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

Sitting on the nine-petaled golden lotus, Cihang, a female body, raised her star-moon eyes, quite proudly: "Not only that, but I also asked him to apologize to me. Back then, he always gave me bad looks on this bodhi tree. Now I finally let him subdue for a while, and apologized to me with a low eyebrow."

Tathagata glanced at her proud face with compassion: "What else?" According to the grievances between the two of them, it must not be that simple.

"Let him go for alms in person and reshape the golden body for me. The golden body obtained by Zhantan Gongde Buddha himself must be enough for me to improve my practice for a thousand years." Cihang held the bottle of nectar in his hand and said: "He is on the way to learn the scriptures. After learning my spell to save all things, now let him give me thousands of years of thought power as a reward, isn't this a fair deal?"

Sakyamuni listened to her three requests and nodded approvingly: "You are right, but I am afraid that there will be no golden cicada on this bodhi tree for a long time."

Cihang came down from the lotus platform, walked around the bodhi tree, patted the tree again, followed his example and looked up at the crown of the tree above: "He doesn't know the age here, but the mortal world has already passed tens of millions of years. This time, I let him go down to the world to survive the catastrophe. I thought he would fail in the tenth life. At that time, there will be no trace of him on the tree, and the half of your cultivation level that was taken away by it will return to you. Now He succeeded in crossing the catastrophe, and your half of the cultivation base will never come back."

"Cultivation is useless to me, and it is a good thing to have one more Zhantan meritorious Buddha in this world." Sakyamuni was sanctified under the Bodhi tree that day, and part of his power was taken away by the golden cicada.

That power belongs to the same source and root as him, and as long as Jin Chanzi fails to cross the tribulation, he will follow the source and return to him.

"He has gained such a great benefit, why don't we go to his tree house and search for it together. Anyway, he is not there, and he doesn't remember how many treasures are here. How about we take a few more?" Ci Hang looked at the tree from the canopy. The exposed tree house, Que Que wanted to try.

"good idea."

One Buddha and one Bodhisattva just went to the tree house that was never shown to outsiders, took away the magic treasure wantonly, took half of it directly, and then went back to their own ashram contentedly.

In Chang'an Huasheng Temple, Chen Wei finally learned the first spell, which is to make things invisible.

The red line between the wrists of the two of them appeared for a while and disappeared without a trace during his continuous study.

Learning by walking, learning by eating, learning by looking at flowers, and learning by watching fish.

He studied hard, but he didn't expect that when the monks in the Huasheng Temple came and went, he would see a red thread appearing next to the holy monk and the immortal leader from time to time, and then disappeared after a while.

If the two are separated, it will be even more surprising.

The red line went directly through the house, and any monk who followed one direction of the red line would be able to find another whereabouts.

Juewu handed over his invitation card at the gate of Huasheng Temple: "Juewu of Jinshan Temple."

When the registered monk heard the name of Jinshan Temple, he immediately raised his head and looked at him a few more times, then lowered his head and wrote his name on the registration book on the paper, and then looked behind him: "Amitabha, I don't know how many monks came to Jinshan Temple this time. ?”

"Including the poor monk, there are 12 people in total."

When Jinshan Temple received the invitation letter from Huasheng Temple, Jue Wushen personally selected [-] disciples as the abbot, and the two senior brothers instructed them to go on the road. It's good to live in Huasheng Temple.

The registered monk selected a wooden sign with cinnabar on the side from the many courtyard signs around him, and handed it to Jue Wu, "This is the house number of the courtyard you live in."

Juewu looked at the sign, which said Wenshu Monastery.

Juewu, who led twelve disciples into Huasheng Temple, saw a red thread passing through the Daxiong Hall as soon as he entered, and swiped to the left and then to the right in a sweeping manner.

Jue Wu, the abbot of Jinshan Temple, stood at the same spot, looking at this strange scene, he was a little puzzled and pulled the passing monk: "Where is this red thread?"

Could this be the latest fad in the capital?It's just that this red thread is hanging in the air, and somehow it can penetrate the house.

The passing young monk was held back by him, and after following his gaze, he suddenly realized: "The red line is not in the way, it is held between the holy monk and that immortal elder Chen, probably the two holy monks are playing around. "

"Just kidding around?" Juewu couldn't imagine the scene where the two senior brothers would be joking around.

I had no choice but to take the house number and ask people all the way to find the gate of Wenshu Monastery.

Before he reached the gate of the courtyard, Juewu saw a dozen figures standing on the gravel road, whispering to each other and looking at the courtyard next to him.

Jue Wu raised his hand, signaling the disciples behind him to stop first, he walked behind the crowd and listened to what they were saying.

"What do you think the red thread is for?" A monk looked at the red thread in the courtyard next door, lowered his voice and asked in a voice that everyone present could hear.

Another young monk wearing a brown monk's robe stroked his beard and said solemnly: "It must be a method of the fairy world. Maybe the person who is drawn by this red thread is the person who wants to become a fairy. The holy monk went to the west to learn scriptures. Isn't it a matter of course to call him a fairy Buddha?"

"That's right, that's right, I think so too, and that immortal looks exactly like the holy monk. I heard that even the holy monk sat down to accept it humbly when the immortal gave a lecture in the Buddhist scripture pavilion today." Yuan's monk can't wait to tell the latest gossip today.

"Oh, I don't know when the immortal will still give lectures. After listening to a lecture from the holy monk last time, I am having nightmares even when I sleep."

The monks who listened to Xuanzang's lecture yesterday recalled the scene full of despair.

If I had known that the Immortal was giving a lecture today, even if he was crawling, he should have got up from the bed.

