Sha Wujing smiled slightly and said, "As the saying goes, Xiao Yinyinyulin. His descendants are not ordinary people. How could they let too many people know about it? I'm afraid that few people in Tian Hospital know about it."

"Oh? Third Senior Brother, then tell me, let me hear what's going on?"

When Xiao Bailong heard this, he immediately became interested. He moved two wooden chairs from the kitchen and came to the backyard.

Then the two brothers sat there basking in the rare sun and chatted comfortably.

"Actually, I don't quite understand what happened. At that time, I was trapped at the bottom of the galaxy, struggling for a hundred years, and was about to die...

One night, I suddenly saw the second floor shining brightly, and it was somewhat similar to the glory I had seen at Tian Hospital before.

In addition, this is a clinic, so I had a bold idea to go ashore to find this monk and ask him to save me.

Later, this series of events happened. Through my conversation with him, I learned that he was from Tian Hospital and the only personal disciple of the dean!”

Sha Wujing opened the door of the backyard and pointed to the galaxy in the distance and said.

Whenever he thinks of the torture and pain day after day at the bottom of the galaxy, his heart is cut and he hates it very much.

"So that's it! Have you really confirmed that he is the descendant of the dean?"

Xiao Bailong asked sighed, if it was really his successor and he would have hope to save the eldest brother and others.

"If it weren't for his successor, how could he use the Medicine King magic needle? Who else would use the golden needle besides him? I'm afraid that the golden needle changed by the senior brother's golden cudgel is not as effective as this golden needle!"

"The Medicine King's Divine Needle? He, did he actually get the Medicine King's Divine Needle?"

The little white dragon probably forgot that Jiang Shaotian used the Medicine King magic needle to cure him, but he was almost dead at that time, so it was normal that he didn't remember it.

"Junior brother, are you okay?" Sha Wujing stumbled on his forehead and said.

"Clam?"

"Doctor Jiang used golden needles to heal your wounds!"

"Well……"

The atmosphere became awkward in an instant.

The little white dragon smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, turned his head to look at the back alley.

"Huh? Who are you? Are you thieves? Why are you in my house?!"

The sound of the yellow oriole came from the kitchen door, breaking the embarrassing situation between the two.

“………”

The two turned around at the same time and looked at Mingzhu wearing a white long skirt. They couldn't say a word for a long time.

The little white dragon's eyes lit up even more. The little girl in front of her looks so handsome! Even the little dragon girl in the Dragon Palace was no less than her.

There is such a beautiful and refined girl in the world and a temperament like orchid, which really opened his eyes.

"Hey, are you thieves? Why are you dressed so weirdly... Oh, I remembered that you are actors from Brother Ping'an's film and television company? You must be here to shoot TV, right?"

Mingzhu turned her head and ran over to look at their clothes and hairstyles, asking and answering.

Fortunately, Monk Sha is a big bald man, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, square face and wide mouth, holding a magic treasure warrior, wearing a yellow monk suit, and a pair of blue cloth shoes on his feet.

At most, it makes people think that the monk who came out to walk and beg for alms in his temple.

The little white dragon is different. Its black hair hangs on its chest, and its head is fixed with a green jade hairpin with red gems. It is decorated with ancient style from head to toe of a rich young man, and it doesn't look like a modern person no matter how it looks.

After all, he is also the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea. He naturally has a kingly demeanor and is extremely noble in every move. It is completely different from the nobleness of modern people.

"Girl, we... are not little thieves!" Little Bailong came to his senses and explained.

His voice was very ethereal, just like the sound of a trickle of water deep in the mountain stream, pleasant, beautiful and refreshing.

"Wow! Your voice sounds so nice! Are you here to see my brother for treatment?"

Mingzhu asked, staring at his hair and black boots embroidered with golden dragons on his feet.

His facial features are particularly three-dimensional, especially his big eyes that shine with inspiration, which are particularly charming, not to mention his skin. The eight words can be described as a little white dragon.

The elegant tree is in the wind and elegant.

She was wearing a white dress with a dragon tattoo and stood in the backyard. From a distance, she actually had a trace of fairy spirit.

