Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

While talking about these things, the two men, the fox and the lion had already left the mansion of the Duke of Yun. They had walked a short distance when they suddenly saw a crowd of people in front of the notice wall in front of them. It turned out that there was a new missing person notice posted on it, which attracted a lot of discussion.

This one said: "What a beauty! Not to mention how vivid her face is. Just look at the folds of her clothes. They look as if they were blown by the wind. They are so graceful and lively. It is worthy of the work of Wu Daozi, a great master of our dynasty!"

The other said, "What a shame! Such a beautiful lady turned out to be a thief. It's really embarrassing to have her portrait hung here and people pointing fingers at her. I don't know what her parents and brothers think after hearing this. It's so embarrassing."

Someone else said, "What a pity! What a shame! Are you illiterate? It says here that this is the master that Your Majesty saw in his dream last night! You still think it's embarrassing? I think you are the one who is embarrassed. Have you heard of any wanted criminal who can invite the painting saint Wu Daozi to paint his portrait in person?"

The man was stunned: "Master? And a woman?"

"What's wrong with being a woman?" A woman watching the scene was not convinced. "Our Princess Pingyang still fought on the battlefield and conquered a large territory. She also led troops to garrison Weize Pass. Now Weize Pass is called Niangzi Pass."

The man was also very dissatisfied: "Princess Pingyang is naturally as capable as a man, I admit that, but what does this have to do with the woman in the portrait?"

Another person said, "Brother, you really don't know anything. Did you hear about the old dragon head that fell from the sky yesterday? It says on this notice that the old dragon went to cause trouble in your majesty's dream that night, and it was this female master who called thunder and lightning to save your majesty. Our majesty is eager to find talents, so he specially asked Wu Daozi to draw this image according to his memory and ordered people to find it. If you don't believe it, the dragon head is still hanging at the intersection of Zhuque Street."

Someone else added: "The higher-ups also said that anyone who can introduce this female master will be rewarded with 200 strings of cash, and anyone who can provide clues to her whereabouts will be rewarded with 10 strings of cash."

The man was shocked: "Wow, you can get ten strings of cash just for providing information? That's enough to buy five hundred dou of rice! If we can catch her and introduce her to the court, how long will it take to eat this reward?"

The more Huo Linger listened, the more curious she became. She jumped off her donkey and squeezed into the crowd to see. After a while, she squeezed out again and waved to Wen Jiao, saying, "Go and see. The painting looks exactly like you."

Wen Jiao:......

The high and sweet female voice sounded very clear even in the noisy market. The noisy voices suddenly stopped. After a few breaths, everyone turned their heads to look around, and then looked at Wen Jiao in unison. I don't know who reacted the fastest and suddenly shouted: "This is the female master, hurry up and report to the Lord!"

Wen Jiao looked up at the sky speechlessly, threw the reins, and shouted, "Run!"

The white donkey ran away happily, and Fengji, who had the fastest reaction, grabbed Yuan Tiangang's reins and threw them, and the two horses quickly caught up with them. Huo Linger then realized that she had caused trouble, touched her nose, turned over and jumped on the white donkey to catch up.

Just as a big reward will always bring courage, so too will a big reward bring long-distance runners. Encouraged by the bounty, the masses were in high spirits and started a fierce pursuit of the runaway student Wen Jiao through the streets of Chang'an.

Wen Jiao was the first, followed by Feng Ji, Yuan Tiangang, and Huo Ling'er, and then a long line of long-distance runners. During the race, there were occasional loud shouts: "Run this way!"

"There, there, there!"

While riding her donkey, Wen Jiao poured out the floral dew steadily and patted it evenly on her face. With a little effort, she transformed herself into a passerby with no memory of her own.

"It's the woman on the white donkey, the one wearing green clothes!"

When Wen Jiao passed by the pen and ink shop, she threw a few coins and took away a piece of inferior ink. She pinched off a small piece, dissolved it with floral dew, and sprinkled a few drops on her clothes and donkey. Immediately, the green clothes turned black, and the white donkey turned black.

"It's changed!" someone with sharp eyes shouted, "Now it's the woman in black riding a black donkey!"

Wen Jiao had the urge to buy a piece of tofu and bang her head against it to death.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the people chasing him, Huo Ling'er gritted his teeth, jumped off his mount, rolled on the ground, transformed back into his true form of a fire lion, caught up with Wen Jiao in a few steps, and said in a rough voice: "Get on my back, let's get rid of them!"

After twelve years of training with Wen Jiao, Huo Ling'er has made little progress in other aspects, but her bones, flesh and fur have become stronger, her speed has become faster, and her body movements have become lighter. In the past, Wen Jiao could still compete with her in speed by relying on her agility and complex terrain, but now, when it comes to moving around in the streets and alleys, ten Wen Jiaos cannot beat one Huo Ling'er. She always has some subtle psychological barriers when she rides Huo Ling'er as a mount.

Seeing Wen Jiao hesitate, Huo Linger stamped her paws and urged her: "Hurry up, I am a lion and I take responsibility for my actions. I caused the disaster, so of course I have to bear the consequences."

Wen Jiao stopped dawdling after hearing this, jumped onto her back, and grabbed the fiery red mane with both hands. Huo Ling'er arched her back and flew out like a flaming meteor, leaving behind a beautiful red rainbow shadow. Seeing this, Feng Ji also grabbed Yuan Tiangang's sleeve, turned into a gust of wind, and quickly caught up. When people caught up, there was nothing left except the four stupid mounts.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment: "Did they just lose it? The animal is still here, but you don't want it anymore? This donkey is a pretty good runner, are you willing to give it up?"

"I'm afraid the master doesn't care about a few animals, right?"

As they were talking, some brave people reached out to grab the four mounts. Unexpectedly, when they touched them, the four beasts fell down and turned into a flat piece after falling to the ground. Everyone looked closely and saw that they were two white paper horses and two paper donkeys, one black and one white. The black one was painted black with ink.

"What a master!" I don't know who came to his senses first and praised.

Others echoed in agreement. Wen Jiao's reputation for her mysterious magic spread, and became more and more bizarre. By the time it reached Wu Daozi's ears, it had become "Lei Feng Zhenren" riding a mountain-like red lion with two unimportant followers, whizzing past Suzaku Street with such a majestic aura that no one dared to look up at him.

So the first painter of the Tang Dynasty gave full play to his wild imagination, splashed ink and painted a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages. In the painting, Wen Jiao is dressed in simple black clothes, riding a ferocious and mighty red lion, and under the lion's feet is the small Chang'an City, which is only the size of a palm. A person and a lion overlook this capital, surrounded by auspicious clouds and auspicious mists, auspicious cranes dancing, and on the left and right are two unimportant attendants.

This painting was named "Master Lei Feng Riding a Lion to Conquer the Tang Dynasty", and the image in the painting became one of Wen Jiao's classic images handed down from generation to generation, and was known as the majestic lion image of Master Lei Feng.

The above is the dark history that Wen Jiao wishes she could go back in time to erase.