Juewu listened to the conversation between them, then looked up at the sign next door with Lianhuayuan, and he understood.

It seems that the monks received by Huasheng Temple also know the relationship between their Jinshan Temple and their senior brothers, so they specially chose a courtyard for him that is closest to the two senior brothers.

After hearing the situation clearly, Jue Wu straightened up, beckoned the twelve disciples behind him to come over, took his house number, walked around the gossiping crowd, and went straight to open the gate of Wenshu Monastery.

The sound of the wooden door opening diverted the attention of the monks who were discussing in an instant, and they all turned their heads to look at the opened courtyard door.

There are also more than a dozen monks with burdens in their hands and a change of clothes on their shoulders. It is easy to know that these people are guest monks who have come to Huasheng Temple.

The monk who spoke the loudest before raised his voice on the spot, and looked at Juewu dumbfounded: "Can people live in this courtyard?"

They had come two days in advance, and had discussed with the Fazheng steward in the temple, saying that they wanted to move to the temple to live closer to the holy monk.

But the great monk said that the house here is uninhabitable, so he directly refused.

Juewu opened all the gates of the courtyard, and when he heard the movement behind him, he motioned for the twelve disciples to go in first, while he stood behind the gate and turned around, clasped his hands together, and looked at the monks in front of him with a friendly smile: "It's a nice courtyard. Naturally, people can live in it.”

"But why can't we live here?" The monk who was talking, looked at this yard, and then at the next door, Lianhuayuan, which was separated by a wall.

In the yard next door, Chen Wei changed the red line back and forth, his hands were pinched red, and finally gave up, and fell down on the soft couch in the yard without a picture.

In the main room not far away, five or six figures were quietly moving out every item from the room where he and Xuanzang lived.

A piece of brand new furniture items were put back in again.

The soft couch under him is one of Xuanzang's newly purchased furniture that has not yet been put into the house.

This person said in the morning that he would go out for an hour, and it turned out that he was going to buy these furniture.

Chen Wei turned over on the soft couch and sat up, seeing Bai Jian squatting in front of the fish tank, eye to eye with the small fish inside, looking very stupid.

"I'm going to make candied haws!"

The mortal monk who stood up rolled up his sleeves, hugged Fox Jiu and was about to go to the kitchen to inquire if there was any candy in the temple. The person who wanted to buy candied haws yesterday thought that it would be better to make a special version for Xuanzang himself. of.

When he came out of the yard, he saw a group of people walking out at the gate of the next yard.

Juewu sent out the group of monks who wanted to squeeze into Wenshu Monastery to see if there was any vacant room for them to move.

When a group of people went out, they saw the person next door wearing jade-colored monk clothes standing outside the door, looking at them.

Chen Wei first recognized the person walking in front, and looked at the other person with some surprise: "Jue Wu?"

"Juewu met senior brother." Juewu didn't expect that he would see the person whom master and senior brothers never forget when he first arrived at Huasheng Temple.

After confirming that the person in front of him was really Jue Wu, Chen Wei walked over from the next door, and looked curiously at the monks standing beside Jue Wu: "Are these monks from Jinshan Temple? Are you all here to participate in the water and land meeting?"

"These are monks from other temples. After learning that I live in Wenshu Monastery, they came to invite me to attend the monk's lecture tomorrow." Juewu found a friendly excuse for the monks who came to gossip at the door.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, everyone looked at him with gratitude.

"Brother Awakening, have they come? And Master, is the old man here!"

Chen Wei couldn't wait to enter Wenshu Monastery and see those three.

Jue Wu slowly shook his head: "Master, he is getting old, and he contracted a cold last month. The two senior brothers stayed in the temple to take care of the master. Uncle Hei also stayed in the temple and did not come out. Only I brought twelve disciples here. Participate in the Water and Land Conference."

After he finished speaking, he took out a letter in his sleeve and handed it to Chen Wei: "I was still thinking about how to meet the senior brother, but now I have the opportunity. This is a letter written by the senior brother Awakening. He asked me to personally Leave it to you."

Chen Wei took the letter and glanced at the yard behind Juewu: "Xuanzang and I live in the next yard, you can come to us anytime you need anything."

The two of them were talking back and forth here, and all the monks who were standing at the door gossiping just now were all dumbfounded.

After Chen Wei took the letter and left, Jue Wu was immediately surrounded by monks who were about to leave.

Everyone asked him how he met that fairy elder, why did they know each other so well, and even exchanged letters?

Chen Wei took the letter and didn't read it directly. He first went to the kitchen to explain his intentions to the monk. The kitchen usually uses sweets to make snacks. When he learned that he wanted it, he immediately gave him a large jar.

He also specially picked a fire-burning novice for him. Chen Wei only used three spoons of sugar, cut plums, winter dates, melons, and almonds into small pieces, and cut a bamboo stick into a string. Put the fruit skewers into the boiled sugar juice and roll a few times, and wait for the sugar juice to cool down.

He made five strings in one go, besides Xuanzang, there were two other pets, and even the Junior Brother Jue Wu he met just now had a string.

The person who took it back to the yard in a food box saw that Xuanzang hadn't come back, so he sat back on the soft couch and opened the letter written to him by the awakened senior brother.

"Seeing words is like seeing a person. Master's death is approaching. I accidentally saw a young ghost in a dream. I asked the old master about you. This person said that his surname was Chen Guangrui. , came here to find..."

The author has something to say: Mr. Fortune Teller: My calculation is very correct, there is nothing wrong with it.

感谢在2021-04-2722:36:04~2021-04-2723:53:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of orange;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!