Chapter 32 "Master, I've come to deliver the vegetarian meal..."
Then Qingfeng indeed probed, "Who are you, and what brings you to my Wuzhuang Temple?"
He was also handsome, but Bao'e was preoccupied with the ginseng fruit and had no time for him.
She couldn't resist the urge and said happily, "Young man, I'm here to eat some fruit."
Qingfeng was secretly startled and exchanged a glance with Mingyue.
Mingyue understood, quietly bypassed her, and ran over to lock the door.
Bao'e heard the sound of the lock being closed and quickly turned around to look.
She asked, "Huh? It's not even dark yet, why are you closing the door?"
Qingfeng, composed and steady, smiled and said, "It's windy up here, so we closed the door to keep out the wind."
"Then how do we lock it?"
"It'll open with a gust of wind, wouldn't it need to be locked up?"
“That makes sense, that makes sense.” Bao’e nodded blankly.
"Don't worry about that door, let me ask you, what fruit do you want to eat?"
Good Bao'e then told the truth: "It is a ginseng fruit."
Qingfeng cursed inwardly: This vixen is truly a thief! She's been playing tricks on him and Mingyue for days, she deserves to die!
He didn't show it on his face, and asked again, "My ginseng fruit only bears thirty fruits every ten thousand years. It is a divine fruit that prolongs life and is rarely given to outsiders. How did you know that?"
Bao'e was overjoyed upon hearing this.
Ah, it truly is a divine fruit!
She said, "I heard it from someone."
Qingfeng's heart sank: "Who?"
Bao'e squinted and thought for a long time, but she really couldn't remember who wrote "Journey to the West".
She simply said, "I don't know, I don't know, maybe he's a writer."
"They actually wrote a book about it and circulated it?!" Qingfeng was shocked, both anxious and angry. He noticed the door was locked and quickly pointed at her, "Mingyue, tie her up! This vile woman is not only a thief, but she also wants to be a wicked merchant, colluding with the book writer to sell fruit!"
"There are still such audacious thieves?" Bao'e hurriedly raised her rake and said, "Young man, don't panic. I also have some skills and I'll help catch the thief!"
She was tied up as soon as she finished speaking.
She looked at the bright moon holding the rope and yelled, "Young man, are you blind? I helped you catch a thief, and this is why you're tying me up!"
"You pretentious thief!" Mingyue, quick to anger, pointed at her and cursed, "Oh dear, oh dear, this is outrageous! The thief is crying 'stop thief!'"
He and Qingfeng, one standing on the steps and the other in the courtyard, went back and forth cursing at her.
Enraged, Bao'e jumped up and down, shouting, "What did I steal! Can't you even smell the air or step on the floor tiles in this temple? Anyone who smells or steps on them is a thief! Haha! How impressive! You've really scared me so much I don't dare move!"
Her words greatly angered the two Taoist priests, who then began to hurl insults at her.
Meanwhile, the traveler, having followed the temple closely, saw that the temple gates were tightly closed and assumed that Bao'e had gone somewhere else.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard incessant cursing coming from inside the door.
He recognized her as Bao'e, broke down the temple gate with his stick, and barged inside.
The moon was close to the gate, and the commotion startled him so much that he staggered and cried out, "Who goes there and dares to damage the gate of my Wuzhuang Temple!"
The traveler laughed and said, "It was your maternal grandfather who opened the door for you. It looks like a blessed place. How could you do such a despicable thing as tying people up in broad daylight?"
"Nonsense, nonsense!" Qingfeng's face turned red with anger.
When Bao'e saw the traveler, she couldn't help but feel jealous and called out to him, "Brother, why are you so late? Quickly catch these two scoundrels and stop them from cursing me!"
Mingyue sneered: "No wonder you trespassed into someone else's temple and acted so unreasonably. You're a gang of thieving demons!"
Upon hearing this insult, the pilgrim was enraged and retorted, "You shameless scoundrel, how dare you be so rude! I, Old Sun, have also stormed the Heavenly Palace, stolen elixirs, and pilfered peaches of immortality; I am a notorious thief. If I had truly stolen, I would admit it, and if you wanted to run, you wouldn't have gotten a single hair. But I haven't taken a single penny; how can I bear the title of 'thief' and let you falsely accuse me? Enough said, take this blow from my stick and I'll wake your muddled mind!"
He drew his stick to strike, terrifying Qingfeng and Mingyue so much that their souls nearly left their bodies. They cursed, "You're the rude one! You're the rude one! You stole it but don't dare admit it, and you even want to hit me!"
