Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 478 477. Sun Simiao's Thigh Root
The female hero goes and returns, and it takes a long time.

When I came back, there was already a long queue at the gate of the city.

When a group of people saw her, their eyes lit up.

She walked quickly to Xuanzang's side, and explained that she had bought a cart of grain, and planned to distribute half of it to make up for the women and children who received less food, leaving a few bags for spare.

After Xuanzang agreed, she began to get busy again.

As soon as she left, Sun Simiao got out of the carriage.

"Amitabha, Taoist priest Simiao..."

"It's just to be called by surname. Since the Laojun Temple was created, the Taoist name is no longer used. Simiao is the real name of the poor Taoist."

Sun Simiao waved his hands, and without waiting for Xuanzang to continue speaking, he said directly:
"It's the exhaustion of spiritual thoughts, and at the same time, it's a bit of a burden... Let's say it's a hindrance, it's not a hindrance, but it's a bit troublesome to adjust. But fortunately, Pindao just saw some good medicines from Laojunguan, so he used them directly , to promote the cultivation of the mind and soul. No need to fall asleep, you will wake up after half an hour. When the time comes, you can adjust your energy within a period of time, and you can rest for a period of time and you will be safe."

Xuanzang nodded:

"So that's the case, thank you Daoist Sun, Amitabha~"

"Um……"

Sun Simiao looked left and right under the dark sky, but after not seeing the tiger's shadow, he shouted:

"Rhubarb! Come back quickly!"

No movement.

But Sun Simiao didn't care, but looked at the long queue queuing up to break the food, thought for a while, and asked:

"Mage, don't blame the poor Taoist for asking too much, this is...where are you going?"

Leaning on the crossbar, he asked.

Xuanzang did not hide anything from him, and said directly:
"The little monk should abide by the promise made by the Taoist priest and go to Hedong. And the benefactor Cui was rescued by the poor monk and the Taoist priest. They voluntarily helped each other and went forward together."

"Help...Hedong?"

Sun Simiao subconsciously twirled his beard, and couldn't help but glanced at the sorghum field again.

It seemed that he understood the intention of this senior Taoist priest named Shouchu.

Instinctively shaking his head:
"inappropriate."

After speaking, he said bluntly to Xuanzang:

"Xuan Jun's concept of "harmony with light and dust" is certainly a first-class magic method in the world, but... the cultivation base of this senior guard is nothing more than a state of ease. Although the golden body of the arhat of the mage is full of vitality, if Wanting to use this method to save people... I am afraid that the senior and the mage have not saved a county, and my soul has already returned to the pure land. It is not appropriate."

"..."

Xuanzang was not surprised that the other party could see through at a glance.

But there was not much worry on his face.

On the contrary, there is an extremely firm persistence.

"Amitabha, what the Taoist priest said is very true. But the Taoist priest Shouchu also said: first save one person. The poor monk is stupid, but he thinks this statement is reasonable. This is a great wish, even if you die, you will not regret it."

"..."

If others hear this, they will definitely be full of admiration.

But when Sun Simiao heard this, he subconsciously reprimanded him:
"Confused! Human life is precious, what is the difference between your life and his life!? You..."

"Ow~"

Before the words fell, a low growl came out.

Under the dark sky, the tiger named "Big Yellow" stared at a pair of green eyes, and suddenly jumped in front of the carriage.

Lanyue and Chasing Thunder instinctively screamed in resistance.

"Sorry~"

With their restlessness, the car immediately became a little unstable.

Subconsciously, Sun Simiao wanted to jump out of the car and give Rhubarb a kick, and Xuanzang got up to hold the reins.

But at this moment...

Sun Simiao's movements froze, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch wildly.

"hiss!!!"

And when Xuanzang calmed the minds of the two horses with Buddha's light, and pulled the reins, he was also stunned...

He looked straight at Sun Simiao.

Or... looking at the hand on Sun Simiao's thigh...

"..."

"..."

At once……

Very awkward.

That hand stretched out from the carriage, passed through the curtain, and firmly clasped Sun Laodao's thigh...

In Xuanzang's eyes, Sun Simiao's beard was twitching...

It should be painful.

This is also nonsense, pinching the root of the thigh... who doesn't hurt?

But the problem is...

Well done, why did the Daoist pinch other people's thighs?

This trick... how bad it is.

"Amitabha, the priest is awake?"

He hastened to speak.

But there was no movement in the carriage.

Only Sun Laodao, who wanted to pull away, gasped again:

"Sigh~"

"Ex...Senior, can we let go first? I don't know where the words of the junior offended the senior, so I should apologize, but...this...boy~~~"

Feeling that the calf's nose was being pinched harder and harder, Sun Simiao gritted his teeth and opened the curtain.

Then he froze again.

In the carriage, Li Laodao, who was lying with his head thrown out, slept soundly.

Didn't wake up at all.

And even in this dream, Li Laodao's hand was always firmly grasping Sun Simiao's thigh.

"..."

"..."

What kind of way is this Taoist priest!

What the hell is this?

Sun Simiao gasped, and after confirming that Li Zhen was not awake, he directly opened his hand enduring the pain.

Jumping out of the car, he clutched his leg and couldn't laugh or cry.

But who knew that the next second, the sleeping Li Zhen frowned instantly.

His eyes are still closed, but he is about to get out of the car...

"Master!"

"Don't touch him!"

