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

Bai Jian lay on the table, his body became two feet long, and quickly swallowed all the unfinished fruits, cold dishes and vegetarian dishes on the table one by one.

Then he crawled outside the door with his tail flicking, leaning against the lintel and hiccupping to keep vigil for Chen Wei.

The unicorn came back to his own Jindou Mountain, and the demons inside saw him coming back, and looked at the direction behind him curiously: "My lord, that monk worshiped your brother and ate our altar, what do you do?" Didn't bring him back, so that the younger ones can get to know this virtuous monk?"

"Don't mention it." Dujiaosi often sat down with his clothes lifted, and sighed and looked down at a group of little demons: "He said that when he passed by Baofang to stay overnight, he asked the mortals at the foot of the mountain. , but there was only three liters of rice left in the rice tank at home. I asked me if there was that poor-looking monster nearby. The plan is to clean up all the evil spirits on the road."

He is the only one in Jindou Mountain, and there is no other monster stronger than him within two hundred miles.

"How did the king come back? But what did the monk notice?"

The little demon heard that the monk came here specifically to destroy him, so they all frightened Dujiaoxi to say a few more words.

Mentioning this, Duo Si proudly patted the back of the chair: "I had an idea on the spot, and told the monk that the harvest at the bottom of the mountain was not good for the past few years, and there were no demons at work, and I prepared such a table for him. Naturally, there is no doubt, we will give him some dry food tomorrow, and send him away politely, then close the door and continue to live our own lives."

"Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty is wise!"

When all the monsters heard that their lives were saved, they cheered and congratulated their king for escaping from such a powerful monk.

Chen Wei, who was sleeping in the empty room, lay on a long stool and turned over in his sleep, unaware that he had already been labeled as not to be provoked by monsters.

At dawn the next day, in the small cottage at the foot of Jindou Mountain, the old man who had rejected Chen Wei’s overnight request yesterday pushed aside the fence with a cane, and saw the elder who was rejected by him yesterday, in the distance. In front of the door of the Gonghou's house with the lotus hanging upside down, a monk wearing a monk's robe and carrying luggage walked out.

Standing at the door, the monk stretched out indistinctly, washed briefly with the water in his water bag, and then turned around to say goodbye to the people inside the door.

"The one-horned king is leaving, and the poor monk is going to continue on the road to teach the scriptures." Chen Wei turned to look at the monster who was carrying a basket of steamed buns inside the door early in the morning.

The monster with jagged unicorns and bright eyes enthusiastically carried the basket of dry food and sent the mortal monk all the way to the door: "I just met the mage and we have to part for a day. I really feel a little bit reluctant. I am familiar with Jindou Mountain." , it’s just over 200 miles away, I’ll give you a ride for the friendship of the landlord.”

Chen Wei looked at the basket in the opponent's hand and smiled gently: "You're too polite, won't it delay your cultivation?"

"No, no, it's my great king's blessing to be able to send the monks who came from the Lingshan Mountain in the West. This is a kind of cultivation of the mind. How can it be called a delay?"

Dujiao slapped his majestic and straight chest, wishing to pull him up into the sky and send him directly to the city of Chang'an, saving the Liuding Liujia 36 Jiedi hidden beside him, jumping out to subdue him, the biggest Jindou Mountain of demons.

"Amitabha, let's go."

The hypocritical and polite one person and one monster, looked at each other and walked forward together with a smile.

When passing the dumbfounded old man standing by the fence, Chen Wei took out three steamed buns from Dujiaosi's basket, stuffed them into the old man's hand and said, "Thank you, old man, for the tea yesterday."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the single-horned man who was walking side by side with him: "This is your villager from Jindou Mountain. The poor king at home doesn't mind if I give him some steamed buns."

Dujiaosi shook his head like a rattle: "I don't mind, I don't mind, even if you don't plan to give the elder, I plan to give him a basket of steamed buns."

It is important that before the monk leaves, he must maintain a good moral character.

"Your Majesty is really a kind and good monster."

"The elders are the charitable people who have great merit and virtue in the world that day."

The two who praised each other walked [-] miles in a row, and when they left the boundary of Jindou Mountain, Chen Wei saw that the other party was hesitating, and he stopped and bowed in a salute: "Let's send it here, The little monk vowed to go to the Eastern Tang Dynasty alone, but now the king has sent him two hundred miles away, and the little monk wants to go alone on the road ahead, so please go back."

"Then I won't send it off, I'll go back." Dujiao said with joy.

"Well, go back."

Chen Wei waved his hand as farewell, picked up the remaining steamed buns and his own luggage, turned around and walked east.

Dujiaosi stood on the boulder by the side of the road, looking at the figure that was gradually going away, cheered when the other party was completely invisible, turned around and ran to his own Jindou Mountain.

Finally, the monk who was like a plague god was sent away.

Chen Wei, who had just left, thought the same way. He was a strange mortal. After walking for two hundred miles, he only felt that his feet had been broken, but he still pretended that nothing had happened. .

