Lin Yan was wandering around with spiritual cultivation, completely unaware that he had become the focus of everyone.

"That seems like a monk?"

"Yes, yes, but this monk has a pretty face. It's a pity to come to our Che Chiguo!"

"Say a few words, let the people in the palace hear it, but they will be beaten!"

Everyone was talking, and every time Lin Yan walked to a place, everyone would avoid a place behind.

Soon, the spiritual practitioner who had been hiding in Lin Yan's sleeve and gnawing on candied haws finally discovered something was wrong.

"Monk, why are these people watching you?"

The spiritual practice threw away the stick of the candied haws that he had eaten, and quietly poked his head out of his sleeve, and found that there were many people watching Lin Yan.

Lin Yan seemed to have just reacted, and was puzzled. He glanced at him and all those who looked at him looked away.

"Monk, look at what is written on the paper posted on the wall in front?" Ling Xiu pulled Lin Yan's sleeve with his hand, feeling a little uneasy.

Lin Yan leaned closer to see clearly, and then he understood why everyone looked at him so strangely.

"Che Chi Kingdom advocates Taoism and exterminates Buddhism?" Lin Yan was completely convinced.

Before he could react, a clamor suddenly came from behind.

"Where is that monk? Where did that monk go?"

A rough voice came from behind. Lin Yan looked at the crowd behind him who kept making Taoist division into both sides, and looked at the spiritual cultivator's head and let him stuff it into his sleeve.

The person who came was from the government, holding official seals and shackles in his hands, wearing official uniforms, and was fierce and saw Lin Yan at first sight.

"Monk, stop for me!"

Lin Yanxin said that the person who stops and asks you to catch in vain is a fool, I am not that stupid.

Turn around and run back.

The people in the government were afraid that this monk was so naughty and ran away as soon as he said that he was stunned for a moment.

"Chasing me, you must catch this monk!"

The pursuit war began, and Lin Yan consciously ran to a place with few crowds, but the town roads in the country of Chi were crisscrossed. After many circles, Lin Yan became stupid himself.

"Spiritual cultivation, do you still remember the road?" Lin Yan turned for a long time and turned to a corner, with a dead end in front and behind, quite speechless.

The spiritual cultivator drilled a small head out of his sleeve, looked left and right, and then shook his head helplessly.

"Monk, I've just been staying inside your sleeves, and I don't know what's going on outside."

Lin Yan thought it was terrible.

He always feels wrong.

As expected, they finally got rid of the officers and soldiers, but the two looked at the dead end in front of them with a confused look on their faces.

"How do we... go out?"

The spiritual practitioner looked confused after watching for a long time.

"This..." Lin Yan looked at the alley when he came helplessly. To be honest, he remembered the previous intersection and forgot how the road ahead was.

"This involves my blind spot in knowledge." Lin Yan found a random seat and sat down, thought for a while, and had an idea, "I'm stupid! I can still recite the tight hoop curse! Isn't Sun Wuzi the best at recognizing the way?"

Poor Sun Dasheng, when he was watching the play, he suddenly had a split headache and was almost handed over to the government by the people who were passing by as a madman.

"What's the master doing? Did something happen? No, I have to go back and take a look!"

Sun Wukong complained and was worried, and he didn't even have time to call Zhu Bajie and others, so he left first.

He flew high and looked up at the somersault cloud. He saw Lin Yan sitting in front of the dead end of the alley not far away. He smiled helplessly and flew straight down.

"Master, why are you here for? I almost hurt my grandson when I recite the tight hoop curse!"

Lin Yan stood up from the ground embarrassedly and patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder, "Wukong, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, we've come to the wrong place!"

Lin Yan said what had just happened.

Sun Wukong expressed his disbelief, "How could there be such a strange country?"

"How do I know?" Lin Yan got on somersault cloud with the help of Sun Wukong. "I just ran there for my life and almost got caught."

"Master, but even if we can go out now, it will be difficult to take your current situation without attracting others' attention."

Lin Yan pondered for a moment, pulled a hair from the back of Sun Wukong's head, "Lend me some more."

Sun Wuzi was in pain and dared not speak out. He watched Lin Yan slowly recite a spell, and a wig appeared in front of Lin Yan.

Sun Houzi had never seen a wig, so he immediately touched it curiously and was beaten by Lin Yan.

"Look at it." Lin Yan became a wig, just like the other passers-by on the street.

"And there is this robe. I was wearing it for fear that others wouldn't know that I was a monk, so I quickly changed it to me!"

Lin Yan couldn't help complaining, and Sun Wukong quickly did it and changed into a coarse cloth dress like an ordinary person.

When Lin Yan dresses up well, if it weren't for the spiritual cultivation and Sun Wukong, he would definitely not be able to recognize him at this moment.

"Put my robes away, go find those people, probably where to play crazy." Lin Yan adjusted his wig and fell to the ground as somersault clouds disappeared.

Sure enough, when I changed into this outfit, no one could recognize him when I walked on the street.

Not only that, because Lin Yan inherited the handsome face of Tang Sanzang, the pretty girls on the street frequently turned around.

But before they could get close to Lin Yan, they were scared away by the monkey's grinning look.

The first ones they found were Sha Monk and Sunset. Both of them were shocked when they saw Lin Yan, but they were collectively silent after hearing the reason.

"Where is the pig fool?" Lin Yan looked around and found that there was no Zhu Bajie.

The spiritual practitioner quietly crawled out, pointed his little hand, and everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and indeed saw Zhu Bajie in the Rouge Shop.

"This..." Sun Wukong was shocked for a long time and couldn't speak, "When did this idiot like these things so much?"

Lin Yan snorted coldly and walked straight into the rouge shop. Zhu Bajie turned his back to the door, and he was still focused on carrying rouge.

Because Zhu Bajie's appearance was too shocking, the other girls in the Rouge Shop were scared away early, leaving only the shopkeeper's trembling hospitality.

"Shopkeeper, help me get this...Oh! Who grabbed me?" Zhu Bajie was about to pay, but his ears were sore. Looking back, it happened to meet Lin Yan's smile.

"Master..." Zhu Bajie suddenly withered.
Chapter completed!