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

Xuanzang frowned upon hearing this.

He didn't know about it, and it wasn't written in Chen Wei's diary. They only saw Tathagata twice in Lingshan in the past few days, and the rest of the time was busy packing these scriptures in the treasure pavilion.

For a while, before he could think of an answer, the white-headed old man knew that he had forgotten about it when he heard his silence.

"That's all, that's all, the old man will just carry you twice for nothing, let you swim over this last time."

As soon as the voice fell, the house-sized body instantly shrunk to half the size of a human being, and disappeared into the water in a flash, disappearing without a trace.

Xuanzang, who was standing on his back, only had time to shout: "Monk Drifting, watch the scriptures..."

In the next moment, the master and apprentice were swept into the five hundred miles wide Tongtian River by a huge wave.

When Chen Wei woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a group of small fish appearing in front of his eyes, looking at it curiously.

The mortal monk who suddenly woke up took a breath reflexively: "Puff cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Chen Wei, who was choked by the river, quickly glanced at the water surface not far above, and paddled his hands and feet to swim upstream.

Those who surfaced before their breath was exhausted looked at the endless river in all directions and the dark sky above, thunder flashed together, the thunder shook the mountains and rivers, and the wind howled.

"Wukong? Are you there?"

Chen Wei glanced at the sky and then lowered his head. He paddled forward desperately with both hands. The waves on the water surface were churned by the strong wind. He tried his best to swim two meters forward, but he was about to be knocked back by the wind for one meter.

The three apprentices couldn't call out, and neither could Liu Ding Liujia.

After Chen Wei swam for half an hour, he still couldn't see any direction to reach the shore, his limbs became heavier and heavier, and the wind, fog, thunder, and flashes above his head hit the top of his head, as if he wanted to take his life at any time .

The sky was getting darker and darker, and finally only the light from lightning allowed Chen Wei to see the water surface a few meters away.

"Am I going to die?"

Chen Wei looked around, it was empty, he couldn't hear anything except the sound of rough sea waves.

After searching all over his body, he could only find a useless plantain fan. Chen Wei fished the fan out of the water and slapped it in a direction not far away.

The raging fire instantly raised the temperature of the water surface and then extinguished it again. The mortal monk paddled his frozen limbs and carefully swam over to let his frozen limbs return to temperature.

Relying on this method, he swam forward some hundreds of meters. The exhausted man stopped, floating on his back in the water, watching the sky full of lightning and thunder.

"I didn't expect that I would die here."

Chen Wei threw away the plantain fan in his hand, and let the waves beat on him with the current, taking his body to an unknown direction.

When the body on the water sank little by little, Chen Wei took a last look at the dim world and closed his eyes. His body was hit by a wave to the bottom of the water.

"Buzz!"

A bell rang in Chen Wei's ears, and the submerged human subconsciously opened his eyes.

"Jin Chanzi, you haven't returned to your seat yet!"

A soaring Buddha's voice fell into the Tongtian River, the shocking dust paved the surface, tigers and leopards hid, fish and dragons were frightened, and the entire Tongtian River was illuminated by the place where the Buddha's voice landed.

Xuanzang woke up and looked up at the Buddha light all over the sky. Memories of the previous life, the previous life, and the tenth life came back one after another. The person standing at the bottom of the river also remembered his identity. Everything in Jin Chanzi is back to normal.

Jin Chanzi looked down at his hands. This is the mortal body he borrowed in the tenth life, and now he has completed his merits and virtues and is no longer needed.

Chen Wei in his sleep was awakened by the pain, his limbs and bones seemed to be pulled out by someone vigorously, the person who woke up from the pain saw a figure gradually appearing in front of his body, and that shadow gradually became concrete in the water , it was a face exactly like mine, and the other party stared at me coldly, and folded her hands together: "28 years ago, I had a great ambition to do, I borrowed you for a while, and now I will pay you back."

Enduring the pain, Chen Wei stared blankly at the person who came out of his body. The first night he came to this world 28 years ago appeared in front of his eyes. On that day, he was also in the middle of the river. A meteor fell from the sky and hit him.

A voice told him that this person said that he would borrow his body temporarily to fulfill his great wish.

But he forgot all about it.

"Xuan Zang..." Having been together for more than 20 years, Chen Wei didn't have time to think about the past, and stretched out his stiff palms to grab him: "Then what should I do?"

"You are free." Jin Chanzi took a step back, avoiding the mortal's palm, looked back in the direction of Lingshan, and broke through the water.

On the east and west banks of the Tongtian River, Wukong, Wu Neng and Drifting are looking for Xuanzang's whereabouts in the stormy waves.

It was not until dawn that they found the drenched figure walking out of the water.

"Master, you scared my old pig to death."

Wu Neng was frightened all night, but now seeing Xuanzang coming out of the water, he can't wait to rush over.

The monk who was squeezing the water on his body did not raise his head to avoid the rushing figure, and looked up at the three disciples: "Are the scriptures intact?"

