Tang Sanzang played in Fang Market for a few more days, and he felt a little happy.

It wasn't until a few days later in the evening that Tang Sanzang walked out of the foot massage shop in high spirits and met Jingde again in front of the door.

Jingde turned his head and looked at Tang Sanzang with a smile, and said apologetically: "Master Sanzang has been okay lately, I have been at school recently, I don't have time to entertain the master, and I ask the master to forgive me!"

Tang Sanzang hurriedly folded his hands and bowed, "Sir, it's serious." There is a big-eared benefactor to entertain, and the poor monk is doing very well. ”

Jing De smiled and said, "That's good! Let's go, please go and have a meal." ”

Tang Sanzang smiled: "Thank you, sir!"

Jingde, Tang San was hiding in front of him, Monk Sha was following behind, and the miserable dragon prince of Little White Dragon was completely forgotten by the two.

The group talked as they walked.

Jingde looked at the lively street and said, "Sanzang, what do you think of here?"

Tang Sanzang nodded and said, "Very good! The demons live in harmony, there is no killing, and they live peacefully." If other places are like this, then the world will be peaceful. ”

Jingde nodded and agreed: "This is also a kind of education, the island owner's merits are immeasurable! Let's go, take you to taste the special dragon meat hot pot here." ”

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, a poor monk and a monk, do not touch meat. ”

Jingde said casually: "It's okay, there is a kind of mandarin duck pot in the store, I eat meat, you eat vegetables." ”

Tang Sanzang was speechless, although it sounded fine, why didn't he feel very comfortable?

Jingde came to a signboard printed with a pig's head and said, "Here, let's go in!" There are many hot pot restaurants in Fang City, and this one is the most authentic, and it is said that it has obtained the true inheritance of Zhang Gongzi. ”

Monk Sha raised his head and said, "Master, this won't be the business of the second senior brother's family! ”

Tang Sanzang raised his head and said with a smile: "It's really very similar." Let's go, just go in and have a look. ”

The three of them walked into the hot pot restaurant and ordered a mandarin duck pot, with dragon meat hot pot on one side, and mountain delicacies such as mushrooms, bamboo sunflowers, pine nuts, fragrant trees, and bamboo shoots on the other.

Tang Sanzang sat opposite Jingde, biting the bamboo shoots in his mouth, watching Jingde and Sha Wujing sandwich the meat slices, eating with their mouths full of oil, and sucking straight into their mouths.

Tang Sanzang snorted, chewing the bamboo shoots dryly, if you talk about the bamboo shoots alone, they are also very delicious, but I am afraid of comparison!

Tang Sanzang swallowed the bamboo shoots, frowned and admonished: "Wujing, monks have three hates, five precepts and eight precepts, and meat is one of the great precepts. ”

Monk Sha swallowed a mouthful of dragon loin, licked his lips and said seriously: "Master, you are fascinated, and there are Buddhas and foreign things in your heart. At the peach banquet, the Buddha is also a dragon liver and phoenix marrow. ”

Tang Sanzang said: "We are not Buddhas. ”

Monk Sha picked up a bone in the hot pot, shook it and said, "So we have to learn Buddhism." ”

Put it in your mouth, close your eyes and enjoy it, it's a familiar taste! Since I left the Heavenly Court, I haven't eaten such a delicious taste again, I really miss it!

Tang Sanzang was speechless for a while, the monkey was wild, Bajie had a lust heart, why was he even disobedient to Wujing now?

It's hard to take the team when it's too big! Buried his head in eating his own shiitake mushrooms, silently crying in his heart.

After dinner, night fell completely, and the lights flickered in the market.

Tang Sanzang sat inside the hot pot restaurant, looked at the bright lights outside and sighed: "Zhang Gongzi has great virtue, and it is really admirable to establish this Fang City to protect the poor creatures! ”

Jingde smiled: "If you like it, you can play for a few more days." ”

Tang Sanzang shook his head and said, "No need, the poor monk should also go." ”

Jingde was surprised: "Go, are you going to leave so soon?"

Tang Sanzang said: "Yes! The poor monk still has a heavy responsibility on his body, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time. ”

Jingde smiled and said, "It's a pity, I still want to communicate with the mage more." ”

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said, "There will be a chance in the future." ”

Jingde stood up and said, "Master Sanzang, since you are leaving. I'll take you to a fun place. ”

Tang Sanzang followed Jingde and walked out, and said suspiciously, "Where?"

"You'll know when you get there. ”

Jingde took Tang Sanzang to a lively high-rise building, with ever-bright lanterns hanging on the high-rise building, and three big characters "Red Sleeve Move" written on the signboard, the faint sound of silk and bamboo came from inside, and there were men who walked in with a smile.

Jing Dera looked at Tang Sanzang and said, "Follow me!"

Tang Sanzang looked left and right and followed Jingde in, and as soon as he entered, he saw a high platform in the hall, on which several women wearing light veils danced to the music, and their slender figures were unobstructed.

Tang Sanzang hurriedly raised his hand, covered his eyes with his sleeve, turned around and walked out.

Jingde grabbed Tang Sanzang with one hand and said suspiciously, "Master, what does this mean?"

Tang Sanzang said dissatisfiedly: "Sir, I treat you as a friend, but why did you harm me?"

Jingde was puzzled: "Where did I harm you?"

Tang Sanzang covered the stage with his sleeve, stretched out his finger, and said, "Such a place of wind and moon, how can it be a place where our monks are waiting for us. "Turn around and walk out.

Mr. Jingde sighed and said, "Master Sanzang also looks down on them!"

Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not that the poor monks look down on them...... Alas~ The poor monk didn't know how to say it. The poor monk is gone. ”

Jing De said leisurely: "Do you remember what the mage said to you in the foot massage shop?"

Tang San hid his feet for a moment.

Jingde said with pity: "They are all poor people! The weak strength makes it difficult for them to survive in this world, and they are helpless to fall to this point. ”

Tang Sanzang folded his hands and closed his eyes slightly and said, "All living beings are suffering, but they are not poor monks. ”

Jingde sneered: "Qubble, you just look down on them." ”

Tang Sanzang forcibly defended: "The poor monk has no ......"

Jing followed Tang Sanzang and walked inside, and said, "The King of the Earth Bodhisattva has a saying, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." You have to take a good look at them, only by understanding them can you purify them, and they are not all good girls who are clean and self-conscious, as you believe. ”

Tang Sanzang was skeptical: "Really?"

Jingde said: "How could I have deceived you? The red sleeves are Qinglou, they sell dance music to get money to survive, very clean and pure. ”

Tang Sanzang's lips moved slightly, reciting Buddhist scriptures, squinting his eyes and looking around, he breathed a long sigh in his heart, and it seemed that there was no such thing as he thought.

Jingde took Tang Sanzang Sha Wujing to find a table and sit down, Tang Sanzang was still relatively restrained, and Sha Monk looked at the dancing girl on the stage with great interest, although it could not be compared with the heavenly court, but it also had a unique charm.

Jingde looked at the singing and dancing on the stage with a smile and applauded!

At this time, a middle-aged woman who still had charm came over, covered her mouth and chuckled at Jingde: "Yo~ Isn't this Mr. Caotang? You haven't been here for a long time!"

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