[Journey to the West] Guanyin pits me a thousand times

Sun Wukong took Little White Dragon to find Guanyin for reasoning early in the morning. Originally, I wanted to go and watch, but I thought of Tang Seng's safety so I gave up.And as the news that the two had another fight in front of Guanyin, Monkey King also came back with the little white horse transformed into a little white dragon.

According to Xiaobailong, Guanyin's empress was so partial to Sun Wukong that she was so partial to her armpit. When he told Guanyin that Sun Wukong broke one of his dragon horns, Guanyin pretended to be stupid, "What are you talking about? The wind is too strong for me I can't hear..." Little Bailong was so wronged that tears filled his eyes.

After I popularized Sun Wukong's glorious deeds to him last night, Sun Wukong has become a glorious idol in his heart. Although the idol is very rude to him, but he can see a lot of the heroic appearance of the idol on the way to learn the scriptures, and he is satisfied. Perhaps the only regret is that he hasn't had time to say goodbye to his concubine, what if the concubine Hongxing cheats?Xiaobailong's worry is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us.

Tang Seng expressed satisfaction with the newly joined little white horse. Not only did he run fast and eat less, he was also very obedient, which made him feel like a master at last.

After noon, the breeze brought the smell of rice, and there was faint smoke rising not far away. It is not easy to have a family in this barren mountain, let alone eat a meal of white rice. Tang Seng seems to have seen the dawn of alms , the journey of the whole team has been accelerated a lot.

I thought back to the original novel. According to the normal plot, it is not the time for monsters to appear, so... I looked up, and I saw the words "Guanyin Temple" hanging on the temple.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, the young monk who was sweeping the yard looked up and saw the shaggy-faced Sun Wukong in the Buddhist scriptures team. He threw away his broom in fright and ran into the temple, shouting, "Master, master! There are monsters! woo woo woo..."

The little monk looked like he was dying of fear. He didn't pay attention to one of his feet. His left foot tripped over his right foot and he lost his balance.

I:"……"

At this time, the old host in the yard ran out in panic, "What? Where are the monsters?! Little Lingzi! What's wrong with you! Don't leave Master and just go away like this!!" The old host shed an old tear.

"Old man! Don't cry! Your apprentice is not dead yet!" Sun Wukong said.

The old host followed the sound and shouted, "Oh my God! There are monsters! My life is not long!" Then he ran for a few steps, stumbled on his left foot and went straight to the next one. He bumped into the pillar, tilted his head, and fainted.

The world is clean.

Me: "..." Host, are you sure that Xiao Lingzi is not your real son...

Because the only two monks in the Guanyin Temple were intimidated by Monkey King, Tang Seng first criticized Monkey King for being ugly, and then asked Monkey King to carry them to the wing room and lie down. After half an hour, the two turned around one after another. After waking up, Tang Seng explained to the two that he was a monk who went to the West to learn scriptures, and then recited the mantra on the spot to prove that Monkey King was harmless, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Lingzi made an excuse to say that he was going to feed the white horse, but he didn't dare to look directly at Sun Wukong's distorted face due to the headache. It must have left a deep psychological shadow on him for a long time to come.

The poor little Bailong was forced to eat a lot of grass, so he could only cry silently in his heart.

After clearing up the misunderstanding, Elder Jinchi started to have a friendly exchange of Buddhism with Tang Seng, and then talked about Elder Jinchi’s collection, and when he was very excited, he took out his treasures and introduced them one by one, one by one, it really stunned me eyes.

I don’t know if Sun Wukong was out of a show-off mentality, or because he didn’t like the golden pond (?), so Sun Wukong took out his master’s brocade cassock and shook it, damn it!Just blinded my dog's eyes, okay? !What kind of trouble is this sequin full of cassock?No wonder Tang Seng always put it in the bottom of the box, taking it out is like seeing a serious eye injury once!

Several people covered their eyes together, they were all caught by the intense light, even Monkey King's fiery eyes couldn't afford to hurt.

After a long time, I asked Guanyin why he gave Tang Monk a brocade cassock, and Guanyin replied that he was a holy monk hand-picked by me, so how could he not have a cassock to support the scene?And don't you think wearing that cassock is full of Buddha's light?

The light of Buddha shines on your sister!The dog's eyes are going to be blinded, okay? !

I covered my eyes that were stung by the light, and turned my head away, not daring to take a second look at the Jinlan cassock...

But someone obviously liked this blind weapon: "This! This cassock is so beautiful!" Elder Jinchi seemed to be staring in his eyes, "Holy Monk, can you lend me a night to observe? Just one night!"

Tang Seng hesitated for a while and said no problem, and Wukong didn't stop him, anyway, he was not afraid of Jin Chi not returning it.

