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

Awakening grinds his back molars as he watches this man sit up with a thick skin, and even makes a move.

Jin Chanzi just took down the lizard lying on Chen Wei's body, and loosened the linden tree rope tied to his body: "You have wounds on your body. This animal has just been crawling on the ground for half a day. It will hurt if it stays on you. If the wound is infected, I will help you take care of it first."

"Chen Wei, don't believe what he said, it was this monk who tied me up as soon as we met."

The rope on Bai Jian's body was gone, and the freed lizard subconsciously wanted to go back to Chen Wei's shoulder, but the hand holding his tail seemed weak, but it hung it firmly in mid-air, four The claws pawed in the air for a long time, but they couldn't touch a corner of Chen Wei's clothes.

"You are lying in the cave with unknown life and death, and there are such strange monsters around you. It is always right to be careful."

Chen Wei took his hand out of the quilt, and just about to pull someone, he held the hand with sharp eyes, and before he could speak, he said: "Junior brother, don't talk so much when you just woke up, what's wrong with you?" Just tell the brother, what you want to eat, the brother will make it for you."

Chen Wei looked at Xuanzang next to him, and looked at Xingxing with a pitiful and innocent face: "Senior brother, I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus soup you made yourself, okay?"

"Okay, senior brother will do it for you, and I will call Jueming over."

Hearing that the junior brother wanted to eat, Xingxing stood up without saying a word, glanced at a certain Buddha sitting next to him, and quickly ran out to call Jueming in.

On the one hand, it is better to keep guarding the junior brother, on the other hand, it is to strictly prevent the Western Buddhist disciples from getting close to the junior brother. If they are thrown somewhere where they cannot be found, and come back injured like this, let alone their master, Elder Fa Ming, his heart can't bear it. , The hearts of their two brothers couldn't take it anymore.

After awakening, he turned around and went out to call for someone. The mortal monk who was lying down immediately tried to sit up, and happily grabbed the monk beside the bed, "Tell me, how did you wake up? I asked Guanyin Bodhisattva to give you the wooden plaque." , I knew you would definitely wake up, where is the guy named Jin Chanzi? Will he sleep in your body like we did before?"

Jin Chanzi himself supported the body that was about to get up, and pressed the person back down again, his eyes fell deeply on the joyful face, and his tone was calm: "I don't know, it has been me since I woke up, It's as if he never came out."

"Is that the soul merged by you? Do you have his memory?"

The mortal monk stretched out his hand from under the quilt, hooked the palm on the bed and shook it, and said with a smile: "We will have our own bodies in the future, that's great."

That Jin Chanzi also did a good thing.

Jin Chanzi himself didn't know what to say about this, so he lowered his head to look at the hand in front of him, and gently opened his palm to wrap it around it: "Well, just be happy, I only have a little memory of that person."

"If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Anyway, I heard from Cihang that the golden cicada will always lie on a bodhi tree. All the memories are the picture of that tree. I guess what you see is all about him. .”

The person lying down waved the matter away with a big hand. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jueming coming at the door, leaned over and grabbed the person next to the bed, and whispered: "Brothers, when you go to bed at night Let's talk again."

The two senior brothers were still angry about his injury, probably because they saw that Xuanzang was intact but injured, so they didn't give Xuanzang a good face.

"Okay." Jin Chanzi agreed.

At the door, Xing Xing brought Jueming over. When he walked to the bed, Chen Wei had already closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Xing Xing, who was about to speak loudly, looked at the sleeping person. His loud voice at the throat turned into a strange tone, and he forcibly turned his head Pointing at the Buddha who was still sitting by the bed, he made a breathy voice: "Go out, don't disturb his rest."

This time Jin Chanzi didn't refuse, stood up directly, and took away the golden lizard that kept trying to return to Chen Wei.

The door of the room that he had lived in for more than ten years was closed in front of him again. Jin Chanzi carried the lizard to the scripture storage pavilion and left him in the middle of the hall, and the door closed automatically behind him.

Bai Jian tremblingly looked at the approaching monk, and retreated towards the back of the altar: "Don't come here, I was hatched by Chen Wei himself, if he didn't have me, he would definitely be very sad."

"What's your name, where and how long you met him, and tell me everything that happened between you and him along the way."

Jin Chanzi pulled out a bodhi branch expressionlessly, and stared at the lizard with cold eyes: "If you dare to lie to me, the poor monk doesn't mind killing you and finding him a second lizard."

Bai Jian: "Violent! You, a monk, look exactly like Chen Wei. Why is your heart ten million times more vicious than him? No, that guy is also very vicious. Every time you encounter a monster, you will rush up desperately. No wonder You look exactly alike."

On the high platform of the Sutra Pavilion, the statue of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva with a golden body is high above, watching everything that happens below with benevolent eyes.

