3. Commander of the Eighth Division

"Normal women will choose Zhu Bajie. "When the god of music speaks, he plucks the strings and makes a pleasant sound.

Huanxi Buddha laughed, "Of course, women keep saying that they hate lustful people, and really all men are not, do you think they are really not in a hurry?"

That's just the truth – scarcity is expensive. Women, especially beautiful women, are annoyed by men before they say they hate womanizers, but without womanizers, how can they experience the superiority of women?"

"So I made the right choice. Mei Mei picked up Bajie's face, "Although it's a little fat, it's cute, isn't it?"

Zhu Bajie has become a humanoid, although he is fat, he is still handsome. He pointed to the Buddha of Joy and said, "You don't thank the Buddha for saving your life, without him, I don't have the ability to resurrect your primordial spirit." ”

"You're welcome. The Buddha said: "In the end, it is still a scorpion...... No, it's Mengmeng's Yuan Shen who is strong, although it has been destroyed twice, but her recast physical vitality is not weak at all, I see her continue to cultivate like this, and in the future, compared to Sun Wukong in the battle of Leiyin Temple, she will have to fight. ”

Mei Mei bowed slightly: "The Buddha of Joy has won the prize." ”

Le Shen smiled: "Meimei, cultivation is cultivation, but you have to pay close attention to you, a fat man, this perverted pig, I can't help but be tempted by other women in the future." ”

Mei Mei smiled: "I can't control this, who made him a man? ”

"But now there is monogamy in the world. ”

"So what? Men are not in line with yin and yang? This kind of thing is stupid to be forced. ”

Huanxi Buddha said: "What a smart girl. Pure altar makes, you are not shallow. ”

Bajie arched his hand and said: "Thanks to your training." He whispered in the ear of the Buddha of Joy: "Especially Your Excellency's training of her charming bed, so that I can enjoy all the gentleness and deserve the name of the Buddha." ”

The two laughed in a low voice, and Le Shen snorted on the side: "Look at these two lewd thieves with a bad smile on their faces, they are thinking about bad things again." She took Mei Mei's hand: "Don't spoil him." ”

Mei Mei nodded, with a happy look.

Bajie Zhengse said: "Two, after talking for so long, what are you looking for me?"

Huanxi Buddha glanced at Mei Mei, "Can we say a few words in private?" Mei Mei left the room obediently.

Bajie waited for her to leave and immediately asked, "Is it related to her?"

"No, it's just that I'm afraid she won't be happy to hear it. Joy Buddha said: "It has something to do with your senior brother." ”

Bajie was silent for a while and said, "I don't have anything to say about him. ”

Huanxi Buddha said: "You know that I have always been a peacemaker, whether it is the West or the East, or the demon world, I don't know what will happen, let alone want to know." But Leshen is an old friend of mine, and I can't help but help with this. ”

Bajie looked at the god of music: "What's wrong?"

The god of music sighed: "The little white dragon was sealed by the golden cicada, and the Dapeng rebelled out of the western sky, and the Shura King promised Guanyin to hunt down and kill the Dapeng...... Our eight departments are going to be in chaos again. ”

Bajie reacted coldly: "Maybe, but why tell me?"

"Because the little white dragon is the Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva. ”

"That's nominal, in fact he hasn't sat in this seat for a day. You can ask the Buddha to choose someone else. ”

After all, it was sealed by the Buddha himself, and he didn't say anything about withdrawing. ”

Bajie sighed: "Leshen, just say what you want to do." ”

Le Shen said: "We hope that the messenger of the Pure Altar will come out and take charge of the eight tribes. ”

"What?" Bajie jumped up, "What are you kidding?"

"Listen to me, among the eight tribes now, the Shura people are not subject to control, the king of Garuda is nowhere to be found, and the eight tribes are actually only the heavenly people, the yaksha people, the Gandharva people, the Kinarana, the six parts of the Maharaja, the messenger of the pure altar, you are not a bodhisattva, now you are running a prosperous business in the world, the Buddha likes you the most, as long as you don't preside over it in secret, I don't think he will embarrass you, and he doesn't want the eight people to be in chaos, right? We thought about it for a long time before we decided to ask you to come out. ”

Bajie shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I really don't dare to take this hot potato, why don't you let the Emperor of Heaven do it, hasn't he always liked to come out?"

He thought about it, but as soon as he took the lead, would the Shura King let him go? If it weren't for the Buddha's favoritism, he would have been beaten to the bottom of the Eight Divisions, although the Shura King Yunyi clearly did not fight with him, it was a promise owed to Guanyin, but Emperor Shakti failed to defeat Yunyi back then, and had promised never to be the head of the Eight Divisions, and he dared to break his promise, which was clearly to slap the Shura people in the face. With the temper of the king of Shura, even if the Buddha obstructs it, how can he give up? What's more, as long as the Buddha is not chaotic, he doesn't care who is in charge, for the first time he does not understand the strength of the eight tribes, and he chose the emperor, but the emperor has not made an inch of achievements in these years, and it is really difficult to say whether the Buddha will help him again. ”

Bajie thought for a while, but still shook his head: "Leshen, look at it more, but my old pig just wants to live a good life in the world for a few days, and I will be satisfied with earning a few small dollars and spending money." For such a big thing, you better be smart. ”

"Messenger, you must know that the eight tribes are all evil demons before returning to the Buddha's gate, if the eight tribes are in chaos and no one is in control, there will be countless disasters in the world, I am not for myself, I am for the common people in the world. ”

The Buddha of Joy also persuaded: "Messenger, you just agree, the god of music is indeed sincere." ”

"It's a pity that the eight tribes, except for the god of music, the others are not easy to get along with. Bajie sighed: "Please go back, the old pig can't do anything about this matter." ”

The two talked about it, but Bajie never agreed. I had no choice but to leave.

