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

When Chen Wei received the letter, he regarded it as evidence of their reconciliation. After breakfast at noon that day, he was taken away by Elder Fa Ming to meet the abbot of Huasheng Temple.

"Go in and behave well. Master and your brother won't be with you anymore, so you have to behave well in front of them and leave a good impression on them, you know?" Fa Ming looked at himself. The children who have been raised are deeply moved when they think that they will be separated from now on.

"Master, don't worry, I've performed so well this month, they must have wanted to rob you as an apprentice, so you can rest assured and go home with your senior brother, and try to hold the next water and land conference in our Jinshan Temple."

Chen Wei patted his chest to reassure him.

Amused by his exaggerated tone, Fa Ming was no longer nervous, and pushed his back to signal him to open the door in front.

In the room, Fazheng and Faqing were playing chess. When they heard footsteps, they raised their heads and looked in the direction of the door.

"The kid is here, can he play chess?" Fa Qing beckoned Chen Wei to come over.

The person at the door took off his shoes and got on the soft couch, and glanced at the black and white chess pieces distributed on the chessboard: "It seems difficult, can I play casually?"

"Talking nonsense again, this kid has never learned how to play chess, and he still doesn't understand it."

Faming himself doesn't know how to play chess, and Jueming and Awakening were raised by him, and he doesn't know how to play chess at all. Naturally, Chen Wei has no one to teach him in such an environment.

"No, it doesn't matter. If you want to learn after staying in Huasheng Temple, I can teach you at any time."

Faqing just asked casually. Over the past month, he has listened to Xuanzang answer countless questions in the dojo, and he understands what he has learned better than anyone else.

"Then the disciple will thank the second master first, this is the ceremony of apprenticeship."

Someone took out a small wooden box from the monk's robe. The simple box was carved by Xuanzang. When it was opened, there was a wooden lotus platform the size of a thumb.

"Huh? You carved this yourself?" Faqing picked up the lotus flower stand in the box, warmed his hands, and a shadowless and invisible Buddha's light wrapped around his touching fingers and burrowed into his body.

Faqing only felt that after holding the lotus platform, the exhausted spirit caused by holding the conference for many days became much easier at this moment.

"Well, I have raised this lotus platform for a long time. The master always said that I am the reincarnation of the Buddha, so I kept it for a while. From then on, this lotus platform is blessed by the light of Buddha. This is the most valuable thing on me. gone."

When you come to Huasheng Temple to place an order, you will definitely be given a meeting gift. They are also going to copy other people's scriptures, and they must not forget anything that should be done.

Chen Wei discussed with Xuanzang for a long time as to what gift to give, and finally decided not to show off their wealth in Jinshan Temple, those are all things outside the body, and directly give them the most precious things on their bodies as sincerity.

Because of the lotus table wood carving, no matter when the two of them change bodies in recent months, they always put things on their bodies and carry them with them.

It is to make this lotus platform more stained with Buddha's light.

Faqing held the small wooden carving, his expression changing unpredictablely.

Faming on the side watched Faqing's expression, and quickly explained: "14 years ago, on the day of his birth, a Buddha's light descended from the west, and I saw that Buddha's light fall on him with my own eyes. They all told him that they approached him because he had the aura of Western power on him, and smelling his aura could help the monsters to improve their cultivation."

"14 years ago, that year was the 13th year of Emperor Taizong Wen's ascension to the throne. I remember that year, brother, you once watched the stars at night and said that you sensed a god descending. The direction at that time was southwest, and their Jinshan Temple was in the direction of Jiangzhou in the southwest. , it fits well."

After Fazheng finished speaking, he took the wood carving in Faqing's hand, looked at it carefully, then put it down, and then stretched out the other hand and handed it to Chen Wei: "This little Buddha, I have learned a lot from seeing it." ?"

Chen Wei; "..." This is the first time I see someone who is even more unreliable than myself, I really should let Xuanzang come out to see, not all monks are as serious as him, there are many monks who are not serious outside .

"If not, I have a few good pieces of wood, we can pick one now." In order to get a gift, Fazheng can say anything.

The weak and helpless little monk could only take out another wooden box from his pocket and hand it over.

Fazheng opened the box with a smile, and inside was a wood carving of a lotus flower exactly like Faqing. He took the wood carving and directly took off the Buddhist beads on the hem of his clothes, ready to put it on.

