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

Jue Ming nodded his head, and watched from the corner of his eye as the other party took off the Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist, "Xuan Zang?"

"Well, how is he doing today?" Xuanzang tucked the Buddhist beads into his sleeve, wanting to know how Chen Wei was doing at the Fa conference today.

For this question, Jueming asked him to look up and look around.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside. After the puja, the monks will stay first, and they will leave after the tourists and common people go down the mountain.

So everyone is still sitting here, but the atmosphere is much more relaxed than before. The temples where we have recently become acquainted are gathering in groups, discussing what Master Faqing said today.

Of course, from time to time, more people took a quick look in the direction of Jinshan Temple by raising their heads, stretching their arms, raising their feet, etc., pretending to be nonchalant.

Let's take a closer look at the person who is showing off at the Fa Conference today.

Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou became popular all of a sudden, covering half of Chang'an City. The dialogue between the young monk Xuanzang of Jinshan Temple and Master Faqing at the Fa Conference, because it was easy to understand, quickly spread to the ears of all the old and young. .

Everyone in the capital knew that there was a young monk in Huasheng Temple, who was handsome and extremely proficient in Buddhism.

For the next 30 days, every time Chen Wei woke up at the Fa conference, he stiffened his hair and searched for all the knowledge stored in his mind.

At this time, he can only thank that guy Xuanzang for forcing him to learn and recite a book every time.

He thought he was idle and gave him homework in a hurry, insisting on memorizing all the scriptures in the entire Jinshan Temple's Sutra Pavilion backwards.

He answered everything he could answer. If he couldn't answer and didn't know the standard answer, he answered according to his own understanding. He didn't even know how to explain it, so he spread his hands and said innocently that he was too young to learn. Here, I don't quite understand.

After the Fa Conference ended on the last day, Chen Wei got out from the crowd of fans, went all the way into the guest room with his head in his arms, closed the door and jumped onto the bed.

"I will never make up my mind again."

The person who jumped onto the bed rolled around indistinctly while hugging the quilt.

Xiao Hei Hei glanced at him, "How do you say there is an idiom? Asking for trouble?"

"Are you jealous?"

Xiao Hei was not jealous, it was just that he slowly crawled out of his little bed and jumped onto the pillar of Chen Wei's big bed, "I think something is wrong with Xuanzang these two days."

"Him? What's wrong, are you tired?"

Hearing something was wrong with Xuanzang, Chen Wei hugged the quilt and sat up, asking him to explain clearly.

"I can't say it, but after each puja, you switch over. After receiving the monks who gathered around him, he will sit here after returning to the room, without talking for a long time."

Xiao Hei pointed to the futon on the ground.

When it found out for the first time, it thought that the other party was just too tired, but every day after that, Xuanzang didn't sleep after returning to the room, just sat there motionless and quietly.

When Chen Wei heard about it, he put on his shoes and got off the floor. He walked to the futon that he used to meditate in daily life, picked up the mat, looked it up and down for a while, and touched the hollow core inside.

"Nothing, did he say anything to himself?"

Xiao Hei shook his head: "It's just not, that's why I find it strange."

Chen Wei put the futon back, went to the desk and opened the diary.

He has read all the content written in the diary in the past few days, and there is nothing unusual or wrong about the writing.

"Strange, could it be that puberty has arrived?" The person holding the diary couldn't think of an answer and directly wrote a letter to the other party, asking the other party directly and clearly what was going on.

Xuanzang woke up at night. Hearing the cicadas chirping outside the window, the sober man turned over and walked to the futon and sat down.

On the stool beside the bed, Xiao Hei heard the movement in a daze, opened his eyes and poked his head out of the basket to look over there, and then said: "Chen Wei left you a letter on the desk, let me Remember to write back to him after you read it."

The figure sitting cross-legged on the ground did not move or answer.

Xiao Hei closed his eyes and waited for a while without waiting for a response, so he crawled out of the basket with his whole body, crawled all the way to Xuanzang, passed him, walked to the desk over there, took down the letter and went back to Xuanzang. Zang's side, directly put the letter into his hand.

"Here, let's see."

Xuanzang looked at the extra letter paper in his hand, and put the letter paper on the coffee table without opening it.

"What do you mean??" Xiao Hei frowned, not knowing what was going on with him.

"I don't want to read it." The 14-year-old monk's gaze fell on the envelope; "I know what's written in it without opening it. If you talk to him again, don't come into my room."

Xiao Hei put his hips on his hips angrily: "You think I want to control you, you are so fierce, if Chen Wei is not worried about you, I would not care about you."

It wanted to help him so kindly, but it didn't get any thanks, let alone blame it for being nosy.

"Well, you're right."

The little monk in front of the coffee table who hadn't lit the lamp stared at the other person expressionlessly, and said word by word: "So you all like him, you all think he is good, and you all think that I am fierce and that I am not human."

