Baby Wukong is three and a half years old [Journey to the West]

Bodhi stroked his beard with a smile, and said to Jin Chan, "Didn't I say before that Buddhism and Taoism belong to one family, and in front of the Taoist ancestor, we are all his disciples, and when you see him, the old man will know that the Taoist ancestor is the most It hurts the child!"

"Jin Chan doesn't need to envy others, you also have a good elder!"

The Buddha, who was easily seen through, gave a wry smile, "Oh, I made senior laugh..."

Why he is envious, needless to say, but I am afraid that all the gods and Buddhas in the three realms know it clearly.

Patriarch Bodhi used various excuses to stop him from going back to Lingshan, but he actually knew it.

But he didn't leave, it's just that he didn't want to leave, if he really wanted to leave, wouldn't someone really be able to hold on to it...

Patriarch Bodhi is not such a rascal.

It was because he himself didn't want to go back to Lingshan.

Days and nights in Lingshan, those past events that he sorted out, as soon as he closed his eyes, they would flood into his heart like a tide, drowning him.

Those memories are like a huge vortex in the depths of the sea, pulling him straight down, sinking into the endless darkness, he can't hear anything, can't see anything, only the endless despair of passing away, killing him to death trapped.

He is Jin Chan, but he is also a living person in every life, with a name and a surname, a family, and a place of origin...

But every one of them, in order to become a Buddhist disciple, abandoned his family and homeland and embarked on a journey of no return.

Died again and again, reborn again and again, like a tool that has been completely used but meaningless.

He clearly remembers his regrets, especially when he dies in every life, looking back at his nostalgia and reluctance, expectations and unwillingness in his hometown.

He used to be unable to return to his hometown.

And now he can't go back to the Buddha's son Jinchan.

Lingshan now only scares him.

In Lingshan, he couldn't recite scriptures with peace of mind, and couldn't practice without distraction.

Jin Chan feels that she has been very unstable recently, fearing both life and death.He was afraid that when he returned to Lingshan, he would be swallowed up by memories every day, and one day he would finally be unable to bear it and fall into the devil in place.

He didn't dare to leave Fubao for too long. This little fat mouse is the only family he has left in this world. If he loses it again, how will he find his way back?

Perhaps only staying away from Lingshan and living with Fubao in this paradise-like Biyou Academy can we get a trace of peace.

Jin Chan let out a long sigh, and suddenly said to Bodhi, "Thank you senior for taking Jin Chan in, I can't repay my kindness even if I'm a cow or a horse in this life."

Bodhi choked on a sip of tea, and waved his hands again and again, "What are you talking about, how can you make the venerable behave like a bull and a horse! Isn't that a waste of money!?"

Jin Chan chuckled and said, "No matter what you do, seniors will be sent out in the future, and Jin Chan is obliged to do so!"

Bodhi laughed loudly, "It's so serious! Relax! Don't make it look like I'm going to kidnap you and sell you!"

Jin Chan couldn't laugh or cry.

Coming in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, everyone went down the Fei Pavilion one by one, Wukong had already run to knock on the door, "I'm back, who is at home?"

The small corner door of Zixiao Palace opened with a creak, Pixiu stuck out his head, "Is it Wukong?"

The little monkey raised his chest, "Brother Pixiu, let's see if it's Wukong!"

Pixiu tightened his nose, "Don't look, I'll smell your little monkey smell from a long distance away!"

Immediately afterwards, he said, "Good guy, I haven't seen you for a few days, why have you grown so tall!"

The little monkey put his hips on his hips and laughed, "Brother Pixiu, I am taller than you!"

The strange beast boys in Zixiao Palace, one counts as one, they all look about ten or so years old, with the faces of half-grown children, the little monkey was a baby when he came here, and now he has achieved success in cultivation, he is already seventeen or eighteen The height of the [-]-year-old boy is not much taller than Pixiu!

