[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

At the Xitian lecture place in Lingshan, the Buddha was preaching to everyone, but when he turned his head, he found that Jin Chan was keeping her head down and not moving. She had kept this position for a long time.

With a wave of the Buddha's sleeve, the phantom was scattered.

After a puff of smoke, there was no trace of the golden cicada in front of my eyes, only a branch of peach blossom was left on the futon.

She actually replaced herself with a peach blossom branch and sneaked away.

The Buddha remained silent, and everyone dared not speak to each other.

After a long time, the Buddha ordered everyone to find the golden cicada.

Where is the golden cicada?

Even she herself didn't know where she was.

Jin Chan lay on a soft river bottom, looking at the quiet black and the pearl-like silver spots in the black, humming softly.

This song was heard from a lotus picking girl when she came down to earth, the singing voice was euphemistic and sad, entangled with tenderness, it was really touching.

The word love makes mortals live and die for it, monsters indulge for it and restrain themselves, gods fall for it and gain the way.

Jin Chan thought about it for a long time, but the more she thought about it, the more interesting she found it.

"And ask the world, what is love?"

Suddenly, a black shadow plunged headlong into the pitch-black galaxy, but at the next moment, a white rainbow parted the water flow and plunged straight into the back of the black shadow. A lonely soul in the black river.

Bright blood gushed out from the wound, like ostentatious red silk, licking the light spots in the Milky Way, and gradually dispersed.

At this time, another figure suddenly fell into the Milky Way, but the black water in the Milky Way seemed to feel something, and bullyingly parted to the two sides, giving way to a path full of pearls.

The tall and straight silver figure walked along the path, reached out to hold the white rainbow that killed the black shadow, and flicked it lightly, the black shadow turned into light and dispersed, and blood mist gushed into the river.

Red blood, black water, silver embellishment.

The man held a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, moved the two curved beards on the top of his head, and pierced her coldly and sharply through this river full of love between countless idiots and resentful women.

Jin Chan got up from the river bed, as if the cicada had shed its rotten shell, revealing a fresh and smooth inside.

In an instant, golden light filled the Milky Way.

Even though the beautiful scenery in front of him is pleasant and the beauty is happy, he is still as cold and hard as a snow-stone iceberg.

"Who are you?"

Jin Chan smiled slightly, "I am Jin Chan, a disciple of Buddha."

He was no longer interested and turned to leave.

"You are Erlang..."

This address was too affectionate and offensive to him. He turned around and looked at her majestically.

She interjected: "...showing the sage and true monarch."

Erlangshen's eyes were condensed, "Stop showing off your tongue."

Jin Chan let out an innocent "Hey", put her finger on her lips tentatively, and smiled kindly, making her angry.

Erlang Shen turned around and walked back along the Yinhe path.

He could hear footsteps behind him, and the footsteps were getting closer, until they were beside him, until they passed him.

Jin Chan suddenly turned around, and while walking backwards, she asked, "Excuse me, where is this place? How can I go back to the west?"

Erlang God frowned, "This is the Milky Way, you can reach the western sky by flying westward."

Jin Chan showed an embarrassed smile, "Although you said it clearly, I can't tell the difference between south, east and north at all. Can you trouble this fairy family to send me back?"

Erlang God stopped and stared at her coldly.

She looked at him calmly.

After a while, he nodded slightly.

Jin Chan laughed, "Thank you."

The cinnabar between her eyebrows is more moving than the blood mist just now, and the fluorescent light emitted by the pearls embellished on the ground reflects her cheeks, making the whiteness even more white, and the delicate parts are more delicate.

But at this moment, she turned around and walked away, passing through the shining white light, and set foot on the bank of the Milky Way.

He dragged the three-pointed double-edged knife and followed step by step.

When he came out, she had already been waiting for him in the clouds.

However, when the two walked halfway, Jin Chan's Yun Cai was disobedient, and refused to go any further.

Jin Chan spread her arms and said with a smile: "Please help me to drag this cloud back. Although it is playing against me, I can't abandon it."

Erlang Shen gave her a cold look.