The pilgrim gritted his teeth in hatred, but Bao'e urged him from the side, "Brother, hit him in the face. If you beat him until he's skinned alive, he won't be able to say any more slanderous things."
A golden cudgel burst forth with countless rays of golden light, about to fall upon the heads of the two Taoist priests.
At this moment, Sanzang rushed over and shouted, "That monkey is causing trouble again! I sent you to scout ahead, why are you beating people here?"
The pilgrim said, "Master, these two evil Taoists have falsely accused Bao'e and me of being thieves. How can we tolerate them!"
Bao'e nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right! They even tied me up!"
The elder asked, "Did you steal anything from him?"
The traveler said, "I haven't even entered the temple gate, how can I steal anything from him?"
Bao'e said, "Master, I had just opened my mouth and hadn't even asked for it when I was beaten."
The elder then clasped his hands together and said to Qingfeng and Mingyue, “Amitabha, you two celestial children, perhaps you have misunderstood. I am on my way to the West to obtain the scriptures, and these two are my disciples. Although one looks a little strange and the other is a little stupid, neither of them are thieves who steal indiscriminately.”
Upon hearing this, Mingyue was about to scold him, but Qingfeng stopped her.
Remembering Zhen Yuanzi's instructions, Qingfeng hesitated and asked, "Since you are a monk on a pilgrimage, how should I address you?"
The elder said, "His Daoist name is Sanzang."
Qingfeng and Mingyue exchanged a glance, then asked, "When did you arrive?"
"It will happen today."
"Oh! We were wrong, we were really wrong!" Qingfeng was annoyed, and Mingyue was filled with regret.
The two men knew they had wronged the good people, so they apologized and bowed, saying that the immortal master had instructed them to lead them into the temple for hospitality.
"Good sister, please don't blame me." Mingyue quickly untied the ropes binding Bao'e.
Bao'e was still angry and snorted coldly, "A wicked merchant like me would never dare to blame an immortal."
This made Sun Wukong, who was standing nearby, burst into laughter, while the two otherwise slender and carefree immortals were utterly humiliated.
The monk then asked what was missing from the temple. Qingfeng and Mingyue stammered and couldn't answer. The good monk stopped asking and only said that he wanted to borrow the pot and stove to cook a meal.
The two Taoist priests quickly pointed out the way.
Sha Wujing went to tend the horses, while Bao'e took rice and grains to cook.
The traveler quietly followed her, but asked, "Wumiao, did they really lose something? Why are you being blamed?"
“Yes, yes!” Bao’e said, “They say the temple’s treasures are lost, but I don’t think so. Maybe they just don’t want us to eat them.”
The traveler asked, "What treasure?"
“Ginseng fruit,” Bao’e said. “It’s a treasure for prolonging life, and it tastes delicious. He must have seen that there were many of us and was reluctant to take it out, so he pretended to have lost it.”
The Great Sage had never heard of this treasure before, and thought to himself that it was truly a rare item, so he said he would go and find it.
He then left, leaving Bao'e to go into the kitchen.
She was scattering rice when Sanzang suddenly arrived.
Bao'e grumbled, "Master, you're too greedy. I just took out the rice and grains, and you're already asking for vegetarian food?"
"You scoundrel, spouting nonsense again!" Sanzang said. "I came to check on you because I was worried you would cause trouble again. How could you treat this poor monk like this?"
Bao'e said, "Good monk, you might as well cook the meal. I'm afraid I'll burn down his stove."
The elder was so angry that he couldn't stop frowning and looking worried.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
The two looked towards the door.
She was a woman with a face as beautiful as the moon and skin as smooth as ice.
The woman carried a celadon jar and a green porcelain bottle. She had willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, a graceful figure, and a beautiful appearance. She was a bewitching beauty.
Bao'e, having endured hardship on her journey, had not seen such a beautiful woman in a long time. She was somewhat stunned by the exquisite and elegant dress and was staring blankly at the woman's clothes and hairpins.
Sanzang was only slightly surprised, and put his palms together in a gesture of respect.
The woman smiled and said, "Master, I've come to deliver vegetarian food."
Her voice was like a nightingale's song in the forest. The elder showed no surprise, but Bao'e felt weak and numb, and kept rubbing her ears.
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Author's Note: I'll update earlier this time, and I'll update something else tomorrow [glasses]. Tomorrow's update is at 11 PM, my darlings.
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