Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice left the Chechi Kingdom. After a long journey by Sha Laosan, the four master and apprentice walked out of the borders of Chechi Kingdom.

On this day, Sha Laosan was walking west with his head silenced, and the sound of gurgling water was already heard in Tang Sanzang's ears.

"Advisors, listen."

The second senior brother closed his eyes and made a listening statement.

"Master, the old pig heard the sound of water."

Tang Sanzang nodded, "If you guessed correctly, there should be a river ahead, which is the legendary 800-mile river to the sky."

Sha Laosan looked up at Tongtian River, which was boundless in front of him, and thought to himself.

Is it eight hundred miles to reach the sky?

The river in front of me should be 800 miles away.

However, all these were just thinking about it in my heart, but Sha Laosan did not dare to speak again to destroy the atmosphere.

Tang Sanzang patted Sha Laosan's head.

"Lao Lao, walk dozens of miles forward, we should be able to find a village called Chenjia Village.

Work harder, we will settle there tonight.”

Sha Laosan withdrew his gaze and walked upstream along the bank of the river called Tongtian River, which was discussed by his master and second senior brother.

As Tang Sanzang said, after walking about thirty miles, Tang Sanzang's disciple saw a large area of ​​village from afar.

Tang Sanzang turned over and got off Sha Laosan and walked towards Chenjia Village first.

"I dare to ask, is this Chenjia Village?"

Under the big willow tree at the entrance of the village, several old men were playing chess together. Tang Sanzang walked up to him and bowed to the youngest-looking one and asked.

The old man was quite polite and grinned at Tang Sanzang, "What's the Chen family?"

Tang Sanzang: ""

"Chenjia Village!"

The old man nodded and grinned at Tang Sanzang again, "What village Chen?"

Tang Sanzang: "Chenjia Village."

The old man nodded again and grinned, "What village?"

Tang Sanzang: "Does I believe that I will smoke you?"

The old man glared, "You dare!"

Tang Sanzang: ""

Why don’t you recite this sentence?

"Uncle, are you alive?"

The old man blinked and looked at Tang Sanzang for a moment and nodded.

Tang Sanzang: ""

"Your uncle, I ask you for your longevity!"

The old man looked at Tang Sanzang again and nodded, "Yes, I've been thinner all these days."

Tang Sanzang: ""mmp, I can't talk about it this day.

Next to it, the oldest one among the group of old men continued.

"This is Old Chen, who is already 137 years old this year. He is the oldest in our Chenjia Village.

Mr. Chen, the 37th concubine just died three years ago, and since then he has suffered a strange disease.

The doctor said that his disease is called selective intermittent back of the ear. He is also a pitiful person."

Tang Sanzang: ""

Selective intermittent dorsal ear?

Is there such a disease?

Tang Sanzang looked at the old man who looked the oldest among the group of old men, and nodded with a kind smile.

"Thank you, Mr.

The old man also smiled and nodded, "It's not hindering, it's not hindering."

Tang Sanzang thought for a while and asked again, "Uncle, are you old now?"

The old man looked at Tang Sanzang for a long time and hesitated, "I'm going to be twenty-one after the New Year."

Tang Sanzang: ""

Damn, the people in your village all grow upside down, right?

"Your uncle, what are you doing? Why do you look like a bear at the age of twenty?"

The previous king of Che Chi Kingdom, Lao Guo, was just 45 years old and looked almost seventy years old. Tang Sanzang already felt that the other party should be a model in this ranks of anxious appearance.

However, Tang Sanzang thought that Lao Guo was really too young to look young!”

When Tang Sanzang asked this, the old man's eyes showed a hint of sadness and sighed a long time.

"I used to write it."

Tang Sanzang: ""

Written?

Can writing make yourself look like this?

The old man nodded, "Yes, I used to write it. Every day when I wake up, I think about what plot to write today. When I eat and sleep, I am pushing down the plot to write. I organize it over time."

Tang Sanzang: "Over time, will it become like this?"

The old man shook his head, "How can I do it? Over time, I will go crazy."

Tang Sanzang: ""

"Tsk, this little master, don't pay attention to him.

Lao Chen used to write about it, and he had deep fantasy. This disease has been going on for more than a hundred years and has not been cured.

But except for feeling that I am only twenty years old and clamoring to marry a wife every day, there are no other symptoms. We don’t dislike him, and we still take him with us when we are about to play."

Tang Sanzang: ""

What am I

Where did I come from?

Is it sure it is the legendary Chenjia Village? Not a funny village?

Is there anyone from your village who has a good style?

Haven’t your village been targeted by monsters?

Isn’t your village going to offer sacrifices to the river gods?

Why do you all look like you don’t have any sadness, but you are still very happy?

This thought flashed through Tang Sanzang's mind when he heard the two old men playing chess discussing this matter.

"Old Chen, are you going to play this chess or not?"

The old man opposite glared at his eyes, "What are you urging me to? Am I thinking about it?"

"But, you're too slow."

The old man urged the thinking old Chen again

"I said, "Old Chen, you are so old, why are you still so impatient?"

The urged Lao Chen No. 3 hurriedly threw the black chess in his hand into the chess basket, waiting for Lao Chen No. 4 to complain.

"Hey, you guys, you're so slow to play chess. What's wrong with me urging you?"

Old Chen No. 3 glared at me, "My grandchildren are going to give to the River God now. I feel uncomfortable and have a slow thinking on playing chess. Can't you understand a little more considerate?"

The fourth person in Old Chen curled his lips, "Ha, Old Chen, you have changed. You were not like this before.

Now you are also starting to run the train.

Just your grandchildren, who tied up a piece of sparks for three days and three nights, will you feel sorry for the village?"

Lao Chen's No. 3 was weak at that time.

"Hey, it's a sin."

Old Chen No. 4 also sighed, "It's a sin."

For a moment, everyone present sighed, "Hey, it's a sin!"

Tang Sanzang: ""
To be continued...