"The two temple spirits in that temple have been entangled with you since the first time they saw you. I thought they had met a companion, but I didn't expect to meet a Buddha."

As the abbot of Huasheng Temple, Faqing knows every move in Huasheng Temple.

People who can be liked by temple spirits will never be villains, which is why Faqing keeps turning a blind eye and not asking questions.

Moreover, leaving Xuanzang in Huasheng Temple, Elder Faming had mentioned the child's life experience to the two senior brothers before, this time it was just another visit to the public.

"After accepting the gift from my apprentice, I will trouble you to take care of this child for the next three years."

Seeing that they had nothing to say, Fa Ming relaxed his hanging heart, and turned to look at Chen Wei: "I will go back to Jiangzhou with your brother and the others tomorrow, and they accepted your meeting gift at that time." When you become an apprentice, don’t just think about working hard on your own when encountering things in Chang’an in the future, remember to go to the masters when you have difficulties, remember?”

Chen Wei smiled and nodded, his voice was loud: "Remember, if you have any questions, you can find Master."

Even if a simple meeting ceremony is over, the three of Fa Ming still have something to discuss. Chen Wei came out of the elder hall alone. Chen Wei was going to go to the front hall to offer incense to the Bodhisattva and ask the Bodhisattva to bless Master and the others on their way home. can be reached smoothly.

In the Daxiong Hall of Huasheng Temple, Yin Wenjiao was standing in front of the Buddha, and she sensed someone coming behind her just after she finished offering incense.

She just got the signature in her hand and was about to leave here.

The little monk in the moonlight monk's robe passed by her side with clasped hands, and went straight to the incense table not far away. After Chen Wei lit the long incense, he devoutly offered the incense to the Bodhisattva.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, for the sake of my hard work for you Buddhist disciples, let my master and senior brothers go home as soon as possible, so that Jinshan Temple will be more and more prosperous in the rest of my life without me. I hope everyone can spend this time safely. lifetime."

After making the wish, Chen Wei looked up at the benevolent Bodhisattva above, then lowered his head and continued: "If this wish is difficult to fulfill, then you can send my master a new disciple, let him support the Jinshan Temple, let him respect Master, it’s alright to respect seniors and be friendly to them, right?”

Immortal Cihang looked at the monk below who made a wish without saying a word, and he only gave him a stick of incense to make so many requests, so he was doing charity?

"Would you like to make another wish? Bodhisattvas do charity work anyway." The young monk below was hesitantly thinking, and he didn't seem to have a third wish to make.

Cihang, who was labeled as a charity, left the golden statue without looking back, staying away from this insatiable monk.

After he left, the young monks in the audience also let go of their palms, ready to return to the guest room with a relaxed body to help the brothers and the others pack their luggage for home.

They also have to go to the street to buy some vegetable seeds, as well as scriptures that can only be found in Chang'an. This time they will take away much more than when they came.

The man who was ready to do whatever he thought of turned around and saw a female benefactor not far away looking in his direction from the corner of his eye.

When Chen Wei walked out, he became curious and turned his head to look at the direction behind him.

Empty, with no one.

"Could it be another fan of mine?" Chen Wei, who has gained countless fans through his speeches these days, just thought about it briefly, and then left this person behind and didn't ask any more questions.

Yin Wenjiao stood not far away, her eyes were calm, she looked at Chen Wei in the distance with a smile on her face, she didn't stop him, she didn't say hello, and even when the other party forgot about her, Yin Wenjiao never thought of reminding him.

After the other party left the main hall, she got up and walked to the incense table in front, and re-lit the incense to offer to the Bodhisattva above; "May the Bodhisattva fulfill the wish of the child just now, and believers may from now on eat fast and chant the Buddha, always accompanied by the green lantern."

That child was raised very well by the abbot of Jinshan Temple. Over the past month, Yin Wenjiao watched the first Dharma meeting by accident, and was the first to arrive at every subsequent one.

She looked at the confident side of the child, and also saw how happy the child was in the Huasheng Temple with his master and brothers every day.

That was a child who lived happily and freely. Yin Wenjiao had been thinking about this child all the time after returning to the capital.

Seeing him at close range again today, Yin Wenjiao, who was standing in the Daxiong Palace, took a deep breath, turned around with a smile, and put the undeciphered signature back in its place.

She no longer needs to ask for a visa, it is enough to know that the child is doing well.

……

On the second day, before the moon came down from the sky, Fa Ming came out of the Southwest Guest House fully dressed and carrying his luggage on his back.

