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

I was tightly grabbed by the black bear monster with one paw, and I stumbled towards the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest.

This black bear has never been so flustered since he came to South China Sea. I had a bad feeling for a while and asked, "What's going on?"

The black bear's running hair was all blown up, and he was dressed roughly, and hurriedly said: "Bodhisattva, you can see for yourself!"

Since Hui An left, no one came to sweep the leaves of the purple bamboo forest. The wind blew the fallen leaves all over the ground, and the fallen leaves that had been accumulated for three years were in the forest, rustling when stepped on.

As I was walking, I suddenly saw a bloody footprint on the withered yellow leaf. I hurriedly chased the bloody footprint and ran forward. There were sparse blood stains dripping all the way beside the footprint. Seeing that on the lotus platform in the South China Sea, a huge white fox fell down in front of the pond like a collapsing hill, its snow-white fur was covered with blood, walking through the red dust and snow, like a canvas stained with blood, it was shocking.

Hearing my footsteps, a man covered in blood staggered to his feet from behind the white fox corpse, his once bright eyes were dimmed, even though it was difficult for him to stand still, he still held on. He staggered towards me, knelt on the ground suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have violated the commandment of killing, so I come to ask Master...to punish me."

That last word seemed to weigh as much as a thousand catties, he couldn't hold it up suddenly, and fell forward violently.

Huan?

I rushed over to support him, but I never expected that the moment he threw himself into my arms, a big mouthful of blood would spurt out, and the bright red blood instantly stained the white clothes red, as eye-catching as a torn gash.

It turned out that the intact appearance was just a transformation, but it lost its strength and could no longer support the appearance of the transformation.

I tried to help him up, but found that all the meridians in his body were broken, and he was completely injured.At first I was anxious to find the wounds on his body to stop the bleeding, but later I found out that he had no external injuries at all, only his internal organs were smashed to pieces. If it wasn't for his deep cultivation, he might have lost his breath.

The blood poured out from Hui'an's seven orifices like a gush, and the whole person looked ferocious and terrifying, just like being fished out of a pool of blood.

I have lived for such a long time, and I have seen so many lives and deaths that I no longer care about who dies and who lives. The six reincarnations, birth, old age, sickness and death, in my opinion, are nothing more than flowers blooming and withering four seasons reincarnation. I grew up with my apprentice, and when he was a child, I chased him every day for fear that he would get hurt a little bit. The scene covered in blood was tantamount to stabbing my heart with a knife.

I tried to stop the bleeding, but couldn't even find a wound.

The Buddha made me clean my six senses and cut off my emotions, but at that moment I wanted to hug him tightly, just like when he was young, I hugged him tightly for fear that he would fall into the deep ravine again. But it seems that I can't catch him. He is like sand flowing away in my arms, as if he has sunk from the gap in my clothes. I can't hold him or hold him tightly. I want to keep it. But no matter what, it couldn't be picked up, and the lost life has since melted into the soil, and it can no longer be put back on the injured body.

At that moment, I hugged him, as if he was not some grown-up youth, nor was he some apprentice who caused trouble, but the child from the past who grabbed the corner of my clothes and laughed and made noise, and he couldn’t even reach me when he stood upright. Waist-high, always looking up at me with his head up, his eyes are as bright as a clear pool, clear to the bottom, but reflecting the sky full of stars.

At this time, Long Nu ran over and saw the blood all over the place, she screamed in fright: "Senior Brother Hui An!"

I turned around and yelled at her: "Go to the Heavenly Court and ask the Taishang Laojun for pills! Ask for as much as you have, go!"

Long Nu was staring at the ground in a daze, but when she saw me, she suddenly took a step back in fright as if she had seen a ghost, and said tremblingly, "Ke Ke Ke, what if he doesn't give it to me?"

I shouted: "Then burn his golden palace, kill his Taoist boy, and grab it for me!"

