[Journey to the West] Tucao Emperor who was delayed by Buddhism

Xuanzang and his four masters and apprentices finished learning the scriptures, and the whole Western Heaven took a sigh of relief, saying that it is considered as sending the Buddha to the west, and the three volumes of the scriptures have been sent to the West after tossing for so long, and then they only need to give them five Seal a useless seat, and we can all rest.

Puxian told me that everyone should not be worried, it is an attitude of universal celebration.

All of them are not as happy as they are, but I am the only one who is extremely anxious. Thinking about the grievances between me and Jin Chanzi a hundred years ago, it may not be a big deal to others, but Jin Chanzi is a serious person to death. When he was a young monk, he liked me very much, but now that he has recovered, he suddenly remembered the old grudge between us, which is not good at all.

Once there is a ghost in my heart, I can’t be at ease. Sun Wukong led the white horse to me and greeted me happily. I only smirked at him in cold sweat, but I didn’t know that I, the Guanyin of the South China Sea who was never afraid of anything, now gave him a gold medal. Cicada was so frightened that his chest and back were drenched with sweat, and he had never been so nervous when life and death were imminent.

Sun Wukong led the white dragon horse, regardless of whether the little white dragon still wanted to be a horse or not, he said to me brokenly: "Bodhisattva, you don't know, it's too casual for me to wait for the second half of the journey. It’s been like this for a long time, why did Lao Sun bother you so many times?”

I can only say to him: "This is your doom, there is suffering and difficulty, you can't escape."

Now, the more I say this, the more slippery I get, and it has already reached the point where I can't think of it.

Just at this time, the little monk who had been walking behind came in. When he first came to Daleiyin Temple, he was impressed by everyone. He widened his black eyes and looked around, very happy.

The strange thing is that the guy usually talks a lot, but now he doesn't say a word.

The Buddha delivered his leadership speech as usual, nothing more than building a harmonious Western Paradise, welcoming newcomers to settle in, and many hints and so on.

Although this period of history is described in legends in the future, it is very boring that day. The Buddha only said a few words, and there are many taboos that cannot be said, so I have to reverse the few routines that can be said It went on and on and on and on until no one wanted to hear it anymore.

Many years later, I was fortunate enough to look through the booklet of meeting minutes at that time, and I admired the recorder's ability to make up words.

It should be noted that most of the Buddhas in the Western Paradise are very mourned. To put it nicely, the six realms are all empty and have no worries. I have no interest in worldly things when my six senses are pure. Let's face it, no one is interested.

The four masters and apprentices are very fresh, just like star fans seeing their idols, they can't wait to roll all over the floor to get their autographs.

After the Buddha finished speaking, he motioned Xuanzang to say a few words. After all, he was going to be conferred a Buddha, and he was about to recover his memory. Everyone wanted to see how he was different from Jin Chanzi.

But Sun Wukong said for him: "My master can't speak, he swore a dumb oath."

As soon as he said that, the little monk nodded solemnly, looking very serious, as if this was the greatest decision he had ever made in his life.

After nodding his head, he held his head proudly, waiting for others to comment.

When he said this, outsiders didn't react at all. Those of us who knew him in the past all widened our eyes in astonishment, stunned in place like a thunderbolt, and none of us was calm at all, as if the sky was falling in horror.

Tathagata was also shocked and speechless. He sat in the front seat and forgot all the words, and looked at me in amazement for help.

I signaled him to calm down, there are no novelties in this world, Jin Chanzi's mind is like this, a new idea every day, we can still blow his mind.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, I could only speak for him, but I didn't prepare any speech, so I could only talk nonsense.

Fortunately, all the people present are acquaintances, and the process is the same anyway. Once the letter in charge of the paperwork is fabricated, our meeting will be extremely bright and holy.

I am a more down-to-earth person, my words are relatively simple, and I am not good at speeches: "Wukong, here are the three volumes of the scriptures, please take them back."

People: "..."

Puxian said next to my ear: "They are all from my own family. If you don't pay attention to it, you don't pay attention to it. You don't pay attention to it."

I said: "I can make a living, anyway, everyone is frightened by Xuanzang's dumb oath, and no one listens to my speech."

I flipped through Tathagata's speech notes: "Wukong, you like fighting so much, you will fight against Buddha in the future; Bajie rarely eats, so let the envoy of the altar purify the altar, and I will give you all the offerings and fruits in the world; Wujing So I will be a golden-bodied arhat, and they have been short of people in the arhat department, and they have been arguing for a while; little prince, you will be an eight-part celestial dragon and horse from today."

Tathagata listened beside him, thinking that it was almost the same as when he was drafting the draft. He heard that there was one missing, so he stretched out his hand to push me and said, "There is one missing, Xuanzang didn't talk about it."