"You know what to ask." Xiao Hei whispered.

The person opposite the coffee table rarely smiled, but Xiao Hei felt flustered by that smile.

After Chen Wei woke up during the day, he immediately went to file a complaint and described to him what happened in the middle of the night last night.

After listening to Xiao Hei's description, the person put his chin on the coffee table and thought: "Could it be that he was rebellious in his youth? It doesn't make sense, he has such a good life in his childhood, and he is exhausted on stage every day. I’m the one who works in Cell, and he’s the one who receives compliments most of the time when I’m off the stage, so I feel tired and not like him.”

The letter paper on the table was still the same as last night, lying motionless on the corner, no one had opened it.

Chen Wei had no choice but to take the letter paper and stuff it into the diary, and went out to tell Brother Jue Ming, and then took Chang Guang and Shi Sang out of the temple gate.

After he bought a bunch of candied haws from the street and a few newly printed scriptures to take home, Xuanzang woke up that night and saw the gifts for himself, and the dark room fell into silence again.

Xiao Hei imitated Chen Wei's usual posture, holding half of his face with one paw, tilting his head and looking at the person opposite; "Next, what Chen Wei asked me to tell you, you don't have to answer, but you can't Stop me from performing."

The person in the thin jacket glanced at it lightly, without saying a word.

"Okay, don't be angry, can you? I bought the candied haws and the scriptures. If you eat my things and accept my scriptures, you can't be angry with me. Although I still don't know why you are unhappy, could it be that I raised you?" You found out about the pandas? Then I apologize to you, those pandas have already returned to their hometown, and I will never touch them again without your consent."

Xiao Hei performed Chen Wei's usual posture with a good voice and appearance. After imitating [-]% of the similarities, he still didn't forget to say everything Chen Wei wanted to say.

"It's over, everything he wants to say is here. If you have anything else to say, I can tell him." The little black spider, who had just shown his acting skills as an actor, put his hands on his hips, showing a rare bit of toughness.

Xuanzang looked at its posture and the appearance it had performed just now, sighed deeply, got up and went to the back room to find a mirror there.

"How does he usually smile, tell me."

The bronze mirror was placed on the table, Xuanzang sat where he was, looked at the mirror and then raised his finger to his face, "You teach me."

"Just raise your mouth." Xiao Hei jumped onto the mirror in front of him without knowing why, and watched him try to raise the corners of his mouth, the lower half of his face was smiling, the upper half of his face was motionless, his paws were shaking with fright A few times: "It's not like this, you have to smile, bend your eyes a little, bend a little more, relax..."

That night, in his sleep, Jueming always felt as if he heard a voice talking and laughing in the next room.

Waking up in the morning, Jueming poked the corner of his mouth, opened the door and walked out in a daze.

He pushed the door to go out, and the door of the next room was also pushed open from the inside, Jue Ming rubbed his bald head and subconsciously said hello: "Junior brother, let me go, why is your face cramp!

Jueming rushed up, held the twitching cheek of the little junior brother, and rubbed his cheeks with his hands in disbelief: "Why did you twitch like this? Is it because the food you ate recently is not nutritious enough?"

Xuanzang, who worked hard to imitate Chen Wei's smile all night, brushed his eyes over Jueming's body like frost. The cold made those who approached him automatically sense the danger, so he quickly let go of his hand and blinked innocently, "It seems that the cramps are gone again."

"Brother, Chen Wei is always smiling, is he happy?"

Confusion flashed across the eyes of the person who had learned to smile all night.

Obviously it was that person who gave the scriptures on stage, but it was me who always received praise and praise from the audience.

He didn't do anything, but enjoyed everything. He also saw in his diary that Chen Wei complained to him after every Fa conference, saying that he was very tired after participating in the Fa conference, and that he went to Hua Sheng in order not to lose face. I read a lot of scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion of the temple.

I study hard every day.

But he gave everything, but in the end he did nothing, and won the eyes, words, and glory of those people's approval.

Does he also feel unfair?Do you feel that your contributions are easily taken away by yourself?

"Be happy, that child doesn't seem to be unhappy at all times, so what's wrong with him?" Jueming subconsciously thought that Chen Wei had done something to provoke Xuanzang to have such a question.

"He didn't do anything, I feel sorry for him."

Xiao Hei, who was squatting on the window sill to eavesdrop, turned around and relayed what Xuanzang said to Chen Wei.

The person who was struggling for two days, knowing that this guy was thinking about such a thing, rolled his eyes angrily and wrote him a message in his diary.

"Since you feel indebted to me, you will share half with me no matter what you get in the future in this life."

That night, there was an extra reply in the diary: "Okay, I'll give it all to you."

The author has something to say: Future: I wrote it down, if you can't do it, you will be slapped in the face.

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