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

The two mountain gods who had been beaten so hard finally left Pingdingshan before dark, the one with deep-foot-shallow-foot covered in bruises, grievances and anger at the God of Mount Tai, and went to look for Mount Tai together. Settle accounts.

The Monkey King, who had moved his limbs and bones, walked comfortably to the old man who had not yet penetrated the soil.

"Great sage, calm down, the little old man has low mana, and the demon often summons me into the cave to serve him on duty."

Wukong was about to raise his hand by the collar - paused, stopped in mid-air, and looked him up and down; "What is the origin of the monster? Not only can it call the mountain god, but it can even command the local land."

The land sighed, looked up at the valley in the distance, and the sun was shining: "No, this is just the magic weapon of the monster. I am afraid that he is bringing you with the magic weapon and is going to capture you as well."

Wukong looked at the moving glow, and asked curiously; "You have worked in his cave, so you must know what kind of treasure he has in his hand, what kind of technique he practices, and whose disciple he worships. Are there any gods who have a close relationship with anyone?"

"This little old man really doesn't know. He only knows that he likes to burn alchemy and refine medicine in the cave, and he usually dresses up as a Quanzhen Taoist."

Wukong sneered, shrunk the weapon in his hand and stuffed it into his ear, saying, "No wonder he was dressed as a Taoist priest just now, so he is a real Taoist priest, which is easy to handle."

After speaking, he looked at the Drifting Monk standing blankly beside him.

"Third Junior Brother, you and the land find a place to rest and see how my old grandson can take down that demon this time."

On the spot, he transformed into a Taoist priest wearing a patchwork robe and beating a fishing drum with his hands, and went to meet the monster opposite him openly.

In the Lotus Cave, Yinjiao returned to his room and prepared to rest, but—when he closed his eyes, the person he saw just now seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The faint peaceful aura of Buddha's light didn't seem to dissipate from him.

Yinjiao put the palm that had pinched Tang Seng's cheek under his nose, sucked a few mouthfuls forcefully, jumped up from the bed with shortness of breath, without shoes, and went straight to the place where Tang Seng was tied with disheveled hair.

When I got there, I saw the man wearing a light-colored monk's robe and a face as gentle as jade, leaning against the wall and sleeping soundlessly.

That impetuous heart suddenly calmed down, and Yinjiao walked up to that person lightly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the picture scroll he gave to the other person still stuffed in his chest, and the monk's robe was bulging, There is a small gap in the neckline, and the sunken collarbone can be seen inside.

Yinjiao looked at that place, held his breath and stretched out his palm, as soon as one finger touched the collar, the sleeping monk opened his eyes.

What kind of cold eyes are those, as if everything in the world has been buried under the snow mountain and cannot be melted for thousands of years.

Yinjiao only looked at it for a moment, and was forced to turn around against the corner of the wall by the palm of the two-boned palm. The monk with a beautiful appearance exuded the cold aura of a frostbitten monster, and held him down with his hands. neck, — holding his hair in his hand, whispering in his ear.

"Just now, what did you want to do to my body...?"

"I, I, I... I just want to help you, it's your collar that's loose... it's loose..." Yinjiao's neck was held and tightened, and the eyes stuck to the wall that were struggling to breathe had already begun to roll upwards His eyes rolled and it became extremely difficult to speak.

After he finished speaking, he heard a chuckle of disdain, the voice was almost inaudible, but the hairs all over Yinjiao's body stood on end, and he felt that if he didn't save him, he would die at the hands of this monk inside.

"After I was caught in, how many times did you touch me?"

Yin Jiao quickly raised two fingers: "Only twice! I only touched it twice, and I didn't touch it this time just now."

After he finished speaking, there was no movement behind him, only the palms that were pinching his neck kept tightening and tightening—the hands were like iron clamps—tightly strangling his neck.

Yinjiao quickly poured beans into the bamboo tube again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to attack you, I just heard that you are the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and the tenth Yuanyang has not been broken. If I get your Yuan Yang, I can improve my cultivation and live forever, I don’t want to eat yours! It’s Jin Jiao who wants to eat you!”

Another golden cicada.

Xuanzang has come all the way, and has already heard this name from many monsters.

"Where did you hear that I am Jin Chanzi?"

"It's Golden Horn! It was Golden Horn who told me!"

Yin Jiao is afraid of death, he has only worked as a boy in Laojun's alchemy room since he was a child, and Jin Jiao is in charge of everything after he descends to earth.

Now after being threatened with his life, he pushed out Golden Horn without even thinking about it.

"What's your name?"

The palm on the back of the neck was slightly loose, Yinjiao thought that the other party had let go of his guard, and quickly announced his name: "My name is Yinjiao, and I am the second eldest in this lotus cave... Boom!" Yinjiao's neck was crooked just now when he thought he would survive.

