After the three fairy-like people appeared, Sanzang quickly clasped his hands and lowered his head. Sun Dasheng pretended to ignore him. The monk turned his back and turned around. Look at Zhu Bajie, his eyes were in a state of lust, his heart was disordered, and his courage was erotic, and he whispered in a low voice: "If you are lucky, Fairy descend. Mother, please go, sisters!"

The three women smiled and turned into the screen, leaving a pair of gauze lanterns behind.

The woman asked with a smile, "Four elders, are you willing to pay attention to which one is worthy of my little girl?"

Wujing said: "We have discussed it and take the initiative to recruit a disciple with the surname Zhu."

Zhu Bajie hurriedly said, "Brother, don't let me down, you still need to follow the crowd."

Sun Wukong also said, "What are you still concerned about? You are already talking about the relationship at the back door. My mother has called me, so what are you concerned about? Master is a male in-law, this mother is a female in-law, wait for Old Sun to be a bride, and Sha Seng is a matchmaker. There is no need to read the book. Today is a good day for heavenly grace. You come to worship Master and go in as a son-in-law."

Zhu Bajie shook his head guiltily and said hurriedly: "If you can't do it, you can't do it! Where is the best place to do this!"

Sun Wukong said angrily: "Idiot, don't want to be arrogant. I don't know how much your mother has called out, so what can't be done? I'll respond quickly and bring us some wedding wine, which is also a benefit."

As he said that, he grabbed Bajie with one hand and grabbed the woman with the other, "Mother-in-law, take your son-in-law in."

The idiot was about to walk there, and the woman called the boy: "Display tables and chairs, lay out the evening trek, and wait for the three in-laws. I will take my uncle's room to go."

One wall box ordered the chef to arrange a banquet and meet a kiss tomorrow morning, and the boys took the order and hurriedly went to make arrangements.

"Wukong, do you really want Bajie to stay here?" Tang Seng couldn't help but say hurriedly.

Sun Wukong said, "Master, that fool is unstable. How can he get to the West and obtain the true scriptures? It's better for him to stay so that he won't be troubled in the future."

"This..." Tang Seng was stunned when he heard this. He immediately sighed silently.

Sha Wujing, who was standing beside him, persuaded, "Master, don't think too much! It's going to rain and my mother wants to get married. The second brother is determined to do so. Master is tired all the way, so let's have vegetarian food to rest earlier."

"Yes! Master, come and have a meal!" Sun Wukong also said hurriedly.

When Tang Seng heard this, he had no choice but to nod and use some vegetarian food casually.

The three of them ate the vegetarian food and made the beds. They all rested in the guest seats.

But Zhu Bajie followed his mother-in-law and walked inside. He didn't know how many houses were stumbled on the threshold. The idiot hurriedly said, "Mom, go slowly, I'll be on the side of the road here, take me with me!"

The woman said, "These are all warehouses, warehouses, and mills. I haven't even been to the kitchen."

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but say, "What a big man!"

I bumped and stumbled around the corner, and walked for a while. It was the inner hall.

The woman turned around and said, "Son-in-law, your senior brother said that it is the auspicious day for heaven to be kind, so he taught you to recruit it. But in a hurry, he never asked for a yin and yang, and he would throw a tent in the house. You can just worship eight or eight."

Zhu Bajie said, "Mom. Mom is right, please come and sit down. When I bow a few times, I will treat you as a church, just like a thank-you family, and be a child, but I am not at ease?"

The woman couldn't help but smile and said, "Whether, she is indeed a son-in-law who can save trouble. I'll sit down, you go!"

Hey! The whole house was filled with silver candles. The fool paid a visit last week and said, "Mom, do you match that sister with me?"

When the woman heard this, she suddenly looked at her eyes and acted: "I'm also making things difficult for my mother! I want to match my eldest daughter with you, for fear of two girls; I want to match my second daughter with you, for fear of three girls with you, for fear of three girls with you, for fear of the big girl with you, for fear of the big girl with you, for so it's a bit difficult to decide for a while!"

Zhu Bajie hurriedly said, "Mom, since you are afraid of fighting, you can just let me go, so as not to make noise or mess up the family rules."

The woman pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "It's outrageous! You can't take my three daughters alone!"

Zhu Bajie smiled and said with a pity: "Look at what my mother said. Which rich family does not have three or four concubines? Just a few more, your son-in-law will accept it with a smile. When I was young, I learned a way to fight, and I served her one by one and all of them so happy."

