[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

"These, and these, my old grandson, if you accept them all, you have to take the initiative to apologize, and you can forgive him only when you realize his mistakes."

The Great Sage picked up the words on the bench, which were like melon seeds and peaches, and put them into Chen Wei's arms, and asked him to hug him: "Cure his problems!"

"Okay! Listen to you!" Chen Wei nodded vigorously with an apology in his arms.

Xuanzang woke up the next morning, opened his eyes and looked at the table for the first time. He saw that the white cakes in the bowl had been eaten, the scriptures were hanging unsteadily beside the pillow, and a handful of brown monkey hair In the twilight, he was blown into his field of view by the hot wind.

The diary on the stool was taken down by Xuanzang, wanting to open it to see the man's answer, after thinking for a while, he took a deep breath, closed the diary, got up and walked out the door.

Under the porch, Wu Neng squatted in the yard and played a game of throwing stones with the old man’s dog. The dog threw him to pick it up. Xuanzang walked past him in disgust, and saw his three apprentices standing with their backs to him. In the direction of the eaves, relying on your height, rest your chin on the eaves and observe the swallows nesting on it.

"Neither this one."

Holding the diary, Xuanzang quickly walked away from him without looking sideways, and finally found the big apprentice with his legs crossed and a teapot in one hand and a peach in the other in the pavilion where the old man drank tea.

"Wukong, help me to see what reply he wrote here."

Wukong gnawed on the peach and looked at the diary that he had just seen last night. He jumped up in a sit-up, put down the teapot and sat cross-legged, and then opened the diary.

"Did he cry again after waking up last night?" Xuanzang sat opposite him, hesitantly asking about someone's situation.

"I was going to cry, but my old grandson listened to you and waited for him to wake up. He didn't cry when he saw me appear again."

Wukong lifted up the contents of the opened diary for that night, and shook it in front of Xuanzang: "He said that he was still angry, and asked you to apologize a hundred times, and explain the reason for the apology to him, otherwise he will not be with you in the future." Speak."

The content is very concise. When Chen Wei wrote it last night, the requirement to copy it a hundred times was added by the Great Sage.

"That's it?" Xuanzang looked at the diary that he didn't dare to open, took the things over and flipped through to see the latest one night, carefully reading the contents on it.

There was still a faint sweet smell of the white cake in the notebook, presumably the person was biting the white cake while replying to him.

It is a good thing for him to be willing to eat what he sent, because the other party has not yet planned to completely ignore him.

"Thank you." Xuanzang put away the diary, got up and prepared to go back to his room and write a hundred times apology to someone.

Wukong sat on the ground, propped his body back with his hands, rolled up the teapot on the table with his long tail and poured himself another cup of herbal tea.

"My old grandson inquired with the white cake peddler for a while in the morning. He said that the Iron Fan Fairy had a plantain fan in his hand. One of the fans was turned off, the other was blowing, and the third was raining. I want to ask for it." Use a fan to extinguish the fire on the flaming mountain, you and Wu Neng and the others don’t move around here, I’ll go to the flaming mountain to inquire about news, and I’ll be back at noon.”

After finishing speaking, he drank the cup of herbal tea into his stomach, took out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and chanted a mantra to attract somersaulting clouds, and jumped onto the clouds.

"Safe travels."

After Xuanzang watched him leave, he took the diary back to his room, sat in front of the table and looked at the spread papers, the ink in his hands dripped on the floor, and he hadn’t decided what to write in the first sentence.

"What should I write in my apology?" Xuanzang asked suddenly, looking at a black spider crawling across his desk.

The innocent spider, who was about to come over to look for the white cake residue from last night, raised his four legs and glanced at the human in front of the table with compound eyes: "Apologize for whatever you did wrong."

Every time it looks for food outside and doesn't come home too late, Huahua will be very angry.

"But I don't think I did anything wrong." The monk in front of the square table frowned and continued, "It made him cry all night. It was my fault. I just wanted to drive those three away Demons, but I don't want him to be so reluctant to those demons, I can apologize for his crying."

He took the pen and re-dipped the ink and began to write the first sentence.

The spider, which was looking for food, didn't go away. It climbed onto his inkstone, raised its head and sent out a gossip signal: "Why do you want to drive away those demons?"

The monk who wrote the first line of apology trembled silently with the brush in his hand, and a thick black dirt appeared on the coherent and elegant words.

The little spider was still poking its head out, holding up four little claws, curiously waiting for his answer.

In the next moment, the young human let go of the pen, leaned back on the back of the chair, his eyes drooped, and he glanced in its direction with a cold face.

"If it's difficult to answer, you don't need to answer. Anyway, you humans have always been complicated."

The little spider always felt being watched by his eyes, and the short fluff on its back was about to bluff, enduring the fear and silently raised the remaining limbs and claws, ready to evacuate.

"He cares too much about those monsters, and I am his closest existence."

The little spider stopped its retreating paws, and after thinking seriously for three seconds with his little head, he slapped his head: "You are just like my Huahua! Every time you see me with Xiaohong next door, you will be very nervous." Get angry, this is jealousy!"

After the words fell, the little spider only felt that the face of the human being in front of him was blacker than his own fur, and quickly retreated and fled the scene while muttering softly.

"Terrible human beings are so angry when their minds are punctured. No wonder Huahua is also very angry every time I say that Huahua is jealous. Why?"

With one hand, he crawled the dirt from the inkstone, and was about to crawl back to the spider in his old nest. He raised it until he was directly in front of his line of sight, and then looked the spider up and down coldly. Throw it back on the table, "Continue."

The spider that was caught back was thrown dizzy, with eight claws spinning on the table: "I don't know what to say, I just think your situation is similar to mine and Huahua."

"Call your Huahua over here."

"No! If you want to kill, kill me, don't kill Huahua, Huahua is innocent!" For the sake of the object, the little spider was very strong and puffed up his chest, wanting to protect the other half.

After a stick of incense, a red spider with a chubby belly sat on Xuanzang's table.

"Wooooow, Huahua...I'm sorry for you!

The little spider who was threatened hugged his beloved object, and looked at the evil human being in front of the table who followed the spider's web all the way to find its old nest and brought Xiaohua out.

"Amitabha, I just have a question I want to ask you." Xuanzang, who has become a villain, looked at the round belly of the red spider, untied the rosary beads in his wrist, took one and handed it to it: "This rosary bead I have used it for three years and recited the Buddha's mantra [-] times, no matter what the answer is, this bead will be given to you."

The spider named Huahua looked at the bead that smelled fragrant. After climbing up the bead with eight legs, he raised his head and asked the human, "What do you want to ask?"

"I made a guy cry, and now he's asking me to apologize a hundred times and explain why."

The author has something to say: The spider couple: I don’t know if we have met a bully or a lunatic.

感谢在2021-02-1823:50:56~2021-02-1921:44:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: I just ask you if you are not Fang, and one Yimenmen; thank you to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: I bought 1 bottles of the girl’s little match; I just asked you if you are not 50 bottles; thank you very much for your support My support, I will continue to work hard!