Chapter 10

It was difficult to walk without a horse. Xuanzang gritted his teeth and walked for five days. His legs almost didn't belong to him anymore. He didn't even see a decent town, let alone a horse seller.

Although Xuanzang didn't say anything, Wukong noticed that something was wrong with him. In the evening, he found a mountain villager to rest. He asked his two juniors to protect Xuanzang while he went out for a walk.

Xuanzang asked, "What are you going to do?"

Wukong glanced at him. "I'm going to be a performer. I'm going to get you a horse."

Xuanzang's eyes lit up. "I want to go too."

"Forget it," Wukong said. "Didn't you hear them say that it's only a few dozen miles away? Do you want to walk until tomorrow?

I can't take you with me. "

That was true. Xuanzang sat back down in disappointment. He couldn't help but remind him, "Then come back early. If you can't buy one before dark, forget it. Don't take it. Anyway, you must come back quickly."

He still wasn't used to his other two disciples. Ba Jie was always teasing him, and Wujing was still secretly eating raw meat this morning. He hadn't even wiped the blood off his beard, so he was quite scared.

At this time, the sky was already filled with sunset clouds. Horses weren't small things. It wouldn't be easy to get a horse back before dark. Wukong wanted to laugh at him, but when he saw his serious expression, he casually replied, "Okay."

The four of them only had one room to stay in. The bed was given to Xuanzang, and the other three were sent to do whatever they wanted. Xuanzang first explained the principles of Buddhist scriptures to Ba Jie, then took him to do evening classes. Wujing didn't force him, but he consciously followed along. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't refuse to eat raw meat, Xuanzang would have thought that he had converted to Buddhism.

On the other hand, Wukong rode a cloud to the lively market nearby. Unfortunately, he arrived too late. He walked around the whole town and didn't see anyone selling horses.

However, he didn't go back immediately. With Xuanzang's delicate body, he had suffered a lot even with the protection of the Buddhist staff. He had to get a horse today.

He targeted the local rich family. There were dozens of fat and strong horses in the stable. Any one of them could last a long time.

If you don't ask, you're a thief. Xuanzang was a model of morality, and he kept nagging at him every day. It made him feel like stealing a horse was a sin.

Wukong observed from the roof for a moment and found that this family had no worries about eating and drinking, but they were gloomy and gloomy, as if there was something troubling them.

He thought for a while and changed into a Taoist priest's attire. He casually walked past the door of this house and was stopped by a yawning servant at the door. He bowed and the servant asked, "You look unfamiliar, where are you from?"

. Wukong said, "I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East. I travel around."

The servant was surprised and said happily, "The Tang Dynasty is far from here. You must have great ability to come here.

To be honest, my family has a terrible problem and I'm looking for a master to solve it. If you can give me some advice, I'll thank you very much! "

Wukong said, "I also have some skills. I'm willing to help."

The servant was overjoyed and welcomed him in.

The family was surnamed Wang. They had an only son who excelled in school. He was eighteen years old and should have a bright future. However, he had been haunted by evil spirits and his health was deteriorating. The doctor said that if he didn't get rid of the evil spirits, he would die soon.

The family panicked and looked for masters everywhere, but the Taoist priests and monks they invited were all dabblers. None of them were good. One of the Taoist priests was even tied up and thrown in the yard. It could be said that they lost all face. They also warned the family to stop doing useless work.

Although they didn't have much hope for Wukong, it was better than nothing.

Wukong was secretly happy. It was just catching a ghost. Wasn't it easy? It was his specialty.

He visited Prince Wang and saw that his body was covered in black gas. He was weak and his consciousness was blurred. It was indeed the result of being attacked by a ghost for a long time. He turned into a book and hid here, waiting for the ghost to come.

The dazzling light outside the window gradually faded and the black gas eroded little by little. The ghost waited and waited, but there was no trace of it.

Wukong frowned.

It was dark.

