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

"No wonder everyone says that the fox has nine apertures and exquisite heart. I guess your heart has at least eighteen apertures, Hu Jiu. After talking about it for a long time, it's like not saying anything."

Hu Jiu wrapped her long tail around Chen Wei's arm, and was not angry when she was told that she had eighteen orifices in her heart. She raised her triangular face in the direction where Chen Wei was holding Xia Chan in his hand.

"Because the master's thoughts are all here, there is no need for Hu Jiu to talk too much."

Chen Wei looked in the direction where its chin was pointing, saw that it was the piece of Xia Chan carved by himself, and rubbed its head vigorously, dumbfounded, "This is a stone carving, do you want it?"

"Why did the master carve this Xia Chan?" Hu Jiu didn't answer, but threw the question back.

"Because Xuanzang used to be the second disciple of the Buddha, his body is a golden cicada, and this Xia Chan is very small. For your master's skills, carving this is very simple."

The mortal monk explained without thinking.

Hu Jiu shrugged her nose, and dragged her voice in distaste for the elder: "So it's because the body of the holy monk is Xia Chan, but my body is also very simple, and Bai Jian's body is also very simple. You only thought of carving for the holy monk, but didn't think of carving for us?"

"I didn't think of that, next time I'll carve a little fox for you, okay?"

"Then next time, master, can you think of Hu Jiu first, or think of Bai Jian first, and then think of the holy monk?" Hu Jiu began to negotiate with each other.

Chen Wei was a little confused by it making things difficult for him: "How can this be the same."

"How could it be different? The three of us have a very good relationship with you. Bai Jian and I are still your favorite pets. Is the holy monk a favorite pet? He is definitely not. Behind pets, of course no problem!"

As she spoke, Hu Jiu became excited, jumped out of Chen Wei's arms, and transformed herself into a five or six-year-old fox boy in red clothes, blocking Chen Wei's way with her hands on her hips, especially arrogant: "Master, you say, I say any questions."

The mortal monk whose way was blocked thought about its problem just now, then shook his head silently: "No problem."

"Oh, forget it." Hearing this answer, the fox boy who was full of vigor in the last second turned into a palm-sized fox again in the next second, and jumped into Chen Wei's arms again, "Master, let's go, The holy monk is probably going to fall asleep waiting."

Its owner is really too dull, he was rushed here by his words, and he even said the word "no problem". At this time, shouldn't he reflect that he pays too much attention to the holy monk!

After living in Huasheng Temple for several months, what did its owner do?

Except that the group demon meeting is what he personally wants to do, now, in order to carve a Buddha statue for the holy monk, he learns painting and kneading clay in the side hall every day.

As soon as the painting was finished, I went to find a craftsman, but when I got to the craftsman, I was still carving Xia Chan for the holy monk.

But his master didn't think about it at all. This instinctive and unconscious attitude made Hu Jiu sigh silently.

The holy monk is so pitiful, he is teased by his master every day and still pretends not to know.

For a certain distance, each person and one pet had different thoughts, until they reached the door of the Sutra Pavilion, Hu Jiu jumped out of Chen Wei's arms, went to play in Baijian by himself, and took the initiative to avoid the next relationship between its master and the holy monk.

The students in the main hall had already gone back to rest, Xuanzang was sitting alone on the futon and reading a book, it was only when the person walked up to him that he sensed that he looked up at the person standing in front of him.

His eyes fell on his coat covered with red fox fur and plaster on the chest, Xuanzang stepped back and frowned: "Go take a bath first, it's full of dust."

"I'll go later. I've carved something for you. Guess what it is." Chen Wei didn't care about the dust on his body, and he clenched his right hand into a fist and handed it to him. "I'll leave after you guess."

Xuanzang looked at his clenched fist, thinking that it should be very small, and then looked at the fox fur in his arms that had not been cleaned, shaking from time to time under the blowing of the night wind, about to fall down.

"Fox Nine's hair?"

Chen Wei shook his head in disgust: "Of course not, this is a gift for you."

Xuanzang thought that what he did all afternoon and night was to follow Chang Guang to make his own Buddha statue in the craftsman. It is impossible for a big Buddha statue to be small, maybe it is possible, so he replied: "Small Buddha statue?"

"wrong again."

A mortal monk triumphantly passed his clenched fist forward: "You stretch out your hand and make it flat."

Xuanzang complied, stretched out his right hand and put it under his fist to make it flat.

The clenched fist was loosened, and a stone statue the size of a thumb fell down and rolled into Xuanzang's palm.

