[Journey to the West] The Poor Monk Xuanzang

The river water was as black as ink, and even the splashes were not white at all, which looked very strange against the blue sky and green trees.

I sighed with regret, it is really depressing that there is no way to take pictures of such a spectacle and upload it on the Internet.

"Why is this water black?" Bajie yelled from the side.

"I think it's the house that spilled the indigo vat," Drifting said.

I never thought that my three apprentices would have such a rich imagination. Have you ever seen someone whose indigo vat can blacken a river when it is splashed.

"Wukong, how wide is this river?" I asked.

The monkey said: "Master, don't worry, wait for the old grandson to have a look." While speaking, he flew far away close to the surface of the water.

After a while, the monkey said, "This river is about ten miles wide."

"Is there a ferry?" I asked.

"No," the monkey shook his head, "this water is very strange, there are no birds in the water, no cattle and sheep on the shore, and the water is also vast, and there are no boats."

While he was talking, he suddenly saw a small spot in the distance gradually expanding, and when he looked closely, it was a small boat.

The boatman had white beard and hair, his face was full of wrinkles but he was still in good spirits. He supported the boat and shouted from a distance: "Ahead is the person who wants to cross the river?"

Bajie waved again and again, and said loudly: "Boatman, we want to cross the river!"

I was very happy to see someone, and was about to go forward, but was grabbed by the monkey.

"Master, there is something strange," the monkey said loudly, staring at the boatman, "just now there is no boat on this river, and there is not even a ferry on either side. This old man who suddenly appeared must be a monster."

When the boatman got angry, he punted and was about to leave: "You little monk who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong! I won't cross, I won't cross."

"Brother Monkey, you talk nonsense!" Bajie hastily pushed the monkey away, and waved at the boatman: "This brother of mine talks nonsense, old man, don't get angry."

As Bajie said, he helped me to get on the boat, and waved to the monkey again: "I will escort the master there first, senior brother and brother Sha will wait for the second trip."

As soon as I stepped on the boat, I hesitated for a while, and subconsciously glanced at the monkey.

Wukong carried Bajie back, helped me sit up again, then stood beside the boatman himself, and said with a smile: "Old man, you have to be careful, my master can't help but be scared."

The boatman gave me a gloomy look, then looked at the monkey and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, little master. The little old man has been on the boat all his life, so he knows how to measure it."

While speaking, the boatman was holding the boat, with a long pole in his hand to push aside the black water of the river, and the boat slowly walked towards the river.

I felt uncomfortable from the old man's look just now, and saw the monkey's look of high spirits, and I understood it seven to eight times in my heart-this monkey clearly saw that it was a monster, but still let me board the boat!

Suddenly, the ship shook violently, and suddenly a giant tentacle pierced out of the water, snapping the ship in half.

I screamed and fell over. Fortunately, I held my breath in time to avoid choking on the water.But at this moment, the water blinded his eyes, and he couldn't distinguish the surrounding environment.Fumbling with his hands and feet, he felt a piece of something floating on the water.

I hugged the thing in a hurry, and the whole body barely floated on the water. I touched my face and looked around holding the board.

I saw a vast expanse of water, and occasionally there were a few pieces of shattered sawdust floating on the water.

In the distance, there was a monster with half of its head protruding, and it was half the size of a room from a distance. The monster was waving its tentacles and was fighting with Wukong back and forth.

"Wukong!" I called the monkey loudly, and the white-bearded and haired boatman stood less than 50 meters away to my right.

The boatman stood on the surface of the water with his hands behind his back, and he lost the long pole in his hand. He watched Wukong fight the monster with great interest. After watching for a while, he turned his head and nodded slightly to me: "The holy monk has worked hard."

Fuck your sister's hard work!I was floating down the water with a wooden plank in my arms, and I was in such a mess.

The boatman walked towards me step by step, changed shape with each step, and finally turned into a young man with scales on his face.

"The holy monk is working so hard, why don't you go with Xiaolong to the humble house," said the monster, "the banquet has been set up in the humble house, and we are waiting for the holy monk."

Just wait for me?Just wait for the food and wine to be the truth.

I glared at him, stepped on the water hard, and tried to stay away from him.

He smiled, trying to reach out to grab me.

A sword was placed in front of me, blocking the monster.

The man holding the sword had a cold face, and his black robe was flying violently in the river wind.

