[Journey to the West] Trees fall

"Don't—!" Su Jiu woke up from her sleep, sweating profusely, uncertain.

Lying on his side, he slowly calmed down the short and short breathing caused by the nightmare, and sat up holding the quilt.

The sky in Lingshan does not distinguish between day and night, and the blackness has never stained a tiny bit of the 33 days outside the sky, and it is even brighter at this time.

In the past few days, she lived in the Sutra Pavilion, copying scriptures regardless of time and time, and wanted to write more, and then write more.A scripture book was opened, and she rushed to copy it without looking at it.

Unexpectedly, his body was so weak that he would not eat, drink or sleep for a few days, but he collapsed and fainted in front of the scripture copying table.She was forcibly taken out of the Sutra-Depository Pavilion by the Bhikkhuni Venerable, and ordered that if she did not realize it, she would not be allowed to take a step into the Sutra-Depository Pavilion.

"The Tathagata asked you to copy the scriptures to guide you to practice and realize the Dharma. You wrote the scriptures in the Jingge all day, but you didn't read a single word into your heart. Isn't it a waste of money?" The monk took Sujiu back to her shelter Xiaosheli said so.

"But Master taught me not to cultivate Buddha." Su Jiulei was extremely sleepy, extremely hungry, and his thinking was sluggish, and he asked blankly, "Are you trying to lead me into the door of Buddhism? Be an aunt too?"

"Idiot, idiot!" The Venerable Bhikkhuni shook his head and sighed, "You don't know that there are three thousand ways in this way, and they lead to the same goal by different routes."

"I don't understand."

"You are born with a very good connection with Buddha, so don't be in a hurry if you don't understand it now. When the opportunity comes, you will naturally realize it." After the Venerable Bhikkhuni finished speaking, he walked away slowly, stepping on auspicious clouds every step of the way.

Sujiu woke up from her memories, but she still didn't understand what an opportunity is and when it will arrive. If she couldn't figure out why in the past 300 years, then wouldn't the senior brother be crushed for 500 years? More than a year?

Then I remembered the dream just now, the brother fell from a high place, the five conjoined giant mountains fell down like a top, the ground suddenly cracked, and the lava rolled...

Su Jiu wrapped the quilt tightly, hugged her knees and buried her head, wiping her tears on the quilt.

Now is not the time to cry, you have to find a way.Su Jiu cheered herself up silently, after a while, she got up and got dressed, ready to meet another person in the yard, that is, her legendary neighbor.

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A vine with green leaves and green radish quietly curled up a cane and tentatively tried to climb Wuzhi Mountain, but was bounced away by the powerful seal.

"Oh, be careful—" the land lord stroked his beard slowly, and waved at the poor trembling little green seedling, "Come down, my old man asked you to come with me to help, don't you naughty."

"Understood." Qingye Luluo put away the scattered rhizomes and gathered them together. Behind the soft green light, a graceful and graceful girl appeared, sticking out her tongue and chuckling, "I'm not leaving. I'm so tired, I want to rest my feet on this mountain. Who knew it was so powerful."

"You, you just like to mess around." Landlord let her take his arm, and told her angrily, "This Sun Zhunsheng is not a monster. If you accidentally offend him, I can't save you."

"Oh, Grandpa Land, you've said it many times, I remember it!" Luluo shook her hands a little annoyed, "You said it as if I was always causing trouble!"

"You—" The Land Lord looked at her helplessly, then couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

This little demon's name is Qingluo, she grew up at the junction of these two continents, she has no father and no mother, the land lord thought she was pitiful, so he took her by his side and helped and taught her in everything.The relationship between the two is getting closer day by day, it's like a pair of grandparents and grandchildren.

"See if there is no one there. Our daily task is to satisfy his request within our ability. In short, it is to serve him." With a simple mind, he offended this big man who was still sleeping.

"It's so powerful, why was it pressed under this mountain?" Qingluo asked in a low voice, afraid of waking him up.

"This is not something you and I can control. Only by asking less and talking less can you live longer." The Lord of the Land also followed her example, teaching his secrets of longevity mysteriously.

Qingluo nodded thoughtfully, and said softly: "But he is really... grandpa, he seems to be... awake."

The land lord was taken aback and looked towards the foot of the mountain.

I saw the mud-covered fingers move, and the slow-running insects and ants were instantly wiped out and died.

The dusty feather fan-like eyelashes trembled, the eyelids opened, and the star-like golden eyes flashed on the flawless face, and the cold eyes that did not stain the slightest warmth locked on the two of them.

As if being targeted by the most ruthless ghost, he was terrified, afraid to look directly at him but unable to look away.

Qingluo's legs went limp, and the land lord hurriedly supported her, bowed and said hello: "Sun Zhunsheng, my little old man is a land at the junction of the two continents, and I heard that a powerful person came here, so I came here to serve you. Qing Luo, who was still in a daze, tugged again, and said earnestly, "This little monster is my granddaughter, if there is something impolite, I hope it will be Sheng Haihan."

