[Journey to the West] Wearing the tight hoop of the Great Sage

◎Take his mother's scripture◎

Maitreya Buddha took the boy with yellow eyebrows, put him in a human race bag and hung him around his waist, and said with a chime hammer in his hand, "Where does the golden cymbal go, evil beast?"

The voice of the little boy with yellow eyebrows came out: "Old Ancestor, the golden cymbal was broken by Sun Wukong, and the disciple piled the broken gold on the lotus platform in the hall."

Maitreya Buddha was not annoyed when he heard the words, he still smiled and said, "Wukong, follow me in to find gold, so you can rescue your master."

After entering the main hall and finding the broken gold, Maitreya breathed out his immortal energy and chanted the mantra lightly, and the golden cymbals returned to their original form.

At this time, Monkey King went to the back hall and saw the four Tang Sanzang tied to the pillars. With a breath of immortality, he blew off the ropes on them and rescued them.

Zhu Bajie wailed when he saw Monkey King.

"Eldest brother, why did you come to save us, the old pig will be dried up two days later, and take his mother's scriptures."

Tang Sanzang frowned when he was provoked by a foul word, and said in a hoarse voice, "Bajie, don't talk nonsense."

Tang Sanzang hadn't had enough water for two days, fell to the ground and fell unsteadily in Ao Lie's arms. Jin Wushu saw his lips turned pale, and handed over the watermelon he was holding.

"Little monk, don't be angry, eat some watermelon to quench your thirst."

Zhu Bajie snorted twice, saw the watermelon's eyes shine, and hurried forward: "Little tight hoop, where did this watermelon come from? Share it with the old pig."

Jin Wushu took out a few more watermelons from Sun Wukong's purple mansion and shared them with them, "The watermelons planted by the laughing monk are all rounded by me."

After accepting the little boy with yellow eyebrows, Jin Wushu asked Maitreya Buddha: "Can I take all those watermelons in the field?"

Maitreya Buddha smiled, his eyes curved, and he waved his hands to conjure up many watermelons: "It's all yours, there are more if you don't have enough."

Jin Wushu nodded happily: "Enough is enough, thank you Laughing Monk..."

He poked the Great Sage's waist and told him to open the Zifu, and with a wave of his hand, he took in all the watermelons covered with seedlings.

Zhu Bajie gnawed on the watermelon with his face buried in his face, he was stunned when he heard this: "Laughing monk?"

Sha Wujing asked: "Little tight hoop, is the laughing monk you're talking about the Buddha from the East?"

Jin Wushu nodded: "That's right, it is Maitreya Buddha, the Buddha from the East."

He only said that it was Maitreya Buddha who came here to collect the monsters himself. Tang Sanzang was very grateful and asked, "Where is the Buddha now? I should go to see him."

"Hahaha, I'm here too."

Maitreya Buddha appeared with a big belly. When he smiled, there was a deep dimple on his left cheek. He was very amiable and made people feel happy when they saw it.

Tang Sanzang turned around, not daring to look directly at the Buddha's face, and hurriedly knelt down to worship: "Amitabha, disciple Sanzang, pay homage to Donglai Buddha."

Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing and Ao Lie also knelt down, in awe of him.

Maitreya nodded with a smile: "Not bad, not bad."

He gently raised his hand, and the people kneeling on the ground were lifted up by an invisible force.

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said reverently, "I am grateful for the life-saving grace of the Buddha."

Maitreya Buddha smiled and tapped Tang Sanzang's forehead. Tang Sanzang instantly recovered his physical strength and spirit, and the Buddha's light enveloped his whole body, soft and compassionate.

He heard Maitreya Buddha ask: "The road to the west is far and difficult to travel, why don't Sanzang go to the east to learn scriptures?"

Tang Sanzang was shocked all of a sudden: "Looking for scriptures from the east?"

Jin Wushu hurriedly took over the words and said, "Yes, little monk, there are three volumes of the Maitreya Sutra in Dongtian, enough for you to read for a lifetime..."

Maitreya looked at him with a smile: "What Wu Shu said is true."

"Learning scriptures from the east..." Tang Sanzang murmured, looking at Ao Lie inexplicably.

There was a wave of turmoil in his heart, and he hesitated and swayed.

