[Journey to the West] The Poor Monk Xuanzang

The two monsters, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, helped the old woman into the cave, put her on the head, and led a group of little monsters to salute, "I've seen the old lady."

Jin Jiao stepped forward and said: "We captured the Tang monk from Dongtu, and we dare not enjoy it alone. Please invite the godmother to eat, so that we can prolong our life."

Yinjiao smiled and said: "I invite my godmother to come, one is to eat Tang's monk meat, and the other is to ask my godmother to help my boy catch that grandson monkey."

"Even the Sun Walker can't escape my golden rope, let me see that Tang Monk." The old woman laughed loudly, stood up, leaning on a cane, and walked down the steps slowly.

Yinjiao walked up to me with the old woman on his arm, pointed at us, as if introducing the lunch menu, pointing all the way: "Mother, this is Tang Monk, this is Monk Sha."

The old woman nodded in a long voice, and tapped Bajie's stomach with the crutch: "This is Zhu Bajie, right?"

Bajie tried hard to shrink his stomach, and said angrily: "Damn old hag, my senior brother will know, I can't spare you!"

Hearing this, the old monster chuckled and raised his hem, revealing a hairy leg.

I was helpless, in the past I only saw beautiful women showing their thighs, but now when I see monkeys following the trend, those hairy legs are really not ordinary.

Bajie was amused, and Wujing said: "I said she was an old witch, but I didn't expect it to be Bi Mawen."

Yinjiao took out a cookbook and handed it to the monkey grandson respectfully: "Mother, do you think the Tang monk meat should be steamed or braised?"

The monkey flipped through the menu and said with a smile, "You still have this kind of skill?"

"Didn't my godmother know about it when I was a boy with my master back then?" Yinjiao smiled shyly, "My godmother likes to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, why don't we become a sweet and sour Tang monk and let my godmother see my child's cooking skills?" Is there any progress?"

The monkey turned his eyebrows and muttered to himself that he didn't know what kind of monster this master was.

"Godmother?" Silver Horn asked.

The monkey came back to his senses and said nonsense: "The Tang Monk's meat is not too busy to eat, but I heard that the fat Zhu Bajie's ears are very delicious."

He looked at Bajie and smiled straight, grinning his toothless mouth: "Cut one off and serve me wine."

Yin Jiao really waved his hand: "Little ones, cut off Zhu Bajie's!"

Bajie panicked and scolded: "You plague-stricken dead monkey, you want to eat my ears!"

When Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao heard this, their face changed, and they wanted to take Monkey King.

The monkey simply showed its original shape, took out the golden rope, and tied the silver horn tightly.

He laughed loudly, walked around the silver horn twice, and even took advantage of it: "My son, it tastes good. After that, he fought with the golden horn again.

Yinjiao chanted the incantation, took the golden rope back into his hand, and flicked it again, the rope stretched out like a spirit snake and tied the monkey tightly round and round.

I have spent so many days with Wukong, but I have rarely seen him in such a mess. I saw him bouncing and struggling on the ground like a caterpillar, but the rope became more and more tight.

Yinjiao laughed loudly, and took the Seven Star Sword to slash Monkey King's head several times. I felt my heart tighten as I watched, but fortunately, the monkey was not injured at all.

"This monkey's head is too hard," Yinjiao snorted coldly, "Little ones, hang this Monkey King up for me!"

He found a purple-gold red gourd and a mutton-fat jade bottle from Monkey King, and he was very pleased when he saw me again and his eyes lit up: "Brother! Now we can eat Tang's monk meat."

"How do you want to eat?" Jin Jiao didn't object any more, instead he picked up the menu and looked through it carefully.

I remembered the various ways to eat monk meat in "Monster Weekly", shuddered, and couldn't help but said: "Since you two are the children of the Supreme Lord, why should you be demons in this lower realm."

Yin Jiao blurted out in surprise: "How do you monk know that we are Laojun's disciples!"

I looked at him, tried to put on an inscrutable look, and started to fool around: "The old gentleman said, you two fled to the lower world while he was discussing with others, and turned into monsters."

Jinjiao and Yinjiao looked at each other with a look of surprise on their faces.

"You two have learned Taoism from him since you were young, and you can be considered as close as father and son. He doesn't want to come and take you in person, but he can't just sit and watch you wait and do evil..." I suppressed my guilt and continued to fool.

"Nonsense!" Yinjiao interrupted me, "It is clear that the Bodhisattva asked me to turn into monsters here, to test whether you are sincerely going west, and how come you said that we have fled to the lower world!"

He stared at me angrily, turned around and walked out, saying loudly, "I'm going to the Bodhisattva for comment!"

Jin Jiao and we looked at each other for a while, our faces were distorted for a moment, and we hurriedly grabbed Yin Jiao: "Second brother, don't be reckless."

"Brother! How can you suffer such idleness!" He said angrily, "You and I have been waiting here for many years, and we have worked so hard to capture Tang Monk and his disciples, but we can only watch and not eat! How easy is it? We, now It will also be said to have fled to the lower realm privately."

"Master must be confused!" Yinjiao folded his hands on his chest and muttered with displeasure on his face, "He never remembers the matter of Guanyin of the South China Sea lent him herbs, but now it's even better, he doesn't even remember the matter of his apprentice being borrowed." Can not remember."

"Second brother." Jin Jiao pulled him weakly.

Yinjiao snorted coldly, turned his head away, and after a while, his figure shrank and turned into a child of twelve or thirteen years old.

The child grabbed the corner of Jin Jiao's clothes, pursed his mouth, and said with tears in his eyes, "Brother, I don't agree."

Jin Jiao let out a long sigh, knelt down and held Yin Jiao in his arms: "Then let's go to the master and ask, is that okay?"

Then the two guys just ran away.

Hey, at least put us down first.I stared at the backs of those two guys going away, speechless for a long time.

Fortunately, I broke the rope before, otherwise, once the two monsters leave, we don't know how long we will hang here.

"Hey, master is very capable," the monkey giggled.

I smiled and shook my head, holding a piece of broken porcelain in my hand to cut the rope on his body.

That shard of porcelain was something I had hidden in my cuff pocket just to deal with this situation.

"Master, you are too slow," he smiled, "this way, you can help me pluck a hair from my body." I still did as I did.

He blew on the hair, and it turned into a sharp knife.

I cut the rope, threw the knife to Wukong, and found a spacious place to lie down and sleep.

The monkey fell to the ground nimbly, and cast a spell to make Bajie and Wujing fall to the ground.

Bajie was hanging there dangling, but unexpectedly the rope loosened suddenly, he fell completely, hit the ground with a loud sound, the ground trembled three times.

I yawned, looked over sleepily, and saw those two guys chasing each other and fighting.

"Master is sleepy." The monkey asked me when he had had enough fun.

I pressed his face and pushed him aside: "Hey, go play by yourself, we'll be on our way later."

He pulled a blanket to cover me and tucked it in: "Master, don't catch a cold."

I smelled the smell of bacon on the blanket, and couldn't help sneezing: "Where did this blanket come from?"

"It should be the one with the silver horn." The monkey replied.

Turns out it was that scruffy kid who liked bacon, tsk.

I pulled the blanket down a bit in disgust, away from my face and my neck, too bad it still smelled so bad.

As soon as I thought that I would become a monk who smelled like bacon, I felt that the whole person was not well, so Ninja was sleepy and struggled to overturn the blanket.

"Master, why do you think the Bodhisattva keeps sending people to test us?" The monkey asked, covering me with the quilt tenderly, as if he was determined to cover me like a Tang monk with cured meat.

Why?Why else, it's nothing more than being full.

"Because they are stupid." I yawned and said lazily.

The monkey didn't seem to expect such outrageous remarks to come out of my mouth, so he regained his energy for a while, tugged on my sleeve, and desperately wanted me to explain clearly.

"Loyalty in this world can only be established." I wriggled out of the blanket and asked Wukong to pour me a glass of water.

"The behavior of probing itself is full of mistrust and uncertainty." We have lived for so many years and have never heard that loyalty and firmness come out of probing.

"The so-called employing people should not be suspicious, and doubting people should not be used." Since the Bodhisattva has chosen us, he should not try.

"Master, you just speak ill of the Bodhisattva behind your back." The monkey smirked.

I poked him, thought for a while, and suddenly felt a little confused—couldn't the Bodhisattva not understand such a simple truth?

If I followed my temper in my previous life, I'm afraid I'd simply throw my sleeves and quit.It's just that now that we've come here, how can we give up halfway.

Temptation is never help, it usually represents doubt, and mistrust.

Why not trust?

These monsters all said that Tang Seng was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and Jin Chanzi was the second disciple of Buddha.When going west to learn scriptures, one is to promote Buddhism, and the other is to give Jin Chanzi a chance to reshape his golden body.

No one knows better than me that I am not a golden cicada.

Since I am not Jin Chanzi, where is the real Jin Chanzi?And why did I become Xuanzang instead of Jin Chanzi and reincarnated to go to the Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures?

What about the Bodhisattva? Does the Bodhisattva know anything?He is so tempting, but is he doubting me?

I suddenly feel uneasy, in case someone finds out that I am not the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi...

I couldn't help shivering, I just felt cold all over.

"Wukong." I couldn't help calling him.

"Well, master?" The monkey ran over.

"Why do you help me go west?" Is it because of the Bodhisattva's advice?Is it for the golden body?Or... I looked at him with burning eyes, and guessed all kinds of possibilities in my mind.

In this world, what can I rely on?Who can rely on?In case it turns out I'm a fake...

The monkey was rare and serious: "Master uncovered the post for me and rescued me from the Five Elements Mountain. There is no way to repay my great kindness."

I let out a long breath, and finally let go of my heart. I felt a little sleepy after my tense nerves were relaxed. I squinted my eyes and dozed off against the stone wall.

When I woke up again, I saw that Wu was full of air and was arguing with the Taishang Laojun.

The monkey said convincingly: "You allow your family members to harm my master, this treasure should be given to me, and I have the right to make compensation."

Taishang Laojun said slowly: "The gourd is for me to hold elixir, the clean bottle is for me to hold water, the sword is for refining demons, the fan is for fanning fire, and the rope is for a belt of my robe." As he spoke, he waved his hand and took the baby back.

The baby I got flew away like this, and the monkey was so angry that he whispered in my ear all the way: "I said, why do those two boys call that old fox lady a godmother? The old man's belt is in the hands of that fox." Here, don't you have to call me a godmother?"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and knocked on his head: "What are you talking about, let's go."