When Wukong saw the golden cicada, his heart was itching, and he couldn't help but show his true appearance, and shouted "Master." ”

Of course, the golden cicada heard Wukong's voice, and said with tears: "Wukong, is it you? You're here? Save me! Wukong!"

Wukong saw that Jin Chanzi kept calling his name, and he was afraid that the little demon in front of him would hear it, so he hurriedly said: "Master, don't call your name, there are people in front of you, and I'm afraid of leaving the news." Since you have a life, I will save you. The monster only said that he had eaten you, and coaxed me with a dummy head, and the three of us hated each other. Don't worry, Master, wait until I kill that goblin and come to save you. ”

Let's talk about Wukong's recitation of the incantation, and then transformed into an ant, and entered the middle hall, Ding on the main beam.

Wukong saw those little demons who were not injured, and they gathered in clusters and shouted.

Hurriedly jumped out of a little demon and said: "King, when they saw that we blocked the door and couldn't open it, they gave up their master and made that dummy head a grave." Cry one day today, cry another day tomorrow, and cry again the day after tomorrow, and then they should go back. When the time came, we inquired about them and dispersed, so we took out the monk, chopped it up, fried some big ingredients, and everyone ate it together, and they also had a long life. ”

Another little demon clapped his hands and said, "Don't say it, don't say it! It's still steamed and delicious!"

Another said, "Cook and eat, and save firewood." ”

Another said: "That monk is a rare thing, but he still pickles it with salt and eats it for a long time." ”

Wukong heard it in that beam, and said angrily in his heart: "What kind of poison does my master have with you, you are so calculating to eat him!"

Wukong gently plucked a handful of hairs, chewed them in his mouth, blew them out gently, secretly recited the spell, and turned into sleepy insects and threw them at the faces of the demons.

You see the monkey hair burrowing into the nose one by one, and the little demon door gradually dozed, and after a while, they all fell asleep.

Only the old demon couldn't sleep steadily, he rubbed his head and rubbed his face with both hands, kept snorting, and pinched his nose.

Wukong said secretly: "Could it be that he knows my tricks?

You see, Wukong plucked another hair, and made an identical one according to his mother's Zhao'er, and threw it on his face and drilled it into his nostrils. Two bugs, one from the left and one from the right.

The old demon got up, stretched his waist, yawned twice, and fell asleep.

When Wukong saw that the old demon was sleeping, he was secretly happy, and hurriedly jumped down and showed his true appearance.

Wukong took out the stick from his ear, and with a pretense, the thickness of a duck's egg, broke the side door, ran to the back garden, and shouted: "Master!

Jin Chanzi heard Wukong's shout and hurriedly replied: "Apprentice, come and untie the rope, tie me up!"

Wukong smiled and said, "Master, don't be busy, wait until I kill the goblin first, and then come to save you." ”

Wukong pulled out and ran to the middle hall. He was raising his stick to beat, but he stopped his hand and said, "It's not good! ”

Goku is back. In the garden, he thought about it again: "No, I still beat to save the master." ”

Wukong did this two or three times before dancing to the garden. When the golden cicada saw it, she rejoiced in sorrow and said: "Monkey, I think I didn't hurt my life, so I was so happy that it was useless, so I danced like this?"

Wukong walked in front of the golden cicada, untied the rope, and walked away with the master, and heard the person tied to the tree opposite shouting: "The master is merciful, and he also saved my life!"

Wukong saved Jin Chanzi, Jin Chanzi stood still, and shouted, "Wukong, save that person too." ”

Goku looked at the woodcutter and asked, "Who is he?"

Jin Chanzi replied: "He caught it a day before me." He is a woodcutter, with an old mother, very thoughtful, but a filial person, and even he was saved. ”

Wukong had no choice but to untie the rope and take it out of the back door together, go up the stone cliff, and cross the steep stream.

Jin Chanzi thanked: "Wukong, you saved his and my lives!

Wukong laughed and said, "Both of them are crying for you there, you can call them loudly." ”

Jin Chanzi looked at Wukong, and really shouted: "Bajie!

The Bajie was dizzy from crying, wiped his snot and tears, and said, "Senior Brother Sha, listen, Master has come home to show his soul!

Wukong stepped forward and shouted, "What kind of soul is it? Isn't this the master?"

The sand monk looked up and saw it, and hurriedly knelt down in front of him and said, "Master, how much have you suffered!

Wukong told him again how to ** the goblin and save the master.

When Bajie heard this, he gritted his teeth and hated it, and couldn't help but lift the palladium to put the grave down, dig out the head, and build it to a sparse slump.

Jin Chanzi asked, "What are you building him for?"

Bajie shouted, "Master, I don't know that he is a dead man in that family, teach me to cry to him!

Jin Chanzi shook his head and said, "He saved my life." A few of you hit the goblin's door, shouting for me, thinking that he was using it to prevaricate, or else, you would kill me. Or bury him, and see what we want to do. ”

When the Bajie heard about the golden cicada, he buried a bag of rotten flesh and bones and raised a grave.

Wukong smiled again: "Master, please sit down first, and wait for me to exterminate the goblins." ”

Wukong jumped off the stone cliff again, crossed the stream into the hole, and took the rope that tied the golden cicada and the woodcutter into the middle hall, and the old demon was still asleep, so he tied him down with the hooves of the four horses, and made the golden hoop stick up, held it on his shoulder, and went out the back door.

