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

Xiao Hei, who was obsessed with Buddha's light and could not extricate himself, showed hesitation towards this option for the first time.

Chen Wei directly put it in the palm of his hand, and said generously: "In order to express the strong friendship between us, I don't make any demands. You can rub the Buddha's light at any time. As long as you are willing to stay with me, I will always be with you." Give you Buddha's light, okay?"

so generous?

Xiao Hei looked him up and down sideways, and after making sure he wasn't joking, he asked, "Really?"

"Really! Let the Bodhisattva expel me from the temple if I tell a lie."

This oath is very powerful to the monk. As a temple spirit, Xiao Hei has no doubts.

The little black paw touched the human finger lightly: "deal."

Chen Wei, who successfully bound a monster, sat in front of the Buddha with a bright smile, exuding a golden Buddha light that only monsters can see.

Xiao Hei looked at the golden human being in shock, and secretly glanced at the three seated clay statues not far away.

He murmured silently in his heart: "Which Buddha is this reincarnation? The light all over his body must have done at least one hundred thousand merits."

A mouthful of Buddha's light was worth three days of cultivation, Xiao Hei pretended to be dead, closed his eyes, and desperately patted the Buddha's light on himself, muttering while patting: "It doesn't matter, as long as he stays in Jinshan Temple for one day, I will spend one day. "

Chen Wei has solved his physical problem, and the next thing to do is to survive.

This temple is too poor, three meals a day are noodles with sweet potatoes, or rice porridge and wild vegetables.

There was not even a drop of oil in the porridge. Chen Wei looked at his current body. The five-year-old child was skinny and had no flesh, with a row of barbs hanging from his fingers.

Accidentally rubbed their hands on the clothes, and those who hurt their barbs gritted their teeth.

He tries to find a way to fill his stomach first and take good care of his body. The lifespan of ancient humans is very short, so he must be careful to protect it.

Three days later...

Jiang Liu looked at the pilgrims outside the gate of Jinshan Temple, lowered his head in a daze, and saw himself standing at the gate of the temple in a brand new monk's robe, holding the stick in the hall with both hands.

"Hey, it's here, it's here."

A few smiling pilgrims pointed to the gate of Jinshan Temple and walked up the steps with laughter. They were even happier when they saw the little monk who looked like a golden boy beside the Bodhisattva at the gate.

"Come, come, sisters, this is the lottery bucket, it will work."

Granny Jin walked up to Jiang Liu with a smile, and raised her hand, and the bright white silver fell into Jiang Liu's left hand.

The little monk looked sideways and found that the merit box in the main hall was moved by someone and placed on his left.

Grandma Jin finished donating the silver and looked expectantly at the lottery bucket in the little monk's hand.

"Little master, I want to draw a lottery, look..."

Jiang Liu looked at the lottery bucket in his hand, pursed his lips and handed it out.

Granny Jin caught the thing with a smile on her face, and began to shake it in front of the two old sisters.

"Boom, boom, boom."

In the shaking lottery bucket, a lottery with a red bottom fell out.

"Ahhh! Bodhisattva bless Bodhisattva! Thank you little master."

Granny Jin held the red stick, took out two liang of silver from her wallet, and put it into the merit box on Jiang Liu's left.

Then he quickly ran in front of his old sister with the stick, raised his arms excitedly, and was full of pride: "There are a total of 99 sticks in this stick, and only one stick is painted in red. Those who get the stick in red can make their wishes come true."

Jiang Liu, holding the stick again, vaguely recalled when their temple had this regulation.

No, when did their temple have pilgrims?

Xiao Hei, who was lying in the stick and working, was tired and fell asleep on the stick. When he heard footsteps coming, he quickly turned around and lay down on the edge.

A stick with a red tail fell from the air, and Xiao Hei held the stick steady.

"Little master, give me a shake too."

Li Fengxian gritted her teeth and took out a consistent copper coin from her pocket, threw it into the merit box, and then asked Jiang Liu to hand her the stick.

Jiang Liu handed over the lottery.

The other party began to imitate Granny Jin, shaking her vigorously, making a wish while shaking her heart; "Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless, this time I will be able to give birth to a boy."

Xiao Hei, who was lying in the lottery tube, crawled out along the bamboo stick while the opponent was shaking, looked at the person who drew the lottery, and saw that her left eye was black and blue, shook her head, got into the lottery tube, and chose He took a white check and threw it out.

"What is it? What is it?"

When Grandma Jin and her friends saw the lottery falling, they all ran over to watch.

