Those years when I was a senior teacher

Before leaving Biyou Palace, Monkey King carefully inquired about the Buddhist scriptures.According to Uncle Jin Ling, this Buddhist scripture learner was Jin Chanzi, a disciple of Western Buddhism in his previous life, with great wisdom.

Jin Ling pointed out that it was Jin Chanzi's unilateral kindness, and your master would not be kind to anyone other than your ancestor.

Sun Wukong is quite afraid of Tongtian, Senior Brother Shen Gongbao said, Grand Master has a bad temper and is fierce all day long, let's stay away from him, and by the way, stay away from Master.

At first, Sun Wukong thought that senior brother Shen Gongbao was making a big fuss, but once he stayed late in the master's room, Tai Shifu stood at the door without saying a word, staring at Sun Wukong for a long time.When Monkey King woke up the next day, all the monkey hair on his forehead was gone.

In this regard, Shen Gongbao said that the teacher's school is traditional, and it is good to get used to it.

Anyway, in the 500th year of Biyou Palace, Sun Wukong and Shen Gongbao always took a detour when they met Tongtian.

Aside from talking about Tongtian, according to the information he inquired, Sun Wukong felt that Jin Chanzi should be similar to the master, with a gentle voice, good temper, and a bald head.

But now Sun Wukong stared at Tang Sanzang's thick black hair, held back for a long time and said, "Your hair..."

Tang Sanzang looked indifferent, "The six sense organs are not clean, even if you shave them, it's better not to shave them. Take this as a warning."

Sun Wukong said, "It's fine if you don't shave your hair, and don't even wear a monk's robe. Who knows that you are a Buddhist monk."

Tang Sanzang took a second look at Sun Wukong, and saw that Sun Wukong was clean, so he knew it was a monkey from a wealthy family. He kindly explained, "The monk's robe was given by His Majesty himself, and it was a gift from the Son of Heaven. Don't dare to dirty it. Inconvenient, put it away."

He wears straw sandals, leggings, bunts on the road, and a straw hat in the sun. Is there a problem?

Sun Wukong had nothing to say, so he jumped down from the tree and said to Tang Sanzang, "My grandson was ordered by the teacher to protect the Buddhist scriptures. Since you are, my grandson will go on the road with you."

Tang Sanzang didn't show much expression, he stuck a fire stick and continued walking, ignoring Monkey King directly, who shouted from behind, "Don't go, my grandson will give you a ride."

He walked around Tang Sanzang while riding somersaulting clouds, and asked Tang Sanzang to climb up. After talking for a long time, Tang Sanzang finally said, "It's useless."

Monkey King didn't understand, "It's useless."

"All external forces are forbidden."

Sun Wukong laughed, "What do you know as a mortal."

Tang Sanzang said earnestly, "Although the poor monk doesn't know magic arts, he has stayed with His Majesty for a while and met many strange people."

For example, Wei Zheng, who ran at both ends of the underworld, and Zhong Kui, who squatted full-time in the underworld, sometimes the three of them got together, and Tang Taizong could also play mahjong.

It's just that His Majesty's mentality is not very good, and every time he plays mahjong, he is trembling.

Tang Taizong: A group of ghosts are watching you play mahjong, I will be scared to death, okay?

Monkey King couldn't believe it, "You know the ghost messenger in the underworld."

Tang Sanzang corrected him kindly, "It's the judge."

They were all disciples of the Son of Heaven, so it was strange to know each other. Zhong Kui was also envious of Wei Zheng being able to walk around the world and eat a bowl of steaming pasta.

The Mengpo soup in the underworld is really boring.

Sun Wukong became interested and asked Tang Sanzang, "Have you ever heard of my grandson?"

Tang Sanzang and Monkey King looked at each other for three seconds, and hummed very politely.

what?

Sun Wukong blushed, scratched his cheeks and said, "It's just making trouble in the underworld?"

Tang Sanzang understood, "Which time?"

Sun Wukong: ? ? ?

