[Red Mansion] February is the season of wishing

Jia Xichun, a magical figure.

She was originally a daughter born of an affair, and Jia Jing pinched her nose to give her the title of prostitute. She has an older brother in his 30s, how embarrassing it is.

Mother Jia couldn't see the mess in Ning's mansion, so she took her here, named her Xichun, followed Yuanchun's generation, and raised her as the daughter of Rongguo mansion.

After meeting, Xichun also realized her embarrassing identity, so under the autism, she became more and more indifferent to others, and finally became a monk out of world-weariness.

Afterwards, it was already in his later years that he helped Master Hongkong collect the quotations and works of Sanyi.

... For Xichun, this is just a small matter of reaching out, and there is nothing to do left and right.

After that, Zhan Luan was ruthless, and she didn't even know how she died.

But she is already a long-lived person in Jia's mansion.

"Wish? Any wish is fine?" Jia Xichun asked with his head tilted.

"nature."

Then, think of a wish.

After becoming a monk, standing in front of the ancient Buddha with the green lamp will make people fall into meditation, madness, and delusions.

She doesn't really believe in Buddhism, she just wants to find a secluded place to hide.Slowly, she also read the Buddhist scriptures, and became more and more disoriented about the teachings of the Buddhist scriptures. She just borrowed the title of "nun" to introspect and realize herself, and lived in vain.

desire?She really... couldn't think of it for a while.

But suddenly, there was a demon entrenched in her chest, and said to her: "This is a rare opportunity. Wouldn't it be nice to be free and unrestrained?"

She is not interested in unrestrained freedom. The nun is a female householder, and she is already one of the few women who can move freely.

The heart demon said again: "Aren't you curious why they, even Hong Kong, really believe in Buddha, and because of this, they are determined to preach to all living beings?"

Xichun: "..."

She can't figure out the meaning of living, and she has no other wishes.

so be it.

After all, she really didn't understand why Hongkong was so compassionate and mourned for the woman's transformation from pearls to fish eyes.She looked at the absurdity of the world, only seeing the indifference of Gu Jing.

Xichun said: "Xuanzang traveled westward to Nalanda Temple to obtain the scriptures. It took nearly 20 years... I want to follow him to see it."

"it is good."

Just for an instant.

The white space that could not tell the difference between heaven and earth condensed into a black beam, covering her head and covering her face, within the black beam, there was a faint glint of light.

……

When Xichun opened her eyes again, she met a pair of Chengjing eyes.The eye circles are a little red, and the color is brighter than the cassock on his body, which has been covered with dust and is dusty.

"We fell into a trap, and those who set up the trap saw that the cassock on your body was of good material, and they might become malicious," Xichun listened to herself, "Let's find a way to get out first."

As she spoke, she felt something stuffed into her head, language habits, customs, and the identity of this body.

There is nothing special about her status. A nun, because she has some attainments in Buddhism, volunteered to travel west with Xuanzang.

Xuanzang hesitated to speak, and looked up.

Xichun followed his gaze, and realized that the pit trap they were in was wide and deep, probably used to catch wild boars, and it was difficult for the two frail monks to climb out.

It was still daytime, the sky was blue, and the sky was bright and bright. They were trapped like livestock, and they were about to face the fate of being skinned and slaughtered.

Jia Xichun: "Tsk."

She asked, "Where is your scepter?"

Xuanzang searched left and right, and found his tin staff next to a human-shaped skeleton in the corner, looked at the broken neck, did not ask any questions, and handed the tin staff to Xichun.

Xichun laughed and said, "I thought you would bury the remains first."

Xuanzang thought about the broken marks on the bones, and said distraughtly: "When you get out of the pit, take the soil from the side and bury this pit, and it will return to the ground."

Xichun agreed, thinking in her heart, after getting out of this pit, she must run away first, so why bother with this pit?How can the dead be more important than the living?

She took a tin stick and stabbed at the soil slope next to her. After stabbing twice, the soil clods fell down.

From this point of view, before digging out a few small pits for climbing, he could climb up the mound by relying on this mound.

