"Hey, you old man, I, Lao Sun and your village are also familiar. Lao Sun is not good-looking, but he is disgusting and kind. I have seen you before."

Sun Wukong stepped forward and patted the old man on the shoulder and said.

"Ah? When did you see me?"

The old man was confused.

"Hehe, when you were a child, you didn't know how many times you left in my face."

What Sun Wukong said was not a lie. He was pressed down at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. When passing through this village, he would inevitably pass by the edge of Wuzhi Mountain.

"Who are you……"

The old man seemed to remember something, but he didn't think about it completely.

"I, Lao Sun, is the great sage at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. It was because my master saw that I, Lao Sun had truth, goodness and beauty in my heart, so he broke up Wuzhi Mountain and rescued me, Lao Sun."

"So it's that monkey! Please come in quickly, please come in!"

The old man also remembered it. He was indeed an acquaintance. When he was a child, he picked wild peaches for Sun Wukong.

He quickly welcomed Tang Sanzang and his party into the house and introduced them to the whole family. When they heard that Sun Wukong was rescued by Tang Sanzang, they all were amazed.

"A mountain is so big that it was knocked down by the elders? It's a true holy monk!"

The old man was immediately shocked and looked at Tang Sanzang, and the kids at home also widened their eyes.

"Hahaha, it's just a trick, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Tang Sanzang waved his hand modestly.

"Great Sage, you were like this when I was a child, and you are still like this now. How old are you?"

The old man served tea for Tang Sanzang and asked curiously.

"Hehe, Ergouzi, let me ask you first, how old are you now?"

Sun Wukong drank all the tea and squatted on the chair and asked.

"Great Sage, I have lived for more than 130 years."

The old man touched his white beard and said proudly.

It is already amazing for ordinary people to live to be sixty or seventy years old. This is equivalent to living for two lives! Naturally, they have the capital to be proud.

"I, Old Sun, was born and raised in the earth. I don't remember when I was born. Anyway, it has been five hundred years at the foot of the mountain."

Sun Wukong said, scratching his ears and foreheads.

"Hahaha, what the Great Sage said is, I remember Grandpa Zeng said that this mountain fell from the sky, and when it descended, it suppressed the Great Sage.

When I was a child, I played with the Great Sage, but at that time, the Great Sage had mud on his face and grass on his head. Now that they have lost these things, they look like they have lost two circles of weight and a skin wrapped around their waists. They are not much inferior to that monster."

The old man smiled and said, since he was a playmate from childhood, he would naturally not be scared by Sun Wukong's appearance at this time.

When the family heard the old man's words, they all laughed, but Sun Wukong was not annoyed, and just squatted on the chair with his ears and cheeks scratching.

While chatting and laughing here, the family is also organizing vegetarian meals.

"What's the old donor's surname?"

Tang Sanzang asked politely.

"Hehe, Master, don't ask him. My old son knows it, just call him Chen Ergou."

Sun Wukong grabbed a banana and said with a smile.

“…”

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang was stunned, and then looked at the old man with a strange look.

Is it easy to support a low reputation?

The old man Chen Ergou's face turned red, which made the children at home laugh happily when they saw him.

"Ergou, please bother you. My grandson hasn't taken a bath for five hundred years. You can cook some hot soup for our master and apprentice to use. I will thank you when the time comes."

After drinking and eating, Sun Wukong hooked up with Chen Ergou's neck and said with a smile.

"The Great Sage is so angry that he just squanders some money-free firewood. Do you want to thank me? I'm so angry."

Chen Ergou shook his head.

The next morning, Tang Sanzang and his disciples got up, and after using vegetarian food, they said goodbye to Chen Ergou's family.

"Ergou, my old son didn't fall asleep last night. I created a small thing for you to keep it to strengthen your body."

As Sun Wukong said, a mysterious light penetrated into Chen Ergou's body, and then chased Tang Sanzang and left the land.

I hope Ergou will be alive next time I meet.

"The Art of Cultivating Immortals in Mortals"?"

Chen Ergou murmured to himself.

"The immortal magic given by the Great Monkey King, come here quickly..."

Chen Ergou quickly greeted several children at home. As for whether a family of immortal cultivation will appear after this, it is unknown.

Tang Sanzang also knew what Sun Wukong did and didn't say anything.

Even though Sun Wukong only took one night to create it, he was still a real Taiyi Golden Immortal. This technique was enough to allow Chen Ergou and his friends to practice to the fairyland and prolong their lives.

The frost carved red leaves are thin in the forest, and a few pine and cypress trees are beautiful on the ridge. The plum blossoms are not blooming and the fragrance is faint, warm and short day, and the spring season is small, and the chrysanthemums and lotus are left with lush tea.

The cold day of the twelfth lunar month, the north wind is shaking, and the snow is slithering.

After passing the two worlds, the four seasons were running, and the early winter season suddenly entered. The master and disciple rushed to the road. Suddenly, Sun Wukong frowned and stopped.

"Bald donkey, where can I leave? Leave money!"

Six people, holding long spears, short swords, sharp blades and strong crossbows, blocked Tang Sanzang's way. They were fierce and evil, and they didn't look good.

"Master, these six robbers were transformed by Buddhist arhats."

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and quietly sent a voice.

"Arhat?"

Tang Sanzang was stunned, and then realized that this was probably another disaster set by Buddhism. These arhats were not good things, and they took over the body of hunters in the mountains with their souls!

For this disaster, six innocent lives were killed!

Perhaps, in the eyes of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, the lives of human race really count nothing!

"Dear donors, what are your origins? Why do you stop me from traveling west?"

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together, his eyes rolled, and then asked.

"Hey! You don't know about bald donkey, I will say to you: one is called to see joy, one is called to hear anger, one is called to smell love, one is called to taste thoughts, one is called to think, one is called to think, and one is called to be the original worries, and leave to buy life and wealth, otherwise it is about killing and burying!"

The leader shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang also confirmed that just this fancy name is a trick made by a bald Buddhist donkey.

"Amitabha, killing one evil, saving a hundred virtues, saving one life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda. After killing these six robbers, I should have created four thousand two hundred level pagodas. The great fortune and great merits of heaven. Wukong took action and transformed these six donors!"

Tang Sanzang said loudly.

"Ahhh!"

Sun Wukong and even the six Arhats were stunned and were irritated by Tang Sanzang's words.

Damn, is this a compassionate scholar who seeks sutra? Did Guanyin Bodhisattva get something wrong?

This is the legendary person who seeks the scriptures who sweep the floor and may hurt the lives of ants and cherishes moths and gauzes to cover lamps?

The six arhats directly exploded.

"yes!"
Chapter completed!