Xuanzang let go of his unconscious body, saw that his suitcase was still beside him, he opened it directly and took out a rope made of devil vines.

This rope came across a family they ran into on the way westward, and the house of that family was planted with devil vines in all directions. This thing reproduces very slowly, and once it grows, it will not move from its original position no matter whether it is flooded or burned.

That family is poor, and there is only one house, and they must carefully avoid the iron thorns on the devil's vine every day.

This vine is densely packed with sharp thorns like needle nests. Even if a normal person gets pricked, it will be unbearable pain. Even after Wu Neng pricked a root out of curiosity, it still hurts for half a month.

Xuanzang avoided the spikes on the devil vine, tied it to the monster on the ground, and made sure that the monster could not move after waking up, and then closed the box.

The person who was about to leave here only - looked down and saw that the collar of his front was open, and something was stuffed on his chest.

Xuanzang thought it was put by a demon, so he took it out and threw it away.

The innocent painting flew out, and after falling to the ground, it rolled a few times, rolling the portrait inside out.

—When one foot passed there, there was a pause, and then the portrait on the ground was picked up again. Xuanzang looked at the portrait, the person who was himself, but not himself, frowned and left here with the scroll.

When passing the corner, a familiar snoring sound made Xuanzang stop again.

While Wu Neng was sleeping, he felt a cold wind approaching him, getting closer and closer to him, and the cold air became heavier and heavier, so heavy that the sleeping pig demon hugged him tightly arms, wanting to resist the severe cold in this way.

But not only did the chill not go away, but he also stood beside him intending to stay permanently.

Wu Neng, who woke up from the cold, was about to complain about how the place where the monster imprisoned him was so cold, when he saw a shadow in front of him.

Going up along the shadows—looking at the monk's robes, cassocks, and Buddhist beads, Wu Neng raised his head, a little afraid to face it but had to face it, and looked at the piercing face of the other party, "Master..."

"Wu Neng, when I named you this name, I didn't mean to say that you were incompetent."

Xuanzang only said this - and walked away from him.

Wu Neng was lying on the ground, with the words Xuanzang said just now echoing in his ears, he sat up guiltily, and didn't need the mobs to untie him, so he broke the rope on his body, and walked behind him with his ears flapped. Behind him carefully explained: "Master, my nine-toothed rake was taken away by them. Without the weapon, I'm afraid I can't take you out. You need to rest for a while. My old pig is going to inquire about the situation of that monster."

This time, in order to show that he really wanted to do something, Wu Neng turned into a mosquito the size of a grain of rice on the spot, flapped his wings in front of Xuanzang and said, "Master, I'm leaving now, you should be careful."

After Wu Neng turned into a mosquito, he followed the cave-road to find out his weapon and the whereabouts of the two monsters.

Outside the Lotus Cave, Wukong's transformed old man was walking on the road, and two little demons who would come out with magic weapons to catch monkeys bumped into him head-on.

Seeing the Taoist robe on his body, Li Lichong hurried over, glanced at him and asked him: "You are definitely not from our mountain, where did you come from?"

Wukong tapped the fishing drum in his hand and said with a smile: "The poor Taoist came from Mount Penglai."

"Penglai Mountain? That's the fairyland of the island, are you an old fairy?" Jing Gui was overjoyed.

"I'm not an old god, I just practiced for a few years." Wukong took Qiao, pretending not to care at all, but deliberately dissipated his righteousness, looking more and more immortal.

"Old god, don't be angry, it's because we mortals didn't see your identity clearly. My king likes to associate with Taoist priests the most. You wait for us here for a while, and we will take you to meet my king, and we promise to invite you as a guest of honor." .”

Wukong squinted at them: "Since that's the case, why don't you leave now? Don't you also know that the old Taoist is going down the mountain this time to prepare a good person to become a fairy?"

Two little monsters - I heard that he still has the ability to make people become immortals, and they danced and danced to show their loyalty to him: "Choose me, choose me! Old fairy, wait for us to finish our work, and we can go with you! "

"What are you going to do, how about the old Taoist follow you?" Wukong asked his purpose.

The fine ghost pointed to the mountain road ahead: "My king told us to catch monkeys there."

"That monkey, is Monkey King the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago?" After Wukong finished speaking, the fishing drum in his hand spun quickly: "Is he learning scriptures from Tang Monk now?"

Clever looked at him curiously; "The old god also knows about this person?"

"The monkey came to Penglai Mountain some time ago to be rude to me, and sneaked away after being bumped into by me. I will help you - take down that monkey together."

Wukong brings to life a Taoist priest who is provoked by monkeys.

But after he finished speaking, the two little demons shook their heads in unison.

