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

Wukong stepped on the cloud and was about to go to the purple bamboo forest in the South China Sea to find someone. Before he left, he glanced at the Guanyin Temple at his feet.

"Wait, my master and the Guanyin Temple are both intact. If I go to the Bodhisattva in the South China Sea to make excuses and say that my old Sun Qi is worried and refuses to come, it is not a waste of time. I have to let him come here." Just one trip."

Sun Wukong pressed the cloud again, chanted mantras to the Guanyin Temple below, and blew it up in one breath, and a gust of wind blew up, bringing sparks to the back room of the temple.

I saw billowing black smoke and rising red flames, and the back room was followed by the firewood room used by Guanyin Temple.

In winter, when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, more than 200 disciples had prepared dry firewood for the whole winter three months in advance, dried it in the sun and tied it up, packing the entire warehouse densely.

Now that sparkle of fire fell on it, it was like pouring a scoop of boiling water into hot oil and instantly exploded, surpassing the ancestor's alchemy.

"That's right." Wukong withdrew his hands, looked at the raging fire below, and rolled over to the South China Sea with a somersault.

After he left, there was a raging wind and fire in the Sumeru area of ​​Guanyin Temple. Xuanzang and Zhaoming were both scared by the fire outside and ran out.

"Where is the water?" Xuanzang tied up his sleeves and rushed out to find water.

"In the kitchen! In the kitchen! Guangzhi go and ring the bell!"

Looking at the raging flames, Zhaoming hurriedly wiped his tears from his feet on the spot: "The black bear spirit who killed a thousand knives is just talking, how could he come and really burn down my Buddhist temple!"

The fire was so huge that all the monks in the Guanyin Temple were dispatched, carrying boxes and cages, grabbing tables and bowls to rescue things.

This fire burned the Guanyin Temple to red everywhere, and the sky was full of red flames. Twenty miles away from the south, the black bear spirit was sitting on the tiger leather sofa, holding a wine glass and looking at the cassock on the shelf. endlessly.

Drinking and drinking, after drinking three jars of wine, he turned over to sleep with his eyes dim, but saw the bright light outside the window, as if there was a fire shining brightly. "Fire? Where is it on fire?"

Turned over and sat up again, looked out the window, saw the flames coming from the north, and slapped his thigh; "Oops, the Guanyin Temple is on fire! The monk must not be burned to death!"

I didn't sleep anymore, and woke up after dozing off, grabbed my coat and appeared in the sky out of thin air, and arrived at the bottom of the mountain gate of Guanyin Temple in an instant.

Looking up at the temples in the sky above, I saw the fire soaring into the sky, all the halls were empty, and the fireworks on both sides were burning. The black bear spirits brought water from the nearby snow-covered lake, and swarmed to water the burning place.

He was helping outside, and Xuanzang and Xuanzang led many disciples to busy work until the fifth watch, when the sky was bright, the fire was just extinguished.

Guangfa hugged Guangqiong who was crying, and looked at the collapsed houses in front of him, as well as the rescued scriptures and daily necessities that had been half burned on the ground, and turned to look at his master with red eyes, "Master, we must catch Bring out the guy who set the fire!"

This Guanyin Temple is their 260 disciples. Little by little, it has been continuously improved and expanded from a small temple the size of a palm. It took 20 years before and after to have the present Guanyin Temple.

Now it was completely burned down by someone. After the fire was extinguished, countless busy figures stopped, staring at the ruins with dull eyes, all numb and weak, kneeling on the ground and crying into a ball.

"Amitabha." Xuanzang looked at the scene here, bowed his head and recited the scriptures for them to eliminate disasters.

At the foot of the mountain, seeing the fire finally extinguished, the black bear spirit wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and walked towards his black wind cave with a fan; It makes no sense."

On the other side, Wukong has already reached the South China Sea by somersaulting clouds, and saw that the vast ocean is far away, the water is reaching the sky, the auspicious air shines on the mountains and rivers, the waves of the water are thundering, and at the place where the five colors are hazy and treasured, the peacock in the purple bamboo forest steps into the body of a woman. Xianglai said, "The Bodhisattva just said a few days ago that the great sage Baona, the monk of the Tang Dynasty, was going to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. How could he come here?"

Wukong closed his somersault and landed on the cloud, and respectfully told the messenger his intentions: "On the way to the west, my old Tang Monk Sun Baona passed a Guanyin Temple, where lived a black bear spirit who wanted to set fire to the temple. Come see the Bodhisattva and give an announcement."

"You wait."

The peacock girl asked him to wait there, and after a while she called him over from the end of the purple bamboo forest, and led him to meet the Bodhisattva.

Cihang sat on the supreme lotus platform, holding a booklet in his hand, he caught a glimpse of him coming in out of the corner of his eye: "Monkey, why did you come to me if you didn't go to learn the scriptures?"

"Bodhisattva, my master passed by a place called Avalokitesvara Temple, where believers offer incense to you, but how can you let a black bear spirit be your neighbor of the temple? Now that black bear spirit has stolen my master's cassock, plan to burn your temple."