The black stone statue was carefully and patiently carved with a carving knife for a whole day, and finally a lifelike black Xia Chan was carved out.

The short, wide and flat head faces Xuanzang's direction, and the two eyes are far apart from each other. The two pairs of membranous wings on the back need to be observed very carefully to know the difference between them and to carve them out.

Xuanzang never thought that he would receive such a gift, a gift that made his sea of ​​consciousness feel like being hit by a boulder, and made the memory of the golden cicada in his body emerge in an instant.

"Xuanzang? Are you okay?" Chen Wei squatted down in a panic, looking at the person in front of him who turned pale after receiving Xia Chan.

"Fox Nine!"

Chen Wei helped Xuanzang up, and raised his voice to call Hu Jiu.

Hu Jiu, who was playing with Bai Jian in the corner, ran out quickly, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Go and call someone, Fazheng... No, go and call Chang Guang."

Hu Jiu glanced at the pale-faced holy monk, and was about to run out to call for someone on the spot.

"No need." The person whose thoughts were only momentarily attacked had already calmed down in a few breaths, sat up and called Hu Jiu: "Go pour a pot of tea here."

Hu Jiu looked at the appearance of the holy monk, and then at his master's worried expression, and decided that it would obey both of them.

He ran to the corner of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, kicked Baijian up, held his tail and told him to work: "You go and pour tea for the master and the others, and I'll go find Changguang."

"Why me..." Before Bai Jian could refuse, Hu Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled at him.

Bai Jian, whose IQ is not very high, obviously felt the threat from that smile, and immediately dragged his tail and ran out with all fours: "I'll go right away, and I'll go get some tea."

In the main hall, Chen Wei carefully looked at Xuanzang's face, and lightly touched his forehead with the back of his hand, feeling the cold temperature on it: "Aren't you too tired, you have been in class for so long recently, and you still have to do this The dictionary must be tired, I will do it next month."

Chen Wei directly confiscated the unfinished dictionary on the table, and decided to let Xuanzang not touch it for the next month.

"I'm fine, why do you want to give me this?"

Xuanzang took out the Xia Chan that he had just held in his hand, he just wanted to know why Chen Wei wanted to give him this.

What did he discover?Or did Cihang's nectar lose its effect, causing Jin Chanzi's memory to affect his behavior and make Chen Wei suspicious?

Chen Wei looked at the black Xia Chan and was stunned: "Isn't this your former body? After I kneaded your Buddha statue into a clay statue, the master craftsman took it to carve it into a stone statue. I saw some small ones there. The stone is useless, and I just heard the cicadas singing outside, so I realized that you used to be Xia Chan, right? I carved it wrong, is it very different from your previous body?"

"No, your engraving is very similar." Xuanzang looked at the stone carving in his hand, it was the first time he saw his former self in this way.

"If you don't like it, I will carve a smaller Buddha statue for you next time." Chen Wei stared at the face in front of him that was exactly the same as his own. Although Xuanzang still had no expression on his face, he seemed to see The other party was not very happy to receive this piece of Xia Chan.

Is it because the cicada is not very good-looking?

Chen Wei looked at Xia Chan, which was carved out of the black stone, and examined it with scrutiny. It wasn't as cute and interesting as the little animals like Hujiu or Baijian, but it wasn't very ugly either.

I didn't expect Xuanzang to be so dissatisfied with the fact that he was a cicada before. Forget it, he should stop mentioning cicadas in front of him in the future.

As soon as Chang Guang lay down, he heard someone knocking on the door outside. When he got up and put on his clothes and went out, he saw Chen Wei's pet named Hu Jiu bouncing around the door.

"Is something wrong?" Chang Guang asked.

"The holy monk seemed to have fainted in the scripture pavilion just now, and the master asked me to ask you to help." Hu Jiu put away the disliked attitude he had before, and pointed anxiously in the direction of the scripture pavilion.

"Come up."

Hearing that something happened to the holy monk Xuanzang, Chang Guang signaled it to come up on the spot, and rushed to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in stride.

Hu Jiu stepped on his palm and jumped onto his shoulder, looking anxiously into the distance: "There are no monsters or foreign enemies, the holy monk just said a few words to the master and seemed to fall down."

"The holy monk has become a Buddha, so he won't get hurt so easily." Chang Guang shrank his feet into an inch, comforting Hu Jiu with an expressionless face.

When they arrived at the Sutra Pavilion, Bai Jian had already brought a pot of new tea, and Chen Wei was holding a teacup to feed Xuan Zang a drink of tea. When he saw Chang Guang approaching from the corner of his eye, he straightened up quickly and beckoned him to come over.

