The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"It may be that after eating this ginseng fruit, it will make people fall asleep for a while." Qingfeng frowned, comforting Mingyue.

Neither of them had ever eaten ginseng fruit. One of them was the youngest among Zhen Yuanzi's disciples. He had practiced for less than ten thousand years. The first ginseng fruit tree he saw was produced in the past ten thousand years. Just can't figure out what's going on. kuuhuu

At this time, Chu Heng and Monkey King had brought the fruit back to the guest room, and placed it in front of Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie.

"This is?" Tang Seng tremblingly pointed at the ginseng fruit that looked like a child, and his whole body was not well.

"Master, this is the specialty of this place. Those two children specially called to give you something to eat." Sun Wukong couldn't say that he was a thief, and he was talking nonsense in a serious manner.

Tang Seng looked at the fruit on the table, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Don't eat it! Don't eat it!"

He didn't have the ability to bear it in his heart. When he saw the fruit at this time, when he heard that he was asked to eat it, he felt like this person, so of course he refused.

Zhu Bajie next to him didn't have so many taboos: "Master won't eat it, I will eat it!"

After finishing speaking, he opened his fat fingers, picked up a ginseng fruit, and threw it into his mouth. After a long while, he smacked his lips and said with a bit of disappointment: "This fruit is also digested very quickly, and it has no taste at all. Tasted."

He ate the fruit for the sake of his appetite, but the aura in this fruit was also beneficial to him.

He rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand to another fruit: "I didn't taste that one just now, I will eat another one."

Snapped!

Sun Wukong stopped his hand all of a sudden: "There is no one among our senior brothers, this one belongs to Master!"

Tang Seng waved his hand violently, he still couldn't accept this image of fruit, it was too heavy.

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie also said angrily: "Master doesn't want it!"

Sun Wukong glared at him, and Zhu Bajie finally lowered his head after a long time.

"Brother, since Master doesn't want it, why not give it to me." Chu Heng said at this time.

"you?"

Sun Wukong asked with some doubts. He was not stingy and unwilling to give it, but he also understood that Chu Heng didn't really need ginseng fruit now.

"I think this fruit is a bit miraculous, and I want to plant it to see if I can grow a ginseng fruit tree. In the future, you and my brother will also have a delicious source of ginseng fruit."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong certainly didn't believe it, but Zhu Bajie laughed: "My good junior brother, you think that ginseng fruit is easy to grow, except for the Wuzhuang temple, the other parts of this tree have long hairs. not come out."

Hearing this, Chu Heng was not annoyed, but continued to say: "Anyway, it's just a fruit, if it can grow, then it's a profit."

Sun Wukong heard this, thought for a while, and gave the fruit to Chu Heng. It wasn't because he really believed that Chu Heng could grow the fruit, but Chu Heng spoke up. With the relationship between the two, Sun Wukong would naturally not object. .

Zhu Bajie was still rambling on the sidelines, he was greedy and thought he could eat this fruit by himself, but when Chu Heng took it, he was a little discouraged.

But he said that although Qingfeng and Mingyue were a little confused about what happened, they felt that something was wrong. Ginseng fruit is a spiritual thing. If they ate it, why would they have no reaction at all?

It's just that the two of them had a guilty conscience, and time was tight, so naturally, they didn't figure out the clue for a while... …

Early the next morning, Qingfeng came to the guest room, ready to drive Tang Seng and his party away as planned.

But I saw Zhu Bajie feeding the white dragon horse in the gatehouse, and while feeding, he said in a rambling manner: "Brother Hou is so stingy, you say this ginseng fruit, what can you taste, and the third junior brother is also, how can there be someone with this ginseng fruit?" If you grow something, don’t eat too much. Look at you, you have been working as a cow and a horse for so long, and you have not eaten a single fruit while carrying the master on your back."

Although Bai Longma understood what he said, he didn't respond.

Zhu Bajie was still complaining endlessly.

After hearing this, Qingfeng outside the door didn't know what was wrong in his heart. On the one hand, he was burning with anger, and on the other hand, he was panicked.

He hurried back to the room, greeted Mingyue, and the two came to the backyard again.

Seeing that the two of them counted the fruits in the book carefully, they felt even more angry.

It turned out that there were originally thirty fruits in this tree. When the fruit of Zhen Yuanzi was just ripe, he used 3.1 or two to entertain guests, and it is said that there are still twenty-eight fruits.

The two of them hit two more yesterday, not to mention what happened to those two, but there should be twenty-six more fruits on the tree.

But counting it now, there are only twenty-four fruits on the tree.

Why didn't the two of them know that they had recruited a thief this time.

The two were startled and angry, and they didn't seem to have the intention to drive away Tang Seng and others at this moment, but rushed to the guest room, fearing that Tang Seng and others would just run away.

At this time, Tang Seng was in the guest room, discussing the matter of saying goodbye and leaving.

"Although Wuzhuang Temple is a blessed place, the owner is not here now, so I will stay if I can't wait."

Tang Seng clasped his hands together and said slowly. .

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Chapter [-] Broken Tree

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But the thoughts in Tang Seng's mind are not just that. +]

The appearance of the ginseng fruit in the Wuzhuang Temple really scared Tang Seng, thinking that the Wuzhuang Temple is some kind of magic cave, which only eats three-year-old children. He is just a mortal, so why is he not panic at this time, why doesn't he want to run away?

When Chu Heng and the others were guilty of thieves, they hurriedly agreed after hearing this.

At this moment, Qingfeng and Mingyue rushed in like cannonballs.

As soon as Tang Seng saw them, he said happily: "The two fairies came just in time. I have rested in your place for a long time, and today we are going to set off again, heading for the Western Paradise, just in time. , at this time the two fairy boys came, and the poor monk just said goodbye."

He clasped his hands together and saluted Qingfeng.