I said frankly: "I don't know this word, you can tell me."

Tathagata: "..."

Sigh, but I do this Guanyin casually. I am an uneducated person. If I don’t know it, I don’t know it. I never pretend to know it. After all, I am the magnificent Guanyin of the South China Sea. All have to be changed accordingly.

It took a long time for Tathagata to calm down and waved to Xuanzang: "You were my disciple in the previous life. Since you have obtained the scriptures and achieved consummation of merit and virtue, you will be the Buddha of Zhantan merit and virtue from today onwards, and I should restore it to you." Remembered."

The little monk rubbed his hands excitedly, looking eager to try, for fear that the Tathagata would think he was neglectful, so he nodded vigorously even if he couldn't speak.

After all, the Tathagata stretched out a hand, covered Xuanzang's bald head like coaxing a child, and patted it three times.

It was really like enlightenment, a little enlightenment, hundreds of years of memories flooded into his mind instantly, it was hard to tell whether it was pain or joy.

Xuanzang stood where he was, his eyes widened in disappointment, and countless thoughts surged in his heart. In just a few minutes, he cried and laughed, accepting himself as if accepting a stranger.

It is not easy to restore the memory of hundreds of years, and it is even more difficult to retrieve the character of the past. Besides, he is neither Jin Chanzi nor Xuan Zang. The two are completely different, with completely different memories and beliefs , the two forces were constantly fighting and tearing in the same body, as if they were about to tear his thin body apart.

All the Buddhas in the Western Paradise watched silently, wondering whether he was Xuanzang or Jin Chanzi after his memory recovered.

It was like a lost self stumbling forward for hundreds of years in a dark cave, and finally saw a little light like a firefly in an infinitely dark environment.

Tathagata has always believed that this kind of collision and fusion between humans and gods will be a good medicine to save Xitian, will bring new blood to the lifeless Xitian, and may be the only hope to change our current environment.

But now this only hope is struggling alone in the torrent of past life and present life.

Under everyone's heavy eyes, he suddenly raised his head.

West Heaven's only hope has raised its head?

Everyone was excited, as if they saw a spark in the darkness, and we have been walking in the darkness for so long that we have forgotten what the light looks like.

For a moment, Puxian told me that he felt that Xitian could still be saved.

Pinning all hopes on such a fragile body is like placing a pearl in a dangerous building. No one can tell whether it is right or wrong.

Hope opened his eyes.

Hope's eyes had a sternness that was never there before.

...Why do I feel that the development of this situation is not right.

Xuanzang, no, Jin Chanzi, no, Zhantan Gongde Buddha turned his head, his eyes swept over the faces of all the people in the Western Paradise, as if he was looking for something.

Then his eyes settled on me.

I saw the Zhantan Gongde Buddha who had been silent for a long time probably forgot his silent oath, opened his mouth suddenly, pointed in my direction, and shouted at me: "Avalokitesvara!"

"I'm not finished with you!"

I was startled, turned around and ran.

The dumb oath was made by little Xuanzang, and now Jin Chanzi refuses to admit it.

Thus, the only hope of the Buddhas of the Western Paradise came towards me with gritted teeth amidst the expectant and regretful gazes of the crowd.

I am usually stubborn.

Jin Chanzi is my nemesis, when I meet him, I have to be cowardly.

I looked around and saw that all the Buddhas in the Western Paradise were looking at me expectantly, one pair after another was full of hope.

They were probably waiting for me to say one or two important words, enlightening Jin Chanzi who had just returned from a lost journey, making him wake up and make a contribution to Xitian or something.

Anyway, he is the default savior.

I feel that at this critical moment, all the decisions I make are crucial. For me to wait for the western sky, I should take on the responsibility of being the Guanyin of the South China Sea.

I summoned up my courage, raised my head, raised my fragile chest in front of the Buddhas of the Western Heaven, and watched the golden cicada rushing towards me with brave eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Jin Chanzi's eyes are as cold as an ice abyss, his teeth are gritted like a mortal, he doesn't look like a Buddha with pure six roots, oh no, he probably has pure six roots, but he breaks the precepts when he meets me. This is what we left from our previous lives Nie Yuan.

He shouted hoarsely with all the strength in his heart: "I have not forgotten to settle accounts with you in ten reincarnations! You stop, don't run! I know you even when you turn into ashes!"

"If I hadn't recited a curse to seal me from speaking, how could I have ended up tossing that monkey for so many years!"

I heard Monkey King muttering aggrievedly next to me: "Master, you hurt people by saying that."

At that moment, for the sake of the common people in the world, for the suffering in the world, for...

for……

……

I turned around and ran decisively.

Xitian's last glimmer of hope, the only chance for the common people in the world to be saved, was snuffed out just like that by me, who was cowardly.