[Journey to the West] So I am Monk Tang

The living conditions in Jinshan Temple are not bad. I have never had the experience of begging for money since I was a child.But now, I weighed my small coffers that were almost consumed, and I was a little worried. Let alone whether it would be strange for a monk to go out and spend money on shopping, this amount of money is not enough to go all the way to Chang'an.

Money is not everything, but without money, it is absolutely impossible.

There is not enough money, so we can only make more preparations.

I plan to go to Elder Faxian, who is proficient in medical skills. After understanding the hardships of this profession, it is necessary to prepare some pills.Who knows if you will catch a cold, have a fever and have diarrhea while walking on the road. In this year and month, one might lose his life.

There is also such a thing as acclimatization.

Alas, no wonder others say that it is difficult to leave the homeland. This is not necessarily all because of love for the hometown, but mainly because the road is too difficult.I haven't gone out yet, and when I think about the difficulties I will encounter during this long journey, the will to go out is almost wiped out.

But this time it was my Master Faming who made up his mind to go to Chang'an, so whether I want to go or not is not so important.Because as long as Master Fa Ming goes, I will definitely go.

After all, I am young and resistant to tossing.

I was getting ready, Master Faming asked me, do you still want to become a monk?If you want, you can officially shave.

I:"……?"

Unprepared?

Then Master Faming explained to me that he didn't think it would be so fast, but Master Fahai reminded him that I served him all the way to Chang'an, if he was alone, there was nothing to say, but since I and I He went together, and when someone asked him who I was, it would sound strange to say that I was his disciple but hadn't become a monk yet.It is not enough to shave your head to be called a monk. The disciples accepted privately and the formal disciples from the same system are two different things.

I extracted the central idea, that is, Uncle Fa Hai felt that my Master Fa Ming needed to give me a title, so that I could show it off generously.

I had nothing to say, so I became an official and legal monk recognized by the state.

Dharma name Xuanzang.

It sounds familiar, but I have been focusing on preparing my travel items without thinking too much about it.When I thought about it, I didn't suddenly realize it. I just felt that Tang Seng and I overlapped a lot, and I didn't know whether it was a coincidence or fate.

I had a little fun to myself, because it was fun to bump into famous people, and then put it behind me.

I'm just an ordinary person who forgot to drink Mengpo soup, which is very different from that reincarnated Tathagata disciple.But if I had to choose, I would still be more happy to be an ordinary person than to be scrambled for a piece of meat, go through hardships, and even become a Buddha in the end, hey, what fun is there to live that kind of life.

Everyone has their own aspirations. My ideal is to hug the emperor's big golden thighs, become No. 1 in the religious world, connect to the underworld, bid farewell to my sweetheart, and then enjoy a lifetime of wealth and prosperity without disasters and difficulties.

There's no rule that religious people have to practice penance, right?

Alas, I realized once again that I really am not a good monk with a pure mind and a pure belief.

I don't believe that Master Fa Ming didn't see my thoughts, but he didn't say anything.

Before going out, I finally carefully selected and packed three bags, one bag for dry food, one bag for clothes, and one bag for pills that I thought would be useful, with a few coins in it.

Otherwise, if I go out without money, I really feel insecure.

I thought I would walk to Chang'an step by step with Master Faming, but unexpectedly, when we were going out, Master Faming took me around for a while to the backyard and brought out two donkeys.

"..." I asked something stupid, "Shall we ride a donkey?"

Master Fa Ming's face showed caring and mental retardation... No, cross out this word... A loving smile, "Naturally."

In this way, my Master Faming and I rode a donkey, and the monkey son rode on my shoulders, and we headed towards Chang'an one by one.

Only then did I realize that instead of saying that I took care of Master Faming, it was better to say that Master Faming led me.He also traveled all over the world in the past, but he returned to Jinshan Temple later, picked me up again a few years later, and never went out, which gave me the illusion that he was a senior otaku.

Master Faming has an excellent memory. We walked all the way, and he can tell a thing or two. The dry food in the bag is finished. If there is a temple nearby, he will take me to make a list. If not, he will take me I'm going to beg for alms.Asking for money is much easier than I imagined, my master is kind and kind, and I am even more good-looking, white and tender - I used to be very annoyed about this, after all, who wants to be a jerk, and I usually have a lot of work Dry, the sun has not been exposed to the sun, but it has not turned black or rough, it is simply a natural beauty that cannot be given up—it is so flattering, and the beggars not only prepare a meal for us, but also give us a gift when we leave. We have some durable dry food.

The ancient working people were really simple.

On this day, my master Faming and I passed by a place called Wanhuadian, which is not far from Chang'an, only a few days' walk.Master Fa Ming said that there is a temple nearby, and we can go there to stay at night.

I was holding Gohan and was angry with him.Monkey Son is so lively, he always wants to run around in such a lively place, I spent a lot of effort to catch him, but other than that, what can I do?This is my monkey son, and he cannot be chained.

While Gohan and I were fighting, an old woman who looked over sixty years old and had accumulated patches on her clothes accidentally bumped into me.The old woman seemed to have a disease in her eyes and couldn't see. She just leaned on an ordinary wooden stick used as a walking stick in one hand and a broken bowl in the other.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt very sour and swelled, very uncomfortable.

"You don't need to be too polite, old man." I helped the old lady up, "I just touched it accidentally, so I don't deserve such a big gift from you."

The old lady was taken aback suddenly, and the expression on her face was constantly changing, from surprise and excitement to panic, "This voice... this voice is my son Guangrui? You finally came to pick me up as your mother?"

I was silent for a while, very sure that even if I don't know who my mother is in this life, it will definitely not be this old woman.In a few words, it is easy to guess what this old woman has experienced. Although the ancient working people were simple and filial, they were scum?The vitality is comparable to Xiaoqiang, and it will never be lost.

Although it is a bit cruel, I still want to break the illusion of this old woman.

"Old man, you have misunderstood the person." I helped her to a place where there were few people. "My little monk passed by Baodi, but he had never been here before."

The brilliance on the old woman's face quickly disappeared, her figure became more stooped, and her voice was weak. I discussed it with Master Faming and left half of the dry food for her.Holding the dry food in her hands, the old lady burst into tears.

People who cry are people with stories, so I know her story.

Surprisingly, one of the protagonists in the story was actually known to me.

The old woman's name is unknown, but she has a fairly famous son, who is Chen E and Chen Guangrui who are respected by several scholars in Jinshan Temple as role models and idols.In the 13th year of Zhenguan, the emperor appointed Chen Guangrui as the number one scholar and became the governor of Jiangzhou. He took his wife to his hometown to pick up his mother, and planned to go to the post together.But in this Wanhua shop, his mother was not feeling well, and she was afraid that it would be worse if she forced her way, but the affairs of the court could not be delayed, so she asked him to leave some money and rent a house, and stay here temporarily to recuperate.As a result, Chen Guangrui was gone forever, all the money he left behind was spent, and the rented house could no longer be lived in. The old woman was so sad that she cried and went blind, so she had to find a broken tile kiln for temporary shelter. Take to the street to beg flowers and beg for food.

I never expected that Chen E and Chen Guangrui, the lord of Jiangzhou, not only have high scores and low abilities, but also a big unfilial son!

I was very angry, but when I said that I knew this Chen Guangrui and wanted to expose his evil deeds, the old woman refused instead, "I don't know how long the old woman can live. Once this matter is known to others, his future will be ruined." "It seemed that I regretted that I would tell this matter because I thought my voice resembled her son's.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Should we praise the greatness of maternal love?Why do I find it a bit ironic.