Chapter five hundred and seventy-first Li Rong's lament
"Stop talking! Go to sleep!" Xiao Han was about to get up and leave angrily, but as soon as he got up, he was quickly grabbed by a group of people.
"Xiao Hou, Xiao Hou! Don't leave so fast! Tell us one more thing!" A bearded guy grabbed Xiao Han's clothes and refused to let go, as if Xiao Han didn't talk about it today, so he couldn't get away from him.
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Glancing down at this man, Xiao Han remembered clearly that just now he couldn't help wiping his saliva! I didn't mention it, but it looked like he couldn't wear his robe. If it got stained by this guy's saliva, he would have nightmares even when he slept!
"Lao Wu is right! What you said, Mr. Hou, is good! It's better than what I heard from the old man in the tea shop. The appearance and figure of the female ghost just now are right in front of me..."
This is another guy. It seems that he is still addicted to Hu Meizi's charm, and he is completely unaware that Xiao Han's eyes have begun to sparkle...
"Snapped……"
"ah……"
Before someone finished speaking, he was replaced by a scream. Then, people around him saw a humanoid object rolling out smoothly! Xiao Han stood there and patted his boots.
of dust, I finally felt more comfortable.
"Don't you want to listen to a story? I don't believe Monkey Sun can't control you Qiuba!"
So, after everyone's repeated attempts to stay, Xiao Han reluctantly sat down again.
After coughing twice and clearing his throat, a stone monkey was born five hundred years early...
There is nothing wrong with telling the story of Journey to the West now, but there is one thing: time has changed, and other things must change accordingly!
Tang Monk? This can't happen! How many years has the Tang Dynasty been founded? Those monks all closed their temples and recited Ami Tofu. How could they go out to find Buddhist scriptures? So Xuanzang's identity suddenly changed, from Tang Monk to Han Monk. Although
Not as smooth as Tang Monk, but if you have a story to listen to, who would dare to pick and choose?
Speaking of this, some people may ask, why not change Tang Seng to Liang Seng, and Qin Seng, but insist on changing it to Han Seng?
In this regard, Xiao Han is still very smart!
I think back when Tang Monk set out from Chang'an and went through a lot of hardships along the way, passing through so many cities and countries, and getting so many customs clearance documents, why didn't anyone give him a hard time? Isn't it just because of the might of the Tang Dynasty? No one wanted to,
No one dared to offend such a Tang Dynasty monk!
Looking at the past dynasties, the only one who could reach the height of the Tang Dynasty was the Han Dynasty!
Thinking back to those days: Wherever the sun and the moon shine! Wherever the rivers go! They are all Han people!!! What kind of majesty and domineering must that be?
The story of Journey to the West is very, very long!
In the past, every winter and summer vacation, the TV station would let Xiao Han relive it! So it is relatively complete to tell it now.
From the time the Monkey King was born, it has been going on until he caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace!
What Xiao Han said was so drooling that everyone else listened in ecstasy! Even Ren Qing's eyes were filled with brilliance!
It is unclear when this word "god" came into being, but there is no doubt that it represents power, magic, and all kinds of weirdness!
Just how powerful are the gods? This question is asked, but no one can tell the reason!
Now, in Xiao Han's mouth!
All kinds of wonderful spells and magic weapons.
There are also earth-shaking supreme magical powers that fill their minds, giving these people the most intuitive impression of the term "god"!
"Speaking of which, when Sun Wukong saw the four characters "Here and Here" written on Tathagata Buddha's finger, he screamed inwardly! Just as he was about to mount the somersault cloud, he saw a large mountain shaped like a palm pressing towards him, covering the sky and blocking out the sun...
When the dust and smoke cleared, Sun Wukong was pressed tightly to the ground by Tathagata's five-finger mountain. He ate iron pills when he was hungry and drank copper juice when he was thirsty. He watched the young children who went up the mountain to chop wood slowly turn into old men, waiting for five hundred years day after day.
The latter was a Han monk named Xuanzang!"
After finishing this chapter in one breath, Xiao Han, who was thirsty, took the warm water handed over by Xiao Lian and drank it all in one gulp. His grandfather was so thirsty! He was so engrossed in telling the story that he even forgot to drink the water!
There was silence all around, and most people were still indulging in Sun Monkey's story. The bearded man next to Xiao Han's face turned red and his expression was ferocious! It was as if he hated the Tathagata Buddha for meddling in his own business and suppressing such a hero for no reason.
Under the mountain!
Quickly move your butt to the side. I heard that the art troupe went to the countryside to perform the play "White Haired Girl", and the guy who played Huang Shiren was almost beaten to death by the villagers! I can't make that mistake...
"Xiao Hou..." Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Han suddenly felt someone calling him next to him.
He turned around and took a look, and sure enough, there was a soldier who was about the same age as him, looking at him timidly and asking: "Is the Supreme Lord Li Er you are talking about the sage Li Er from Hangu Pass?"
"Huh?" Xiao Han looked at the soldier in confusion and asked, "Have you read the book? Do you also know that I left Hangu Pass in the west?"
"No...I haven't read a book!" The soldier smiled shyly and continued: "My home is in Hangu Pass, so I have heard stories about sages..."
"Oh, Hangu Pass, I passed by there last time!" Xiao Han nodded to the soldier to express his understanding. However, he felt a little embarrassed about the question he raised. After all, Xiao Han didn't know if the two were the same.
one person.
Looking at the expectant look in Xiao Bing's eyes, Xiao Han touched his nose and was about to make up an answer when he heard a loud noise in the crowd: "According to legend, I am the 18th reincarnation of the Supreme Lord.
, can be counted as the same person."
"Let me go, who even knows this?" Xiao Han was startled, thinking that there was an expert hermit in the team, so he quickly followed the voice and looked over! Unexpectedly, he smiled after looking at it. It turned out that the person who had just spoken was Fei Yao.
The young Taoist who relied on him to go to Chang'an!
No wonder, I am the ancestor of others, so it’s strange that I don’t know these things!
Li Rong also slipped into the crowd of people listening to the story at some point. He was not wearing a monk's robe, but was dressed in ordinary clothes. The bruises on his face had gone down a bit, but the swelling had not subsided, and he still looked a little funny.
Looking at Xiao Han with the eyes of a harem-like woman, Li Rong said slowly to Xiao Han: "Master Xiaohou, you have so much resentment towards our Taoism? You don't even forget to step on it when you tell a story? Why?
Why can Sun Wukong alone... well, a monkey stir up confusion in the heaven and become unstoppable, and then a random bald man can subdue it?"
"Bald man?" Xiao Han was stunned. When he heard this title, the first thing that popped into his head was a joke from his previous life: Bald donkey, how dare you compete with Lao Na for his master's wife?!
"Pfft...ahem...a story, just a story!" Thinking of this joke, Xiao Han almost spat out a mouthful of water! He quickly laughed and bypassed the problem.
Furthermore, does he know why Wu Chengen wrote this? Could it be that Mr. Wu is a Buddhist?
Even a blind man could see Xiao Han's perfunctory behavior! But Li Rong couldn't do anything about it! Ever since he met Xiao Han, he understood a truth: the situation is stronger than the person!
If you continue to ask more questions, if you offend him, it is not a problem that can be solved with a beating in this deep mountain forest...
"Fortunately, the monkey is on the 33rd heaven level. If it is on the 36th level, how can I lose face as a Taoist?"
Helpless, Li Rong muttered something in a low voice, but no one in the crowd of people dispersed could hear clearly what he was muttering.
