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

The father-in-law of Chang'an City opened a pair of dim old eyes, and after bowing to salute, he realized that there was one less person in front of him. He glanced at Zhantan Gongde Buddha with some surprise: "The little old man has seen the holy monk, and he heard that the holy monk wants to Go to Prime Minister Yin's Mansion, and come here to guide the holy monk."

After he finished speaking, Chen Wei had already walked in front of Chang Guang, and looked at the temple spirit with an apologetic face: "I want to go to Prime Minister Yin's residence with Xuanzang, but I don't know where the house is, so I want to find someone to give it to me." Let's point you in the right direction."

Chang Guang held the lantern and looked at the holy monk and the strange old man standing not far away, and returned his gaze to Chen Wei: "I have never been to Prime Minister Yin's residence, but all the ministers live in Sanmen Wufeng. In front of the building, it should be much easier to find there.”

Seeing the tired look on his face, Chen Wei lowered his voice apologetically and whispered to him: "Go back and tell Shi Sang that he won't have class all day tomorrow, so he can sleep a little longer."

In the early morning of tomorrow, he would drag Xuanzang out to give the students in the temple who were overwhelmed by study today a day off.

This news made Chang Guang's tired face lighten a bit, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Shi Sang will definitely regret not coming out to see you tonight when he hears this news."

Thinking of the little fox, Chen Wei asked him, "Is Shi Sang okay now?"

It's really embarrassing for the little fox to let the temple master learn such complicated Sanskrit. Just now, he looked at the other party's big tail before get out of class, and suspected that the tail would be bald if it continued like this.

Referring to his companion, Chang Guang smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's already become a fox's fur. It should be fine after a night of rest and then hear the good news about you."

Chen Wei breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I'll go to the street tomorrow and buy him some delicious food for him."

When they were talking, Jin Chanzi standing at the gate of the temple looked in that direction, watched the man stop the temple spirit, and leaned very close, talking and laughing.

Even in the middle of speaking, they leaned over and lowered their voices, and the two began to murmur.

I don't know what I'm talking about, I'll be so happy that I even forget to stand here.

Fozi, who never stood and waited, stepped directly towards the direction of the two of them, and stood in front of Chen Wei, only to see the speaker turn to look at him when he heard the footsteps.

"What are you talking about? The Land God has come out. He is more familiar with Chang'an City than Chang Guang."

Chang Guang, who was carrying the lantern, vaguely felt that the way the monk was looking at him at the moment was a bit unfriendly.

"We're talking about Shi Sang, you go and send that person away, I want Chang Guang to take me there, or we go separately, you and that land, me and Chang Guang, how about whoever finds Prime Minister Yin's mansion first? "When Chen Wei saw the land father-in-law, he knew it was not the same person, but he still couldn't control his bad temper.

When he climbed up from Tongtian River, passed through Diling County, and then passed the mountain with wolf demons, that was the first time he felt the threat of death thoroughly.

Before the wolf demon was struck by lightning, he clearly remembered that he begged the local land father-in-law to come out and help him.

But no.

Until he was dragged away from under the tree as a corpse by Jiao'e's sister-in-law, the land father-in-law never showed up from the beginning to the end.

After ten years of seeking Buddhist scriptures in the Western Paradise, the four masters and apprentices traveled westward and called the land countless times. Every time they shouted, they responded. Even if Xuanzang just mentioned a name, the other party quickly got out of the land and waited for the order.

The only time he called was rejected.

Since that day, he has never paid homage to any gods, whether it is in Jinshan Temple or Huasheng Temple, he has never offered incense to the Bodhisattvas in each temple.

That was also the first time he realized that what those gods saw was never him, and the so-called politeness they gave was never because of him.

It's just because Tathagata's second disciple is on him, so these gods will give him face.

Once Xuanzang left, no god would take care of him again.

His anger came suddenly, Jin Chanzi didn't understand why he was suddenly angry.

After searching the memory of the tenth life quickly, Fozi still couldn't find the answer, so he had to signal the land god behind him to return to his place, and then said to Chang Guang: "You lead the way."

Chang Guang was leading the way for them, while Jin Chanzi looked at the obviously angry man at the back, and seemed at a loss for the first time, so he had to slow down and walk with him, wanting to wait for him to tell himself before speaking.

The three of them walked to the empty Wufeng Building, but there was no movement except for the sound of footsteps.

The watchman who knocked the watch turned around from the corner, and just saw a figure dazzled before realizing that it was his own eyesight. The street was pitch black, except for the red lantern hanging at the entrance of the inn and restaurant, the whole street was empty.

Little did he know that there were three figures passing by in front of him.

Chang Guang walked in front, looking at the courtiers' houses in front of Wufeng Tower from time to time, and finally stopped at the door of a house with the Yin Mansion hanging on the door after walking through six houses.

Holding the lantern, he turned around and looked at the two speechless people behind him: "Holy Monk, this should be Prime Minister Yin's Mansion."

The mortal monk who had walked all the way without making a sound stopped first, looked towards the gate, and looked up to see the word "Yin Mansion" written on the plaque hanging on the gate.

