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

Chang Guang vaguely felt that the person in front of him was a bit strange. Looking carefully, the clothes were still the same as in the morning, and the facial features on his face had not changed, but it just made people feel that the person in front of him was the same as the little monk who smiled and asked him if he wanted to absorb Buddha's light in the morning. , not the same person.

"Is the breakfast you had this morning satisfying?" Chang Guang suddenly asked.

The person across the table glanced at him before answering, "You did it?"

As soon as the words fell, the little fox who was lying on the ground used his hands hard, and jumped onto the table with a backflip. His fur all over his body exploded and he pointed at the little monk in front of him: "Bold and evil! How dare you enter my Huasheng Temple and go to the little monk?" The monk's body, you'd better come down to me, or I'll blow your head off!"

Xuanzang, who was sitting on the futon, didn't move. He looked at the two temple spirits in front of him with a blank expression.

In Jinshan Temple, only the master and his brothers know the difference between him and Chen Wei, and the only ones who can get different treatment from them are Xiao Hei and the ordinary little civet cat.

But now that he left Jiangzhou and only lived in Huasheng Temple for two days, he only appeared briefly at night and at this moment. These temple spirits got acquainted with Chen Wei so quickly?

That guy, did he forget his reminder again, does he know that people outside are sinister?

"Is this person familiar with you?"

To the two temple spirits, Xuanzang's question was an admission that he occupied the young monk's body.

Shi Sang's fur exploded completely, like a big fluffy milk-flavored cotton candy blown by the wind, grinning angrily, he picked up the things around him and threw them at the guy.

"Come down quickly, the stinky monster, if you dare to occupy the body of the little monk, you are not afraid that the Bodhisattva will strike you with a bolt of lightning!"

The little monk was blessed by so many Buddha lights, how could these Buddha lights not kill demons, Shi Sang jumped all over the ground angrily, throwing futons, chess pieces, teacups, teapots, tea tables, fox fur, everything that could be thrown away.

Xuanzang sat there, letting those things fall on him, and after the fox threw the last thing, he hooked his mouth in a good mood, and pointed to the bookshelf not far away: "Anyway, the body is not mine, It doesn't matter if it gets smashed, you can throw away those books, even if the bookshelf falls on my head."

"You, shameless!" Shi Sang thought of the little monk's body being broken, but just thinking of that scene made him feel distressed, and blamed this stinky monster for taking other people's body shamelessly.

Chang Guang didn't move, letting Shi Sang jump around and find trouble for the other party.

The temple spirit who has lived for thousands of years has learned through countless years that when you can't see the whole picture of a matter, don't rush to draw conclusions.

So when Shi Sang confronted and quarreled with this person, Chang Guang kept observing the little monk in front of him.

"Did you see it?" Xuanzang suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man who had been staring at him.

"It's strange, you seem to be him, but you don't seem to be him, why?" Chang Guang asked his question honestly.

The young man sitting on the futon slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and glanced mockingly at the two temple spirits in front of him: "It seems that you don't know him very well either."

If Chen Wei dared to get to know the two monsters for two days, he would tell others about the old man, and he would have to think about how to punish him.

After Chang Guang finished speaking, he was not angry when he saw the mocking eyes of the other party, and he sat down again with a sigh of relief: "Can you tell me about your relationship with him? This time, you have a total of 36 people from Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou. Two direct disciples and 33 disciples and grandchildren, a total of 36 people. I have seen your list. Faming only has three direct disciples, and one is called Awakening. It is right to stay in Jinshan Temple and not come to Huasheng Temple with you this time. .”

"Prefer not to say."

The three words Xuanzang provoked the fox on the ground to jump and stamp its feet, making small movements non-stop.

"It's okay, you don't have to say anything, I believe you are not a bad person, it's just that we are friends with the little monk, and we are a little worried about his safety, can you tell him how he is doing now?" Chang Guang asked patiently.

A black spider spirit was looking for people everywhere in the Huasheng Temple. It came out of the main hall in the east and the meditation room in the south. It threw a lot of spider silk back and forth. Monk silhouette.

The little black spider sprite jumped down from the eaves, flicked the spider silk in his hand and jumped in front of the three people, put away his spider silk and said to the little monk, "Xuanzang, the master is looking for you."

"Where is the master?" Hearing that the master was looking for him, Xuanzang stood up, shook off the fox fur and other sundries on his body, and walked out.

"In the Temple of Heavenly Kings, I said that I want to discuss with you the matter of Jali. Monk Fazheng has already agreed for you to sign up for the water and land meeting." Xiao Hei jumped on his shoulder, and after talking to him, he turned back to look at the two temples. Refined.

Seeing their blank expressions, he turned his head with some disgust: "What's the matter with them, are they rubbing against your Buddha's light too much, are they stupid?"

"Well, stay in Jinshan Temple and practice hard in the future. Don't always think about taking advantage of other people's Buddha's light. If you take advantage of others, you will become like them and become stupid."

