"I still don't understand, why do you have to know how to eat golden cicadas?" Yang Chan looked at Liu Neng's contemplative expression and asked with a smile.

"Now that the Journey to the West has not yet begun, how can I tell you that after those monsters caught Tang Seng, they could eat but didn't eat at that time. Liu Neng scratched his bald head, and his heart was extremely depressed. I could only look left and right and say, "Our Lady, don't you want to know how to eat that golden cicada?"

"Why do I want to know? I don't eat people either!" Yang Chan looked at Liu Neng strangely, and then looked puzzled: "Could it be that you want to eat people? I heard them say in the sky that human flesh is fat and greasy, quite unpalatable, and not as delicious as pork?"

"Who said that human flesh is not delicious!" Huang Feng Old Monster lay there and couldn't help but interject: "That's because you can't pick it, it's too old, the meat is too firewood, and your teeth are stuffed." If it's too strong, it's not good, and although the bite is chewy, it's not fragrant. It's not good if it's too small, there's too much fat, and it's greasy to eat. Twelve or thirteen years old is the best, fat and thin, fried and fried, no matter which way you do it. ”

"Oh! Eat human flesh, you've got an expert. Listening to the old monster of Huang Feng's lofty remarks, Liu Neng's anger jumped like thunder. He is also a human being, and with empathy, it is as if he is in a cauldron, and the big chef with the harazi next to him is this yellow wind old monster.

"People can eat the meat of my race, why can't I eat human flesh? Even the Buddhas of Lingshan have also eaten the meat of golden cicadas, and they don't see what you think, why do you start a fire now. Seeing the change in Liu Neng's expression, Huang Feng said unconvinced.

"Dare to talk back!" Liu Neng was almost stunned by the words of the old monster of the yellow wind, and he jumped like thunder, swooped violently, and sat on the stomach of the old monster of the yellow wind. If it weren't for Yang Chan's sword still pressing on his neck, and he couldn't move because of the pressure of the Baolian lamp, he would have jumped up a long time ago, and a gust of wind blew the stinky monk in front of him out of the clouds.

"Look at your appearance, you can be regarded as a good seedling, and you are not good at cultivating at the foot of Lingshan, but you are learning to eat human flesh with those unpromising monsters. Looking at the angry appearance of the old monster of Huang Feng, Liu Neng glared at it, and pointed at its nose with a stinking scolding.

The words made Huang Feng's old weird muscles jump, and there were several bloodshots in his eyes. Liu Neng was unforgiving, and the old monster of Huang Feng couldn't resist anyway, so Suo then scolded: "What's so delicious about human flesh? Is there ginseng fruit delicious? Is there a peach delicious? It's really unproductive!"

"I've heard from others that I'm a vegetarian. Never eaten human flesh. Seeing Liu Neng's fierce look, the old monster of Huang Feng also relented, for fear that the other party would be annoyed and angry, and then step forward to give it to himself.

"That's pretty much it!" Liu Neng nodded contentedly, and slowly moved down from the Yellow Wind Old Monster.

"It looks like this thing has to fall on Yang Chan!"

After teaching the Yellow Wind Old Monster a lesson, Liu Neng's heart was much happier, and his mind was naturally well-informed. He wanted to get sesame oil, and he also wanted to know how to eat Tang monk's meat. But looking at the yellow wind old monster's picture of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, it is estimated that it is useless to threaten again, and this matter has to fall on the peach.

Thinking of this, Liu Neng came to the spirit, and mysteriously said to Yang Chan: "Our Lady, I dare to guarantee that the matter of the cicada must be related to the transmission of the scriptures to the east!"

"How can you see it!" As soon as she heard that it was related to her task, Yang Chan was also interested.

"From the Tang Dynasty in the East to Lingshan, there are thousands of miles. There were countless demons and monsters along the way, and Lingshan did not dare to send a great power to directly transmit the scriptures, otherwise it would be a direct war with the Taoists. Therefore, we must think of a proper way to make Taoists have no reason to stop it. If that were the case, then the matter would have to fall into the hands of mortals. But ordinary people can't reach Lingshan at all, and if Lingshan wants to pass on the scriptures, then the best way is to find a reincarnated person. This sentence was basically analyzed by Liu Neng when he watched Journey to the West. There are many masters of Buddhism, and it is so troublesome to use the scriptures of the Eastern Soil. It is only necessary to send a powerful manifestation to keep those ordinary people honestly believing in Buddhism, but they did not do this, but learned the scriptures on foot through the Tang monk quartet, in this way, there is only one explanation, that is, Lingshan knew that this move would cause a backlash from Taoism, and they did not want to start a full-scale war with Taoism, so they took this roundabout method.

"Could it be that the reincarnated person you said is the golden cicada?" Yang Chan heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately understood Liu Neng's meaning.

"That's right, I think that the golden cicada even has meat for the Buddhas of Lingshan to devour. Where do you dare to wait for a long time in Lingshan, if you know that there is this opportunity to pass on the scriptures, you will definitely work hard to fight for it. Liu Neng continued to wonder.

"Although what you said makes a bit of sense, what does this have to do with the sesame oil in the hands of the old man of the yellow wind and the way to eat the golden cicada?" Yang Chan glanced at Liu Neng with a smile.

"Of course it has a relationship, after having sesame oil, I will be able to cultivate the nine turns of the heart chakra, and when the time comes, I can enter the interior of Xinghua Temple, and I can find out the arrangement of Lingshan to spread the scriptures to the east. Liu Neng patted his chest, a picture of thinking about the task in Yang Chan's hands.

"What about how to eat the golden cicada?" Yang Chan glanced at Liu Neng with disgust: "What does it have to do with this transmission of scriptures?"

"Of course it matters!" Liu Neng saw that Yang Chan was moved, and hurriedly continued: "Buddhism has countless powers, even if we find out his arrangements to spread the scriptures to the east, can we stop it?"

"Of course not!" Without waiting for Yang Chan to answer, Liu Neng first gave a positive answer: "If the person who goes to the West Heaven to learn the scriptures is a golden cicada, then this matter is very promising." The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not slack off in a hundred battles. It's still useful to know about this. ”

"Really?" Yang Chan glanced at Liu Neng suspiciously.

"It's more real than real gold!"

"Okay, I'll go to heaven now and go get a peach!"

Yang Chan finally nodded in agreement.

"It's not one, it's two!" Liu Neng hurriedly stretched out two fingers

"Why two?" Yang Chan said strangely.

"I want to eat too!" Liu Neng replied with a bitter face.

"There is only one in my palace, and if I want more, I have to go and ask the Queen Mother. Yang Chan explained.

"Isn't it just begging? What's so difficult? Liu Neng muttered.

"One day in heaven is a year on earth. Even if I take the peach directly and come back, it will take three or four hours, and it will be half a year on the ground. If you go to the Queen Mother, I'm afraid you will have to spend all day, on the ground for a year. Yang Chan explained.

"No, it didn't take so long when you borrowed the cat from heaven, you weren't making fun of me. Listening to Yang Chan's words, Liu Neng frowned, and said with suspicion.

"When I went to borrow a cat, I didn't go to the Heavenly Palace. Instead, it was on the ground to Sister Longji. As if seeing Liu Neng's thoughts, Yang Chan smiled.

"That deep resentful woman, what are you running on the ground if you have nothing to do? Could it be that she is planning to find a little white face and come out of the wall with a red apricot. Hearing Yang Chan say this, Liu Neng's mind immediately appeared Princess Longji, who was as beautiful as a peach and plum, and a pretty face as cold as frost.

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