"Black Bear, I'm going to do something." Guanyin sat upright on the lotus platform, looking at the black bear general kneeling in front of him with cold eyes. The black bear general also lowered his head and knelt on the ground with a look of Zhan Zhanhe, and he dared not be disrespectful at all.

"You go to Wuzhuang to watch immediately, I want you."

Following Guanyin's order, General Black Bear nodded repeatedly.

As for Wuzhuang Temple and Zhenyuan Daxian, as a country monster, he had never heard of it before, so he naturally would not know how dangerous the place Guanyin sent him to.

"Put this object on your body." After giving the order, Guanyin threw out the object in his hand again. The black bear general in front of him quickly reached out to catch it. He looked closely and found that it was a treasure that looked like a round bead.

"Go, come and see me again after you finish." Guanyin finished speaking, closed her eyes and stopped talking.

When the Black Bear General saw it, he responded respectfully and then bowed and retreated.

Wuzhuang Temple, in a room.

Ding Yi looked at the two fruits on the tray in front of him.

The fruit looks like a baby, emitting a strange fragrance. The fragrance even turns into a tangible state, forming a lush spiritual tree above the fruit, sprinkling green light, which is very magical.

"Holy monk, this is the ginseng fruit, please enjoy it!"

Qingfeng Mingyue, who brought the fruits, looked at the fruits on the table and swallowed them. In order to avoid making a fool of themselves, the two of them hurriedly said goodbye and left the room.

"These two Taoist boys are also interesting." Ding Yi smiled, then reached out and picked up a ginseng fruit on the table and put it in his hand. After looking at it for a few seconds, he put it to his mouth and bit off a small piece of flesh.

When the flesh enters the mouth, a wonderful taste bursts out instantly. The taste echoes in Ding Yi's mouth, just like the sound of wind echoing in the valley, bursting out a stronger taste experience again and again.

Ding Yi couldn't help but close his eyes and felt this delicious taste that he had never experienced before.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and his eyes fell on the ginseng fruit that he had taken a bite in his hand. He couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so wonderful! I didn't expect this ginseng fruit to have such an unexpected taste. What should I do? I feel a little addicted."

No matter how addicted he is, there are only two fruits in front of him, and he will disappear after eating them.

"Or else I'd pick a few secretly?" Ding Yi thought to himself, but he quickly gave up the idea.

It’s not that he is afraid of offending Zhen Yuanzi. After all, the battle of Wuzhuang Temple is a difficult task in Buddhist design. Even if Ding Yi secretly picked a few ginseng fruits, he just replaced Sun Wukong to do this. Everything is in the Buddhist plan. Although the process is a bit different, the result is the same. So in the end, there will definitely be Buddhists to take a look, so Ding Yi doesn’t have to worry about these things.

But Ding Yi thought more.

Ginseng fruit blooms for three thousand years and bears fruit for three thousand years. It will only mature after another three thousand years. It will taste the best in a thousand years. This is a full ten thousand years, and only thirty fruits have been produced.

Could it be that I have eaten this time and will have to wait another ten thousand years for the next time?

Ding Yike couldn't wait that long.

Why not, go to other worlds to find it?

Thinking of this, Ding Yi immediately thought about it and contacted the butler in the trading city, took out the taste he had tasted before, and sent it to the butler, so that he could find out in other worlds if there was anything similar to this taste.

After handing over this task to the butler, Ding Yi picked up the ginseng fruit in his hand again, bit off a piece of it in a "crack" and tasted the wonderful taste again.

Outside the Wuzhuang Temple, a black stream of light suddenly fell from the sky.

This black stream of light easily passed through the sensing barrier outside the Wuzhuang Temple, then shuttled through the temple, and finally flew into the orchard covered by various formations.

The black stream of light fell, and a monster with the head of a black bear appeared.

"The fruits that the Bodhisattva told me to take away should be all that." The Black Bear General looked up at the spiritual tree in front of him. The trees were filled with fruits that looked like babies. The fruits emitted a strange fragrance, and even formed magical phenomena around him.

He took a deep breath and felt refreshed. He couldn't help but lit up his eyes and said to himself: "What kind of fruit is this? It's such an effect, if it were me."

