12. Walking with beautiful women 1.0

The monk stopped again, and he began to talk to the flower: "Wukong, the master is thirsty. Go and scoop two ladles of water."

"Who are you talking to, monk? I'm very busy, do you know? Don't bother me," Sun Wukong said, looking at the sky.

"Master, don't pay attention to him. This monkey is crazy all day long. If you wait for him to scoop up water and die of thirst, you'd better let my old pig go." Zhu Bajie sat in the shade of the tree and fand his fan.

"Okay, then you go, pig..." The monk slowly stood up and said to the tree.

After Zhu Bajie walked with a rake, Monk Sha came to his back with a broken pocket on his back and asked, "Master, since Brother Zhu went to fw water, let me go to Huayuan. We haven't eaten for several days. I'm hungry!"

"Okay, you can also go, sand..." The monk walked to the water tank and said to the fish.

After the sand monk walked with a broken pocket on his back, the little white dragon shook his body and came to his back and gently stretched out a hand on his shoulder.

"Jiang Liu, I miss you so much"

"Why do you miss me? You know I can't even think of you," the monk said.

"The more you say this, the more it shows that you still remember me, and you still have me in your heart, otherwise according to your personality, you won't say so." The little white dragon said gently. When he turned around, a wisp of fragrance floated, and the monk smelled it.

"You haven't taken a shower for a few days?" The monk asked.

"Me? Are you asking me?" Xiao Bailong answered happily.

"Is it a monkey? He never takes a shower. I know it without asking," said the monk.

"Oh, I said monk, don't slander good people." Sun Wukong waved the stick in his hand and put it across the monk's head.

"Take your stick away," the monk said calmly.

"Yes, big brother, don't scare the master. He is very fragile." Xiao Bailong quickly stopped in the middle and persuaded him.

"Yes, I'm really weak. Look at my arm." The monk stretched out a white arm to the Monkey King.

"I don't look," Sun Wukong said with a head.

"Then look at my thighs again. I don't even have biceps. It's too smooth and feels very unreal," the monk said, touching his leg.

The little white dragon's face was slightly red, and his starry eyes were half closed. He was about to speak, but he heard the monk say, "I said, it's not my thigh. Whose leg is this?"

"Crazy, what's wrong with this monk's brain?" Sun Wukong squatted down again, looked at the ants on the ground, and stopped talking.

The green mountains are inclined, and a water flows around the city.

Guilin

When the monk saw the green Lijiang River, he was suddenly very sad and shed a lot of tears.

"Monkey, looking at what you did, you made the master cry again," Zhu Bajie said, biting the cucumber.

"You are a pig." After saying a word lightly, Sun Wukong still walked ahead with a stick.

"Try it again, who is the pig?" Zhu Bajie threw the cucumber and was about to go up and fight hard, but was pulled by the sand monk.

"Brother pig, what the elder brother said is right. If you don't believe it, ask the master, and you will be called a pig."

"???" Zhu Bajie blinked and scratched his head. Suddenly, he felt that this problem was very troubled. After a while, he asked the monk, "Master, what's my name?"

The monk wiped his tears, took a few deep breaths, and slowly told him, "The master suddenly wants to live in Guilin for a few days. Everyone must be very tired. If the monkey is still not free, please bother the pig... You go to the city and book a room."

Zhu Bajie nodded mechanically, picked up the rake, sprinkled his feet like flying, and ran to Guilin City.

When he passed by Mount Fubo, he suddenly asked himself, "Why does Monk Sha call himself Brother Pig? Remember, remember that he is the younger brother?" Is it a mistake? Also, why did the master only book a room? There are four people here, the monkey, the old pig, the old brother Sha, and the little white horse.

"Yes, yes, it's four people." Zhu Bajie told himself as he ran, "The master must have forgotten too much sadness. He will order four rooms later..."

Guilin City Hot Spring Villa

The monk was soaking in the spring with a towel, thinking about it in the four places, and suddenly his thoughts were interrupted.

"Master, I finally have a question to ask you," Sun Wukong said, sitting on the fake mountain in the hot spring.

"Irrefer to his master. This monkey must be dizzy with heat. He seldom speaks," Zhu Bajie said, nibbling sugar cane.

"It doesn't matter, just say it, monkey..." The monk looked at him happily, and his eyes were very warm and warm.

"Okay," Sun Wukong scooped a ladle of water and poured it on the top of his head. He calmed down and asked, "Why did you go to the West to get the scriptures? Please tell me."

"You finally woke up, monkey..." said the monk.

"I've always been awake. Didn't you see it, monk?" Sun Wukong said with golden eyes.

"No, I'm talking about another kind of awakening, which needs to be felt with your heart, you know?" The monk picked up the water and took a sip.

"Pig... I told you not to wash your feet when the master is drinking water." The monk pointed to Zhu Bajie's leg with his hand.

