my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 936 Half for eating and half for release

Westbound road.

Sun Wukong, who couldn't be idle, took advantage of the time when Tang Seng went down to the river to take a bath. He turned over to Huaguo Mountain and took a look. Turning around, he saw Tang Seng sitting by the river grilling fish, sprinkling a handful of cumin powder from time to time, and the fragrance wafted from his nostrils.

Sun Wukong flew down with a blank face, and said in surprise, "Master, you are a monk! Why do you have to kill and eat meat every day?"

"Eating fish for a teacher is not killing, but saving."

Tang Seng sprinkled cumin with a serious face, always paying attention to the heat. Godfather said that the most important thing for grilled fish is the heat. As long as the heat is well controlled, and then sprinkled with seasonings, the grilled fish will be delicious.

Of course.

The ones here are delicious, only relative.

No matter how delicious he cooks, it's not as good as his godfather.

But it’s okay to deal with the stomach. It’s better than the food obtained from alms. The farmers who are more solid may give some good things, but most people’s own rations are not enough, and the only things they can give are sweet potatoes, white rice, and vegetable soup. s things.

It's better to be self-sufficient than to eat these.

It's not that you can't catch fish or pick fruits.

Therefore, he seldom asks for alms along the way, and he doesn't even bother to borrow for a night.

Because his godfather gave him a camping tent in the wild, it can be put up wherever he goes, and it is convenient to store, it is simply a must-have for home fulfillment.

"Master, stop fooling my old grandson, killing is killing, turn into a ghost!" Sun Wukong sat down and stared at the grilled fish.

"Wukong, every time I kill a living being as my teacher, I will silently recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra - Reincarnation. After they die, they can be reincarnated as human beings. What is this not saving?"

Tang Seng took it for granted.

In his opinion, being a human being in the next life is the best way to transform living beings.

It's like the crucian carp on the grill, which has lived for hundreds of years. Without his transformation, it would definitely embark on the road of cannibalism and harm, and become a monster that is feared in all directions.

Spirits and monsters who commit crimes will be sent to the eighteenth floor of hell after death.

By ending the old crucian carp's life early and giving the other person a chance to reincarnate as a human, isn't that just a way of salvation?
"Is it better to be a human than a demon?"

Sun Wukong subconsciously asked such a question.

Before causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he was also a great monster. After the trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he got mixed up with a titular Monkey King. Fortunately, with the establishment of the Heavenly Court, no one would regard him as a monster.

But his appearance, in the eyes of ordinary people, is a monster, a frightening existence.

But he didn't care, instead he felt pitiful for human beings.

Because people only have a short lifespan of a hundred years, when they meet a little monster with a little strength, they will be reduced to rations and die miserably in their stomachs, and most monsters can live for a long time. Unscrupulous cannibalism is usually fine.

After all, in ancient society, communication was blocked and transportation was underdeveloped. When a homicide occurred in a rural area, it was basically investigated by the village chief or a respected old man, and buried after a conclusion was reached.

It is easier for monsters to eat people, just tell people not to go out at night, unless they die one after another, they will not report it.

If the little demon is wise and knows when enough is enough, or if he shoots a gun for a change, he can basically live a very comfortable life.

"All living beings have spirituality, and human beings are the primates of all things. They are born with the spirituality of heaven and earth, and possess innate spirituality and spirit. Monsters are ignorant and only understand immediate benefits. Few monsters know how to practice. Of course, they can't compare people."

Then, Tang Seng divided one-third of the grilled fish and handed it to Sun Wukong, who was facing him, and said, "Wukong, your Dharma practice is not enough, so you can't eat more. If you don't have enough, go pick some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger."

"..."

Sun Wukong stared, very suspicious that the master did this not because he had not studied Buddhism, but because he wanted to eat more.

Bah!
This greedy monk!

But my old grandson has never eaten any good food. You can eat as much flat peaches and fine nectar as you want at the beginning, and you don't care at all!
only……

Although this fish is not gluttonous enough, the shredded tiger meat in Master's storage bag is really delicious.

I can't stop my mouth after eating it once. What's terrible is that the greedy monk doesn't give much. He only gives a little bit every time, which is not enough to stuff the gap between his teeth...

"Why don't I kill a tiger and ask Master to do more?"

Monkey is impatient, he does what he thinks.

No, they didn't even finish eating the fish, so they flew somersaults into the sky, and looked at the tiger monster with piercing eyes. The tiger is the king of the mountains, and there is usually only one tiger monster in each place.

Monkey King searched for a while, and only a few hundred miles away, he called a 800-year-old tiger spirit.

"Boom!"

Flying back to the camp, Sun Wukong saw the tiger thrown to the ground, he leaned in front of his master Tang Seng, and said, "Master, I don't think you can tear much tiger meat with your hands, so you specially brought a tiger here, look... when will you take a tiger?" Time, make all the meat of this tiger into shredded meat jerky?"

"I can't do that."

Tang Seng shook his head and said: "My shredded tiger meat is made by godfather, and he will come here in more than 20 days, this tiger! You try to save it, if you can release it, if you can't, then skin it and give it to yourself Make a tiger skin coat, then cut off the tiger penis, and leave it for the master to make soup for tomorrow night."

Sun Wukong scratched his head when he heard the words, and said: "This tiger is completely dead, it is impossible to let it live, so we can only peel it off, but... Master, my old grandson can't make clothes!"

"Then you peel off the skin and make a piece of clothing for the teacher."

"Thank you Master."

Sun Wukong was delighted and quickly started working.

It took less than half an hour to skin the skin, cut the tiger penis, and release the tiger meat into the river.

"Wukong, throw the tiger penis into the pot to blanch the water, almost scoop it up and drain the water, and then put it into the purple gold bowl of the master."

"What about you?"

"Of course I'll make you clothes."

Tang Seng dried the tiger skin with spells, and then threaded needles and threads to sew clothes.

Sun Wukong blanched the tiger penis as instructed.

"When my old grandson was walking in the world, I heard people say that tiger penis, deer penis and so on can nourish your human kidneys..." Sun Wukong said while boiling water: "Master, you don't want it anywhere else. I just want a tiger penis, is there something wrong with my kidneys? Do you want my old grandson to find a doctor and look at it for you?"

"..."

Tang Seng twitched the corners of his mouth.

After spending some time suppressing the urge to beat the monkey, Tang Seng said speechlessly, "Wukong, you're being naughty again!"

"Master, I'm serious! If there is a problem, you have to go to see it in time, and it will become more serious if it is delayed." Sun Wukong looked like I was doing my best for you, and tried to make fun of Master.

"If you still want to eat shredded tiger meat in the future, just shut up."

These words were extremely lethal, the naughty monkey closed its mouth in an instant, and honestly acted as a tool monkey, scalding the tiger whip.

Tang Monk sewed a tiger skin skirt, then sat cross-legged under the tree, closed his eyes and practiced the Dharma.Sun Wukong tried on the tiger skin skirt. It looked loose, but it fit him very well. He was jumping up and down happily...

(End of this chapter)