[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

So Tang Sanzang lived in Chaoyin Temple for a while, and listened to the empty lectures with the monks in the temple every day.

He is like the hardest and most lonely stone in this temple.Let the rain wash away, let the wind blow, without moving an inch.

On this day, Master Zhukong called him to him with a kind face.

"There will be a grand meeting in Linxia soon, you are in this Chaoyin Temple every day, why not go out with your brothers and sisters to have a look at that time, see a lot, Xu Xin will be able to see a lot."

Tang Sanzang responded, "Where did this grand meeting come from?"

"Nowadays, the emperor is fighting everywhere to calm the world and unify the Tang Dynasty. Since Hezhou is the hometown of the emperor, there are naturally some grand gatherings to sing praises from time to time. But even so, most of them are just for fun, and it doesn't matter what they are for."

Tang Sanzang pondered for a while, although he didn't want to play, but Elder Zhukong told him to go and relax, and it was not easy to refuse, so he nodded in agreement.

After seven days, every household in Linxia stringed up red lanterns. Tang Sanzang didn't know how grand the party was until he saw the continuous lights and bustling crowds.

Everywhere you can see there are fiery trees, silver flowers, gongs and drums, and the crowds are crowded and crowded.

Some people wore blue-faced long-toothed dragon-headed costumes, and danced in dragon poses with their feet up and down. Some people were lying on stools, performing juggling with loose mouths and broken boulders, and some people took a sip of wine, and then sprayed it out and vomited fire.

There are many passers-by, some are dressed in black and red hats, and some are dressed in colorful clothes imitating the Western Regions and attracting people's attention.Laughter, sweet words, joy filled this huge city.And Tang Sanzang followed his brothers and sisters as they shuttled among the pedestrians, looking at the bustling scene by the side of the street, his eyes remained motionless.

Sun Wukong followed behind him erratically, but heard one of his juniors suggest with great interest, "I heard that the current sage is from Lintao, and Lintao is so close to Linxia, ​​do you think there will be Li family members who will also come to participate in this grand meeting in Xiaxia?" ?”

"Do you want to see the royal family and go crazy?"

"He, since he was a child, he wanted to teach Buddhism to the royal family, so don't worry about it."

Tang Sanzang listened to his fellow apprentices talking, his expression remained unchanged, and he didn't participate in their conversation, he seemed to hear it, but didn't pay attention to it.

Sun Wukong looked at him and felt that his master was more terribly silent than he is now when he was a child.

It was exactly the same as that golden cicada, as if after being reincarnated, he hadn't washed away all the past, and still retained the temperament of the previous life.

"By the way, speaking of it, I heard that there is a mountain in Linxia, ​​which is shaped like five fingers, but it's weird. Shall we take this opportunity to have a look?!"

I don't know who's eyes lit up, and suddenly raised his voice to suggest, full of interest.

"Isn't that good? Master only asked us to visit temple fairs, and going out of the city might be against the temple rules..."

The brothers and sisters were all chirping, "I heard people say that that mountain is very scary. There used to be a hunter who heard howling like a ghost in the middle of the night!"

"Yes, yes, the people in the city regard that mountain as a restricted area, so it's better not to go there. If something happens, it will be really ineffective!"

Suspicion gradually rose in Sun Wukong's heart.What they were talking about... Could it be Wuzhishan that held him underneath?

At first, he was so bored that he couldn't do anything.The only thing he can mobilize when he is idle is his own voice, but what is it like crying and howling?

He kept a straight face, but he heard Tang Sanzang, who was absent-minded, turned his head for some reason, and looked at the people with a half smile.

"The mountain you are talking about... I am interested in going there."

Tang Sanzang said, his eyes reflected the lights of the floating world, the lights flickered on and off, and his chest was an unknowing wave.

A group of brothers and sisters didn't expect this boring gourd to speak, they were stunned, clapped their hands immediately, and unanimously decided to go to that mountain to explore after visiting the temple fair.

Naturally, it would be the best to drag this monk, who is usually a taciturn person and loved by his master, into the water.

At that time, the monkeys were still tortured at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, singing songs and dreaming about their past. At that time, Tang Sanzang was still grinding and tossing around in the world to practice Buddhism.

Neither of them knew that there was a moment when they were so close by chance.

Even so close that you can jump over mountains and step through towns to meet each other.

But in the end, it wasn't just the mountains that held them down, but also the night and the destiny.

After traveling for half an hour, the clouds chased the stars, the four mountains were covered with smoke, and the moonlight was like water.

The monks saw a group of people gathered in front of the river, so they followed them, and their ears were full of voices.

I saw dots of lanterns floating on the river, like the souls of the Styx crossing the river, burning with phosphorous fires one after another.

"There have been many wars in recent years, and there are too many dead souls. This lantern is for the purpose of salvation. Let those souls go to the paradise, and don't remember the world anymore."

There was someone explaining it to whom, and the monk was taken aback when he heard this, and then he clasped his hands together and murmured the Great Compassion Mantra to save those dead souls.

There is a constant flow of people by the river, and every few steps they are pushed and squeezed.

Sun Wukong watched as Tang Sanzang and his brothers bought lanterns with three copper plates and put them on the river to do a good deed.

At that time, the wind and the moon were just right, and the night was sultry. Under the grand meeting, there were smoke cages and silver toads, and the river was full of lights, so it was very lively.

At this moment, no one thought that there would be a sudden change.

Tang Sanzang didn't know whether his feet slipped or someone pushed him down, he opened his eyes wide and swayed a few times, his body fell straight forward, and under the eyes of everyone, he fell into the water with a splash!

The sound of splashing water was like splashing in the heart, beating into a flurry of drumbeats.

The crowd was restless at the moment, and the senior brothers were even more stunned, not knowing what to do, and asked each other in a hurry.

"Is he not used to water?"

"I heard that he was abandoned in the river when he was young. He was afraid of rivers and rivers, and he was not used to water."

"What should we do? If something happens to him, Master will scold us to death!"

They were discussing in a hurry, with anxious faces, but no one came up with a countermeasure.

A man on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his voice and shouted by the river, beckoning people who can swim to come down and rescue him.

"Who knows how to swim? Save someone, someone fell! What are you doing standing there? Save someone!"

But even though he shouted hoarsely, none of the crowd stepped forward.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and look at each other.

Sun Wukong clenched his fists, his expression darkened.All these desperate people made his hands itchy and wanted to give him a lesson.

At this critical moment, a young man with a sword came out from the crowd. He was imposing and handsome.

The man took off his saber and threw it on the ground. Without hesitation, he folded his arms and jumped into the river. The water splashed like jade.

Someone from behind was yelling anxiously, "Your Highness, no, no!!"

Sun Wukong looked at this scene, his heart was pounding like four mountains shattered and his face was covered with coolness, like thin frost flowing down his face.But the corner of his mouth was still half smiling, as if he didn't hear the noise from Cangshan Mountain and the world.

I see.I see.

At this moment, he finally knew how he was one step late.

He couldn't help backing away, watching Li Xuanqing dragging the man ashore wetly with Tang Sanzang on his arm, watching Tang Sanzang coughing and spitting water and looking at the man with misty eyes.

Watching him whisper the last sentence before he fainted.

"It's you……"

What I dream every night, what I will meet in this life...

is that you?

This is their beginning, two-two encounters like a drama, and the dust settles.

One finally found the figure he was looking for in this life, and the other finally found the counselor who helped him ascend to the East Palace.

Sun Wukong watched Li Xuanqing give first aid to Tang Sanzang, and half-armed him back to Chaoyin Temple. His features were young, Yushu Zhilan, like green willow sprouting, ten thousand trees shaking branches.

It is precisely the children of Qiajiao.It is precisely the mood.

And behind them, the mountain range covered by the dark and gloomy black air, still resounded with ridiculous and strange howls.Like a monster scratching its head and ears.

Under the vast night, with the frosty wind blowing, one can see all the lingering past events, and watch the two people's backs go further and further away, and finally they are silent in a period of wind and snow embracing each other.

If it hadn't been for the rescue from falling into the water at the beginning, Tang Sanzang might not have met Li Xuanqing, let alone recognized him as a brother of the monarch and his ministers.

He may see the monkey who has been crushed under the mountain for 500 years, and he may even remember all the broken and scattered dreams of the past, and regard the monkey as the only unique existence he is looking for in this life.

Or maybe there should have been thousands of other endings between them that could be written.

But now everything is a foregone conclusion.All the hypothetical encounters and non-encounters can only be regarded as fantasies for self-consolation.

Missing that trip, it is doomed that the two are destined to have nothing to do with each other like a cloud of smoke.

It is doomed to falter in this life, and it will be one step too late after all.