On the bookshelf in the corner, Jue Wu, the current abbot of Jinshan Temple, listened to the conversations outside, smiled silently, and continued to quietly flip through the "Li Zhen Ru Jing" in his hand.

In the hidden golden pavilion with precious flames and endless sandalwood, Baijian was threatened by someone and had no choice but to stutter how he met Chen Wei, how he turned from a beast to a demon with his spiritual wisdom, and them. How did he go east along the way, and what kind of monsters did he encounter.

"He has been injured many times." Jin Chanzi sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were gloomy and his face was under the sesame oil lamp, half of his face seemed to be in the shadow, looking dim.

"Yeah, I'm not good at fighting monsters, and he's a mortal. Those monsters will eat him when they see him. Fortunately, he can't die. Every time he gets injured and loses an arm or a leg, he can recover within a few days. "

Once Bai Jian opened the topic, it would be easier to talk later, and his mouth would be smooth. In the second half, he didn't need Jin Chanzi to remind him, and he explained everything he remembered clearly.

It was not until the entire Jinshan Temple corridors were lit with lanterns that the closed door of the Sutra Pavilion was pushed open again.

Jin Chanzi quietly went back to the backyard, woke up at the door of the yard and moved a reclining chair, with one leg across the door, and the person lying in the chair was sleeping at the door with a blanket in his arms.

The Buddha who lived for tens of thousands of years just glanced at it and jumped in directly from the window.

There were only two oil lamps lit in the room, and the lights were dim.

Jin Chanzi walked to the bed lightly, looking at the sleeping face under the light.

With a gentle movement of one hand, he lifted off the quilt from the sleeping person. Under the quilt, the person who was only wearing his inner garment was tied with the gauze that ordinary doctors used to bandage his wounds.

Western Buddha looked at the place where the gauze was wrapped, and the words of the golden lizard in the Sutra Pavilion kept coming to his ears.

In the deep mountains and old forests, each of them, one person and one beast, try their best to survive the hands of the monsters every day in order to survive. Then find a cave or the heart of a tree at random, hide in it and wait for the wound to heal before coming out, and then continue on the road to the east.

All of this... is because he threw people in Tongtian River.

The sleeping person woke up from the dream, only to feel as if he was being stared at by a scorching gaze, and the mortal monk whose head was not awake subconsciously wanted to turn over and lie on his side.

As soon as the arm moved, someone pressed it back. After opening his dazed eyes and facing the face exactly like himself, he grinned for a second, showing a bright smile: "Is it dark?"

"It's already dark. Brother Awakening is guarding the door and forbidding me to come in. I jumped out the window and climbed in."

Hearing him jumping in through the window, the lying mortal monk pointed to a teacup on the table: "I left a portion of the sweet-scented osmanthus soup made by Brother Awakening, you also liked to eat this when you were young."

Jin Chanzi looked at the teacup placed on the coffee table, almost couldn't control the expression on his face, and lifted up the quilt on him, "Don't worry about me, Wukong will go to 33 Chongtian to help you find the Supreme Master." Laojun has taken the medicine and will be back soon."

Speaking of this matter, Chen Wei subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the place where he was injured, but he didn't touch it because it was separated by gauze.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't take the medicine. You can lie down for another three days at most and it will heal. There won't even be a scar."

"If I lose you again in the future, you can find a safe place to wait for me, and I will definitely go back to find you as quickly as possible." He will never let him place an order again, Jin Cicada swears in his heart, and at the same time, he also wonders if there is something in the sky that can bind them together forever, and it is best to have something that will never take each other away from each other.

The mortal monk who was lying unable to move nodded silently, "Okay." He silently hid the fact that he had been waiting by the Tongtian River for seventy days.

It is estimated that talking about this kind of thing will only make Xuanzang unhappy. Anyway, it has been so long, so let's just pretend it never happened.

Xing Xing guarded the door overnight, and when Jue Ming came to change shifts with him the next morning, the two looked at the intact door, and then at the figure passing by in the yard outside the door.

"He really didn't go in again yesterday?" Jueming looked at the figure in the corridor with disbelief.

"I definitely haven't gone in. My feet are so stiff on the door. If anyone pushes the door open, I will definitely wake up."

Xingxing lifted his legs that had become stiff from hanging on the door all night, and swore through gritted teeth, "I never went in."

Jin Chanzi was standing on the opposite porch, looking at the houses over there from a distance. Wukong came down from the 33rd Heaven after three o'clock last night, took a few bottles of medicine pills from the Supreme Lord and fed them to Chen Wei. Jin Chanzi came out of that room after everything was grown intact.

The author has something to say: Chen Wei: I'm fine~

感谢在2021-04-1222:23:40~2021-04-1223:54:12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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Zhaojue; 10 bottles of Jun Moxue; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!