[Journey to the West] The Poor Monk Xuanzang

Tang Seng was tied to the pillar, his eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't tell whether it was night or day. Although the monster provided accommodation, he didn't provide food. After a while, his lips were burnt, his mouth was dry, and his stomach was rumbling.

I don't know what happened to Wukong Bajie and the others, Tang Seng thought so, his mind gradually became sleepy, and suddenly he heard panicked cries from outside.

"Hey, these little monsters really don't need to be beaten!" Ba Jie went over with a rake and killed one of the little monsters, causing the other little monsters to run away in shock.

"Idiot! Hurry up and see the master!" Wukong yelled, passing Bajie a few steps and walking inside.

Bajie hurriedly followed, seeing that Tang Priest was tied to a stone pillar, the rope was tightly tied, and he had tied Tang Priest like a human flesh dumpling, so he hurried up to untie the rope.

Xu Shi's legs and feet were sore and numb after being tied for too long, but when he loosened suddenly, he lost his support. Tang Seng staggered and took a step, almost fell over, and was supported by Monkey King.

"master?"

Tang Seng couldn't see a pair of eyes, he was just groping around like a headless fly. At this time, he was supported by Monkey King, and his free left hand was holding Sun Monkey's arm tightly. His hand was tight, but his mouth was dead Save face: "I'm fine."

"Master, don't be afraid, the yellow wind monster is just a ferret that has become a spirit. He stole the lamp oil from the Buddha, and has been taken away by Bodhisattva Lingji." Sun Wukong helped Tang Seng to go out, comforting him as he walked.

"Sable?" Tang Seng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "But a squirrel?"

"Hey, it's a squirrel."

Three Treasures lay on Monkey King's head, staring at Tang Seng with black eyes without blinking, showing a sad expression, it climbed on Monkey King's arm to Tang Seng's shoulder, and rubbed against the young monk's face.

At this moment, the face that had barely suppressed the panic finally really relaxed, and the Tang Dynasty monk stretched out his hand to touch the little monkey on his shoulder, with a gentle smile on his face.

Sun Wukong helped Tang Seng to sit down, took out a box of plaster from his chest, and applied it on Tang Seng's eyes carefully: "Before, thanks to the medicine from the female benefactor, I asked her for a box. Master, don't open your eyes."

The next day, the three masters and apprentices set off again, and took in another three apprentices at Liusha River, Sha Wujing. So far, the quartet of Buddhist scriptures was complete.

The pine slope here is cold and the bamboo path is quiet.The pool in front of the gate is wide, the shadows of the trees are long, the stones are cracked, moss and flowers are broken.The palace is full of purples, and the towers are ethereal and Danxia falls.It looks like a fairy mansion.

I saw a pair of Spring Festival couplets pasted on the door, which read: "Immortal Mansion of Immortality, a family with the same longevity as the sky."

I stared at the couplet for a while, only to think that this time I might be in big trouble.

The monkey laughed at the side and said, "Hehe, this Taoist is very loud. When my old grandson made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago, I never saw such words in front of the Taishang Laojun's gate."

The conceit in these words made me even more dizzy, so I reprimanded him: "Don't talk nonsense, there are so many capable people in this world, can't you meet them all? You must know that there are people beyond people and others beyond the sky."

The monkey was not very happy, snorted softly, folded its arms behind its back and stopped talking.

When I got to the door on the second floor, I saw two little children hurriedly coming out of it, with a fresh bone and a beautiful face.

The two bowed and saluted: "Elder, sorry, please."

Daotong pushed open the lattice door and led me into the hall, only to see the word "Heaven and Earth" hanging in the middle of the wall, but not the Sanqing, Four Emperors, and Luotian princes.I went forward, twirled incense with my left hand and poured it into the burner, prostrating three times.He asked casually.

But the two Taoist boys looked at each other and said with a smile: "Teacher and father don't know, Sanqing is a friend of the family teacher, and the fourth emperor is an old friend of the family teacher; Jiu Yao is the younger generation of the family teacher, and Yuan Chen is the family teacher's friend." My servant, naturally I can't bear the incense of my master."

The monkey laughed so hard when he heard this.That idiot Bajie actually went to ask: "Brother Monkey, what are you laughing at?"

This monkey has been causing trouble and teasing all day long, and he doesn't know how to restrain himself when he is in other people's territory. He was smiling and was about to say a few words, when he saw me looking at him, he snorted softly, shut his mouth and stopped talking.

I saw that my three apprentices and the two Taoist boys disliked each other, and I was afraid that something would happen to them, so I ordered them to do something and planned to leave after dinner.

I know that in the Wuzhuang temple, there is a baby that grows one day. It is the first division of chaos, the beginning of judgment, when the world is not yet opened, the spiritual root that is born is called Cao Huan Dan, also known as ginseng fruit.

Once it blooms in 3000 years, it will bear fruit in 3000 years, and it will take another 3000 years to ripen. If you smell the fruit, you will live 360 ​​years; if you eat one, you will live 7000 years.

But even if I knew it, when the two Taoist boys brought the ginseng fruit in front of me, I was shocked.

