In the haze, Xuanzang faintly felt that someone around him seemed to be shaking himself, opened his eyes slightly, only to feel a feeling of dizziness coming, and everything in front of him seemed to be shaking.
"Mage, Master Xuanzang" Just when Xuanzang hadn't figured out where he was, a woman's soft voice sounded beside him, and at the same time, there was a feeling of being shaken on his shoulder.
Consciousness gradually recovered, Xuanzang struggled to control his body and sat up from the couch, looking and turning his head to look behind him.
But this look, Xuanzang was stunned, only to see that there was a woman behind her, who was as beautiful as a flower, with apricot eyes, willow eyebrows, pink cheeks, cherry mouth, a wreath of flowers on her head, wearing a light pink veil, and slippery skin was faintly visible underneath.
Xuanzang really deserved the name of a monk, but at the beginning, a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his previous quietness, and asked with a Buddha name: "Why does the girl of the He family appear in the poor monk's room?"
However, what puzzled Xuanzang was that the woman frowned slightly after listening to his words, and asked as if puzzled: "What is the mage talking about?"
What xuanzang was stunned for a moment, he clearly remembered that he had a drink with yu zhining and li muyun yesterday evening, but he was drunk and went back to the room to rest due to insufficient alcohol, why did this woman.
No, no, it's not right, before Xuanzang could figure out what happened last night, he had already seen his surroundings clearly.
Where is the back house of the county government, it is clearly in the wilderness, and he does not sleep on any bed at all, whether it is the feeling of his hands or the scenery he sees in his eyes, it can be proved that all he is under is a slate, a very large slate.
And it's not that simple, because the chill around suggests that the season should be spring or autumn, not the dog days at all.
What's the matter, is it that I slept until I was old, or maybe I was dreaming now, no, no, this shouldn't be a dream, but if everything in front of me is not a dream, then everything that happened yesterday in my memory is a dream "What is the mage thinking" Just when Xuanzang was puzzled, the woman saw that he was silent, so she continued to ask.
"What kind of place is this, why is the poor monk here," Xuanzang asked instead of answering.
Seeing that Xuanzang's expression was a little nervous, the woman couldn't help but smile lightly, and then said: "There is no name for the barren mountains and mountains here, if the mage must know, you can call this Guxiangyuan." ” "Ancient Xiangyuan" Xuanzang searched in his memory, but he couldn't find any memory anyway.
"The mage came here yesterday, probably because he was tired from walking, so he slept on this stone slab."
The woman continued to answer Xuanzang's questions, and didn't seem to notice anything unusual about him.
Seeing that the woman was serious, Xuanzang couldn't help but become more and more confused about the things in his memory, and asked tentatively in hesitation: "Who is that girl and why is she here?"
"I'm not just," the woman suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, and after thinking for a while, she said, "It's better not to know my identity mage." ” "Why is this" Xuanzang was anxious to solve the mystery in his heart, and when he saw that the woman didn't say anything, he asked urgently.
"The slave is afraid of the mage," the woman said.
"Why are you afraid of me," Xuanzang asked puzzled.
"Mage, can you believe that there are monsters in this world," the woman asked suddenly.
"This" Xuanzang frowned.
To be honest, Xuanzang still believes in monsters, after all, he has believed in the Buddha for more than 20 years, and there are not a few monsters who know.
But what really puzzled him was why the woman said this, could it be that this woman thought of this, Xuanzang couldn't help but shudder.
In the wilderness, a lone woman, the cold air around her, all this shows a fact.
"You, you are" "Yes, I am an apricot tree here, after thousands of years of practice, I can only turn into a human form today, I don't want to become a mage just after incarnation, it is the greatest blessing in this life."
The woman saw that Xuanzang seemed to have guessed her identity, so she no longer concealed it, and directly told her identity.
At this moment, Xuanzang was really not calm, he jumped down from the stone slab suddenly, avoided the distance in two steps, looked at the woman's eyes with deep jealousy, and muttered something in his mouth.
Knowing a youkai and seeing a youkai are completely different things, just like people who know they are going to die, but when they know that they will die tomorrow, they immediately collapse.
So when Xuanzang knew that the woman's identity was an apricot tree demon, he immediately recited the Diamond Sutra and planned to drive it away.
"Mage, don't be nervous, mage, I don't mean to harm the mage, it's just that today Xiaoxian has to transform into a human form, and I met the mage by chance, which is really a chance, so I showed up to meet the mage."
But the woman regarded the Diamond Sutra as nothing, and she didn't say anything about it, and even had the heart to comfort Xuanzang.
At this moment, Xuanzang was startled again, and unconsciously took a few steps back, and this retreat made him find that the surrounding area was full of apricot blossoms at some time.
Monsters, it seems that he has really encountered monsters, otherwise how could such a strange scene occur, Xuanzang looked at everything around him, and people were almost stunned.
And at this moment, the woman seemed to move again.
I saw her bare hand on the slate where Xuanzang was lying just now, and a cup of fragrant tea came out on the slate, and a fragrance came with the wind, which made people feel refreshed.
"Mage, Xiaoxian didn't have any malice when he appeared, he just felt that he had a fate with the mage, so he specially offered a cup of tea to the mage and presented a song and dance."
The fragrant tea on the slate was gently picked up by the woman, and the woman had already come to Xuanzang when the lotus step moved lightly.
If you drink it or not, if you don't drink it, will it be annoying, and if you drink it, will it be poisonous?
Xuanzang's mind flashed with various thoughts, but he soon realized that if this woman wanted to kill him, she didn't have to make so much effort, after all, she was a monster who was not even afraid of the Diamond Sutra.
Thinking of this, Xuanzang slowly stretched out his hand and carefully took the cup of hot tea from the woman's hand, no matter where the tea came from, he thanked him and put it to his mouth and took a sip.
The tea without adding any green onions, ginger and garlic is fragrant, although it is slightly bitter, but it has a long aftertaste, unlike the tea soup in the past of Datang, which is full of the ups and downs of various lives.
Good tea, really good tea, this kind of tea should be considered immortal tea, but I don't know if there will be a chance to drink it in the future: