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

Xuanzang never expected that there were twelve outsiders living in this empty room at once, and they lived incognito around him on the first day they met.

"Thank you for your hard work, please go to the next door to rest, I don't need to take care of you at night."

The monk holding the diary glanced over the twelve unfamiliar faces one by one.

Ding Mo was the first one to raise his foot, after going through the various routines of the little monk in the afternoon and evening, he has already formed a new habit reflexively.

As soon as he moved, the other eleven brothers followed suit, and soon the crowded room became empty again.

Xuanzang looked at the second apprentice who hadn't woken up in the corner from the corner of his eye, took the diary and sat down in front of the desk, and then looked at the ghost-like characters written by the other party, twitched the corners of his mouth in disgust, and directly refused to write any more .

Just after dawn, the wooden fork walker came to collect homework on time.

A person who has not slept all night, reciting the multi-heart sutra taught by Zen Master Na Wuchao all night, does not feel tired at all, but is refreshed. Hearing the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door.

There is an extra hand in front of him.

Xuanzang looked up along that hand, and Mucha Xingzhe looked at him coldly, "It's time, hand in what you copied."

Xuanzang turned around, went to take all the things written by Chen Wei on the table, and handed them to the other party.

Wooden Fork Walker looked down at those ghost-like symbols, his face was full of anger: "What are you writing!"

"It's just for fun. The poor monk mainly wants to tell the messenger that writing such unintentional words of praise to the Bodhisattva has violated my original intention. The agreement between me and the Bodhisattva is not illegal and does not violate my original intention. Ask him to change one request."

I got up early and passed by, specifically wanting to see Cihang, who the monk wrote to me to praise the scriptures. Standing in the corner, he and the twelve Liuding Liujia who were kicked out met each other in silence.

Silence is the last reserved meal for each other's face, Ding Mo stood up bravely and glanced at the sun in the sky: "I'm going to fetch water."

Ding Chou also followed and ran to the distance: "I'm going to make tea."

"I'm going to water the flowers."

"I'm going to chop wood."

"I'm going to make breakfast."

There was not one of Liuding left, they all ran away, leaving Liujia, Jiawu stood in front of the Bodhisattva, facing the Bodhisattva's eyes, and thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an excuse.

Behind him, the five brothers stared at Jiawu's back, staring abruptly at Jiawu's back, sweating profusely.

"Master, master, look who I invited!"

Sun Wukong, who was riding a somersault cloud, helped an old man with icy temples and snowy temples, thin bones and strong tendons, with a brow and a red face like a child, jumped off the cloud, and came to Xuanzang, clapping his hands and smiling: "Look, master, I'm so happy!" The old grandson invited Bodhisattva Lingji over."

Xuanzang looked at the old man whose name was under the cloud head, opened the door of the room, went out and helped Wukong to sit down first, and then saluted.

Jiawu over there made an excuse that he hadn't thought of it yet, and when he saw someone coming down there, he immediately entered a state of invisibility.

Once invisible, the six brothers felt a big sigh of relief, and the invisible state was more suitable for them.

"Master, I have made it clear to the Bodhisattva, what do you think is the origin of that monster?" Wukong entered the ashram at Little Sumeru Mountain that night, and asked Lingji Bodhisattva clearly.

Lingji Bodhisattva was wearing cassock, sitting in the guest seat, looking at Xuanzang and said: "I have received the Tathagata's decree to suppress the yellow wind monster here. The Tathagata gave me a wind-fixing pill and a flying dragon stick. Take him and spare his life, let him go to hide in the mountains and forests, don't allow him to do any crime, I don't know if he wants to harm the mage today, it's against the edict, it's my crime."

"Bodhisattva's kind heart, it's that demon who failed your good intentions."

"This is the Wind-fixing Pill and the Flying Dragon Staff." Bodhisattva Lingji took out two treasures.

Wukong looked at the small pill, and looked expectantly at Xuanzang.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for the magic weapon." Xuanzang picked up the elixir and handed it to Wukong who was beside him. After the other party took it, he took out the flying dragon staff of Lingji Bodhisattva.

Lingji watched them accept his magic weapon, and stroked his long beard with a smile, "It is enough for the great sage to bring him back, don't hurt his life, he will take him to see the Tathagata."

The monk, who was devastated by the compulsory admission of disciples, felt as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice when he heard this voice-over content, and his whole body felt cold: "The Bodhisattva didn't mean to say that the monster is going to let you The poor monk accepted as an apprentice?"

"Hey, why does the mage think so? The great sage Huang Feng was originally a mouse at the foot of Lingshan Buddha. Because he stole the clear oil in the glass cup, he was afraid that King Kong would take it, so he ran away. The Tathagata saw him, so he should not be executed. , so I take care of him, I never imagined that he would turn into a monster here, collide with the great sage, and almost hurt you mage, I want to take him to see the Tathagata, to make clear his crime."

Lingji's words reassured Xuanzang that as long as he didn't accept any strange disciples, the usually cold-faced and cold-hearted monk would be polite to everyone.