Sun Wukong glanced at Maitreya Buddha, he pulled Jin Wushu back, coughed lightly, and said in a cold voice: "The evildoer has been captured, the treasure has been returned, it's time for the Buddha from the East to come back."

Maitreya Buddha laughed and stopped talking, stepped on the auspicious clouds and walked around the Paradise, leaving only a melodious sentence: "It's good, it's good. You have your own cause and effect, and the Buddha can't force it."

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang broke out in cold sweat immediately, pursed his lips tightly without saying a word, knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of Maitreya Buddha's departure.

Ao Lie didn't know why, but felt that the little monk seemed different.

***

Jin Wushu followed Monkey King to a corner of the hall, opened the cellar, and rescued the gods trapped below.

Seeing Sun Wukong, Nezha gritted his teeth: "Sun Monkey, how dare you play tricks on me?"

Sun Wukong looked at him condescendingly: "So what if you are playing tricks on you, could it be that the old grandson asked you to follow?"

Nezha: "You!"

At this time, the gods hadn't fully recovered their mana. Seeing Sun Wukong, they had confidence in their hearts, and hurriedly shouted: "Please ask the great sage to help the little gods recover their mana..."

Sun Wukong released the aura of Zifu without hesitation to help them recover, but he bypassed Nezha who was glaring at him angrily.

Nezha lying on the ground: "..."

Dead monkey, well done!

After a while, Tang Sanzang came to thank them one by one.

Everyone greeted a few words, thanked Sun Wukong after the gods recovered, and said goodbye to each other to go back to the country.

Only Nezha's spiritual power was sluggish, and he couldn't use his magic power or summon the Hot Wheels. Amid Monkey King's playful eyes and Jin Wushu's ruthless laughter, he was carried away by the gods of the heavens.

The master and apprentice stayed overnight at Xiaoleiyin Temple, and only set off on the next day.

***

After walking for more than a month, when the flowers bloomed in late spring, they were walking to a small hill.

The mountain is full of thorns, and there are many tigers, leopards, wolves and insects, even if you spend the night, you will not be able to sleep.

It was getting late, and the master and apprentice quickened their pace, and finally saw a villa in front of them, where they could go to spend the night.

When they arrived at the village, Tang Sanzang went to call the door. An old man in plain clothes came to open the door. Seeing them, he felt unfamiliar and asked in a panic, "Who are you, why are you calling the door at my house?"

Tang Sanzang gave a Buddha ceremony.

"Old benefactor, don't be afraid. The poor monk is a monk who went to the west to worship Buddha and ask for scriptures. The next few are my apprentices. It is suitable for you to come here for a night. I hope it is convenient and convenient."

He has a good appearance, a compassionate, harmless appearance to humans and animals, and his words are very gentle and polite, which gradually made the old man feel relieved.

"This is Xiaoxitian, but you want to go to Daxitian? It's a long way to go, and this place is also very sad. How can you go to Daxitian?"

Tang Sanzang didn't understand, and asked, "Why is this place so sad?"

The old man held the door and didn't ask to go in. He said at the door: "Thirty miles to the west there is a 'Qijue Mountain'. Qijue Mountain is [-] miles long, and the mountain is full of persimmons..."

When Zhu Bajie heard it, he said happily: "Why are you sad when you have persimmons? The old pig has not eaten persimmons for a long time, and he must pick more when he gets there."

"Master doesn't know the harm."

The old man shook his head and said: "Because our area is vast and sparsely populated, very few people go to Qijue Mountain to pick fruits. Ripe persimmons fall to the ground and rot into a thin mud. Over time, they pile up into mountains and become moldy. The road is full of filth. ah."

"If the wind blows and there is a foul smell, even the latrine is not as bad as that stench. We all call it 'shit'."

The master and apprentice stretched their necks and smelled it, and they could vaguely smell a foul smell. It was because there was no wind today, so the smell was not obvious.

The stinking Qijue Mountain, which is [-] miles away, is the only way to go west. I thought Tang Sanzang would be very sad, but he didn't think so, but he was very indifferent.

The old man babbled a lot, seeing that it was getting dark, Zhu Bajie was hungry, so he rushed forward and said anxiously to the old man:

"Our master and apprentice just want to stay overnight. You old bastard said a lot of bluffing things but didn't let you in. What do you mean?"

