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

Chen Wei cried stupidly because of this monster, and he still reminded him why he was advancing in the air without weaving a net.

Xiao Hei, who has been a spider many times, almost turned around in shock; "Is there another way?"

"Yes, aren't you a monster? A monster is no longer the same as an ordinary spider. Try pointing your claws at the wall over there; "Try it, point your white silk there and stick it there , and then use the spider silk to throw himself over. "

Chen Wei raised his arms, pointed at the wall, and performed demonstration actions; "That's what the Spider-Man I knew did this."

Hei dubiously stretched out his paw and pointed it at the wall, wondering if he was the only animal in the whole temple?How could he know other monsters.

"I've known you before, give it a try." Chen Wei urged.

The little black spider obediently pointed its paws at the wall, "Phi." After a moment, the snow-white spider silk rushed out and went straight to the height of the wall, and the little spider that was still hanging on the basket flew straight away in the next second. go out.

The spider spirit who landed firmly on the door panel was also a little dazed, he didn't expect to succeed so easily.

"Look, it's very simple, right? You can try more, and when you become proficient, you won't need to wear shoes or weave such complicated spider webs everywhere."

Xiao Hei felt that what he said was very reasonable, and began to practice his new skills in the room.

In the dead of night, the entire temple was plunged into darkness. Chen Wei, who had just regained his body, pushed open the door of the room energetically.

It was pitch black everywhere, only the oil offering lit in front of the Bodhisattva in the front hall was not extinguished. The person standing at the door of the room wrapped his coat tightly around his body, took a book of Amitabha scriptures, and walked towards the front hall in the dark.

At night, the temperature on the mountain dropped a lot. From the few steps from the meditation room to the main hall, the heat on Chen Wei's body disappeared. The shivering man pushed open the door of the front hall, closed the door without saying a word, and quickly opened the door of the main hall. Take the blanket left by Master Nei and wrap it up.

The person who wrapped himself into a ball shivered and walked to the futon in front of the three Bodhisattvas and sat cross-legged.

The scriptures held in his arms were also taken out and spread out in front of his eyes.

Chen Wei promised Jiang Liu that as long as the other party agreed to be friends with Xiao Hei, he would recite a volume of scriptures by himself. Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so he might as well start reading now.

"From the west, there has been a world called Ultimate Bliss in the past ten million Buddha lands... In this land there is a Buddha named Amitabha, who is now teaching the Dharma."

The child in front of the Buddha concentrates on reciting the scriptures. The clay Bodhisattva Guanyin in front of the altar blinks quietly. The Bodhisattva wandering in the world passes by here and sees the person in the hall who is dedicated to the Buddha. He leans forward slightly to see the child clearly. appearance.

"Wow, Lord Buddha is so good at flattering you."

The person who was reading suddenly stopped, rolled up the scriptures in his hand, and pointed to the line of text he had just seen with his finger; Gold and silver, colored glaze, glass synthesis... Is there any benefit to believing in Buddha?"

People without faith look up and look around.

In the empty hall, some of the floor tiles are warped due to years of disrepair, exposing the soil below, and the carved beams and painted pillars above are all faded, and the magnificence of a hundred years ago can be vaguely seen.

Looking at the clothes he was wearing again, although they were not patched, the edges of the cuffs were also severely frayed.

The Guanyin Bodhisattva who appeared originally wanted to see how pious her followers were, but she didn't expect the other party to utter wild words halfway. What's more important was that her posture was different from before for the convenience of seeing the appearance of the followers.

At this moment, the Bodhisattva standing bent down calmly clenched the clean bottle in his hand, hoping to return to the original state when the other party didn't find out.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Chen Wei looked around, sighed deeply, and looked up to the front of him; "Don't talk about gold sand pouring into the swimming pool, jewels inlaid with flower pots, if you are a Bodhisattva, you can Let me come out for a period of time every day, even at night, and I promise to chant sutras every day."

After finishing speaking, Chen Wei raised his head and looked at the three Bodhisattvas in front of him, gradually closed his mouth, and stared motionlessly at the sitting statue of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva on the far right.