Xuanzang could also see it clearly, and piled the excavated soil on the remains, forming a mound. After saying "Amitabha", he said, "I'm afraid that some thieves will come later, so let's bury it first."

The mound was getting higher and higher, and the cassock on Xuanzang's body was so dusty that the material of the clothes could not be seen, and his face was also stained with dust, blurring his delicate and beautiful features.

The same goes for Xichun, both of them seem to have rolled in the dirt once.

After piling up for a while, they finally piled up to a height that could be climbed up.

Using both hands and feet, Xichun climbed up with the luggage tin stick, and then pulled Xuanzang up.

"In the future, when we get to a place where 'knowledge is trustworthy, not very deceitful', we don't have to be so frightened." Xichun said.

"People in different parts of Fanyi have different customs and dispositions, so it's better to be careful." Xuanzang said.

"Okay." After Xichun replied, she threw the tin stick that was so heavy that her arm was almost out of strength, and looked around.

Xuanzang took the stick in a hurry and was almost smashed and fell to the ground together with the stick.Finally, I leaned on my stick to stay in place so that I would not lose my strength and fall to the ground. I took a breath and looked around.

But I saw lush trees and undulating mountains in the distance.The piece of land where they stood was a wasteland, green grass mixed with the loess curled up, and there were traces of being trampled on it.Because of the mound, it is not possible to see the whole picture.

With ominous signs.

"Can you go?" Xichun looked back at him, without sadness, joy, or fatigue, "If you can go, let's go."

Both of them spent a lot of energy building the pit just now, and they were a little tired.

But we still have to go. During the Zhenguan period, a large area of ​​barren land often meant——

"Don't rush away," a burly man in animal clothes held a root of grass in his mouth, sneered, turned out from behind the mound, and stepped out of a pit, "a nun, a little white face, He turned his head and greeted behind him, "Brothers, you can enjoy yourself today!"

Xuanzang's face turned pale when he heard this, and he gripped his tin staff tightly.He looked at Xichun worriedly.

Where is Xichun?

Um?What about Xichun? ? ?

The brothers behind the mound laughed and said, "The monk wants to learn scriptures? What kind of scriptures do you want to get? Since the purpose of preaching Buddhism is to make the world happy, let us be happy first!"

What answered him was the "clack" sound of the throat being partitioned, and the sound of bubbling and bubbling.

The smell of blood spread, and the green area became more red, which was very eye-catching.

Xichun stood in front of the corpse, put the blood-drinking knife back on her waist, pulled out the machete from Biaohan's waist, and slashed straight at the man who was smiling strangely!

As the man fell to the ground, the last thought on his mind was shock.

——When did the nun become so tough?

If Xichun knew what he was thinking, she would have scoffed it.After becoming a nun and living alone, who cares whether she is male or female, human or demon?Survival is the first priority.

Holding a machete dripping with red liquid, she squinted her eyes at the two remaining people behind the mound.

There were only two people, and it seemed that the bandits entrenched here thought that it didn't take many people to catch them, so they randomly assigned a few soldiers, or there were not many bandits, so they could only send these people.Xichun thought about it.

"You...you put down the knife now! I can guarantee that you will die without pain. I have more than a dozen brothers, can't they deal with you, a mere girl?" After one of them pulled out the knife, his voice was still a little trembling.

"Dozens of people?" Xichun squeezed his knife tightly and forced out a smile, "The Holy Majesty rules Qingming, you scumbags can still gather more than a dozen people, it's not bad."

There is nothing ugly about Jia's girl, her smile stunned the two thieves opposite.

The next moment, there was a muffled sound, and the light of the knife flashed!

Of the two thieves, one immediately separated from his body; the other fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Xichun smiled at Xuanzang, her eyes full of admiration.

It turned out that Xuanzang touched the back of the two thieves at some point, raised his tin staff with all his strength, and launched a sneak attack on one of the thieves.

Xichun took the opportunity to solve the other one too.

Xuanzang nodded to her, and said, "Let's find a place to rest quickly, and rest for a while. In the current situation, it's not easy to go to the village to stay overnight."

Xichun should be, raised the knife and beheaded the one who had been knocked unconscious, then changed the knife in his hand with the knife in his hand, and put it on the scabbard around the waist of the previous tough man.

