these spider spirits here, and what made Pig Gangguan feel funny was-

These seven spider spirits actually went straight into the painting boat and became a few Qingqi people, and their reputation was still very big.

Whenever I think of this, Pig Gang Can't help but want to laugh.

What about the one who said okay to eat Tang monk meat?

What do you mean by going straight to the brothel?

To be honest, Zhu Gangguan is really a little skeptical about whether the brains of these monsters are normal.

Can they still expect a monk to go to a brothel to find them?

It's got pig brains!

Immediately, Zhu Gangguan's expression paused.

Pig brains?

Aren't they pig brains, they shouldn't even be as good as pig brains!

Thinking about it, the pig just took a sip of wine.

Wait, who's that?

Suddenly, Pig Gangguan's eyes looked in the direction of the boat.

There—

A bald monk and a boy in brocade walked straight towards the painting boat.

"Objectively, your wine and food are here!"

Xiao Er came over with wine and food, but was surprised to find that the other party had disappeared at some point, and scratched his head a little confused.

......

"Second sister, did you think the monk would come?"

The yellow-clothed spider cut her hair, looked at the orange-clothed spider essence, and asked with some confusion.

"Our Huang'er is naturally beautiful, and it has long been spread under the spread of that group of people, you only know that Chen Xuanzang is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, I'm afraid you don't know that the golden cicada also has a pen name Jiang Liuer.

Do you know that Jiang Liuer's poetry collection is a poem that is popular in Chang'an City, which was written by Chen Xuanzang. The orange-clothed spider spirit said with a smug expression.

I only heard the news after inquiring about it for a long time.

"Wow~ I didn't expect this golden cicada to be reincarnated so talented!"

The purple-clothed spider spirit on the side exaggerated.

"Of course, not only is he talented, but I've also heard that the other party is very handsome. ”

The orange-clothed spider spirit looked at the other little spider spirits in the room who were already dizzy and eager to see Xuanzang soon, with a smile on their faces.

"Alright, it's almost time for today's performance—"

The delicate nose couldn't help but sniff.

"What a smell, it's so fragrant!" said the purple-clothed spider spirit with even more eyes shining.

"Sisters, he's coming!"

......

The voice of the warbler and the swallow kept lingering in my ears.

The smell of fat powder was constantly coming from the humid air.

Let this late autumn air become a bit like the spring flowers are in full bloom.

In fact, the inside of the ship is like spring.

The ring fat swallow is thin, and it is no worse than the blooming flowers.

From time to time, delicate women dressed in fairy spirits walk through the sidewalks, like flowers and butterflies to collect nectar.

Well, Xuanzang pondered.

Honey picking?

In a sense, bees or butterflies collect nectar to pollinate flowers.

If that's the case, men are probably more like pollinators like butterflies or bees!

If you think about it.

Xuanzang inexplicably felt heavy on his shoulders.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Xuanzang felt that his important parts were attacked, looked up, and suddenly a girl like a flower and butterfly walked over with a smile.

So, are the girls here so open?!

It's too late!

"Amitabha, I didn't expect you to come to such a place. Xuanzang kept looking at the inside of the boat, and his face did not hide his disdain for Li Ke.

"Hehe, who stipulated that the prince can't come here, and you can come as a monk, so the king can't come?"

Li Ke also said with disdain.

"Amitabha, pay attention to the tone of your voice, the poor monk is your uncle. ”

"Heh, you-"

Li Kegang wanted to sneer, but when he saw Xuanzang's white fist, he immediately swallowed his saliva.

"This king is not as knowledgeable as you. ”

Li Ke turned his face and said.

Can you do whatever you want with strong force?

This king is the prince!

You actually said such things to this king, and the court really won't cut you?

Well, if the imperial court can cut down this bald man, Li Ke will not have the slightest doubt that this bald man has already been taken to the prison now.

The point is –

His father's attitude towards this bald man was too ambiguous.

"Hey, I said I told you to change your clothes before you came, and you see the way they look at you now. Li Ke's face darkened a little and said.

A monk drinks flower wine, and going out will definitely become the focus!

"Amitabha, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, and didn't you call the poor monk to come?"

Xuanzang looked at Li Ke with a smile.

Li Ke was speechless for a while.

"Hmph~"

Looking at Li Ke, who was a little arrogant, Xuanzang felt quite interesting.

This product is exactly the same as Li Er.

No wonder the court is saying that Li Ke and Li Er are the most similar, but it's a pity that-

Li Ke's background, otherwise, it is very likely to be the choice of the prince.

"Oops~"

When Xuanzang wanted to continue to say something, a purple delicate body rushed into his arms.

Nephrite is warm and fragrant, and for a moment Xuanzang has a feeling of dizziness.

Subconsciously hold the visitor with both hands, so that the visitor will not fall to the ground.

What I saw was a girl in a purple gauze dress.

Delicate as jade-like skin, the faint fragrance of fat powder wafts down the air into the nose, and then goes straight to the brain.

"Girl, are you alright?"

Xuanzang asked.

"It's okay, you are Li Gongzi said... Jiang Liu'er is talking about?"

The purple-clothed girl's cheeks flew with a touch of red clouds, looking very cute.

"Amitabha Buddha should be a poor monk. ”

"Hello master, just call me Zi'er, my sisters want to see what you look like!"