Xuanzang learned a lot from talking with the Bodhisattva here, and Wu Kong and Wu Neng took the flying dragon stick and returned to the outside of the Yellow Wind Cave, and Wu Neng went to call the door.

Inside, the yellow mouse was packing up its belongings and was about to go down the mountain to find the monk. It was best to keep the monk in his cave from now on.

Before I packed my luggage, I heard a commotion outside the cave.

"Report to your lord! The two monsters who lost yesterday came calling again! Baoluxian Weimou rushed into the deepest part of the cave, and said to the yellow mouse who was packing his luggage: "Those two monsters are even more arrogant than yesterday , After calling the door, he directly smashed our new door, and injured a lot of monster brothers. "

When Huang Mouse heard that the skinny monkey had come again, he thought that the monk he had lost must have been stolen by them, so he raised his cloak, picked up his steel fork, and went out again.

"This time, I will let them come and go!"

"Little ones, follow the king to eat monkey meat, pig ears!"

"Hohohoho! ∴ Dolphin...

Hundreds of little demons, some carrying flags, some beating drums, ran out of the cave.

Seeing the two monsters, the yellow mouse didn't talk nonsense, rushed out and stabbed it in the chest, and when the monkey wanted to hide, it opened its mouth and blew out violently.

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the sky is covered and the ground goes straight to Monkey King.

Under the gray sky, I couldn't see anything clearly. Huang Mouse thought that the two monsters had been blown away by him, so he clapped his palms and looked back triumphantly: "Little ones, follow the king down the mountain to find a monk."

"Brother Monkey, this monster's wind has stained my old pig's clothes. When I get home, the master will definitely let me take a bath again. I will let my old pig use this flying dragon stick first. .”

Wu Neng got a big head out from behind Wukong, shook the yellow sand all over his head, looked at the monk clothes on his body again, his sad face collapsed, and rushed forward with the flying dragon staff presented by Lingji Bodhisattva. out.

I saw that the flying dragon staff directly turned into an eight-clawed golden dragon, swung its claws away, grabbed the monster, raised its head, and smashed the wheel against the edge of the rock and cliff. After three or four blows, a big living person fell It turned into a palm-sized rush, and a yellow-haired marten was caught in the palm of the palm by the eight-clawed golden dragon.

"Let go, let go, my old grandson hasn't done anything yet!"

Wukong chased after him, and poked the eight-clawed golden dragon's claws with a stick to let it loose the mouse quickly.

But the other party only glanced at him with that huge body, and then took the yellow-haired marten straight to the clouds, and quickly drilled into the distance.

"No, he took the mouse to see Master."

Seeing that direction, Wukong hurriedly dragged Wuneng to the villa where he stayed overnight.

Wu Neng was dragged by him and ran forward staggeringly, holding his nine-toothed rake in puzzlement: "There is a Bodhisattva sitting there, no matter how powerful the rat is, it would not dare to strike in front of the Bodhisattva."

"You don't understand, that rat is very powerful."

Just relying on that small body and that soft fur.

Fortunately, Huang Mouse asked Hu Xianfeng to come out and catch Chen Wei, otherwise, as long as he found his body and invited Chen Wei, there would be no such thing as now.

The monk had already visited the cave with the yellow-haired marten in his arms.

I only hope that when I go back, Xuanzang will still be there.

For the first time, Wukong hoped that the person sitting in the villa would be Xuanzang, and the two brothers chased after him all the way. When they first arrived at the villa, the golden dragon had already left the monster in his hand.

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at the spirit mouse on the ground with a smile on his face, pointed at it with a smile and said, "Look, it's this mouse."

Xuanzang looked at the ground together, and saw the yellow furry monster on the ground, his eyes were like torches: "Such a bold mouse, the Bodhisattva must punish it when he brings it back. The poor monk doesn't want to encounter this kind of monster that escaped to the mortal world again on the way westward. Otherwise, the poor monk has some doubts, why among the three thousand Buddhas in the West, there is not even one person who is good at managing people."

Bodhisattva Lingji, who was talking about Buddhist scriptures with him, had a smile on his face, without any sign of anger, "Master, don't worry, I will take this mouse back, and I promise that you will never meet him again on your westward journey."

Wukong pulled Wuneng and stood by the fence outside the yard, waiting until Lingji Bodhisattva took the yellow-haired marten away, then he breathed a sigh of relief and started to walk inside.

I saw that the windows and doors of the house in front of me had all turned into old pagoda trees and tall willows. The three masters and apprentices were standing in the middle of the green grass, the white dragon horse was tied to the tree, and Xuanzang's two suitcases fell neatly on the ground. .

Xuanzang looked at the plain ground in front of him, stood up from the ground calmly, and the futon that was just sitting behind him also turned into smoke and dissipated after he left.

"The Bodhisattva saw that our journey was hard, so he sent us to live in a villa for a day. I thank the Bodhisattva for his kindness. The poor monk is willing to copy the contents of the book in the morning."

In the midst of the void, sitting in the lotus platform, Cihang, who had turned into the appearance of Guanyin, glanced at him, took out a willow branch and swept over the three master and apprentice below.

"unnecessary."

The author has something to say: Yellow mouse: I'm cute

Xuanzang: Hehe.

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