Unlimited Extreme Live System

Tang Seng took a deep look at the rushing Liusha River under the moonlight again: "This dish made by a poor monk is called hometown grandma."

He began to process the ingredients skillfully, first rub the long cowpeas, soak them for a while, wash them and dice them for later use. Then make the meat into a froth and start to heat the pan to fry the meat fry.

Zhu Bajie's appetite increased greatly, his eyes widened and stared at Tang Seng.

Sun Wukong leaned on the white horse with his hands as pillows, his eyes gazing at the star, and occasionally a glance at Tang Seng, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Sand monk, poor monk knows, you can hear what the poor monk said." Tang Seng deliberately raised his voice and glanced at Liusha River.

Tang Seng continued, "You know the origin of this grandma ..."

"It is said that in the ancient times, after the daughters of the various western Hunan provinces got married, it was difficult for the married daughters to return to their ancestors. Therefore, when the daughters got married, the mothers would make their daughters a salty, sour, spicy, crisp, All kinds of sweetness are in it. The taste of the dish is in the mouth of the woman, in the mother's heart. Because the loving mother loves her daughter, this dish has been passed down from generation to generation. "

"The dishes are sour, sweet, and bitter, and so are the people. Your general rolling curtain has disappeared even so boldly." Tang Seng took a deep breath.

"In this journey to the west, if you go with the poor monk, the poor monk will treat you like a family. If you don't go, you will taste the bitterness and bitterness yourself. Sink into this decadence." Great.

The scent gradually filled the air, with a strong hometown flavor.

It was the taste of this hometown that made the sand monk can not help but sink his heart and ponder his own meaning.

Tang Seng was right, he was just a running dog in heaven.

Calling out.

These centuries are just to find the broken glazed glass thoroughly.

The icy river has been alone for hundreds of years.

I used to think that Tianting is his own home and he can be his own ... hometown.

The result was only to break the earth treasure that Jade Emperor dedicated to Rulai.

Is such a home really a home?

Is this really where I want to go?

Maybe it's time to leave the quicksand and look for your own pursuit.

Maybe the West Heaven Road can understand something.

The sand monk emerged from the water, standing on the quicksand river, and said, "Master is on ... 俺 老 沙 ... willing to accompany you ... to learn from the West!"

Tang Seng smiled: "The poor monk is waiting for you."

The night wind blew across Tang Seng's face, and Tang Seng smiled lightly: "Let's eat together, the poor monk has already prepared your share."

At that moment, Sha Seng's face changed slightly, his eyes were reddish, and he uttered two words with difficulty: "Master ... Father."

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong, who was leaning on the white horse, and wondered when he would be willing to call himself this master?

"Bajie, wash the bowl of the poor monk and serve the rice, this time try the skills of the poor monk!" Said Tang Seng.

Pig Bajie has long been hungry, with a smirk on his face: "Good, master. Master the old pig, and it will be a meal."

Tang Seng looked at the system panel and was already alive.

Four apprentices, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sand Monk, and Bai Longma, have gathered and are now called the real team.

Bajie handed Sun Wukong a bowl of rice, and the fragrant rice was covered with his grandmother's dishes, just like a rice bowl. Sun Wukong picked up the chopsticks several times, and when he felt uncomfortable, he threw them down.

"This thing is really uncomfortable." Sun Wukong shook his head.

Zhu Bajie hilarity: "The monkey brother actually can't even use chopsticks. He really laughed at the old pig."

Sun Wukong felt a chill, his eyes twitched, "Do you believe it or not, Old Sun made your big teeth disappear?"

"..." Zhu Bajie drew a fierce mouth and began to eat this meal by himself.

Bai Longma turned into a graceful tulle woman and ate a bite of this meal.

"Why are you still doing it? It's not so delicious when it's cold." Tang Seng looked at the sand monk with a bun.

The monk smirked, looking at the rice bowl in his hand, and began to gobble.

The sweet and sour bitterness mixed with the taste makes the monk feel the warmth of a long time.

"Tomorrow will start at Leiyin Temple!" Tang Seng smiled.

The team was all together, one step closer to the goal.

...

In the early morning the next day, when I opened my eyes, there was already the glare.

"Go, get ready to go." Tang Seng said.

Pig Bajie stretched lazily. And Sun Wukong was already awake and trembling. It was just that he had been staring at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Huh ~

Sun Wukong breathed a long sigh of relief, and said to Tang Seng without looking back, "What is the purpose of Rulai to let you go to Leiyin Temple with you ..."

Tang Seng paused and shook his head, "It's not yet clear what the purpose is."

"But if this is a game, the poor monk cannot play cards according to the routine, only then will it not fall into the calculation."

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Da Sheng, your somersault cloud can carry the poor monk and others to the Leiyin Temple at high speed, and maybe he will be caught by surprise."

Sun Wukong nodded and drank from a high altitude: "A somersault cloud!"

霎 That room!

A light mark appeared in the air, leaving a clear mark in the air, and it was a golden cloud. Somersault Cloud was learned from the master of Subhuti and is also one of Sun Wukong's spells.

"Come up," Sun Wukong said coldly.

Tang Monk, Pig Bajie, and Bailongma set foot on somersault clouds.

"Sand monk ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Hurry up. From now on, you are sand monk, sand monk. Also known as Sha Wujing." Tang monk said, picking up a tin rod.

But the sand monk remained motionless.

"What's wrong?" Tang Seng was a little confused.

Tang Seng looked pale, didn't look directly at the four, took a deep breath and said, "俺 老 沙 ...... 恐 ... 高。"

"Wipe." Tang Seng twitched hard when he heard this.

It was as if being pressed by one hundred thousand pounds of steel on my heart and severely hit.

"You ... just kidding!" Tang Seng stunned.

Dignified rolling prizes, even fear of high?

How did you live in Tiangong for so many years.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie watched the monk.

Sun Wukong was silent, and Zhu Bajie said, "You are so mighty in Liushahe, why is it so difficult to go to the sky?"

"Actually ..." The monk face was embarrassed, and said, "Actually, Laosha ... I was not afraid of heights, but since going through that glazed candle, I do n’t know why, just fly There will be inexplicable panic when you are higher. "

"Yeah ... no ... I just promised you to learn from the Bible, and the result ..." The monk turned pale.

Tang Seng sighed: "You have nothing to say to the poor monk. If you understand the poor monk before, you are called a mental illness. But the poor monk will not say much. You are just a bearer under the heavenly system."

The sand monk was silent.

Tang Seng looked to heaven, his eyes moved slightly, a mighty wind blew across his face, and picked up a tin rod: "Well ... the poor monk will accompany you ..."

"Walk him ... ten thousand miles ..." Tang Seng took a deep breath, looked around, and picked up the tin rod!