"Old Immortal, I don't need your help. My king has given us two treasures. Now that monkey is being crushed under the three mountains. As long as we take the treasure and put the bottom of this treasure up to the sky and the mouth on the ground, as long as he agrees With a sound, it will be put into a bottle, and it will turn into pus in three minutes."

Clever Chong shook the magic weapon in his hand: "This is called a red gourd."

The fine ghost did not forget to show off, pointing to the bottle in his hand and said: "This is the jade bottle, and it is also the treasure of my king."

The two demons each held a treasure, and then they all looked at Sun Wukong, and said at the same time; "Old fairy, do you have any treasures for us to see."

Wukong rolled his eyes, thinking that before he came here, the land told him that there were five treasures in the monster's hands, and all of them were rare. Here, two of them came out suddenly, and he had to find a way to trick them.

After the demon is empty-handed and has no weapons, he will go to rescue the master by himself, and there is no need to worry about the demon using any sorcery.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand, touched the back of his head, pulled out a monkey hair, twisted it, and said to the palm of his hand, "Change! Change! Change!"

There is an extra red gourd in the palm of the hand, which is just one foot taller than the red gourd in the smart insect's hand.

"This gourd looks like mine!" Li Chong looked at the red gourd in the old fairy's hand, and then at his own, feeling more and more similar.

Wukong rolled his eyes, looked at his gourd swaggeringly and said, "Your gourd can only hold people, but this gourd of mine can hold heaven."

Hearing this, the two little demons opened their mouths and stared at the sky, looking up at the sky with disbelief, and then looked at the gourd in his palm.

"That's it? Can it still cover the sky?"

"Of course, but this spell cannot be used frequently."

After he finished speaking, the two monsters thought he was lying, and they all turned their backs on him: "Old gods can also lie, how can there be such a magic weapon in this world."

What Wukong wanted was that they didn’t believe it, so he held the big red gourd and bet with them; “If you want to see me pretending to be the sky, if I really put the sky in this gourd, you have to exchange the magic weapon in your hand with me. Don't dare!"

The clever bug immediately agreed: "Change! You put this day in for me first."

"This is the magic weapon of King Golden Horn. If you lose it, what will you take back?" The fine ghost pushed his companion, telling him not to be impulsive.

Clever Chong ignored his instructions, and looked at the big red gourd in Wukong's hand with burning eyes: "If you really use that gourd to hold the sky, we have to give you our magic weapon, but your magic weapon must also be given to us to make it happen." .”

After finishing speaking, he took the fine ghost to explain: "Anyway, the king still has three treasures. If you can get these things, they can be used as a pretense. The king will not punish us at all, maybe he will reward us."

Seeing that they were fooled, Wukong pretended to be very embarrassed, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed to their request.

"Okay! As long as I pretend to be the sky, I will exchange this gourd with you, but this day can't be messed up, otherwise the world will be messed up, how about I pretend to be half of it for you to see?"

The two demons had no objection, and squatted obediently on the big rock next to him, resting their chins on their hands and watching him cast spells to pretend to be heaven.

On the surface, Wukong is using spells, but in fact, the soul of the soul is out of the body to attract the local day tour gods, and the night tour gods tell Wufang about the truth and tell them.

"My old grandson converted to Zhengguo, and protected Tang Monk to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. When passing by Pingding Mountain, Master was kidnapped by that demon. He was about to lure the demon to exchange for his treasure. You go and tell the old Jade Emperor to lend me this day. Close it for half an hour, and I will thank him after I succeed, if you don't borrow it, don't blame my old grandson for re-entering Tiangong."

Sun Youshen, Ye Youshen, and Wufang Jiedi heard this and ran away one after another. At that time, all the people gathered in front of the Nantian Gate received the message from the Great Sage to come up to ask for orders.

Hearing the monkey's words, the Jade Emperor blew his beard and stared angrily: "That monkey! I just heard Nanhai Guanshiyin Bodhisattva said the other day that he was sent to Tang Monk to learn Buddhist scriptures. He was very capable at making troubles in the heavenly palace back then. Why can't he even deal with a few demons now? , and want me to lend him half an hour today! How can I lend him this day! "

People on the ground don't know how the gods in the sky negotiated.

The clever worm and the fine ghost were a little impatient, and when they were about to stand up, they saw the sun, the moon and the stars gradually disappearing in the sky. It was still Xiangwu at this time, but the day was as black as if ink had been splashed on that day. .

Wukong took the opportunity to shake the red gourd bottle in his hand, "I was put into the gourd by Pindao that day."

The two demons looked at the things in his hand one after another, and then looked up at the dark sky above, their expressions changed drastically.

"Don't panic, don't panic, Pindao will let the sky go."

Seeing their eyes, Wukong raised the red gourd in his hand, and the ink-splattered sky gradually brightened, and the sun, moon and stars returned to their positions.

