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Tang Sanzang.

Although Tang Sanzang did not know any supernatural powers such as mind reading, he found that the old man's eyes seemed a little wrong.

"donor?"

As Tang Sanzang called out compassionately and peacefully again, the old man came to his senses instantly and subconsciously wanted to lower his head, but he stopped halfway. He moved at a loss and said.

"This... this elder, are you... you want to buy melons?"

"Amitabha, donors do not need to be so polite. I am a monk from the East Land Datang and intends to go to the West to worship Buddha and pray for sutras. Today I heard the donor's shouting, so I plan to buy a melon."

As Tang Sanzang's inexplicable calmness and peace came into the old man's ears, the old man's expression and movements gradually became less reserved than before. He pointed at the five or six watermelons on the ground and said.

"Elder Sanzang, please see. I grow these melons from my home. They are very sweet and juicy."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he looked down and saw from the corner of his eyes that there were five or six large watermelons on the side of the old man's shoulder pole, full of stuff.

In other words, this old man probably didn’t sell one of the watermelons on his shoulder pole in a day.

Before Tang Sanzang could speak, Zhu Bajie behind him was excited when he heard "very sweet, juicy and juicy". He quickly stepped forward and asked the pig's head at the old man.

"Really? It's so watery and juicy? I like this old pig."

A pig's head suddenly appeared in front of him, which scared the old man and almost fell to the ground. He subconsciously exclaimed.

"Why isn't it dark yet? This monster came out in advance."

In response to this, Tang Sanzang glared at Zhu Bajie with a stern look, and then he hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Don't be afraid of old donors. This is my second disciple. He encountered some accidents when he was born and looked a little cold. But he is not a bad person, and he is not that monster that can eat people later. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

After being soothed by Tang Sanzang's infectious voice, the old man who finally calmed down patted his chest and said, "It's so scary to me, Elder Sanzang, are you a disciple born in a pigpen, otherwise how could you look like this?"

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he couldn't say it clearly, so he simply introduced the remaining two disciples to avoid scaring the old donor later.

As Tang Sanzang finished speaking, the old man looked up at the sky accidentally. Seeing that the sunset was about to disappear, his face turned pale and said, "Elder Sanzang, sell melons quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome when it gets dark."

"Well? The custom of the old donor is that you can't sell melons when it's dark?" Tang Sanzang asked in confusion.

The old man understood that Tang Sanzang and his party had just arrived at Dhara Village and hurriedly explained. "It's not a custom, but to save their lives..."

Then, the old man pointed at the stall that had been completely empty around him and said.

"The rest of the people have already been gone. If I weren't penniless, I would have bought some pig blood for my miserable child who was sucked by the monster and went back to replenish him for his life. I would have wanted to go home long ago."

Pig blood...

Upon hearing this, the monkey couldn't help but tease and said, "Idiot, why don't you give this old donor some blood. My grandson will invite you to eat a big watermelon later."

Zhu Bajie was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to be arrogant at the monkey and said straight to the old man.

"Old donor, your idea is inappropriate. The pig blood is actually not very effective, far less than monkey blood. Wild monkeys are born between the mountains and the wilderness, eating wind and drinking dew, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can be said to be a great replenishment..."

Unfortunately, before Zhu Bajie finished speaking, the monkey grabbed Zhu Bajie's ear and pulled him up. He asked in a bad tone.

"Is that so? How much to supplement? Should I help you with your body?"

"No, Brother Monkey, I am a monk, I am a vegetarian, vegetarian..."

As the monkey and Zhu Bajie were making a small fuss, Tang Sanzang's attention was attracted by the monster mentioned by the old man just now and asked.

"Amitabha, what the old donor just said is, is there a monster?"

"Yes, my miserable child was sucked by monsters and needed to eat blood-replenishing items every day, otherwise he might die at any time. But all the walls of the house are all submissive. Not to mention buying spiritual blood or something, even pig blood, I can't afford it."

The old man said with a sad face, and turned to Tang Sanzang. "Elder Sanzang, buy a melon. I planted all these melons by myself, keeping them ripe, sweet, and watery and juicy."

Tang Sanzang nodded, smiled, and then reached out to Sha Seng, took the money handed over by Sha Seng and put it in the old man's arms.

However, after taking the money that Tang Sanzang had placed in his hand, the old man felt embarrassed and said helplessly.

"There are so many more, I...I...I don't have any fragments on my body to be filled. Is there any Elder Sanzang a little smaller?"

In response, Tang Sanzang put his palms together and said with compassion and peace. "Amitabha, the old donor, and the disciples of meditation have a big appetite, so I bought all these ten watermelons."

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but look happy, and then said embarrassedly. "But... but even so, I... can't repay it, too much."

Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "I am here and I am trying to find a place to settle down. I wonder if it is convenient for the old donor's home? The rest of the money is just to disturb the old donor's peace. How about it?"

Immediately, a moment of hesitation appeared on the old man's face, and then he gave a great gift to Tang Sanzang, and then said. "I have thanked Elder Sanzang for his great kindness, and I have no choice but to repay him. I will pray for Elder Sanzang every day in the future."

Then, just as the old man put the five or six watermelons on the stall back into the shoulder pole and wanted to carry the shoulder pole to lead Tang Sanzang and his party home, the monkey who knew Tang Sanzang's intentions came forward and said with a teasing voice.

"Old donor, this melon has been sold to me, why did you pick it up again?"

The old man said in a panic. "Don't misunderstand this elder. I will never dare to have any other thoughts. I just want to help the elders carry melons first, so as to take you home early to rest."

"No, no, since these watermelons are already waiting for me, I can take responsibility for themselves, so I won't bother the old donor..."

Immediately, the monkey did not give the old man any chance to refuse, and then picked up the shoulder pole and the watermelon and placed it straight on Zhu Bajie's shoulder, and said.

"Please, old donor."

"This...this..."

The old man who felt a light shoulder looked at Tang Sanzang hesitantly. Seeing Tang Sanzang smiled compassionately and peacefully, he felt relieved and said.
Chapter completed!