The woman waved her hand and said, "No, no! I have a handkerchief here, you put it on your head, cover your face, and you will be so angry that you can teach my daughter to walk past you, and you can pull down that one and make that one worthy of you."

The idiot happily followed the words, took the handkerchief and pressed it on his head.

"Haha! Why do you have to be so troublesome? Since it is difficult to decide, I'm fortunate to ask my wife to promise my three beloved daughters to my brothers!" A clear laughter sounded, and the void in the room wafted slightly, and a handsome figure wearing a purple-gold brocade robe stepped out of it. It was Yang Jiao.

Seeing Yang Jiao, the woman's face suddenly changed slightly and stood up suddenly: "Yang Jiao?"

Yang Jiao, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, had a blue and red light flashed, and he turned into a green brocade-robed young man and a red brocade-robed young man appeared beside him, and his appearance was exactly the same as Yang Jiao.

"Hmm?" The woman's face changed again when she saw this.

"Who are you?" Zhu Bajie shouted angrily when he was ruined by Yang Jiao.

"Hmph!" Yang Jiao snorted coldly, and a purple light flashed in his head. Two hazy lights fell on Zhu Bajie, causing Zhu Bajie to roll his eyes and fainted.

At this time, the three fairy-like women also quickly walked out and came to the woman.

The woman's eldest daughter looked at Yang Jiao with a somewhat ugly expression and said, "Yang Jiao, is it you again? What do you want?"

"Last time the Bodhisattva gave me advice, Yang Jiao was very grateful. Today, I would like to ask the Bodhisattva for advice again!" Yang Jiao glanced at the woman's eldest daughter with a sharp look, and then looked at the woman and said, "No, I should call him the old mother in Mount Li. I wonder if I should also give advice to the younger generation?"

The woman frowned slightly when she heard this, and hesitated and said in a deep voice: "Yang Jiao, I heard from the Bodhisattva that you had had a conflict with Guanyin Bodhisattva last time. You took the initiative to provoke this matter, why bother to make mistakes again and again?"

"Okay! Since my mother is willing to give advice, I am very happy!" Yang Jiao, who smiled calmly, shone with purple lightning all over his body.

At the same time, the two incarnations beside Yang Jiao are also full of green light, with wind attribute energy gathering. The other is full of fire, with flame energy lingering.

The void was twisted, and the surrounding buildings dissipated out of thin air. The energy of the three attributes of wind, thunder and fire swept towards the old lady, Lishan, and the four others.

"Random!" With a loud shout, the three women behind the old mother of Mount Li suddenly changed with dazzling Buddha light all over their bodies, turning into Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva.

The old mother of Lishan frowned and sighed. She stretched out her hands, and the invisible energy fluctuations spread, which immediately twisted and torn the surrounding void, causing the few people to fall into endless chaos and chaos.

The violent energy of the three-color light of wind, thunder and fire collided with three dazzling Buddha lights, causing the chaotic airflow in endless chaos to sweep away.

"Haha! Everyone, try my trick again!" Yang Jiao, who laughed loudly, flipped his hands and took out the purple-gold spear. The energy of the three attributes of wind, thunder and fire was entangled together like three dragons. It gathered at the tip of the spear, and then stabbed out with the rapid force of wind and thunder. Wherever he passed, the chaotic air flow retreated, and the violent energy swept across it like a flame.

Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva's face changed suddenly. He hurriedly pinched the seal and the endless Buddha light condensed and turned into a dazzling white light. Wherever the white light passed, an illusory Guanyin handprint suddenly appeared in the endless chaos void.

A 'boom' sound broke out, and the transparent white Guanyin handprint collided with the fierce and violent gun shadow.

The Guanyin handprint that froze slightly disintegrated and turned into nothingness with the dazzling light. The fierce and violent gun shadow also dripped across the chaotic void like a meteor after its power was greatly reduced.

"Yeah!" Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was shocked all over, suddenly flew back away in a mess with blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva who were originally preparing to take action changed drastically and instead of advancing, they came to Guanyin Bodhisattva to protect him.

But the old mother of Lishan, who was at the point where the violent energy fluctuations were not damaged, still looked at Yang Jiao calmly, with a hint of inexplicable surprise in her eyes.

"My mother in Mount Li, why don't she take action? Don't I, the younger generation, know that you can point your fingers?" Yang Jiao stopped looking at Guanyin Bodhisattva and the other two, but turned to look at the mother in Mount Li with a slight squinting eyes.

The old mother of Mount Li smiled faintly and shook her head and said, "The disciples of fortune are extraordinary. I admire you! Young friend Yang Jiao is much more wise than me, why should I make trouble for myself?"

