[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

This mountain road is also full of twists and turns. The mountain is full of foxes and rabbits, a thousand-foot python, and a ten-thousand-foot long snake. When they see a living person coming, they will swim over. The monkeys stick one by one, and the pythons are tightly entangled, but they can't hold one. Thousands of long golden cudgels were thrown down the cliff together, and the sticks became smaller and slipped back into the monkey's hands.Although he has great supernatural powers, but the boa constrictor is in a ball, his wrists are sore and tired, and he thought of a good solution once he turned his eyes, and raised his hand to pat the white dragon horse's ass: "Junior brother, it's up to you."

Little Bailong is also strange, his body shape is also similar to that of the boa constrictor, but he is extremely disgusted with snakes with smooth scales, cool and greasy all over his body. The body didn't move, so he had to cast a spell, the soul escaped from the horse's body and turned into a white light, only the dragon's head was visible, singing and walking around the mountainside, all the trees and thorns were broken by the dragon's chants, trembling, the fox ran The rabbit hides, the boa constrictor also scatter in all directions, not daring to make trouble, Xiao Bailong returned to his real body triumphantly, but before he could take another step forward, an old woman suddenly fell straight down from above their heads.

The old woman seemed to have accidentally fallen off the cliff, screaming shrilly, grabbing wildly with her hands, just facing the direction of the rolling curtain, the rolling curtain was responsive, holding a half-moon Zen stick in her right hand and propping it up on the mountain wall, she leaped up and lifted the old woman Hugging, the monkey stretched out the stick just in time, and the rolling curtain tapped lightly on the golden cudgel, then folded and fell back to the ground.

The eyes of one person and four monsters fell on the old woman at the same time. The old woman seemed to be overly frightened, closed her eyes and gasped, and fainted. The roller blind placed her gently on the ground. When she was about to leave her hand, the hand suddenly grabbed the roller .The old woman just woke up, her eyes were cloudy, she squinted at the rolling curtain for a long time, then her eyes fell on Sanzang who was beside her, her pupils suddenly widened, but her face was very strange, wrinkled and mottled, motionless: "It's you!" ——It’s you, a monk who has suffered a thousand crimes! I kept you with good intentions, but you hooked up with my daughter! Teach her to run wild! You——!” She didn’t know where the strength came from, and she threw away the hand that rolled the curtain, and rushed In the past, he grabbed Sanzang's cassock/cassock, gritted his teeth with hatred in his tone, and grabbed her arm by the clothes regardless of the roller blind.

Rolling the blind felt cold and dry to the touch, and he didn't exert much force. When he looked carefully, there was only a skeleton left on the old woman's right hand, and the rest of the belt was in his hands.

The other three demons still felt that the news that their master had eloped with someone else's daughter was unheard of at first, and Houzi even guessed whether it was something that happened before he joined the group, or that one of his juniors was actually a woman disguised as a man, and then resolutely denied it My own guess: In the eyes of the monk, I am afraid that all immortals except monsters are the same, so how can he go to war for a mortal woman, not to mention how can a mortal woman be as good-looking as a monk?

The old woman was still pestering Sanzang, complaining with blood and tears, that she was kind enough to let him stay, but she left with her daughter privately in the middle of the night, and while talking, the top of her head was suddenly cracked, and a piece of her skull was sunken. But the old woman didn't know that when she reached out to wipe away the nonexistent tears, two deep black and empty eye sockets were revealed.

The master had also said earlier that the wraith should not be taken lightly, and the wraith only entangled the master, except for its terrifying appearance, it did not cause any real harm. The four villains surrounded Sanzang and the old woman, Or hold your chin, or think hard.Bajie pushed and shoved the monkey, saying that you claim to have sharp eyes, you can see the real body of monsters in the world, and it is so difficult now?The monkey sneered, pointing at the monster with certainty: Grandpa said that it was a pile of bones, if he had to call it a monster, he could call it a monster for now, but he remembered something, and laughed at Bajie: Didn't the younger brother say that she was a beautiful woman? Why, when a beautiful woman is dying, is she not a beautiful woman anymore?Xiao Bailong shakes his fan and nods, saying that what the senior brother said is reasonable, how about the second senior brother go and ask, what happened and why are there resentful spirits?

Bajie had no choice but to bite the bullet and asked, but the old woman ignored him, staring at Sanzang with both empty eye sockets, her hands gradually became dry and bones were exposed, the white sharp bones broke through the human skin, and the nails smoothed out. Wearing cassock/catch it up, and when I was about to go up again, the monkey grabbed the bun and pulled it back.

"Master, can Grandpa throw this thing down?"

The monkey asked sincerely, with strength in his hand.

"No, you press and hold it like this, and try to save it for the teacher."

Sanzang pondered, and handed his right Zen stick to Bajie (Bajie threw himself to rake it on the ground, and hugged the master's Zen stick, expressing that he could defend the Zen stick with death), straightened his cassock, and sat cross-legged on the ground .The monkey was a little worried. Seeing the three unfilial and disloyal juniors back away three feet, looked at them from afar, cursed secretly, and asked Sanzang anxiously, "How powerful is this super-salvation curse, master?"