When he heard that he was called an old man, the old man knocked on the door angrily: "You are such a boy, how dare you bump into my old man?"

Zhu Bajie wanted to quarrel with the old man, saying that he could not see Mount Tai with his eyes, Jin Wushu hurriedly pulled him over: "Brother Bajie, why bother to embarrass the old man, let's just find another place."

The old man glanced at him: "This young man is very polite."

As if holding a grudge, he squinted at Zhu Bajie: "I think I'm more capable than you."

Speaking of skills, Jin Wushu, the "big sage blowing", is online again.

He pushed Sun Wukong forward: "Old man, you don't know, our brothers all have some abilities, but my great sage is the most capable, even if the sky falls."

When the old man heard the words, he turned angry and became happy, and asked many more questions.

Jin Wushu pulled the old man and said that the great sage has the ability to stir up the sea and subdue the dragon, bear the mountains to chase the sun, and move the stars to change the world. The happy old man hurriedly apologized and bowed to invite them in.

Zhu Bajie: "Good guy, if I knew this earlier, the old pig should talk about his achievements when he was the marshal of the canopy, and discipline the old man not to offend."

Entering, there are three tile-roofed houses.

The old man asked the master and apprentice to sit down and drink tea, and asked the subordinates to prepare a vegetarian meal.

Sha Wujing asked Sun Wukong in a low voice: "Brother, the old benefactor refused to stay overnight, but now he entertains him warmly. Why?"

Sun Wukong took a sip of tea and said: "There is a demonic aura hidden here, I think I heard that the old grandson has some skills, so let me wait for him to get rid of the demon."

A sumptuous vegetarian meal is a must, and it is already dark outside.

Jin Wushu wanted to soak in the Lingquan, but Monkey King dragged him into the Purple Mansion.

The two naked people wandered around in the Lingquan, very happy.

Enough of playing around, Sun Wukong hugged him in his arms and talked, with heat spraying on his ears, causing Jin Wushu's black hair to gradually turn golden.

A smile flashed across Sun Wukong's eyes, and he chuckled with a strand of blond hair: "Little tight hoop, what are you thinking about?"

Jin Wushu rested his chin on his shoulder, opened his mouth to bite his ear, and muttered, "I will do whatever the Great Sage thinks."

"Oh?"

Sun Wukong's arms gradually tightened: "Then tell me, what am I thinking?"

"This……"

There was something hot and hard under the Lingquan, Jin Wushu noticed it, rolled his eyes, and stretched out his hand twice with "bad intentions".

Sun Wukong's breath was stagnant, and he laughed when he heard Jin Wushu: "Then the great sage, tell me, what is little Wukong thinking?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lingquan water suddenly became turbulent, Jin Wushu exclaimed, and saw Monkey King pinching his chin and kissing him.

"It's so unrestrained, the Great Sage will tell you now..."

After a sleepless night, Sun Wukong left the Purple Mansion alone the next day, causing the old man to stare at him frequently.

"Where did the Great Saint go last night? Where did Master Xiaojin who was stuck with you go?"

"puff……"

Hearing the old man's question, Zhu Bajie spewed out a mouthful of clear tea and was out of breath from laughing.

"Hahahaha, little old man, you don't know, my elder brother is not a man when he eats grapes, he even eats the skin of the skin, and he doesn't let go of any of them."

The old man didn't understand why, "I asked Master Xiaojin, what does it matter if you eat grapes or not with the Great Sage?"

Seeing that Sun Wukong's expression turned cold, Tang Sanzang hurriedly pulled the old man over to chat about the family affairs.

Sun Wukong didn't like people making fun of Jin Wushu, the Golden Cudgel appeared in front of Zhu Bajie in vain and blasted him into the sky with a 'bang'.

Zhu Bajie couldn't react in time, and was thrown into the sky, clutching his stomach and shouting: "Ahhh——"

"Senior Brother Lao Zhu knew he was wrong..."

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong was right in front of him, and the corners of his lips curled up evilly, as if a demon whispered:

"I know I was wrong..."

"late."

The author says:

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感谢在2022-02-2223:32:36~2022-02-2517:07:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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