Sun Wukong knelt under his supreme lotus platform and cupped his hands sincerely; "My master asked the Bodhisattva to come down to the earth to cure that black bear spirit!"

The wooden fork walker standing on the side clenched the iron rod in his hand; "Bold and savage monkey! You still lied in front of the Bodhisattva. You took out the cassock to attract monsters just to show off, and then you set fire to the Bodhisattva's stay." Yun Xiayuan, dare to turn black and white here now."

Wukong, who came to look for someone, was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that this Bodhisattva has the ability to know the past and the future.

Seeing that the matter of setting the fire just now was known, he quickly apologized: "Bodhisattva, don't be angry, my old grandson has no other choice, I even boasted in front of the mortal master and said please go, if I don't set the fire, you don't go , then I am very shameless."

Cihang closed the booklet in his hand, and looked down at the monkey in the lower realm, "You should think about it, when I see your master later, I won't help you cover up the matter of you burning my temple."

"Is the Bodhisattva still catching that black bear spirit?" Just before leaving the door, it was Xuanzang's cold-faced master, and Wukong thought that if the Bodhisattva was willing to go with him to the Black Wind Cave to find trouble for the bear spirit.

As long as the treatment lasted long enough, and he returned to the Guanyin Temple after Xuanzang fell asleep, Chen Wei must know that he set fire to the courtyard in a hurry and would not punish himself.

"That monster's supernatural powers are as powerful as yours, that's all, for the sake of Tang Seng, I will walk with you."

Cihang happened to be going to remind Tang Seng of the uses of some of the five treasures given to him back then.

One monkey and one Buddha, each thinking about each other.

Wukong took Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and headed straight for the direction of the Heifeng Cave. When he was about to arrive, he saw a young man in Taoist robes, holding a glass plate with two elixirs in his hand, walking towards the Heifeng Cave. Go, just happened to bump into the Monkey King who had landed.

Zhang Bo was also clutching his tray in panic, and saw a monkey-cheeked face with a sharp mouth baring its teeth and holding a big stick towards his forehead, knocking it directly.

"You monkey is so presumptuous! Whether he snatched your cassock or set fire to your temple, you have no grievances or enmity with you, and you can do it!"

Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel was blocked by the Bodhisattva and missed the monster. Now that he heard this kind of words again, he pointed directly at the gray wolf that was so frightened that he became a prototype on the ground.

"This gray wolf called the black bear brother yesterday in the Black Wind Cave, and together they wanted to use cassocks to hold the Buddha Clothes Fair. This monster must be with the black bear!"

Cihang didn't go to catch the black bear spirit anymore, and directly carried him to appear in front of the Guanyin Temple in an instant. "Open your monkey eyes and take a look, see what you've done, it's even worse than that black bear."

Xuanzang is following the disciples in the temple, sorting out the rescued scriptures, putting the severely damaged and burned ones on one side, and putting the ones that can be used for reading on the other side.

Explain that the crying one turned into a cat, ran to the only surviving main hall, sobbed and squatted at the feet of the Bodhisattva, hugging his ugly burnt jewels, grieved over and over again to rebuild the Guanyin Temple, how much do you want to find? A passing businessman who loves to pet cats.

When Master Cihang appeared with Wukong, the people who were packing up in the open space just glanced at them and continued to work with their heads down.

Now all the firewood in the temple has been burned out, and there is nothing to light up at night. They have to pack everything here before it gets dark today.

"Xuanzang, look at your good apprentice."

Xuanzang raised his head, looked at the familiar bodhisattva, and the monkey with dodging eyes on the other side, stood up and put his palms together calmly: "Amitabha, the monks and abbots here are dedicated to the Buddha. They don't want the temple to be destroyed. I don't know if the Bodhisattva can Return them to their original state."

Cihang was ridiculed by him several times, and faced with a cold face several times, now he finally had the opportunity to beg himself, and looked at this mortal golden cicada with a smile on his face; "Do you know who burned this Guanyin Temple? "

Xuanzang thought about what he had said yesterday, and explained to him; "Twenty miles away from the next door, there was a black bear spirit, who set fire to it in the middle of the night just because of the cassock."

"Wrong, that evildoer didn't have time to run here and set the fire, but you, the apprentice, went to my purple bamboo forest and burned the place to the sky with a fire, which is why the current scene is here."

Wukong didn't expect this bodhisattva to be so meddlesome that even the monsters had to deal with his own mistakes first.

Facing Shang Xuanzang's suddenly cold expression at this moment, he lowered his head knowing his mistake for a while.

"Anyway, the black bear spirit will still set fire, I just let the Bodhisattva know the danger in advance."

There was no way to convince Xuanzang of this explanation.

"Xuanzang, back then I gave you five treasures, besides the brocade cassock and the nine-armed tin staff, there were also three forbidden bands."

作者有话要说：大圣其实一路上很多次都很冲动。感谢在2021-01-1923:39:52~2021-01-2020:58:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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