"You can go now." Xichun said.

Xuanzang couldn't bear it: "Since he's already fainted, why..."

"I don't know when I will wake up," Xichun patiently explained a few words in view of his previous help, "I will pay for my life in the pit with my life."

Xuanzang didn't say anything, it was his tacit consent.If it was just to harm him, he would even help the gang of thieves collect the corpse, but the hollow skull of the corpse still looked at him.

……

The horses that Xuanzang and Xichun were riding were frightened, and they didn't know where they went.Xichun found four horses that were tied to the tree from the woods, they were all good horses, untied them, and brought them along.

Xuanzang has two horses, and Xichun has two horses. One horse can be exchanged for the foot strength of the other when it is tired, which is really wonderful.

If it wasn't for those thieves' malicious intentions, she would almost thank them for their kindness.

There are auspicious clouds in the sky, and another light flashes. The auspicious clouds roll and gather rain, and there is a faint flash of thunder.After a while, the clouds dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

Xuanzang watched and didn't take it seriously, but was urged by Xichun: "Let's go."

After walking for a while, I left the field and arrived at the foot of a mountain.

The horse's feet are quite fast, and it's a mountainous area, Xichun is afraid that the bandits will be stationed here, so he just has to run fast.

Suddenly, a short and fat man like ginseng appeared from the ground, stopped their horses, and bowed to Xuanzang in a naive manner: "Welcome to the holy monk."

Another voice shouted at the foot of the mountain: "It's been 500 years, and the predestined person hasn't come yet! Landlord, if you dare to lie to my grandson, my golden cudgel just wants to tickle your head!"

The Lord of the Earth gave a wry smile, waved his fat little hand, and pointed at the furry thing dangling at the foot of the mountain: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has something to say, Sun Dasheng has a relationship with the holy monk as a teacher and disciple, please go and meet him."

After hearing this, Xuanzang's face became serious, and he respectfully said "Buddha" before dismounting and walking to the furry thing.

It turned out to be a monkey head.

Sun Wukong heard the words "Fate" and so on, and heard the word "Bodhisattva", knowing that this mortal known as the "Holy Monk" was about to become his master, and he was both happy and worried.

At this time, a shadow came over, carrying a faint breath of human blood.Monkey King sniffed his nose and retreated to the foot of the mountain in shock.

Good monk!There was human blood on his hands!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xuanzang: Xichun is amazing!

Sun Wukong: Master actually killed someone, it's so scary...

Xichun: I'm so tired (dead fish eyes)

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Private setting: Jia Xichun is the daughter of the old lady of Ningguo Mansion and a literary generation (in line with the sentence of raising a younger uncle who raises a younger uncle, the word raising has both the meaning of sugar and the meaning of life), in order to hide the ugliness and say yes Jia Jing's concubine daughter, Jia Zhen's younger sister (and indeed the younger sister of the same mother).Because of her embarrassing status, she was fostered in Rongguo Mansion since she was a child. [Wang Xifeng (3) chapter has already written about Xichun’s private setting, and the first, second, third and fourth paragraphs of this chapter have summarized it again, so there is no pre-warning before the article. 】【I won’t mess around with this coquettish operation in the future, I feel uncomfortable just writing T_T】

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Tell me about the setting of the world of Journey to the West. In the original text of "Journey to the West", Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty allowed Xuanzang to go west, and accompanied him by several people.But there is no such thing in history.For the sake of easy writing of the plot here, there is no matter about Tang Taizong - and it is too stingy to send only a few people to accompany him!When you encounter a den of thieves, you will be wiped out.

Tang Seng went west by himself, and then met a thief, and the Bodhisattva arranged for Wukong, etc.——Under this world setting, Xichun came.A certain crane likes her who sees through the world and is cold-hearted, and she can be a (.)

There will be a lot of bento in this world!Warning! ! !If you don't accept comments like how could Xichun kill someone, me!No!listen!hum!

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"Basic knowledge of faith, not very deceitful."This is from "The Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", which describes the people in Jianhuoluo's hometown. It is not original, and it is quoted here.