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

The king of the bhikkhu kingdom was shocked and annoyed when he heard the report, "This matter has nothing to do with the elders, you take the customs clearance document and leave quickly! The widow will treat you with courtesy, if you want to make trouble here, then the Western Heaven Don't go there either, there is a ruined temple in the city that has been abandoned for many years, from now on you can take your disciples to practice there."

"Your Majesty, please don't bother me. The elders and apprentices just came to our country, and they don't know much about this place. Ask the ministers to explain to them, and they will naturally understand." Prime Minister Lu stopped the furious king, and winked at Chen Wei With golden eyes, he signaled them to go out and wait with his eyes.

Chen Wei couldn't figure out what the prime minister meant, but Wukong reminded him that it was a deer spirit right behind him.

It would be much easier if it was a monster. On the spot, he took Wukong with him with the certificate of customs clearance, left the Golden Luan Hall and stood in front of the Huangmen Bridge to wait for Prime Minister Lu to come over.

Chen Wei was standing in the snow, and when Xuanzang's head had been pinched out with a clean snowball, then Prime Minister Lu walked out, leaning on the crutch with nine knots of dead vines and a coiled dragon in his hand.

The deer demon, who looked like a fox, came to the two of them and rubbed his frozen red palms with a smile, "The elders have been waiting for a long time. I heard that you are temporarily living in the post station. It is cold in the snow. We are there How about talking again?"

"Fairy, you are here to manipulate the government and turn right and wrong, and now you want to confuse my master. Be careful that my old grandson beats you into a prototype with a stick."

Wukong took out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel from his ear, pretending to be a threat.

Bailu smiled and held his hands together: "If the elder wants to fight, you can do it right here after the younger one finishes talking."

He pointed to his forehead, and signaled for Wukong to hit him there after he finished speaking.

Chen Wei hugged the snowman's head that was as big as a basketball. Looking at this strange monster from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but ask, "So what do you want to tell us?"

"Let's talk about it at the station, first come to the station first."

Bailu didn't want to say on the street that he must follow them to the post.

Relying on Wukong to be by his side, Chen Wei was not afraid of him, wanted to see what kind of medicine was in his gourd, and followed him back to the station.

After being on duty all morning, the eagerly awaited Yi Cheng had already walked around the door hundreds of times, and saw the Tang monk covered in golden light and auspicious clouds slowly coming from a distance. Standing on the side was a familiar face that everyone in the bhikkhu kingdom knew.

The familiar face just happened to look over, and when he saw him, he didn't wait for Yi Cheng to speak, and greeted him: "You are the Yi Cheng called Shuitai, right? Last winter, the heavy snow crushed your house. Is someone going to fix the house up for you?"

When Yicheng heard this, his face flushed red, his eyes were guilty of avoiding Chen Wei's scrutiny, and he nodded with his neck stuck: "It has been repaired."

"Where's your mother's legs and feet? Last time I sent someone to send ointment, will the ointment be effective after using it?"

Yi Cheng's face had turned from red to white, and he was about to kneel down and kowtow to him in a panic.

"Don't, wake up in such cold weather. I want to talk about Buddhism with the elder here. Just help us to boil a pot of hot tea."

Bailu grabbed the person who was about to kneel in the snow, smiled and beckoned him to make tea, and he led the way for Chen Wei as if he was familiar with him, and quickly brought them to the guest room where they lived yesterday.

The earth dragon in the room was a bit cold, but fortunately, Yicheng quickly brought over hot tea, and asked the servants to re-burn the earth dragon for them.

Chen Wei held the snowman's head that he made out, and put it in the snow outside the corridor to prevent it from melting.

After setting it straight, he changed his wooden shoes and returned to the room, dragged off the brocade cassock and sat down at the table, holding hot tea and looking at Prime Minister Lu in front of him.

Bailu sat directly opposite him, also holding a cup of tea, and let him look at it with a calm expression.

After he finished reading it, he opened his mouth: "After the elder entered the city yesterday, how do you feel about this bhikkhu country?"

"The country is rich and the people are strong, well-dressed and well-dressed. It is a peaceful year." Chen Wei was telling the truth. When he entered the city yesterday, he had a good impression of Biqiu.

"Before I came, the people of this bhikkhu country were famined, the roadsides were full of beggars, the houses were dilapidated, and the ruler of the country was incompetent. The mother of the Yi Cheng you just saw was seriously ill last year and had no cure. She knelt on her knees. After begging on the street for six days, I came to my door. I asked people to rescue their mother and son, gave them housing and jobs, so that they would no longer suffer from the misery of begging on the street.

The entire Bhikkhu country, I taught them to read and write, taught them to pick and grow food, open up wasteland and plow fields, weave cloth and fish, which made them live today. Do the elders think that what I did was right or wrong? "

"You are right." If what he just said is true, then Chen Wei really has nothing to refute.

Bailu picked up the teacup confidently, poured himself another cup of hot tea, and continued: "The elder also knows that I am a monster. What I can do is to coax the king and let him entrust the entire country to my management. I can continue to spend time and drink in the harem, and I can also show my strengths in the bhikkhu country and lead the people to live a good life, what's the problem?"

Wukong sat aside with his golden cudgel in his arms, listening and thinking, why is this monster saying that he is doing good deeds?

The mortal monk sitting opposite the square table blinked his clear black eyes, and nodded firmly: "That's right."

The monster who kept raising his fox eyes smiled, and was about to praise the monk for being extraordinarily good, when he suddenly saw the monk open his mouth again.

"Why don't you say a few more words for me, poor monk? Do you still want to say that just sacrificing one thousand and one hundred and one children will allow you to continue to be the prime minister, the king to continue to be fatuous, and the people to continue to live?" On such a good day, everyone is happy, right?"

