In a small town closest to Baicaoguan, Sun Wukong went to an alley selling food as usual.

He had something to do in the mountains today, which he had delayed for many years, and he was much late, and his steps were a little rushed.

The vendor selling steamed buns on the street saw Sun Wukong, and without waiting for Sun Wukong to approach, he hurriedly stepped forward with a basket of steamed buns with a look of awe and flattery.

"Master Monkey, the little one thought that you weren't coming today, but they were almost sold today, and that's all left, you appreciate it, look at it, and get some. ”

Sun Wukong grabbed a few casually, wrapped them in oiled paper, and left in a hurry.

The peddler tiptoed, watching Sun Wukong walk away, and finally let go of his heart, and said with a sigh of relief: "Finally sent away the plague god!"

"What can we do? We can't beat it to death, and we can't get rid of it.

Two years ago, I invited a Taoist priest and said that he was capable, but after seeing the face of this monkey, without saying a word, he was so frightened that he fled overnight.

Fortunately, we have to eat every day, so let's just endure it. ”

The owner of a nearby dim sum shop comforted.

"Bear with me, what is the head of this day!"

The peddler stomped his feet in anger and lifted the cage drawer and smashed it on the ground.

The owner of the dim sum shop asked rhetorically: "Can you still live with a monkey every day and stop doing business?"

The peddler was crying and sad, and finally he was reluctant to throw the cage drawer on the ground, and there were several large meat buns on it!

He walked to his stall dejectedly and complained in a low voice: "Why didn't I see you say that when I took your snacks......

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"Lalala...... Lalala......"

Yan Xiaowu walked on the path down the mountain, jumping and humming songs.

Her eyes were squinted with a thin line, and there was a warm smile hidden in her eyebrows, like the spring sun and the afternoon breeze.

At first glance, you will feel very comfortable.

The old man sat on a stone at the foot of the mountain, clutching a cane in his hand, and was looking at the sunset in the distance.

Yan Xiaowu held the medicine on his back, trotted to the old man, crossed his hands behind his back, turned his head slightly forward, and greeted with a smile: "Grandpa!"

The old man's gaze moved down slightly, and when he saw Xiao Wu, there was a rare smile on his withered face.

"It's Xiao Wu, why do you have time to see me, an old man?"

"I just came down from the mountain to collect medicine, old man, look. ”

Yan Xiaowu turned her back and showed the old man her bamboo basket full of herbs.

The old man's smile narrowed, and his cloudy pupils were filled with worry.

"Xiao Wu, why are you going up the mountain again, there are tigers on this mountain, what can you do if something happens to you alone!"

"Don't worry, there's no ...... on the mountain Ah, it's getting dark, grandpa, I should go, remember to come to my house tomorrow, I'll show you your legs!"

Yan Xiaowu waved goodbye to the old man as she ran, and the sunset stretched her shadow far and wide, a little blurry......

In the distance, a black shadow stood in front of the door of Baicao Temple.

"Ahh

Yan Xiaowu exclaimed, as if she had seen something incredible, and then took a deep breath solemnly, and rushed towards the black shadow.

Not surprisingly, when the panting Yan Xiaowu stood at the door with his knees on his hands, the shadow disappeared at some point.

Yan Xiaowu picked up the paper bag in front of the threshold and opened it, and a few buns came into view, still warm.

Yan Xiaowu pursed her lips a little unhappily, raised her head and shouted, "I can't eat so much, I'll be fat!"

She picked up a bun and put it in her mouth, then entered the house, closed the door, and moved a stool behind the door.

Sun Wukong lay on the thatched roof, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then tiptoed down and slipped out of Baicao Temple.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a tide.

It seems that no one has noticed that in the crack of the door, the eye seems to be brighter than the stars.

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Demon Continent, heavy rain.

Yang Jian leaned against a big tree with leaves like a canopy, wearing a hat on his head, watching the rain drop.

There was a sound of footsteps, getting closer and closer, stopping abruptly when they reached the apex.

"Friend, is there a road to the 100,000 mountains ahead?"

Yang San patted Yang Jian's shoulder and asked.

Disturbed to watch the rain, Yang Jian frowned, his face was a little displeased.

"Friend, we have no grudges and no hatred, why do you want to lie to me, this is obviously the way to the 100,000 mountains!"

Yang San suddenly approached, and most of his wet body was attached to Yang Jian's body, and Yang Jian could even feel Yang San's exhaled breath spraying on his neck.

Yang Jian turned his head and looked at this uninvited guest coldly.

The two looked at each other, Yang San's face flushed slightly, and he involuntarily took two steps back, smiling wryly.

"I just wanted to talk......"

Yang Jian helped the hat, came out from under the tree, and decided to continue his journey in the rain.

"Friend, you wait......"

Yang Jian didn't pay attention to it, but walked faster and faster.

"Brother, the journey is lonely, why don't we go together?"

Yang San grabbed his clothes, rushed into the heavy rain, and ran to Yang Jian's side.

"My name is Yang San, Yang San of Yang Chun March!"

"Brother, you look so heroic, could it be that you are a horse?"

"Brother~Ah, can we find a place to hide from the rain first?"

"Hey, slow down!"

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