[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

Houzi once thought that within 500 years, he would hold on to that hatred, thinking about how to escape from the mountain, and how to deal with the old man Tathagata, but that time was too long, and he began to miss his monkey monkey grandson Thinking of the few people who called him brothers and sisters when he was in Tiangong, thinking of the time when he studied and studied in the Sanxing Cave of Fangcun Mountain, hundreds of years ago, they never had the same hatred as they do today.

When the monk pulled him over and covered his face with his sleeve, he didn't feel that he was being attacked by a monster, he just sniffed, and a nameless hatred surged up in his heart.What he sees in front of his eyes is no longer the sleeves of the monk's golden and red cassock, what he smells in his nose is no longer the evil spirit of the mountains, and he is not here anymore. On the pillars, chopping with knives and axes, chopping with swords, eight fires simmering, nine thunders bombarding, the faces of those gods were blurred and hideous. He heard the undisguised words of contempt, and he was faintly afraid.He couldn't move, his body was in pain and he didn't die. He saw that Huaguo Mountain was scorched black, and the corpses of monkeys and grandchildren were scattered all over the field. He saw himself in the alchemy furnace, unable to stand upright, unable to see, and the flames pierced through his ears. The nose is poured in, and after seven or seven days of training, his whole body will be indestructible, and he will become hatred, angry, and murderous, and he will not stop until he turns the Lingxiao Palace upside down!

He doesn't know who Sanzang is. The only monk in his mind is the Tathagata. He hates the monk the most in his life, the monk with the big head, the monk who hides the sword in his smile. This time he doesn't believe in the gamble anymore, he just waved the golden hoop The stick and the Tathagata fought endlessly, and the Tathagata shackled his neck with a golden hoop, and he fell to the head with the stick, and amidst the sound of weapons being exchanged and the sound of the wind, there was someone shouting faintly.

Wukong.

Who is calling him?

Who is calling his name here?

He clenched his teeth subconsciously, the hatred made his teeth numb, but Wukong's clear hatred, as if in his ears, overwhelmed all the accusations of beasts, monstrosities and monkeys.

Wukong, do you want to be killed as a teacher?

——His master?Patriarch Bodhi?No, no, he clearly opened his eyes to see the Tathagata, and he was beating the Tathagata with the golden cudgel in his hand, but another name floated up in his heart: Sanzang, who is Sanzang?

A voice in his heart frantically ordered him to chop the stick down, and everything would be over when he chopped down the stick. Tathagata was beaten to death by him, so he didn't have to be pushed under Wuzhi Mountain. So far, there is no Guanyin, and there is no sutra learner.

Then chop it down, with all the hate, and let it all boil down to—wait, Guanyin? !Learner? !Monk!

The monkey bit the tip of his tongue, and he suddenly pulled out of the illusory scene. His fingers were numb and lost strength due to excessive force, and the golden cudgel fell from his hand.He remembered who Sanzang was and recognized the voice. He staggered a few steps, sat down on the ground, and turned to look at the monk—his master.The condition of the monk didn't look very good, the palm of his right hand was crookedly hanging down, and the golden hoop was clasped in his left hand, but he stood there, as if he had never received any injuries.

"Are you sober? Go and pull your junior brother away."

The monk's eyes passed him and landed on the three demons behind him. The monkey slapped his head hard and stood up holding the golden cudgel, but suddenly heard the whistling wind behind his head—the little white dragon transformed into its original form, Xufa was furious, seeing that he missed the blow, he turned around in mid-air, his long eyes were as big as copper bells, he stared at him and then looked at the monk a few times, revealing a mouthful of sharp dragon teeth, intending to jump down again.

The monkey turned the golden cudgel in a fancy way, looked at the little white dragon warily, and said, "If the master is injured, just wait for me to take care of it", and was about to strike him head-on when he swooped down, but looked at the little white dragon. A huge golden hoop flew out obliquely, and hit the head of the little white dragon that was rushing towards him. After the golden hoop hit the dragon's head, it rolled in mid-air and handcuffed the open mouth. together.The monkey stared dumbfounded at the dragon's neighing and roaring but couldn't break free from the golden hoop. Finally, the scales and beard and hair all over his body fell off, and he landed in human form. He let the golden hoop around his neck, and went straight to Sanzang. He felt that this scene was so familiar, as if I've seen it before, but I saw Sanzang casually picking up a fallen thick branch, hanging his right hand behind him, and his left hand went up——

He no longer cared about the muffled sound behind him, swung his stick and charged towards the other two entangled figures, then turned his head quietly to look at the little white dragon who was being punished by the monk, and slowed down while still muttering something. Move, watch the pig fight with the roller blind.