He really wanted to say that you laughed too much, but for some unknown reason, the words swirled in his throat and he swallowed again.

He turned the weapon into a rope, tied the cloud, and led her cloud forward.

After walking for a while, he heard a burst of laughter behind him.

When he turned his head, she smiled and said, "The Xian family is really serious and responsible."

Erlang Shen: "The responsibility lies."

She actually laughed too much.

He took her to the west, and just as he retracted the rope, turning it into a three-pointed two-edged knife again, a peach blossom appeared in front of him.

His gaze passed through the peach-colored petals and fixed on her face.

She tilted her head, "This is a gift to the Xian family."

His mind went blank for a moment, but he said: "Where did you get the peach blossom branches?"

"...Peach Blossom Garden? You actually climbed and broke the peach blossom branches in Peach Blossom Garden without permission!"

Jin Chan withdrew her hand, her bright and clear eyes were like an innocent deer, shy and well-behaved.

Inexplicably, he actually reached out and took... the stolen goods.

This move was as if his body had deviated from his mind, and he couldn't help emphasizing his tone: "Not next time."

She raised the corner of her mouth and whispered, "Okay."

"Golden Cicada!"

"Golden Cicada—"

Suddenly someone called her from behind, but she quickly rushed to the path opposite to the voice.

Erlang Shen lowered his head, looked at the branch of peach blossom, and felt as if he had been hit by a blooming flower suddenly, his scalp was numb from the blow.

"It is an unforgivable sin to be a god but to be greedy for love between a man and a woman. According to the will of the Jade Emperor, the two of you will be cast into the mortal world and be resentful spouses for seven generations."

He escorted the two little fairies to reincarnate. When they passed by the Pantao Garden, there was a burst of peach blossom rain.

He looked up and saw that Jin Chan, who laughed too much, was sitting on the wall, raising her head slightly, holding a peach blossom in her hand and sniffing gently. She was surrounded by a strong Buddha and fairy spirit, and the auspicious spirit was almost In essence, it is golden and very eye-catching.

She suddenly noticed something, turned her head and looked, the cinnabar mole on her forehead was like a falling peach blossom.

"Huh? It's you from the Xian family."

Erlang Shen nodded slightly.

She pressed the hand holding the peach blossom branch to her forehead, and asked with a smile, "What are you going to do?"

Erlang God said indifferently: "The two immortals are greedy for their children's affair, and want to demote them to the mortal world."

"Secret relationship? Mortal world..."

Jin Chan smiled and said, "So that's the case, that's also interesting."

interesting?

Erlangshen thought it was strange, but the two little fairies accused her.

Jin Chan said lightly: "If you really love each other, are you afraid of resentment for seven generations? Isn't this a test for the two of you?"

Erlang was taken aback.

Indeed, although the Jade Emperor punished them, it was not that he did not point out a way for them. If the two did not separate after seven lifetimes, then it was up to them.

She didn't expect that she could figure it out.

"How many people only covet the pleasure brought by love, but don't know the responsibility brought by it. It can be said that there are many people who seek pleasure, but few who seek pain. Only those who seek hardship can live happily ever after."

He really accepted her bittersweet theory, but he still felt that she laughed too much.

After she came back from studying the scriptures, he thought that he could finally see her in the sky this time, but he didn't expect that she would say that her fate was not over and stayed in Chang'an all the time.

He had visited her secretly.

At that time, she was sitting on a bamboo mat under a peach blossom tree, leaning against a small table, holding a scripture scroll, and the peach blossoms would always fall on the pages of her book, and she had to brush them away from time to time.

He just hid himself, stood behind her, and stretched out his hand to block the falling flowers for her.

"I think you are Sichun, right?" A clear voice came from afar.

"nonsense."

"It's not impossible."

"Why do you even say that..."

"Then you just couldn't stop watching the princess?"

"Poor monk, that's...Master, look quickly, your disciple is bullying him again!"

An innocent figure ran over, sat down on the mat, and looked at Jin Chan with a smile.

