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

After hearing what he said, Jiao'e subconsciously looked at his injured leg.

When she dragged him away from the group of monsters from the forest, only she knew how badly he was injured.

Her husband always thought that he was just hurting his leg and couldn't move easily. In fact, the wound on the elder's body had been put on someone else's body, and he would have died ten times or eight times.

There is also the ability that the wound will heal automatically without using medicine. Jiao'e has questions but never asks them.

Chen Wei stood up with his crutches, and the mortal monk standing at the entrance of the cave greeted the light and said, "I don't even know whether I am a human being or anything else. Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty is a hundred and eight thousand miles away. If I want to go back, I have to figure out who I am first."

"Do you have to go to that Tang Dynasty? Elder, if you have no place to go, you can live here for the rest of your life." The last time I was captured by a monster when I went out, I used up the courage of Jiao'e's sister-in-law in this life. When I arrived at Datang, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away, I wanted to persuade him to stay. "

"It can't be helped, my home is there." And he thought about the Elder Ming and Brother Awakening.

Want it so so much.

Jiao'e's sister-in-law looked at the monk who was smiling nicely in front of her, and for a moment felt that he was smiling but seemed to be crying.

The matter of Chen Wei's return to Monster Mountain was settled in this way. Jiao'e used to only come once or twice a day, but after learning about this, she came here every morning, noon and night.

The reason is also justified.

"If you want to go back to the monster mountain, I won't stop you, but if you want to find the monster, you have to wait until your body recovers. When your legs can go up the mountain and climb trees, I will personally send you off."

A piece of coarse-grain steamed bun mixed with wild vegetables was stuffed into his palm, "Now your task is to heal your wounds!"

Chen Wei held the piece of steamed bun dumbfounded, and honestly ate it bite by bite in front of her, absolutely not wasting food by cheating.

In this way, after living in the cave for another three days, Chen Wei let go of the crutch in front of Sister-in-law E's face, and stood on the spot and made five long jumps back and forth.

"Sister-in-law E, look, the little monk's legs are already healed, he can walk and jump." Chen Wei jumped up on the spot, stretched his arms and grabbed a leaf more than two meters high beside the cave, and held it in his hand. The sister-in-law looked carefully.

"I saw it, I saw it, be careful."

Jiao'e was startled when she saw him jump so high. After holding him back, she handed him the steamed buns she had prepared with a sad face, and took out a handful of iron catalpa from her back.

"You take this one, your dagger is too short, it is not as good as this one when you encounter monsters."

"That's fine, thank you Mrs. E." Chen Wei took a look at the old iron catalpa and took it away on the spot.

After the whole village fell asleep in the middle of the night, Chen Wei took the iron catalpa and walked quietly to the gate of the yard of Mrs. E's house, and gently placed the iron catalpa in the yard before carrying his luggage. He went to the monster mountain without looking back.

……

Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou.

Xiao Hei happily bounced from the Sutra Pavilion all the way to the courtyard where Elder Fa Ming lived.

The little black spider the size of a palm was hanging in mid-air and was moving forward, unable to touch and bump into a huge body.

The spider silk that flew out of its mouth stuck to the red hair at the back of Drifting Monk's head. The tower-like monk turned around, and his two lantern-sized eyes focused together to see what the thing that hit him looked like. .

"Eldest brother, there are monsters."

A palm the size of a cattail fan lifted the dizzy black spider and held it in front of Monkey King.

"You are the monster! Your whole family are monsters! I am obviously a temple spirit!"

Xiao Hei has been pointed at the nose for many years and called it a monster, so he spun silk and went straight to the door of Elder Fa Ming's room.

"Bang bang." The tightly closed door was pulled open from the outside by its spider silk.

The little black spider hanging on Drifting's finger opened its throat and began to howl.

"Xuanzang, help me, there are monsters bullying me!

In the room, Jin Chanzi, who was kneeling, heard the movement outside the door, got up and walked out of the room.

When the three apprentices in the courtyard saw him coming out, they all stood up from the ground.

"Let it go." Jin Chanzi looked at the black spider hanging from Drifting's finger.

Drifting subconsciously let go of his fingers, and the little black spider followed the thread he had hooked just now, stomped on it arrogantly and scratched in front of Jin Chanzi.

When he was only one foot away from the opponent, Xiao Hei jumped onto Jin Chanzi's shoulder.

"Friend, you are finally back, do you miss me very much?"

After the talking little black spider finished speaking, he wanted to climb on the opponent's head.

As soon as he lifted his foot, he pressed it down with one finger: "I'm not him, don't move."

"Oh oh oh." Hearing the familiar indifferent and unhappy tone, Xiao Hei retracted the leg he stepped out.

Jin Chanzi returned to Elder Fa Ming's room, and the three people in the room had been sitting there motionless since just now.

Seeing him come back again, Elder Fa Ming looked up at him and knelt back to where he was just now, and sighed: "Buddha, get up, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't stand your kneeling ceremony."

"Master for one day, father for life, if you hadn't rescued me from the river, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Elder Fa Ming twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he got to his mouth, he looked at the face exactly like his apprentice, and couldn't say anything.