These two monsters are very interesting. The pig is used to being a marshal, and he is also the commander of the Tianhe River. He has learned good spells. Cutting off the distance and using a rake with one hand is far from him in heart, but it is not bad. In short, he is the master who will not suffer no matter what, but it is a pity that he meets a roller blind.On weekdays, the pig said that it was going to fight with the rolling curtain, and made gestures, but the rolling curtain was always at a disadvantage and didn't talk too much. Occasionally, when it was pushed hard, it would curl the corner of its mouth stiffly, saying that the second brother Dao's magic skills are superb.And according to the rumors, Rolling Curtain Division is so mediocre, even if there is a little white dragon who is ineffective, the immortal Jieyun is good at melee assassination, and he spreads his skills superbly, saying that he will take your little one just by passing by. Fate, that pig probably knows what it is, and it's enough to stop talking about it, and it doesn't have to force him to show his true level.

Now both of them are full of anger and hatred, and their hidden housekeeping skills are displayed. The idiot's melee spells can't get any benefit. Spread the fingers separately, as if nailing it to the wall, the idiot can't think of a way, the nails and rakes are thrown on the ground, together with the half-moon Zen stick, the two demons have one hand to block and fight, and their feet don't suffer , the monkey was watching the good show, and wanted to comment a few words in his heart, suddenly felt a cold look on his back, he quickly raised the golden cudgel, inserted/inserted it between the arms of the two, and opened the roller blind first.

The monkey was still wondering when he was swinging the stick, seeing how hard the finger was pressing, and with such a light pick, he swung it away, and heard the little white dragon scream again, but it was too late, and he couldn't dodge in time ——As soon as the idiot could move his hands, he summoned thousands of loads of sea, river and river water, gushing from behind him, and fell into the violently turbulent water for a while, the taste was fishy and salty, and his eyes hurt when they touched the water.

The idiot was poured like this, and when he wanted to jump up, he was knocked unconscious by Sanzang from behind. He listened to the mantra of purifying the heart in a coma, woke up in a trance, and saw a wet monkey with a monkey face when he opened his eyes. With a ferocious smile on his face and a big stick ready to go in the monkey's hand.He was still thinking blankly that the monkey didn't walk well on weekdays, and finally fell. When he got up, he realized that he was also soaked, his black hair was wrinkled and knotted everywhere, and the pain at the back of his neck felt like it was chopped off by his master. The feel of the whole pig was going to be bad, so I hurriedly raised my head to look for Sanzang.

But Sanzang sat not far away, and Xiaobailong sat in front of him, with his eyes closed, his mouth opened wide, and he exhaled a blue orb, carefully placed the dragon bead on his index finger, and pressed it on the Sanzang on his forehead.There is no abnormality in the skin on the forehead, the ball has penetrated the skin and entered Sanzang's body.

"There is no other way in this barren mountain and wild forest. The dragon ball in my body has the effect of healing. Master's Dharma can suppress it. Put it in the master's body for now, and return it to me after the injury is healed."

Xiaobailong was a little out of spirits after leaving the dragon ball, but after all the two were not far apart, he could faintly feel his own dragon ball, and looked at Sanzang's palm, and there was a blue light under the skin, as soothing as water waves, touching It's extremely cool.Sanzang flipped his right hand to check, only felt that the palm was extremely light and nimble, and didn't feel any pain, and asked Xiao Bailong if it would be difficult for him to leave the dragon ball. It's not a problem, but the master's hand looks good, but he still can't use his strength.

Bajie is very envious from a distance. He also has such a water pearl in his body. He has gathered all his magic skills and cultivation, and it is not much different from Xiaobailong's dragon pearl. It is a pity that the fate of the two pearls is so different that it cannot be Sanzang. So, what is the use of this pearl if he wants it, he can only sit on the ground and sigh enviously.

