Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter 3 The Holy Monk Wants to Eat Chicken

With a bang, like the sky and the earth cracking, Wuzhishan exploded, and a pitch-black monkey popped out of it with his head turned over.

Hey, your uncle.

So scared Tang Yu almost fell over, cursing in his heart.

Monkey King ran towards him in a somersault, still yelling loudly: “Master, Master…”

He knelt down in front of Tang Yu, apprentice.

At this point, Tang Yu couldn’t escape.

All five parties have been guarding Monkey King for five hundred years, and now they are ready to return to Lingshan.

But Tang Yu stopped them: “Wait a moment.”

Several people stopped involuntarily and looked at him in the air.

Tang Yu grinned at them, not knowing why, a bad premonition suddenly came to them in the hearts of several of them.

I only heard Tang Yu say to Monkey King: “Wu Kong, how many of them have you done?”

“My old Sun is the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. It is natural to deal with a few of them.” Sun Wukong said with pride.

“Oh, that’s it.” Tang Yu nodded in relief, and waved his hand: “Cut them, cut their heads, and cut them to death for me.”

Monkey King and Wu Fang Jie Di above both stared at Tang Yu dumbfounded.

Especially Monkey King buttoned his ears, as if he suspected that he had heard him wrong.

Wufang Jiezhe snorted, speeded up and left.

They guarded Monkey King for five hundred years, and the monkey had long been dissatisfied with them. If it’s really playing, they really can’t do him.

You must know that this monkey is already the primary cultivation base of Daluo Jinxian, and they are just Taiyi Jinxian, so it is easy to clean up a few of them.

Tang Yu glared at Monkey King secretly. This monkey is nothing. Why don’t you do it? It’s all right now.

People ran away, and they couldn’t cut them even if they wanted to.

“In this case, Wukong, let’s go on the road.” Tang Yu got on the horse and urged.

It’s not that he didn’t know those words. In his previous life, he was a fan of Journey to the West, and he even read some Buddhist scriptures.

In addition, he and Tang Sanzang’s memory merged, so naturally they also knew each other.

It was just deliberately not to save it.

Because, just robbed of 100,000 Qi Luck, what if the monkey is rescued by the system and the system sees that it has not completed the task?

Anyway, he didn’t save it now, it was the Golden Head.

He also didn’t say that he was accepted as an apprentice, and Sun Wukong directly bowed down.

Wit, too wit.

Tang Yu couldn’t help but gave a big thumbs up for his operation.

Looking forward, if not surprising, the next stop will be a farmhouse not far away.

And there is an old man in the farm, who even gave the monkey peach to eat when he was young.

According to the Journey to the West read in his previous life, Tang Yu quickly thought of what the next catastrophe would be.

“Master, my old grandson thinks the same way. Go to the west early and get the scriptures. It is possible that my old grandson can also be a Buddha or something.” Sun Wukong led the horse, looking very yearning.

When did this monkey’s disposition change so much? Could it be that it was pressed down under the mountain, so stupid?

Even thinking of becoming a Buddha is not good. Such thinking is undesirable.

He must be changed, let him abandon the dark and turn to the bright, and return to the right way.

“Wukong, why do you want to become a Buddha? You have to know that there is nothing good about becoming a Buddha. You can’t eat meat and drink, and do great health care. This is very boring.” Tang Yu said earnestly, “Especially great health care.” If you don’t do it for a long time, it’s easy to have physical problems. There is a Buddhist scripture that says, male is yang, female is yin. After the yin and yang are adjusted, the universe is boundless, and each other is in perfect harmony and sublimation, so that you can enjoy the road of Buddhism.”

Monkey King looked at him in amazement, and he couldn’t imagine that he would say such a thing from his master.

He was a person who went to the west to learn the scriptures, so he naturally got a high monk, but now Sun Wukong doesn’t think so.

Seriously suspicious of myself as a master, as if he was a man of integrity.

Also, the harmony of yin and yang, the universe is boundless.

This sounds like Taoism, right?

Soon there was a thatched cottage in front of him, and there were still a few chickens chirping in the yard.

Go around?

But the chicken is quite fat.

Tang Yu coughed, staring at the chicken in the yard and swallowed secretly: “Wukong, let’s take a rest here, the whole food is all.”

“Yes, Master.” Sun Wukong helped him dismount, and then knocked on the door.

An old man opened the door and saw a monkey with a cat face and Lei Gong’s mouth, and he screamed directly: “Youkai.” He said that with a snap, he closed the door.

“Hey, you old man…”

“Wukong, let me be a teacher.”

Tang Yu walked to the door in a magnificent manner and knocked.

“Old man, open the door, what am I, a Buddhist monk, it’s getting late today, I want to stay here for the night, and by the way, I will have a whole meal.”

Damn it, don’t open the door again, I will let Wukong level your yard.

The old man opened a crack in the door and looked out secretly, only to see that Monkey King was still in fear.

“Hey, you old man, what are you afraid of, I know you.” Monkey King jumped to the front and said with a smile: “I am the Great Sage of the Monkey King who made trouble in the sky. Later, I was crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain. When you were young, you went up the mountain to herd cattle and gave me peaches.”

Hearing this, the old man’s expression also eased, and he looked at Monkey King carefully.

Confirmed the eyes, you are the right monkey.

“So it’s your old man.” The old man looked relaxed and smiled: “I remember, please, please, please, holy monk.”

Tang Yu and Monkey King walked into the house, which was very simple.

Soon the old man prepared some vegetarian meals, and Tang Yu frowned as he looked at the vegetarian meals without any oil or water.

Is this something human eats?

I really don’t know how these bald donkeys are eaten every day without fear of malnutrition?

However, many monks seem to be fat-headed, and I am afraid they are all secretly eating.

Otherwise, you will be vegetarian every day, without any oil or water, and you will be so thin.

“Lao Zhang, your chicken is quite fat?” Tang Yu gave a hint.

He wants to eat chicken, but he doesn’t want to eat these things.

“A person in the family, raising a few chickens can be regarded as a companion.” The old man chuckled.

Tang Yu was startled, this old man was not on the way.

It’s not that people don’t go to the Tao, but who would have thought that a monk, and a sacred monk of the Tang Dynasty, would even want to eat chicken.

Forced, Tang Yu reminded again: “Lao Zhang, is this dish a bit vegetarian?”

The old man looked at him puzzled. Shouldn’t monks be vegetarian?

“Seeing that there are a lot of chickens in your house, no one will eat them, right?”

The old man understood right away and looked at Tang Yu dumbfounded.

“Goku, do you want to eat chicken?”

Monkey King nodded: “Naturally want to eat.” After being pressed for five hundred years under the mountain, he has forgotten what it’s like to be fishy every day.

Listening to Tang Yu at this moment, he couldn’t help but be moved.