As if he had thought of something, a hint of greed appeared in the eyes of the Black Bear General, but soon, this hint of greed was replaced by a hint of terror.

He quickly shook his head and suppressed the greed that emerged in his heart.

"No, if the Bodhisattva knows, how can I live in a black bear?"

The fear of Guanyin Bodhisattva in his heart overcame greed and did not dare to smell it anymore. The Black Bear General closed his sense of smell, then flipped his hand and took out a small hammer made of gold, flew up, and the small hammer in his hand gently hit a fruit on the tree.

It was also magical. The fruit looked extremely strong, but with a light knock on the golden hammer, the fruit easily fell from the tree.

When the Black Bear General saw it, he quickly reached out to catch it. He kept in mind the Bodhisattva's instructions and knew that once the fruit landed, it would be integrated into the earth. With his ability, he would never be able to find it back.

"The Bodhisattva said that you just need to take away four fruits."

Thinking of the Bodhisattva's previous instructions, General Black Bear quickly took action and knocked down three more fruits to catch them.

After getting the four fruits, the Black Bear General immediately took out a box and put it in it and put it away. Then he turned into a black stream of light and fled quickly.

As the Black Bear General came and went, let alone Sun Wukong, even Ding Yi did not feel anything.

At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi, who was a guest at Guanjiangkou, looked in that direction as if he was picking ginseng fruit with a sense of sensitivity, and frowned slightly.

Yang Jian, who was sitting opposite him, looked at it and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong can make you Zhen Yuanzi frown."

It can be heard that Yang Jian seemed to be very familiar with Zhen Yuanzi, and his tone of speaking was very casual.

"I had calculated that my ginseng fruit tree will have a disaster soon. If I did not respond correctly just now, this disaster has begun." Zhen Yuanzi said, shook his head, then picked up the teacup in front of him and blew, drinking without panic.

"Since something happened to your fruit tree, why don't you rush back?" Yang Jian asked curiously when he saw his appearance.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head when he heard this and said, "The destiny is settled. Even if I rush back immediately, it will be useless. Since that's the case, it's better to finish this cup of tea and go back again."

"You guy." Yang Jian was also laughing and crying when he heard this. Then he suddenly thought of something and frowned and said, "By the way, if I remember correctly, Tang Seng and his party should have happened to arrive at your temple recently, right? Isn't the matter of your fruit tree related to them, right?"

"They just arrived today." Zhen Yuanzi put down the teacup and said, "It seems that the disaster of my fruit tree should be closely related to this Tang Monk and his party."

At this time, Yang Jian, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly waved his hand and set up a profound barrier around the two of them.

Zhen Yuanzi's expression remained unchanged, he just looked at him and waited for him to speak.

"I have to tell you something." Yang Jian said with a serious expression: "I don't care about other people, but that Sun Wukong is the one he likes, and may become his own person in the future. If your fruit tree was made by that monkey, I hope you can open the door at that time."

Speaking of this, Yang Jian suddenly looked strange and said, "Also, this is just my personal guess. The Buddhist action this time is very likely not just to be the protagonist of the world for this disaster. The matter of your fruit tree may be related to Buddhism."

"They want to touch me?" Zhen Yuanzi sneered.

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Ying Yin and Zhunti are not fools. They cannot touch you directly, but they will definitely cause you some trouble, which may affect the boss's next plan at that time."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi also frowned.

After a while, he said, "I understand. Thank you for reminding me. If this incident is really related to Buddhism, I, Zhen Yuanzi, would not give up. The murder of Brother Hongyun was killed was because of Jie Yin and Zhunti. If it weren't for the sake of the Taoist ancestor, how could I let them live a good life! If they dare to provoke me again, I will definitely lose the face of them!"

"Haha~! This is OK, just call me when the time comes." Yang Jian laughed, looking very interested.

Zhen Yuanzi also stroked his beard with one hand and smiled and promised to notify him then.

Everyone in the Three Realms says that Erlang Shen Yang Jian is the God of War in Heaven, but only a very small number of people know how strong his strength is.

And Zhen Yuanzi happened to be one of the very few people.

One night passed in Wuzhuang Temple.