"Monk Drifting took all the scriptures out of the water. We haven't opened them to read them. I'm afraid they are all soaked. We need to take them out to dry."

Wukong pointed to the four large wooden boxes they put on the bank. At that time, he and Wu Neng stood on the east bank and waited for a long time before they came. When they were about to go and have a look, Drifting was holding two boxes of wet suitcases. He got out of the water and said that the white-headed old man suddenly threw the two of them into the water halfway.

The three apprentices hurriedly went into the water to look for it. That night, the thunder was so intense that it shook the mountains and rivers until they found Xuanzang.

"Take out the scriptures and dry them."

Jin Chanzi ordered everyone that the two boxes that fell into the water were dismantled by manpower, and the wet scriptures inside were piled up in random balls. Drifting picked up the top one and was about to put it on the dry ground when a gust of wind blew , blowing the pages open to reveal the snow-white pages without any writing on them.

"Master!"

"Why is this scripture blank!" Wu Neng also found that the scripture in his hand was blank.

Jin Chanzi looked at the box of books that were all wet, and turned to look in the direction of Lingshan Mountain in Xitian: "Don't dry it anymore, go back to Lingshan Mountain."

The white-headed old man who hid in the water all night did not expect such a big scene after he threw the person into the water, he was so frightened that he nestled in his lair all night and dared not move.

After daybreak, when he was carefully poking his head out of the water to see if the group of monks had left, he hit his head with a golden cudgel as soon as he poked his head out.

"Well, you old man, you want to kill my master just because he forgot to make a decision with you! If you dare not carry our master and apprentice back to Lingshan today, my old grandson will take your back!"

Wukong was already waiting for it in the middle of the water, and caught him on the spot as soon as it emerged.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I beg the holy monk to spare my life! I will carry it! I will carry it!"

The white-headed old man didn't expect that they hadn't left yet. His life was threatened and he could only accept his fate and carry them back to the west bank.

After they landed, they quickly dived into the bottom of the Tongtian River, planning to catch more fish in the near future, and then retreat for ten years, so as not to run into these monks again.

……

Luojia Mountain, in the purple bamboo forest.Cihang sat cross-legged among the nine-petaled golden lotus, and the Bodhisattva with a golden body, full of wisdom, held a clean bottle of nectar in his hand, watching what happened in the Tongtian River, and swayed there.

At the bottom of the Tongtian River, Chen Wei woke up again, a colorful palm fish on his forehead gnawed back and forth on his face, and the awakened human stretched out his hand to grab the fish into his palm.

The little fish that had gnawed on the human head for a long time stared at him with two dead fish eyes.

"Tang Monk."

Chen Wei lost the fish and looked up at the person who came.

"I asked you that day, have you ever regretted learning the scriptures? Do you still insist on this answer now?" Cihang looked at the face that had lost all color, and continued: "As long as you regret it, you will take back what belongs to you." everything of."

The human beings floating in the depths of the water looked at the benevolent face: "What is the price?"

"You live and die."

The mortal monk in the water lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the wooden plaque tied to his left wrist, engraved with the word "Xuanzang" penetrating into wood three points. It has been tied to his wrist for several years, and he often forgot to take it off.

After a long time, just when Cihang thought that the other party didn't want to speak anymore, he finally heard the other party's question again.

"why me."

"Jin Chanzi ascended to immortality in one step by luck, and possessed the power of half-step sanctification, but he is just a ruthless golden cicada, an existence with great power and no distinction between good and evil in the three realms of heaven, earth and man. If You are Tathagata, what will you do."

Chen Wei untied the wooden sign on his wrist, and let it be taken away by the waves, "Let him go down to earth and experience the so-called seven emotions and six sufferings, or let him learn the difference between good and evil?"

"Yeah, but the Tathagata failed. We found nine families for him to go through the catastrophe nine times, let him experience life, old age, sickness and death, love parting, hate resentment meeting, can't ask, still can't influence him." Cihang mentioned the nine times The plan is also very headache.

He had already run to Dongtu Great Tang ten times for that guy, and after watching him fail nine times, the Tathagata suspended his plan before the tenth descended to earth.

They calculated Jin Chanzi's horoscope, and finally found a new hope in the memory of only one tree.

"That koi was the only time in his tens of millions of years of life that he took the initiative."

A cicada who didn't even see the Buddha falling under his bodhi tree helped an ordinary koi.

"Unbeknownst to us, that koi followed him through the ninth world. As a general, he took the lead, managed the soldiers well, and defended the country. He was a doctor, and the doctor was benevolent, and he hung the pot to save the world. He was an official. , honesty and chastity, putting the people first... It's the same in the ninth generation, and all your merits and virtues come from this way."

Cihang held the bottle of nectar in his hand and changed his posture: "In Huasheng Temple, he refused to learn scriptures, but you agreed, you are the Tang monk."

The author has something to say: Cihang: You live and die, and he lives and dies.