After the two boys left, Bajie hurried over and asked: "Master, what does the ginseng fruit taste like? Is it delicious?"

"It's okay, but unfortunately I only give two!"

Tang Monk said helplessly.

"Zhen Yuanzi is so stingy, so it's better not to eat!"

Bajie left with a flick of his hand.

Tang Seng knew that Bajie would definitely have the idea of ​​hitting ginseng fruit next.

As expected, Bajie's little greedy worm was extremely itchy.

"Brother Monkey, come here!"

Bajie stood at the door and saw no one around, and shouted secretly.

"What's the matter with junior brother?"

"Let's talk about it first!"

Bajie carefully closed the room door.

"Brother Monkey, the master just ate ginseng fruit and it tasted good."

Bajie is a little difficult to talk about.

"It's good if it's good. The peaches that my old grandson ate back then tasted badly!"

Wukong twisted his head and was dissatisfied.

"Brother Monkey, I mean, you are better than me. Can you steal a few? Let me try them all for you!"

Bajie was so greedy that he drooled, looking at Wukong with a look of pity. How pitiful it is.

"Is this not good?"

Since Wukong followed Tang Seng, he rarely did anything to kill and steal.

"What's wrong with it? I heard that there are 30 trees, so it doesn't matter if there are fewer ones!"

Seeing Wukong hesitating, Bajie pulled his arm and started acting coquettishly: "Brother Monkey, my good Brother Monkey, please, just once!"

Wukong still loves Bajie. After thinking about it, it’s okay to pick a few of them in the trees.

If the other party really wants to hold the blame, go to the sky to get a few peaches to pay off the debt.

"Then I, Lao Sun, are going!"

"Wait, Brother Monkey, I heard that picking ginseng fruit requires gold strikes, and you cannot pick them directly with your hands."

"My golden cudgel is also golden, so don't worry!"

After Wukong finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

"Hehe, someone has eaten ginseng fruit!"

Bajie hummed a song and walked around the house with his hands behind his back, excited.

Wukong has a strong magic power, and he can easily capture the ginseng fruit.

I picked 5 of them in a while and came back.

"Brother Monkey, why do you pick so many? You have made great efforts. Just divide three, just give me two!"

Bajie surrounded him and wanted to grab the food.

"Hmph, what are you talking nonsense!"

Wukong patted Bajie's hand and explained, "Five people ginseng fruit, four of us master and apprentice, plus a white dragon horse, just right!"

"Oh, just one, try it for me first!"

Bajie's stomach was gingering.

"Come Junior Brother Sha quickly and eat together!"

As the senior brother, Wukong directed Bajie to come over to Lao Sha and gave one to Bailongma.

Sha Seng was honest and honest. He was unwilling to eat it, but later he heard from Wukong that he could get a few peaches to pay off his debts, so he felt relieved.

"I only ate one, but I haven't tasted it yet."

After a few people ate it, Bajie was most dissatisfied.

"Idiot, some of them are good to eat. I'll give the last one to the master!"

After a while, Wukong came to Tang Monk's room with the ginseng fruit.

"Master, eating it can increase your lifespan a lot!"

Tang Seng was shocked. In the original Journey to the West, Wukong just stole three of them and distributed them to Bajie and Sha Seng.

Unexpectedly, Wukong left one for his master, so he was so thoughtful!

Tang Seng, a big man, couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"You eat it yourself, I just ate two."

It was the first time Tang Monk was kind from the bottom of his heart.

"Master, don't be humble. My old grandson has long since jumped out of the three realms. Even if you don't eat, you will live forever!"

"Um."

Tang Seng took it, this was Wukong's filial piety and he deserved to eat it.

Seeing the master eating it, Wukong said, "Master, I stolen these from the tree in the backyard. All the responsibilities have nothing to do with the master!"

"Ah, it was actually stolen?"

Tang Monk pretended to be surprised, "Wukong, how can you do this? Monks should not steal!"

"Haha, it's okay, just a few fruits."

Wukong doesn't take it seriously at all.

Ginseng fruit is the treasure of Wuzhuang Temple. The two boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue, have to be counted several times a day.

There were 30 people with ginseng fruits in total. Zhen Yuanzi went to the sky to petition friends and took away 2 of them and gave them to Tang Monk. There should be 26 left.

"Senior brother, look, why are there 5 missing ginseng fruits!"

The little loli Mingyue shouted anxiously.

"Count again!"

Qingfeng panicked. Ginseng fruit is the master's treasure. Before leaving, he asked to take good care of it. If one less master would be furious, let alone 5 less at once.

“There are really 5 missing!”

Two boys are like ants on a hot pan.

Mingyue cried anxiously: "The master will definitely scold us to death when he comes back."

"Junior sister, don't worry, I guess it must be done by Tang Seng and others. Apart from them, there are no outsiders in the Taoist temple!"

Qingfeng speculated, "Let's go, let's settle the score with them!"

"Damn bald donkey, get out!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, Qingfeng shouted to Tang Monk in the room.

"ah?"

Seeing that the other party was aggressive, Zhu Bajie guessed something and hurriedly avoided it.

Tang Seng walked out of the house and Wukong rushed over.

"Did you steal the ginseng fruit?"

"It was my old grandson who did it!"

Wukong said bluntly, "If you have anything to do, don't touch my master!"

"Just a few ginseng fruits. Let the elder brother go to the sky to pick a few peaches to you. The taste may be better."

After Sha Seng ate ginseng fruit, he naturally helped Wukong speak.

"Hmph, ginseng fruit is unique. It only matures once every ten thousand years. Eating it steals will be a death sentence!"

The breeze breezes in the eyes of the breeze.

"What a death sentence for stealing something."

Tang Monk smoothed out the situation.

"This is the rule of our Wuzhuang Temple!"

The two children with the breeze and bright moon, their fists were clenched and their faces were ferocious.

"Do you want to fight? My old grandson will play with you!"

Wukong took out the golden cudgel and said with a smile.
To be continued...