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

Chen Wei did not expect to hear such an answer.

The mother and son at the gate of the Buddha Tower came from the corridor. The prince wanted to thank Chen Wei before sending the empress of the palace back to the palace.

But he didn't know the identity of the young man in green clothes and red eyes sitting on the stone table, so he didn't dare to come over in the end, but just stood in the corridor directly opposite and bowed to them.

After watching the mother and child leave, the green-haired lion monster jumped off the table and walked towards the Buddha building.

"Wait, he has been dead for three years now, and there is only his body inside." Chen Wei chased after him.

"I know. I came to see him a year ago. At that time, he turned into a water ghost and hid beside him complaining that I wouldn't let him reincarnate. I heard it."

The green-haired lion monster walked straight to the door of the Buddha building without stopping, and looked at the dismantled wooden board inside the door with his hands behind his back. There lay a middle-aged man wearing a sky-high crown, a yellow robe, and a jasper belt around his waist. , lying there silently on the worry-free shoes.

In the corner of the Buddha building, a drenched water ghost king stood there, staring at the young man at the door resentfully, and recognized him at a glance.

During those few years of getting along with each other, the other party also showed this real appearance in front of him, and he never expected to see him again so long after his death.

The Lord of the Water Ghosts shifted his gaze to the Great Tang mage who was following him, and stayed on the two of them for a while: "Master, what does this mean?"

Chen Wei met those eyes full of resentment, and coughed secretly with fists in his hands: "The poor monk has already found out about you, do you want to know why you were pushed into the well?"

"I pushed it." The green-haired lion monster pointed to his nose, "I pushed it on purpose."

If it weren't for the shadow of being pushed down to the bottom of the well, the Lord of the Water Ghosts would have jumped up on the spot to trouble the green-haired lion monster.

Even if they didn't find it now, one of the two parties stood inside the house and the other stood outside the house, and the atmosphere had already become full of gunpowder. Chen Wei hurriedly pulled the green-haired lion monster at the door aside: "My Liu Ding Liujia is cleaning the room here. , help me see if there is anything that hasn’t been cleaned up, I’ll talk to the lord alone.”

Liu Ding Liujia, who was closing the door and cleaning up the room next door, saw a stranger who was pushed into their room by the mage and given the name of a supervisor.

But after the other party said that he was from Manjusri Bodhisattva on Mount Wutai, Liu Ding Liujia immediately regarded him as one of his own.

It's fun here, but the atmosphere in the Buddha building next door is not so good.

Chen Wei walked to the table and asked the Lord of the Water Ghosts to sit down and chat together: "My great disciple went to Jiuxiao to go to the Taishang Laojun to seek the elixir for His Majesty to bring the dead back to life."

"Dharma master, after the widow is resurrected, I must offer fast and burn incense, and the four masters and apprentices will have a feast." The king of water ghosts heard that he was still alive, and vowed on the spot that he would repay them in the future.

"It doesn't matter. The poor monk has already asked the Taoist why he pushed you to the bottom of the well. Speaking of which, it's still your fault."

Lord Water Ghost: "!" ㄊ But he was deceived! I didn't feel sorry for him. He also had what I had in those few years. I was still worthy of his brother. I even promised that as long as he was willing, my life would be mine. Everything can be shared with him, so he pushed me into the water, and now you say it's my fault??"

If Ye Youshen hadn't informed him that the mage in front of him was a good man of the tenth life, a person of great merit, and he would reunite his family of three. table.

The old god Chen Wei was holding the teacup, took a sip of the warm tea, and continued: "Five years ago, the grass seeds in your Wuji country didn't grow, and the people died of hunger. At that time, you opened a warehouse to release grain and help the people. Buddha You sent Manjusri Bodhisattva to help you return to the West and become a Buddha, but when he came down to earth and turned into a mortal monk to ask you for alms, you tied him up with a rope and threw him into the water for three days and three nights, can this happen?"

The master of the water ghost looked at the Tang mage in front of him in confusion, and his thoughts gradually recalled the memory of five years ago with the words of the other party. At that time, he remembered that a mortal monk came to him and said that he should return to the west. up.

The lord of the country is now in his prime, alive and strong, with the empress of the third palace and the concubines of the sixth courtyard. He suddenly heard a mortal monk curse himself to die, and was furious on the spot. To show your example.

A few days later, Jin Yiwei came to report that the monk in the water was missing, and there was only a bundle of rope left on the spot at the bottom of the water.

"Remember?" Chen Wei drank up a pot of tea, and the Lord of the Water Ghosts opposite was still staring at him. After drinking it, Chen Wei felt that he would not be able to eat dinner today, so he could only interrupt the other party. train of thought.

"I remember." The Lord of the Water Ghosts, who was caught in the memory, came back to his senses, his face full of regret: "That turned out to be a mortal man transformed by Manjusri Bodhisattva. I was so impulsive that day, I never thought that I would become a fairy!"

Chen Wei: "..." Your focus is on this point, and you probably won't have the chance to become a fairy or a Buddha in the future.

"The young man next door, he is the Shili King under the seat of Manjusri Bodhisattva on Wutai Mountain, and he was ordered to come here and return all the sufferings that Bodhisattva suffered that day."

"But I only threw him into the water for three days, and he pushed me down the well for three full years!"

