Pangu Zhengzong in the prehistoric world

The four masters and disciples braved the snow and cold, fought through the steep mountains.

From a distance, they saw towering buildings and quiet houses in the valley.

Tang Sanzang immediately said happily: "Disciples, we have been hungry and cold this day. Fortunately, there are towers and houses in the valley. They must be farmers, nunneries, temples, and go to get some vegetarian food and eat before leaving!"

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and looked at it.

Only saw that there were evil clouds and bad air on the wall, as if there was a great evil ahead.

So he turned around and said to Tang Sanzang: "Master, that is not a good place. I, Sun, see it with my golden eyes, and there is a great evil ahead!"

Tang Sanzang has seen a lot along the way.

Everywhere he passed, where there were demons, they were almost all deep in the mountains.

In a place like this where you can see the fireworks of the human world, there are almost no traces of monsters.

Even if there are, they will not be so unscrupulous.

Just like the carp spirit in the Tongtian River, it will not hang around outside normally.

Tang Sanzang said: "Seeing towers and pavilions, no dangerous mountains, how can it not be a good thing?"

Sun Wukong laughed and said: "Master, how do you know that there are many monsters and demons on the road to the West, and they are good at enlightening the manor."

"They don't care about towers, houses, pavilions, pavilions, they can point to them and deceive people."

"You know that there are nine kinds of dragons, one of which is called mirage. When the mirage gas is released, it is like a tower and a shallow pool."

"If you encounter a big river, the mirage will appear like this. If there are birds flying, they will definitely come to rest their wings. Even if you are tens of thousands, you will be He swallowed it in one breath. This intention is the most harmful. The atmosphere in that wall is fierce and must not be entered. "

After listening to Sun Wukong's words, Tang Sanzang clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, it is because the master is obsessed with appearances!"

"Since I can't enter, I am really hungry."

"Wukong, you should go to get some vegetarian food first, or pick some wild fruits."

"Let's leave this dangerous place as soon as possible to avoid falling into danger."

Seeing that Sun Wukong said it was so dangerous, Tang Sanzang didn't want to cause any more trouble.

But there are many disasters on the journey to the west, how can they avoid them if they want to.

Sun Wukong secretly looked at the southwest direction, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

He thought to himself: "I'm afraid there will be trouble here again, how can I hide just because I want to~"

Retracting his gaze, Sun Wukong said: "Master, get off the horse first, sit down here on the flat ground, and I will beg for some food for you elsewhere."

Tang Sanzang nodded and got off the horse as he was told.

Zhu Bajie took the reins, and Sha Seng also put down his luggage, unwrapped the package, took out the bowl, and handed it to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong took the bowl in his hand and ordered: "Two brothers, this place is dangerous and you can't go forward. Protect Master and sit here steadily. Wait for me to beg for food and then go west."

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng agreed, and Sun Wukong said to Tang Sanzang again: "Master, this place is less auspicious and more dangerous. Don't leave. I'm going to beg for food."

Tang Sanzang said: "I want you to go quickly, come quickly,We are waiting for you here. "

Sun Wukong turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly came back and said: "Master, I will tell you a way to stay safe. This method can protect you from demons."

He took the golden hoop and shook it.

He drew a circle around the flat ground, asked Tang Sanzang to sit in the middle, and asked Bajie and Sha Seng to stand on both sides, and put the horse and luggage close to him.

After doing all this, Sun Wukong clasped his hands and said to Tang Sanzang: "This circle drawn by me is better than the copper wall and iron wall."

"No matter what tigers, leopards, wolves, insects, demons, ghosts or monsters, they dare not approach."

"But you are not allowed to go out of the circle. Just sit in the middle and you will be safe. But if you go out of the circle, you will be killed. ”

Sun Wukong repeatedly told several people, Tang Sanzang followed his words, and the master and apprentice sat down.

Sun Wukong then got up from the cloud, looked for Zhuang Huazhai, and went south.

Suddenly, he saw the towering ancient trees, which turned out to be a village.

Sun Wukong pressed down the cloud and looked carefully. He saw the snow bullying the withered willows, the ice forming a square pond, the sparse bamboos shaking green, and the lush tall pines condensing green.

A few thatched houses were half-covered with silver, and a small bridge was paved with white. Narcissus flowers bloomed slightly by the fence, and frozen chopsticks hung long under the eaves.

Where the wooden door sounded, an old man walked out, dragging a quinoa stick in his hand, a sheepskin coat on his head, wearing a tattered patch, wearing cattail shoes, and leaning on a stick.

He looked up to the sky and said, "The northwest wind is rising, and it will be sunny tomorrow. ”

Before he could finish his words, a pug ran out from behind, looking at the monk and barking.

The old man turned around and saw Sun Wukong holding the bowl, and asked:

"Old donor, I am the imperial envoy of the Tang Dynasty in the East to go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. I happened to pass by Baofang. My master is hungry, so I came to your house to collect alms."

Hearing this, the old man nodded and slapped his stick and said, "Elder, stop begging for alms. You are going the wrong way."

"The road to the West is straight north. It is a thousand miles from here. Why don't you find the main road?"

"You said you were going to the West, aren't you deceiving me! ”

The old man was quite unconvinced and looked down on Sun Wukong.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong was not angry, but just smiled and said: "It is going straight north. My master is sitting on the road, waiting for me to beg for food."

Hearing this, the old man immediately scolded: "You monk are talking nonsense."

"Your master is waiting for you to beg for food on the road, and you are here."

"Even if you walk, it will take more than a month, and it will take more than a month to walk back. Won't he starve to death?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "To be honest with you, old donor, I just left my master and walked here before I could even have a cup of hot tea. Now I have begged for food and I have to take the opportunity to have lunch."

Hearing this, the old man began to get scared and said in panic: "This monk is a ghost, a ghost! ”

After saying that, he quickly pulled away and walked inside.

How could Sun Wukong let him go? He grabbed him and said, "Where are you going, donor? If you have food, please donate it quickly."

The old man said, "It's not convenient! It's not convenient! Let's go to another place!"

Sun Wukong said, "You, donor, are so unruly.! You said I am a thousand miles away from here. If I go to another house, won't it be another thousand miles away? My master is really starving to death. " The old man said: "To be honest, I have six or seven people in my family, and I have only washed three liters of rice and put it in the pot, and it is not yet cooked. You go to another place and come back." Sun Wukong said: "The ancients said that it is better to stay in one house than to go to three houses. (Good money Zhao) I will wait here for a while." The old man was angry when he saw that he was entangled tightly, and he raised his quinoa stick to hit him. Sun Wukong was not afraid at all. He was hit seven or eight times on his bald head by him, just thinking it was tickling him. Sun Wukong laughed and said: "Old official, no matter how you hit me, just remember the number of sticks, one stick for one liter of rice, and measure it slowly. ”

The old man heard this and threw away his staff, ran inside and closed the door.

The family was so panicked that they closed the front and back doors.

Sun Wukong thought to himself: "This old thief just said to wash the rice and put it in the pot, I don't know if it's true or not. As the saying goes, Taoism can make the virtuous and Buddhism can make the foolish, wait for me to go in and take a look."

Good Great Sage, twisting his fingers, used the invisible escape method, and went straight into the kitchen to see what was going on.

Sure enough, the pot was steaming, and half a pot of dry rice was cooked.

Sun Wukong said: "You still want to deceive me, the seven or eight times will be your meal money!"

As he said, he pushed the bowl in, filled the bowl, and then flew back to Zhuanyu Island..