Xiao Bailong didn’t say he didn’t hear it. Even if he heard it, he could only be speechless.

The disciples were chatting like this, and it was time for the third watch.

A lone moon shines brightly in the east, and everything in the evening is cast in silvery white light.

Wukong said, "Everything is silent now. Everyone who should sleep has already fallen asleep. It's time for me to leave."

Bajie asked in disbelief, "Brother! Let's go? How? This door is locked, you can turn into a mosquito and get out."

"Sha Monk and I can go out by jumping or riding on clouds. But what should Master do?"

"Let the Dragon Prince grow wings and become a Pegasus?"

Wukong was impatient by what he said, and he said, "Let's see what Lao Sun does."

Wukong took the golden cudgel like an embroidery needle in his hand and slid it into the door lock.

He chanted, "Big!"

The gold cudgel, which is as thin as a needle, is about the thickness of a toothpick when touched.

Wukong said again, "Big!"

This time, he entered the golden hoop into the door lock and filled up the lock cylinder. He turned it slightly, and the door lock opened.

When Bajie saw this, he smiled and said, "Amazing! Really amazing! What a great trick! All the craftsmen who open locks and righteous thieves who break into homes in this world have to support you, brother, as their ancestor."

The traveler said, "This is nothing. What kind of door is this? Not rare, not rare."

"When I was in heaven, I opened the Nantian Gate so many times."

"It's like this. My golden cudgel can enter it and open it with a big excrement. It won't damage the lock. No one wants to know if I don't tell you."

The traveler over there took the horse, and Bajie knew that the horse was not an ordinary horse, so he directly put the entire bed where Li Fu slept on the horse's back.

There is no expression on the long face of Prince Xihai.

I don’t know how he would be able to speak like a lotus without the crossbones added to him by Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Bajie carried the burden, Sha Monk took the reins from Wukong's hand, and the master and disciples left Wuzhuang Temple.

Everyone arrived at the door.

Wukong also locked the door from the inside.

He said to Wu Neng and Wu Jing, "You and Master will go slowly while I tell the two boys with bad breath to sleep for a month."

Sha Seng is a bottom-line thinker. He said, "Brother, let's have fun and have fun. Don't hurt their lives."

Bajie said, "Senior brother is a decent person. He only sleeps for a month, but he won't sleep forever."

Wukong turned into a mosquito and flew back to Wuzhuang Temple through the crack in the door.

When he arrived outside the door of the room where Qingfeng Mingyue slept, he took out two sleepy bugs from his belt.

This sleepy bug is not a mortal creature either.

He once bet against the King of Growth at the East Gate and won a few coins.

He threw the sleepy bug straight through the window, and it flew accurately into the nostrils of the two boys.

They looked like they were sleeping soundly, which became even more obvious.

Wukong was very satisfied when he saw them in this state.

Then he changed again, turning into a night owl, and suddenly caught up with the team with his wings flashing.

There were four of them, heading west along the road.

The horses never stopped and the people never rested. At dawn, Li Fu fell asleep and woke up naturally.

He had an old dream about riding in a sleeper train.

It's a pity that there are no trains in this journey to the west.

He opened his eyes and saw the rising sun. He asked strangely, "Is this Wuzhuang Temple also a place where immortals and Buddhas change?"

In recent times, he has lived in many immortals and Buddhas who have changed their residences.

I don’t know how it happened, but in the evening, the buildings and buildings were still in good condition, but when I woke up, there was only the grass and wilderness.

Those who don’t know better think that the immortals and Buddhas bought this residence for just one day and were reluctant to spend money.

Wukong said on the other side, "Master! Master! We are not in Wuzhuang Temple now. We are already nearly a mile away from there."

Li Fu got up from the bed. Only then did he realize that he was being carried on a horse with the bed attached to him.

Li Fu said, "Just leave, just wake me up. Why did you move the whole bed on Long Ma? How can Long Ma endure it?"

Xiao Bailong finally shed tears at this moment, finally there is someone who cares about him.

Bajie said on the other side, "Master! It's not a problem! It's not a problem! This is just an iron-wood bed as thick as an elephant's leg. It's not heavy. For a natural dragon species, it's nothing."

Bai Longma rolled his eyes, wondering if he was thinking, "It's nothing? Come and try?"

Wu Jing said on the other side, "Senior Brother, we have traveled a hundred miles in a hurry all night, and Master has also woken up by now."

"I can't wait to have breakfast here."

Bajie shouted, "Yes! Yes! We are all hungry! We are all hungry!"

Li Fu was thinking in his mind that it would be really comfortable to have a bed on the back of this dragon horse.

As a modern person, when he thinks of riding a horse, he always associates it with celebrities.

A few days ago, when he was riding the ordinary horse that was eaten by the little white dragon, his inner thigh really hurt for a while.

Now I have replaced it with a white dragon horse, plus the saddle and pedals given by the immortals and Buddhas. Although it is much more comfortable, it is still a lot worse than this bed.

However, if you are on the road every day and also in bed, that would be a bit outrageous.

Li Fu suddenly wanted to get a big leather sofa.

Wrong!

Monks cannot use that real leather.

But you can also use plain leather.

It is best to put an umbrella on the sofa, which can not only block the sun but also reduce the rain.

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Bajie has already set up a stove in the wild and started cooking.

When the four masters and disciples were having a picnic on the roadside.

After the Zhenyuan Immortal dismissed the meeting from Yuanshi Palace, he left Yaotian with a group of lesser immortals.

He fell into the auspicious clouds and returned to Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain.

But he saw that the gate was closed.

Although he made a rule to close the door every day when taking a break.

But at this time in this world, the sun has already risen, and the door should have been opened long ago.

The immortal murmured, "The clear breeze and bright moon are useless."

"The sun is so high now, but I am not diligent enough to sweep the ground and open the door."

The group of disciples behind Zhen Yuanzi are also in the realm of earthly immortals.

In his Wuzhuang Temple, there is the ginseng fruit tree.

As long as you enter their door, you will definitely become an Earth Immortal.

This has nothing to do with practicing enlightenment.

Ninety-nine percent of the factors are due to the ginseng, fruit and grass rejuvenation.

Among the immortals, a guy who looked like a senior brother came out and said, "Master, Qingfeng Mingyue is still young, so I hope that it is childish to sleep in."

Zhen Yuanzi said, "You and others have a life span of over ten thousand, but they only have a few thousand years, which is considered short."

"But if you travel around the world, how many of them can live thousands of years?"

"Not to mention ghosts and immortals, human beings and immortals, there are very few earthly immortals."

"You are surrounded by blessings and don't know how blessed you are. Don't say that you are too small or too small."
Chapter completed!