Nanzhan Buzhou, Datang, Chang'an.

"Ximen Street, Ximen Street, nice, a good place. Mo Chen nodded secretly, looking at the word Ximen on the archway, and felt complacent.

"Childe, this is not the place you should be, you better hurry home and study, and it is only right to take the top exam!" said a small vegetable vendor next to him.

"Oh, why can't I come, I'm here for business. Mo Chen said to the vegetable seller with a smile, and then strode in.

Mo Chen was wearing a purple jade shirt, a green jade belt around his waist, a black jade crown on his head, a handsome face, handsome and chic, and an extraordinary temperament.

This Ximen Street is a well-known commercial street in Chang'an Chengfang City, down to melons, fruits and vegetables, daily necessities, up to jewelry and jade, fur and mink clothes, everything, but in the past, the nobles in the city mostly sent some servants to purchase, like Mo Chen, but the disciples rarely come here, it is the small vegetable seller who speaks.

The little vegetable vendor is very kind, this Ximen Street is full of underworld and white roads, like Mo Chen, a good man who is not familiar with the world, he is afraid that if he goes in for a little wandering, he will be patronized by thieves a few times.

Seeing that Mo Chen couldn't persuade him, the vegetable seller couldn't help but shake his head and muttered to himself: "I'm afraid that this boy is crazy, so he can't read well, and he still does business." ”

Mo Chen looked at the shops on both sides of the street, looking for pleasing shops, he didn't tell a lie, he really came to do business, it was a business of great merit, at the beginning of the journey to the west, it was nothing more than a woodcutter and a fisherman's bickering, which attracted a gambling contract between Jinghe Longjun and Yuan Shoucheng outside the city.

So what if Mo Chen intervenes?

He walked all the way, I don't know how many thieves looked at this fat sheep drooling, but every thief who reached out and touched his pocket was inexplicably falling down, or hitting someone, or having a stomachache on the way, in short, no one could get close to him.

"Well, yes, Jubao Zhai, bright enough, conspicuous enough, and dragon qi to protect each other, this is it!"

Mo Chen looked at the antique shop in the center of the street, nodded secretly, and suddenly, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "What, Jiazi Divine General, how did you get to me?"

I saw that not far behind him, a golden armor god general was standing there, with a respectful expression, and the mortals who came and went looked at this golden armor god as if they had not seen it.

The Jiazi god said: "Uncle, the person who took the scriptures has already shaved his ordination and worshiped under the door of the abbot of Jinshan Temple outside the city. ”

Jin Chanzi was ten years old at this time, and he had been leading the practice in Jinshan Temple before.

"Okay, these little things also bother me, and come back to me when there is something you can't handle. Mo Chen waved his hand angrily, and strode into the antique shop, he was in a hurry to get his own shop, the golden cicada was there, and he was not available at the moment.

Since Tang Xuanzang was born, he has been guarded day and night by the gods and immortals of Liuding, Liujia, and Eighteen Guardian Jialan Guards, and ordinary little demons and demons can't get close at all, and Elder Faming, the abbot of Jinshan Temple, is the reincarnation of an Arhat, specializing in guarding Xiao Xuanzang, and there is no god and demon who is at the peak of immortal cultivation, so he doesn't want to get close to Xiao Xuanzang's body at all.

Mo Chen personally went to see Xiao Xuanzang at a glance, this little monk didn't say that he was a disciple of Rulai, the reincarnation of the golden cicada, just his identity as a good person in the tenth world of the mortal world, let ordinary gods and demons eat it, he will make great progress, no wonder the gods and immortals are tightly guarded, if he hasn't set off yet, it will be cold, then wouldn't the introduction and Zhun Ti be angry and jump to their feet?

Jiazi God came to report the news in a hurry, but it was not good, and he couldn't help touching his nose with some embarrassment, and secretly thought in his heart: This uncle is really not good to serve, obviously he personally said that the person who learns the scriptures must inform him of everything, but this will annoy him.

Liuding Liujia is a disciple of Master Xuandu, so he wants to call Mo Chen a senior uncle.

"What are you doing here, don't look at the person who learns the scriptures, do you still need your protection from your uncle?" Mo Chen looked at the Jiazi Divine General who was standing on the side in a daze, and said angrily.

"Then uncle, take care, I'll go first, if you have something, call me to wait, anyway, there is no shortage of us around Xuanzang. The Jiazi Divine General said, pinching the Dao trick in his hand, and the golden light flashed all over his body, and he disappeared immediately.

Mo Chen shook his head, these two people looked at the guards, so they slacked off, if something really happened, see how they explained, he didn't reflect on himself, he didn't guard Tang Seng properly, but ran to this Ximen Street.

"Childe, what do you want?"

The servant guarding the door of the antique shop was a man with strong eyesight, looking at Mo Chen's dress, like the son and young master of the royal and grandson aristocratic family, and hurriedly greeted him with an eager face.

Mo Chen stepped in, looked around, and said, "Your antique shop is quite big, business must be excellent, right?"

The servant looked proud, and said: "That's it, our Jubao Zhai is the largest antique shop in Chang'an City, and the palace often purchases some gold, silver and jade ornaments from us, and our area is the best in the entire Xicheng, with the largest flow of people, and the merchants and travelers who come and go from the south to the north, who doesn't know the name of our Jubao Zhai?"

"That's it, little brother, you make a price, this Jubao Zhai, this son bought it!" Mo Chen said with satisfaction, he figured it out, and went back to make a brand of iron-mouthed divine calculation, and saw how Yuan Shoucheng gained a foothold in this Ximen Street, without the trouble of the ghost of the Dragon King of Jinghe, how did Tang Seng appear on the stage?

Of course, the main thing is to see how Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is in charge of running this matter, will deal with this matter, Journey to the West will happen eventually, Mo Chen can't stop it, it's just a little bad taste in his heart.

Aren't you Yuan Shoucheng able to tell hexagrams, the Dragon King of Jinghe is so good, you have to kill people, can't you Wei Zheng kill the dragon in your dreams, I see that this dragon is gone, how can you kill it!

When the servant heard this, the smile on his face suddenly changed, and he said with a cold face: "Childe, you're not here to play the little one, do you want to buy something, don't blame the little one!"

"Tricking you, what is this son doing to trick you? Open your dog's eyes wide and watch it!" Mo Chen smiled lightly, his sleeve robe waved, and he saw that on the empty bluestone floor, there was a sudden flash of brilliance, and there were several more boxes of gold.

"What, here's 10,000 taels of gold, but can I buy your shop?"

The servant looked at the golden gold that Mo Chen had conjured, his eyes were about to fall, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly screamed: "Monsters, there are monsters!" panicked and walked towards the shopkeeper in the backyard......