How could the monkey not know what he was thinking, and secretly scolded the pig for always getting the point wrong, and didn't ask why the master was injured, or why his elder brother was covered in water, so he lifted his leg and kicked the idiot's leg, and the hole in his boot But there is still a foot of water dangling.

Sanzang saw that there was no serious problem with that hand, so he didn't pay attention to it anymore. He could also hold a stick with his left hand, and there was no difference between his left hand and his right hand.

When he met the daughter before, the monkey was safe and sound, but now when he meets the old woman, he has not been tricked. The wind made of human skin clearly blows them all, but why is there any difference?

The monkey first raised the stick as a signal, and replied: "Grandpa just sniffed his nose, followed the way of the goblin, read some things from 500 years ago, don't mention it, just went crazy for a while, and hurt the master." , Grandpa is guilty."

Sanzang was able to calmly replace the word "grandpa" in his tone with me, and then turned to Bajie who had heard that the monkey had hurt the master and rushed over regardless of his appearance, and stopped him.Bajie glared at the monkey angrily, and said: "I was not far away with my Zen staff in my arms, and I didn't smell anything unusual. Suddenly, I felt like I was back in the time when I was demoted to the mortal world. I also saw some things and beat some people. people."

Xiao Bailong nodded his promise, and when he wanted to describe what he had seen, Sanzang had already looked at the rolling shutter, and the rolling shutter also nodded to signal, Ba Jie's right palm was in pain, and his five fingers seemed to be pulled back vigorously Ordinary, stiff and unable to move, while moving his muscles and bones, when he looked up, he saw the rolling curtain looking at him.Although he was fooled by the monkey, his thinking was quite quick. Then he thought about the time when the master was with the monkey, and the three of him were together here. Xiao Bailong understood that he didn't have such skills, only the rolling curtain. Li pretended to be stupid and didn't reveal the truth, but this time he suffered a lot. It would take a few days for him not to be able to flexibly make the tricks, and it was not easy to get angry in front of Sanzang, so he could only stare at him back.

Sanzang didn't see the flirtatious flirtations among his disciples, he carefully searched for all kinds of monsters he had encountered in his mind, all kinds of monsters that could create illusions and confuse people's hearts, but he was still at a loss in his mind.If he wanted to save the wraith, he had nowhere to catch it, he could only wait for the wraith to reappear, and the four evildoers had each hand and foot fixed, and asked him to recite the sutra.I was afraid that the monster would emit some black energy, causing them to fight among themselves and fight again. Thinking of this, Sanzang ordered them to pair up in twos and watch each other closely. It happened to be entangled with the illusion, he is now a mortal body, and it will be slow to heal wherever he is injured, not to mention that he is the only one who can recite the mantra for purifying the heart, if he also fights, he can only fight until death up.

Even so, Sanzang ordered the four demons to recite the mantra for purifying the heart with him, at least remember a few sentences, and start to recite the mantra if something goes wrong, but these four villains are naturally insensitive to Buddhist scriptures , Remember the last sentence and forget the next game, Sanzang only changed the method, one apprentice memorized two sentences, and then read them aloud in turn, it should have some effect, although he didn't know whether the monster used the Buddhist scriptures mantra.

It is also inconvenient for Xiao Bailong to turn into a horse now, he managed to maintain his human form, and Sanzang also let the monkey take care of him, walking in the front by himself, carrying the packages on the roller blind, and Bajie followed the roller blind Beside him, he was still moving his right hand non-stop. Seeing that Sanzang seemed not to be paying attention to him, he complained in a low voice, "Even if it is a beating, there is no need to hit your senior brother so hard. Your slender and perfect hand is just like this. Destroyed by hand, now it is difficult to make a formula, what did you see just now?" Rolling shutters did not look sideways, and the voice was generally soft, like a gust of wind passing by, no one heard it: "I woke up earlier than you come over."

Bajie was puzzled for a moment when he heard his nonsensical answer, and then suddenly understood.They were fighting at that time, fighting each other desperately, and the curtain said that he would wake up first, is this an admission that he did this on purpose? !Immediately, anger came from his heart, and he couldn't behave in a big way, so he could only pinch the arm of the curtain, angrily and whispered: "If you fall into the illusion again next time, senior brother will not give in!"