Pixiu jumped on the spot, "Oh, if I want to rub you in the future, I have to jump up! How inconvenient!"

Bodhi, who had returned to her original body, came over, took the fan in her hand and knocked on Pixiu's forehead, "Can you still outlive my apprentice? Don't be so talkative here, hurry up and open the door, I brought a Distinguished guests and delicate guests are coming."

The little guest Li Shan's old mother's eyes turned red.

Jin Chan's expression was also embarrassing: If Patriarch Bodhi hadn't treated him kindly, what kind of distinguished guest would he be!

The monster teenagers who came with Wukong felt uneasy: ah, are we distinguished guests or delicate guests?Why do you feel that you are neither expensive nor delicate?

Pixiu clutched the bag on his head, murmuring (cursing) and opened the main entrance of Zixiao Palace, Bodhi led his disciples and grandchildren, as well as the young boys, stretched out his hand, "Please, my lord!"

Jin Chan hurriedly clasped his hands together, "It's broken, how dare you, senior please first!"

After all, Bodhi is in front, Li Shan's old mother and Jin Chan are on the left and right, Wukong is next, and behind Wukong is Nezha and Qiongqi with the little white tiger Kangkang on his head. The teenagers also divided into two rows and followed behind, and finally the four brothers Jiuling Yuansheng, Ao Lie and Danshen came together.

A group of people cheered and came to the main hall of Zixiao Palace to pay homage to Daozu Hongjun. Daozu saw Wukong, Jinchan, Xiaobailong Aolie, and Liuer in the back of the place. macaque...

These children who had a deep entanglement finally came before his eyes safe and sound under his agitation.

The invisible breeze blew up Daozu's robe sleeves. As if nothing had happened, the old Daozu stretched out his hand to help the children up.

Destiny is really unpredictable and uncontrollable.

The boys brought the futons, and everyone knelt on the ground one by one. Bodhi introduced everyone to Daozu Hongjun, and Jin Chan was naturally the first one, "Teacher, this is Venerable Jin Chan from Lingshan!"

Jin Chan saluted again respectfully, "Disciple pays homage to Patriarch!"

Hongjun Daozu saw the crux of Jin Chan at a glance: this person, he must be good at forgetting in order to live a better life. If there are too many memories and emotions in his heart, he will torture himself to the point of going crazy sooner or later.

This Buddha used the secret method of Buddhism to find back the memory of the past life that was covered up by Meng Po Tang, and stored it in his mind, and released it from time to time to torture himself, just like a pedestrian walking forward with a heavy weight, already exhausted , I should have a good rest and recuperation, but I added a lot of luggage to myself.

He was about to be crushed to death!

Daoist Hongjun sighed, and nodded between Jin Chan's brows, "Idiot..."

Jin Chan was startled, looked up at Daozu, and Daozu asked him, "Do you want to forget?"

Jin Chan bent down, her head drooping deeply, and after a long while, she said in a lifeless voice, "I dare not forget."

If he forgot, how did he become the Bodhisattva from that pure Buddha?

He always has to remember what hardships and sins he has endured before to become who he is today.

No one appears in this world for nothing.

He did not become a Bodhisattva for nothing.

He didn't dare to forget the suffering from life to life, and always felt that if he forgot, it would be a betrayal of himself.

Daoist Hongjun laughed, stroked his beard and said, "Idiot, idiot, do you remember clearly how to become a disciple of Buddha?"

Jin Chan was stunned, it happened when he was a child, of course he didn't remember it.

Daoist Hongjun didn't say anything more, he just said, "Don't worry about it, you will learn how to do it, and you will naturally know how to do it."

Jin Chan knew that it was inconvenient for a family member to talk here, and it would be inconvenient for an outsider like him to mix in. Naturally, he would not just sit here and meditate directly, and said, "When my disciple came in, he smelled a scent of lotus flowers. Yuan Yiqing, I have a feeling in my heart, can my disciple go there to meditate and practice Zen?"

