As a monster born and raised in Baihu Ridge, Goutou has deep feelings for this place.
Hearing what Tang Seng said, he was quite proud and said, "Of course, our king is omnipotent and very good. No monster that has come to White Tiger Ridge wants to go back."
He said happily, "Thirty years ago, I heard that the human world was prosperous, so I asked Sister Civet Cat to take me out to see it. But when I went out to see it, it was not as good as our White Tiger Ridge."
Tang Seng nodded and said, "The human world has its own bustle, and this place has its own peace."
Goutou scratched his head, not used to such flowery conversation, and just obediently followed Jiang Lin's instructions and brought the person there.
The destination of this trip is the courtyard where Jiang Lin lives.
Before coming here, including the Great Sage, everyone on the pilgrimage was curious about where this strange King of Bones lived.
In their perception, monsters like to live in dark caves decorated with ferocious animal heads and eerie ghost lights, which make people feel scared just by looking at them.
But when I saw the fairyland-like appearance of Baihu Ridge outside just now, I knew that the above scene was unlikely to occur here.
So, could it be the palace high above
The demon clan has always had a strict hierarchy, and with the ability displayed by Baihuling, building a palace is worthy of his status.
Thinking this way, they soon arrived at a quiet valley.
The valley is covered with green trees and vines, and an occasional breeze blows by, bringing with it the subtle fragrance of the grass and trees.
Two figures stood at the entrance of the valley.
On the left is a tall man in a black robe. He has handsome features, skin as white as jade, and a smile on the corners of his lips, which makes people like him at first sight.
A little girl stood next to him, about as tall as his chest, with playful double buns and a green headband, looking very cute.
A dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.
In those eyes burning with blazing flames, the two demons standing in front of him were not what they looked like:
One is a skeleton as white as jade, and the other is a green vine plant.
What surprised Sun Wukong was that he originally thought that as the lord of a place, this King of Bones must have committed a lot of murders even if he had a good temper. After all, the demon clan respects strength, and if one wants to become the king, he naturally has to step on the corpses of the demons who refuse to obey to gain the throne.
But Jiang Lin didn't have it.
The aura on him was clean, warm like spring rain, and full of vitality.
If it weren't for his Fiery Eyes that never make mistakes and the fact that the real body couldn't be faked, the Great Sage would have thought that the White Bone King's true form was actually an ancient tree.
At the same time, Jiang Lin was also observing this famous master and his apprentice.
His world has been adapted into too many films and TV series, and there are different interpretations of the images of these people. Jiang Lin also has his own favorites.
Seeing it with my own eyes this time, I couldn’t help but feel excited.
Tang Sanzang is a very handsome monk, with a face like a beautiful jade, a gentle temperament, and a gentle and compassionate look in his eyes. Jiang Lin thought that if there really was a compassionate Bodhisattva, he would probably look like this. This is not much different from the usual interpretation in film and television dramas.
However, his several disciples were somewhat different from the "Journey to the West" that Jiang Lin had seen before.
Sun Wukong doesn’t have a hairy face or a thunder god’s mouth, and Zhu Bajie doesn’t have a pig’s head.
The Monkey King is an extremely tall and handsome demon god. His facial features are no different from those of humans, except that his hair is golden red, and he wears a golden hoop on his forehead. His eyes are as bright as gold, and even when he is standing casually, his whole aura is extremely astonishing.
Zhu Bajie looks simple and honest, but his facial features are regular and he seems very honest. However, his eyes are always looking around restlessly, indicating that he is not as simple and honest as he looks.
Sha Seng had a thick beard and was taciturn. He just stood quietly behind Tang Seng and didn't say much. His presence was the weakest.
There is not much to say about the White Dragon Horse. Jiang Lin does not know much about horses. He only knows that this white horse is as white as snow, with no other colors on its body, and is extremely majestic.
However, as soon as you think about the fact that he is the third prince of the Dragon King, a divine dragon of pure blood, you can't help but sigh for him.
Jiang Lin walked forward with a smile: "Jiang Lin from Baihu Ridge, greetings to all the elders."
Tang Seng and his disciples knew that Jiang Lin was probably his name. Tang Seng put his palms together and greeted him: "Greetings, Donor Jiang."
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "I heard that you all came from the Tang Dynasty in the East to seek the true scriptures. This is really a great kindness. I have prepared a welcoming banquet for you in the courtyard. Please come in!"
Tang Seng and his disciples looked at each other, and the Great Sage put the golden hoop on his shoulder and took the lead: "Okay, let's go."
There were several small tables in the small courtyard, and someone was already sitting on one of the seats.
Zong Yu swung his legs and looked at Tang Seng and his disciples. After seeing them, he felt a little unconvinced: They looked like ordinary monks and monsters, but Jiang Lin eagerly went out to meet them in person and even held such a formal welcoming banquet. Humph!
Tang Seng and his disciples also saw the child.
Zong Yu looked like a child, and Tang Seng was just a mortal at the moment, so he thought he was just like the little monster playing outside and called him "little donor."
Sun Wukong sat in his seat and said lazily: "Master, don't be fooled. This is not some little donor. I'm afraid he will live longer than me."
Zong Yu looked at him and said in a crisp voice: "I heard that you are the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and have mastered the ability of Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils. Then can you tell what my true form is?"
Sun Wukong became interested after hearing this. His eyes condensed into golden flames as he looked towards Zong Yu.
When he saw this, he exclaimed "Huh".
Zong Yu was a little nervous: "How is it? Did you see anything?"
After a while, Sun Wukong retracted his gaze and looked at Zong Yu in surprise: "It's really a strange thing. I only saw a ball of black fog. Anything that came close to it was swallowed up."
That's because I didn't see it.
Zong Yu asked with hope, but now that it was not answered, he couldn't help feeling depressed.
Jiang Lin comforted him, "Even the Great Sage's Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils can't see it, which means your true form must be an extremely powerful and rare demon. This is a good thing."
Zong Yu glanced at him: "Really? You think so?"
Jiang Lin: "Is there any need to doubt it? How can an ordinary little monster be as powerful as you?"
Zong Yu's expression finally looked better.
He is indeed very easy to coax, Jiang Lin thought to himself.
On the side, Tang Seng and his disciples watched their casual, natural and intimate conversation, and felt that White Tiger Ridge was completely different from any place of immortals and demons they had been to before.
Compared with the places where demons appear, there are countless more beautiful things.
Compared with the blessed land of immortals and gods, it has a bit more warmth.
Soon the raccoon cat came over with a few little monsters. The little monsters were all old enough to have their hair hanging down, and each of them was holding a plate in his hand.
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "This is Civet Cat, the chief chef of our White Tiger Ridge. His skills are better than those of the royal chefs in the human world. Elders, please taste it."
Hearing him say this, the group of pilgrims disagreed: they had passed through several countries, big and small, on their journey and had tasted many royal chefs' cooking skills.
No matter how powerful the White Tiger Ridge is, can the monster's skills be better than those of humans