Sanzang led the way, and walked for about half an hour, winding around the mountain for quite a distance, without any movement, when suddenly he heard tigers roaring and screaming for help.Sanzang only felt that the voice was inexplicably familiar, but he didn't remember the part of the conversation he had with that person. Holding his Zen staff and running around the mountainside, he saw a big worm with a tiger's body and a human appearance, holding a monk in robes in its mouth, The monk's left sleeve was empty, blood was dripping down, his right leg and most of his body were still in the tiger demon's mouth, blood was all over his face, his mouth was already roaring, he vaguely squeezed out a few words to save me.

Concerned that the living person was still in the monster's mouth, Sanzang wanted to open the monster's mouth with both hands first, but because his other hand was injured, the monkey quickly followed up, ignoring Xiao Bailong, shouting "Master, I'm coming" and rushed stepped forward.Although the tiger demon was terrifying and ferocious, it was no match for the former Great Sage Equaling Heaven in comparison to its demonic aura. It was scared by the monkey and took a few steps back. Without using any force in its mouth, the monkey took advantage of the situation and grabbed its upper jaw, pulling it back suddenly. go.

It was just a mere tiger demon. He chanted a spell, and with a strong hand, he tore the monster in half. The tiger blood sprayed all over his face and splashed everywhere. He threw the tiger demon's body off the cliff. , the poor monk had lost his arms and legs, and was lying on the ground motionless, as if he had died.

As a monk, how can he see death without saving him? Although he doesn't know how effective it will be, he still has to give it a try!Sanzang was already supporting the monk, biting his fingers and pointing at his forehead, drawing the resurrection spell that Avalokitesvara used in Wuzhuang Temple earlier.

It was the first time he used the spell on a living person, a dying mortal who didn't know whether he was dead or alive. There was too much blood on that person's face, and Sanzang couldn't draw the spell well, so he hurriedly drank his disciple.The monkey took a torn tiger skin casually, squatted beside the monk, wiped it vigorously with the tiger skin, and when he took it away again, he was terrified.

"Master! No! Who is this person?! A monster?!"

The monkey threw away the tiger skin in his hand, his voice was too frightened, Bajie and Xiaobailong came over one after another, looking at the monk's face on the ground, he was also dumbfounded, and then looked at Sanzang, speechless.

Sanzang finally understood where the sense of familiarity came from before. He was familiar with that voice, but he had never talked about it with the other party—it was his voice, and the monk he was holding was his, with the same face and familiar robes / robe, throwing a broken Zen staff beside him.

He had only seen the death of countless past lives in his illusions, but he had never touched it with his own hands. He immediately suspected that it was the monster, but then remembered that the monster was just an empty skeleton after tearing off the human skin, without flesh and blood. The complete opposite of himself lying on the ground now.

Who is that lying on the ground?

The monk who was exactly the same as him seemed to have opened his eyelids, and his bloody five fingers rested on his wrist. He obviously had no strength, but Sanzang couldn't break free. Seeing the hand go up a little bit, blood stains were left on his sleeve. five fingerprints.

He looked at the hand that was extremely familiar, the nails that were extremely familiar, and the little finger had a scar, where the color was light and the color was exactly the same. The hand had reached his shoulder and touched his face, trembling, pressing him face looking down.The monk's eyes were opened, blood and tears came from the corners of the eyes, a large piece of flesh was missing from the chin, the blood flowed unstoppably, there were faint bones, and the incomplete skeleton stood out.Sanzang was forced to look into his own eyes, the despair and hatred he had never seen before in his eyes, he moved his lips slowly, squeezing out the unsound words,

"The poor monk has been devoted to the Buddha since he was a child, with all his heart... dedicated to goodness. One day, he passed by a certain... village and stayed with others. In the middle of the night, he listened to that... that old woman discussing with the villagers that she wanted... to sacrifice her daughter alive. ...The poor monk, the poor monk saw the daughter and heard the words, she...begged the poor monk, the poor monk took her away in the middle of the night...ah. The old woman came after him in the early morning... accidentally, cough cough, Accidentally fell into a cliff and fell from the poor monk's head... The poor monk felt guilty and wanted to send the daughter to her... her relatives. On the way... was eaten by the tiger demon.... The poor monk's path to learning Still... at the beginning, but, it is already beyond what I can do."

"It's not like that." Sanzang looked him in the eyes and asked coldly, "Where's your apprentice?"