Jueming in the next ear room also quietly opened the door, carrying a luggage on his back like Master.

The two masters and apprentices glanced at each other in the corridor, and then bypassed the door of Xuanzang's room at the same time, and walked over lightly. The 33 young disciples in the courtyard also packed their luggage and waited silently. them.

"Let's go."

Fa Ming walked up to the crowd and whispered to them to move forward.

The group of people, unlike the excitement when they came, was quiet when they left, except for the little monk who guarded the gate of Huasheng Temple, who was a little surprised when he saw them leave so early.

Only the figure at the gate of the Heavenly King Hall knew that everyone had left.

"Master and the others are gone, and I am leaving too. I will protect them all the way, and you should be well. I will wait for you to come back at Jinshan Temple."

Looking at the leaving team in the distance, Xiao Hei jumped off Xuanzang's shoulder, a few spider threads quickly stuck to the eaves, and after a few jumps, the black spider spirit caught up with Fa Ming and the others who were about to go out.

He jumped onto Jueming's luggage and sat on Xiao Hei, yawned and watched the bright moon disappearing in the sky, and gradually closed his eyes.

Xuanzang stood next to the pillars of the Temple of Heavenly Kings, watching the master and others walking farther and farther there, turned and walked into the main hall without saying a word, stood in front of Manjusri Bodhisattva, lit incense and offered incense to the Bodhisattva.

"May the Bodhisattva bless Master and them to have a safe journey."

He knew that the master didn't want to say goodbye to him again, so the people who woke up in the second watch just waited here quietly, quietly following their wishes, pretending not to know about it.

Fa Ming and his disciples did not stop all the way until they were dozens of miles away from Chang'an City, and the sky was already bright, so they slowed down and turned to look at Chang'an City, which was no longer visible in the distance, "Okay, everyone, walk slowly. Well, that kid will definitely not be able to catch up."

As soon as they heard that they could rest, the group of people cheered and sat down casually in groups of three or five, took out the dry food they had prepared in advance and ate breakfast.

Jueming also chose a big tree, and when the person holding the white steamed bun sat down under the tree root, he heard a wailing sound.

A person who has lived for 30 years jumps up in shock and looks back.

All I saw was a small black hand protruding from the place where I sat down just now. The palm was still moving and struggling to swing.

"Master! There seems to be someone here!"

Jueming bit the steamed bun in his hand and ran back to the tree to dig the ground with both hands. The other disciples saw the abnormality here and quickly came to help.

Soon everyone dug out a thin child from the ground.

"It's really thin." Jueming hugged the child whose face he couldn't see clearly, and looked up at Elder Fa Ming who rushed over.

"Master, this child is still alive."

Fa Ming squatted down to check, he was still breathing, and then looked up to look around.

In the wilderness, apart from their group, there is not even a sparrow.

Looking at the soil under the tree over there, I don't know if the child was buried alive or if he was mistaken for being buried after death.

"What will Master do next?"

Jueming looked at the child, who was only four or five years old at most, and he didn't know who would be so cruel to bury a living person under a tree.

If it weren't for the good position he chose just now, the child might have died here so silently.

"Take it, give him some water first, let's go to the village ahead and ask if there is a doctor."

Jueming hugged this flimsy child, and the whole group stopped eating breakfast, so it's important to save people first.

Soon they found a village doctor in the next village, who checked the child's body and found that there was nothing wrong with it. If he was so skinny, he was hungry, and he was from their village.

It is said that a stepmother in the family wanted to sell him into the city as a servant, but she didn't know how she appeared outside.

When the child woke up, Fa Ming left some steamed buns for him and some brocade cloth for Murozheng, hoping that he would take better care of the child.

But the child didn't want anything, just took the steamed buns and followed them far away, no matter how hard he chased them, he couldn't drive them away.

Three days later, in a heavy rain, Faming looked at the thin figure standing alone in the rain in the distance, and sighed helplessly: "Come here, I will accept you as an apprentice."

The author has something to say: The Bodhisattva took out a small notebook and wrote down: In a certain year and a certain month in Chang'an City, I ran into a believer who was stingy and demanding (maybe the kind of believer who doesn't believe in Bodhisattva very much.)

感谢在2021-01-0923:16:06~2021-01-1021:00:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of pirated rabbits; 5 bottles of Asong; Doudoumu has sugar. 1 bottle; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!