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

Xuanzang was not used to eating on the bed, so he took off the quilt and got off the ground, walked to a short table beside him and sat down on his still soft feet.

"Help...help..."

Wukong brought over the porridge in the food box, brought Xuanzang a spoon and pickles, and heard a cry from outside the door and explained: "Master, after you fell ill, two monks died in the temple. The monster we brought in ate it, and my old grandson asked Drifting to tie up the monster and hang it outside, hoping to wait for you to wake up before dealing with it.”

Xuanzang looked at the tasteless white porridge in the bowl with a calm expression. He obviously had no appetite but managed to eat half a bowl before pushing the bowl away. After rinsing his mouth, he looked towards the direction of the door: "Go and call that monster in, I asked her something."

"You haven't recovered from your illness, why don't you ask her after you sleep and wait for your body to fully recover. Anyway, she can't escape. After tying her up last night, nothing happened in the temple overnight. She did it 100%. Can't run."

If Xuanzang doesn't wake up again today, Wukong has finished beating the pig demon, and is going to kill this harmful female demon with a stick.

Now let her live two more days, it is still for Chen Wei's sake.

If the person knew that the matter was not yet settled and killed the monster, I'm afraid he would have to nag him for three days and three nights.

Xuanzang thought of Chen Wei, that person might still be waiting for him in the dark before his health got better, so it was difficult to rest for another day, and he went back to bed, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep again.

This disease took three full days before the fever completely subsided.

After Chen Wei drank the last bowl of soup that was so bitter that it fell off, the doctor in the temple took a pulse and confirmed that he was in good health before letting him go out.

The first thing a person whose feet can touch the ground is to ask Liu Ding to fetch hot water for him to take a bath first.

During these three days, once he woke up, he would be gulped down with traditional Chinese medicine, and after drinking, he would be wrapped tightly in three layers of large cotton quilts. The sweat from his sweat would wet his clothes, and they got wet several times.

When I first woke up, I could smell the dried plums on my body.

Outside the door, Mrs. Di Chung hanging on the treetop has been hanging there for three days.

The monster, who had no water or food, shouted loudly on the first day, but was stared at by the drifting red eyes with lantern-sized red eyes on the second day, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to call out again.

I could only hang on the tree, staring helplessly at the room over there, praying that the mortal monk would get well soon.

Seeing that three days had passed, Mrs. Diyong suspected that if she hung on like this, she would turn into a mouse in the temple. While she was in a trance, she saw the grandson monkey jumping out of the room three times.

Then I saw six young men in golden armor carrying buckets of hot water into the guest room.

"Hey, ugly-faced monk, is your master awake?"

Mrs. Diyong hooked a branch beside her, kicked her a few times and asked the blue-faced monk under the tree.

The Drifting Monk sat motionless on the ground with his hands folded across his chest and his magic wand on his knees, as if he had never heard of it.

"You care so much about your master's life. He just woke up and found that his beloved apprentice is not by his side. He will be lonely and cold. Maybe he will think that you don't really regard him as a master and don't care about him at all. The relationship between you master and apprentice is a big taboo."

The monk who was meditating cross-legged didn't even raise his eyelids. No matter what she said, he just sat motionless under the tree and watched over her.

When Chen Wei came out after taking a shower and putting on clean clothes, he saw a purple figure hanging under the banyan tree in the yard, with two ropes tied to his wrists to connect to the big tree.

Like a dried sweet potato, it was swayed by the wind. From time to time, the figure of the dried sweet potato hooked its toes and kicked Drifting Monk's head.

"Hey!"

Chen Wei walked under the tree and looked up at the monster hanging on it.

Mrs. Diyong was furious at the monk under the tree just now, when she heard someone tell her to glare at the person who came by angrily: "What are you shouting for! I didn't see that I was busy!"

"Okay, let you continue to work."

Chen Wei pulled the Drifting Monk aside and patted his footprints clean: "Next time, don't just sit there and be beaten, you can sit farther away if you want to watch her, don't you think you can't beat her?" ?”

"Beat it." Drifting picked up the magic wand that was on the ground, and answered with certainty.

"That's it. I'm already in good health. Since she likes hanging, let her hang for a few more days. If she dares to run away, let your senior brother catch her and bring her back. If it doesn't work, there will be your second senior brother."

Chen Wei pulled him into the room, looking at his blue and gray face, he knew that he hadn't eaten properly these days.

He directly asked Ding Mo to go to the kitchen to prepare food for four people, and then called Wu Neng who had been guarding the ruined temple to come in.

The four masters and apprentices were going to have a meal together, so he could let the three apprentices let go of their hearts that had been hanging for a few days.

Wu Neng had been arresting robbers and robbers for three days and three nights in the ruined temple outside, and the steamed buns he exchanged from the mortal yamen were almost enough to pile up into a hill.

He only ate one for each meal every day, and he collected the rest, thinking that if Master really died, these steamed buns would be his dry food on the way home.

Wu Neng, who sent the last few robbers hiding in the mountains to the prison that day, just returned to the ruined temple with his nine-toothed rake, when he saw the little monk Huideng walking back and forth anxiously at the door.

"Child, what are you doing here? Could something have happened to my master?"

Wu Neng just walked up to the opponent.

