Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

Xuanzang originally thought that it was just a superficial conversation between a father and son, and he was willing to talk to him in order to persuade him to let go of his intention to harm others, so as to save him from suffering. However, he was forced to watch such a self-abuse drama, and was so frightened that his heart was shaken that he forgot his original intention to Java: "Father, get up! How can I bear this? Get up! Didn't I promise you?"

Chen Guangrui then smiled, stood up and wiped away his tears, and offered the Hu pancake to his son again: "Let my son have a taste of it."

At this point, Xuanzang couldn't bear to refuse any longer, so he picked up the Hu pancake and took a few bites.

The sesame seeds were toasted and crispy, and it was indeed made with enough ingredients. Xuanzang had been with him for a long time and was a little hungry. Seeing that the cake was delicious, he couldn't help but take a few more bites.

Chen Guangrui stared at him as he ate the cake without blinking.

After ten breaths, Xuanzang's face turned pale, he pointed at Chen Guangrui with wide eyes, his chest heaving, but he couldn't utter a word.

Chen Guangrui then blinked very slowly, a smile forming on his lips. This was the first and most sincere smile he had shown in these days.

"Brother Ao, the toxicity of your water hyacinth is really immediate." He said.

Who is Dad talking to? Xuanzang thought intermittently when he was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe. His vision blurred and he saw the wooden door being pushed open by a tall figure, and his loud voice made his eardrums buzz.

"Hurry up and give your son half a pill of detoxification pill. If you delay any longer, he will become a fool if he doesn't die." said the visitor.

The heavy curtains were rolled up lightly, the ancient inkstone was slightly concave, and Wen Jiao unfolded the map that Yin Yuan helped her buy, searching for the records of gods and immortals in the Journey to the West world within the territory of the Tang Dynasty in her memory, and first circled out Wudang Mountain and Xuyi Mountain.

Mount Wudang is the location of the cave abode of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, and Mount Xuyi is the residence of the Great Sage National Master Wang Bodhisattva. When Tang Monk was trapped by the Green Bull Demon, the two great gods both sent their powerful generals to help at the request of Sun Wukong, which shows that there are undoubtedly traces of immortals in these two places.

Wen Jiao picked up the pen again and circled a series of famous Taoist mountains including the Five Sacred Mountains and Emei Mountain.

These famous mountains are all famous cave paradises in Taoist legends, and each has its own legends of immortals. Judging from the fact that Li Chunfeng was able to cultivate a lot of skills by studying Taoism in the mountains, these legends of immortals are probably quite valuable and worth exploring.

Mingxin was grinding ink beside her, watching her draw a circle on the left, a circle on the right, and soon she had drawn many circles densely. After feeling anxious for a long time, he finally couldn't help asking, "Miss, why are you drawing so many circles?"

Wen Jiao said casually: "Make a travel guide." "Travel guide?"

Mingxin was confused.

"It's too boring to stay in Chang'an. After I finish this mess with Chen Guangrui, I plan to go out of Beijing and enjoy the beautiful scenery. But there are so many paradises in this world. If I go east and west, all my time will be wasted on the road. The only way is to go around one by one, see which places are close, which are far, which places can be passed by, and which places can be taken shortcuts, so as not to rush around like a headless fly. Don't you think this is the truth?" Wen Jiao said casually.

Ming Xin said in a lost voice: "Miss, are you planning to leave the capital? The mountains and rivers outside are dangerous and dangerous, how can it be as prosperous and magnificent as Chang'an? Besides, the road is not as comfortable as home."

Wen Jiao put down her pen and rubbed her eyes, which were sore from reading the densely packed place names. "You think it's comfortable and free, but to me it's like a cage."

The latter part of the sentence became softer and Ming Xin did not hear it clearly, so he asked, "What did the young lady say just now?"

Wen Jiao smiled and said, "Nothing, I can't leave for a while. Don't worry, before I leave Beijing, I have to arrange your future, and the girls in our room have to be released. As for Su Xin, I often ask her to go to Ye Si Niang's place these days. I wrote to her the other day to ask her what she thinks. Ye Si Niang also likes Su Xin's personality and is willing to take her as a disciple. When I can move around, I will personally take Su Xin to Ye Si Niang to pay my respects to her. What about you? I haven't asked you yet, what do you think?"

She had been avoiding Li Chunfeng, but later Yuan Tiangang said it was okay, he had known you were in Xuanji Pavilion. Wen Jiao felt that she could not hide anything from these half-immortals, but she still hid. After all, the other party was the victim who was scolded by Huo Ling'er at her instruction. Before she found a sufficient amount of apology, she was embarrassed to meet him. But this did not prevent her from sending Mingxin to send tea and flowers. This girl's mind was as clear as a stream, and she had to help her out.

Ming Xin lowered her head shyly and pursed her lips: "Mr. Li treats me very kindly..." Her voice became lower, "Just as kindly as when he spoke to Feng Ji."

Wen Jiao felt something was wrong.

Normally, it's easy for a girl to pursue a boy. Take herself for example. Although she had been secretly in love with the school god for four years, and it sounds like the process was a bit bumpy, it actually took her only one sentence to pursue him. It was during the graduation season. Thinking that they would soon be separated and work in different places, if they missed this opportunity, they would never have it again. With the spirit of dying completely, she bit the bullet and asked. She thought the atmosphere would be extremely awkward, but who would have thought that the school god would agree immediately: "Where do you want to travel?"

Wen Jiao's brain went into a state of shutdown: "Uh, Banxianer, do you have a plan?"

The God of Learning said, "I plan to go to Tiangongyuan in Sichuan, which is the former residence of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng."

Wen Jiao hadn't recovered from her downtime yet, and teased out of habit: "Oh, are you going on a pilgrimage?"

The God of Learning smiled calmly: "Where else do you want to go? We can add it to the itinerary."

During that trip, the God of Learning took the initiative to ask for a marriage fortune in Tiangongyuan. The fortune said: "Two lives, one body, in harmony."

He held the marriage lot, as if he had gained some courage, and turned to her and said, "Wen Jiao, are you willing to be my girlfriend?"

The process was so smooth and slick that Wen Jiao regretted it endlessly. If she had known that he would be so easy to win over, she should have boldly rushed backstage to ask for his WeChat when she saw him performing live fortune-telling at the New Year's Day college celebration during her freshman year.

Now she has created many opportunities for Mingxin, and Li Chunfeng's attitude is so gentle and polite. It is hard to say whether he has no such intention or he is hiding it too deeply like the academic god.

Wen Jiao thought for a moment and said, "Next time he comes, I will try to distract others and you can go and ask him directly. Just say that my lady wants to give me back my freedom and I am attracted to you. May I ask what you think?"

Mingxin's cheeks flushed immediately, and she held her feverish face with both hands: "How can I say this bluntly?"

Wen Jiao patted her shoulder, acting like an older sister: "Why can't you just say it? A girl's youth is precious and can't be wasted. If he doesn't mean that, it's not good to insist on him. If he does mean that, I'll still be rushing to prepare a dowry for you."

Mingxin's face turned red. At this time, Suxin came in and saw her embarrassed face with her ears red and about to bleed. She asked curiously, "Mingxin, did you eat pepper or dogwood? Why are you so spicy?"

I didn't eat anything, I just teased her. Wen Jiao coughed lightly and took the initiative to help Ming Xin change the subject: "How is Ye Si Niang?"

"Mrs. Ye said everything was good, and she also thanked the young lady for the soft beef intestines. The new taste of the kitchen is more mellow than that of Wei's restaurant." Su Xin said, and said seriously, "But Master Sun is not good."