He kindly explained to Sun Wukong, "People in the underworld often come to make trouble. The Asura clan in hell will rebel every ten years. Which decade is the benefactor?"

He heard from Wei Zheng that these Asuras used to eat ghosts, but they were suppressed in the [-]th floor of hell. They would make trouble every so often, probably because they were hungry and looking for food.

Tang Sanzang had to lament that the hardships of hell are not enough for outsiders to understand.

Sun Wukong suddenly lacked interest, and his feat was a clown in the eyes of others.He wanted to leave in anger, thinking of the task Qin Feng had entrusted to him, but he was unwilling to follow Tang Sanzang. Seeing that Tang Sanzang was walking slowly alone with a burden on his back, he kindly said, "Give it to my grandson." ."

Tang Sanzang was also polite, unloading the burden and handing it over to Sun Wukong, striding forward, Sun Wukong said, "Since you are going to learn scriptures, the emperor will not help you pack your luggage, send a horse or something like that."

Tang Sanzang said, "The poor monk originally wanted a donkey."

"Forbidden, Your Majesty, I gave the poor monk a hard-earned horse."

Monkey King asked, "Where's the horse?"

Tang Sanzang said slowly, "Give it to the general guarding the border."

Matching a BMW with a general is the right way. Climbing with him is a lot of hardship. He said he wanted a donkey so that he could climb the mountain, but His Majesty refused.He also said how good a bloody horse is. This horse eats better than him. If he doesn't give it away, he will be poor sooner or later.

Sun Wukong didn't think too much about it. He felt that Tang Sanzang was very generous, so he gave it away as soon as he said it, and he didn't feel bad. He ran to the front to explore the way, and came back with somersaulting clouds and said to Tang Sanzang, "It's better to buy a horse. It's easier to travel."

Tang Sanzang insisted on his original dream, "I want a donkey."

Horses are too expensive for him to keep.

Sun Wukong really found a donkey and came back.

It was much easier to travel with Tang Sanzang, the donkey, and he was willing to chat with Sun Wukong. When he asked about Sun Wukong's master, Sun Wukong's eyes sparkled, "My master is a great disciple of Jiejiao, which is amazing."

Tang Sanzang said, "The donor smiles more like a human being."

Monkey King felt that Monk Hua couldn't speak human language, so he ran to the front in anger and didn't match Tang Sanzang.

After a while, Tang Sanzang caught up and asked Sun Wukong, "The poor monk doesn't seem to have the impression of what the benefactor and master are called."

Monkey King didn't want to talk to Tang Sanzang, but in the wilderness, only Tang Sanzang was willing to talk to him, and he could only say, "Of course you have no memory of what happened in your previous life."

Tang Sanzang nodded, "Does the benefactor want to say that the poor monk was a golden cicada in his previous life, a legendary son of the Buddha?"

Monkey King showed surprise, "How do you know?"

Tang Sanzang's expression was very indifferent, "The poor monk has been to the underworld."

Many ghost messengers in the underworld used to recite scriptures, and they would say everything when they saw him. One ghost said, two ghosts said, a group of ghosts said, and Tang Sanzang became impatient.

What happened to him in his previous life.

Sun Wukong became interested instead, "You are so strange, you know that you were great in your previous life, and whoever is unhappy, you are angry instead. You monks can't be angry, you violate the precept of anger."

Tang Sanzang said, "The benefactor is strange. This life is relaxed, but he was implicated in the previous life for no reason, causing ripples in vain. Why should he be happy? The next time is born from the heart, and the poor monk has to meet others with a false heart. What's the difference between anger and abstinence?"

He spoke frankly, without any falsehood on his face, clearly three thousand troubles have not been eliminated, and a Buddha is sitting in his heart.Sun Wukong found Tang Sanzang more and more interesting, and put aside his previous displeasure, "Monk, please tell my old grandson some more Buddhist principles."

"Stop talking, the poor monk is dry."