Fortunately, the monster didn't seem to have a good nose, so he didn't smell the bloody smell from the bottom of his feet, otherwise it would be another fierce battle.

"he's gone."

The golden lizard came from the grass and told Chen Wei.

After hearing the monster leave, Chen Wei stopped on the spot and hugged his feet, and quickly took off his shoes.

After walking for two hundred miles, blood-colored blisters had formed on the soles of both feet, and three of them had been crushed during the walk.

"Hey, if no monsters come to beat you, you will get hurt too." Bai Jian climbed up from his lap, all the way to his shoulder, watched him take out a piece of clothing from the package, tore it into strips and wrapped his feet superior.

"So please, this loud monster, practice hard and protect me as soon as possible."

Chen Wei stuffed the bandaged feet into the moccasin boots, stood up and stepped on them, "Let's go."

They continued on the road here, and at the other end of Diling County Kou Yuanwai's house, Jin Chanzi's master and apprentice, together with the little black spider, packed up their things and said goodbye to Kou Yuanwai.

"Wukong, ask the local land to know which direction Chen Wei is going."

Jin Chanzi hung the square jade seal on his waist and directed his disciples to find someone.

Monkey King took out his Ruyi Golden Cudgel from his ear, and hit the ground with a stick, "Land! Come out!"

An old man, wrapped in felt clothes, with a warm hat covering his head, came out of the ground in a panic with a faucet crutch in his hand.

"The great sage calms down, the great sage calms down."

"Tu Tu, let me ask you, did my master go up this road two months ago?" Wukong held up the old man Tu Tu by his collar, asking him to speak clearly.

The old man looked at Jin Chanzi who was standing not far away, his eyes were blank: "Great Sage, the holy monk is standing here, you escort him all the way to learn scriptures, you must know better than the little old man, why did you come to find the little man?" The second child asked about such things."

"Elder Land, the poor monk asked you, did you see a monk who looked exactly like the poor monk here two months ago, and passed by from now on." Jin Chanzi came over and took the land from Monkey King. Lifting it in his hand, he looked at the old man in front of him with cold eyes: "You tell the truth, whether you have it or not."

"Yes, yes! It seems that a monk passed by on the mountain, but the little old man didn't see the appearance of that person clearly."

"Which direction is he going?" Jin Chanzi then asked him.

The father-in-law pointed to the direction of the flat hillside in the distance, "Going there."

"Thank you."

The father-in-law of the land, who was suspended in mid-air, returned to the ground with both feet, and the four masters and apprentices in front of him walked cleanly on the spot.

"I'll go ahead and look for it alone."

The little black spider spirit jumped off Drifting Monk's head, swayed the spider's silk, dropped a word, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Master, do you want to chase?"

Wu Neng held the nine-toothed rake and looked at the direction the spider spirit left, and asked Jin Chanzi.

Jin Chanzi looked at the temple spirit who was using the spider's silk to move forward in the air, lowered his eyes and said, "Don't worry about it."

The four masters and apprentices walked all the way to ask the land mountain god. After one morning, several people stood at the gate of a small village in a valley.

Jiao'e had just come back from the river with her wooden basin in her arms. She bumped into Jin Chanzi's master and apprentice on the mountain road, and exclaimed in shock, "Elder, why are you back?"

After finishing speaking, I realized something was wrong. Although the monk in front of me looked exactly like that young elder, the cold eyes that he looked at made Jiao'e's sister-in-law shiver uncontrollably.

It was even more impossible for the three furry-faced and sharp-mouthed monsters standing beside him to stand peacefully with that elder.

Thinking of this, sister-in-law Jiao'e hugged the wooden basin tightly in her arms, and backed away in horror.

Jin Chanzi looked at each other and put his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk who went to the west to learn scriptures from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. These three people are just ugly but kind-hearted. They are apprentices of the poor monk. It is a crime to disturb the benefactor."

After finishing the words, the three apprentices also clasped their hands together, Wu Neng approached with a smile and said: "Mother, the one you saw last time is our little master, if you see it, can you point out the four of us, the master and the disciples?" way, so that he can be found back.”

Sister-in-law Jiao'e endured her fear and looked them up and down: "You really know that elder."

"Female benefactor, look at my master's face. Is it exactly the same as the elder you know? How can this face be deceiving here?"

Wukong pointed at Jin Chanzi's face to let him see clearly.

Jin Chanzi's face was quite convincing. Sister-in-law Jiao'e pointed to the mountain road under her feet: "If you want to find him, just go east along this road. He lived here for a month, The first time he woke up and was able to speak, he said he was going east, to Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, and suffered such a serious injury, I advised him to stay and not stop."

"he is injured?"

Jiao'e's sister-in-law glanced at the speaker, and when she saw the identical face, she felt a little affection: "The left leg was broken, and the body was beaten by monsters. At first, I thought he couldn't survive. Find a place to bury him, but later he insisted on coming over, lying in that cave without firing a bomb for a whole month, the poor here have no money to hire a doctor for him, and only survived by drinking wild vegetable soup."

The author has something to say: My head hurts a lot today, as if I was tied to a big rock and kept falling.

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