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

The monk official snorted coldly, remembering that he was taken to a corner by the mage's apprentice yesterday to recite scriptures, he turned his head and left.

Anyway, they all rushed into the temple, and they couldn't drive them away. They could do whatever they liked, and it had nothing to do with him.

Xuanzang didn't care about the monk's attitude, and ordered everyone to repair every damaged door and window. Even Wu Neng wiped all the Buddha statues in the Buddhist hall to shine in order to show in front of him.

The person who had done all this returned to the well with the Drifting Monk.

"Drifting Monk, remove the stone slab above this."

Drifting bent down, and with one hand, removed the stone slab that had been covered for two years, revealing a well mouth that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. Xuanzang took a step forward and looked down.

Only a layer of water can be seen at the bottom of the dark well, and ordinary people at the mouth of the well can climb down, but Xuanzang glanced back at his Drifting monk, who was twice as wide as ordinary people, and asked him to go down to retrieve the bones. One leg gets stuck.

Wu Neng was even worse, the apprentice had lost weight for several months without noticing that his waist had become thinner, so he could only wait for Wu Kong to come back.

"Go back." Xuanzang turned and left, waiting for Wukong who had gone to the city to come back.

Sun Wukong, who had breakfast in the morning and flew up to the clouds, had arrived at the city forty miles away. When he arrived at the gate of the city, he fixed his eyes and saw the strange mist and clouds in the sky above Wuji Kingdom, and the evil wind and resentment burst out, "Sure enough, there are monsters. !"

If the real dragon sat on the throne, there would naturally be clouds of auspicious light and five colors over the city, but now the throne is occupied by monsters, causing the entire city to be filled with black air.

Wukong transformed into a Taoist man with a height of three feet and a slender body. He entered the city while shaking a rattle in his hand.

Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly heard a cannon sound not far away, and everyone present at the scene with the loud sound lowered their heads at the same time, Wukong stood in the crowd and looked towards the place where the sound came out, and a road flashed out of the east gate. People and horses, colorful flags and white horses are brave, and everyone on the horses has eagles and dogs with bows on their waists, and they leave the city in an instant.

"The prince is hunting again."

After the group of people left, the old man on the side of the road raised his head and muttered to the distant figure over there.

"Old man, the leader just now is the prince here?" Wukong heard the word "prince", and had an idea to grab the old man who had just spoken, and let him speak more clearly.

Seeing his appearance as a foreigner, the other party pulled back his sleeves, "That's the military attache of the Eastern Palace. They are going to meet the prince. Recently, the prince has led them to hunt in the forest twenty miles away."

"Good hunting! Good hunting!"

Wukong thought that the kid was the son of the water ghost king, so he went directly to him to explain the reason. It would definitely be more cost-effective to have him cooperating with others in the palace than to go directly. With a sway, he turned into an eagle and caught up with the group of people.

The old man who had just talked to him suddenly saw a big living man turned into an eagle, his face turned pale, and he pointed at the open space: "Monster! Monster!"

The passers-by who passed by overheard this, and suspiciously looked in the direction he pointed, it was empty and there was nothing: "It's strange, where are the monsters, could it be that you are confused."

Wukong caught up with the group of people riding horses in front, and soon arrived in the eastern suburbs, he saw that there was a Chinese army camp in the high ground facing the sky. A man was wearing armor on his head and holding a Qingfeng sword in his hand, sitting down and standing among the people on a yellow puma horse. , who vaguely has the aura of a king.

"It seems that this is the water ghost prince."

Wukong turned into an eagle and stood on the flagpole not far away. Seeing the full-stringed bow tied around his waist, Wukong pulled out a monkey hair and blew it out. Snow White Rabbit.

The rabbit didn't dodge, and purposely ran around in the direction of the prince for a few times, only after the people who attracted him found him, he ran out.

Sure enough, this action made the eyes of the young man on the horse shine on the spot, he drew his bow and picked up an arrow, aimed at the white rabbit, and hit it with one arrow.

Wukong took another breath, and the arrow passed by the rabbit, and ran into the grass in an instant.

The water ghost prince chased him out on the spot, Wukong commanded the rabbit to shoot to a remote place in the air, the yellow puma on the ground followed closely behind, and chased all the way to the Baolin Temple forty miles away.

Wukong landed immediately, threw the long arrow at the gate of Baolin Temple Mountain, transformed himself into a rabbit, left a tail for the water ghost prince, passed the gate, and got in.

Inside the temple, the monk with a bad attitude was holding a pot of hot water from the kitchen in his hand. When he noticed that someone pushed open the temple door, he looked up and saw the monkey monk who carried him to recite scriptures yesterday. Get up from the ground.

"I don't know why." The monk official's face turned black, and he was about to leave with hot water.

Prince Shuigui, who was chasing after him on a yellow puma, arrived at the gate of the mountain. Just as he saw the plaque on the gate, he saw the rabbit he was chasing all the way into the gate of the temple, and his arrow landed at the gate.

The man who got off his horse walked up the steps to pick up his long arrow, then looked up at the plaque: "Baolin Temple?"