The dragon girl was frightened, her eyes turned red suddenly, tears fell like beads, she covered her face and cried, "You, you are not my Guanyin Bodhisattva..."

I got annoyed when I saw her crying, and shouted, "Get out!"

The dragon girl covered her face, and cried all the way and turned around and ran like flying: "I... I'll just go!"

Seeing her go, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Shancai: "You come—"

Shancai was startled suddenly, jumped in fright, and backed away abruptly, as if I was something terrible, trembling with fright: "I don't know about this, I swear I really don't know, I came here That’s what happened to Senior Brother Hui An!” He stared at me with wide eyes in horror, with tears streaming from his eyes, choked up and said, “I didn’t know this would happen! I really didn’t know!”

I said, "Why are you so crazy? Go and scoop the water from the lotus pond with leaves and pour it on your senior brother, it will keep his soul for a moment..."

Shancai rolled over and got up from the ground, staggeringly rushed to the edge of the lotus pond to scoop up clear water, his hands were trembling and he could hardly hold the ladle, he scooped up a spoonful, and half of it was spilled out by him.

Hui An choked on the blood he had coughed up, but suddenly stretched out a hand to point at me, as if seeing something extremely amusing, the blood kept pouring out from his seven orifices, but he didn't seem to know the pain, coughing He laughed loudly, and said: "Master, you shouldn't be so angry... You are... violating the precept of anger..."

Isn't that mad at you?

I haven't seen Hui An smile for many years, but I never expected to see him smile again, this is the time.

If he was crying now, I might feel better; but when he laughed, I felt as if someone had cut my heart out.

As if he wasn’t in pain at all, he grinned non-stop with his blood-stained mouth, his white teeth were stained bright red, and there was a smile overflowing from his dim eyes. For a moment, I wondered if he did it Frighten me with this look.

However, before I had time to say a word to him, the laughter gradually died down, the tired eyes slowly closed, and I heard him whisper: "Those who cannot die...will be punished..."

Even if he lost his strength, he stubbornly wanted to continue: "I told that demon fox the secret of the South China Sea; I let it steal the water in the clean bottle, it's all my fault, don't tell me again Blame that silly bear, he, his brain is not as big as an almond, and he doesn't know anything. I made my own mistakes, and I bear it myself..."

After finishing speaking, as if he had finally completed what he was going to do, his strength was exhausted and he closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, those dim eyes were covered, and I always felt that he seemed to be asleep, as if he had turned back into the trouble-making child before, knowing that the deep pool of thousands of feet would also fall down Jumping, I insisted on climbing the bamboo that was higher than the sky, and exhausted my courage in the process of climbing, so frightened that I cried loudly in the clouds...

When did he grow up?

When did it jump up like that bamboo, when did it lose those eyes like the clear pool?

He sweeps the leaves of the purple bamboo forest year after year. Every year when the leaves fall, he sweeps away something, just like snakes in the mountains shed their skin year after year. Cut too many things.

I always feel that I know everything, but I find that even if I know the world, it is the first time for me to be a teacher. I don't know how to treat him well.I gave him everything I could. I didn't ask for anything else. I just wanted him to grow up well. Why is it so difficult?

Back then, I saw that Nezha carve out the bones and shave the flesh in front of his parents, dripping with blood, just to repay the grace of life and support, and to restore the freedom of the soul. Even if such a small doll cut off all the flesh and blood from his body, it would be so painful and hideous. I opened a pair of stubborn eyes—at that time, I was afraid that Hui An, like him, would be under the pressure of his parents under the mountain, and he would not even be able to breathe.

I want him to grow up according to his own wishes and do what he wants to do, instead of being trapped in a cage for life.

But after all, what a negligent master I am.I was afraid that I would trap him in a cage like his father and would not be able to use his fists for the rest of his life, so I let him go outside and hit his head with blood. By the time I realized it, he was already covered with scars.

