But the four Tang monks and disciples realized the truth, suddenly opened up the dust lock, jumped out of the sea of ​​nature, had no worries, and went straight to the west. They had gone through the green mountains and clear waters, and could not see all the weeds and flowers. Time was really fast, and it was still the nine autumns, but I saw some:

The maple leaves are full of red, and the yellow flowers are withstood the evening breeze. The old cicadas are becoming lazy and the crickets are endless.

The lotus breaks through the green silk fan, and the orange fragrance and golden bullets are clustered. I feel pitiful that several rows of geese are emptying away.

Just as he was walking, he didn't realize it was too late. Sanzang said, "Admission, if you are too late today, where can you rest?"

Sun Wukong said, "Master is speaking badly. Monks eat wind and sleep in water, lie on the moon and sleep on frost, and home everywhere. I asked where to rest, why?"

Zhu Bajie said: "Brother, you only know that you walk lightly, so where do you care about other people's fatigue? Since crossing the Liusha River, you have always been climbing mountains and ridges, and you have to carry heavy burdens. It is difficult to deal with it! You must find someone's home, one is to make some tea and meals, and the other is to raise your spirit. This is the reason."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he turned around and shouted to Zhu Bajie: "Did, you say this, you seem to have the desire to repay grievances. You are still in Gao Laozhuang. You are free to rely on laziness and not seeking blessings. You may not be able to do so. Since you are a monk of Bingzheng, you must suffer hardships before you become a disciple."

Zhu Bajie complained: "Brother, do you think how much luggage is?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "Brother, since I have you and Sha Seng, I have never picked you, so how heavy is it?"

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but say, "Brother, do you see how to count it:

Four pieces of yellow vines are scattered, eight ropes in length, and they must be protected from rain and cover three or four layers of felt.

The plaque is still slippery, and nails are placed on both ends. A copper inlaid with iron makes a nine-ring stick. A bamboo wire and a vine wraps it around a large cloak.

There are so many luggage like this, it is hard for the old pig to carry it every day, but you are the apprentice of your master and use me as a long-term worker!"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but smile and said, "Didn't you tell me?"

Zhu Bajie said, "Brother, let me tell you."

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "I told me wrongly. Old Sun only cares about the master. You and Sha Seng are responsible for luggage and horses. But if you neglect a little, Guguai will first get a thick stick!"

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but feel depressed and helpless: "Brother, don't say that you are fighting. Fighting means bullying others with your strength. I know that you are arrogant and you will definitely not be willing to pick it up; but the horse that Master rode was so tall and fat. It was just a brotherly feeling to carry one old monk and teach him to bring a few pieces."

Sun Wukong said, "You said he is a horse! He is not an ordinary horse. He was originally the son of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea. He called him the third prince of Longma. He was only because he set fire to the pearl in the hall. His father sued him for disobedience and violated the laws of heaven. Thanks to Guanyin Bodhisattva who saved his life. He was in the Yingchou Steep Stream, waiting for his master for a long time, but he was lucky to have the Bodhisattva come in person, but he pulled his scales and removed the beads under his neck, and then turned into this horse. I wish to carry the master to the west to worship Buddha. This is all the fruits of everyone, so don't cling to him."

The Sha Seng heard this and said, "Brother, are you really a dragon?"

Sun Wukong nodded affirmatively and replied: "It's a dragon."

Zhu Bajie hurriedly said, "Brother, I can smell the ancients' clouds and mists, sow soil and sand. There are methods to sway the shredding ridges of Bashan and the magical power of turning the rivers and stirring the seas. Why did he walk slowly today?"

Sun Wukong grinned and said, "You want him to leave quickly, I will teach him to leave quickly and you can see."

What a great Sage Sun. He slammed the golden cudgel and thousands of colorful clouds were born. When the horse saw the stick, he was afraid that it would come. The four hooves were as fast as lightning and were about to run away. The monk Tang was so scared that he couldn't stop his hand. His body fell and swayed on the horse. He ran up the cliff and then walked up the bait. Tang monk panted and looked up and saw a cluster of pine shades. There were several rooms inside. It was really majestic, but he saw:

The door is hung with green cypresses, and the house is close to the green mountains. A few pine trees are growing, and several bamboo stems are spotted. The wild chrysanthemums are frosty by the fence, and the orchids are reflected on the bridge. The pink mud walls are surrounded by bricks. The high halls are magnificent, and the building is very peaceful. There are no cattle and sheep, but no chickens and dogs. I think it is the leisure of farming in autumn harvest.