"Ao Lie!" The monster gritted his teeth, "You and my cousin, why did you fight me for this outsider?"

At this moment, there was a crackling sound, and several tentacles flew all over the sky, and one of them almost threw me into the water when it fell.

The monkey obviously enjoyed the fight, walked over full of energy, patted Xiao Bailong on the shoulder and said, "Good job."

Ao Lie ignored the monkey, and only said to the monster: "Now I am escorting Monk Tang to go west, if you want to catch my master, you will be my enemy."

The monster sneered, and fought with the little white dragon on the river, the water surged and the black waves surged to the sky.

I held a broken board between the two of them, and it was a real pain.Fortunately, the monkey grabbed me and brought me back to the shore.

At this time, I saw an old man in rags coming out from the bay, and the old man knelt down far away: "Great Sage, the God of the Black Water River kowtows."

Wukong sneered: "Good old man, you actually connived monsters here to commit crimes!"

The old man kowtowed and said with tears: "Great Sage, this is wronging the little old man. I am the true God of Hanoi."

"That goblin came from the Western Sea last May, taking advantage of the high tide, and fought with the little god. The little god was old and weak, and he was no match for him, even the mansion was taken by him..."

"Ao Lie and that monster seem to be cousins." I added silently from the side.

"Exactly!" The River God repeated, "The Dragon King of the West Sea is his uncle, not only forbidding me, but also teaching me to let him live in the water mansion."

"So that's how it is..." The monkey thought thoughtfully, "I'll go find the Dragon King!" He said and was about to leave.

I hurriedly pulled him back: "Aren't you going to help Ao Lie first?"

"Master, are you confused," said the monkey, "He's a cousin, he's made it clear to his family, so what's the point of me getting involved?"

I was choked by him: "Then, let the two of them fight there?"

"Little Bailong is the Third Prince of the Dragon, that monster would not dare to do anything to him even if he wanted to." The monkey didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and ran away.

When the monkey came back, he brought a lot of people with him, the leader of whom was handsome and upright.The man clasped his fists at me and saluted: "The holy monk is frightened."

"This is Prince Mo'ang." The monkey gave a brief introduction, and before I could speak, he pulled the prince to his side and whispered a few words.

Prince Mo Ang led a group of aquariums away, and Wukong lay down on the grass and fell asleep.

After a while, Prince Moang came back holding the monster.

Xiao Bailong stood aside with his arms crossed, expressionless on his face, only a red mark on the left side of his face, which looked like a slap mark.

"My younger brother is also taken care of by the holy monk Lao." Prince Mo Ang said.

"Where is it?" I waved my hands again and again, can riding a dragon as a horse be called a care.

Prince Mo Ang said to Xiao Bailong again with a cold face: "Useless stuff! You made yourself half dead for a woman."

Xiao Bailong didn't appreciate it, and pushed him back in front of everyone: "Don't worry about my affairs!"

"You—" Prince Mo Ang wanted to strike again.

Xiao Bailong took two steps back hastily, held his head up and said bravely: "Go and do what you are supposed to do, leave me alone."

Prince Mo Ang sneered and said, "When that woman came to Xihai, why did you beg me?"

Xiao Bailong hid behind me, poked his head out, and continued to contradict Prince Moang: "Anyway, I don't need to bother you from now on."

"Farewell." Prince Mo Ang ignored him, clasped his fists at me, dragged the monster, and led the navy to leave.

Bajie looked at Xiaobailong in amazement, and said to me: "Master, why did our horse suddenly become a human?"

"..." Can I tell you that he has always been a dragon?

Xiaobailong rolled his eyes at Bajie and turned into a white horse again.

"How should this river be crossed?" I just felt a headache staring at the dark river.

Just at this moment, the tattered river god came up to the surface of the water, stretched out his hands, and the big river was cut off from the middle, giving way to a wide road.

I looked at the tens of meters high water wall, and felt that the gods in this world really subverted people's imagination, and this was just a small river god.

The road that was given up was said to be a road, but it was not. The bottom was full of silt, water plants, shipwreck and gravel, but even so, it was much better than before.

Wukong quickly helped me on the horse.

I said loudly, "Your God of the River."

"Where is it?" Nahe Shen said, "The little god should thank the Great Sage."

"Saint monk, go all the way."