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

The author has something to say: Yesterday’s chapter was not satisfactory, so it was rewritten and changed a lot. Please read it again, and then read this chapter.

感谢在2021-01-1123:51:05~2021-01-1221:28:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of black crow and green feather; 2 bottles of watermelon and orange peel; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

The cries of the little fox on the eaves became louder, and Chang Guang had no intention of comforting it, and the two temple spirits sat there depressed.

Xuanzang went to his residence to get his luggage, and when he went out, the two monks had already rushed over.

One carried the luggage for him, and the other led the white horse for him.

The people who came out of the guest courtyard stopped after touching the prayer beads in their sleeves as they passed the front hall.

The two temple spirits who were dissatisfied on the roof heard the unique footsteps of young monks returning.

The other party reappeared at the gate of the Daxiong Palace, looking up at them, "Come down."

Shi Sang snorted coldly, the stubborn Lao Gao didn't want to go down.

Chang Guang jumped down alone and landed in front of him.

"I left in a hurry and didn't have any gifts for you. These are the prayer beads he wore since childhood as a gift to you. Practice hard in the future."

Xuanzang took out the string of Buddhist beads that Chen Wei used to prove his identity in his sleeve, and handed it to Chang Guang.

Chang Guang caught the string of Buddhist beads and looked straight at the person in front of him: "What about you, what parting gift do you give us?"

After three years of getting along, Chang Guang has long known that there is more than one person in this body, and that getting angry when he wakes up is all a lie.

"I want my gift, have you seen the pine tree outside the door? Whenever the pine tree branches to the east, I will come back at any time, so that you can see him again."

Shi Sang jumped from the roof and landed in front of the huge pine tree, holding the tree body with his front paws and using brute force to twist the branch over.

After each twist, it let go, and the pine tree turned towards the west again.

Shi Sang didn't give up, until Xuanzang was far away, it was hugging the tree in an attempt to turn him around, and today it pointed to the East District.

Outside Huasheng Temple, Faqing led two thousand monks in Huasheng Temple. Fazheng handed the prepared winter and summer clothes and the items on the list to the monk beside him. Said: "Bon trip."

Looking at the teenager who was only in his teens, Fa Qing patted him on the shoulder and took out a few bank notes and stuffed them into his sleeve; "Be careful on the road, those two monks are my Huasheng Temple's tyrannical force, but they can protect you all the way." You are safe, don't leave them casually."

"I wrote this letter to Elder Faming, and I asked Third Master to send it to Jinshan Temple in Jiangzhou." Xuanzang took out the letter for Elder Faming from his pocket.

Yesterday, he stayed up all night and wrote this letter for Elder Fa Ming, explaining that he would go to Xitian after finishing the order, and return to Xitian after returning from Xitian.

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to Jiangzhou immediately."

Fazheng accepted the letter and promised him that someone would send it to Jiangzhou as soon as possible.

After finishing all this, Faqing led thousands of monks, and the group watched Xuanzang ride a white horse, and took two monks with all their luggage and left from Huasheng Temple.

Thousands of monks chanted the scriptures and followed them all the way. The rumors of Guanyin descending from the Huasheng Temple have long added countless mysteries to the city of Chang'an.

Today, the eminent monk was going to the Western Heaven to seek the scriptures. All the monks from Huasheng Temple walked together, and people continued to join the procession to see him off.

Tens of thousands of people followed for dozens of miles before they stopped and watched the three people who learned the scriptures gradually go away.

Xuanzang rode a white horse and led two monks on a journey for three days. The three finally arrived outside Chang'an Pass, where there was a temple called Famen Temple.

"Master, the Famen Temple is ahead."

Guanhu is strong and strong, carrying the luggage of the three of them all the way, and he didn't show any fatigue on his face after walking for three days. It's just that they happened to be in the wild every time it got dark in these three days, thirty miles away They are all deserted, and they don't even have a chance to drink hot soup.

Seeing that there was a temple here, he couldn't help reminding Xuanzang for a while.

"I'm going to knock on the door." Guanhe led the white horse and knocked on the door. The doorkeeper was a little monk. He heard that the Buddhist monk who was learning Buddhist scriptures would spend the night in their temple, and the temple door was closed from the inside with a bang.

Guan He looked back at the mage, and when he was confused, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from behind the door, "It seems that many people are coming this way."

He said to Guanhu and Xuanzang behind him.

Inside the Famen Temple, a gigantic flower bear was wearing a nondescript monk's robe. It ran wildly on the ground with its big palm-leaf fan. It rushed all the way to the door, opened the temple door from the inside, and looked out to see the people outside the door clearly. With that black and white bear face, he immediately coughed a few times, stood up reservedly and opened the door, raised his chin arrogantly and looked at the handsome young monk; "Why did you come here until now? Our dinner is getting cold."

In fact, it wasn't cold. Pang Lang asked the monks in the temple to heat it up every half an hour, just to wait for the monks to knock on the door.

Xuanzang looked at the huge bear face, and grabbed Guan He who was holding the stick tightly; "This is Pang Lang, a monster who once lived in Huasheng Temple. I know it."

"Why are you bringing two mortals with you? It's too much trouble." Pang Lang disliked the two mortals, and with a big palm, he lifted Xuanzang, who was struggling, into its temple.