Jiang Liu bent down and picked up the stick on the ground. There was not a word on it, nor was it painted in red.

Li Fengxian also saw that he had shaken out the white lottery, his face turned pale, and he grabbed the lottery and threw it into the lottery tube, "No, no, this temple has had no pilgrims for many years. You were a blind cat and a dead mouse last time." , maybe I was deceived by someone."

Grandma Jin was not happy when she said this.

"If it wasn't for the little master Xinshan who helped me the day before yesterday, I would have fallen to my death in this ghost place."

"That's because you fell at the gate of someone's temple and didn't help you." Li Fengxian rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, feeling sorry for the money he just threw in.

"Okay, okay, you two don't always quarrel, I haven't shaken yet."

Lin Zhenzhu stopped the two quarreling sisters, walked up to Jiang Liu, donated silver to the merit box, and then looked at Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu subconsciously handed out the lottery.

The four people in front of the temple gate looked at the stick in unison, and their eyes moved as it shook.

"Crack!" A red stick flew out of the bamboo tube and fell to the ground.

The four people present stood dumbfounded for a moment.

Jiang Liu moved aside instinctively.

Just one meter away, the three of them started arguing.

One thought it was true, and the other thought it was a lie. The person who stood at the center and finally drew lots tried to persuade them, but the two who couldn't persuade the quarrel had no choice but to let go and do it again.

So Jiang Liu, who was standing not far away, was surrounded by people again, and the stick was held by people again and began to shake.

Soon, a stick that was not painted in red fell out of the bamboo tube again.

Li Fengxian looked at the stick on the ground, looked up at the two sisters in disbelief, and his eyes turned red instantly: "Why don't I have one?"

"Forget it, maybe it's the wrong day for us to come today, we will accompany you next time."

They were all old sisters for many years. Grandma Jin patted the old sister's hand, and the three of them left Jinshan Temple with their arms.

Holding the returned stick, Jiang Liu saw a spider crawling out of it, shouting, "I'm so tired, I want to touch the Buddha's light."

Before Jiang Liu could answer, he automatically climbed onto the back of his hand and rolled on his cuff.

The little monk in the new clothes watched blankly as the other party stepped and rolled in his cuffs with his dirty feet.

Jiang Liu lowered his eyes, thinking of himself who had lost his memory, as if he didn't like to be clean.

The unclean Xiao Hei was lifted by someone, and moved from the cuff to the ground, "Don't just climb on me."

very dirty.

The little man holding the stick left the spider and walked towards the temple on short legs.

A layer of red fallen leaves fell in front of the Bodhisattva Hall. Jiang Liu stood in front of those fallen leaves, and Baozi's face gradually wrinkled.

"Brother."

Jueming was carrying a bag of sweet potatoes when he was stopped by his junior brother.

"Xiao Jiangliu, today we are eating sweet potato pancakes."

Jueming shook his big white teeth and rubbed his little junior brother's bald head with a bright smile.

Junior brother's head feels particularly good, and Jueming becomes addicted after rubbing it once.

"Brother, there are a lot of leaves on the ground." Jiang Liu pointed to the thick fallen leaves under the two people's feet and asked him to see for himself.

"It's very beautiful, junior brother, your idea is really good. The two pilgrims who came in yesterday felt that the red leaves in this place are particularly artistic." Jueming thought he wanted to praise him, so he patted Jiang Liu's face generously. Shoulder: "You did a great job. There are more pilgrims these days than we have in a year."

Thanks to my junior brother walking outside the temple gate the day before yesterday, I ran into four groups of passers-by. Those people didn't know there was a temple on this mountain until they saw my junior brother.

At the warm invitation of the younger brother, the people from the high mountains and far away went to the temple to enjoy the cool and rest, and each of them also donated money for sesame oil.

That money is enough for them to live in the temple for a month.

Jiang Liu raised his neck and looked at the gesture that his elder brother said was about to raise his eyebrows, his mind went blank.

A five-year-old child, who has been bewildered by amnesia recently, is now listening to his senior brother talking about things he doesn't know at all.

The normally taciturn and quiet villain's eyes gradually became moist.

"Brother..." The small palm grabbed the hem of Brother Jueming's monk's robe.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with junior brother..." He said happily, and when he lowered his head, he saw his little junior brother's eyes were red, and tears rolled down one by one.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu...I don't know..."

Fa Ming heard the cry of a child coming from the front hall, and ran out in a daze, only to see his little apprentice who had never had any emotions squatting on the ground, crying loudly.

Jueming on the side is frantically trying to coax people, but the effect is slim to the screen.