The Bodhisattva, who was secretly adjusting his posture, was about to stand up at this moment, but it was because he hadn't fully stood up, so now, from below, the statue has blocked half of the arm of the Vairocana Buddha in the center.

The people sitting and standing on the futon let go of the scriptures in their hands, stood up from the ground, and changed the angle with the blanket in their arms.

Looking at it from another angle, the Buddha statue on the right still blocks the one in the middle.

"Strange, it didn't seem to be in this posture yesterday, did I remember it wrong?"

Chen Wei went around and took a look behind the Bodhisattva again, but found no abnormalities or signs of an earthquake.

As soon as he went around, the Bodhisattva in front had already changed his posture, and he would look up again when he came back from behind.

The posture of the bodhisattva on the right has completely changed. The benevolent bodhisattva is still sitting on a lotus flower as usual, holding a clean bottle in his hand, and has nothing to do with the world.

The villain wrapped in a blanket looked down at this weird scene.

The Bodhisattva faces forward, pretending not to see the eyes of the devotees below.

Chen Wei looked up at this scene, thinking, do you think I'm stupid or a goldfish?Just a few seconds of memory will be wrong.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you are possessed by a monster. Anyway, there are only four poor monks left in our temple, which is enough for you to eat at most."

The person in front of the Buddha pretended to be calm, bent down to pick up the scriptures on the ground, and sat cross-legged on the futon again. Before reciting the scriptures, he did not forget to discuss with the monster above: "You can possess the body of a Bodhisattva, so you can pretend to be a Bodhisattva." Let me make a wish?"

The Bodhisattva kept silent, and the Bodhisattva pretended not to be there.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your tacit agreement."

Chen Wei patted the scriptures, looked up and looked directly at the Bodhisattva on the far right: "I want to be able to move around freely for a period of time every day. If I can't satisfy it, let's increase the number of pilgrims in the temple. I'm too poor to eat and wear clothes." Nuan, I hate suffering."

In his previous life, he had never experienced hardships since he was a child, and he had never had this kind of food without oil every day, and he was also a vegetarian.

The Bodhisattva didn't say a word, and Chen Wei didn't expect the other party to really pay attention to him. He just talked casually, hoping that the possessed monster would leave quickly because he had no meat on him.

After finishing speaking, he continued to recite his scriptures. Fortunately, he brought a scripture with him before going out, otherwise he didn't know how to pretend this time.

The person who sat in the main hall all night, pushed open the door of the main hall intact the next day, and saw the senior brother rushing in from outside the temple as soon as he came out.

"Master! Master! Something happened! Something happened!"

Jueming rushed past Chen Wei like a gust of wind, and Elder Fa Ming was invited out of the room, and followed him to the gate of the temple.

The yawning villain squeezed past.

I saw two baskets half his height standing at the entrance of their Jinshan Temple. Jueming helped Elder Faming reach the baskets, and lifted the red cloth on them for him to see.

At that glance, the three monks at the gate of Jinshan Temple collectively gasped.

Jueming grabbed a piece of ingot, and the real feel of the silver in his hand made his breathing slow down involuntarily.

"I came out to sweep the floor in the morning, and I met an old lady here, she said that she was lost in the mountains and asked me to show her the way. I saw that she was alone and afraid of going the wrong way, so I sent her to the foot of the mountain. Before leaving, she Said that something was placed at the gate of the temple as a gift to the temple."

So Jueming went back to the mountain and saw something more at the door, which was the two baskets of silver.

Chen Wei squeezed over and picked up a piece of silver that was bigger than his palm. It was so heavy that it turned out to be real silver.

The belated awakening was also shocked by the silver at the door.

When the four monks passed by the main hall carrying silver, the door of the hall was wide open. Chen Wei subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the Bodhisattva on the right hand inside, and then looked down at the silver in his hand.

realized.

If I knew I made a wish yesterday, I could just make a wish and go home.

On the same day, the two baskets of money were carried into Faming's meditation room, and no one except him knew where they were hidden.

Immediately Faming took out a small notebook, and the four monks sat down at the only table in the kitchen to discuss.