He remembered that he had been here last year, but this year he spent most of his time in Wufenglou giving lectures to the bachelor, and he had never been to the temple.

The prince tied the reins of the horse to the railing beside him, pushed open the half-closed temple door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the temple gate, the escort officer who came up behind him also came here, and everyone got off their horses and crowded into the temple gate.

Inside the temple, Taoist Sweeping the Floor and Ringing the Bell was about to strike the bell. He saw so many people appearing here and saw the appearance of the leader, so he dropped the things in his hands in a panic and ran back.

"Father, the crown prince is here!"

In the abbot's hall, the monk official was sitting in front of the coffee table, taking out the tea leaves he had pressed from the bottom of the box to soak in water. When the Taoist said something, the teapot in his hand shook, and the hot water overflowed the cup and rolled to the ground.

The monk officer lost the teapot on the spot, and put on his cassock without thinking about it, he hurried out of the abbot's hall and grabbed the flustered Taoist sweeper: "Who do you think is here?"

"It's the prince, the prince is here." Taoist Sweeper saw the prince and His Majesty coming here in person last year. At that time, he took a look at it from a distance. He didn't expect that the other party would lead the officials here alone today.

"Go! Go out to meet the prince." After the monk heard that the prince had arrived, he dragged the Taoist out to greet him on the spot.

In the Buddhist building opposite the Abbot's Hall, Xuanzang is listening to Wukong's story about how he led the water ghost prince to the temple.

"Originally, after seeing him, my old grandson wanted to talk to him alone, but then I thought that we don't have a token in our hands and don't know him well. It might be difficult to discuss this matter with him alone. He happened to be riding a yellow puma. By the way, he was led to this temple."

The gate of the Buddhist building was built by Liu Ding Liu Jia, and now it is fully open on all six sides, so Xuanzang can clearly see the scene of the other side's monk bringing the Taoist who sweeps the floor and rings the bell to greet him.

"Master, shouldn't we greet the prince when he comes?" Wu Neng sat beside him, holding a grasshopper made by Xuanzang in his hand, and asked him curiously.

"We went to the backyard to fish up his father's body."

Xuanzang stood up and motioned for them to follow.

The four masters and apprentices returned to the wellhead where the stone slab had been removed, and Wukong also probed down to look in. The water was glistening, and he didn't know how deep it was.

"Wukong, go down and see if you can salvage him and let him talk to the prince about the monsters in the city."

"Mage."

A snow-white figure floated up from the deep well, and appeared in front of the four master and apprentice covered in water. The water ghost took out something from his bosom and handed it to Xuanzang.

"This is the widow's gold inlaid white jade. This is what I used to wear day and night. My son also recognizes it. The Quanzhen Taoist only forgot this after he became me. Master, you can take this to see that child."

Xuanzang took the jade and raised his eyes to look at him: "You don't see him?"

"The widow is dead, and the corpse soaked in the bottom of the well has long since changed beyond recognition. I don't want my son to see this kind of picture." Although he wanted to take revenge, he didn't want the prince to have more of him in his mind from now on, leaving only the picture of the corpse at the bottom of the well.

While the four masters and apprentices were standing here and talking, the monk official and Taoist sweeping the floor and ringing the bell had kowtowed to pick up the prince and others, welcomed them into the main hall, and came out to pay homage to the Buddha statue. play scene.

I saw that there were unpainted places on the pillars, doors and windows everywhere, and I could smell the unique smell of trees when I got close.

"What do these mean?"

The prince pointed to the wood that had just replaced the broken pillar, and raised his eyes to see that except for the Fangchang Hall, there were signs of renovation everywhere in the rest of the halls.

The monk officer glanced at the direction of his finger, lowered his eyes and explained: "Several monks from the Eastern Tang Dynasty came to the temple yesterday, because they couldn't take out the money to go out for the night, so they stayed in the temple and helped repair the doors and windows in exchange. , they fixed it this morning."

"There are monks from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East! Hurry up and introduce me!" The prince heard that there were eminent monks from the Tang Dynasty in the temple, and he couldn't wait to meet them.

The monk had no choice but to lead them to the Buddha building opposite the abbot's hall. The door of the Buddha building was open, and they could see the suitcases inside, but they were not there.

"What about people?"

The prince raised his head, looked into the empty room, turned around and asked the monk official: "Is there any place in this temple that we have never been to?"

"I haven't been to the backyard yet. These monks also went to the backyard in the morning."

"Then go to the backyard!" With a wave of the prince's hand, a group of people went to the backyard in a mighty manner, and they met the four masters and apprentices oncoming in the corridor.

From tall to short, from fat to thin, from graceful to half human and half demon.

Four monks with completely different appearances came from the opposite side. The prince looked at the leading monk, and then at the three ugly monks beside him who were one step behind.

"Gudong." Swallowing down, he moved his mouth and asked the monk in a low voice: "Are these the eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty?"

It looks a bit unhuman.

The author has something to say: Chen Wei: To be honest, apart from me, no one is really human.

Xuanzang/Wukong/Wu Neng/Drifling Monk: ...

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