The dragon girl is also very powerful. The elixir that Taishang Laojun worked hard for many years was looted by Monkey King 500 years ago, and finally saved some, and now I looted it again. The old man hugged it distressedly. However, the dragon girl snatched her own gourd pill, and there was not even half of it left.

The Taishang Laojun hugged his gourd and cried sadly: "I am old and my eyes are blurred. It is not easy to practice some elixir..."

The dragon girl expressed great sympathy, and then took away his elixir, all of them.

I used the Taishang Laojun's 500-year-old food to hold Hui An's breath, and then his broken body began to revive, but that kid didn't know how much effort I spent for him to survive, if he died in one breath Well, his soul, which has been rolling in the world of mortals, will definitely not be able to reshape his body with lotus roots like his three-year-old brother.

He is fine, he doesn't appreciate my kindness at all, I have been guarding him in the South China Sea for many days, and when he wakes up, he is lying on the lotus flower and laughing, I don't know what is so funny about him.

Why, one foot stepped into the gate of hell, causing the South China Sea to be turbulent, is it fun?

I said: "Are you still laughing? If you let your father know that you have been out for so many years, you can see that he will not beat you to death."

Hui An's muscles and bones are broken, and it is not easy to grow back. Now he is lying paralyzed in the middle of a lotus flower, unable to move his neck. He only looks at me with a pair of sideways eyes, and said: "Master said that he would suffer for me. No matter how angry father is, he will never dare to hit Guanyin of the South China Sea."

While we were talking, the Dragon Lady arrived with medicine.I found out that after I yelled at her that time, she was very afraid of me. I just turned my head and glanced at her, which frightened her, and accidentally smashed the medicine bowl. I'll clean it up now!" It seemed that I was terribly afraid of me again, not even daring to look at me, and hurriedly said: "I'll go get another bowl!"

After speaking, I ran away without looking back, leaving me blankly watching her go away.

I asked Hui An, "For three whole years, where have you been? Why do you want to hide?"

Hui An couldn't move, tilted his head, looked at me for a while, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said in a low voice, "I told Master, but Master can't remember."

It really pissed me off.

He clearly knew that with the lotus flower covering his face, I couldn't see his past, future, and present, but he still said he told me?

I was almost laughed at by him: "When? Where did you say it?"

Hui An lowered his eyes, sighed after a long while: "Dream."

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at me, bit his lips, struggled for a while, and finally said: "The black fur monster must have told you before—the white fox clan eats dreams for a living, and I learned a way to enter dreams with them. It's a pity that the things in the dream will be completely forgotten when I wake up, leaving only some vague shadows. At that time, I felt that the master knew everything. In order to hide it from you and let the fox steal the elixir, I had to discuss it with them in my dream Only the dream-eating white fox can remember the things in the dream after waking up, so I thought it was safe at that time, so I kept it from you."

I was almost mad at him, and asked word by word: "Have you learned magic with the monster?"

Hui An seldom sees me angry. When I get angry, he jumps in surprise, and says in surprise: "I also conspired with monsters to steal Master's things, violated the precept of killing, and almost caused a catastrophe. Master is not angry, but only Angry that I learned a spell?"

I said, "Yes. I have passed on all the knowledge I have learned all my life to you, and you still have to go to the goblin to learn magic. It hurts my heart."

Hui An hesitated for a while, and could only say: "Anyway, Master now knows that I never lied to you. I really didn't steal Lingji's things that day. I asked him in his dream, and he agreed to lend me. But he I don’t remember it when I wake up, so how can you blame me.”

Me: "...you have violated so many precepts, many of them once or twice."

As we were talking, the dragon girl brought new medicine, looked at me tremblingly, kept away from me, and carefully handed the medicine to Hui An.

Unexpectedly, Hui An said: "I won't drink anymore. I'm afraid now, my broken muscles and bones will grow back later, and I will be beaten half to death by the master. I just don't want to get better."

……

The dragon girl didn't care about him, she tore his mouth open, forcefully poured down the medicine, and muttered in a low voice, "It's all your fault, the original Bodhisattva is gentle and kind, and it's you who turned him into that kind of person." like."

