Chapter 67: Wujiguo Royal Temple? Tear it down!

"Master, where have we arrived in front?" Sun Wukong flew over, holding many wild flowers and willow branches.

It was because Tang An passed by and thought they looked good, so he went to help break some off.

Nezha watched Tang An happily take the wild flowers and willow branches, not understanding. "Can a few wild flowers make you that happy?"

Tang An compared the willow branches and first answered Sun Wukong's question.

"According to the map, we are about to arrive at Wujiguo."

"Hiss~ This name, it makes me want to drink black chicken soup."

"Black chicken?" Nezha looked around thoughtfully, not knowing what he was pondering, and flew away on his Wind Fire Wheels.

Tang An felt a heat in front of her, and when she looked up, she could only see the tail light of the Wind Fire Wheels.

"Don't know." Sun Wukong scratched his cheeks and circled Tang An with a smile. "Master, what are you doing?"

"Weaving a flower crown."

"Have you heard a poem? It says, 'If there are flowers to be broken, break them directly; don't wait until there are no flowers and break the empty branches.'"

"Such beautiful wild flowers, wouldn't it be a pity not to weave them into a flower crown."

Tang An's skill in weaving flower crowns was learned when she was a child playing with her friends.

After so many years, she hadn't forgotten, but she was a bit rusty.

"Wukong likes bright yellow the most; these flowers are for you."

"Yang Jian... deep blue, deep blue flowers match you."

"Nezha, it must be these little red flowers." Using little red flowers to reward a child, he would definitely be very satisfied.

"And Jiuyue and Xiaotian Quan, for them, I'll use..."

Yang Jian looked at the flower crown Tang An was weaving, and his mind unconsciously recalled the bright and flamboyant youth from his childhood.

In fact, he was even naughtier than Tang An when he was a child, often doing things that made his family's chickens fly and dogs jump.

Once, when he was punished by kneeling outside after being beaten, Sanmei also wove a flower crown for him to comfort him and make him happy.

Also, also in the scene where his mother and father loved and stayed together, his mother also wore a flower crown on her head.

"Here. Done." Tang An came to Yang Jian's side, and Yang Jian came back to his senses.

Over there, Sun Wukong had already put on his own flower crown, overjoyed, dancing and showing off in front of the reflection in the river.

Yang Jian took the flower crown, and the corners of his mouth had a rare smile.

"What's the use of just looking? Put it on." Tang An took it back from his hand and put it on Yang Jian's head.

"We don't have to wear the golden hoop, but we can still wear the flower crown."

She seemed to have anticipated that Yang Jian would take it off, so she hurriedly added, "Don't take it off; we are a team, and we have to be neat and tidy." After saying that, she went to weave Nezha's flower crown.

"Team?" Yang Jian muttered to himself, looking at Sun Wukong, looking at Tang An, and then looking at Nezha who had just flown back.

Hmm, not bad either.

At this moment, traces of ice breaking appeared in Yang Jian's eyes.

Or rather, from this moment on, Yang Jian truly regarded Tang An as one of his own.

"Cluck~ Cluck-cluck!"

Nezha was back, and he also brought a...

A...

A chicken that had rolled through a mud puddle?

"Where... did you get it?" Tang An looked at the chicken feathers still stuck on Nezha's head and tried hard to hold back her laughter.

"Bought it."

"Why is there so much mud if you bought it?"

"Isn't it dirty?"

"Hmm?" Tang An thought for about five seconds and burst into laughter!

"So the black chicken you understood is a dirty, pitch-black chicken?"

Nezha saw Tang An laughing at him, turned around, and became unhappy.

"Alright, alright, a pitch-black chicken is also a black chicken, no problem." Tang An held back her laughter, and like a magician, took out a flower crown full of small red wild flowers from behind her back and put it on Nezha's head.

Nezha looked at Tang An in confusion, "What?"

"A flower crown, look, they all have one." Tang An pointed over; Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Jiuyue, and Xiaotian Quan were all wearing a flower crown.

"Second Brother?" Nezha was very surprised, "Second Brother actually agreed to wear your flower crown?"

In Nezha's impression, Yang Jian had always been a serious, upright, majestic, wise, and deep image.

Clearly, under the blessing of that image, wearing a flower crown was very abrupt.

However, the Second Brother in front of him, wearing white robes with light blue lapels, paired with a deep blue wild flower crown, was not abrupt at all, and even had a sense of elegance.

"This is called personal charm; you're still young, you don't understand." Tang An was somewhat smug.

Nezha looked at his height and compared Tang An's height with his eyes.

"I've grown taller; I'm not a child anymore."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Tang An didn't argue with him, "So to reward you for growing taller, I gave you a little red flower crown."

Nezha was very satisfied with Tang An's praise, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be pressed down at all.

"So, Nezha, if you are so powerful, remember to deal with this chicken."

"Hmm?" Nezha was flashed by Tang An's previous and subsequent words, and he also tried to struggle. "I am the Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea; you want me to kill a chicken?"

"Of course, it's precisely because you are the Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea, and because you are super, super powerful, that such a difficult task as killing a chicken is, of course, most suitable for you to execute."

"Really?" Nezha suspected Tang An was coaxing him.

"Really, really, you are the best."

However, he still lost himself in the praise and went off to deal with the chicken.

Seeing this, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong exchanged glances; one shook his head with laughter, and the other shook his hands with laughter.

A few days later, Wujiguo Royal Temple, Baolin Zen Temple.

The four disciples, plus a dog and a fox, had arrived at the temple gate.

According to Guanyin Bodhisattva, they could mess around on their journey west, and the Western Heaven could turn a blind eye.

But since they were worshipping Buddha and seeking scriptures, if they needed to stay overnight on the way, they must stay in a Buddhist place.

Perhaps this was a different kind of endorsement.

No way, the capital was invested, and if you don't check in, it's troublesome for them to block your eighty-one tribulations.

So arriving here, the first choice for the four of them was this Baolin Zen Temple. After all, it was a royal temple, and the accommodation conditions would certainly not be bad.

Seeing that the temple gate was not closed, Tang An and her group walked in swaggeringly.

"Hey, hey, where did you people come from, why are you breaking into my temple?" The person speaking was a little monk.

Not far behind the little monk, there was a monk wearing a golden-threaded kasaya; judging by his age and dress, he was undoubtedly the abbot.

"Breaking in?" Tang An pointed to the gate, "Isn't your gate open? And isn't a temple originally open to accept incense?"

"Amituofo." The abbot signaled the little monk not to say more, and he walked over to examine the four disciples. "Today is the day dedicated to the royal family to offer incense; it is not open to pilgrims. You people should leave quickly!"

The abbot had a face full of arrogance and prejudice, as if he didn't look up to the four of them.

"Royal?" Tang An used her last bit of patience to remind him: "I am the Destined One from the Great Tang of the East, heading to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

"Who cares about your Great Tang of the East! This is the royal temple of my Wujiguo. You little Tang people, leave quickly, do you want me to drive you away?"

"Hehe, you really are asking for it."

Tang An clenched her fists, flames burning in her eyes.

"Who cares about my Great Tang of the East, and little Tang people?"

"Heh, fine! I won't stay, and none of you are staying either!"

"Nezha, close the door and release the dog!" ===== CHAPTER 68 =====