I just walked to the top of the mountain and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, Sun Wukong, who was moving forward, also made a move.

"Brother Monkey, what's wrong?"

Zhu Bajie raised his head and asked.

Sun Wukong shook his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just watching how the weather is. I've been traveling all this way, so I think I should have a place to stay."

"Hmph, I usually say that I am a lazy old pig, but I think you, a monkey, are also lazy. Today, you just walked a few steps and you shouted to stop. In my opinion, you are a lazy monkey!"

Zhu Bajie hummed and said, looking at Sun Wukong's increasingly gloomy face, he hid behind the white dragon horse again.

"I think you're going to get beaten if you don't put on your bed for three days!"

Sun Wukong held up the golden cudgel and was about to take action. Monk Sha quickly blocked him. Tang Monk sat on the horse and couldn't help but laugh and said: "Wukong, don't do this. Bajie is just a temporary lake. I see clouds and smoke rising in front of me. It seems to be a place."

People."

Sun Wukong snorted and then said: "Okay, I, Old Sun, will take a look."

Immediately he jumped up on the clouds, and when he looked from a distance, he saw a burst of Buddha's light in front of the mountain. What he saw was: green cypresses hung over the door, and the house was close to the green mountain. A few pine trees were growing slowly, and a few bamboo stems were speckled.

The wild chrysanthemums on the fence are bright with frost, and the orchids on the bridge are reflected in the water. The walls are made of pink mud, and the enclosures are made of bricks. The high halls are magnificent, and the buildings are very peaceful. There are no cattle or sheep, and no chickens or dogs. I think it is the autumn harvest and farming.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes lit up, and he heard a cold snort, and immediately smiled secretly in his heart, "Okay, okay, these Bodhisattvas are here."

He immediately turned around and shouted, "Master! There's a great place ahead!"

The white dragon horse snorted. As soon as he saw Sun Wukong like this, he knew that he was going to do something bad. Unfortunately, he was only weak and could not speak.

Zhu Bajie came forward again and said, "What! What a good place to go!"

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Hey, I, Old Sun, will just lead you there."

After saying that, he squeezed Bajie away, stretched out his hand to take the reins, and led Tang Seng and others forward.

As I got closer, I saw that there were three halls facing the south, with highly controlled curtains. On the screen door, there was a horizontal painting of Shoushan and Fuhai; on both sides of the gold-lacquered pillars, there was a large red paper Spring Festival couplet.

, it reads: Silk flutters weakly on the willow bridge at night, and snow is dotted on the fragrant plum courtyard in spring. In the middle, there is a matte black incense table, and an ancient bronze animal stove is placed on the table.

There are six chairs on the top, and four seasons hanging screens are hung on the two hills.

Sun Wukong knocked on the door "bang bang" in front of the mountain.

A response came from far away.

"Who is it that breaks into my widow's door?"
Chapter completed!