There's nothing wrong with this, Hongjun Daozu called Xiao Tong, and led Jin Chan away.

Looking at the back of Jin Chan going away, Daozu Hongjun sighed, "It's also a poor child."

Bodhi snorted, "Teacher, there are so many poor children. Today, my apprentice brought your poor granddaughter and great-granddaughter. Would you like to give me some greetings?"

Li Shan's old mother wanted to rush out of the door: her master really had such a problem with autumn wind as Guang Lin said! !

God, help!

Back then, Biyou Palace had a leisurely posture, and the rich and noble immortals who regarded money and magic weapons as dung, where did they go! ?

Daoist Hongjun didn't want his disciple and grandson to scare himself on the first day when he brought his great-grandson back, so he didn't get angry when he heard Bodhi's weird words. You bastard, bear with it, wait until the granddaughter and great-grandchildren go out to play!

The old Daozu stretched out his hand to beckon Li Shan's old mother, "Good boy, come here and let me have a look!"

Li Shan's old mother took a few steps on her knees and kowtowed to Hongjun Taoist ancestor again. The old Taoist ancestor helped her up and said softly, "My good boy, I caused you to suffer before! This time it's better, stay with your master for a while, and I will give you some time." What's the matter, go find him!"

Li Shan's old mother had tears in her eyes, but when she heard the last sentence, she couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "Master Zu, don't you know what kind of person my master is! There are disciples looking for him For the sake of it, my master doesn't make the disciples go around, it's good!"

Daoist Hongjun smiled and said, "If you want to do it, we can do it. If you don't want to do it, throw it all back, and let your master have a headache!"

Li Shan's old mother laughed, "With your words, this disciple will know what to do!"

Talking and laughing, Li Shan's old mother wiped her tears, called her disciples over, and introduced them to Taoist ancestor one by one. When it was Fubao's turn, Li Shan's old mother said, "This child is the daughter of Venerable Jin Chan!" !"

Daozu Hongjun put the chubby mouse's fleshy paws in his palm and pinched, "Well, he is a good seedling for cultivation, with clear and transparent bone texture and smooth veins, which is very good!"

Li Shan's old mother touched Fu Bao's chubby face and said with pity, "Honor Jin Chan said that Fu Bao grew up eating joss sticks in Lingshan..."

Not eating fireworks in the world, naturally there will be no dirty air around the body.

Hongjun Daozu laughed, "It's okay to suffer a little bit when I was young, our blessings are all in the future!"

Li Shan's old mother was very happy, held Fu Bao's fleshy arm, and bowed, "Thank you, Master~"

Fu Bao also said in a childlike voice, "Thank you, Master!"

Daoist Hongjun gave meeting gifts one by one, and Li Shan's old mother led the apprentices to retreat contentedly. When she returned to kneel on the futon, the old mother was suddenly surprised: I'll go, she was spoiled by the master!

No wonder people say that it’s not easy to learn well, but once you learn badly, it’s like the autumn wind, but, it’s really cool!

Next, Wukong brought his group of friends to pay respects to Daozu.

The teenagers were saluting, and the sixth and seventh princesses who had been in Zixiao Palace hurried back from the back mountain, hid the newly picked pine cones, and looked in at the entrance of the main hall, "Wukong is there!" Woolen cloth?"

The Seventh Princess looked at it for a while, "Hey, this furry sitting on the ground, why is there no Wukong in our family?"

The sixth princess also searched for a long time, and said in amazement, "Will Master Bodhi bring Wukong?"

"Can't you?"

The little monkey knelt at the front, and when he heard the voices of the sixth and seventh sisters, he couldn't help but sit up straighter again: Hehehe, he has grown so tall!The sisters can't recognize it!

Hongjun Daozu looked at his little grandson's proud look, couldn't help laughing, stroked his beard and said, "You can stay here for a few days in peace, Wukong is the landlord, treat your children well, let's take a stroll around first , let's go!"