He knew that it was the mortal disciple she had accepted, what was it called? From his point of view, this monk had a peach blossom, and it was Sha Ren's peach blossom. Fortunately, he took the pill by mistake, otherwise he would have died because of the peach blossom. .

Jin Chan glanced at him and said with a smile: "What happened? I heard you talking about Sichun from such a distance, and each of you didn't know what to say or what not to say."

Ao Lie, who still maintained his youthful appearance, posted it affectionately, and said softly: "Master, don't be partial, he made it first, and I said it."

"You..." Bian Ji was taken aback by his shamelessness, he squeezed the corner of his sleeve aggrievedly, "Master, my disciple is not, my disciple is not..."

Bajie lay lazily on the mat, propped his cheek with one hand, and said with a smile: "Master, this is how it happened. We just saw Princess Gaoyang outside the temple, and this idiot looked at the princess several times."

"I'm not a disciple..." Bian Ji stared at his master without blinking his clear eyes.

Ao Lie: "Then tell me, why do you want to watch it?"

Bian Ji whispered: "Bian Ji once saw a monk flirting with this princess. Of course, that princess was wearing simple clothes at the time."

Sha Wujing sat cross-legged beside Jin Chan, helping her brush off the fallen flowers without saying a word.

Erlangshen stared at him coldly, shook off the petals on his palms, folded his arms, and leaned against the tree trunk.

Sun Xingzhe seemed to be restless for a moment, walking around the mat again and again, and said in his mouth: "Since this is the reason, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Bian Ji lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't be good to speak out."

Jin Chan raised her head and patted his head, "You have a heart."

It seems that fate is not so easy to change, even if it is changed by one person, it will be applied to another person.

Ao Lie pushed back the debate, "Master, touch me, his head is bare, what's there to touch."

Bian Ji turned his head and whispered, "Stingy jealous".

Ao Lie's eyes widened, "Hey, what are you talking about!"

Bian Ji hurriedly said: "No, no."

At this time, Bajie couldn't help but said: "Elder brother, what are you looking for here?"

Sun Xingzhe frowned, "I think there is an outsider's breath here, but I can't find anyone."

Hearing this, Erlang Shen's body tensed up suddenly.

Jin Chan said softly: "Probably you noticed the mistake."

Sun Xingzhe glanced at his master, "Oh, maybe so."

"You can make it easy for me to find!" A figure floated down following the voice.

The god who belongs to the sky and gave himself the mortal name Zheng Yulang came slowly.

He pointed at Sun Xingzhe, Ba Jie, Sha Wujing and Ao Lie, "How dare you escape from such an important conference? Come with me. If you don't come, the conference will not be held."

The four of them sighed again and again, complaining one after another.

Zheng Yulang winked at Jin Chan, and dragged them away.

There were finally fewer people.

Erlang Shen heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Bianji asked curiously: "Where are Xiaobai and Xiaoqing? Didn't they always pester Master?"

Jin Chan showed a helpless expression, "The two had a fight just now, and both of them were injured and went to heal."

Bian Ji glanced at Jin Chan.

Jin Chan smiled and pressed the scroll in her hand on his head, and said gently: "Stop thinking about it."

She handed him the book, "Go down and read, too."

"Yes." Bian Ji felt that the master was different today, but he didn't know what was different, so he had to turn around and leave.

Now here, only Jin Chan and Erlang Shen are left.

Jin Chan stretched her waist and lay down on the mat to sleep.

He walked around her a few times, and seeing that she was still awake, he squatted down and stared at her face.

"Smile at everyone."

With a peach blossom stuck to the tip of his index finger, he pressed lightly between her eyebrows.

The voice was gentle and helpless, "I laughed too much."

Peach blossoms fell like rain, and the tall and straight shadow disappeared in an instant.

However, just as the figure disappeared, the sleeping person opened his eyes.

She reached out and touched the peach blossom on her forehead, smiled slightly, and closed her eyes again.

The peach blossoms are still the same, and the people are still the same.

The author has something to say:

Okay, this is the good episode, Erlangshen + from his point of view after learning from the scriptures, Xiaoxiu Riluo often changes

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