"One day in the sky, one year on the ground. I counted three days in the sky with my fingers, and you were picked up by me before the time was up. It has not been three years. If you are dissatisfied with me, let the apprentice Carry your corpse to the well, throw it down again and pretend that this incident never happened, and wait until the three-year period expires before letting King Shili fish you out himself."

"Forgive me, Mage, I'm quick to talk, don't push me into the well anymore. I'm really scared after such a long time without people and ghosts."

The monks in the temple couldn't see his existence, and his ghost couldn't leave the temple. At first, he hoped that the Taoist would find his conscience and come to look for him. After waiting day after day, he only hoped that there would be Individuals can appear before themselves, someone can speak to themselves.

After that, he sat by the well doing nothing all day long. If the mage hadn't appeared, he didn't know how long he would have to live like this.

"He's next door now, go and apologize to him."

Chen Wei reopened the door of the Buddha Building, and Liu Ding Liujia next door finally cleared out the room he was going to live in tonight.

The two apprentices who boiled water and collected firewood in the kitchen finally reappeared. A group of people watched the Lord of the Water Ghost walk up to the blue-clothed and red-eyed Shili King, knelt on the ground and sincerely repented: "I have been dead for three years. Only after enlightenment did the Master know what he had done wrong, and now he does not seek reincarnation, but only hopes that the Bodhisattva can forgive me for my unintentional mistakes in the past, and from now on, I will not dare to do such sad things again.”

"three days left."

The red-eyed young man in blue looked at the King of Water Ghosts kneeling on the ground and said, "Your punishment will be over in three days."

"Thank you Bodhisattva." Three years have passed, and now there are only three days left, which is enough for the king to be grateful.

That Wukong climbed somersault cloud alone, went straight into the Nantianmen and went all the way to the cloud light, went to the 33 Tianlihen Tiandoushi Palace, and went straight to the Danfang in the palace, where he saw the Taishang Laojun following Xiantong was obsessed with making alchemy by fanning fire with his fan.

"Old gentleman, no one came to entertain my grandson when he came."

Wukong took a few steps forward, wanting to see what kind of elixir he was concocting.

As a result, as soon as he passed by, the other party blocked the pill box with a fan in his hand, "You monkey, if you don't accompany that Tang monk to go to the west to learn scriptures, there must be no good things coming to me, maybe you are here to steal my pill again .”

"My old grandson is not that kind of person. Besides, the matter of stealing your elixir was a matter of many years ago. Why are you still rehabilitating the old score?" Wukong couldn't see the elixir in his hand, so he had to Sit down anywhere, pick up the fan on the ground and imitate the appearance of the fairy boy, and fan the fire of the alchemy furnace.

After fanning it a few times, I felt that the fire head was a bit small; "Old gentleman, why is your fan useless at all, the fire head is so small, the medicine in it won't be broken."

Taishang Laojun waved his hand and signaled those fairies to leave here first with the elixir. After everyone left, he was making alchemy by himself while answering his question: "The elixir is not broken, but the fan is lost. You come here this time. Could it be that you want to return my banana fan?"

The plantain fan is still in Chen Wei's sleeve, and it is impossible to return it to Taishang Laojun in this life.

Wukong imitated Chen Wei's usual appearance of pretending to be innocent, and waved the fan: "Why is Laojun's fan in the hands of my grandson? Back then, you two alchemy boys came down to earth as demons and stole five of your treasures." Later, when my master subdued them, he personally returned the five treasures to Guanshiyin Bodhisattva of the South China Sea, could it be that the Bodhisattva swallowed them privately?"

Inside the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, Cihang raised his hand to pick up the willow leaves in the clean bottle in his hand, and drew them towards the void.

"Snapped!"

Within 33 days of Lihentian, Wukong covered his head from the beating.

"It deserves it!" Laojun was in a happy mood seeing him being beaten.

Sun Wukong rubbed his head and didn't want to lose face. He spread his palm in front of Taishang Laojun and said, "Give me a bottle of Jiuzhuan Huanhun Pill."

"Do you know how many grains there are in a bottle of Nine Turns Resurrection Pill? Open your mouth and talk nonsense. I think you were rejected by your master because of your ambition. You were driven out and had no place to run. Come here to play wild." With a glance, he covered the pill bag tied around his waist, in case he came to snatch it at any time.

"My master won't drive me away. If you can't give me a bottle, then you can give me one. Back then, my old grandson ate countless pills from you. How can you take out a single pill now? You won't If you don't have that fan, you don't even have the ability to make alchemy?" After finishing speaking, he used his pair of fiery eyes to look at the Taishang Laojun from bottom to top.

It seems to be saying with your eyes, this is what you are good at?That's it?

Taishang Laojun blew his beard and stared angrily, lifted his pill bag, and opened it to let him see his pill: "You said I don't know how to make alchemy? What do you think that fan can do? It's a tool for burning fire." , I can make alchemy without that fan!"

"Then can you still refine the Jiuzhuan Resurrection Pill?" Wukong probed, looking at the pills in his pill bag, without writing their names and not knowing which one he wanted.

"This is it." Laojun pointed to one of the white pills for him to see clearly.

The author has something to say: Laojun: Super Qi!He even said that I don't know how to make alchemy!

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