Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Huaguo Mountain.

"Golden Cicada, you bastard who has not achieved enough and has more than enough to lose!"

Bodhi, who was confronting Ah Zi, suddenly turned pale and scolded.

Angry, wow wow screaming, venting.

Finally hung his head and said stupidly: "After all, I can't resist this God......"

Looking at Ah Zi, Bodhi said dryly, "Have you thought about it?"

Ah Zi said stubbornly: "Could it be that Ah Zi's efforts for more than a thousand years are just a joke?"

"Time is also life......"

Bodhi looked defeated.

sighed heavily: "Let's go, Ah Zi, let's go back to Fangcun Mountain." ”

Ah Zi was stunned for a moment, and his face was shocked: "Master, did you promise Ah Zi?"

Bodhi shouted helplessly: "What a good thing the golden cicada did!"

Ah Zi looked incredulous.

Bodhi glared at Ah Zi and said, "You won." ”

Ah Zi cried with joy.

"Let's go, go back to Fangcun Mountain. ”

Bodhi summoned auspicious clouds, held Ah Zi, and rushed into the sky.

......

Samsung Cave.

Archives Pavilion.

Small stove, purple clay pot, sandalwood table.

The small flames danced gently, and the pot was filled with fruit wine.

Not much.

The water is steamy, and the aroma of wine is overflowing.

On both sides of the desk, a bald monk and a beautiful woman sat opposite each other.

The woman was lying lazily, her robe embroidered with red flowers and white clouds was loose, and it was difficult to hide her graceful and slender figure, and there was a faint touch of deep groove and infinite spring. The neck is as white as jade, the little feet are naked, delicate as jade, fresh and charming.

The bald monk was sipping warm wine freely, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were squinting, lingering around the woman unscrupulously.

The woman in front of her is like a bright and incomprehensible red lotus on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, with a peerless face, an ethereal breath, bright and noble.

"Is it pretty?" the woman asked casually.

"You're the best-looking woman in the world. The bald monk chick nodded like a peck of rice: "There is no one." ”

The woman chuckled: "You grew up in Lingshan since you were a child, and you have seen a few women in total, and you dare to boast about Haikou like this." ”

"No, no, no. The bald monk said: "The little monk went down the mountain this time, walked all the way, and saw countless women. ”

The woman took a sip of wine gracefully and lazily, and said, "Those are just mortal women, and when you see the fairies in the sky, you won't think so." ”

The bald monk was drunk and slightly drunk: "Other little monks can't control it, but in the eyes of the little monks, you are the best-looking woman in the world." ”

The woman pretended to be angry and said, "Okay, you golden cicada, not only is your tone oily, but you also blatantly drink my fruit wine, how can you look like a monk?"

The golden cicada gently shook the wine glass, the clear and warm fruit wine, rippling in the wall of the cup, raised the glass, drank it all, and asked: "This wine is brewed with fairy fruit and nectar, the little monk can eat the fairy fruit, can drink nectar, why can't you drink this wine?"

The woman glared at Jin Chanzi: "No wonder in the entire Lingshan, no one can argue with you." ”

Jin Chanzi straightened his body and said solemnly: "Buddhism is all distinguished, not discerned." ”

The woman laughed: "It's up to you to quibble." ”

Jin Cicada grinned: "Besides, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart'." ”

"In front of me, don't mention him. ”

The woman looked uninterested.

Jin Chanzi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly smiled: "It's the little monk's fault." According to the rules of the mortal world, the little monk drank three cups in a row as an atonement. ”

After three cups, the golden cicada's cheeks were red and his eyes were hazy.

Stupidly staring at the heartless golden cicada.

