[Journey to the West] I will send you to the west for my teacher!

The sound of farts was endless, with twists and turns.

During this full half a cup of tea, except for the black-bone chicken king who was rolling on the ground humming and hugging his stomach, everyone frowned and closed their eyes, holding their breath.

For the first time, Long Xiaobai vividly grasped the true meaning of the term "clip fart" with his ears.

It's really the eighteen bends of the mountain road here, and the sound of farts here is nine in a row.

When the sound of farts faded away, Long Xiao opened her eyelids a little, aimed in Xuanzang's direction, and started the eye contact mode:

Yo, master, this voice is too exaggerated, it's like 110 calling the police.

Not exaggerating, I have held back for three years.

Master, what do you mean?

After the blood is running and the bowel sounds, I must let go of the stale gas accumulated in the stomach for three years. The wine is old, and the fart is old...

Well, after hearing what you said, I decided to hold my breath for another quarter of an hour.

Take it easy, don't be fainted by the fart, but fainted by yourself instead.

The two were looking at each other, when the Wuji King stood up from the ground, patted his clothes in embarrassment, saw that everyone's faces were distorted, and seemed not to dare to breathe, and said: "Okay, there is no smell anymore, By the way, what do you guys do? When you hold your breath, you just hold your breath, and what do you do with your eyes closed?"

Long Xiaobai squeezed out three words from his lips as if he was waiting for the battle: "Spicy...eyes...eyes."

The black chicken king shrank his neck and turned his head to the side in embarrassment, like a red-faced rooster.

Seeing that King Wuji was fine, Sun Wukong stepped forward and stepped on the edge of the well, shouting: "You wait here, I will settle accounts with the King Dragon of the Well!"

After finishing speaking, he turned over with a plop and jumped into the octagonal glazed well. Just like before, Monkey King went all the way down, heading straight for the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King of the Well.

People in the Crystal Palace had already gone to Loukong, Monkey King searched around, but did not find the Jinglong King and the green-haired lion. It seems that the two did not return here after they escaped just now.

Sun Wukong clicked his tongue, feeling very depressed. If he couldn't find the Jinglong King, he wouldn't know the whereabouts of the green-haired lion that lost his inner alchemy.

However, what does the Dragon King want a monster that has lost its inner alchemy?Monkey King scratched the back of his head, found a chair in the hall and sat down, wondering secretly.

After thinking about it, he didn't have a clue, and he glanced casually, only to find that there was a piece of paper under the square table next to the chair. He picked it up and looked, but it was a letter.

******

Monkey King came out of the well, wet all over, but his face was not as ugly as when he went down.

The Wuji King went up to meet him and said, "Have you found the Dragon King? Where is the monster?"

Sun Wukong glanced at him, his eyes were a little weird, he couldn't tell what it was like, after a long while, he just said leisurely: "Run away early, let's go to Loukong."

Ran?Long Xiaobai frowned upon hearing this.

That is to say, Jinglong King's rescue of the green-haired lion was premeditated long ago, but why did he not save it sooner or later? He had to wait for the monster to lose his inner alchemy before he rescued it, and this use of the inner alchemy made the dead return to life. Yang's method was also told to them by Najing Dragon King, no matter how they think about it, they feel that there must be something strange behind this matter.

"Oh..." King Wuji felt a little disappointed when he learned that the monster had escaped, and he said in a low voice, "I still want to ask him face to face, why did he kill me back then."

Sun Wukong was stunned, a strange expression seemed to flash across his face for a moment, and then he said absently and perfunctorily: "There are so many reasons why monsters harm people, anyway, you are still alive now, be your king well, don't think about those things." Some are gone."

The Wuji King nodded upon hearing this, his expression still a little sad.

Hey, it seems that the matter of why my good brother who had been close to me for eight o'clock wanted to kill me is really going to become an unsolved mystery.

******

On the way back to the post house from the imperial garden, Sun Wukong was obviously preoccupied, his whole body became a gourd with a jagged mouth, and he didn't say a word.

Long Xiaobai obviously sensed that something was wrong with him, and guessed that something must have happened in the well that made him so abnormal, but Sun Wukong didn't say anything, and Long Xiaobai didn't dare to ask rashly.

Leaning close to Xuanzang, Long Xiaobai tugged on Xuanzang's cuff: "Master, do you think there is something wrong with senior brother?"