Hearing this, Xiao Hei looked back at the two temple spirits with pity, "It's so pitiful, I don't know how to inhale less, and I'm not afraid of dying if I inhale so much in one gulp."

Chang Guang/Shi Sang, who was miserably disgusted, and the two monsters silently looked at each other.

The same sentence popped up in my mind at the same time.

"This guy, was he just playing--they--?"

No one answered, and the person who should answer had already followed the black spider spirit for a long distance.

Thirty miles to the north of Chang'an, there is a mountain called Qifeng Mountain. On the mountain lives alone Zhang Boye, a 400-year-old gray wolf. The day is sunny and sunny, and Zang Bo is also planning to go down the mountain to eat.

When the rainbow-like light flashed across the sky, Zhang Bo also looked up and inhaled accidentally, "It smells so good."

In the next second, a cold light flashed from the sky, and the gray wolf who was standing upright on the ground: "Pa Chi", fell to the ground, and fainted.

"Never mind a gray wolf."

Cihang glanced at the fallen monster on the ground, and stopped the wooden fork walker's weapon, "Amitabha, let's go."

After the two left, Zhang Bo, who fell on the ground, also fainted for a long time before waking up. Once he woke up, he looked around vigilantly.

It was empty and there was nothing there. A small squirrel the size of a palm carried a few pine cones and ran away silently from under his feet stepping on the fallen leaves.

"stop."

The squirrel hugged the pine cone, looked back at him fawningly, then looked at his own fruit, and tentatively handed it over.

"Besides you, is there anyone else here just now?" Zhang Bo also stepped on the squirrel's tail, asking him to explain.

The unintelligent little squirrel shook his head desperately: "My lord, please forgive me. I didn't see anything. I just came to pick a pine cone."

When it came, the guy had fallen to the ground.

Zhang Bo didn't believe it either. Just now he clearly felt someone hit him on the back of the head, and he passed out in just that moment.

"Could it be that there are other monsters coming from my mountain?" Recalling the breath that I suddenly smelled just before I fainted.

Zhang Bo also kicked the little squirrel away, then looked around and lowered his body, sniffing desperately on the grass covered with fallen leaves.

Soon he found a small stone the size of a finger. The smell on that stone was the strongest and most similar to the smell he smelled before he passed out.

"If you dare to knock me out, I will run away. No one in Chang'an City has dared to treat me like this."

Zhang Bo also put the stone under his nose, took a few deep breaths, then stuffed the stone into his armpit, and chased it out following the smell that was about to dissipate.

Half an hour later, at the gate of Huasheng Temple in Chang'an, Zhang Bo was also squatting on the big tree outside the temple gate, licking his fur while sucking hard on the monks who came out of the temple.

Tens of meters away, the messy smells of humans rushed into the nostrils. The big gray wolf squatting on the treetop suddenly smelled the smell of lamp oil, human body, candle fire, burning paper, vegetables, and even The smell of smoked chicken.

A lot of smells entered the nostrils instantly, and the gray wolf squatting on the treetop was violently shaking his head, trying to get rid of these smells.

At this time, a familiar, strong smell came out from the temple, Zhang Bo poked his head out from the leaves, and looked at the bald head; "Sucking, you are a human with thin skin and tender flesh." want to eat.

Xuanzang, who took Xiao Hei out, had just discussed his plan for the next three years with his master and Fazheng of the Huasheng Temple, and now he was going to go to the bookstore he visited yesterday, and buy some books back.

The most important thing is that when he went back to the room to get the purse just now, he found a huge red candied haws in the room.

Thinking that Chen Wei had just come to Chang'an, he immediately thought of buying such a big gift for him, and put it in the most obvious place in the room.

Xuanzang is also preparing to go out to choose a suitable gift for the other party.

The person who put on his daily monk clothes walked quietly among the crowd, came out from the gate of Huasheng Temple, and walked towards the bookstore along the route he remembered.

He remembered that on that street, there was a little girl holding a few civet cats yesterday.

Chen Wei likes that kind of thing. The civet cat in Jinshan Temple has been raised by them for six years, and now it is so delicate that it will crawl on the bed in winter.

Xuanzang stared at the road ahead, distractedly thinking about the civet cats from yesterday, which one looked better, since they are not familiar with civet cats here and don't know if it is suitable for them.

It's better to buy two, so that person won't have the chance to meet some messy monsters all the time.

The little monk who walked away from the crowd entered an alley, went in from one end of the alley and came out from the other end, which was the bookstore.

Xuanzang remembered it clearly.

So when he saw that he was about to reach his destination, he couldn't help but lighten his steps, and then a gray figure rushed up from behind, "Is it you who hit me just now?"

Zhang Bo also knocked the human with his back to the ground, threw the small stone in his hand that hit him on the head, grabbed the collar of the human that fell on the ground, lifted him vigorously, and turned it over for him. body.

Xuanzang, who was turned upside down, looked at the gray wolf who was only half a man tall, and his happy mood dissipated little by little.

The author has something to say: the gray wolf is in danger.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 glutinous rice ball;

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