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

One person and two monsters, so happy.

The Drifting Monk stared blankly at the monk with his eyes exposed. His body was full of Buddha's light, and the person standing underwater stretched out his hand to shake the chained skull necklace around his neck.

Ordinary people, thrown into the quicksand, all sank to the bottom of the water. This quicksand river does not float. Only after nine monks died, the skeleton was able to float in the water.

Drifting glanced at the human being on the bank again. It was also a monk, and like the nine monks he had seen, his body was full of Buddha's light, but he didn't know if the skeleton could float on the water after this person died.

The monster standing in the middle of the river saw Yuelang Xingshu and then jumped into the water to catch fish and shrimp to satisfy his hunger.

On the shore, Chen Wei just dug out a few green crabs that were alive and kicking in the sand, cleaned the crabs with a water bladder, and asked Wu Neng to find some firewood.

Plump and fat crabs were placed on Wu Neng's nine-foot rake and roasted in the middle of the fire.

Wukong turned somersault cloud and went to the distance to find the wild fruit. When he came back, he saw the nine-toothed rake that was used as a grill. Back to the team.

"Master, eat some of this first. It's so dark at night, and the river is mysterious. Let's catch the monster after dawn."

Xuanzang was holding a freshly ripe crab in his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of several wild fruits handed over by his apprentice. After selecting a few from his hand with a calm face, he took out the dagger he carried with him, and every piece of fruit was Cut a small piece and hand it to the other party.

"Take a bite first."

Wukong met the opponent's unquestionable expression, silently took the cut wild fruits, put them in his mouth expressionlessly, and took a few bites.

Xuanzang looked at his shaggy face, waited for a few more seconds, and made sure that he was not jumping in place because of the soreness, nor was he pretending, before he began to eat the few wild fruits.

"Last time you said that as long as it is given by him, you will eat it."

Enlightened by the air, he took the crab off the nine-toothed rake, pressed the left and right sides with both hands, and snapped it off forcefully with a "click".

Facing the disciple's accusation, a certain person ate the wild fruit without changing his face: "Before you picked the fruit today, did you think about giving it to me or to him?"

"That's not true." He just disliked that the crab would be greasy after eating, so he deliberately picked some fruits to relieve the greasy for a while.

"So how do you know that after he gets the fruit, he won't cut off a piece for you to eat."

Wukong sat beside the mortal, and after listening to what he said, he looked at the two pieces of crab meat in his hands, opened his mouth fiercely, and swallowed half of the crab in one bite.

Bitter and bitter, he bit the crab's meat deeply, complaining in his heart.

"Chen Wei will definitely not do this! Only you are the one who holds grudges and is petty! Only you!"

Wu Neng squatted on the opposite side and ate the bland bread. Occasionally, he accidentally looked at his weapon and felt that the other party was silently condemning his actions in the middle of the fire, so he turned his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky ; "Ah, today's weather is very good."

Among the nine crabs, Xuanzang went to the river to wash his hands after eating two, and Wukong had already eaten the fifth one. The monkey holding the crab and chewing on it unconsciously regarded the crab as a certain monk.

Wu Neng couldn't bear to eat the food baked on his own weapon, so he only drank water and ate cakes the whole time.

Xuanzang was squatting by the river to wash the greasy hands, a mass of red hair protruded from not far away, and then revealed the blue face and round eyes underneath, only one meter away from the place where Xuanzang washed his hands .

"What's the matter?" Xuanzang asked, shaking the drops of water on his hand.

The monster with only red hair and eyes exposed in the river shook his head.

It doesn't speak, but Xuanzang wants to ask him something.

There is no need to stand up, and look at the monster in the water in the squatting position just now: "I thought about crossing this river, besides killing you, is there a second way? How far will it take to get to the other side if you take a detour."

"It's useless to kill me." The blue-faced monster opened his mouth, and the gong-like voice came out.

Wukong turned over, jumped directly to the river, and pulled the monk squatting there away.

"Damn! You monster dare to sneak attack at night without sleeping."

As soon as Drifting saw him coming, he immediately dived his head into the water and swam several miles away in an instant. His red hair fluttered in the moonlight, making his face look even more ghostly.

"Master, are you okay? Why don't you call us when you meet that monster."

Wu Neng also ran to Xuanzang with his nine-tooth nail rake full of crab smell, and circled around him with concern to make sure that he was not injured before looking at the river in the distance.

"I'll call you if I have something to do. That monster doesn't look very bad. Just now I was asking him how mortals can cross this river."

"Did you find out?" Wukong asked him as he put the weapon back into his ear.

A mortal monk glanced indifferently, this apprentice who prevented himself from hearing the answer: "Guess?"

He couldn't figure it out, and he also guessed that the monk wanted to trouble him.

In the middle of the big river in the distance, the red head has been floating on the water, and the two round eyes are looking at the direction of the shore like two full moons in the darkness.