Hui Deng raised his head and saw his back eyes lit up, he pulled his sleeve and dragged him into the temple at the back door: "Come with me, elder, your master is calling you inside!"

As soon as Wu Neng heard that his master was looking for him, he hurriedly dropped the nine-toothed rake in his hand, and ran inside crying.

"Master! Why did you go like this! After you go, how can my old pig explain to the Bodhisattva! I said that the monkey is unreliable, so I asked him to go to the Taishang Laojun to get the medicine. He insisted on saying this. It was your catastrophe, and now your life belongs to Huangtu, my old pig can only pack up and go back to Gao Laozhuang."

Before Hui Deng had time to tell the master to invite you to dinner, he watched helplessly as the elder shook off his hand and rushed directly to the wooden door that had only been reinstalled for three days.

Half of the wall that had collapsed a long time ago was also knocked down by the elbow of the elder Wu Neng, and he passed directly through the wooden door that he personally built.

Holding the door and running all the way up the steps, Wu Neng ran towards the place where the Buddha's light was the strongest in the temple.

When he arrived at the entrance of the guest room courtyard, he knelt on the ground with a "plop", crying as he walked forward.

"That damned Bi Mawen, holding a golden cudgel that is neither short nor long, once proclaimed himself king in Huaguo Mountain, and then went to the heaven to make a big fuss, saying that Monkey King, Monkey King, you don't even know us Master can't save a mortal life, who dared to get up, which judge dared to issue a ticket, and it was that ghost envoy who came to seduce the soul, let me, the old pig know, smash into the netherworld with a nail, and capture the ten generations of Hades , One by one, his tendons were cramped!"

In the guest room, Chen Wei held hot tea and listened to the howling outside the door, and then met the amused eyes of Monk Ji Le, and could only put down the tea bowl in embarrassment: "Wukong, you go and call him in, and if you continue crying, the teacher is not dead yet." drowned in his tears."

Wu Neng, who was kneeling outside the door and crawling all the way in, saw Bi Mawen walking up to him with a disgusted expression while crying, and lifted him up from the ground.

"Get up, Master is still sitting in there, he told you to come in for dinner, you are crying and howling here."

Listening to the loud cry, Wukong wished he could be hit on the head with a stick to wake him up.

The crying Wu Neng stared at the monkey in front of him, "Isn't Master dead?"

"I'm not dead yet, Wu Neng, you have made me wonder, do you count on me to die every day, so that you can go back to Gao Laozhuang to find your Cuilan?"

Inside the house, Chen Wei came out, leaning on the door frame and looking at the apprentice in the yard with a broken wooden door on his body.

Hui Deng, who was thrown away, was panting all the way, and after all the hard work, he finally came to the guest courtyard. He ran to Wu Neng, put his hands on his knees, and gasped, "I... I... I'm going to... you to eat... Mage ...he's fine... huh, huh huh huh..."

Wu Neng knelt on the ground, looked at the master who was standing not far away with all four limbs intact, and carefully went through Hui Deng's words in his mind several times.

"It turns out that you are not dead, Master. My old pig is being careless and rude for a while. Master, do you want to eat steamed buns? My old pig has earned a lot of white steamed buns outside these days, and I can take them on the road if I can't finish them." Eat it as dry food."

The huge figure kneeling on the ground got up, took down the wooden door on his body while talking, walked around the hairy-faced monkey, and walked in the direction of Chen Wei.

"and many more……"

A hairy hand pressed down on his shoulder, so that the advancing pig monster couldn't take a single step even with all its strength.

"Brother Monkey? Master is telling us to eat?" Wu Neng turned his head, looked at the hairy hand on his shoulder, and said pretendingly innocent.

Wukong pressed his shoulders, turned his body 180 degrees to face him, then tilted his head and looked at Chen Wei who was still standing at the door from the gap between his elbows.

"Master, you eat first. My old grandson hasn't chatted with the second junior brother for several days. I just want to talk to him about some private topics while you are in good health."

"But I don't have any personal topics to talk to you. Our master just woke up and hasn't seen my face carefully. Brother Monkey, can we talk about your matter later?" Wu Neng's eyes rolled quickly to find Excuse.

To this, Sun Wukong, Monkey King, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, indifferently refused in Xuanzang style.

"It's not important that you are alive, as long as I have something to talk about, come..."

Wukong took out his Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and pulled him away without any refusal: "Let's go a little farther and discuss what you called me just now, and don't let Master know that our brothers and sisters don't get along. Well, my old grandson believes that this golden cudgel in his hand, which is neither too long nor too short, can hit a pig in the hands of Bi Mawen."

"Hey! Brother, you just happen to be a pig! Just let my old grandson try your hand!"

Chen Wei leaned against the door, heard Wu Neng crying again outside the guest courtyard, laughed out loud and shook his head and went back to the dining table.

Wukong and Wuneng, who had been worrying outside for three days, found an excuse and started a fight. At first they used sticks and rakes, but then they became incoherent, and then they went in the direction of Xiasanlu. Hitting and digging.

Soon, Sun Wukong, the world-famous Monkey King, and the Marshal Canopy who once led three thousand heavenly soldiers became a group. If you dare to grab my hair, I will grab your pig's ear.

At first, Hui Deng was worried and wanted to persuade the two elders, but he saw a monkey stealing a peach and another fishing for a moon in the sea.

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