The reason why Mingzhu treats them as actors in Jiang Ping'an's company is because she sees the wooden chair beside them. If it is a thief, how could she sit here and chat with two chairs just right?

"We are his...patients."

The little white dragon replied carefully, fearing that it would cause death if he said a wrong word.

"Then you guys chat, I'll call you later." Mingzhu smiled, turned around and ran away.

"Huh~"

Sha Wujing felt relieved when she saw her leaving.

He is an honest monk, let alone talking to women, even if he sees women, he will blush and naturally dare not talk to girls on earth.

"Senior Brother Third, why is your temper the same as before? I will blush when I see a beautiful girl?"

Xiaobailong couldn't help laughing.

"Go and go! What do you understand, a child?"

Sha Wujing waved his hand in disgust and pretended to walk into the alley.

"My child? I'm thousands of years old. That girl and her brother are children!"

The little white dragon walked out and joked.

"While it is true, the little boy in the world is actually our savior. I feel ashamed to think about it!"

"What the third senior brother said is very much. You and I will leave here to find the master, the eldest senior brother, the second senior brother and the others after the internal injury is healed."

"Apart from the eldest brother, no one can compete with the old devil in the three realms."

"Senior Brother, where are you going?"

The breeze blew, and the two of them stood side by side at the entrance of the alley, sighing worriedly towards the blue sky in the distance.

Jiang Shaotian from the front hall just finished seeing several patients, Mingzhu pulled him to the backyard.

"Sister, what's wrong? You haven't eaten breakfast yet, are you? I'll make breakfast for you now!"

Jiang Shaotian stood up and thought she was just getting up and hungry.

"I'm not hungry, I'll take you to see two people. Their dress is so retro! Are they your friends?"

Mingzhu pulled him to the backyard and couldn't help but comment.

Oh no, did this girl find them?

Jiang Shaotian was shocked and then he remembered that Xiao Bailong and Monk Sha were still in the backyard.

When he followed his sister to the backyard with a nervous heart, the two of them turned around and entered the door.

The four of them looked at each other, each with their own thoughts, and were more or less awkward.

"Well~ you didn't have breakfast, right? I'll make breakfast."

Jiang Shaotian coughed dryly and wanted to walk into the kitchen again.

"Brother! Are they your friends?"

Mingzhu pulled him and pointed at the little white dragon and asked.

"Yes! They are my friends. They have come here to film mythological dramas recently, so they come to chat with me and get a few bottles of bruising and damage oil!"

Jiang Shaotian blinked at them and said seriously.

“………”

They didn't understand what to do in TV, and they understood the damage to the blow and damage. After all, there was a hospital, so they had to nod in silence.

"So! What are you shooting for TV? What's your name?"

Mingzhu turned around and asked the cute little white dragon.

"My name is Ao Lie. But the girl calls me Xiaobailong..."

When Xiaobailong wanted to continue talking, Jiang Shaotian hinted it with his eyes.

"Huh? Little White Dragon? I know this. Are you shooting Journey to the West?" Mingzhu asked Muna's Sha Wujing again, "You must be the monk Sha?"

"The girl is so smart, and the monk is Sha Wujing."

Sha Wu's face turned red, and he said with a tight grip on the devil-subduing treasure in his hand.

"What about Sun Wukong? I like Sun Wukong the most. Where is he?"

When Mingzhu heard this, she was so excited that she was almost dancing.

Journey to the West is everyone's childhood dream.

"Senior brother, he..."

Jiang Shaotian quickly interrupted Monk Sha, "Sister, the actor who played Sun Wukong has diarrhea, he can't come today!"

"That's how a pity!"

Mingzhu did not doubt their true identities at all and said in a little disappointed manner.

It was just because the two of them were so realistic that Mingzhu almost pretended to be real. But when she thought about it, Xiao Bailong and Monk Sha would not come here at all, so she turned around and ran away, saying that she had gone to Boss Liu's house to eat dumplings.

"Thank you, Xianren Jiang, for helping him. This kindness will never be forgotten by the little white dragon."

Seeing Mingzhu left, Xiaobailong bowed and thanked respectfully.
Chapter completed!