It was as if someone had splashed it with ink, and the night was dark and almost shining, and the night was quiet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, under the moonlight, two black shadows flashed, one fat and one thin, but they were both athletic, and they disappeared after a few clicks.

When the moonlight swept over the two of them, the figures of two people were revealed, one with a monkey head and a pig's head, and they didn't have to think about it to know who each other was.

The two of them stopped in front of an isolated room, and Sun Wukong arched his shoulders and arched Zhu Bajie's body and said, "Bajie, are you sure it's here, there is a woman crying?"

"That's right, Brother Monkey, believe me, I may hear everything wrong in this life, but I will never hear a woman's cry wrong, my old pig dares to bet on the peach blossom operation of his life, there is definitely a woman crying here, and she is a young girl in her twenties. Zhu Bajie swore and patted his chest.

"Then is there really a problem with this temple?" Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, a young girl suddenly appeared in the temple where all monks lived, what kind of normal temple could this monk be.

One side of Sun Wukong's character is jealousy and hatred, and he really doesn't have a good impression of Buddhism, so he deliberately wants to cause some trouble for this temple.

"Absolutely, yes. Zhu Bajie turned his head in a chic manner and said, the hero saves the beauty, this bridge section should be able to impress all the beauties!

Three or four years have passed since the incident of Lion Camel Mountain, during which Zhu Bajie and several people have experienced a lot of disasters, slaughtered the Antarctic Immortal Weng's mount Xianlu in the Bhikshu Country, subdued the golden-nosed white-haired mouse essence in the bottomless pit, made a leopard skin for Wujiao in the Hidden Fog Mountain, beat the nine lions of Taiyi Zhenren in Zhujie Mountain, and dug the horns of three rhinoceros essences in the Xuanying Cave.

Among them, the most impressive thing for Zhu Bajie is that the golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit is grateful to Tang Seng for having enlightened her in Lingshan in his previous life, so he voluntarily promised in this life.

At that time, Zhu Bajie thought to himself, why was he so stupid when he was Zhu Bajie in his previous life? With the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian in his previous life, he could easily transform monsters into shapes! Why didn't he leave this hand?

So now that he has the opportunity to save the beauty heroically, Zhu Bajie was immediately excited, and said that Sun Wukong, who has always been nosy, came here quietly without telling Long Yunfeng.

Why did you hide it from Long Yunfeng? Does this need to be said? With Long Yunfeng here, who can look down on him?

Every time he is with Long Yunfeng, Zhu Bajie has always been invisible by Long Yunfeng, so Zhu Bajie's best friend is Sun Wukong.

It's just that if Zhu Bajie knew Sun Wukong's lover, he didn't know if he would be so hilarious.

The door of the room was naturally closed, but Long Yunfeng and Zhu Bajie were both Da Luo Jin Immortals, where could they be stopped with just one lock?

Sun Wukong blew at the lock, the lock opened automatically, the wooden door clicked open, and the faint moonlight entered the house, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie suddenly saw the appearance of the people in the house, and Zhu Bajie immediately had a drooling posture.

I saw a woman with long hair sitting on the bed in the moonlight, her skin was like jade, she looked like a fairy, and her two good-looking brows were tightly wrinkled together, as if she had a sorrow that could not be dissolved, which made people feel heartbroken when she saw it.

At the same time, in another room in the temple, the dim candle flame flickered.

Long Yunfeng leaned lazily on the bed, silently calculating the time in his heart, it has been almost ten years since he learned the scriptures, if he doesn't go back, I'm afraid they will be in a hurry.

"Click"

A soft sound sounded, Long Yunfeng turned his head sideways, and he heard a rush and light footsteps, Long Yunfeng didn't have to think about it to know who it was, and sure enough, Long Yunfeng had just come up with this idea, and an unknown soft object lay on his body.

"Daddy, can you tell a story to Wuqi?" Wuqi leaned on Long Yunfeng and asked eagerly.

"Wu Zheng, now is the time for you to do your evening class, how did you run out?" Long Yunfeng angrily mentioned Wu Zheng with one hand, it has been almost ten years since he traveled to the west, and Wu Zheng is almost ten years old, but now Wu Zheng has a ten-year-old mind, and his body is still four or five years old.

Born with a spirit child, he has always been intelligent, but the speed of growth is inversely proportional to the speed of mental development.