Xuanzang narrowed his clear eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

"Did something happen down the well?" Long Xiaobai was a little worried, "Could it be that he lost the fight with Jinglong King?"

Xuanzang: "That's not the case, and...if he really loses, he will come up to rescue soldiers."

Long Xiaobai chuckled lightly: "What kind of reinforcements are you bringing? Master, will you go down and help him?"

"Of course not," Xuanzang lowered his voice and said solemnly, "but as a teacher, Bajie and Wujing will be allowed to go down."

Long Xiaobai asked seriously: "Master, are you really unable to go into the water? I mean, stay in the water for a long time."

"No," Xuanzang shook his head, "I'm just an ordinary person. Although I can practice the method of subduing demons and eliminating demons, I'm still a mortal body, and I can't compare with monsters."

Long Xiaobai suddenly had an idea: "Then what if the monster drags you into the water?"

"Kill him first, then go ashore." Xuanzang's answer was concise and to the point.

Long Xiaobaijiu, please give me ten ordinary people who can kill a monster with two hits like this.

Too many things happened tonight, and the brothers who had been tossing until midnight were exhausted, so they all went back to their rooms to rest.

Because it is necessary to ensure that Long Xiaobai has a single room, the room configuration is generally Xuanzang and Monkey King share a room, Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk share a room, Long Xiaobai has a room by herself, and her room is usually in Xuanzang. Zang's next door, in case of emergency, we can take care of each other.

Long Xiaobai lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Thinking about what happened that night, he still felt astonishingly weird. As soon as he closed his eyes, countless fragments rolled in his mind——

Under the moonlight, two black chicken kings standing and lying down.

The beaten green-haired lion showed its original shape.

Like a ghost, Jinglong King suddenly rescued the monster.

And that constant farting sound...

Long Xiaobai woke up from a light sleep, and felt that the dream was very smelly, and he didn't want to go back to the dream for a while.

At this time, there was a faint conversation sound from the next door.

"You said that the green-haired lion deliberately gave the inner alchemy to the black chicken king through our hands?"

"Yes, Master."

"Jing Longwang is just one part of his plan?"

"..."

Long Xiaobai didn't want to hear it at first, but it was so late at night, there was only one wall separating the two rooms, the ancient houses were poorly constructed, and the sound insulation effect was not good. The sound penetrated into her ears everywhere, completely ignoring the shielding effect of her subjective consciousness.Involuntarily listening to the two ears, Long Xiao Baiteng rolled up from the bed, quickly erected the biological radar, and put his ears against the wall——

"...Master, you can see that it is very clear in this letter: this green-haired lion is the mount of Manjusri Bodhisattva. It’s too tame, and it’s often sneaked down to the realm for thousands of years.”

"Disciple of Jiejiao?" Xuanzang's voice suddenly broke in, "It can be traced back to this point, the background of this green-haired lion is quite deep."

"That's right, this green-haired lion was originally a Qiushouxian under the sect of Master Jiejiao Tongtian."

Long Xiaobai was startled and couldn't help but hold his breath.

She has read the Romance of the Gods, and it seems that it is based on the historical background of King Wu's defeat of Zhou, and describes the battle of wits and courage among the immortals represented by Yuanshi Tianzun and the leader of Tongtian. The story that will seal the gods.But I don't know why after the establishment of the list of gods, a group of demons and ghosts under the gate of Biyou Palace were either killed or reduced to mounts. This green-haired lion is one of them. It can only be said that the way of heaven is impermanent, mysterious and unpredictable.

As he was thinking about it, Xuanzang said, "Then why did he get involved with the black-bone chicken king?"

"As I said just now, this lion is not very tame and often sneaks into the realm. One of them, he met the black-bone king's previous life. According to the letter, it should be the black-bone king who saved him for some reason."

"Just because of the kindness owed, when the green-haired lion knew that the Wuji King in this life was in danger, he asked himself to go to the lower realms, hoping to repay the kindness while achieving success. In fact, according to the original principle of Guanyin Bodhisattva According to the plan, the black-bone chicken king will die in the year he threw himself into the well..."

Life is coming to an end?Long Xiaobai frowned slightly, so the Wuji King deserved to die in this catastrophe, and there was no such thing as returning to life later?

