But said that Sun Wukong invited the golden cicada to get on the horse, he was in front, carrying luggage, naked, turning around, and did not talk to the golden cicada, and the golden cicada did not have a banquet.

Not long after, after passing the two realms of the mountain, suddenly saw a fierce tiger, roaring and cutting its tail, the golden cicada was originally sitting on a horse, and the abyss was in the mountains.

Sun Wukong saw the tiger on the side of the road and said happily: "Master, don't be afraid of him, he is sending clothes to me." ”

Putting down the luggage, he pulled out a needle from his ear, facing the wind, and under the guise of a pretense, it turned out to be a bowl with a thin iron rod. He took it in his hand and said with a smile: "This treasure, I haven't used him for more than 500 years, and today I took it out to earn a piece of clothing to wear." ”

You see him pulling away and facing the tiger, and he said, "Karma!" The tiger crouched down, crouched in the dust, and did not dare to move.

was slapped on the head by Sun Wukong, and his brains burst into pink, and his teeth sprayed a few jade pieces.

Jin Chanzi nodded secretly, Liu Boqin fought the colorful tiger the day before yesterday, and he fought with him for a long time; today Sun Wukong does not need to fight, he beat this tiger to a smash, it is the strongest of the stronger! It is also natural to see that Sun Wukong intends to be majestic.

However, what Jin Chanzi cares about is another thing, where did Sun Wukong go to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then? Wearing a phoenix tail purple gold crown, chain gold armor, lotus silk cloud shoes, and ochre yellow robe are all first-class treasures, why are none of them there.

While the golden cicada was pondering, Sun Wukong dragged the tiger and said, "Master sit down for a while, wait for me to take off its clothes, put on and walk." ”

Jin Chanzi said, "What clothes does he have there?"

Sun Wukong said: "Master don't care about me, I have my own disposal." ”

Good monkey king, pluck off a hair, blow the fairy breath, called "change!" turned into a bull's ear sharp knife, picked the skin from the tiger's belly, peeled it down, peeled off a skin, chopped off the claw armor, cut off the head, cut a boxy piece of tiger skin, lifted it, measured it and said: "It's wider, one can be made into two." "He took the knife and cut it into two. Put away one piece, wrap one around his waist, pull a kudzu vine on the side of the road, tie it tightly, cover his lower body and say: "Master, go! ”

From beginning to end, the golden cicada stood on one side, even if it was bloody, it could not be stopped.

Sun Wukong saw that the golden cicada was so calm, and he also collected the thoughts in his heart, he twisted an iron rod, still like a needle, put it in his ear, carried the luggage, and asked the master to get on the horse.

The two of them advanced, and the golden cicada asked on the horse: "Wukong, you just beat the iron rod of the tiger, why don't you see it?"

Sun Wukong smiled: "Master, you don't know. My stick was originally obtained from the Dragon Palace of the Oriental Sea, called as the Shenzhen Iron at the bottom of Tianhe Town, and also called the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick. Back then, the Great Anti-Heavenly Palace was a great loss to him. Change with you, be big and small. Just now, I changed into an embroidery needle and put it in my ears. However, it can only be taken out when it is used. ”

Jin Chanzi asked again: "You have such a treasure, why don't you have good clothes?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, his eyes rolled and said: "Back then, in the gossip furnace, let Taishang Laojun refine it, if it weren't for Lao Sun eating a few furnaces of Jindan, I'm afraid that they would be refined together." ”

Jin Chanzi secretly thought, didn't you make such a fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then?

Jin Chanzi asked again: "When that tiger saw you, why didn't you move and let you beat him, what do you say?"

Sun Wukong said: "Don't hide it from the master, Mo Dao is a tiger and a dragon, and I don't dare to be rude when I see it." My old grandson has the means to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, the miraculous power of turning over the river and stirring the sea, seeing the appearance and distinguishing the color, listening to the sound and observing the reason, the big one is measured in the universe, and the small one is taken in the hair! The changes are gratuitous and unpredictable. What is the rarity of peeling this tiger skin? When you see that difficult place, do you want to see your skills!"