Chen Wei put the unhappy matter behind him, looked around along the courtyard wall, pointed to a wall that was only two meters high, estimated the distance, and then looked back at the other two: " Can you climb walls?"

Jin Chanzi/Chang Guang: "No."

"Then how to get up there?" Chen Wei can climb the wall by himself, but he can't pull the two people by himself.

As a disciple of the Buddha, he went straight to the corner and passed through the wall without changing his expression.

Chang Guang blew out the candle in the lantern in his hand, smiled politely at Chen Wei, flew up the wall with a light leap, and reached the other side.

Chen Wei, who was standing alone on the street, felt as dissatisfied with this non-human existence for the first time as a watermelon.

"Becoming a Buddha is great, isn't it, and becoming a spirit is also very powerful, isn't it?"

While talking, he rubbed his palms to warm them up, stepped back a few steps, stared at the two-meter-high wall and prepared to climb up.

"Let you see the strength of mortals—" The person who hadn't stepped onto the wall with one foot was wrapped around the waist by the reappearing Buddha in the next second, and went directly through the wall to the opposite side.

The mortal who was still in the jumping posture looked at the plum tree that he saw suddenly in front of him, silently raised his hand to move the branch away, put down his right foot that was about to run, and looked up at Prime Minister Yin's mansion.

"Why didn't you just remind me and pull me over?" He was ready to climb the wall.

"Is there any place you want to go?" Chang Guang, as a guide, dutifully asked them about their next destination.

"The place where the female relatives live in the backyard." Jin Chanzi continued to hold the person in his hand without letting go.

Chang Guang is clear and leads the way for them in front.

The Western Buddha in the back didn't move around, but embraced the person in his arms just now, and whispered in Chen Wei's ear with deep voice, "Why are you angry? If it's because of me You can tell me, or write me a diary, and don't keep talking to me."

The person who was angry all the way just now hugged him back when he heard these words, buried his head on the cassock carefully made by Huasheng Temple, and sighed, "It has nothing to do with you, I just found that I am not as kind as you thought, I also have people I hate, things I hate, bad memories."

"The land just now? What did he do to you?" Jin Chanzi recalled today's events in a flash. The other party was fine before leaving the Buddhist scriptures pavilion at night. It was after he saw the land god coming up from the ground. Only then did he become in a very bad mood.

Chen Wei twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes averted a little, "It's just that I encountered danger on the way back to Chang'an before, and asked the father-in-law of the land to help me, but he didn't agree. I can understand him, the land is a small god, maybe He can't beat those monsters, but understanding is understanding, when I saw him suddenly appearing, I thought of the scene at that time, so I couldn't control my temper for a while."

Jin Chanzi frowned: "What happened after Tongtianhe?"

Chen Wei nodded: "Yes."

This topic has completely touched the direction that neither of them wants to discuss in detail.

Chang Guang had already found the direction of the backyard of Prime Minister Yin's mansion, but the two people following him were all lost.

It was only after he came back along the original road that he realized that the two people were still standing at the bottom of the courtyard wall, without moving a step.

"Holy monk?" Chang Guang held the lantern and looked at the two hugging figures in puzzlement.

He was standing in the middle of the two of them, holding a lantern, no matter whether he looked at the face on the left or the face on the right.

These two faces were not friendly, and it gave him the illusion that he forced the two of them to stay up in the middle of the night and come to visit Prime Minister Yin's mansion.

Chen Wei regained his senses first, pushed away the person on his body, took a deep breath and looked at Chang Guang, trying to raise the corners of his mouth: "Let's go, everyone is here."

The next night tour to Prime Minister Yin's Mansion was even more weird. Chen Wei walked alone in front, and Chang Guang walked in the center. route.

As for the holy monk walking behind him, Chang Guang only felt that if he continued to walk, his back would be on fire, and he would also change his name to Chang Guang.

When Chen Wei found Yin Wenjiao's courtyard, at the gate of the courtyard, he saw that the lights in the room were still on, and a maid came out with a teapot.

The door of the room was ajar, Chen Wei stood in the yard and saw Yin Wenjiao who was sitting at the desk reading a book, her expression was calm, her long eyebrows stretched out, and she seemed to be doing well.

Chen Wei only took one look, then turned around and looked at the other two: "Let's go, she's doing well."

Chang Guang silently glanced at the holy monk standing behind him.

The other party didn't make any statement, and the three of them just returned the same way, came out of Prime Minister Yin's mansion, and returned to Huasheng Temple.

When he arrived at the gate of Lianhua Courtyard, Chang Guang watched the two holy monks with strange moods enter the gate, and then went back to his residence with a lantern.

"I don't blame you for what happened back then."

Chen Wei pushed open the door and lit the oil lamp, looked at the silent figure sitting in front of the desk, and began to explain.

"I know." Jin Chanzi knew this better than anyone else, but because he knew, he was even more unable to say those useless comforting words when he knew how much the other party had suffered.

The person sitting by the bed felt that the atmosphere might not be getting any better, rolled up the quilt as if escaping, and fell asleep, wondering if this was the first time they had quarreled before falling asleep.

The author has something to say: talk to death.