"Pig leg!"

"Who? Who said that? Who said I was a pig's leg? Zhu Bajie stood up and asked angrily.

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel. I'm talking to the monkey. We need to communicate, pig... Go next door and ask who may know who said it," the monk said.

"Okay, the master is right, old pig, I'll go to the next door to ask."

After Zhu Bajie left, Monk Sha laughed: "Master, Brother Pig is really a nerd. He will be unlucky this time."

The monk nodded with approval, and then said to Sun Wukong, "Monkey, thank you for your hard work. The master hasn't said anything about you for a long time. You are very painful."

"Yes, a little..." Sun Wukong suddenly felt very strange. Why did he feel hot after listening to the monk's words? Was he hurt? He touched his chest.

"If it hurts, say it. If you don't say it, how does the master know? Tell me..." The monk picked up the water and took another sip.

"Sand... I said not to wash my hair when I drink water." The monk pointed to the monk's bald head with his hand.

"bald, bald!"

"Who? Who said that? Who said I was bald and had the guts to stand up," Monk Sha asked angrily with his waist crossed.

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel. I'm talking to the monkey. We need to communicate, Sha... Go to the next door and ask who may know who said it," the monk said.

"Okay, the master is right. Disciple, I'll go next door to ask."

After Monk Sha left, the little white dragon giggled and came out from behind the bamboo forest and said, "Jiang Liu, Brother Sha is really a nerd. He will be unlucky this time."

The monk nodded with approval, and then said to Sun Wukong, "Monkey, everyone has left this time. If you have anything in mind, please tell the teacher. It happens that your sister is also here. We will give you some ideas."

"Okay"

Sun Wukong jumped down from the rockery and fell gently like a feather. When he was next to the water, he stopped and floated like air.

"Awesome!" The monk clapped his hands and said, "Your brothers can't do this"

Sun Wukong walked to the shore with his hands behind his hands, sat down slowly cross-legged, grabbed an apple and took a bite, and then said, "Master, you haven't told me why I'm going to the West to get scriptures. Come on, my grandson wants to know why. I don't want to muddle through life like this."

"Okay, let the teacher tell you"

"Be gentle, be gentle, right here." The monk pointed to a sore place on his shoulder and asked the little white dragon to rub it for him.

"Speak quickly. I'm going to bed later. I'm going to climb the mountain tomorrow. I'm very busy, you know?" Sun Wukong urged him.

"It's such a monkey" monk told Sun Wukong about the origin of the scriptures in the west.

By the way, on the 80th anniversary of the founding of the founding of the Song Dynasty, His Majesty Renzong selected an outstanding monk from major temples across the country. His name: Jiang Liu, legal name: Tang Monk. He asked Tang Monk to go to Tianzhu in the west for a ceremonial visit, and write a travelogue to commemorate the 80th anniversary of the founding of the founding of the Song Dynasty. It's a big day, so there's a story behind...

"Is it that simple?" Sun Wukong asked puzzledly.

"Yes," said the monk.

"Why are there so many monsters on the road? I'm too lazy to fight with them. Look, this was bitten by the princess when I passed by Dali's daughter country. I hate her so much," Sun Wukong pointed to the wound on his hand and said.

"You can feel hatred, which means you have grown up," the monk told him.

"Yes, big brother, you are really enlightened." Xiao Bailong glanced at him kindly.

"Growing up? Enlightened?" Sun Wukong thought for a moment, "I have grown up a long time ago. Look, I'm very tall, and I have seven orifices on my body, which is enough."

The monk shook his head and told him, "Monkey, the growth for the teacher, and the enlightenment mentioned by your sister, all refer to a feeling in the heart that needs to be carefully experienced, just like we go to the west to get the scriptures without taking a jeep, but we ride a horse, do not take the road, but take a shortcut and cross the mountains. What is it for? "

"For..." This question suddenly puzzled Sun Wukong, and he didn't come up with a result for a long time.

"Okay, this is tonight's homework. Monkey, think about it when you go back. Tomorrow or another day, tell the master when you are free. Go ahead, the master wants to stay alone with your sister." The monk raised his hand and motioned him to leave.

"Hi! Well, give me this basket of apples." After saying that, Sun Wukong picked up the basket.

"Okay, okay, go ahead. The basket is yours. By the way, don't forget to plant the kernels in the soil after eating. It will produce apples next year!" The monk reminded him.

"I know, I know, I'm leaving..."

After getting up, Sun Wukong jumped away from the bamboo forest hot spring and went straight back to the guest room.

The little white dragon smiled softly and said, "Jiang Liu, the moon is so beautiful tonight. Let's go for a walk. It's too hot here."

"Okay, okay, let's visit Guilin City tonight. Maybe there will be an unexpected harvest..."

"There will be!"