"Husband, are they gone?" Mei Mei poked her head out from outside.

Bajie nodded, took a deep breath on a cigar, and seemed to spew out a full stomach.

"Aren't you happy?" she leaned against his chest, "Do you want to tell Mei'er?"

"They want me to rule the eight tribes. ”

"Isn't the leader of the Eight Divisions your junior brother Xiao Bailong's position?"

"Yes, but the little white dragon violated the rules of the West Heaven and is now sealed by the golden cicada, but if you come to it, you won't say that you will withdraw him. ”

"Why?"

Bajie sneered, "Don't you want to use the Babu as a shield? No matter how chaotic the Babu is, the name is always the protector of Buddhism, if one day my senior brother really wants to fight in the West, they must be the first front, and whoever is the head of this will mean being the first batch of cannon fodder." These guys, do you really think that old pigs are pig brains?"

"But I heard that Dapeng rebelled out of the Western Heavens, and Yunyi was unrestrained, will they really serve the Western Heavens at that time?"

"Just because they can't, so they want me to be the head, how can the divided eight tribes stop Sun Wukong? But they know that my senior brother broke with me on the surface, but he is actually a very nostalgic person, if this leader is me, the senior brother must have some scruples. Bajie said hatefully: "I guess this idea was taught to her by Guanyin, and she is the best at this kind of stealing and tricking." ”

"Then let's not go. ”

"I didn't say yes, but ......"

"But what?"

"But I still owe the Buddha a favor to the Buddha. Huanxi Buddha and Le Shen are friends of life and death, if he insists on helping her, what must he do to help him? Just now he just didn't want to force me, he wanted to find out if there was any other way, if not, once I came back, I really couldn't escape. ”

"What do you owe him?"

Bajie glanced at her and smiled bitterly, she suddenly realized, "Is it because of me?"

Bajie said: "At that time, I promised to owe him a share as long as I saved you. ”

Mei Mei was worried and moved, "Husband, how can Mei Mei repay you?"

"Let's not say who will repay whom, now let's see how to avoid this catastrophe. ”

But after thinking about it for a long time, Bajie had no good solution, until he went to bed in the middle of the night, he who had always been lying down and snoring all day long, just tossed and turned, and was still talking in his dreams when he fell asleep: "Don't go...... I'm not going......"

Mei Mei, who slept next to him, got up quietly, looking at him falling asleep in a daze in embarrassment, he couldn't help but feel distressed, he had always looked like his life, and he was worried that he didn't make love to her tonight, which was sad.

Mei Mei bit her lip, and her body turned into a spiritual light and flew out of the window, flying straight to the east.

She flew to a height of 10,000 feet and conjured a golden hair in her hand, which was given to her by Sun Wukong back then.

At that time, Sun Wukong was not against the West Heaven, after being defeated by the Buddha, he went back to Huaguo Mountain to live his free life, Bajie served in the West Heaven, he did not know everything that happened, after Mei Mei and Bajie got along, the first thing was to go to Huaguo Mountain to find Sun Wukong, ask him to testify, and said that the two were married.

Sun Wukong laughed when he saw this, although he was unexpected, he still congratulated them, and gave Mei Mei this hair as a meeting gift for his younger siblings, saying that as long as he called his brother to Hao Mao, he could hear it at the ends of the earth. Later, although he broke with Bajie due to the battle of Leiyin Temple, he did not recover any hair.

Mei Mei took out her hair and kept calling: "Brother, brother." He flew and screamed for a while, and when he approached the vicinity of the Red City, he saw a white light flashing, and at the same time, the hairs in his hands turned into ashes.

She heard the strong wind behind her, and turned around to see a young man standing behind her, although he did not change his monkey form, he recognized it by this aura, it was Sun Wukong.

"Stop calling me brother. Bajie and Sha Seng and I have broken our robes and are no longer brothers. Sun Wukong said coldly: "I came to see you, just to fulfill a promise back then." ”

Mei Mei knelt down: "Brother...... No, the Great Sage, now Bajie has been approached by the Eight Divisions, and wants him to be the commander, in fact, he wants to use him to prevent his brother from taking revenge on the West Heaven in the future, and now he is having trouble sleeping and eating, and I have nothing to do but ask the Great Sage to be the master. ”

"Hmph! ”

"But in order to save me back then, he owed Huanxi Buddha a favor, even if he didn't return the favor, Huanxi Buddha could also threaten him in front of Rulai with the fact that he saved my Yuan Shen back then. ”

"This nerd. Wukong scolded: "Huanxi Buddha wants to control the eight tribes by himself, and he just uses this stupid pig as a pawn, otherwise do you think he is a good person?

"It's not that Bajie doesn't know, but he has a deep affection for me......"

Sun Wukong said impatiently: "Which woman is he not affectionate for? I really think I'm a love saint. ”

"In short, it is also for my sake, please have mercy on the great sage. ”

"Bajie and I are no longer brothers, besides, there is a price to be paid for being romantic. ”

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he walked away, leaving Meimei kneeling alone in the mountain wind, for a long time, her tears fell on the grass, splashing like flowers.

(Serious lack of tickets, begging!)