"The lion wanted to save the king's life, but he didn't dare to blatantly disobey the way of heaven, so he invited his fairy friend to be Jinglong King under the octagonal glazed well for more than ten years. When we arrive, guide us to take the inner alchemy of the monster at the right time, so that once we rely on us, everything will be caused by nature, and the way of heaven will be undisturbed."

……

There was a rustle of paper, as if Xuanzang took the letter and read it carefully.

"That's how things are," Sun Wukong's voice was slightly hoarse, "Master, do we still need to take care of this matter?"

Long Xiaobai trembled, and listened carefully to Xuanzang's answer.

"What do you think?" A slightly deep voice sounded.

Sun Wukong sneered: "Of course I don't want to care about these shitty things in the sky, the way of heaven, my old grandson was killed by him! Thinking about it makes me angry!"

"Amitabha..." Xuanzang proclaimed the Buddha's chant, seemingly displeased.

The room was suddenly silent.

Long Xiaobai waited for a long time, his face was stiff, but he didn't hear a single word, so he had to pull his ears off the wall, intending to pretend that nothing happened and continue to sleep.

"Xiao Bai, what do you think?"

Xuanzang's voice came to her ears very clearly.

Long Xiaobai turned over and muttered vaguely as if talking in sleep: "Master, I'm already asleep..."

"Come here for me."

Xuanzang's voice was firm, as if he was about to come over and pull her out of bed himself.

Long Xiaobai didn't dare to neglect, put on his clothes, went to the next door, yawned and said, "Why don't you sleep at night?"

"Come on!" Sun Wukong gave her a disgusted look, "I knew you were eavesdropping next door, so I wouldn't come here soon."

Seeing that his behavior was seen through, Long Xiaobai had nothing to say, so he had to slowly move to Xuanzang's side.

"Have you heard?"

Xuanzang sat quietly on the couch, lightly tapping the letter on the table with his fingers, looking at her with deep peace in his black eyes, neither sad nor happy.

"Uh...um." Long Xiaobai admitted with lowered head, closing his eyes.

"What do you think? Should we pursue it?" Xuanzang half-closed his eyes, as if talking to himself.

Long Xiaobai shuddered and asked, "What will happen if you pursue it?"

"If you go against the way of heaven, you will naturally have to set things right. The king's lifespan is exhausted and he will definitely not survive. As for the lion, he will inevitably be punished, and it is not light."

"Then definitely don't pursue it!" Long Xiaobai said subconsciously.

"...how do you say that?" Xuanzang's pupil looked over leisurely.

"It's very simple." Long Xiaobai said bluntly, "Is it wrong to repay favors? Is it wrong to save people? Master, you always say that the way of heaven is hard to violate, but has the way of heaven ever seen all living beings in this world? Master, it is the way of heaven that you come to learn from the scriptures , but because of the arrangement of heaven, King Wuji must die, so what if you don’t come to learn from the scriptures? Does he not have to die? All the disasters we have experienced so far, whether they are monsters or humans, they all have Spiritual beings with life, how can they become so insignificant and can be manipulated at will when they are arranged by heaven? Master, you always say that the Dharma saves people, but can the Dharma surpass all living beings?"

Xuanzang's finger on the letter paused.

"...Master, maybe what I said is a bit too much, but I think, at least for now, we can let it go."

Long Xiaobai whispered with a slight sigh.

Sun Wukong looked at her with sparkles in his eyes.

Xuanzang picked up the piece of paper and said calmly, "Burn it."

Long Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Sun Wukong seemed a little surprised, and asked again: "What about King Wuji? Do you need to tell him the truth about this matter?"

"No need." Xuanzang closed his eyes and said only one sentence, "From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. If you are away from the one you love, there is neither worry nor fear."

Long Xiaobai nodded, feeling that Xuanzang was right.

Since the green-haired lion has done everything right, he naturally didn't want to leave a loophole for the other party to know.Besides, the way of heaven is impermanent, one less person knowing is better than one more person knowing, let that noisy king continue to live his life happily with small questions, why bother himself?

Going back to the bedroom and lying on the bed, thinking of the green-haired lion who lost his inner alchemy, Long Xiaobai suddenly felt sad again.

For those people and things that are like a drop in the ocean in the nine-nine-eight-one disaster.

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