[Journey to the West] So I am Monk Tang

Probably because the biggest monster in this land before was Zhu Bajie, and now Zhu Bajie has been following us for more than a month without encountering any trouble.

It was only when I came to a high mountain that I cheered up. Zhu Bajie had been very considerate all the way, and he seemed to be interested in me, so he hurriedly introduced him as a local snake, "This mountain is called Futu Mountain, and there is a crow in the mountain. Chan Master Chao, he is practicing here, and I have met him a few times."

"Where did that Zen master Wuchao come from? Is he also a Buddhist?" I asked.

"Exactly." Zhu Bajie replied, "He has some Taoism, and he once advised me to practice with him, but I later... hehe, I didn't go."

"In this way, he is also a virtuous person." I nodded, "Bajie, lead the way and lead me to meet that Zen master. As a teacher, I haven't discussed the Dharma with others for a long time. How can I pass the door and not enter?" ?”

Then I was passed on a volume of "Multi-Heart Sutra". Zen Master Wuchao said that in the place of demonic obstacles, as long as I recite this sutra, I will be protected from harm.

The full name of "Multi-Heart Sutra" is "Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra". I have never studied this volume of scriptures in the Tang Dynasty, but the strange thing is that I felt strangely familiar just after hearing the first sentence. When Zen Master Wuchao read, "...Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form...", I remembered where this sense of familiarity came from.

I wrote it in my previous life!

Of course, I was not interested in Buddhist scriptures in my previous life, but I was forced by my mother to practice a good handwriting when I was a child, and then my brother found out, and he dragged me to write a lot of notes. These are extremely repetitive. Gao's words and sentences are said to be very popular with female students.As for why my brother didn't write it himself, it's really one of his few shortcomings.

My brother is actually only half blood related to me. We are half-brothers. I heard that he has two half-brothers and sisters.I also want to know that my brother was originally a product of a broken family, but my brother lived so chicly that he didn't take this matter to heart at all. After graduating from university, he went abroad directly.The only time I really got along with him was when he was in college. He came to the city where I lived to study, and his major was taught by my dad, and he was so talented that my dad wished he was his own son.

No way, who told my father and his son that I have no interest in Spanish, and later I went to learn how to drive.

Anyway, during that time I was very happy that my brother came, I didn't even think about the issue of falling out of favor and fighting for favor, and when I saw him, I turned into a follower.It can be said that the only thing in the family that is indifferent is that the mother is an adult. She does not act like a real mother but a stepmother, but I heard that it is the same with my brother and father, but the stepmother is more like a real mother.To be honest, this kind of relationship not only made me feel a little embarrassed when I was still in adolescence, but also strengthened my heart that I must be cautious when I get married, and I am sincerely curious about how my brother adapts and is not abnormal.

At that time, my brother looked at me as if I was a little mentally retarded, "It's not that what you think is troublesome is also troublesome to others. Everyone owes nothing to anyone, just live your life well. Instead of thinking about what you have to do If not, it’s better to save your brain cells and think about meaningful things. They don’t owe me child support.”

"But it's not like that on TV?" I remember that I was very wronged at the time. Fortunately, when I realized this problem, I carefully analyzed whether my brother was a poor little man who longed for family warmth, or a blackened avenger. .

Later, I was nauseated by the brain-boosting products stuffed by my mother, and I finally finished the high school entrance examination. While chatting with my dad, I accidentally discovered that it was all suggested by my brother.

"Your brother cares about you so much." My dad was very pleased.

But I always feel that my brother didn't let me supplement my brain because of the high school entrance examination.

after that……

When I thought about this, I was a little depressed. My brother was attacked by a car bomb when he went to the United States to attend a wedding. My mother went to the United States to collect the ashes in person, and then immediately killed my chance to study abroad. I don't know how to explain it to her. There are so many foreign countries, not all of them are dangerous.Of course my mother knows about this, but she is determined to be unreasonable, and there is nothing I can do about it.

But staying in the country doesn't mean it's safe. At least, I can't remember how I died. I just remember that I was taking a nap at home.

Alas, my lord is destined to be frightened even more violently.

I am such an unfilial son.

Thinking about it now, when I was abandoned in my life, I was not so keen on finding my father and mother, maybe I was influenced by my brother.

However, even an otaku like me has the chance to be reincarnated as a human being, although the future is slim.I don't think my brother who is born to be a prostitute may really go to see God. I can only think this way. If I can go back, I must recite more scriptures for him.The other people who were saved by me were all reincarnated into wealthy families, so there is no reason why they should not receive preferential treatment when it is their turn.

The premise is that I can go back.

I don't even know how I got here. Do I have to use the most stupid way to live into the new century?

Ugh, just thinking about it makes me feel hopeless.

After Zen Master Wuchao passed on the "Multi-Heart Sutra" to me, he saw that I was determined to go to the west without regret, and left me another poem. I think it is a prophetic poem, because the content in it feels familiar to me. , Not only did he talk about Drifting Monks that he hadn’t met yet, but also other monsters.