"The three Bodhisattvas in the main hall have been mud bodhisattvas for so long. This time we got the silver and we first cultivated the Bodhisattvas, and then repaired one side of the floor tiles in the hall. The lion horse bolts at the entrance of the temple also collapsed. Then we went down the mountain and asked someone to come over and rebuild it. One, the place where your roof is leaking, this time also invite the workers to come over and renovate..."

Every time Faming said something, he wrote down the budgeted amount in his notebook, and calculated it item by item. They used two-thirds of the last two baskets of silver to renovate the entire Jinshan Temple. Chen Wei put on new monk clothes, The quilt for sleeping at night was also refilled with cotton and became super warm.

The remaining half basket of money was used to maintain their daily expenses, and Chen Wei gradually grew up in such an environment.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Liu was eight years old, and Chen Wei was also eight years old.

Jinshan Temple, which was built on the mountain, now has halls and halls connected to each other, and pavilions and pavilions are connected to each other. In front of the lonely Daxiong Hall, now there are more Tianwang Hall, Sutra Library, and Buddhist Hall. All the halls and pavilions in the temple are scattered on the top of the [-]-meter-high hill, which rises due to the situation.

The little monk kneeling in front of the Buddha has a face like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, white and round, with eyebrows like ink paintings, a crescent moon when he smiles, and a cold star when he is serious.

Wearing a black monk's robe, the cuffs are rolled up lazily for the convenience of doing things. Even if he sits casually, people dare not look too much, for fear of falling into that dazzling smile.

This is the Buddhist scripture building, except for the monks, pilgrims stopped, so Chen Wei shrugged his shoulders indistinctly, and with his chin resting on his hand, he flipped through this miscellaneous book he had just bought from the market.

Occasionally, he reached out to pull a few peanuts from the offering tray and threw them into his mouth.

This is what I saw when I woke up and looked for someone.

After losing his eyes for a few seconds, he came back to his senses, and hurried in to drag him up: "Master has been looking for you for a long time, today is the day to give you a Dharma name, why are you hiding here to read again?"

"There are too many people in the front hall, I don't want to go."

"Today is the day you shave or become a monk, so you have to go."

Originally, when the date was settled, it was discussed with Jiang Liu, and Jiang Liu has been working on this body in the past few days.

But on the day when he officially became a monk, he was replaced by Chen Wei, so he woke up and came to find someone.

Since Jinshan Temple got two baskets of silver three years ago, Jinshan Temple, which they had been poor for many years, suddenly came back to life.

Pilgrims began to appear without drawing lots to deceive people, and more and more pilgrims came, not only did they not run out of money in a few years.

A few more baskets came out, all of which were sesame oil money donated by pilgrims to the temple.

As Chen Wei grows up, every time he goes to the front hall, he will always be surrounded by many pilgrims who love children, melon seeds, candy and money, and stuff everything in his arms.

Jueming has become numb to this age of face-seeking. Fortunately, their junior brother is a monk, otherwise they would grow up like this and go down the mountain. I don’t know how many future girls will be heartbroken.

When Chen Wei was pulled to the front hall, his lazy temperament immediately subsided, the corners of his raised mouth flattened, his eyes were like cold stars, and he walked into the hall without squinting, passing through many pilgrims to the Buddha, and burning incense. The Buddha then walked up to Faming and knelt down.

"master."

Faming was wearing a purple cassock today, holding a saber in his hand, and when he knelt in front of him, he nodded calmly: "Jiang Liu, I have adopted you as my teacher for eight years, now you are willing to officially enter my school, believe in my Buddha, and save yourself."

Chen Wei, who has been a monk for eight years, blinked his black eyes, thinking that after so many years of reading, I am still not a monk?

"The disciple is willing."

Fa Ming nodded in satisfaction, picked up the Jie Dao and plucked off the fluff that had just grown on his head, while Jueming beside him held a tray to put the fluff on.

The ceremony is not over yet, and there will be a name given after the shaving.

Fa Ming picked up the Buddhist beads that Xing Xing was holding, and put them around his neck himself, "Tracks are called norms, but in the biological world, holding on is called holding on, never giving up on yourself. From now on, your Dharma name will be Xuanzang."

The person kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head and looked at Fa Ming in disbelief, his head buzzing.

Xuanzang?Isn't that the Buddhist name of Tang Seng in Journey to the West?

He is Tang Seng?