Zhu Bajie looked at it from a distance and said: "Brother Monkey, it's good to do this head-shaking thing!

Wukong went to the front and put it down, and the eight precepts raised the palladium to build.

Wukong hurriedly said, "Slow down! There are still many little monsters in the cave, so I haven't taken you to go quickly." ”

When Bajie heard this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother Monkey, if you have one, you take me in and beat him." ”

Wukong nodded, and suddenly said: "It's going to take some work again, why don't you find some firewood and let him break his roots." ”

When the woodcutter heard this, he hurriedly led Bajie to the east recess to find some broken bamboo, lost leaf pine, hollow willow, broken root vine, yellow artemisia, old di, reed, and dry mulberry, picked a few, and sent them to the back door.

Wukong lit the fire, and Bajie's ears fanned the wind. Wukong jumped up, shook it, and collected the drowsy worm's hair.

Those little demons haven't woken up yet, and the fireworks are all there, pitiful! Liandong Mansion burned to the ground, and the two returned to see the master.

When the master heard the old demon fang's awakening call, he called, "Apprentice, the goblin has woken up." ”

Bajie stepped forward with a palladium, killed the old monster, and showed his true appearance, which turned out to be a wormwood flower skin leopard essence.

Wukong was puzzled: "Huapi can eat tigers, and now it will become a human again, this fight to death, this will be the end of the trouble!"

The golden cicada thanked him and climbed the saddle and got on the horse.

The woodcutter asked, "Master, it's not far to the southwest, and it's my house." Please come to the house, meet your mother, thank a few masters for their kindness, and send the master on the road. ”

The golden cicada nodded and went happily, and the golden cicada did not ride a horse, but walked with the woodcutter and the four groups, and came to the southwest.

A few people walked for a while, and sure enough, they saw it: the stone path was heavy with moss, and the wood door was covered with vine flowers. The mountains are connected on all sides, and a forest of birds and birds is noisy. Dense pine fences are intertwined with greenery, and they are strange and wonderful. In a remote place, the bamboo fence hut is a house.

I saw an old woman, leaning on the firewood, with tears in her eyes, crying bitterly.

When the woodcutter saw that it was his mother, he ran to his knees, and cried out, "Mother, my son is back!"

The old woman hugged the woodcutter and said, "Son, if you don't go home for a few days, I heard that you were arrested by the mountain lord and killed me, and I am distressed and unbearable." Then why did you come back today, since you were not killed, and where are your ropes and axes?"

The woodcutter kowtowed and said, "Mother, my son was caught by the mountain lord and tied to a tree, and it is really difficult to escape his life, thanks to these masters!"

After that, the woodcutter pointed to the golden cicada master and apprentice and said, "Mother, you see that these are arhats who went to the west to learn scriptures from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil. The normal-looking master was once taken by the mountain owner to tie to a tree. ”

"But his three apprentices, the master, with great powers, beat the mountain master to death, it turned out to be a wormwood flower skin leopard spirit, and the rest of the little demons were all burned to death by these masters, so the old master was rescued, and even the child was rescued together, and now the child goes out at night, and he is not afraid of any goblin. ”

When the old woman heard this, she bowed step by step, and several of the golden cicada's master and apprentice were invited to sit down in the firewood hut.

You see that her mother and son kowtowed and thanked them endlessly, and hurriedly arranged some vegetarian food to thank them.

Seeing this, Bajie smiled and said, "Brother Qiao, me." Hehe, seeing that your house is also cold, you can only eat a fast, don't bother to be at the mercy of it. ”

The woodcutter touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly, "Don't hide it from the masters, my mountain is really cold, there are no mushrooms, mushrooms, Sichuan peppers, and big ingredients, just a few wild vegetables dedicated to the master, and the right to show inches." ”

Bajie smiled: "Don't say, don't say." Hurry up, we're hungry for a long time. ”

The woodcutter nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes!

Sure enough, after a while, the tables and stools were wiped and put up, and the fruit was a few plates of wild vegetables.

But see that: tender blanched daylily, sour white drum. Purslane, camelina, camelina. The swallows are not fragrant and tender, and the buds are crispy and green. Rotten boiled horse blue head, white dog footprints.

Cat's ears, wild long, gray stripes can be eaten in the middle of the ripe, scissor stocks, cattle ponds, inverted snails and broom chestnuts. Broken rice chestnut, lettuce camelina camelina a few tastes of green fragrance and slippery. Fried Wuying flowers, Lingke can be boasted; Pugen vegetables and callus vegetables, four kinds of close to the water and Qinghua.

Look at Mai Niang, delicate and good; The finches are single, the feet of the monkeys, and the oil is scorched and fried, so it is only delicious.

Artemisia oblique and Artemisia hug Artemisia, and the lantern flies on the buckwheat. Sheep ear baldness, wolfberry head, plus black blue without oil. A few wild vegetables for a meal, the woodcutter pious as a thanksgiving.

The master and apprentice had a full meal and packed up their journey. The woodcutter saw that Bajie's meal was too large and he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he asked his mother to come out and thank him again.

The woodcutter just kowtowed, took a jujube stick, ended his dress, and went out to see him off.

The sand monk led the horse, Bajie carried the burden, Wukong followed closely on the left and right, and the golden cicada arched his hand on the horse and said: "Brother Qiao, please lead the way in front and say goodbye to the road." ”

Several people climbed the hill together, turned the stream to find the slope.