"Master, are we leaving?" Sun Wukong was the first to ask.

"What's wrong, do you have any questions?"

Lin Yan was puzzled by the surprise of these people.

"Is it that delicate queen who has squeezed you out, or is it that cute and cute national teacher who is tired of being played with by you?"

The Skylark is a king as soon as he opens his mouth.

Lin Yan was too lazy to pay attention to this stinky bird who only knew how to make dirty jokes, but he still couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Master, I thought we were going to live here for a long time. I will be ready to find a wife in a few days."

Zhu Bajie's expression changed the most exaggeratedly. When he heard that he was leaving his daughter's country, his face felt even more uncomfortable than eating Oli.

Lin Yan was about to scold Zhu Bajie, but when he thought of his continuous peach blossoms over the past few days, he suddenly felt that he had lost his position of scolding Zhu.

He sighed, glanced around and landed on the monk Sha in the corner.

"Lao Sha, what do you think?" Lin Yan asked.

The honest monk Sha scratched his head a little silly and said, "Master, I don't have to carry my luggage these days. My neck and waist diseases have been cured a lot. If I can, I don't want to see that pile of luggage again."

...The tranquility before the storm.

"You guys are used to it in three days! You really don't want to make progress if you have enough wine and food, right? How many of the difficulties have just passed? If you are slow to leave, your master will roast your pig and use the excess fat to fry lard! If the inn is comfortable, you will sell them to the madam to serve as male prostitutes!"

Lin Yan scolded his three apprentices.

If it weren't for the fact that Miaoshan was still hiding behind the skylark, the bird wouldn't have been able to escape.

"Master, if you can, I, Lao Zhu, want to exchange it with the eldest brother, third brother and the others. Do you sell me as a male prostitute?"

Zhu Bajie was still talking without knowing his life.

Lin Yan quietly pulled out a pig-killing knife from the void...

After a big stir, everyone knew that Lin Yan had decided to leave.

Although it is really comfortable to stay in this King City, this place is just a stop for traveling west and you have to leave when you need to leave.

Just as a group of people were packing up their salutes in a daze, Miaoshan, who was standing by the railing, suddenly showed a strange look.

"That... Mr. Xuanzang..."

"What's wrong?"

"It seems that someone is looking for you outside the inn."

"Who?"

"It's Hua Jian's girl... Oh no, Master National Master."

Lin Yan's face showed a hint of unspeakableness. After hesitating for a moment, he said to everyone: "Go out for a while, and you can continue to clean up."

With a little thought, Lin Yan just went downstairs and ran into a light-fitting Hua Jian.

"Haha, what's wrong, I look like I'm going to eat."

Lin Yan joked.

"Your face is very heavy, so you're almost like writing a word dead."

When Hua Jian saw Lin Yan, he said straight to the point.

"Can your hexagram help people see their faces?"

Lin Yan asked casually.

"Why? You were fine yesterday, but I suddenly fell into a coma on the Nanshan Mountain. When I woke up today, I found myself sleeping in the dormitory. What happened yesterday?" Hua Jian asked.

Lin Yan could only smile and make jokes.

"...Stinky monk, even if you don't say it, my master can still calculate it using Qimen Dunjia, it's just a few years of life..."

Hua Jian said angrily, and her hand was about to make a seal.

"Hey!! No, no, my aunt, I am still worried here soon, so don't cause trouble for me."

Lin Yan hurried forward to stop him.

"Then tell me! Tell me everything! When I can't find you, I will ask Your Majesty. Your Majesty she doesn't even tell me where you are. After finally seeing you, you look dead. Your Majesty's misfortune will work. I can't help with anything, you only know how to keep me in the dark..."

As she spoke, Hua Jian's tears fell down again without any competing, looking pitiful.

Lin Yan's heart suddenly softened.

"Okay, okay, I will explain everything! My Master, please don't cry first?" Lin Yan coaxed.

When the crying of Huaji gradually weakened, Lin Yan continued, "Don't you like to go shopping in Huaji? Let's talk while walking?"

Hua Jian sobbed gently and sucked Xiao Qiong's nose.

After a while, she nodded.

It’s not unreasonable for Lin Yan to choose to talk while walking around. If he wants to explain things clearly in a relaxed and happy atmosphere, perhaps Hua Jian will be more acceptable.

"Do you want to eat candy paintings? I tried it last time when I came down."

On the Hua Street, Lin Yan held Hua Jian's hand and wandered around idle.

"Your Majesty, what kind of sugar painting did she order?" Hua Jian asked.

Although the various snacks on Huajie have not changed, Huajian seems to be difficult to get interested in these things in front of him.

Even so, Lin Yan actively mobilized the atmosphere.

"The Queen ordered a woman in a wedding dress last time, where are you?"

"I want a sugar painting that looks like a stinky monk." Hua Jian said silently.

"Ah..." Lin Yan grinned, but he still nodded with a smile.

"Boss, can you help me draw a candy painting? I look like mine."

Lin Yan came to the sugar painting stall and said to the boss's wife with a smile.

"Okay...hee! You, you are not that holy monk--"

The boss's wife was about to agree, but after seeing Lin Yan take off the turban, she almost couldn't help but scream.

Lin Yan quickly "shushed" and signaled the boss's wife not to speak out, and looked around carefully.

There are still many people nearby, and the boss's wife's abnormal movements did not attract attention.

"Are you a holy monk?" the boss asked, swallowing his saliva.

Lin Yan nodded with a smile, and his gentle and gentle look made the boss's wife blush.

"Why is the Holy Monk here? Haven't you and Her Majesty the Queen yet?" The boss lady started gossiping.

"I am just friends with Her Majesty the Queen, not that kind of relationship."

Lin Yan responded with a shallow smile, and suddenly felt that he was so scumbag.

"Is that so? That's a pity," the boss's wife showed sincere regret on her face, and inadvertently saw Hua Jian beside Lin Yan.

"Hey? Who is this beautiful little girl?" the boss asked.

Judging from her expression, Lin Yan has probably made up a lot of stories for Hua Jian.

"This is the daughter of a minister in the court. He was bored in his home for a long time, so he asked me to come out for a walk." Lin Yan immediately made up a reason to block the boss's random speculation.

"Oh...that's good, that's good."

The boss's wife said, not forgetting Lin Yan's needs, staring at his face, and drew it in a decent manner with candy silk.

A moment later, the outline of Lin Yan's face was drawn.

When she handed it to Hua Jian, a bright color finally appeared in her dim eyes.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Yan asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!