When Bailu heard the words, he laughed.

Chen Wei put down the teacup in his hand, pinched the two ears of this deer demon, pulled his whole head in front of him, and looked at him carefully: "Hiss... When you deer demons cultivate, do you also pay attention to the cultivation of face? Do you have the face to say shameless words? Who is the master who taught you knowledge? If you let him come out, the poor monk will personally teach this shameless teacher a lesson!"

"Let go! Let go!" The white deer was grabbed by both ears. The deer demon has practiced here for many years and it is smooth sailing. He never thought that someone would grab his ears and teach him a lesson.

The antlers on Ji Ji's head came out, trying to stand up.

A golden cudgel that became thinner and longer was inserted from the side, blocking the two antlers so tightly that it couldn't touch Chen Wei's body at all.

"Monk, let me go quickly, or I will tell His Majesty that you are a real body who has practiced for ten generations. You have been a monk since childhood, and your Yuanyang has not been vented. Use your heart and soul to compare with those 110 children. It will be ten times better, when the time comes, you won’t be able to get the good scriptures, and you will die here!”

It’s okay if he didn’t say that. After he finished speaking, Chen Wei asked his apprentice suspiciously: “Wukong, did you have such detailed personal information as the master just said in the Golden Luan Hall?”

Wukong shook his head directly: "Master, you just said in the hall that we are monks who came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures."

"So how does this deer demon know that I have been a monk since I was young?" Chen Wei looked at the deer demon held down by Wukong, took out the banana fan he was carrying now, and waved it in front of his eyes: "I know this is what?"

The white deer looked at the fan with the golden-winged roc's feathers, and smelled a monster, but he didn't know what it was for: "The monk is merciful, you can't kill me, and I have done countless good things for the bhikkhu kingdom of!"

"I won't kill you for now, let's talk about the truth."

Chen Wei signaled Wukong to tie him up directly, especially the pair of long antlers on his head, which looked extraordinarily sharp, and Chen Wei wrapped him in a safe shape with a pillow before releasing him.

Yicheng, who came in to deliver hot tea, entered the guest room with a small teapot, and saw Prime Minister Lu who was holding him to talk at the door, his whole body was tied up, and there was a huge soft pillow on his head, sitting weirdly. Opposite the monk.

"Thank you for the tea, can you bring us another refreshment? The poor monk wants to chat with Prime Minister Lu."

Facing Yicheng's astonished eyes, Chen Wei poured tea for himself and Prime Minister Lu calmly, without speaking in a hurry.

After the Yicheng put the refreshments on the table again, he finally said, "Your Majesty Yicheng, please stay too, you just happened to make Prime Minister Lu sober."

Yicheng put down the tray in a daze, looked at the eminent Tang monk on the left, then at Prime Minister Lu on the right, sat down obediently and waited for the next article.

"Just now, Prime Minister Lu said that the good life of the Bhikkhu Kingdom was brought by him. In order to continue to let you live a good life, you need to sacrifice those 110 children. Would Yi Cheng be willing?"

As soon as Chen Wei finished speaking, Yi Cheng jumped up on the spot: "Of course I don't want to! The ruler of the country loves her beauty, and he is so greedy that his body is dying. Whose family is not conceived in ten months, raised by father's sperm and mother's blood? I am not willing to kill a thousand people to save one for a fatuous and incompetent person."

Chen Wei raised his chin in the direction of Prime Minister Lu, "Did you hear that, the people don't want it."

"That's because he has no children, how can he understand other people's minds as a bachelor." Bai Lu raised his eyes and thought he was right.

"As long as you control the lord, you can live a good life now. Don't you want to live the old life again?" Bai Lu felt that these mortals were really confused.

After the country lord ate the elixir he made, his lifespan could be guaranteed for thousands of years. He didn't intend to let the people of the whole city sacrifice forever, just letting them sacrifice this time would be enough to live a good life for thousands of years.

Why not, why not?

"Amitabha, the poor monk found that he couldn't reason with Yumu's head, Wukong, you can bring him out so that his brain can turn around, and then bring it in."

Chen Wei shut up, and asked Wukong to carry the deer demon upside down first, so as to clear his head.

Prime Minister Lu still wanted to struggle, but in the end, Cheng Yi stuffed a handful of snow into his mouth, staring at Yi Cheng with his slender eyeballs in disbelief, who didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and was forced to be lifted out by Wukong .

Hold his feet with both hands, hang him upside down in front of the frozen water tank, let his head take a bath of ice water, sober his head.

In the room, Chen Wei sat on the futon, calmly took out the notebook he carried with him and read it.

The on-duty Yicheng looked at the scene in the courtyard, then looked back at the scene inside the house, gritted his teeth and bent over to enter the house again, walked up to Chen Wei and knelt down.

"Elder, what Prime Minister Lu said at the door before is true. The villain's family was saved by him. It's not that the villain deliberately concealed it from you."

Chen Wei closed the scriptures and looked at him with gentle eyes: "I understand, you just don't understand why such a good prime minister is doing such evil things now, you believe emotionally that he is still the good person who helped you, rationally The boss also knows that the goose cage is indeed his idea, and wants us passers-by to solve your predicament."

Yi Cheng held his face, not daring to look directly at him.

In the courtyard outside the door, Wukong carried the deer demon in the water to wake up hundreds of times, and finally heard the deer demon shouting that he could not come again. He really woke up, and then brought him back to the room again.

The monk who was dozing at the table heard the noise, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the human being brought in by Wukong with cold eyes, fell down in front of him, and fell into a half-human body. The white deer buzzed and rubbed against his leg.

Xuanzang: "..."

The author has something to say: Bai Lu: ... What's wrong?Treating me like this, I can't make a fuss anymore, can I?