if this is the saint

Zhu Bajie and the others were a little dumbfounded, they obviously didn't mean them, but they didn't dare to move for a while.

The old man looked at the golden hoop in doubt, and moved forward slowly, getting closer and closer to the golden hoop, and murmured unconsciously, "Girl~girl~"

Tang Seng clenched his fists, "Sun Wukong, can't you see that this is a person? Put down your weapon quickly!"

Monkey King didn't move, just watched the old man approaching little by little coldly, is this a person?This 'person' is obviously full of evil spirits in his eyesight.

The buzzing of insects all around disappeared for some reason, the silence was terrifying, even the air seemed to be condensed, Zhu Bajie and the others couldn't help holding their breath, "Brother, you must calm down!" '

The second the old man touched the golden cudgel, he suddenly rushed towards Monkey King...

"do not want!"

At the moment when the blood splattered, Tang Seng rolled his eyes on the spot and fainted.

Zhu Bajie and the others were in a hurry, "Master! Master!"

Why did Tang Seng want to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?

Because Avalokitesvara told him that although the Theravada Dharma he practiced is profound and can be practiced to the extreme, it can only save oneself but not others. Only the Mahayana Dharma of the Western Paradise can save all living beings.

However, he can't even save his own disciples now. Even if he has Mahayana, how can he talk about saving sentient beings?

……

Someone once said to Sun Wukong.

'If you are clearly right and others insist that you are wrong, you have to confess to them. This is what you do in practice. If you can endure everything, you will make progress. '(Note 1)

However, if "it is obvious that you are right, but you have to ask others to repent, that is practice", then he does not need to practice.

Therefore, he has stopped practicing for 500 years.

"Master, you're awake!" This was Zhu Bajie's voice.

"Master, come and drink some water!" This is the voice of Drifting Monk.

"Master, what do you think?" This was Xiao Bailong's voice.

"Where's Sun Wukong?" The last one who spoke softly and breathlessly was Tang Seng's voice, and the address with his first and last name already explained everything.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes, kicked his feet, jumped off the branch, and landed lightly in front of Tang Seng. His extremely prosperous appearance, under the condition of a cold face at this time, was shockingly fierce.

Tang Seng didn't know how many times this face appeared in his nightmares. The more he dreamed, the less he dared to look directly at it in reality. Facing this face without distracting thoughts.

"What about the old man?" Tang Seng asked.

The few people silently looked at the back. There was nothing there at first, but there was an extra grave. Now, there are two graves.

Tang Seng struggled to get rid of everyone's hands, walked over unsteadily, knelt in front of the grave and slammed his head three times.

"Master!" Zhu Bajie wanted to step forward, but Drifting grabbed him, and Drifting shook his head, signaling to wait for changes.

After Tang Seng kowtowed, he took out his rosary, "Monkey King, come here and kneel down!"

Sun Wukong raised his eyes and walked over.

"Big brother..." Zhu Bajie looked at Sun Wukong worriedly. He wanted Sun Wukong to escape first, and it would be good for Tang Seng to calm down first, but Sun Wukong didn't take this suggestion.

Sun Wukong stopped beside Tang Seng, without any further steps.

"Let you kneel down!" Tang Seng closed his eyes and started chanting, but still squeezed out a few words.

Sun Wukong straightened his back and looked at the two crude mounds, "Why do you kneel?"

The rosary in his hand couldn't slide down, Tang Seng opened his eyes, "You killed them, you owe them their lives!"

Sun Wukong sneered, "How do you know I killed them?"

"My little monk saw it with his own eyes!" Tang Seng raised his head and looked at Monkey King, with anger hidden in his eyes.

Monkey King met Tang Seng's gaze, "What you saw with your own eyes is not true."

"Isn't what I saw with my own eyes not enough! What else do you want!" Xu Shi was so angry that Tang Seng even forgot to call himself.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, "What do I want? It's what you want. You obviously saw the old man jumping over and fell to the ground. Did I touch him?"

Tang Seng stood up excitedly, "But what I saw was that you pointed your golden cudgel at him, and he died as soon as he passed by. You didn't do anything, how could there be so much blood!"

"So, you saw me do it?" Speaking of blood, there was indeed quite a lot of spurts at that time, Monkey King conjured up a golden cudgel, and carefully checked to see if there was any blood that was sprayed out. The blood was very dirty. Don't dirty his stick.

This ring was designed ingeniously, and the technique was even more brilliant, and I don't know which level of monster it is.

The act of Monkey King taking out the golden cudgel, in the eyes of Tang Seng, was a signal of threat. Could it be that he was about to use force?Tang Seng felt chills in his heart, "Your speed is not something that I, a mortal, can see through. You are so close, who else but you? In other words, who can kill people under the eyes of your Monkey King? Not known to you?"

Sun Wukong just thought it was funny, "Master, you think of me too invincible. I am not afraid of anyone, but it doesn't mean I can defeat anyone."