The master and his disciples who had been resting for a night were also ready to set off again.

However, as soon as Ding Yi opened the door, he heard a quarrel coming from the yard of his arm, including the sound of the breeze and the moon, as well as the sound of Sun Wukong and others.

Ding Yi frowned after hearing this a few ears.

"Wukong is going to pick ginseng fruit again?" he thought to himself, and walked out of the yard and headed towards the next yard.

When he walked into the yard, Ding Yi saw several people with a noisy face and a thick neck.

Seeing Ding Yi coming in, Zhu Bajie, who had just shouted the loudest, ran over with a grievance.

"Master, you have to make the decision for me! These two guys, they actually accused me of stealing their fruits. Although I usually have some delicious food, I don't steal it!"

Zhu Bajie cried and shouted, and his words were full of dissatisfaction and anger at Qingfeng and Mingyue.

"Okay, calm down first." Ding Yi asked him to shut up first, then looked at Sun Wukong and asked, "Wukong, tell me, what's going on?"

"Yes, master." Sun Wukong nodded. He was not as angry as Zhu Bajie. After all, Qingfeng and Mingyue didn't target him just now. He kept catching Zhu Bajie and scolding him. Naturally, he wouldn't be as angry and aggrieved as Zhu Bajie.

"That's right. These two little guys came to the door and said that the fruit in their orchard was stolen, and four fruits were stolen just now, so they suspected that we stolen." Sun Wukong said as he looked at Zhu Bajie, who was still wronged, and said again: "Because Bajie ate too much food yesterday, it probably left them with an impression of greed, so they kept scolding Bajie, thinking that Bajie had gone to steal the fruit."

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he stood aside and stopped talking.

"Is that true?" Ding Yi looked at Qingfeng and Mingyue.

When he saw Ding Yi, Qingfeng and Mingyue, who were blushing just now, felt a little embarrassed. Mingyue reached out and scratched her head, stood up and said, "Holy Monk, you know that except for me and Qingfeng, there are only you in our Taoist temple. And there are only four fruits that just happened to be lost, so we just talk about the matter."

"By the way!" Qingfeng, who was standing by, suddenly remembered something and said: "When Mingyue and I went to pick fruits for the Holy Monk yesterday, this guy happened to come out of the yard. He must have heard the conversation between me and Mingyue, and then followed us to find the location of the orchard."

He glared at Zhu Bajie viciously again. Zhu Bajie was not willing to suffer any losses, so he hurriedly glared back.

After hearing this, Ding Yi already understood the whole thing.

"Have you ever stole fruit?" He looked at his four apprentices with a stern face.

The four people shook their heads one after another.

However, Zhu Bajie looked a little guilty, which made Ding Yi frown.

"Bajie, answer loudly, have you ever stole fruit?" Ding Yi stared at Zhu Bajie and asked again sternly.

Being stared at by the master, there were brothers and Qingfeng Mingyue and others watching him.

A drop of cold sweat also oozed out of Zhu Bajie's forehead. He stammered and said, "I didn't steal it, but I did have this idea at the beginning, but I didn't succeed!"

This pig's head!

Ding Yi glared at him.

"Hmph~! I think you just stole it!" Qingfeng said angrily when he heard Zhu Bajie's words.

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he was about to scold him.

But Ding Yi waved his hand at this time and said, "Okay, since you have different opinions, then wait for the Zhenyuan Immortal to come back. At that time, with the Zhenyuan Immortal’s methods, I will definitely be able to find out who stole the four fruits."

As he said that, Ding Yi also ordered Qingfeng and Mingyue to contact Zhenyuan Daxian and ask him to come back to deal with the matter.

Qingfeng Mingyue didn't say anything for Ding Yi's sake, but she glared at Zhu Bajie viciously before leaving. Obviously, they still thought that the fruit was stolen by Zhu Bajie.

As for why four are not one?

Qingfeng Mingyue thought that it must be the conspiracy of this pig head, which was to drag his fellow brothers into the water so that he could make him take advantage of the troubled waters to separate his relationship.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this guy has a big appetite. After all, they have seen Zhu Bajie's appetite last night.
Chapter completed!