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

It was the third time that Shakyamuni came under the tree with a lantern in the middle of the night. The person who was about to put down the lantern and start preaching was startled when he saw the figure on the tree.

"Apprentice, why didn't you sleep?" Sakyamuni took out the futon he carried with him, put it under the tree and waved to the second apprentice above: "Since you can't sleep, come down and chat with me."

The black-clothed boy who hadn't slept in the tree for a few days looked at him coldly and muttered to himself, sitting on the tree in aloofness, without any response from the other party.

Shakyamuni said that his mouth was dry, but the other party was still sitting there motionless. Just when he planned to give up, he saw the young man sitting on the treetop suddenly get up, jump over his head and fly into the distance.

The young man who was thrown under the tree looked at the leaving figure and muttered: "He hates me now, so much that he doesn't even have the face to hide under the leaves? Don't even want the tree?"

In the distance, the golden cicada flew all the way to the middle of the mountain, and when it approached the stream, it changed into its original appearance.

In the creek, Chen Wei, who had just passed the monthly exam, was resting his chin on a high erected stone, drinking the mountain spring that fell from the upper reaches with his mouth open.

After taking a few sips, he took out the leaves pressed under the stone beside him and ate them.

Having not been dreaming for half a month, Chen Wei almost forgot what it was like to eat leaves. Unexpectedly, tonight he dreamed that he had turned into a fish again.

What's more, this time is more relaxed than ever before. His upper body still maintains a human appearance, and there are leaves for eating under a few obvious small stones.

Just reach out and eat it.

Some sweet leaves were stuffed into his mouth, and instead of lying on the bottom of the river, he turned over and lay on his back on several raised rocks, looking at the starry sky above.

This unpolluted beauty of the sky cannot be seen upon waking up.

A pure black insect jumped onto the boulder silently from the shore, and then squatted on the boulder like countless times before, looking at the mackerel lying on its back beside it.

While Chen Wei was eating, he vaguely sensed something flying over from the corner of his eye, and squinted to see an insect on the stone next to his head.

"Boom, it's you." The person who was eating the leaf generously tore off half of the leaf in his hand, washed it in the stream upstream, and put it on the stone. "Please eat you."

The black insect looked at the mackerel that kept making "boo", and then looked down at the linden leaves that had been cleaned and placed on his stone. After thinking for a while, he didn't ask how the other party disappeared and how he came back Yes, I started to eat with the leaf that was allocated to me.

One fish and one worm, the two sides ate supper together without disturbing each other, and Chen Wei generously tore a small piece for the other party when the other party was about to leave: "Here, I will give it to you to pack and take away."

He gently placed the leaf on the Kunming's head, and watched the other party staring blankly at the green leaf, and fell into the stream with a smile.

Jin Chanzi took out the leaf on his head with a blank expression, stuffed it into his mouth, ate it, and left without looking back.

Under the bodhi tree, Sakyamuni was explaining his latest views on reincarnation to the big tree. When he was talking about rising, he saw his second disciple came back.

The other party passed by him and climbed up the bodhi tree directly. The person who climbed the canopy soon found a tree house woven with vines in a place that no one could touch.

There were all kinds of gifts from the gods and Buddhas in the tree house. Jin Chanzi squatted around the tree house and found a ball of red thread. When he held the ball of red thread, he thought of the tree. The words spoken by the human beings called Tianxi God that day.

As long as you tie it, you can always know the other party's whereabouts.

The Buddha crouched in front of the tree house, thought for a while, took the red thread and jumped up to the crown of the tree, standing on a high place and looking at the shark fish spirit in the stream.

"I'll give you another chance." As long as the other party doesn't leave casually like now, he doesn't need to tie it with this red thread.

Chen Wei, who was eating the leaves in the stream, didn't know about it. After eating two leaves alone, he lay down on the stone and soaked in the cold stream water, tilting his head and looking at the dark forest in the distance.

The black-clothed boy who fed him several times before came out of that place every time. Chen Wei tilted his head and looked in that direction, not knowing what he was expecting. It was obvious that so many people had been released in the creek. leaf.

Even if the other party didn't come for five days, he would still be full, but he just couldn't help looking in that direction, wanting to see if that person would suddenly appear.

The person who waited until his eyelids started to fight did not wait for the familiar black figure to come out of the forest. Before Chen Wei fell asleep completely, he was still thinking: "Does he really have a beautiful girlfriend? That's why he didn't." Did Kong come over to feed him in person?"

No one answered him. The black-clothed boy standing on the canopy in the distance looked at the shark sleeping in the stream, saw that the other party was lying there quietly after eating, and stuffed the red thread in his hand with great satisfaction. into the sleeve.