"Apprentice...apprentice?" The monk smiled even more bleakly, with blood foaming from the corner of his mouth: "The monkey... beat me to death at the foot of the mountain with one stick, and the white dragon... swallowed me in one gulp. Pig, ahem, that pig, washed me and hung me, humiliated me to death, and finally the curtain... ate me nine times... My head is hanging on his neck, haven't you seen it?"

The monk held Sanzang's face tightly with his hands, clasped his ears, pressed his head down, and rubbed the corners of Sanzang's eyes with his index finger, forcing him to look into those blood-red eyes with endless hatred and complaints,

"So many times of reincarnation... I died at their hands again and again, on the way to learn the scriptures, what sin did I commit! My whole heart is devoted to the Buddha... just to get the scriptures and save all living beings, why should I be swallowed by monsters! Why do you have to——!”

The hatred spread out from his eyes and infiltrated from his hands, Sanzang seemed to see that he had ended up in such a way, his whole body was in unbearable pain, and he had nowhere to vent, so he could only read his name, gritted his teeth one by one, and pushed him to this place of no return. Lu: Faming, Fayi, Tang Wang, Guanyin, Muzha, etc., placed the heinous scourge on the shoulders of an innocent monk, let him be swallowed by that monster for no reason——

"wrong."

Sanzang said in a trance.

"What's wrong? You were buried at their hands. Why do you worship Guanyin and call yourself a master? You should hate them... You are a mortal, no matter how powerful you are, you are also a mortal. If mortals hate you, you will hate them too , mortals hate anger, you also hate anger—”

"It turned out to be so."

Sanzang's eyes became clear again, he let go of the teeth biting the tip of his tongue, grabbed the monk's hand, and fell off his face, coldly and pitifully, as if looking at himself in the reincarnation.

"What the hell!"

The monk waved his left hand, and his bloody sleeve was empty, revealing a severed limb that had been eaten away. When the blood was thick, he forced himself to penetrate into Sanzang's body, and the blood on Sanzang's face also moved and jumped into him. Inside his left eye—with no expression on his face, he pulled out that eye, and threw it to the ground with bloodstains on it.

"At first I couldn't figure out why the phantom didn't fall on my eldest apprentice alone, and then it didn't affect me at all. It turned out to be this, seven emotions and six desires."

Sanzang was condescending, looking at him coldly with one eye, as if he didn't feel the blood dripping from his left eye socket at all.

"Before it was love, the monkey didn't understand it, so it didn't respond, and then it was... hate. I thought I was not affected because I didn't hate everything, but now I find out where my hatred lies."

The monk opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer, but Sanzang didn't need him to answer, and stretched out his hand to tear his face.

"The daughter's family at the very beginning, and the old woman before that, and now it's me again, can I create illusions of their emotions by putting on human skin?" Sanzang said in his mouth, his hands kept moving, and he forcibly grasped the body that was exactly like himself. The face was torn off, revealing large chunks of mutilated flesh and blood, and the face was thrown on the ground,

"In all fairness, I did underestimate you, but the poor monk is best at dealing with monsters, and you are just as good."

Sanzang pulled the right hand that was holding him by the monk. When he stood up, he found that everything around him had disappeared. His disciples, barren mountains, and everything were replaced by blood red. The monk suddenly laughed twice on the ground. , still using his voice, praised: "The rumored Master Sanzang is really extraordinary, it is Nunu who underestimated him, and Nunu has not seen such a handsome and extraordinary figure as the Master for a long time."

"...Nie Zhang, speak in your own voice!"

Sanzang frowned and said, seeing that there was nothing in his hand, he twisted his fingers, closed his eyes and sang the Buddha's name.

Amitabha!

As the wind blew past his ears, Sanzang suddenly felt his body tilted, and when he landed on the ground, he opened his eyes, and found that he was still at the original cliff, where Xiaobai Longfang had given him the place of the Dragon Ball.He stood up with his Zen stick, but saw his four apprentices besieging a very familiar monk.

The monk saw him from afar, and turned his face to the side and smiled charmingly. Sanzang was horrified to see that his face was covered with rouge and powder, but before he could react, Bajie's face was already livid, and he roared angrily: "Believe me!" I don’t believe your grandfather scratched nine holes out of your face! Any monster dares to imitate our master! Grandpa knows you are a counterfeit when you smile!”