As he said that, he looked up at me, still afraid of me, and ran away after taking Hui'an medicine.

Hui An was almost choked to death, and stared at Longnu with wide eyes in anger: "You girl—"

However, it was useless for him to say that the dragon girl had already run away.

When he finally passed his breath, he could only lie down among the lotus flowers with his head up, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for three years, and she has grown so tall."

The dragon girl ran away, hid behind a pillar, and hid herself timidly, only poking out her small head to look at us.

When I saw her, she dodged and ran out of sight.

I sighed: "Yeah, when they came here they were all little dolls the size of a palm, but when they grow up, they become more and more annoying, and when they run out, they don't leave a shadow behind."

I looked at Hui An, who was lying on the lotus and wrapped up like a mummy, and asked, "Do you know how many leaves have accumulated in the back mountain? It will be left to you for three full years. When your legs are healed, Even if you pick them up one by one, you have to clean them up for me, you know?"

Hui An looked at me for a while, then said softly, "I obey."

I really didn't want to talk to him anymore, and besides, he just woke up and should take some rest, so I got up and left.

He didn't want me to get up together, so he howled in the lotus flower: "Hey, master, why did you disappear, my neck is broken, and I can't turn my eyes..."

……

I didn't want to talk to him at first, but I heard him say again: "Oh, master, master, it's not good, my nose is coming out, my hands and feet are broken, if you don't wipe it for me, I might be suffocated to death. Master, it doesn't matter if you are angry with me, but if it spreads that the chief disciple of Guanyin was choked to death by snot, it will be bad for your reputation..."

……

What's wrong, I think it's very good!The Buddha always said that life is impermanent, and the life of gods is not much better, so you Hui An is the first god in ancient and modern times who was choked to death by his own nose, maybe it can be passed down through the ages!

I was secretly angry when I heard Hui An shouting from behind me: "It's not good, it's going to flow in! Master, if you are angry, kill me, I don't want to eat my own snot..."

……

Well, that's enough for you damn child!

I really had no choice but to help him up. His muscles and bones were broken, and the pain was so painful to move like this. Make a sound.

I wiped his nose with a cloth, and said with a sneer, "Why, you, the big disciple of Avalokitesvara, the little prince of Li Tianwang, went to the world to learn spells from monsters, but didn't you learn how to wipe your nose?"

Hui An twisted his face, looked at me with his mouth twisted for a long time, and then said dejectedly: "I really know my mistake, let Master punish me."

I looked at him affectionately and told him gently: "As a teacher, I won't beat you to death."

Hui An was moved and cried in an instant, tears fell like broken beads, choked up with snot and tears: "Master, you are really kind to me..."

Then, I put him down, looked at him who was crying bitterly and said indifferently: "You should be choked to death by the snot!"

Hui An: "..."

I looked at his desperate eyes and thought, I really failed as a master. I was probably the first master in the world to threaten my apprentice to choke him to death with snot to force him to obey.

All in all, under my stern teaching, my rebellious apprentice finally tremblingly promised that he would never mess around with other moths in the future, and that everything the master said was right, and he would do whatever the master asked him to do. What a great master I was for saving him before he choked to death.

After I rescued him from the brink of death, the two of us sat facing each other, I looked at my disciple who survived the catastrophe, and he looked at his hands with lingering fear, for fear that I would be angry and leave him again .

After a long time, when he calmed down, I asked, "When did you know that fox who stole the elixir?"

Hui An said, "Hundreds of years ago, a long time ago."

I pointed to the white fox corpse the size of a hill, and asked, "Is this one?"

Hui An sighed softly: "It was the one that stole the elixir, but it wasn't the one I knew hundreds of years ago."

"This matter is a long story."

The author has something to say:

Some people say that Zhu Bajie's love poems are well written?

...I started to consider whether to start a business of writing love poems, after all, I am too poor recently.