Xuanzang wanted to pick it up, but Sun Simiao hurriedly stopped him:
"This is hysteria, don't wake him up, you may hurt your soul!"

Xuanzang was taken aback...

At this critical moment, Li Laodao, who was rolling, crawling, spinning and jumping but closed his eyes, jumped out of the carriage, raised his hands, and grabbed Sun Simiao like a fucking zombie.

"you……"

Sun Simiao retreated subconsciously, taking several steps back.

Ignoring the tiger who might think it was interesting and came to rub against his leg, Li Zhen pressed hard at every step, heading towards Sun Simiao to catch him.

As a result, he staggered at his feet and collided with the tiger.

"Ow!"

The tiger took a few steps to the side, baring his teeth at Li Zhen in dissatisfaction.

Sun Simiao, did not stop.

Rhubarb does not eat people.

You won't hurt people without your own orders.

But Li Laodao with his eyes closed is also a master who is not used to children.

Maybe they heard something, or they tripped over something and got in the way.

Seeing Li Laodao standing up, it was just a kick.Then... accompanied by a "crack" sound from the Taoist's waist, perhaps because the movement was too large.

Rhubarb dodges instinctively with a jump, his eyes are full of absurdity.

This... this human being is a cruel person.

so social?

What the hell are you talking about kicking?
I'm such a tiger.

Am I being embarrassed?
But when one foot fell to the ground, Li Laodao could no longer maintain his balance, his body tilted, and he lay down again in the arms of Xuanzang who came over quickly when he saw that something was wrong.

Not moving.

"..."

"..."

The peaceful Buddha's light rose, and with doubts about this Taoist who was said to be good at curing diseases and saving lives, Xuanzang carefully inspected the Taoist priest's body, and looked puzzled at Sun Simiao who was also speechless.

The results of it……

Sun Simiao looked at the monk in front of him and asked something inconceivable:

"He usually sleeps...that's it?"

"..."

Xuanzang was dumbfounded.

My heart said how would I know?I don't sleep with him.

no……

The poor monk is a monk, who do you think the poor monk is?
You... are you a Taoist priest?

Why is the heart so dirty?

Sun Simiao, who didn't get a response, thought about it... and waved his hand:

"Forget it, I wanted to leave now, but it doesn't seem to be possible. Master, let's carry the senior back into the carriage first, and the poor Taoist will take a look at it with a needle."

"Ah."

Soon, Li Laodao was spread in the carriage again, and Sun Simiao, who took out a needle bag from the cloth bag, looked at the grandson's dishonest hand vigilantly, and at the same time inserted the needle into Li Laodao's Baihui acupoint. .

But right now!
"Buzz!"

"Duh!"

Jin Guang pointed at the sword!
The tower that appeared out of thin air was instantly frozen in midair by Sun Simiao.

And one step later, the kitchen knife composed of mist and golden light was about to cut to his neck.

"..."

The eyes of the Taoist who subconsciously jumped out of the carriage were full of absurdity and puzzlement.

The art of six Ding Liujia?

Looking at Ta Da, the compassion on his face couldn't hold back anymore.

Hey you little bull nose...

Pindao is kind enough to save you, who do you call to protect the Dharma?

and also……

How did this protector come out?
Isn't your bull-nosed too wicked?
The movement here attracted the attention of the crowd including Cui Caiwei.

While watching, Xuanzang frowned and thought for a while...

"Amitabha, Daoist Sun, why don't you... rest for a while, and wait... Daoist Shouchu wakes up."

"..."

Sun Simiao thought for a while, then sighed quietly:
"Ok."

Save people to the end.

Then wait.

……

This wait is half an hour.

Even half a load of food had been distributed, and a monk, a woman, and a heroine were standing in front of the campfire, when they heard a faint sound:

"Ouch...my back hurts..."

Li Zhen frowned first, then covered her waist subconsciously.

But then I felt a burst of... unspeakable hunger and thirst!

Following the hunger and thirst in his heart, he looked in one direction!
In the eyes, it is a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist.

He looked daofengxiangu, with dark skin and a weather-beaten look.

Who is this person?

This idea just popped into my mind.

But immediately this thought was replaced by that hunger and thirst.

Want to... swallow him... no, no!
Not to eat people, but...

Something in him!

The hunger and thirst were so strong that the saliva in his mouth was crazily secreted.

But Li Zhen, who immediately sensed something was wrong, shook his head. After trying to suppress this instinct, he heard Xuanzang's voice:
"Daozhang, are you awake? How is it? Is there any discomfort?"

"Uh……"

Only then did Li Zhen recover from the trance. He nodded to show that he was fine, and then the first sentence was:

"Is everyone full?"

Xuanzang was taken aback for a moment, but Cui Caiwei came to his senses and said quickly:
"Master Daoist, all the sorghum has been distributed, and everyone wants to come over to thank Master Daoist now."

"Uh... that's good."

Suppressing the instinct to devour, Li Zhen sat up weakly. After Li Zhen waved his hand at the heroine to say no, he couldn't help but glance at the Taoist.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate."

He pinched his fingers:
"Poverty Li Shouchu, I have seen the old mage."

Hearing Li Zhen's greeting, Sun Simiao, who thought that after waking up, he looked like a man, also stood up and returned the greeting:
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Sun Simiao, a wandering Taoist, met Senior Li."

"...?"

Li Zhen was taken aback.

He... what did he say his name was?

(End of this chapter)