Zhu Bajie heard it: "That's it! The opponent is here again!"

Sun Wukong said: "Master, wrap up the good words, let us make some evil, and get rid of him."

When Jin Chanzi heard this, he secretly thought, what kind of person is Zhen Yuanzi? He and Shakyamuni are still in the middle of each other, and you also want to defeat him?

Sha Wujing shook the treasure staff, Zhu Bajie raised the nail palladium, and the great sage made the iron rod, and stepped forward together, surrounded Zhen Yuanzi in the air, and built it chaotically. This vicious fight is evidenced by poetry, Wukong does not know Zhen Yuanxian, and he is more mysterious with the world. The three divine weapons were violent, and a dust tail floated from itself. The left and right blocks with the comings and goings, and the front of the rear frame is rotated. It is difficult to get out of the body at night, and it is difficult to drown in the western sky!

His three brothers, each raising a divine soldier, attacked together, and the town Yuanzi only played the fly broom. There was half an hour there, he stretched out the sleeves of his robe, still took the four monks, a horse and luggage, and a sleeve cage, returned to the clouds, and went to the temple again.

The immortals followed, and the immortal master sat on the hall, but he moved out one by one in his sleeves, tied the golden cicada to the low locust tree at the bottom of the steps, and Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing tied each to the trees on both sides. tied up Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong said: "I think it's a question." ”

Jin Chanzi still didn't have an expression, let Zhen Yuanzi toss, and there was no conversation between the two immortals.

After a while, the binding stopped, and he was taught to take ten horses of long-headed cloth.

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Zhu Bajie! This gentleman is embarrassed, take out the cloth and make a middle sleeve with us! ”

The little fairy will move the home machine cloth out. Zhen Yuanzi said: "Wrap Tang Jin Cicada, Zhu Zhu Bajie, and Sha Monk in cloth!" All the immortals stepped forward and wrapped them together.

Sun Wukong smiled: "Okay, good, good, good, the work will be buried!" The immortals hurriedly took some self-harvesting and self-drying raw and cooked lacquer, wrapped the paint in his three cloths, and covered them with paint, leaving their heads and faces outside.

Zhu Bajie said: "Sir, it's not tight at the top, but there are still holes below, so we are so flattering." ”

That town Motoko taught to carry the cauldron out again. Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Zhu Bajie, creation! Bring out the pot, I think it's cooking rice and we'll eat it." ”

Zhu Bajie said: "It's okay, let's eat some food, and it looks good to be a full ghost." The immortal fruit took out a cauldron and supported it at the bottom of the steps. Zhen Yuanzi called to set up dry firewood, started a fire, and taught: "Boil the clear oil in a pot, burn it to a boil, fry Sun Wukong in the oil pot and fry him, and take revenge on my ginseng tree!"

Sun Wukong secretly rejoiced when he heard this: "It is exactly what the old grandson wants." I have never taken a bath, and some of my skin is itchy and itchy, so I feel warm. "In an instant, the oil pan will be boiling.

The great sage paid attention to it again, fearing that it would be difficult for him to participate in the immortal law, and it would be difficult to do anything in the oil pot, so he hurriedly looked around, only to see that there was a platform under the stage to the east, and a stone lion to the west. Sun Wukong turned his body vertically, rolled to the west, bit the tip of his tongue, squirted the stone lion, and shouted "Change!" into his own appearance, and he was also tied up like this, but he came out of the Yuan Shen, got up in the clouds, and looked down at the Taoist priest.

The golden cicada saw it from a distance and nodded slightly, the ginseng fruit really had a miraculous effect, and Sun Wukong's Yuan Shen could still basically get out of the body.

That Zhen Yuanzi saw that Sun Wukong was out of his body, and glanced at the golden cicada without a trace, and the golden cicada bowed slightly.

I saw the little fairy report: "Master, the oil pot is boiling through." ”

Zhen Yuanzi taught: "Carry Sun Sun Wukong down!" Four fairy children can't lift it, eight come, they can't lift it, and add four more, and they can't lift it.

The immortals said: "This monkey loves the soil and is difficult to move, small since he was small, but it is also strong." But he taught the twenty little immortals, carried the general, threw it into the pot, and the cooking sounded, splashed some boiling oil ideas, and burned the faces of the little Taoist priests with a few boiled pulp! I could only hear the boy who was burning the fire shouting: "The pot is leaking! The pot is leaking!"

