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

"Aware!"

A roar made Jueming, who was coaxing others, even more confused.

Looking at the menacing person with a mournful face, he showed a look of pleading for help: "Master, come and help me, I didn't bully you, the little brother cried himself."

Jueming felt that Dou E was still wronged, he didn't know why the junior brother was crying.

Jiang Liu, who couldn't stop crying on the ground, looked at the master who walked in with red eyes, and tried to hold back the tears that were about to fall: "Master... I seem to be sick."

It was the first time Faming saw his apprentice crying like this, so he bent down to wipe off the tears on his face, and did not forget to stare at Jueming, "Jiang Liu is not feeling well, why didn't you see that, and let him stand outside to entertain guests?" .”

"I didn't make him stand there, he wanted to stand there."

Early in the morning, Jueming passed by the door a few times and saw the little junior brother spinning around like a spinning top. Halfway through, he asked if he was tired. If he was tired, he would go back to the temple to rest.

In fact, it makes sense that their temples are poor.

After all, if there are no pilgrims, there will be no pilgrims, and no one has tried to recruit them.

Faming bent down to pick up the crying and sobbing little apprentice, and signaled Jueming to lead the way.

Soon the master and apprentice stayed in the meditation room and began to check Jiang Liu's body.

"No problem."

Fa Ming stroked the goatee on his chin, holding his apprentice's pulse with one hand.

"The pulse condition is gentle and strong, the breath is peaceful, nothing serious."

Jueming also stretched out his hand and touched Jiang Liu's head carefully, feeling each other's temperature with the back of his hand.

"I don't have a fever either, the temperature is normal."

"It's not normal here." Jiang Liu pointed in the direction of his head, looking at his senior brother and master aggrievedly; "I always forget things these days, I obviously didn't copy the scriptures, but when I got up in the morning, the scriptures were copied , I obviously didn’t go out of the temple, but my brother said that I go out for a walk every day, and this!”

Jiang Liu put the unused lottery in his arms and put it on the table: "Why do I have to hold this at the door? I have no memory at all! I didn't do it!"

"Junior brother, have you been taken into your soul? Why don't you remember anything?"

Jueming originally wanted to make people laugh.

After finishing speaking, the two adults in the room looked at each other face to face, and the same thought flashed in their eyes in the next second.

"It can't be that someone has really taken the soul!"

The awakened monk who was weeding in the back mountain heard an emergency bell from the temple. This bell was specially used for important events in Jinshan Temple. The people on the back mountain dropped the weeds in their hands when they heard the first sound.

He ran away and went straight to Jinshan Temple.

"Master! Brother! Little brother."

Awakening rushed back and looked at all the monks in Jinshan Temple.

Faming was wearing a red cassock that would only be taken out when attending Buddhist meetings, and he fiddled with the bodhi seed in his hand with a serious face: "I called you here because a major event happened in our temple."

"Little Junior Brother seems to have been taken into his soul." Jue Ming followed closely.

Awakening: "! How is it possible!"

Their Jinshan Temple is blessed by Buddha's light, even if there are no pilgrims for 100 years, there will never be any evil spirits who dare to step in.

The bodhisattvas in the main hall have descended from the mortal world and are here in real life. Once any evil spirits step into the grounds of the temple, their souls will be dissipated in an instant.

Jueming blinked at him, "Junior Junior Brother's recent behavior is very abnormal."

Awakened and enlightened, he looked at his master; "What should I do now."

"Put evil."

Jiang Liu, whose eyes were still red, sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha, and his brothers and masters sat around him and began to chant sutras, trying to drive out the evil spirits in his body.

Xiao Hei climbed from the gate of the temple to the main hall, and after the little spider spirit finally climbed over the high steps with great effort, he saw the scene of four monks in the temple surrounded by a group.

"Huh? What kind of spell is this?"

It's the first time I've seen it.

Hearing its voice, Jiang Liu opened his eyes, his black eyes fell on the spider, and he pointed at it directly: "Master, there is also that spider, which keeps saying that it wants to touch my Buddha's light every day."

The heads of the three monks turned around in an instant, and their eight eyes were fixed on the small spider that could not be found on the ground.

Jueming: "???" The younger brother's eyes are really good.

Awakening: "Where is it? Where is the spider?" Are there really spiders?

Faming: "This is the temple spirit."

Xiao Hei was snatched by Elder Fa Ming and slipped in front of the four monks.

Four gleaming bald heads are facing it, and each eye is staring at it.

The little spider was trembling with fright, and wanted to ask for help from his only friend present.

"What should I do, little monk, your masters and brothers look at me like this, it's so scary

"It asked me what to do with it." The little monk who was asked for help turned around and told his master and brother what the spider said.

Xiao Hei: "..." You don't need to ask any more, it seems that the one who is in a bad mood is online.

Jueming looked at the little spider, and stared at his little brother with bright eyes; "Junior brother, you can understand its speech, whether it speaks human language or demon language."

"It must be a monster talk, otherwise you can understand people's words without the junior brother repeating them." Awakening felt that what he was asking was a waste of time.