The woman suddenly said faintly: "Jin Chanzi, you are abrupt this time." Bodhi didn't accept the monkey, I'm afraid there is something unspeakable. ”

The golden cicada quietly poured another cup, drank it all, and said with a look of grievance: "The little monk is also involuntarily, that monkey is very evil, as soon as the little monk gets close to him, he is suppressed to death." Not to mention that there is no cultivation for nothing, there is no thought of resisting at all. ”

The woman stared at the golden cicada without blinking, and said meaningfully: "Regardless of whether what you said is true or not, that monkey opened the 'heart path', shattered the 'heart monument', and entered the three-star cave three times, and Bodhi Xiaoer has no reason to drive him away." ”

Jin Chanzi was a little embarrassed by the woman's staring, and when she laughed dryly, she was suddenly stunned.

"Uncle Bodhi is coming back, the little monk will go first, and I will come to visit you another day. ”

The woman smiled lightly: "Didn't you go down the mountain to celebrate his birthday?"

Jin Chanzi touched his bright head in embarrassment, and said, "Next time I have a big birthday, the little monk promises not to get lost." ”

The woman smiled.

The golden cicada stayed, grabbed the door, and fled.

The woman looked amused and picked up the flask and poured wine.

Suddenly, his hands were empty.

I saw the golden cicada go and back, and walked the wine jug, and said, "I hope you take care of that monkey." ”

There was a gust of wind coming and going, and the golden cicada was gone.

The woman stretched out her fingers, which were as white as jade, and stroked the green silk on her forehead.

"Take care of one or two?"

......

"You're awake. ”

A gentle voice rang in my ears.

The monkey opened its eyes.

This is a quiet bedroom, but it is more like a study, with a desk, four treasures of the study, a bookshelf full of books, and the walls are full of calligraphy and ink paintings.

The white-faced scholar looked kind.

"Immortal Chief, you saved me?"

Looking at the clean robe on his body and the three blood holes that disappeared, the monkey said in confusion.

At the beginning, with the collapse of his inner world, he lost consciousness.

"It was Senior Brother Jin Chanzi who brought you to me. The white-faced scholar shook his head.

"Golden cicada?"

The monkey pondered, and seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

I can't help but have a headache.

The white-faced scholar said: "If you can't think of it, don't think about it, Senior Brother Jin Chanzi left you a sentence when he left." ”

"What?"

Monkey Road.

"He said, your name is 'Monkey King'. ”

The white-faced scholar said.

"Monkey King?"

The monkey muttered, and his heart throbbed inexplicably.

"Master and Seventh Senior Sister have already returned to the Sanxing Cave and are waiting for you in the 'Mingxin Palace'. ”

The white-faced scholar looked at the monkey with a complicated expression.

Bite one's tongue.

......

Mingxin Temple.

This is the third time that the monkey has set foot in the "Mingxin Temple".

The first time I was apprehensive, the second time I was confused.

And this time, the monkey had a calm face.

The heart is not wavering.

The little patriarch of Bodhi sat at the center with an irritated expression.

On the right side of the hand is Ah Zi, compared with half a year ago, Ah Zi is haggard and thinner.

After the white-faced scholar respectfully said "Master" and "Seventh Senior Sister", he sat on the left side of the main hall.

"The monkey has seen three immortal elders. ”

The monkey said respectfully.

Ah Zi smiled lightly at the monkey.

The little patriarch of Bodhi snorted coldly.

The white-faced scholar nodded awkwardly.

The little patriarch of Bodhi did not speak, and the Mingxin Hall fell into silence for a while.

The monkey pestle is in the center of the main hall, waiting patiently.

Ah Zi's face was ugly, and he called, "Master." ”

The little patriarch suddenly got up and waved his hand: "I went to retreat." ”

Ah Zi grabbed Bodhi's arm and said with a stubborn face: "Master, the monkey hasn't apprenticed yet." ”

Bodhi grimaced, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind, saying, "I allow him to stay in Sanxingdong, and as for the matter of apprenticeship, I will not mention it again." ”

Shake off Ah Zi's hand and brush his sleeves away.

Ah Zi was stunned for a while.

The white-faced scholar comforted: "Seventh Senior Sister, no matter what, the master has left him a way to live, and he is safe in Sanxingdong." ”