"Don't worry, Wukong, as a teacher, you can save monsters while they are still alive." After Sanzang finished speaking, the monkey became even more worried. He was afraid that the monk's mantra for saving lives would be too good, and he would be sent to the west along with the bone monster in his hand. What to do, this master and junior brother have not yet arrived, and the soul of the senior brother has arrived first, I can't believe it, let go of my hand——

When the old woman was held down by the monkey, she still stretched out her bony paws to scratch Sanzang, but what the monkey grabbed was only her bun. The old woman broke free from her white hair and scalp, and rushed towards Sanzang with her half-bald skull. When it climbed up, the monkey only remembered Sanzang's bare hands, and only remembered the faint green light on his paws. If the monk was caught, the poisonous corpse would inevitably spread. The cudgel had already moved first, and the old woman's skin burst and her skeleton was broken, and she rolled and fell down the cliff.

Just now, Sanzang was thinking about the black smoke that came out from the woman who had her chest cracked with a stick by the big disciple, and how they all lost control of their emotions, as if they had fallen into an illusion, so they hesitated to do anything to prevent falling into that illusion again, but saw Monkey swung down the stick, and there was no weapon in his hand to block the golden cudgel. He saw the fragments of human skin all over the floor turned into ashes and scattered into the wind.

He immediately held his breath, quickly pulled the monkey who seemed to have suddenly realized that he had done something wrong, and raised his sleeves to cover his face. Tried to put the sleeves down, but got caught.

The veins of the monkey's hands holding his sleeves were exposed, and he held the cassock tightly, as if trying to grab a hole. He slowly turned his face to look at Sanzang, his eyes narrowed slightly, there was a trace of scarlet in his pupils, his lips He pressed his lips tightly together, his face was serious and terrifying, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed, and when he looked down at Sanzang again, the hatred in his eyes was about to show.

"Grandpa made a mistake. He wants to hold down at the foot of that broken mountain for 500 years! They can beat me Huaguo Mountain, why can't this Lingxiao Palace be beaten!"

The true fire of Samadhi was burning in his eyes and pupils, he hated every word and every word, showing a fierce look, his right hand clasped Sanzang's wrist backwards, and the bones in the tiger's mouth creaked.

"Grandpa hates the monk the most in his life, the big-headed monk, the monk who hides a knife in his smile——hmm!"

Sanzang didn't wait for him to finish, he turned around and took out the gold hoop from his sleeve, the gold hoop grew in the wind, it was bigger than the monkey's head without leaning to one side, it slid to the neck and tightened suddenly, Sanzang grabbed it.

"What are you crazy about!"

Sanzang's left hand was held immobile by the monkey, while his right hand grabbed the golden hoop, shackled the monkey in his arms, and began to chant the mind-purifying mantra to the monkey's ear.The monkey was also full of monster power, he gritted his teeth and resisted the mantra, his pupils were dilated, and he stared at the ground, but he seemed to see the Tathagata Buddha in front of him, with a blurred smile and a huge palm, he didn't know what to say, so he pressed down on him , Hatred arises from the heart.While reciting the heart-purifying mantra quickly, Sanzang raised his eyes to look at the other three disciples, the three monsters also fought into a ball, with hideous and terrifying faces, as if they had met their most hated opponent, and they showed no mercy.

The monkey let go of the hand that restrained his sleeve, and the golden cudgel was propped on the ground. Sanzang had never seen such a surge in his demonic power. The mind-purifying mantra was fruitless, but when the monkey heard the disturbing mantra in his ears stop, he swung the stick upside down with his right hand, trying to slam Sanzang behind him, but Sanzang held the golden hoop in one hand, and met the golden hoop stick with the other—— The power was extraordinary, almost shattering his palm bones, but Sanzang subconsciously called the monkey's name.

He heard someone calling his name in the dark, not Monkey King, or Bi Mawen, this name was bestowed by his first teacher Bodhi Patriarch, and since then he has never heard of it again. It is a certain monkey from a certain mountain in a certain place, and it also has a name and surname. In the future, this name will also be majestic and shocking, or fear or awe or disdain, but the voice is not like that.

The voice asked again, Wukong, are you going to be killed as a teacher?

The Tathagata Buddha disappeared, and the gods and bodhisattvas all over the sky also retreated. He blinked panting, his pupils were burning hot, just like the burning pain he could not see in the alchemy furnace, and his palms and fingers were numb. The hoop slipped from his palm.

The monkey had a splitting headache, and the restraints around his neck suddenly disappeared. He walked forward a few steps before sitting down on the ground, turned around and looked at the source of the sound. , looking at him, sighed.

He heard that Wukong again.

Subconsciously, with all kinds of emotions, it was no longer the voice of his master who reluctantly agreed to go on the road with him at the beginning.

The author has something to say: Sanzang is a mortal after all, if the monkey runs away, the mortal body of Sanzang will not look very good

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