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Magnificent
Silk Vests
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hope that monkey finds a lot of food,” said Bajie. “I’m hungry.”
The Tang Monk shivered and hugged
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“I’m so cold,” he said. He looked up at the monastery again and then back at his companions. “Do you two believe there are demons up there?”
Wujing stroked his chin. “I’m not sure. Wukong believed it though.”
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Bajie snorted. “Wukong is too careful. He’s always worried that we’ll bump into a demon.” His stomach grumbled. “I’m starving.”
Wujing loo徐悲鸿画
ked at the monastery again. “That place looks perfe欣慰意思
ctly safe to me.”Bajie nodded. “It looks warm too. Maybe the monks there will take us in.”
“It would be nice to get out of this cold,”
said the Tang Monk.
“That ttles it,” said the pig. “Who cares what that monkey thinks? What
does he know? Let’s go up there, get warm, and eat some food.”
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k climbed back onto the hor, and t阴阳师快速升级
he t朗诵稿子
hree travelers headed toward the monastery. When they got there, no people were around.
“This place is derted,” said Wujing.
Bajie knocked on the door, but no one answered.
“Hello!” the pig called. “Is anybody in there?” Again there was no answer.
Bajie looked at his companions. “Maybe the monks didn’t hear me.” His eyes lit up. “Maybe they’re all in the kitchen, cooking food! With noodles boiling and vegetables
sizzling, a kitchen can be quite noisy.” The pig’s stomach growled again. “I’ll go in and find out.”
He opened the绿色环保图片
door and stepped inside. The monastery was dark and silent.
“I don’t hear anyone cooking,” Bajie said to himlf. “Maybe there isn’t anyone here.”He walked down a long hallway, past veral dark rooms.
“Hello?” he called薯片沙拉
again.
Then he saw a room that was lit up. He went inside. Bright sunlight was streaming through a window and onto a table. On the table were three silk vests.
“Tho vests look magnificent,” said the pig. He shivered. “They also look warm.” He looked around. Then he grabbed the vests and hurried back outside.
“Nobody’s in there,” he said to the monk and Wujing. “But 带虎的成语
I found the vests.”
“Great!” Wujing grabbed a
vest. “I’m freezing.”
Bajie handed a vest to the Tang Monk. “Here you go, Master.”
The monk frowned. “I won’t wear that. You stole it!”
“I didn’t steal it,” said Bajie. “I . . . borrowed it.”
The monk glared at him. “You must return tho vests right away格里菲斯实验
!”
“We can return the vests before we leave,” offered Wujing. “Right, Bajie?”
“Oh, um, sure,” said the pig. “We can do that.”
“You two are terrible,” said the Tang Monk. “We’ll never get the True Scriptures