Tang Monk was pressing the reins of Xu Guan, and then he saw Wukong and his three brothers arrived.

Sha Wujing hurriedly said, "Master hasn't fallen off the horse, right?"

Tang Seng couldn't help but curse: "Wukong's monkey splash, he shocked the horse. I could still ride it!"

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Master, don't scold me, it's all Bajie who says he's going to be slow, so he's quicker."

The idiot was a little anxious because he drove the horse, panting, and muttering, "Forget it, forgot! Seeing that he was loose and his waist was heavy, he couldn't carry it up, he made me drive the horse to gallop!"

Tang Seng said helplessly: "Advisor, look at the wall, there is a manor, but we can stay there."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he looked up and looked up. As expected, he saw the celebratory clouds in the air and the auspicious mist was covered. He knew that it must be the enlightenment of the Buddha and immortals, but he did not dare to reveal the secrets of heaven, and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Let's stay there."

Tang Monk quickly got off the horse and saw a gatehouse with a lotus elephant trunk and painted beams. Sha Monk rested his load, and Bajie led the horse and said, "This family is really a wealthy family!"

Sun Wukong was about to go in, and Sanzang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "No, you and my monks, avoid some suspicion, and do not enter without any reason. And wait for someone to come out and seek refuge with courtesy."

Bajie tied the horse and leaned against the wall and gasped heavily. Sanzang also sat on the stone drum to rest. Sun Wukong and Sha Seng sat by the base of the platform.

After waiting for a long time, no one came out. Sun Wukong was impatient and jumped up to enter the door to see three halls facing south, with high curtains and high controls. On the screen door, a horizontal painting of Shoushan and Fuhai was hung. On both sides, a large red paper couplet was pasted with golden lacquer pillars, which read: The silk is weak and the willows are flat bridge at night, and the snow is lit incense in the small courtyard. In the middle, there is a fragrant table with dark lacquer, and a bronze beast stove is placed on it. There are six chairs on it, and four-season hanging screens are hung on the two hills.

When Sun Wukong was peeking, he suddenly heard footsteps in the back door. A milf woman came out and asked in a delicate voice: "Who is it that you have entered my widow's door?"

Sun Wukong hurriedly said, "The little monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the East. He was ordered to worship Buddha and pray to the West for sutras. A group of four people passed by the treasure house. It was too late. He rushed to the old Bodhisattva Tan Mansion and asked for a night of borrowing."

When the woman heard this, she smiled and greeted her: "Elder, where are those three? Please come in!"

Sun Wukong nodded and shouted loudly: "Master, come in quickly!"

Sanzang then and Bajie, Sha Seng, led a horse and carried a load. The woman went out of the hall to greet her. Bajie peeked at her eyes and said, "How did she dress up?"

Wear a gold-woven official green silk jacket with light red armor on it; tied with a colorful goose yellow brocade skirt. Below is a high-soled flower shoes. The time is like a bun and soapy gauze, which contrasts with the two-color dragon hair; the palace-like teeth are combing, and the red gold hair is slanted, with two red gold hairpins. The clouds are half green and flying phoenix wings, and the earrings are double beads. The makeup is still beautiful without applying it, and the romantic style is like a young man.

The woman was even more happy when she saw him and invited her to the hall with courtesy. After meeting each other, she asked everyone to sit and watch the tea.

Behind the screen, a girl with a bun and hanging silk was suddenly held. She held a golden plate, a white jade cup, and the fragrant tea was sprayed with warm air, and the strange fruits radiated the fragrance. The man was so colorful that he had long spring bamboo shoots. He held the jade cup and paid homage to them one by one.

After the tea, the woman ordered the vegetarian food again.

Sanzang Qishou said: "Old Bodhisattva, how dare you ask Gao's surname? Where is the precious place?"