It seems that the other party didn't plan to leave secretly again this time, and it saved him from tying him up with a rope.

This idea, when the sky was dim, Shakyamuni under the tree suddenly called him.

"Jin Chanzi, the many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan regard you as the second disciple of my Mahayana Buddhism, but you have been despising my teaching for a long time, neglecting the deep meaning of my teaching, are you guilty?"

The young man standing on the top of the tree looked down coldly at the young man standing under the tree, looked at him expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Sin? Stop dreaming when it's dawn."

What is he, come to question his sin.

The bad attitude didn't make Sakyamuni retreat. He stood under the tree with the rosary in his hand, and looked up at the young man on the treetop: "We are from the same source, you have half the power of a saint in you, You have gained my great merit, this is our causal relationship, the Buddha knows that it is too short for you to cultivate and become a human being, because the Buddha will give you another 1000 years, if you still learn to respect me after 1000 years Teach me, I will drive you into the mortal world, fall into that samsara, and fall into the suffering of samsara."

Jin Chanzi ignored him, and looked up skillfully at the creek in the middle of the mountain.

The shark spirit lying there sleeping soundly has disappeared, and the black-clothed boy on the canopy looked at the creek with a terrible expression, and went down inch by inch, not letting go of any place, but still did not find the shark spirit. whereabouts.

Sakyamuni under the tree felt the evil intent, thought it was aimed at him, frowned, looked at the golden cicada above who had not understood human nature, and felt that the other party would still be ignorant in the next 1000 years, no Understand the true meaning of Mahayana Buddhism.

The following years passed extremely slowly, yet extremely quickly.

Chen Wei's TV finally stopped playing The Mermaid, and the latest morning drama has changed from a mermaid to a painted monster. His monthly exam results made Chen's mother very satisfied, and the strict requirements for him have temporarily come to an end.

The person who lost the pressure did not dream of that strange mermaid dream again, and soon he forgot all about the content of the dream, and the person who played recklessly for another summer vacation returned to the campus in the golden autumn and September Inside.

Those who haven't returned to school for two months, those who frantically make up their homework the night before school starts, and those who don't rest until dawn, will walk in vain when they arrive at school in the morning.

But he wasn't the only one, most of the students in a class were like this, everyone struggled through the morning classes, when the bell rang at lunch time, Chen Wei fell asleep lying on the table on the spot.

At the Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven, there are strange fragrances and fruits all over the place, the thousand-story treasure pavilion is infinitely golden, and Sanskrit sounds can be heard everywhere. One line to the east, one line to the west, and the sky above the endless treasure pavilions and treasure towers. I don’t know if there is a Bodhisattva wearing a monk’s robe passing by.

In the depths of Lingshan Mountain, in the middle of a deep and uninhabited mountain, there is a bodhi tree towering above the clouds, with luxuriant branches and leaves atop the half of Lingshan Mountain. Countless spring and summer.

Shakyamuni couldn't even remember the year when Jin Chanzi responded to him last time, he only remembered that it was a long time ago.

Many years ago, that summer cicada would occasionally turn into a human body and sit on the treetop, looking at the gods and Buddhas in the sky, feeling like an ancient well.

I don't know when, this Xia Chan started a long dormant state of the body again.

When Chen Wei opened his eyes and saw the bottom of the river, he still didn't understand what was going on.

Did he go overboard?

Instinctive consciousness made the human beings facing the pebbles struggle subconsciously, paddling the stream vigorously with both hands to raise their heads, and using force with their feet, the person whose head was out of the water after a few back and forth looked at the towering sky above the water. The peaks of the mountains are full of clever peaks and jagged rocks.

The person who got out of the water hugged a big rock in confusion, fixed his body and looked around the environment.

"Are you dreaming?" Chen Wei hugged the stone and looked at the strange environment around him. He clearly remembered that the lunch bell rang just now, and he seemed to be asleep?

Does this dream seem familiar?The man holding the stone looked behind him, and was almost startled when he saw a long white tail behind him.

"Legend of the Mermaid!" The almost forgotten TV series came to his mind.

At that time, he was busy with the monthly exam, and he didn't even see the ending of The Mermaid, but he heard his father say that the last fish spirit died again and again.

With this upside-down ending, Chen Wei couldn't imagine what kind of plot it would take to make a fish spirit twist like this.

Compared with the whereabouts of the fish essence, Chen Wei, who was holding the boulder, soon realized that his end might not be good either.

Because I was hungry, the creek was still clean after such a long time, and there was no plankton left except him.

In the distance, Jin Chanzi, who had been sleeping on the bodhi tree for an unknown amount of time, lifted the sultry leaves from his head, and could clearly hear a fish in the distant stream, "Boom."

A fish that reappeared after countless years of disappearance.

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