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It was dark for a while, but Wukong still hadn't come back.

He had finished teaching the scriptures and the evening classes. Facing the eager eyes of his two disciples, Xuanzang said, "Let's rest first."

He took off his clothes and went to bed. Thinking that Wukong hadn't come back, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He was afraid that he would wake up his disciples and could only sigh in his heart.

Ba Jie and Wujing didn't have any worries and had already fallen asleep. Xuanzang was restless and couldn't bear to wake them up. He quietly got out of bed and slipped out of the house to get some fresh air and wait for Wukong.

The moon tonight was big and round. The silver moonlight poured down and covered the ground with a thin layer of silver gauze. Many spiritual creatures drilled out to absorb the essence of the moon. Xuanzang blinked and saw a few golden creatures running out of the forest. They were playing and playing in his direction.

When he got closer, he saw that they were a few chubby babies. They didn't have any facial features and only had the shape of a human body. They looked more like pears. Although he was surprised, he knew that there were many spiritual creatures in the mountains and that they wouldn't hurt people, so he wasn't afraid.

The little creatures ran to his side and hugged his legs and rubbed against him. Two of them even climbed onto his waist. Xuanzang was ticklish and picked one up with each hand. He couldn't help but laugh, "Stop playing, stop playing. Where did you come from?"

The babies didn't have mouths or ears, so they couldn't speak or hear. They only played and pulled him into the forest. Xuanzang didn't mind and only cared about the two in his arms. They also had a sense of touch. When Xuanzang touched their bellies, they curled up and hugged his fingers with their short and fleshy limbs. They didn't let him touch them, but when he touched their heads, they were very obedient and even seemed to enjoy it.

It was like touching a pear. He didn't know what kind of fruit it was.

The ones on his legs also climbed up and wanted to be hugged and touched. Xuanzang coaxed them one by one and was a little flustered.

It was good to have these little creatures accompany him when he waited for Wukong.

After playing for a while, Xuanzang coaxed them, "Go back quickly. Wukong will beat you when he comes back."

"They're already back." A smiling young man's voice reached his ears.

Xuanzang hurriedly raised his head and was shocked to find that he had already left the forest and the people. He appeared in front of a brightly lit Taoist temple. For a moment, he was stunned.

A young man dressed as a Taoist priest was standing at the door and looking at him. The Taoist priest was very elegant and handsome. He was like the snow on the highest mountain and the pine tree on the edge of a towering cliff. It could be said that he had the appearance of an immortal. In Xuanzang's experience, he had never seen such a good-looking person. Ba Jie's normal appearance would be overshadowed. The difference in light was like a star colliding with the moon.

Wukong and Wukong were not the same style.

He walked to Xuanzang's side and reached out to play with the fruit dolls in his arms. The dolls immediately jumped to the ground and ran away.

Xuanzang came back to his senses. He still didn't feel afraid, only curiosity and reluctance. "Did you ask them to come?"

"I asked them to pick you up." The Taoist priest smiled. "I knew you liked them."

"How did you know …" Xuanzang blushed. He liked cute little things very much, but he always restrained himself from touching them. "Do you know me?" He looked at the Taoist priest and tried hard to remember, but he couldn't remember meeting such a graceful person.

"Yes." The Taoist priest was also looking at him. The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, hiding a lot of unknown joy.

Xuanzang lowered his head in embarrassment. "Really?

Sorry, I think I … "

"Five hundred years ago."

Xuanzang was interrupted. He was stunned. "Huh?"

The Taoist priest smiled and naturally held his hand. He led him into the Taoist temple. "Five hundred years ago, we were good friends, Golden Cicada."

Golden Cicada …

Xuanzang heard this name from Ba Jie last time. It was familiar yet strange. It was said that he was his reincarnation.

"Five hundred years ago, I wasn't born yet …" Xuanzang murmured. "The one who knew you was Golden Cicada, not me … Then who are you?"