On the North Heaven Gate, Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, holding a flag borrowed from the Zhenwu God Lord in his hand. He was the one who came up with the idea of ​​blocking the sky just now, and borrowed it from the Zhenwu God Lord of the South Heaven Gate—— A piece of flag, the flag and then from the north gate, covering the sky over Pingdingshan.

It looked as if the world had turned into pitch blackness. Nezha watched the movement of the great sage below, and when he shook the fake magic bottle, he put away the flag in his hand, and then he was fooled Those two monsters.

The clever worm who had seen the sky-setting spell, now handed over his red gourd without even thinking about it.

The fine ghost also handed the jade bottle in his hand to Wukong, and then the two demons hugged the big red gourd, asked him how to pretend to be the magic formula, and happily went to capture the monkey that was crushed under the mountain.

After Wukong got the magic weapon, he transformed himself and disappeared on the spot.

The two little demons who had just walked out turned their heads in response, and saw the empty space behind them.

The old fairy who had just stood there had disappeared, and felt light in the palm of his hand again, and the big red gourd that could pretend to be the sky just now also turned into a brown monkey hair.

"Oops! We fell for it!

The fine ghost—patted his head, the two little monsters stopped looking for the Monkey King, and hurried back to the Lotus Cave with the monkey hair, knelt down at the feet of the Golden Horn King, and wept bitterly.

"My lord, we lost your treasure. The outsider came—an old fairy from Penglai Mountain. The fairy said that he had a magic weapon in his hand that could hold the sky. We tried it, and that thing really could hold the sky. But after we exchanged the magic weapon with him, he disappeared and left us this."

A monkey hair was placed in a tray and brought to the eyes of the Golden Horn King.

When Jin Jiao heard that his two magic weapons had been taken away, he slapped the tray containing the monkey hair to pieces, stood up and looked around; "Where is King Yin Horn? Go ask him to come see me!"

Wu Neng, who had turned into a mosquito, stood on top of the oil lamp and flew back in a hurry after hearing the little demon's conversation with the golden horned king.

Soon I found Xuanzang at the other end of the cave, turned into a human being on the spot and dragged him away; "Master, hurry up, the magic weapon in the demon's hand has been cheated, it must be Wukong who did it, this demon is now in a rage , if we don’t run away—he will throw us directly into the frying pan.”

"Ding Mo."

Xuanzang summoned Liu Ding Liujia.

Ding Mo appeared and bowed his hands: "Master, we are only responsible for your safety, food and shelter, saving people and eliminating demons is not within our responsibility."

They have all received the Bodhisattva's order that all the demons and ghosts on this road are not allowed to help Tang Seng, but they can only protect themselves in the most basic way, so as not to let him be eaten by monsters, and not let him freeze on the road. Hungry, other things - law is not allowed to intervene.

"Go and send my luggage to Monk Drifting." Xuanzang, who summoned the people, looked indifferent as if he hadn't heard what he said just now, and just asked them to take his luggage away.

Ding Mo, who was holding his fists on the spot, turned around in embarrassment, and took his brothers to get the luggage.

"Master, what about us?" Wu Neng looked at Liu Ding Liu Jia who was walking away, and asked them what they were going to do next.

"He's looking for King Silver Horn, so you go and become King Silver Horn to meet the monster and see what he's going to do next, and then I'll find a way to tell Wukong that we've taken over the monster's lair."

Wu Neng—hearing that he was going to look like King Silver Horn, confronted that monster in person, before he hesitated, he gave him a cold look in front of his master.

A certain pig demon immediately remembered his name, as well as Master's previous warning words, and immediately straightened his chest and patted his chest to assure: "Master, don't worry, my old pig will change right away!"

Wu Neng, who had turned into King Silver Horn, took a few steps back and was found by the little demon who came out to look for him.

After seeing him, he quickly came over and pulled him to go in: "Second King, the Great King is looking for you, he is going to let you go to grandma's house, and invite grandma and the golden rope over here."

What grandma's, gold rope, Wu Neng - at a loss to understand, can only bite the bullet and follow the little demon in.

He walked on the front foot, and Xuanzang returned to the place where he was before on the back foot. The demon entangled by the devil vine on the ground has not yet woken up.

Xuanzang squatted on the ground, untied the monster's belt, loosened his Taoist robe, searched him inside and out, and only found out - a banana fan with a glowing glow.

Xuanzang held the fan, turned it lightly, and "huchi" - a burst of fire came out from the fan and landed on the sleepy monster.

The fire fell on the monster for a long time, the flame was red and shiny, Yinjiao was awakened by the pain, the monster who just woke up opened it and saw the good-looking monk, holding a banana fan in his hand and looking at it expressionlessly. with him.

- A smell of meat gradually wafted out from between the two of them.

The author has something to say: Yin Jiao: I am very close to Tang Seng!

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