I don’t know when, in the eyes of Tang Seng, apart from Bodhisattva and Buddha’s words, Sun Wukong is indeed close to invincible existence, but he will not admit it, "Now is not the time to talk about these things, but whether you admit your mistake or not!"

"I didn't touch, so what's wrong? Even if I did, they are just monsters, so what's wrong with me?" Although Monkey King said so, he was thinking in his heart, is it right to be a monster?Maybe people and gods and Buddhas have the same idea, and demons can be hurt at will.

"Then you are determined not to admit your mistake?" Tang Seng took a few steps back as he said.

Discovering Tang Seng's actions, Monkey King realized something and frowned, "I'm right!"

Looking at the unwavering firmness in Sun Wukong's eyes, Tang Seng stopped talking. He once thought that Sun Wukong was rebellious, but he could be tamed, and the other party's obedience along the way convinced him of this.There is nothing in the world that cannot be changed. He failed to change Monkey King because his constraints were not enough.

Tang Seng before had infinite patience to persuade the howling little white dragon, maybe he would use this infinite patience to persuade anyone, but now, he only has no patience to persuade the old man who occupies his heart. Monkey King in the abnormal corner.

Tang Seng closed his eyes, opened the memory he didn't want to use, and opened his lips to read the scriptures word by word.

That was the magic spell passed to him by Avalokitesvara, and he thought that he would never use it this way.

Ever since he put on the circle of the tight hoop, Monkey King has been trying to find a way to get rid of this thing.In Wuzhuang Temple, he had secretly asked Zhen Yuanzi, but he only got a way to suppress the pain when the mantra was chanted.

Sun Wukong thought that the mental method was more or less resistant to the pain of the curse, but when the familiar pain hit from the inside out, he found that he had made a mistake, and no mental method could work at all.

Looking at Sun Wukong's painful face, Zhu Bajie and the others panicked in fear. They had never seen such a hideous Monkey King because of pain.

I always thought that the reason why Sun Wukong escorted Tang Monk to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures was to earn merit and wash away his guilt just like them, but he didn't know that the reason for the other party was completely different from theirs.

However, how did the majestic Monkey King be controlled by a weak mortal?

Thinking hard!

"Big brother!" Zhu Bajie hurriedly supported Sun Wukong, who was standing unsteadily, and he could clearly feel Sun Wukong's tense and trembling body as soon as he touched it. He turned his head and said anxiously: "Master, stop reading!"

Tang Seng couldn't hear it.

"Master, Eldest brother may know it's wrong, so don't read it yet!" Drifting helped Zhu Bajie to support Monkey King, his tone was full of worry.

Tang Seng acted as if no one was around.

Little White Dragon looked at Sun Wukong, who was already powerless and slumped on the ground, but closed his eyes tightly, but neither shouted nor gave in. Unknown emotions flashed in his eyes, and he simply walked up to Tang Seng and clasped Tang Seng's hand on his chest. Stopped, "Master, there is nothing wrong with the eldest brother, why did you punish him!"

Perhaps with a trace of compassion, Tang Seng stopped and looked at Monkey King, "Are you sure you're wrong?"

Zhu Bajie's heart raised his throat, and whispered: "Brother, we all believe in you, but don't make things difficult for yourself! Let's be soft for now, and explain to Master after we catch the monster."

In less than a stick of incense, Monkey King was already sweating profusely. He opened his eyes and pulled his blood-faded lips, looking at Tang Seng with a crazy sneer, "There is nothing wrong, how can I know it? If you don’t know your mistakes, how can you admit your mistakes? I have no mistakes to admit!”

Seeing that Tang Seng was chanting mantras again, Zhu Bajie hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, don't! Master, stop chanting, listen to me!"

Tang Seng wanted to hear what Zhu Bajie had to say.

"That's it. Master, think about it first. What kind of person is Eldest Senior Brother? Is he the kind of person who kills people at every turn? If he does it, he must have his reasons. If that girl and the old man are just mortals , senior brother, is it worthwhile to kill them?"

"Being human in the past doesn't mean anything. It's possible for you monsters to become fierce for a while."

Zhu Bajie disapproved all over his face, "How is that possible! You don't know that you are a mortal, most monsters also have their own principles, just like our senior brother, who never bothered to tell lies. If it’s a monster, then it must be a monster, and if he says he hasn’t done it, then it must not be him!”

"Of course not him."

"Master, you believed it, and you also think so?" Zhu Bajie said pleasantly.

"You are all monsters, of course you have to speak for him." Tang Seng's face did not have Buddha nature at this time, and he sneered: "I forgot, how could a cold-blooded monster value human life? In your case In my eyes, the two who just died are actually nothing!"

"Oh!"

These few words were bombarded in the minds of several people like heavy artillery, but Tang Seng hadn't finished speaking.

The author has something to say: ps: I may have blackened Tang Seng (?`灬??)

Note 1: Quoted from Buddha said