But I knew that Jin Chi would intend to burn them to death because of this cassock, but at this moment I deeply doubt that this cassock can not only blind my own eyes but also blind others' eyes. Is Jin Chi so insane...

But the facts tell me that no matter what kind of world I am in, there will always be a few strange flowers, such as Tang Seng, such as Jinchi.

Tang Seng, who was sleeping soundly in the backyard wing room at midnight, had no idea what kind of dangerous situation he had fallen into. There was already a fire in the courtyard, and the fire would soon spread to the place where Tang Seng lived.

I calmly looked at the burning place, thinking that Brother Hou would solve it. While thinking this way, I saw Brother Hou's vigorous and heroic figure flashing past the window, so I closed the window and went back to bed calmly. continued to sleep.

I slept until dawn, and had a dream. In the dream, I dreamed that Tang Monk was burnt, and the smell of meat was still exuding from his body, which attracted a lot of ghosts and ghosts to come and dismember his body...

This dream was really cruel, so the first thing I did when I woke up was to see if Tang Seng was burnt to death like in the dream.

Well, except for the house in the backyard that was burned at the beginning of the fire, there was nothing wrong with the other houses. I went to Tang Seng’s room and opened the window to see that Tang Seng was still sleeping. I had no idea that my life was almost lost last night It's gone.

I went to the front yard again, and the goal I entered was a phenomenon that had been severely invaded by the fire. It was almost impossible to see the Guanyin Temple from yesterday. Looking at this posture, it was almost burnt to the point that there was not even a scum left. Brother Hou is really good kind!

Jin Chi and Xiao Lingzi were tied up in front of the Guanyin statue, and their mouths were stuffed with a rag or something. Sun Wukong sat on a high place with his legs crossed and shook, and when he saw me, he explained the cause and effect, "This Elder Jinchi is so vicious! Not to mention coveting Master's brocade cassock, he even set fire to us last night in an attempt to burn us to death!"

Before I could finish expressing my anger at this despicable act, Tang Seng's questioning voice came from behind, "Wukong, girl Xiaomao, this...why did this place become like this when I just woke up from a nap?"

Monkey King jumped over and explained to Tang Seng. Tang Seng looked at Jin Chi with a look of "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person", and sighed, "As a monk, everything outside of him should be just floating clouds."

Xiao Lingzi struggled "Uuuuuuuuuuuu", seeming to have something to say.

Tang Seng took the rag out of his mouth, Xiao Lingzi gasped for a few breaths, and then hurriedly said, "You misunderstood! Master did not set the fire! We didn't intend to burn you to death!" Xiao Lingzi said weakly, " I was hungry last night, and I wanted to go to the kitchen to steam a pancake, but I accidentally set the kitchen on fire, and the fire spread to the front yard..."

This makes no sense at all. Since he can cook, how could he accidentally burn the kitchen down?Besides, why didn't you ask us to get up and help put out the fire after it burned?Still allowing the fire to spread?

I said straight away, "You didn't set the fire, it was someone else."

Xiao Lingzi drooped his head, "...the fire was indeed not set by us, but by the black wind monster in Wulong Town opposite."

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lingzi accused the wicked black wind monster of the evil deeds. He controlled all the villagers in Wulong Town, and he also asked Elder Jinchi to present a rare treasure every year, otherwise he would have to pay for it. He killed him, and the two of them, master and apprentice, lived in this barren mountain to avoid those debtors...

While Xiao Lingzi was telling about the evil deeds of the Black Wind Monster, Jin Chi nodded repeatedly. He has been oppressed by the Black Wind Monster all these years.

"The holy monk's cassock was snatched away by the black wind monster last night. In fact, the master didn't intend to kill you, he just pretended to be stupid. You are monks, so naturally you can't kill..."

Sun Wukong turned into a somersault cloud under his feet, and did what he said, "Master, Xiao Mao, you stay here and wait for my old grandson to get back Master's cassock and then get rid of that monster!"

Xiao Lingzi was worried, "That monster is very powerful! You...you better not go, I'm afraid you will never return!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I slapped my head, "Our senior brother is amazing, shut your crow's mouth!"

Tang Seng suddenly remembered an animal that we had forgotten for a long time: "By the way, how is the white horse?"

Yesterday's fire was so big, wouldn't he turn into roasted horse meat?

I hurried to look at the place where the horse was tied, and was silent for a while.

"Holy Monk, are we really going to take this horse to fetch scriptures?"

I couldn't bear to look at the little white horse whose pure white and flawless fur had been scorched black so that its beauty and heroism could not be seen.

Tang Seng's disgusted voice said, "It's too ugly, I don't want to ride it all the way."

The little white horse burst into tears, don't dislike him, he worked so hard to escape the scorched fate last night not because he was disliked...