"Holy Monk, Chen Xianchang."

Chang Guang walked into the main hall, and in the white light of the Ye Mingzhu, he could see the pale face of the monk Xuanzang.

"Chang Guang is here, here, you say it yourself." Chen Wei stared at the person who almost fell just now, and asked him to say it himself.

"I'm fine, I was just dizzy just now." Xuanzang wanted to stand up and take a few steps to show that he was really fine.

Chen Wei glared at the person who said this, his face was as pale as paper, and the cold sweat on his forehead hadn't subsided. He had the nerve to say it was okay, and directly handed him the tea in his hand: "You drink tea, and I will speak for you."

"This guy will have to rest for a while before going to class. In addition, the Buddha statues from the craftsmen should be carved out as soon as possible. I will first order [-] Xuanzang Buddha statues."

The mortal monk ordered [-] Buddha statues with a wave of his hand. He thought of another possibility when he saw Xuanzang's appearance just now.

Xuanzang said that after they become immortals and Buddhas, they will no longer have bodies. The golden bodies of thousands of Buddha statues are their bodies. Gods and Buddhas live by the power of all things, and the existence of power of mind is eternal life.

But it has been half a year since he returned to Tang Chang'an, and he doesn't even have a Buddha statue. Without a Buddha statue, there is no one to offer incense.

The group of monsters counted in the group of monsters, it is reasonable to say that some of them have come home now. Sure enough, this group of monsters were beaten too few at the beginning, so they dared to write down the evidence and turned around and refused to admit it.

Xuanzang, who was forcibly pressed on the shoulder, opened his mouth, trying to calm him down: "Chen Wei, you—"

"Don't talk." Seeing him open his mouth, Chen Wei covered his mouth with his hands, and explained to Chang Guang on his own: "If the students have any objections, let them call me, and I will teach them personally, is there a problem? "

"Yes, why don't you hire a doctor for the holy monk, so that the holy monk and the immortal head can rest assured of each other." After careful observation, Chang Guang put forward his own opinion.

Chen Wei looked at the person under him who was covered by his mouth and couldn't speak, and thought of his appearance just now and nodded decisively: "Okay, doctor."

After a stick of incense, Fazheng hurriedly led the monks practicing medical Zen in the temple.

Received the news from Chang Guang that after the holy monk passed out in the Sutra Pavilion, Fazheng dozed off and ran away on the spot, put on his clothes and went to the Hall of Medicine Masters, directly found the hall master of the Hall of Medicine Masters, and rushed to Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Sitting and lying in the wind, the Qi of Qingyang is blocked, causing the meridians to lose their flow. I prescribed two medicines for the holy monk, and I have to rest more in the last few days."

The Master of the Hall of Pharmacists withdrew the palm that was holding the pulse, picked up the pen on the table and began to write the prescription.

"Did you hear that, the doctor said to take more rest." Chen Wei squatted aside, watching someone whisper.

"heard it."

After the prescription was prescribed, Chang Guang and Hu Jiu went to the kitchen to cook the medicine. Chen Wei helped Xuanzang to the Lianhua Courtyard, and put him on the bed where he rested on weekdays. He took off his clothes and shoes, went to pour some tea after a while, and ran out to get a basin of well water to wipe his face.

The whole person was very busy.

Xuanzang was ordered to lie there not to move, so he had to watch him turn back and forth, and then turned to the mortal monk in front of him again, putting the back of his hand on his forehead to feel his body temperature: "It seems a bit cold, are you cold?" cold?"

The holy monk, who was not cold at all, nodded when he heard the words, lifted the quilt and motioned him to come up: "It's a little cold, can I hug you?"

Chen Wei looked at the vacant place, hesitated for a few seconds, then looked down at the dust on his body to get rid of the stone statue, stepped forward to close the uncovered quilt again, and ran outside: "You wait for me for a while."

The voice fell, and the person had disappeared.

Xuanzang lay down, silently looking at the door that no one had closed. After waiting for a while, he saw that the person hadn't come back. Just when he was about to get up to look for it, the person who ran out just ran back.

Chen Wei took off the clean coat he had just put on, and asked Bai Jian to stand guard at the door before closing the door. After the medicine was ready, he would give Xuanzang a drink.

I found another dry handkerchief to wipe off the water on my head, then climbed into bed and slept on the outside, turned around and hugged Xuanzang, who retreated to the inside: "I have bathed, now I can hug. "

The author has something to say: Fox Nine: The holy monk was teased again by the master's unconscious behavior.

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