"My Wuzhuang Guantu is remote and desolate, and I have nothing to offer, only two plain fruits to quench Master Tang's thirst." This is said humbly, but there is some pride hidden in the tone and demeanor.

The fruit has all four limbs and all five sense organs, if it's just this, it's fine, but it still moves its hands and feet, looking like a living person.If I hadn't known that this was a ginseng fruit, I might not know what kind of monster cave I was in.

I thanked the two Taoist boys, and after they left, I stood up from the chair in an instant and was two meters away from the two ginseng fruits.It looks so oozing, like putting a child on a plate.

I looked around and saw no one, so I poked the small arms and hands of the ginseng fruit, and saw that the five little fingers were still stretching and bending, so I dared not eat it.

But he knew in his heart that this thing was indeed a good thing, and it would be too violent to leave it like this, so he simply called all three apprentices in.

"This thing, you four points."

"Is this ginseng fruit?" Or Wujing's knowledge.

"You actually recognize it?" Wukong jumped on the chair, stared at the fruit, looked left and right, stretched out his hand and poked it, "It's a rare thing."

"My little brother used to be the general of rolling curtains, and he helped his servant Luanyu to the peach banquet. I have seen overseas immortals present this fruit to the Queen Mother," he said with a smile, "I have never eaten it before."

"The Taoist priests in this temple are too stingy," Bajie circled around the ginseng fruit twice, and snorted coldly, "There are four of us, he just gave two fruits, and let us share."

"This fruit only bears thirty pieces, and it is a great honor to give it to the two of us," I said, stuffing the three treasures into Wukong's arms, and said with a smile, "You two monkeys will share one, and Bajie and Wujing will share one." One, let's go after dinner."

"Hehe." Bajie came over and bumped into Wukong, "Brother, why don't you share one with Wujing, hehe, I will share one with this little monkey."

"Go, go, go," the monkey waved him away, and asked me again, "Master, won't you eat?"

I just smiled and didn't speak.

The ghostly monkey looked at me and smiled: "Master, don't you dare?"

I squinted at him: "It's just a fruit, why dare you?"

He smiled, leaned over, broke off a piece from his hand and stuffed it into my mouth, then turned and ran away.

I laughed, this monkey...

I thought that if this was the case, the matter would be over, and my disciples would not steal ginseng fruit, and we could continue on the road after eating, which would save trouble.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the two boys rushed in angrily.

After the older one stood still, he bowed to me and saluted: "Master..." Before he could say the words, he was pushed aside by the other one.

The Taoist boy in Tsing Yi pointed at me and opened his mouth to scold: "Tang Monk! I see you are an elder, I didn't expect you to be a bald thief!"

I frowned, and was very inexplicable to the sudden swearing, but I could only suppress my anger and say: "You have something to say, don't say it to hurt others."

"Heh, you stole our ginseng fruit and blamed us for hurting others?!"

The older boy grabbed my sleeve, put a handsome face close to him, and said through gritted teeth, "Even if you never ate it, where are your disciples?"

I was so pestered by them that I had no choice but to call my three apprentices.This was a complete quarrel, the monkey was a master who wanted to take three points even if he didn't reason, how could he let it go if he took the reason this time?

The more the two sides quarreled, the more fierce they were, and they almost wanted to fight.

"Who is making noise here?" Suddenly a sound came through the air, like a thunderclap on the ground, shaking everyone's mind.

I turned my head to look, and saw a Taoist priest leading a group of small immortals descending from the clouds. The Taoist priest in charge looked no more than 25 or six years old, with clear and handsome features, and a pair of extremely bright eyes that seemed to hide thousands of stars.

"Master!" The two Taoist boys hurried over and complained. "These four monks stole our fruit and still don't admit it!"

"That ugly-faced and thunder-mouthed monk tried to hit us both with that stick. If the master hadn't come in time, I'm afraid we would never see us again!"

"Hey!" The monkey grabbed the stick and chased it out, stopped right in front of Zhen Yuanzi, threw the golden cudgel on the ground, and asked, "Zhen Yuanzi, your Daoist falsely accused me of stealing If you get fruit, you have to give an explanation!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile: "You two have your own arguments, why don't you go into the contemplation first and talk about it in detail?"

"There are only four of them in this view, and the fruit is scarce, who else could it be besides them?"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Amitabha," I recited the Buddha's name and clasped my hands together, "I also ask the Taoist priest not to blame good people by mistake."

"The monk! What do you mean, that I framed you?"

"Qingfeng." Zhen Yuanzi scolded lightly, and the boy immediately fell silent, as cute as a quail could be.

Zhen Yuanzi asked what was going on, took out a mirror, and said, "I can know the past with this mirror."

"Sir, let's not be busy first." The monkey rushed forward and pressed the Taoist priest's hand, "If you find out the truth, you have wronged our master and apprentice, sir, how do you treat it?"

"If you have been wronged, let my two apprentices confess to you, and I will make friends with you and become brothers."

As Zhen Yuanzi said, he pointed at the mirror, muttering something, and saw a picture shimmering on the mirror.

In that painting, Monk Tang rode in front, Sun Wukong accompanied him, Zhu Bajie carried a rake, and Sha Wujing carried a load. The four of them stopped in front of the Taoist temple and read the couplet.