Bodhi stretched out his hand and grabbed Wukong, "Wait first, don't run around, wait and send two red sage and red grass to your uncle."

Ah, okay, Wukong turned around and muttered a few words to his friends, raised his hand again, and waved to the sixth and seventh princesses at the door: Sister, I'm here!

The sixth princess waved a few times in a daze, then lowered her head and said to the squatting seventh princess, "I'm looking at that trance, is it Wukong?"

The Seventh Princess's jaw dropped, and she stretched out her hand to gesture, "My so small, exquisite, childish and cute brother, where is it?"

The sixth princess burst out laughing, "How many years have passed in the lower realms, can't Wukong grow up? Little Ba has been thinking about growing up, if it's always like what you said, I don't know how much I will cry when I look back." back!"

The Seventh Princess was upset, "Oh, our Wukong is handsome when he grows up, but come on, Sixth Sister, we won't be able to hold him in the future, woo woo woo..."

When the sixth princess heard it, she couldn't help but feel very sad: If I had known that I saw Wukong last time, I would have hugged him for a while longer...

The two of them muttered here that the three generations of disciples over there, Nezha and Danshen, four brothers, had already paid homage to the old Taoist ancestor after Qiongqi.

Bodhi said, "The four apprentices that kid Guanglin accepted, these two were born in Tushita Palace, this is Wukong's younger brother, all three of them were given to Guanglin by us, only this young one was chosen by Guanglin himself little apprentice."

"Now it seems that he is probably the one who inherits Guanglin's mantle!"

Liu Er knelt and sat there with his head down, not daring to look up at Daoist Hongjun.

No matter how many times he came to Zixiao Palace, he was always afraid.

Daozu Hongjun hugged Kangkang and rubbed the fat belly of the little white tiger. He was in a very happy mood. He didn't intend to embarrass the six ears anymore. After all, he had become his own junior, and he couldn't beat him out. He just smiled and encouraged Liu Er said a few words, but still didn't mention his origin, so it was fine, and finally said, "Nezha should be worth it too? Let's go, don't waste the time, Wukong also go to play!"

The little monkey hummed, "Grandpa wants to whisper to Master again!"

Bodhi was overjoyed, and knocked on Wukong's forehead, "This is my teacher, what's the matter with whispering, you're jealous!" What a little thing!

Little monkey picks eyelids: Slightly slightly~

Bodhi turned his head and complained to Daozu Hongjun: "Look at your great grandson! You are getting skinnier!"

Daoist Hongjun put his hands on his sleeves, and smiled sideways, "Wukong is still young, what do you care about with him!"

The "still young" cub ran out happily with his friends.

"Sixth Sister, Seventh Sister, I'm coming~~"

The sixth princess and the seventh princess shook their heads, looked at the big monkey running over, and murmured, "Don't dare to recognize it!"

"It's too long!"

If it wasn't for the little monkey's standard equipment: Nezha, Qiongqi, little Panglong and little lion Jiuling Yuansheng, if they meet outside, they wouldn't even dare to recognize them!

It has changed so much!

Daoist Hongjun watched his little grandson run away with a smile, and then asked Bodhi, "Wukong and those monster boys get along well?"

Bodhi nodded, "You also know that Wukong has a strong affinity. Although it can't be said that everyone likes him, it's almost the same. Most people feel happy when they see him."

"These youths from the Yaozu have their own temperaments. Before they came to Biyou Palace, their family gave them many instructions. They were careful and thoughtful, and there were constant quarrels every day."

"If it weren't for Wukong, I really don't know who can manipulate them!"

Wukong is taught by Nezha, he would rather take what is right than ask what is right, and he must be upright and aboveboard in everything he does. These little demons only had a good impression of him at first, but after so many years, they really respect him.

If you don't accept it, you can't do it, after all, you won't be able to fight in a single round!

Ruyi Golden Cudgel is not a vegetarian.