The originally curved back seemed to become even more curved: "Since the Buddha has taken the scriptures, let's go to Chang'an. It has been ten years since the Buddha left and His Majesty built the Sutra Tower outside the city. Every year, I will come there in person to wait for the return of the Buddha, but I am old, so I will not accompany you."

Elder Fa Ming waved his hand after speaking, indicating that they could go out.

Awakening Juoming stood up, helped Elder Faming from left to right to rest in the inner room, when he came out, he saw that Buddha was still kneeling outside, and walked directly in front of him: "Buddha, please. "

Jin Chanzi glanced at the two senior brothers who were angry, stood up silently and stopped insisting.

Xiao Hei, who was squatting on his shoulder, looked at the weird atmosphere in front of him, hugged his eight claws tightly, and gently grabbed the little monk's cassock: "Xuan Zang, are you leaving again?"

"Don't go."

Jin Chanzi walked out the door, looked at the three apprentices waiting for him, and the four boxes of scriptures in the yard, and could only turn around to look at the two senior brothers who were closing the door.

"Brother, we just came back from Lingshan in the West, can we stay here for one night before returning to Chang'an tomorrow."

Xingxing and Jueming looked at the three so-called apprentices with strange shapes, wanting to refuse directly.

Jin Chanzi was aware of it and spoke again, lowered his eyes to look at the ants crawling past on the ground and said softly: "They are all disciples accepted by Chen Wei, and they can be regarded as disciples of Jinshan Temple."

Hearing that Chen Wei accepted the three apprentices, Awakening refused on the spot and changed his words: "Then go to the hospital, there are still rooms over there."

"The scriptures are also what Chen Wei wants. Can you find a room to temporarily settle them down? We will take them away tomorrow."

Jueming looked at the four huge boxes in the yard, and nodded affirmatively: "I'll ask someone to come over and move these to the Sutra Pavilion."

"They are strong, just let them go straight to carry them." Jin Chanzi pointed to Wu Neng and said to Drifting Monk.

Awakening and Jueming looked at the two apprentices who seemed to be very strong, and believed him for a while.

Juewu, who was sitting in the Sutra Pavilion reading a book, soon heard footsteps coming from outside the door. Just as he was about to put down the scriptures and go out to check, he saw a four-foot-tall body walking towards the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

The indigo-colored head with red hair fluttering, the Drifting Monk who looked different from ordinary people looked at the mortal in front of him wearing the clothes of the abbot and the abbot, and opened his mouth to make a gong-like voice: "Please let me, these scriptures should be read." Carry it in."

Juewu hurriedly pushed open all sixteen doors of the Sutra Pavilion, and four boxes taller than both of them were brought in.

The two disciples who carried these things did not forget to help him close all the sixteen doors after putting down the things.

Before Wu Neng left, he caught a glimpse of the young monk standing in the corner and looked at them quietly, his eyes swept over the other's clothes, and he asked loudly, "Are you the abbot here?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is Juewu, the abbot of Jinshan Temple, and I have met two of you."

Wu Neng didn't expect that he was right, and looked at his age: "It's amazing to be an abbot at such a young age."

The angle of being praised was a bit strange, Jue Wu walked towards them without any anger, clasped his hands together and explained: "Master, the old man is worried that no one in the temple will know his identity after the third senior brother returns, so he asked me, who is the youngest, to be the This abbot, no matter ten years, twenty years or thirty years, there will always be a disciple in Jinshan Temple who remembers the third senior brother."

"My master is your third senior brother?" Wu Neng didn't expect that the monk in front of him, who was older than Xuanzang, was actually the junior brother of the mortal monk.

"If you are Xuanzang's brother's son, then you are right." Juewu thought that the disciples of the three brothers had weird looks and were quite interesting.

They were chatting here, and over there Jin Chanzi had already led the little black spider to follow the route in memory, from the Daxiong Palace to the back, bypassing the familiar old wall water tank, and walked to the room where he once lived.

Xiao Hei squatted on his shoulder, looking at the familiar wooden door in front of him: "Your two senior brothers often help you clean the room. It's the same as before you left. No one has touched it."

Jin Chanzi pushed the door open, and the room, which had not been lived in for more than ten years, was well maintained. Whether it was the walls, the bookcases, or even the booklets on the desk that were used as diaries, they were all in good condition. According to his past habits, they were neatly piled there.

He walked to the desk, took out one of the diaries, and opened the first page. What he saw was a child holding a few peach-shaped patterns in his hands, and a row of mosquitoes stumbling around.

"Xuanzang, don't be angry. I'll go down and promise you that I won't go to the back mountain to play with Xiao Hei alone. Otherwise, you will punish me for copying Amitabha scriptures ten times."

"It's written by Chen Wei." Xiao Hei squatted on his shoulder, looked down at the content written in the diary, and asked him with a smile: "Xuan Zang, can you sleep for a while and let me talk to Chen Wei?" ? I miss him so much."

作者有话要说：小黑：我是来扎刀的。感谢在2021-04-0723:52:41~2021-04-0822:24:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast deep-water torpedoes: 1 students, Xiao Huang;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yuwei Liu;