Just as I was about to ask more questions, Zen Master Wuchao turned into a golden light and left.

Looking back, Brother Hou became a sky-swapping monkey again, and he chased after him with the Ruyi golden cudgel.

"What's going on here?" I asked Wufeng, "Why is Wukong so angry?"

Brother Hou flew back with a dejected look on his face, he didn't seem to catch up, "Why don't I get angry, that Wuchao scolded our brothers and sisters!"

"Is there?" I recalled carefully, "Didn't he talk about Xitian Road?"

"He said that the stone monkey is old for many years, isn't that scolding me?" Brother Monkey stared.

"He also said that the old pig is a wild boar carrying the burden." Zhu Bajie added.

I looked at Wu Feng again, don't hesitate, what have you been told.

Wu Feng smiled silly again, "Maybe I have the youngest background, the Zen master didn't mention me."

Brother Hou was still trying to get lucky with Wuchao, and he seemed to want to poke him again, but Zhu Bajie quickly regained his senses, "Brother Hou, calm down, didn't the Zen master say something about the water monster? Let's go on." , and see if that works."

"That's right." I nodded, "I have benefited a lot from the "Multi-Heart Sutra" just now, let's quickly find a place to live, stop and stay for a while so that the teacher can have a good study."

"Master." Brother Hou said sullenly, "You can also comprehend enlightenment while riding on White Horse Mountain."

But riding a horse does not delay the journey.I rolled my eyes in my heart, "You don't understand, listen to me."

The population density in this year is very hopeless, and we walked for another month, and we didn't see another village until the leaves were dyed golden.

According to the usual practice, we went to ask for alms again. Wu Feng and I were fine, we both cared more about our image. Needless to say my appearance, even Wu Feng's black face looked handsome.In contrast, Brother Hou and Zhu Bajie are a little informal, scaring many people.

Fortunately, the name of my Tang Yudi Sacred Monk is still useful. In the end, we borrowed a family and asked about the situation in the village. I think I should stay here for a while and be a qualified missionary. , Let my Buddha's compassion spread to every corner of the world.

Hey, this is a good place for cat winter. I don't want to be frozen into a popsicle like last winter.

Wu Feng was very interested in my proposal, but Brother Hou habitually objected, and then he nodded in agreement without knowing what he thought of.Zhu Bajie didn't know, so Brother Hou explained, "I'm waiting all the way to the west. Although there are difficult roads and demons to test, but the merits are not as great as teaching the Dharma, and it is not easy to talk to Bodhisattvas."

Zhu Bajie seemed to understand but half understood, the corner of my mouth twitched, Brother Emotional Monkey still remembered to ask Guanyin to owe him a lot of favors, so he could work hard to reshape the reincarnation of Huaguo Mountain.

In short, in the end, the old man in the village vacated a house for us on behalf of everyone, so that we had a place to stay.

So, I lived a life of preaching scriptures in the morning and solving doubts in the afternoon.

Whenever the people in the village have troubles, they are willing to go over and talk to me, such as which one can't sleep at night, which one lost a shoe, which one's hen doesn't lay eggs, which one has a dream about the dead mother... …This is not bad. After we get to know each other better, some people come to me with a cold and fever, some people come to me with a broken bone, and even worse, some women come to me after giving birth!

I can help with the first two things, but for the last one, I really can’t do anything, but the family members trust me so much that they pull me over, and then I stand outside the delivery room and chant sutras, listening to the woman screaming, The blood lingers in the nose for a long time.

I have made up my mind not to marry a wife and have children, why haven't I escaped this?

But since a woman with dystocia gave birth to a baby safely, no one believed me when I said that I was not beneficial to the woman to give birth, but only served as a placebo.

I can only be thankful that there are not enough people in this village, and there are few pregnant women, otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to live in this place for long.

During the Chinese New Year, the old man in the village specially asked his daughter-in-law to prepare a table of vegetarian dishes for us. We, the master and apprentice, ate happily and drank a few cups of vegetarian wine.I originally wanted to drink a little more, but the wine here only smelled of alcohol, and it tasted good, but it lost the feeling of pleasure after drinking it.

I decided to discuss Monkey Wine with Brother Monkey another day. I heard that it is a rare wine.

I have also lived here for a few months. Brother Hou and the others have been feared from the beginning to popular later on. Just because they have nothing to do, they go to the mountains to have fun. , After being beaten to death, he didn't eat meat, so he left all the flesh and blood to the villagers.How can the villagers not like it?Not only less disasters, but also can eat big meat, fur can also be made into new clothes.Cannibals have soft mouths and short hands, this principle has existed in ancient and modern times, and it is common in both Chinese and foreign countries.

When the spring comes, it is no longer a problem that we don't want to leave, but that the people in the village do everything possible to dispel our idea of ​​leaving, and want us to live for a long time.

Hey, I've been really successful in life.