"Okay, let's get down to business first."

Fa Ming stopped the two disciples, coiled the bodhi seeds in his hands, and stared at the little spider spirit on the ground with half-closed eyes.

This temple spirit has lived in this temple since Faming was a child.

Several generations of abbots of Jinshan Temple knew of its existence. Recently, Faming hadn’t seen the familiar figure of it hanging on the door and window, and he was a little worried that it might have gotten lost.

You must know that the temple spirit is enlightened by the Bodhisattva, and he is considered a half-Buddhist disciple. He will not encounter catastrophe by nature. As long as he practices honestly in the temple, he can reach the other shore in the future.

It was at this time that Chen Wei woke up. One second he felt that he was a little sleepy under the sun at the entrance of the temple, but the next second he opened his eyes and saw that his knees were touching the knees of his brother Awakened.

His two hands were also grabbed by two people respectively.

Looking forward along the held arm, Master Fa Ming was also sitting directly opposite him, and there was a familiar little spider in the middle of the four of them.

"What's the situation?" Chen Wei, who didn't know why, tried to reduce his sense of existence.

"Now..." Fa Ming hadn't finished the first word, but the next sentence stuck in his throat when he met the curious eyes of the little apprentice, and jumped up in the next second.

The scepter that was usually used as a railing under the altar was taken into his hand in an instant, and he slapped Chen Wei on the head with an afterimage. "Bold and evil! How dare Jinshan Temple be presumptuous!"

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, Chen Wei looked at the bigger and bigger blood spots falling on his legs, and slowly raised his hand to rub his head. The palm was sticky, and when he put it down, it was full of blood.

The villain sitting cross-legged; "awowed." Passed out.

"Senior brother!"

"Jiang Liu!"

Fa Ming dropped his scepter, squeezed the two disciples away, and helped the fallen man up to check his head injury.

"It's nothing serious, I just left some blood to drive away the evil spirit. I'll prescribe two medicines to wake you up and make medicine."

"I'm going right now."

Wake up and run to the kitchen.

The three monks worked hard for a long time, and finally bandaged Jiang Liu's head and prepared the soup.

When Chen Wei woke up from a daze, there was still a large area of ​​stars in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

"Junior brother is awake, quickly pour the medicine."

Jue Ming, who had been watching all the time, picked up the bowl of decoction that had been boiled long ago, squeezed the junior brother's chin and poured it in.

Chen Wei: "Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

"Drink it all, drink it all, it's good, little brother is so miserable." Jue Ming poured all the bitter medicine in with a steady hand, and still didn't forget to talk to Xing Xing.

"Sigh, I didn't expect that our Jinshan Temple would also be invaded by evil spirits. Fortunately, the master found out early, otherwise the younger brother would suffer.

Chen Wei, who had been given a mouthful of bitter medicine, had stars in front of his eyes, and was at a loss when he listened to the conversation between the two senior brothers.

What evil, what a miserable little junior.

What's wrong with him?

wrong.

Why did Elder Faming hit him on the head with a stick, and Elder Faming was bent over by the evil spirit? ? ?

"Junior Brother, come and see, is there something wrong with Jiang Liu's eyes?"

Jue Ming finished filling the medicine bowl and was about to walk away when he saw that the little junior brother's eyes had been opened, but his eyes seemed a little distracted.

"Look at the pupils. I heard that the pupils are also dilated when a person dies. Master wouldn't kill him right away."

The more Jueming looked at it, the more dangerous he felt. He dropped the bowl, turned around and left: "No, I'll call the master over again to have a look. I'm afraid Jiang Liu will go down the mountain to ask for a doctor."

Going down the mountain to invite a doctor means that as a patient, I have to drink ancient pure handmade traditional Chinese medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine is equal to what you just took in.

This recognition made the person lying flat on the couch immediately reach out and grab the person who was about to leave, and struggled to get up despite being dizzy, "Don't go."

"Little brother is awake!"

Awakening stood outside Elder Faming's meditation room, he came to report.

The door of the Zen room opened, and Fa Ming came out with his usual expression. He took off his red cassock and changed into his usual purple.

"Let's go and have a look."

Awakening leads the way, and Fa Ming follows behind.

Soon the two came to Jiang Liu's room.

In the room, Chen Wei held the hot tea that Jue Ming poured for him, leaned against the thick quilt, drank the hot tea and listened to Jue Ming tell how much his master had done to him in the hall before.

At that time, Jiang Liu's head was covered with blood.

Chen Wei drank hot tea and thought, no wonder he felt a pain in his head after waking up.

It turned out that the memory of being beaten by Fa Ming was true.

"Brother, what kind of evil is possessed by the master? It's amazing."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the meditation room was pushed open by someone, and Fa Mingxing, who was standing outside the door, stood there stunned.

Chen Wei, who was leaning on the quilt, blinked his black eyes, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Evil! Return my junior brother!"

Jueming, who was chatting with him at the head of the bed, jumped up immediately, and Faming, who was outside the door, rushed over to help.

After a while of jumping around, Chen Wei was brought into the hall in front of him again.