Zhen Yuanzi said angrily: "This monkey is rude! Teach him to do things in front of him! You can just leave, why did you smash my stove again? This monkey can't take him in vain, so he holds him, and it is like rubbing sand and mercury, catching shadows and chasing the wind." Leave him alone. And untie Tang Seng, replace it with a new pot, prick him, and avenge the ginseng tree. Zhen Yuanzi was angry not because Sun Wukong destroyed the stove, but because he didn't have anyone like Sun Wukong, and he easily fell for the scheme.

That little fairy really did it, dismantling the paint. Sun Wukong could understand in mid-air, and he thought: "Master is not good, if he gets into the oil pot, he will die when he rolls, he will burn when he rolls, and when he rolls on three or five, he will become a rotten monk! I will also go and save him." ”

Good sage, pressed Luoyun's head, stepped forward and said: "Don't tear down the cloth paint, I'm going to get off the oil pot." ”

The town Yuanzi exclaimed, "You monkey, why did you smash my stove?"

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "You should pour the stove when you meet me, what do you do to me?" I also want to get you some oil soup and oil and water love, but I am just in a hurry, if you open the wind in the pot, I am afraid that it will stain your cooked oil, and it is not good to mix vegetables to eat. Don't blow up my master, come and up. ”

When the town Yuanzi heard this, he sneered, walked out of the hall, and grabbed it.

But said that Zhenyuan Daxian held Sun Wukong with his hand and said: "I also know your ability, and I can also smell your reputation, but you are more rational and deceitful this time, even if you have Tengna, you can't get out of my hands." I will tell you about the western heavens, and when I see your Buddha, I have to return my ginseng fruit tree. You don't have magical powers!" Jin Chanzi heard the words from a distance, and felt funny, Zhen Yuanzi has always been at odds with Sakyamuni, and he really found the West, with Sakyamuni's surname, he may not know what to do.

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "You gentleman is like a young family! If you want to live, what is the difficulty! If you say this earlier, won't you save a fight?"

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "Don't fight, I'm willing to spare you?"

Sun Wukong said: "You relieved my master, how about I return you a living tree?"

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "If you have this magical power, you can heal the tree, and I will be friends with you for eight bows and become brothers." Jin Chanzi heard this, this is to thank Sun Wukong for his grace in destroying the tree, and Zhen Yuanzi is the brother who solved the siege, but it is different from Sun Wukong's previous brothers.

Sun Wukong said: "Don't worry, let them go, and Lao Sun will discipline you and return you to the living tree." "Sun Wukong is not interested in worship, and Huaguoshan has also worshipped brothers, when he is in trouble, who cares about his feelings?

Zhenyuan Daxian forgave him for not being able to get out, and immediately ordered the liberation of Jin Chanzi, Bajie, and Sha Seng.

Sha Seng said: "Master, I don't know what the hell the senior brother is messing with. ”

Zhu Bajie said: "What kind of ghost! This is called a face-to-face ghost! The tree is dead, but can he be healed alive? He made a bare-skinned child and looked good, and he begged for healing the tree, just got out and walked, and he still took care of you and me!"

Jin Chanzi said: "He will never dare to scatter us, we asked him where to seek medical treatment." Then he shouted: "Wukong, why did you coax the immortal chief and liberate me?"

Sun Wukong said: "Lao Sun is telling the truth, how can you coax him?"

Jin Chanzi said: "Where are you going to ask for a prescription?"

Sun Wukong said: "The ancients came from the sea. Today, I will go to the sea of the East Ocean, travel all over the three islands and ten continents, visit the immortal Weng Shengel, and ask for a way to bring the dead back to life, and discipline the doctor to make him live. ”

Jin Chanzi said: "When can I go back here?" Sun Wukong did not go to the South China Sea, but went to three islands and ten continents, which was quite unexpected by Jin Chanzi.

Sun Wukong said: "It's only three days." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "In this case, according to what you say, it is limited to three times with you." If you don't come outside of the three days, I'll recite the scriptures. ”

Sun Wukong said: "Obey, obey." You see that he hurriedly adjusted his tiger skin skirt, and went out to say to Zhenyuan Daxian: "Don't worry, sir, I'll just come." But you have to serve my master well, and you will have three teas and six meals at home, which is indispensable. If there is a little less, the old grandson will come back to settle accounts with you, and first smash the bottom of your pot. The clothes are gone, and he washes the pulp. I don't want my face to be yellow, but if I lose weight, I don't want to go out. ”

That town Yuanzi Daxian said: "You go, you go, you will not teach him to endure hunger." After Sun Wukong left, Zhen Yuanzi said to Jin Chanzi: "Sun Wukong Yuan Shen has replied." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "It's just a matter of reuniting the Yin God and Yang God, and it's still too early to talk about recovery." Speaking of which, I would like to thank the ginseng fruit for the merits and the two tempering of Daxian. (To be continued.) )