The next day.


    After saying goodbye to Godfather secretly, Tang Monk took several disciples and set foot on the road to the west again.


    Before leaving.


    As a shopkeeper, pan Haodong presented some dry food to the adopted son. The soup bag wrapped with pig''s hoof meat was full and delicious. When it was put into the basket, the mouth water of the eight quit delicious fragrance flowed.


    Wukong and white dragon horse also couldn''t help swallowing their saliva.


    Only Tang monk was the most calm, but his eyes burst into tears.


    It was moving tears.


    Godfather is so kind to himself!


    Before leaving, I didn''t forget to give myself a big basket of steamed stuffed buns.


    "Good brother, are we going too far? It sounds disgusting to wrap steamed buns with Bajie''s meat and give them to Bajie before leaving."


    Looking at the combination of the journey to the west, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn''t bear it, but the meat cut last night didn''t have to be dropped. It was a waste to put it, and they didn''t eat it.


    "It''s all right. Give Bajie a lesson to make him grow faster."


    Pan Haodong doesn''t feel much.


    Bajie is not a human being. He will never die. He may have done something last night, but it is also to increase the disaster. How can the journey to the west be successful without experiencing all kinds of disasters?


    "Are you going back with me or to the sun temple now?"


    The local Guanyin looked forward.


    Although she didn''t think of anything to happen with her righteous brother, she felt inexplicably down-to-earth with her righteous brother. She liked this feeling.


    Of course, the three sisters are the main ones who invite Yidi to the South China Sea.


    It''s normal for my brother and daughter-in-law to call my righteous brother back in their own ashram.


    "Go back with you first, and then go back to the Sun Temple..."


    Pan Haodong''s cultivation level has surpassed the three sisters of Guanyin and is the same as the local Guanyin. Going back to practice with the three sisters for a period of time can improve each other''s cultivation. There is no need to hurry back to the temple


    The sisters and brothers returned to the South China Sea. After a few days of traveling, Monk Tang''s teachers and disciples were blocked by a high mountain. Looking up, several peaks passed through white clouds and went straight into the sky. The mountains were very steep.


    After climbing the mountain for a while, the mountain road has been cut off, the mountain stream is deep and bottomless, there are strange rocks everywhere, and jackals occasionally walk through the forest.


    Tang Seng got off the white dragon horse. The teachers and disciples continued to move forward. Suddenly, a cold wind blew. The whirlwind rolled up the yellow sand and covered the sky and the sun in an instant. All the teachers and disciples covered their cheeks with sleeves.


    "Wukong, there may be a monster in front of you. Later, you remember to protect your master. Don''t let master be caught by the monster." Then monk Tang turned to Bajie and said, "Bajie, jump over first and see if there is any danger?"


    "You monk, take my old pig as a pathfinder!"


    Pig Bajie thought for a moment, then turned his eyes and said, "master, my old pig has been hungry for most of the day. I really don''t have the strength to jump the mountain stream. Why don''t you give me all the remaining soup bags in the basket so that I can recover my strength and jump the mountain stream..."


    Boom!


    Before Zhu Bajie finished his words, he was kicked down the mountain stream by the monkey king. Suddenly out of balance, Bajie quickly used his magic to control his body and flew to the cliff with strange stones on the opposite side. Then he turned around and shouted at the monkey king: "brother monkey, you don''t talk about martial virtue and sneaked into my hungry pig for half a night. Fortunately, my old pig has some strength, otherwise he will fall down the mountain stream and feed the fish in the river. "


    Without expression, the monkey king picked up the white dragon horse, jumped to the opposite side and said coldly, "hum ~ ~ don''t think I don''t know. You''re crying hungry to cheat master''s soup bag. Just a few. You ate them all. What did master and I eat? "


    Pig Bajie replied angrily, "what''s on the bread there is the meat of my old pig! Why can''t I eat more? "


    "Er, this..."


    The monkey king was speechless.


    Although I don''t want to admit it, the fact is that the soup bag presented by black cyclone Li Kui on his departure is indeed wrapped with Bajie''s thigh meat.


    Ordinary pig''s hoof meat can''t be kept fresh for so long without such a supplement.


    After all, ordinary pork buns are not rancid for a day or two.


    When pig Bajie saw this, he quickly changed the subject and sold it pitifully: "brother monkey, you share the steamed stuffed buns given by the store with me every day. I don''t say anything. Now there are only the last few, so you can give them to my old pig!"


    "All right, I''ll give it to you."


    For the sake of selling miserably, junior brother, Sun Wukong really didn''t give it. After all, Bajie was punished by the boss at the beginning. He should eat more.


    "Thank you, monkey!"


    Bajie, who succeeded in selling miserably, quickly turned to the Tang monk who jumped over and continued to sell miserably: "master, brother monkey has promised to give his share to me. Why don''t you..."


    "To you?"


    Tang Monk''s mouth was slightly raised and joked: "you''re not afraid to be greedy. Cut off your legs and eat steamed stuffed buns?"


    "Ah..."


    Pig Bajie was startled and instinctively stepped back. His face was full of fear.


    Seeing this scene, the monkey king was immediately happy and said with a smile: "nerd, master is right. If you want to eat more, we have to starve. As the saying goes," the more you think for a while, the more angry you are, and take a step back to anger your heart. ". I don''t know which day my grandson and master will be greedy and will use a knife on you. "


    Here!


    Pig Bajie is scared!


    After hesitating for a while, he said, "this... I don''t want it! If I can''t, I''ll give you my share. You can''t use a knife on my old pig. I''m a wild pig, not a domestic pig. I can''t eat and kill! "


    "Ha ha... What a fool."


    Monkey King knocked pig Bajie''s head with his furry hand and said with a smile, "my master and I are not the Black Whirlwind Li Kui. We can make your meat so delicious. Without that skill, I would rather die if I ate your meat."


    "Hoo ~ ~"


    Bajie Chang breathed a sigh of relief.


    Just now my mind didn''t turn around and forgot that my meat was delicious, not because the meat itself was delicious, but because of the cooking of black cyclone Li Kui.


    Without that cooking skill, master and brother monkey can''t use knives on themselves. They can sleep more reliably at night. They don''t have to worry about missing some parts when they wake up that day.


    Think of this.


    Pig Bajie''s eyes turned stealthily. He grabbed the basket in master''s hand and said with a smile: "master, you just promised me an old pig. Now all the soup bags in the basket are my old pig''s."


    "OK, here you are."


    Tang Monk smiled angrily.


    Although Bajie is very unreliable, taking him around can add a lot of jokes and relieve the dull mood on the road.


    The monkey king said, "nerd, if you want to eat, eat quickly. If the wind blows again later, you can''t eat steamed stuffed buns."


    "Such a delicious steamed stuffed bun is full of sand, and an old pig can eat it..." said the mouth. The hand is not slow. It can eat delicious soup dumplings. No one wants to add yellow sand to the steamed stuffed bun.


    Although Bajie has good teeth, he doesn''t want to knock the sand and waste food.


    Take one bite at a time and it''s gone.


    Faster than he will eat ginseng fruit in the future.


    Because the wind and sand have blown in front of us