"It's too much!" Yang Jiao also responded with a faint smile: "Senior is worthy of being a disciple of the Saint Tongtian, and he is indeed extraordinary. I admire him very much. Today, I will give you a face and no longer make things difficult for Guanyin. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Yang Jiao's figure moved and turned into a ray of lightning and disappeared into the endless chaos.

"Mother, thank you!" Guanyin Bodhisattva hurriedly brought Manjushri and Samantabhadra to the old mother of Mount Li and said.

Because Yang Jiao's expression was slightly complicated, the old mother of Mount Li waved her hand and smiled indifferently: "It's up to me, I should go back to Mount Li to me to me."

"So, my mother, go slowly!" He raised his hand slightly to stop Manjushri and Samantabhadra who were about to speak, and Guanyin Bodhisattva said with a faint smile.

After the mother of Mount Li left, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva couldn't help but frown and said, "The Buddha is determined to win over the mother of Mount Li, why did you let her leave like this?"

"Although the Buddha has this intention, the old mother of Mount Li was once the Victorious Mother Wudang, and one of the disciples of the Saint Tongtian, was difficult to break the feelings for the Ji Buddhism. How could it be so easy to win over? If it doesn't do it well, it will cause the aggression of the Saint Tongtian," Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head and said.

Manjushri Bodhisattva also nodded thoughtfully and said, "This matter needs to be discussed for a long time."

"That's all! But the Bodhisattva is ready to forget that Yang Jiao is so arrogant?" Samantabhadra said and looked at Guanyin.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who looked a little ugly, shook his head with a flashing eyes and said, "Samuhara, have you not noticed it yet? Yang Jiao's cultivation has improved a lot. Now, he is afraid that he is comparable to the quasi-saint of the Three Corpses. With such cultivation, how can we do anything to him?"

"This..." Samantabhadra, who had stopped hearing this, was immediately depressed and said: "I really can't understand how Yang Jiao practiced, how could he reach such a state of cultivation so quickly?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva also had a look of unwillingness flashed in his eyes and sighed: "Maybe, we helped him!"

"We helped him?" Samantabhadra and Manjushri looked at each other for a moment, and their faces looked a little ugly.

...

But Sanzang, Sun Wukong, and Sha Seng woke up in a daze, and the east was turned white without realizing it.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked up. There was no place where the building was high and the carved beams and painted buildings were not carved beams and painted buildings. They all slept in the pine and cypress. The monk was so panicked that he called Sun Wukong, and Sha Seng couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother! What's going on? Are we meeting ghosts?"

Sun Dasheng understood in his heart and smiled slightly, "What do you say?"

Tang Seng said repeatedly: "Look where we sleep!"

Sun Wukong grinned and said, "The whereabouts of this pine forest are falling happily, but I don't know where that idiot is suffering."

When Tang Seng heard this, he asked strangely: "Who suffers?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "I don't know where the four of us are from this family, mother and daughter. We are here to manifest ourselves. I think we went there in the middle of the night, and we only suffered Bajie."

When Sanzang heard this, he clasped his hands and bowed, and saw a simple letter floating on the ancient cypress tree behind him. When Sha Seng rushed to pick it up and looked at it with his master, there were eight verses of chants:

The old mother in Lishan does not think about ordinary people. The Bodhisattva of the South China Sea asked to go down the mountain. Samantabhadra Manjushri were all guests and turned into beauties in the forest.

A holy monk has virtue but no vulgarity, and a Bajie has no meditation and even more ordinary. From then on, you must correct your mistakes by calming your mind. If you are negligent, you will be difficult to go along!

"It's really the manifestation of the Bodhisattva!" Tang Monk bowed again in surprise.

Sha Seng couldn't help but say, "By the way, Master, Senior Brother, Where is the Second Senior Brother?"

"Who knows! Maybe he was punished by the Bodhisattva. Let's go, don't worry about him!" Sun Wukong led a white horse while speaking. He asked Tang Seng to get on the horse and walked forward with a stick.

Tang Seng sighed, rode a horse and followed, shook his head without saying much.

Sha Seng then carried a load and followed him.

The master and apprentice didn't walk far away, and saw Zhu Bajie staggeringly in the woods as if he was drunk.

"Idiot!" Sun Wukong, who stepped forward to build Zhu Bajie with a golden cudgel, couldn't help but laugh and shouted: "Is it because my legs and feet are so weak that I worked too hard to be a son-in-law yesterday? Well, you go back! There is no need to get up early to see us off."
To be continued...