"Oh? Is Nunu smiling so disrespectfully~" The monster still had time to touch his face, and said to Bajie, his tone was gentle enough to squeeze out water.

"Bah! My master never smiles!" Bajie originally wanted to add that my master never called himself a slave, but thinking about it made him feel even more disgusted.

At first, the master was still talking, but suddenly he closed his eyes and fell to the ground. After a while, the monster walked out majestically wearing the master's face and cassock. Like a monster!The monkey wanted to deal with the monster, so he moved his hand after saying a few words, and this move was also an aggrieved hatred!While the monkey was beating, he emphasized that the master had said that killing was not allowed, and the monster was even more unscrupulous, facing their master's face, biting one slave at a time, and flirting at them, as if they were afraid that they would not do anything.

Xiaobailong was opposite Bajie, he didn't dare to use too much force, the dragon ball was turbulent in his master's body, making him unable to cast all his spells, so he had to walk outside to observe the situation, but he was the first to see Sanzang awake, and shouted loudly. Shouted a master.

The Bajie monkeys all turned their heads back and glared at the monster again. One said: "Evil animal, the original version is here, you should die!" The other said: "Grandpa has never seen how a monster is saved when it is alive. , let Grandpa take a good look at it today!" The monster was not afraid, and smiled coquettishly, saying, "I don't dare, let the masters worry about it."

After all, it tore the skin on its own body.

Sanzang yelled badly, and saw that there seemed to be something in the head and body scattered in all directions as the human skin fell off, the monster could giggle coquettishly even with the spare skeleton, the monkey couldn't bear it and smashed the skeleton with a stick , then threw the golden cudgel, hugged his head and screamed.

The bone monster picked the mortals when their emotions were the most agitated and most collapsed, and preserved the skin and the seven emotions and six desires intact. It can be male or female, and with a piece of skin, it absorbs the love, hatred, hatred, anger, and anger of mortals. The ordinary monsters can't deal with it, the original village here has been devoured by it, all the human skins of old and young are hung in the cave, and even this barren mountain is the only monster left.

Although the monkey smashed the skeleton to pieces with this stick, he didn't know that the original bones were all kinds of mortal bones, different in length and different in size. Skin, naturally smells like a mortal.

This bone spirit has accumulated love, hatred, anger, ignorance and anger for an unknown number of years, and all five senses of mortals fell into the five masters and apprentices.Little Bailong lacked the protection of the dragon ball, lost his emotions at first, and gained the hatred of mortals. He tore up his robes, turned into a dragon and wandered among the mountains, and then went straight to the West Sea.

Bajie gathered all his mana to resist, but he saw the black smoke turned into a word of anger, hitting him in the face, the rake in his hand fell to the ground, looking around, at a loss, he suddenly raised the rake and pointed at it again. The monkey rushed forward, yelling that it was Bi Mawen, talking about his troubles in the Heavenly Palace, but before he could make a move, a half-moon Zen staff shoveled him away first.Bajie was pressed halfway, and hit the cliff when he landed. He was in great pain. When he saw that it was a rolling curtain, he didn't say anything, and beat it up with a rake.

The roller blind didn't dodge either, allowing the rake to pierce into the palm of his left hand, grasping the rake with five fingers, but looking at Ba Jie with his eyes, his face was very serious, but his pupils were slack, showing a faint hint of madness.

"Why don't you look at me?"

Bajie didn't answer, he wanted to pull out the rake, but the strength of the roller blind was terrifying, and regardless of the blood in his palm, he firmly grasped the rake, not letting him let go.

"Whether it's Majesty Lingxiao, or now, why don't you look at me?"

Rolling blind repeatedly asked, Bajie was already impatient. His whole body said that Grandpa wanted to lose his temper and wanted to fight with someone. Whoever you are, I saw monkeys swarming up and got entangled in the rolling blind. Naturally, he wanted to fight him, but the man in front of him didn't know what to do, he neither hit nor let him go, he kept muttering to himself, and kept asking the same thing.

In the old days when we met in the Lingxiao Palace, when we met Tianhe in the past, when we heard about the reputation of Marshal Naipeng, when we met in the past, I never saw you look back, never saw that gaze fall on my face.

