At the bottom of the fallen leaves valley, there is a magnificent manor.

The vermilion door is open, inside the door, there are water pavilions, pavilions, pavilions, and houses, and in an orderly manner.

In the courtyard, there are flowers, insects and birds singing, and a vibrant scene.

As soon as Zhu Bajie stepped into the yard, his body suddenly froze.

Because a crane slowly walked over in front of him, Bajie's pig's face was full of fear.

Bajie froze for a moment, then immediately became kind-hearted and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I have seen the Supreme Immortal."

Xianhe nodded, spoke in words, and sounded like a child's voice, with a slight voice: "Please come from the two monks, the master and the Buddha of Merit have been waiting for a long time."

Zhu Bajie quickly gave another gust, turned his head and squeezed his eyes at Yi Hong, and got up to walk.

However, the crane did not lead the way in front, but walked to Yi Hong and said openly: "Sage, please."

Yi Hong also quickly said thank you politely, and then followed Bajie's butt to the yard.

"whee……"

Behind him, the crane laughed in a low voice, Yi Hong was stunned. When he looked back, he happened to see the crane's long beak pecking at the back of his neck.

He actually grabbed a tuft of monkey hair.

"What are you doing!"

The crane held monkey hair on its beak, bent its neck and pecked on its own neck for a moment. After a while, a golden circle appeared on its white neck.

"Hehe, go quickly, the master is in a hurry inside!"

After saying that, he pressed Yi Hong's back with his head and rubbed it.

Yi Hong felt a little depressed. He couldn't figure out what the crane was doing. How could he steal things when he came up? You steal some hair!

But looking at Zhu Bajie's appearance, he called him the immortal, and this crane seemed quite powerful.

And the voice of his speech is so slim and very nice. He should be able to cry for a long time with a punch.

Yi Hong decided to release it a crane. Now the most urgent thing is to go and see Tang Monk and the so-called master of the crane.

Just now, Tang Seng sent a message and beat and scolded Bajie, but said that he was a distinguished guest. It seemed that he knew that he was not the real Sun Wukong.

After walking through the second gate, turning around the corridor, walking through the yard for a while, then finally arrived at the main hall.

The main hall is magnificent, the lintel is tall, and there is a huge plaque above the door, with three vigorous characters written on it:

"Zhanfeng Palace".

Following Bajie into the main hall, Yi Hong looked up and realized that the main hall was a Buddhist temple, with one person sitting on both sides of the tall Buddha statue.

On the left is a woman in a red dress, covering her red veil. Although she can't see clearly, her temperament is extraordinary, like a fairy.

On the right is a monk with a jade face, handsome and beautiful face.

If Yi Hong is not a straight man, he would be able to show you the beauty on the spot when he saw this look even more beautiful than a woman.

No need to guess, the one on the left should be the Red Maple Taoist from the Lost Leaf Valley. Yi Hong didn't expect that it was a beauty.

The monk on the right must be Monk Tang, who is even more beautiful than a beautiful woman.

When Yi Hong saw the two, he was stunned for a moment. Zhu Bajie suddenly robbed the first, shouted "Master" in a trembling voice, and threw himself into Tang Monk's arms with a pig arch.

"Hmph, master, I miss me to death!"

Tang Monk had a standard aunt smile on his beautiful face, and while slapped the pig's head, he said, "You bad disciple, the dignified altar envoy, are also the master of Bodhisattvas. How can you be so invisible?"

Words are full of pampering.

Yi Hong was jealous of seeing it. In fact, if he ignored Tang Monk's gender, he also wanted to give it a try.

After thinking about it, he turned his eyes to the Taoist Hongfeng beside him.

Well, it is very graceful and very materialistic, and it is very suitable for arching.

Yi Hong's eyes were burning, probably burning the Red Maple Taoist. She coughed lightly and ordered Xianhe: "Lixue, look at the tea."

He raised his hand again, pointed to the chair next to him, and said to Yi Hong: "This distinguished guest, please sit down."

Yi Hong scratched his nose a little awkwardly, thanked him and took a seat.

"Bajie also goes and sit down, don't make any more trouble." Tang Seng finally pushed away the pig's head.

The crane named Lixue quickly brought four bowls of tea and served each person a cup. Then he stood behind Yi Hong, rubbed his head against Yi Hong's back again, "Hehe..." and laughed again.

Yi Hong's body tightened, for fear that it would pull its hair again to make a scarf.

Fortunately, there isn't.

At this time, Tang Monk looked at Yi Hong and said, "The donor has worked hard all the way. This tea is the original tea of ​​Master Hongfeng, the most mysterious. I have never drunk too much, but today I have benefited from the donor's glory."

Tang Monk's voice was full of magnetism and full of Zen. He spoke very politely. Listening to his speech was like drinking sweet springs.

Yi Hong hurriedly picked up the teacup and thanked both Hongfeng Taoist and Tang Seng. He took a sip of the tea, but did not feel any taste of drinking.

But he was still very grateful: "Thank you for the two masters, this tea...is really delicious."

"Hahaha……"

Tang Seng and Hongfeng Taoist laughed at the same time.

Yi Hong frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"Of course I laugh at you and tell lies with your eyes open. Although drinking my tea has many benefits, no one has ever said it tastes good."

At this time, Bajie also took a sip, and indeed saw his pig's head turn red in an instant, looking very uncomfortable.

But he didn't spit out the tea, but instead bulged his mouth hard, sat in place and meditated for a while before calming down.

"Tea is good tea, but it's too hard to drink!" Bajie commented.

Tang Seng turned to Taoist Hongfeng at this time and explained to Taoist Hongfeng: "The Taoist Master doesn't know that although this distinguished guest is powerful, he is still a mortal body and does not have magical powers. Therefore, he cannot taste this tea, and he may not be able to get it now."

Taoist Hongfeng nodded: "I also know that his body is mortal. But he is not sincere and is quite unhappy to fool me with words."

I was embarrassed. I had never flattered a few times in my life, and this time I even slapped the horse's hooves.

Yi Hong scratched his nose and relieved his embarrassment. He felt that it was really awkward to speak like this and was not at all happy, so he went straight to the point and asked Tang Monk:

"You seem to know me very well. If I do this, shouldn't you call you master? After all, Bajie calls me Brother Monkey."

Tang Seng smiled and said, "Why don't the donor call?"

"You all say I'm a distinguished guest, obviously I think I'm not. I'll call you master. If you don't agree, wouldn't that be embarrassed?"

"Amitabha. The donor's straightforwardness is very consistent with the monkey."

Zhu Bajie looked around in a daze, wondering, "What are you talking about? Isn't he the Monkey Brother?"

Tang Seng was silent and did not answer.

Taoist Hongfeng raised his hand and said to the crane who rubbed Yi Hong from time to time: "Lixue, there are some newly picked spiritual fruit wine in the back hall. Don't you want to try it?"

Li Xue didn't move, and Zhu Bajie couldn't sit still: "Ah? Is the Spirit Fruit? Where is it?"

Xianhe was very sensible, and then rubbed Yi Hong and said, "Do you want to eat spiritual fruit? Come with me."

After saying that, he flew up and went straight into the back hall.

Zhu Bajie shook his sleeves and followed him happily.
Chapter completed!