Behind it, a group of well-dressed monks put their hands together and watched the monk who appeared in front of them with smiles on their faces.

Pang Lang put his hips on his hips proudly, "These are all people from my temple. I'm now the temple spirit of Famen Temple. I'm amazing."

Xuanzang, who was standing there, observed the brand-new monk robes worn by these monks. Everyone looked happy and healthy, and it seemed that they were living a very good life.

Everyone present, except Xuanzang, could not understand what the flower bear was talking about, but Famen Temple has been with this flower bear for almost a year, and has learned to learn from the other party's black and white face. You can see its attitude on it.

The leading abbot of Monpa greeted him with a smile, walked up to Xuanzang and explained, "The Monpa of Famen Temple welcomes Master Sanzang. This is the gatekeeper of our Famen Temple. He has been waiting for you for two days. Please come this way. "

Menba led them through the corridor on the side and arrived at the Zen room where they lived in the back. The room had already been cleaned up and all the toiletries were available.

"These are all prepared by me." Pang Lang squeezed his head in through the small window at the right time, and waited for praise after finishing speaking like a treasure.

Xuanzang glanced at the clean room, ignored it, and turned to look at the two monks following him.

"You guys also go to rest first, we'll be staying here tonight, this one..." Xuanzang paused, and looked sideways at the window.

"Pang Lang." Pang Lang reminded him.

"Pang Lang is the temple spirit of Famen Temple. It is a monster dedicated to the Buddha. It will not harm us. Take a good rest tonight and we will go on the road tomorrow."

Guan Hu and Guan He looked at the big Hua Xiong, and retreated silently.

But before going far, one person went to the corridor to guard, and could react to any abnormalities at any time, and the other went to the kitchen to bring a food box.

There were cooked hot soup and pancakes inside, and the two monks were eating outside. Pang Lang rested his head on the window sill, and looked at the young monk's back with his small eyes, from his bald head all the way to his heels. , and then look from the heel to the top of the head.

"The things on your body are much stronger than before, so it will be very dangerous to walk with only two mortals. I have a suggestion, do you want to listen?"

Xuanzang put down the cassock wrapped around him, walked to the window and looked at the black flower bear, "The proposal you mentioned is not to keep those two monks here at Famen Temple, and then you follow me to the Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures." Bar."

"You're so smart, that's what I want to say. My current cultivation base is very powerful, and I don't care about any monsters."

That day the Bodhisattva came to Chang'an City, and the three demons nearby felt the powerful aura enveloped by the Buddha's light at the same time. '

Zhang Bo also rushed to Bafeng Mountain immediately, saying that the monk in Huasheng Temple was going to go to Xitian Bliss thousands of miles away, and asked him if he had any ideas.

Going home to get things, Pang Lang, who was blocked halfway, said he had no idea, but actually took the things and went back to Famen Temple. He showed the map to the head of the abbot of the temple, and he was sure that the monk was going west. To pass through their Famen Temple.

So for the past two days, Pang Lang waited and waited here, and finally got the little monk.

"I reject."

A flower bear of this size followed him to learn Buddhist scriptures. I probably didn't meet any ghosts and ghosts on the road, but I don't know how many humans were frightened by such a big monster.

When Pang Lang was rejected, he blinked his eyes in aggrieved and pitiful manner, and squeezed his head against the window, not wanting to leave.

Xuanzang pretended it didn't exist, and went out to ask monks to bring hot water and food. After a simple meal, he welcomed the abbot of Famen Temple and his disciples.

A group of people sat cross-legged and talked about the mysteries of Buddhism and the difficulty of learning scriptures from the west. Pang Lang's head was stuck on the window, and his huge body lay across the corridor.

Facing the mountain-like body blocking the way, the passing monks all stepped across the grass next to them with their fingers closed and their faces unchanged.

A group of people chatted until late at night before leaving. Xuanzang sent them out one by one, and returned to the room to look at the huge bear head. In front of the desk, he took out the pen and ink he wrote with him to write a diary for Chen Wei.

When Chen Wei woke up in the middle of the night, he found that the oil lamp in the room had not been blown out. He yawned and got up from the bed and sat down.

Directly in front of his line of sight, a huge furry head was stuffed above a small window, the two eyes under the dark circles looked at him silently, and the small round ears above the head flickered.

For those who just woke up, their brains would freeze and restart for a few seconds. After the restart was successful, Chen Wei pretended that he didn't see those eyes, walked quickly to the desk, and took the diary that was obviously placed on the table for him to see. Open.

"That stupid big guy stuck in the window, don't take it on the road."

The simple and clear one-sentence diary, let the person at the desk read it three times, then silently closed the notebook, walked calmly to the panda head stuck in front of the window, bent down with a dark cough, and stretched out his hand to hold the two panda heads. The short and round panda ears, soft to the touch, made people who woke up in the middle of the night greet each other with a smile on their faces; "Long time no see, isn't it Pang Lang?"

Pang Lang blinked his small eyes, looked at his happy face, and rubbed his ear against the palm of his hand expectantly: "Have you figured it out? I am much more useful than those two monks, take me with you Go to the west, I can help you carry your luggage, and I can also walk with you on my back."

"Sounds very good. Where's your peacock?" Chen Wei rarely met a panda again. In order to rub its ears, Chen Wei directly dragged a stool over, sat beside it and asked about the flower peacock.