The woman replied with a smile: "Elder, this is the land of Hezhou in Xiniu. The little woman's mother's family is Jia, and her husband's family is Mo. Unfortunately, she died early. She and her husband died early. She and her husband inherited the ancestral property with her husband. She has a wealth of thousands of wealth and a thousand hectares of good land. However, the little woman has no children in her life. She only gave birth to three girls. She was very unfortunate two years ago. She lost her husband again. She was widowed and was full of clothes this year. She left behind the land and family property, but there was no relative of her family. She was just the three of me and my daughter who took it. She wanted to marry someone but couldn't give up her family property. The elder came, and thought that she was the four masters and apprentices. The little woman and her daughter wanted to sit in the mountains to recruit husbands. The four of them happened to be honored, but I don't know if they were respectful or not?"

When Sanzang heard this, he pushed the deaf and mute, kept his eyes open and calm, and did not answer.

The woman said again: "There are more than 300 hectares of paddy fields, more than 300 hectares of dry fields, and more than 300 hectares of fruits and woods in the mountain field. There are more than 1,000 yellow water buffaloes, not to mention the flock of mules and horses, countless pigs and sheep. There are sixty or seventy places in the village, southeast, northwest, northwest, and Zhuangbao pastures. There are endless rice and grains in the family and silks that cannot be worn for more than ten years. The gold and silver that can be used in life are as strong as the brocade tent to hide spring. What are the lines of gold and hairpins? If your master and disciple are willing to change your mind, you will be at the Han family, free and enjoy the glory, but it is not as strong as working westward?"

The Sanzang was just stupid and speechless.

The woman smiled and continued, "I was born at You on the third day of the third month of the year of Dinghai. Therefore, my husband is three years older than me, and I am forty-five years old this year. The eldest daughter is Zhenzhen, twenty years old this year; the second daughter is Aiai, and eighteen years old this year; the third daughter is Lianlian, and sixteen years old this year, and they have never betrothed by others. Although the little woman is ugly, fortunately the little girl is a bit of color, and the female worker knows everything. Because the first husband has no children, he even treats them as sons. He taught him to read some Confucian books when he was young, and he also knew some poems and writing. Although he lives in a villa, he is not that very vulgar, and he is expected to be worthy of all the elders. If he is willing to let go of his arms, keep his long hair and head, he is a parent with his house, and wears silk and brocade, he is better than the tiles, black robes, snow shoes and cloud hats!"

Sanzang sat on it, like a child with thunder and a toad that was poured from rain, just making a silly effort.

Bajie smelled so rich and beautiful, but he was itchy and couldn't help it. He sat on the chair, like a needle poking his butt, twisting left and right, unable to bear it, walked up and pulled the master and said, "Master! This lady said to you, why did you pretend to ignore it? Just pay attention to it!"

Tang Monk raised his head and shouted back at Bajie, saying, "You evil beast! We are monks, how can we be moved by wealth and honor? What is the reason for paying attention to beauty!"

The woman shook her head and smiled, "Pity, pitiful! What are the benefits of monks?"

Sanzang asked back: "Female Bodhisattva, what are the benefits of you being a family member?"

The woman smiled faintly and said, "Please sit down, elder, wait for me to tell you the benefits of lay people. How can I see the good at home? There is a poem to prove it, and the poem says:

In spring, the place where you cut is better than Silla, in summer, the gauze is changed to appreciate the green lotus; in autumn, the new conglomerate is tired and the winter comes to the warm pavilion and drunkenness.

The four seasons are all the benefits, and there are many treasures and shames in the eight festivals; the brocade and silk flowers and candles are placed on the night, which is as strong as walking and ceremonial to Amitabha.”

Sanzang said: "Female Bodhisattva, you are enjoying glory and wealth in your family, and you can wear and eat, and your children are reunited. But I don't know that I have a monk, but there is also a benefit. How can you see a monk? There is a poem to prove it, and the poem says:

Being a monk and making ambitions is very good, and the former love hall is overthrown. External things do not cause idle talk, but still have good yin and yang.

After completing his work, he has been in the golden palace, and he has seen his nature and realized his mind and returned to his hometown. It is better than greedy for blood and food at home, and falling into a smelly skin when he is old."

The woman was furious and said, "This monk is rude! If I don't see you coming from the east, I should scold you. I am a sincere person and want to recruit you to your family. You will hurt me by words. You have taken the precepts and made a wish to never return to the world, so that you can tell your subordinates. My family can also recruit one. Why are you so stubborn?"

Seeing that she was angry, Sanzang had to humble her and shouted, "Wukong, you're here."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said, "I didn't know how to do that since I was a child, so I'll just call Bajie here."

