"Forget it, I'll carry this luggage.”
Just as the little White Dragon requested to fight, Zhu Bajie retreated instead.
It wasn't that Zhu Bajie thought he would lose. After all, he was a perfected Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and had obtained the inheritance of a Sage. If he couldn't defeat a Golden Immortal, he wouldn't be able to survive.
It was because he was afraid of trouble. Zhu Bajie knew that he had to subdue the other party to get some real skills. If he was seen by Tang Sanzang, what would he do if he was asked to subdue demons in the future?
Compared to running around to kill enemies, carrying a burden was obviously a much easier task. This was also in line with Zhu Bajie's purpose of coming here.
"In that case, you have to take good care of this luggage.”
Jiang Han's gaze flashed. He understood Zhu Bajie's thoughts, so he didn't expose him. He just let the dragon qilin put down his luggage and continued on the journey to the west.
The group of people from the Journey to the West had traveled through green mountains and rivers, seen all the wild grass and flowers, subdued some demons along the way, and defeated a group of bandits.
Time flowed like water, and in the blink of an eye, it was autumn again.
Maple leaves covered the mountain red, yellow flowers resistant to the evening wind. Old cicadas sing gradually lazy, sad cricket thinking endless.
"Disciples, it's getting late. Where should we rest today?”
Tang Sanzang asked as he looked up at the setting sun.
Hearing this, Zhu Bajie snorted in dissatisfaction. He, who checked the luggage with his feet, did not complain that he was tired, but the horse rider needed to rest first.
However, Tang Sanzang could not be blamed for this. After all, he was a mortal and could not travel through the night. Otherwise, with the speed of these immortals, they would have returned to the Spirit Mountain hundreds of times.
"Master, look, aren't there a few residences over there?”
Sun Wukong pointed at a place where there was a cluster of pine trees. There were a few houses inside, which were really imposing.
"Is it safe to go to such a place?”
Tang Sanzang muttered to himself. Everyone had experienced some disasters along the way. He also understood that some houses suddenly appeared in the wilderness. They were probably not ordinary people.
"Venerable One, please rest assured. In my opinion, not only will it not be unsafe, but it will also be a blessed land.”
Jiang Han said with a smile. He had also seen the house that Sun Wukong was pointing at. He saw the auspicious clouds enveloping the sky and the auspicious mist covering it. He knew that this must be the enlightenment of the Buddha Immortal, but he did not say it out loud.
Tang Sanzang was relieved to hear this and followed his disciples to the house.
As everyone approached, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from the back door. A middle-aged woman walked out and asked in a delicate voice,"Who is it that trespassed into my widow's house?”
When he heard the word widow, Tang Sanzang broke out in cold sweat. As a monk, he could not afford to offend such a person. He was so flustered that he said repeatedly,"I'm from the Tang of the East. I was ordered to pray to Buddha in the west and ask for scriptures. I passed by here and saw that it was getting late, so I wanted to stay the night.”
"So you're a monk. Come in.”
As the madam spoke, she pushed open the door and showed her appearance to everyone.
She was wearing a green silk jacket of a gold-weaving official, covered with a light red armor; She was wearing a yellow embroidered dress and high-soled floral shoes, looking like an old woman who still had her charm.
Jiang Han's eyes lit up when he saw this person. It wasn't that he had taken a fancy to this woman, but that he had seen the change in her with his divine eyes.
Jiang Han activated the system to investigate this person.
Name: Holy Mother Wudang (Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain)
Cultivation Stage: Perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal (Dao Fruit)
Bloodline: Lifeless Dao Body
Cultivation Method: Supreme Purity Immortal Art Magic
Treasure: Four Symbols Pagoda
Mystical Powers: Four Symbols Technique, Riding on Clouds and Fog, etc.
Jiang Han already understood what was going on when he saw this, but he didn't say it out loud. He followed Tang Sanzang and the others into the house.
When the woman saw Tang Sanzang and the others, she was even more delighted. She invited them into the hall with courtesy and then called the servant girl to serve tea. The fragrant tea sprayed with warm air and the strange fruit emitted a delicate fragrance.
Tang Sanzang received such courtesy and raised his hand."Thank you for your hospitality. May I ask your name?”
The woman said,"There's no need to be so polite, monk. My surname is Jia, and my late husband's surname is Mo. It's a pity that our husband and wife are childless and only have three girls."”
"Fortunately, we inherited our ancestors 'business. We have a family of ten thousand dollars and a thousand hectares of fertile land. We left behind our land and family business, and our lives are good. It's just that we don't have a family member anymore, and we can't rest at night.”
Hearing this, Jiang Han found it funny. This family's conditions were indeed not bad, and they still had to pay for it.
In the future, she would be a living rich woman. The kind that could make people work less for 30 years. Her allure was extraordinary.
If it was an ordinary poor scholar, he would probably agree. However, the few of them were either monks or immortals. How could they take a fancy to the other party?
This matter seemed to Jiang Han to be a test of Tang Sanzang's sincerity.
Of course, Tang Sanzang was absolutely fine. He was known to be a virgin for ten lifetimes. In other words, he had been a virgin for ten lifetimes. With his perseverance, how could he break his cultivation here?
Sure enough, when he heard the woman's words, Tang Sanzang pretended to be deaf and dumb, closed his eyes and calmed his heart, and did not answer.
The woman did not give up and continued,""I'm afraid you think I'm too old. Forget it, I'll call my three beautiful daughters out to let you see them.”
"My eldest daughter is called Zhenzhen. She's twenty years old this year. His second daughter, Ai Ai, was eighteen years old. The third daughter was called Lian Lian. She was sixteen years old this year, but she had never been betrothed to anyone.”
As she spoke, the woman went to the back hall and brought in three beauties.
The three of them were indeed good-looking. Each of them had beautiful eyebrows and pink faces. They were alluring, charming, and charming. They were like the fairy maidens of the Nine Heavens who descended from the heavens and Chang'e who appeared in the cold moon!
Of course, this was just the surface. These three "daughters" were a little disgusting in Jiang Han's eyes.
It was clearly the manifestation of Guanyin, Samantabhadra, and Manjushri.
Guanyin was still okay. She was a woman and didn't look bad. However, Samantabhadra and Manjusri were both men. They looked disgusting here.
"Look at this monk. He's fair and clean.”
"Not as good as that young master who fanned himself. He's really a noble orchid and a jade tree!”
The little White Dragon didn't expect these people to talk about him. He frowned and covered his face with his fan.
Jiang Han shook his head when he saw his disciple's embarrassment. He was still not strong enough. His Golden Immortal cultivation base did not have enough understanding of the Dao. He was afraid that he would not be able to see through the changes of the Bodhisattvas.
However, the Dragon Clan did not fancy mortal women, so Jiang Han was not worried about anything.
Tang Sanzang and the others were indifferent to the temptation of the three women. Only Zhu Bajie was mesmerized by it. He was actually interested.
"Master, this great beauty is in front of you, why aren't you moved? If you don't want her, I'll take her.”
Hearing Zhu Bajie's words, Tang Sanzang shook his head, but he couldn't preach in front of outsiders.
"As expected, there are still people who know what's good for you. But how can you marry three people alone? Why don't we play the game of lifting the veil and marry whoever you find?”
(PS 1st update, please auto-submit, and give tips.) The next three days would be 15 chapters, and next week would be 10 chapters every day, so as to end the story of Journey to the West as soon as possible.）
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