When Jin Chanzi heard this, he became more and more careless, thinking that he was suspicious, Sun Wukong was still a five-hundred-year-old Sun Wukong, and he didn't say anything more at the moment, and rode forward.

The master and apprentice walked and talked, not feeling that the sun was falling, but seeing: the flames and flames are shining, and the ends of the earth are returning to the clouds. Thousands of birds and birds are noisy, looking for a place to stay in the forest. The beasts are in pairs, and the Huiwo tribe is in groups. A hook of the crescent moon breaks the dusk, and the halo of stars is ten thousand points.

Sun Wukong said: "Master move around, it's getting late." The wall is full of trees, presumably it is someone's village, so we hurried to stay early. ”

Jin Cicada looked at it, looked at that place was not like an ordinary house, and did not say much, rode his horse, ran to the house, and dismounted in front of the village.

Sun Wukong skimmed his luggage, stepped forward, and called the door: "Open the door!"

There was an old man inside, who came out with a basket, opened the door with a sigh, and saw Sun Wukong with such an evil appearance, with a tiger skin tied around his waist, like a Lei Gong, bluffing his feet and numbness, and saying a delirium: "The ghost is coming!

The golden cicada stepped forward, released a trace of spiritual power, calmed the comer, and shouted: "Old donor, don't be afraid." He is the apprentice of my poor monk, not a ghost. ”

The old man raised his head and saw Sanzang's strange face, so he stood still, and the fear in his heart subsided for no reason, and asked, "Are you a monk from that temple, bring this wicked man to my door?"

Jin Chanzi said: "My poor monk is from the Tang Dynasty, go to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures, suitable to pass by here, every night, specially built Tanfu to spend the night, tomorrow morning do not violate the light of the day." Hope is convenient. ”

The old man said: "Although you are a Tang person, the evil one is not a Tang person." ”

Sun Wukong shouted loudly: "You old man has no eyes! Tang Ren is my master, I am his apprentice! I am not a sugar man, I am a Monkey King." Some of you here know me, and I have seen you coming. ”

When Jin Chanzi heard Sun Wukong's words, he couldn't help but glance at him, and saw that the monkey's fierce aura was exposed, and it could be seen that he had stabbed the sore spot. Thinking about the events of the past, isn't Sun Wukong just for the sake of an identity, so he made a lot of trouble?

The old man said, "Where are you meeting me?"

Sun Wukong said: "Haven't you ever picked up firewood in front of me when you were a child?"

The old man said: "This guy is talking nonsense! Where do you live? Where do I live? I will come to you to pick up firewood and vegetables!"

Jin Chanzi smiled slightly, what is the big difference between a person when he is young and old? How does Sun Wukong recognize this old man? Sun Wukong's appearance is strange, and it has not changed for a hundred years, and ordinary people must remember it deeply when they see it, how can they not recognize it? But this old man can't remember it, there must be something strange in it, and he doesn't interject, and listens quietly to the monkey and one person to say it.

Sun Wukong said: "My son is talking nonsense! You don't recognize me, I was originally the great sage in the stone box of these two realms. Look at it again. ”

The old man realized: "You are a little like him, but how did you get it?"

Wukong told the old man about the Bodhisattva's persuasion and making me wait for Tang Seng to expose and get out.

The old man bowed down and invited the golden cicada inside, that is, he called the old wife and children to come to see him, and he was happy to talk about the past. ordered to see the tea again, and after the tea, he asked Sun Wukong: "Great Sage, are you also old?"

Sun Wukong said: "How old are you this year?"

The old man said, "I'm one hundred and thirty years old. ”

Sun Wukong said: "It's still my great-grandson! I don't remember when I was born, but it's only at the foot of this mountain, and it's been more than 500 years." ”