"Master also agrees to come out without a catastrophe, so Dad, you can tell a story with a story that you haven't finished yesterday. Wuqi pleaded with a smile on his face.

Long Yunfeng shook his head helplessly, he was interested in telling Hans Christian Andersen fairy tales to Wuqi before, and then Xiao Wuqi fell in love with listening to stories, and every time he had to pester Long Yunfeng to tell him stories, where did Long Yunfeng get so many fairy tales, half-soft and half-hard let Wuqi promise him a story for seven days. But even so, Long Yunfeng's inventory is completely gone, it would have been like this, but Wujiao has to be sad, but on such a day, Long Yunfeng has no choice, Wujiao is going to cry, Guanyin squeezed Long Yunfeng hard, Long Yunfeng accidentally told the martial arts novel with fantasy colors, and then it was over!

It's really impossible to finish, in his last life, how many martial arts novels, fairy tale novels, and fantasy novels Long Yunfeng read, even he can't remember.

It's those novels that have to be picked up, after all, the novels of the past few years are okay, basically they are the main theme of enthusiasm and upwardness, and the belly is dark, these are more obscure, that is, there are many harems, but the later novels, one is more cruel than the other, one is more arrogant than the other, and one is more than the other who doesn't take human life seriously, where can Long Yunfeng talk to Wu Zheng, who is only ten years old?

Therefore, the main theme of Long Yunfeng's speech is Jin Dada's martial arts, but he added a little fantasy, for example, the eighteen palms of the dragon break the sky.

But there is no storybook, I can only rely on the memory in my head to tell, Long Yunfeng is really tired, so basically I can't talk about it, and even simply throw Wuqi to Guanyin's side, I am not afraid that Wuqi will be brainwashed by Guanyin with Buddhist thoughts.

At this moment, a light footstep sounded in the room again, heavier than Wuqi but lighter than an ordinary man, Long Yunfeng raised his head in surprise and saw Guanyin in white walking in.

"You're actually coming to my room?" Long Yunfeng said with a little surprise, and with a slight movement of his right hand, a cup of tea automatically flew in front of Guanyin.

Guanyin picked up the cup of tea and sat down at the table on the side, looking at Long Yunfeng, who was still lying there and was pressed by Wu Zheng without a little demeanor, he couldn't help but say, "You are the dignified Emperor of the East, can't you have some posture?"

"What kind of posture do you want me to make? Is it a serious way to talk to you, or is it a domineering negotiation with you?" Long Yunfeng said with a bit of a sneer, "You don't know what I'm like along the way." ”

Along the way, except for encountering foreign enemies or those great immortals, Long Yunfeng laughed and scolded casually, and he didn't care about his posture at all, and as a member of the Journey to the West to learn scriptures, Guanyin naturally saw it.

Guanyin also smiled when she heard this, but what she thought in her mind was a little different from what Long Yunfeng wanted to express, what she thought about was really Long Yunfeng's growth along the way, from a little-known little dragon to the current Eastern Emperor giant who dominated the Three Realms.

There are not many people in the Three Realms who can witness Long Yunfeng's growth, but Guanyin is exactly one, and even almost all of Long Yunfeng's major events, have participated, but their positions are different, or they are hostile or allies.

"yes, I watched you all the way. ”

Long Yunfeng's face froze slightly, he understood the meaning of Guanyin at this moment, but pretended to be relaxed and said: "Do you think I'm handsome, grassroots counterattack." ”

After following Long Yunfeng for a long time, Guanyin was also used to some of Long Yunfeng's words, so he still just smiled faintly when he heard the words, without too much surprise.

"It's almost Lingshan, what do you think?" Guanyin suddenly said to Long Yunfeng, she didn't know how to come over tonight to see Long Yunfeng.

"Yes, it's almost to Lingshan, after Tianzhu, we should be there in about a month. Long Yunfeng also sighed a little, January was just a moment for them.

"Thoughts?" put away some sighs, Long Yunfeng's face was slightly more solemn, "What else can I think, go back to my Dongsheng, practice my spells, and come out when Da Luo is on the ninth layer." ”

If I come out again, I will make these three realms heavenly.

"Cultivation, that's right, the matter of Journey to the West is over, and I should go back to the South China Sea. Guanyin said, there was inexplicably more sadness in his tone.

Long Yunfeng frowned, he always felt that the atmosphere was very wrong, but he couldn't find anything relaxing.

And at this time, the door that had been opened twice today was opened again, and Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie rushed in together.