Why is this so!

"What are you doing! Do you want a fight!" Bajie blurted out, ignoring his own rake, and wanted to call the water with his right hand. Although the roller blind was insane, he subconsciously remembered that the opponent's hand was suppressed by him , grabbed his hand, without saying a word, turned into a black wind, wrapped Bajie away.

At the other end, the monkey was full of bewilderment, clutching his chest with his left hand.He has never experienced this kind of feeling before, this kind of soreness all over his body, which goes all the way to his heart, like when he saw a peach when he was a child but couldn't eat it himself, when he saw a beautiful flower and wanted to keep it but saw it withered, his whole body was uncomfortable. Comfortable, but I don't want to fight, I only want to look at that person, but I can't let him see him, I want to sneak a look at him, look at his back from a distance, I want to stand beside that person , but he couldn't tell who it was, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Sanzang with an expressionless face.

Obviously grandpa's idea at the beginning was to kill the monk as soon as he came out, so why did he accompany the monk to learn scriptures?Obviously grandpa had countless opportunities to kill the monk countless times when Guanyin was not paying attention, ate his flesh, and buried his body—but after he thought about it, it seemed that eating the other person's flesh was also a good idea.

The monk's eyes never stay on him, maybe turn the monk into a monster and bring him back to Huaguo Mountain?Coax the monk to live in Huaguo Mountain, grandpa went to the underworld to draw a book of life and death, and there is no need to fetch the grandma's West Scripture, how happy!Or is the monk unwilling to be with him on Huaguo Mountain?He wants to be like Avalokitesvara, living in a purple bamboo forest, accepting gold, wood, water, fire, and soil, and he doesn't need him, Bi Mawen, this monster monkey, or this evil animal at all.

Monkey has never experienced the love of mortals, but now he suddenly encountered this opportunity and felt uncomfortable all over. He just wanted to go back to his Huaguo Mountain, and he wanted to take the monk back with him, otherwise nothing would be missing—the rest of the monsters He doesn't know who it is, and he doesn't know who the immortal Buddha is. The world is so big that he only has that one person in his eyes, and he only wants to show that person his magical powers equal to the sky.

This kind of thought is no longer his own, all the infatuated and resentful emotions in the bone spirit are gathered in the monkey's heart, encouraging him to walk towards Sanzang step by step.

It's a pity that the last anger fell on Sanzang.

Sanzang has nowhere to be angry. He has been taught since he was a child that there are monsters that devour the emotions and desires of mortals, and the most fearful thing for exorcising demons is to encounter such monsters, devour their inner emotions, and then take revenge on themselves. Fayi once knocked He said with his head: "You don't need to be filial to Lao Tzu, and you don't need to love Lao Tzu. Who knows if the monster will turn into Lao Tzu's appearance to lure you", and he doesn't have any love/desire. There is a past, but hatred and anger have never really taken root in his heart.

He doesn't hate those monsters, he pities them, but he is also different from Guanyin, he is tolerant of monsters, takes them back, uses them individually, he supersedes them, wipes out the hatred of the past life and the current life, and turns into a soul to enter the reincarnation.The hatred and anger that he occasionally reveals are often wiped out along with the ghost's soul.

Sanzang thought of calmness in his heart.

Very irrational, like the feeling of fire burning in his heart, repaying debts with his own body, falsely accused by traitors, exiled for three thousand, his wife was taken away, his child was thrown into the river, his mother died in vain, monsters cannibalized people, and mortals encountered too many troubles when they entered the world. Layer upon layer on top of his calmness, it stimulated him, taught him to be angry.

What he saw in his eyes was his great apprentice, holding a golden cudgel, walking towards him in silence, and what he thought in his mind was that the monkey would either beat him to death with a stick, or send him into the mouth of other monsters Suddenly, the Huangfengling monkey blocked him again, and the monkey called his master. He raised his Zen staff with his right hand to chop down, but his left hand held his right hand tightly to prevent him from moving. With the mantra of purifying the heart.He handcuffed his left and right handcuffs together with a golden hoop, twisting them into a ball, unable to loosen them.

The monkey didn't care what Sanzang was doing, he stood still in front of the monk, not knowing what to say, and suddenly said, "Monk, do you want to follow me back to Huaguo Mountain?"