The two stopped and went, and Monkey King felt that it was okay to accompany Tang Sanzang to learn Buddhist scriptures, so he helped take care of Tang Sanzang and slept in the wild at night. Monkey King brought a rabbit back. After drinking cold water, Monkey King felt sorry, and ran to pick some mushrooms back, but Tang Sanzang dragged him to identify poisonous mushrooms.

After going back and forth, Monkey King felt that he was useless.If you think about eating and drinking, you can always fight.He hoped that the stars and the moon would come with a few monsters so that he could show his talents, but instead of the monsters, a group of bandits came instead.

Sun Wukong was gearing up and took out his golden cudgel to show off his skills. Tang Sanzang looked at it for a moment and concluded, "Blood on the knife edge, he is a desperado. Don't beat him to death, save your life. The poor monk will ask the government for a reward."

Sun Wukong almost stepped on the ground, saying that you monk is so snobbish, Tang Sanzang is more puzzled than him, "The money for the poor monk's food is not blown by the strong wind."

Begging for alms every day, other people's homes also have to eat.

Sun Wukong had no choice but to tie him up. A group of bandits cried for their parents and begged for their lives. Tang Sanzang said, "Don't panic, the poor monk is a law-abiding citizen of the Tang Dynasty."

As a result, the bandits cried even worse.

At nightfall, Sun Wukong found a family to stay, and successfully moved in with Tang Sanzang's three-inch tongue. Sun Wukong was sent to watch the bandits. Tang Sanzang asked about the latest notice from the government. He wanted to cook for himself, his eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

In the middle of the night, Tang Sanzang got up from the bed, took the hatchet and went to the backyard, confronted the group of bandits with a knife, and they all died in anger. He said calmly, "See what the poor monk is doing?"

Sun Wukong said, "You killed someone."

Tang Sanzang said, "They are all vicious and vicious people, and they will be executed after autumn when they are sent to the government. They will die early and be reborn early."

Sun Wukong said, "Since this is the case, you can ask my grandson to do it. Why do you commit the crime of killing yourself?"

Tang Sanzang, "It is necessary to be murdered. It is better for the poor monk to take it from the benefactor. The poor monk in hell is familiar with it, and he can chat with acquaintances."

After he finished speaking, he put down the hatchet and sat on the ground, slightly closed his blood-stained hands, and with reverence in his eyes, he recited the mantra for these desperadoes.

After finishing the work, he called Monkey King unceremoniously, "Dig a hole and bury it."

At dawn, Tang Sanzang washed his body of dirty blood, and handed a few heads to the old man, "Take them for reward silver."

The old man looked at Tang Sanzang's fair face, and then at the dead heads, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

After this incident, Sun Wukong became more interested in Tang Sanzang. He said to Tang Sanzang, "You are different from what my old grandson imagined."

Tang Sanzang didn't answer him, and concentrated on his way, Monkey King couldn't hold back, "Why don't you ask?"

Tang Sanzang didn't even turn his head, "Being around people is just good or bad. If you see the poor monk killing people and not leaving, it means that you don't hate the poor monk, so you must praise the poor monk. The poor monk is tired of hearing the words of the poor monk. The almsgiver It's still free."

Sun Wukong said, "Who wants to praise you! My old grandson praises you all over the world, but I won't praise you as a monk."

Tang Sanzang replied lightly.

"Oh."

The author has something to say: Donghuang Taiyi didn't stay in Biyou Palace for too long, he felt that standing in front of Qin Feng and Tongtian, he was like the sun hanging in the sky, extremely dazzling and an eyesore.

He bid farewell to Qin Feng, intending to find Lu Ya and confide his troubles.

"I feel good." Lu Ya said.

Donghuang Taiyi had an ominous premonition.

Lu Ya found a lot of doujinshi, all about Lu Ya and Kong Xuan, and Lu Ya picked up one at random.

"Kong Xuan and I have tried many postures, these female cultivators are very powerful."

Dong Huangtai lost color in an instant.

It is a good thing to have fun with the people.