Zhu Bajie was moved, but said, "Brother, don't bury people! Everyone has been thinking about it for a long time."

Sanzang gritted his teeth and said, "You two refuse. Then call Wujing here!"

Sha Seng couldn't help but say, "What Master said! My disciple was persuaded by Bodhisattva, and received the precepts and practiced, waiting for Master. Since I was accepted by Master, I have received my teachings. I have followed Master for less than two months, and I have never gained any merit. How dare I seek wealth and honor! I would rather die than go to the west. I will never do this deceiving thing."

Seeing that they refused, the woman hurriedly pulled into the screen and closed the door.

The master and disciple were left outside, and there was no food and food, and no one came out again. Zhu Bajie was anxious and complained to Tang Seng: "Master is so good at doing things, and he said everything he said to death. You are more flexible, and you just agreed vaguely and coaxed her to have some vegetarian meals. Tonight I will have a happy night. I will be willing to do it tomorrow, and I will care about you and me. Now I seem to be closing the door so far. How can we spend our cold and clean stove in the night?"

Sha Wujing couldn't help but say, "Second Brother, you should be a son-in-law in his house!"

Zhu Bajie hurriedly said, "Brother, don't bury people, beg for the rest of your life."

Sun Wukong snorted, "What are you concerned about? If you want to be willing, you will ask your master to be a relative with the woman, and you will be a son-in-law who will intervene. His family has wealth and treasures, and they will definitely accompany the makeup box and prepare a banquet for brides. We will also benefit from it. Isn't you the best of both worlds when you return to secular life here?"

Zhu Bajie said: "That's what I said, but I am just out of the world and returning to the world, and I stopped my wife and married again."

Sha Seng unexpectedly said: "Second Brother Second, Is there a sister-in-law?"

Sun Wukong curled his lips and said, "You don't know him yet. He was originally the son-in-law of Gao Taigong of Uszanggao. Because he was surrendered by Lao Sun, he had also received the Bodhisattva precepts. He didn't have time to do anything to me to be a monk, so he abandoned his ex-wife and went west to worship Buddha. He thought that he had been separated for a long time, but he remembered that activity, but he only heard this activity and had this intention again. I'm just going to be a son-in-law with this family. I just worship Lao Sun for a few more times. I'd just say it over."

The idiot hurriedly said, "Nonsense, nonsense! Everyone has this intention and makes a fool of the old pig. As the saying goes, monks are hungry ghosts in the lust. Which one shouldn't be like this? They are all squeamish and have broken all the good things. Now the tea cannot be met, and no one cares about the lights. Although they have been in this night, the horse will carry people and walk tomorrow. If they are hungry for this night, they have to peel them. You sit and wait for the old pig to release the horse."

The idiot roared in a hurry, untied the reins and pulled out the horse.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong's eyes flashed and said, "Shan Sha, please sit here with your master, wait for Lao Sun to go with him and see where he will put his horse."

Sanzang hurriedly said, "Wukong, you can go and see him, but don't just mock him."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said impatiently: "I know."

Sun Wukong said as he walked out of the hall, transformed himself into a red dragonfly, flew out of the front door, and caught up with Bajie.

The idiot pulled the horse, and did not call to eat grass, but drove the horse with a slight squeak and turned to the back door. The woman, who had three women, stood outside the back door, watching the garden flowers. When her mother and daughter saw Bajie coming, the three daughters flashed in. The woman stood at the door and said calmly: "Where is the little elder?"

The idiot lost the reins and stepped forward to smile and said, "Mom! I'll let the horse go."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your master is so meticulous that he has hired a son-in-law in my house, but he is not as good as a monk and staggering westward?"

Zhu Bajie hurriedly smiled and said, "They were following the will of the King of Tang, and they dared not violate the order of the king and refused to do this. They just said to me in the front hall, but I was a little helpless and I was afraid that my mouth was long and my ears were big."

The woman shook her head and said, "I don't mind it either. It's okay if there is no parent in the family, but I'm afraid my little daughter will be ugly."

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he hurriedly said, "Mom, please let me love again, don't be so picky. I think that although my Tang monk is handsome, it is actually useless. I am ugly, and I have a few slogans."

The woman smiled curiously and said, "Oh? What do you say?"
To be continued...