Wu Neng kept vigil tonight, and the sleepy dozed man accidentally saw this scene, couldn't help shivering, then turned sideways quickly, and continued to doze off while looking in the direction of the fire with his chin resting on his chin.

At the third watch, Xuanzang woke up thirsty. The fire on the ground was a bit small. He went to the side to find new wood and put it in the fire. After the fire grew bigger, he looked at the shore not far away. .

A huge, red-haired, blue-faced, yellow-clothed monster sat on the edge of the river, the hem of his robe was rolled up layer by layer by the wind and waves, and his two eyes were staring straight at his direction.

Xuanzang stepped over from the sleeping Wu Neng, walked up to the monster with a water cup made of bamboo tube, and looked up at the monster who followed his movements and his eyes moved accordingly.

"Is something wrong?"

The gigantic monster shook his head again.

"Do you have a tongue?" Xuanzang raised his head and asked him.

Drifting nodded.

"You can make a sound with your throat, right?"

The red hair swayed as the monster nodded.

The monk wearing a thin moonlight monk's robe frowned impatiently: "Since you can talk and have a tongue, don't keep nodding here. Those who don't know will think you are a kowtow."

The monster who was just about to nod stopped halfway with its drooping head.

Xuanzang bowed his neck a little tired. After looking at the surrounding plains, he pointed to the big river behind the monster: "You are too high, go into the water, just like the height we talked about before."

The monster stood up silently as he said, and walked into the river with two thin and long legs. It didn't turn its head until its body was completely submerged in the water. This time, only one head surfaced.

Xuanzang was finally able to look at him at eye level, and no longer had to strain his neck to look up.

"Amitabha, I think you can understand what I said, and you didn't mean to hurt me. I think you are not some vicious monster. Please also tell me how I can get through this river. If I can get through it, the poor monk is willing to help me." You recite the scriptures for three days, and your grievances and debts will be eliminated."

The red-haired monster raised its own slender fingers from the water, and the skinny fingers grabbed Xuanzang's surroundings, and then put them into his own mouth.

A hoarse voice that was no longer as loud as a gong came from the opponent's mouth.

"There is no way to cross this river. I am very hungry, but you are delicious."

"There are tens of thousands of delicious things in the world. A poor monk eats fast and recites Buddha every day, so sour meat won't taste good."

"Without the sour, you're really tasty."

Drifting lifted up the skull necklace around his neck and handed it to him to see.

"These nine monks are just like you, delicious."

Xuanzang brought over the somewhat pale skeleton soaked in river water, and saw the teeth from the skull without changing his expression, "Judging from the bones, these nine monks don't have much flesh. How many years have you lived here?"

The red-haired, blue-faced monster habitually shook his head.

A flying sword appeared behind him out of thin air.

Xuanzang saw that the snow-white long sword didn't even pause at all, it instantly penetrated the monster's chest ribs and reached his eyes, and a bone-chilling cold air emanated from the long sword.

The monster squatting in the middle of the river also looked down and saw the long sword piercing through the body from behind. The two round eyes were still the same as before, staring blankly at the monk on the bank: "I After breaking the glazed cup, this sword will fall from the sky and pierce my ribs a hundred times every seven days."

"Just because you broke a glass cup?" Xuanzang, who grew up in Jinshan Temple and later practiced in Huasheng Temple, saw such severe torture for the first time.

"That's his favorite glazed cup."

Not only did Xuanzang not understand what he said, but he frowned and took a few steps forward, looking at the long sword that was constantly protruding from the opponent's chest, he raised his hand and commanded: "You, turn around, turn your back on Follow me."

The monster who was being tortured in the river turned around silently, facing him with his wide back.

Xuanzang stood behind him, reached out and grabbed the long sword that was about to enter the opponent's body again.

This sword was not in the hands of anyone but still rushed forward with a powerful force. As soon as Xuanzang grasped the hilt, he was driven by the long sword and directly pierced the monster's back, piercing the person back and forth again.

"Find something and grit your teeth. I'll try to see if I can pull it out."

The monster sitting in the river picked up a black fish passing by, and put it into his mouth silently.

Xuanzang glanced at the struggling fish tail at the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, stepped on the back of the monster, and pulled out the long sword violently.

The bitingly cold long sword was separated from the back of the monster under his feet inch by inch, and the blue blood dyed the surrounding river water light blue.

When the long sword left the monster's back with the last inch, thunder came from the bright and quiet sky.

Holding down the vibrating long sword with both hands, Xuanzang had time to glance at the sound of thunder in the sky above his head.

Ignoring it, he directly raised the sword and threw it into the quicksand river with force.

Drifting turned his head, watching the long sword disappear into the water, "You threw it into my house."

The monk, whose clothes were all drenched, glanced at him expressionlessly: "You said that this river is not fluffy. As long as you move away from this river, it will never come to punish you again."

"If it resurfaces to trouble you, that's even better, just lend it to the poor monk to cross the river."

Killing two birds with one stone solved the problems of both of them.

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