Wukong didn't say a word, he just woke up from a deep sleep, and he didn't know what year it was.

"Huh?" Wukong's eyes widened unconsciously, with a soft light of anticipation and fear, and he looked cautiously at the big pink cloud that was slowly approaching from the horizon.

Qing Luo and Di Gong followed his gaze and looked over.

Fen Tuanzi approached unsteadily, trembling from time to time, and it could be seen that its emotions were a little complicated, a little sullen, and a little uncomfortable.

When Wuzhi Mountain was approaching, two people jumped on the powder ball one after another to describe their looks. The woman had long eyebrows and looked at her slightly, but there was a bit of annoyance on her face. Seeing that she seemed to be curled up at the bottom of the mountain When he was with someone, he hummed angrily.

Wukong sighed, not knowing whether he was more fortunate or more disappointed.I don't want my junior sister to see myself in such a state of distress, but I really miss her so much, I wish I could see her right away, preferably with a hug and a kiss.

"Uncle Sun." Bai Cang pulled Huang Lan to salute, walked over and sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to make himself look at Wukong as much as possible.

Wukong nodded and gave a wide and meaningless smile.

For a moment, both sides didn't know how to speak, and there was some silence.

Somersaulting cloud spontaneously got out of Wukong's sleeve pocket, wandered happily around the powder ball, and rubbed against it again.Ke Jin's intimacy and crookedness seem to be silently expressing his longing for the reunion after a long absence.

"Alas—" Qing Luo was so curious that she was about to open her mouth to ask a few words, but was covered tightly by the land lord.

Huang Lan was straightforward and didn't like to hold back her words, so she couldn't help jumping her feet and said: "Uncle Sun, it's not that I don't respect the elders and don't understand the dignity, but I really can't help but say a few words, the girl is so small and weak, If not for..."

"Huang Lan!" Bai Cang lost his temper for the first time, stared at his twin sister coldly, and threw a silent Fa Jue.

Wukong supported the ground with his hands, tried his best to prop up his upper body, and asked with a frown, "Where is Junior Sister?"

"Uncle Sun, this," Bai Cang took out the sachet he had been holding in his palm all the way, and handed it to this forbearing and worried man, "This is the reserve of various elixir and elixir that the girl has collected all the time, you collect it first Let's see if it helps."

Wukong just looked at him without any emotion, without reaching for the familiar sachet.

Bai Cang gently put the sachet where he could reach it, and sighed: "Don't worry about Huang Lan, the girl spoils her too much, this girl is heartless, but there is one thing, to put it bluntly Disrespectful words. We have been with the girl for so many years. We are not so much master and servant as friends. Huang Lan is impatient for a while, so don't be angry."

Wukong nodded, his angular face was full of persistence: "So where is my junior sister?"

"This..." Bai Cang hesitated to speak, and begged for mercy, "Master Sun, don't embarrass us. This sachet is here with you, and we hope to make the best use of it. Take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, Bai Cang left the "scene of the crime" with Huang Lan who was still shouting silently.

Wukong closed his eyes, as if he fell into a deep sleep again, the chilling aura just now dissipated invisible, the inexplicable fragility flashed across his face, and it returned to cold and ruthless.

The whole chest and below were sunk in the ground, the heart was beating slowly in the moist and dark soil, the pain started from nowhere and ended like a maggot attached to the bone, obviously the pain was sharp and deep, but powerless.

After calming down, Wukong opened his eyes and reached out to pick up the sachet with moon white and dark silver embroidery.

There is still a familiar smell on it, with the temperature of her little hands clenched tightly.

Wukong put it away with great care, and planned to use this generous reserve that she collected money from everywhere in the past few years until the critical moment.

Qingluo broke free from the land master's restraint, and quickly ran over with a face of uncontrollable curiosity, blinking her eyes at this mysterious, cold and proud "powerful person".

Wukong didn't seem to notice that there was another person beside him, he propped his head and became stunned.

The Lord of the Earth slowly walked over with a cane, and sat on a big rock beside him. The old god was holding a teacup on the ground, looking at the sky, the clouds, the birds, the snow, the stars, and the moon.

"Hey, my name is Qingluo, Qingqing is a green radish with vines and green eaves, what's your name?" Luluo took the vine and hung it between two trees, swinging on the swing, looking curiously at the bottom of the mountain This looks quite a serious man.

Wukong glanced at the land father in warning, covered the place where the sachet was hidden, closed his eyes and took a nap.

The land lord was so startled that he jumped off the boulder, pulled Qingluo aside, and gave repeated instructions, for fear that something might go wrong and her life would be lost.

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"clang----"

The golden light is shining, and the ancient temple is full of fragrance.

In the small courtyard, there is a thousand-year-old green tree with a thick trunk, which cannot be hugged even if nine people put their hands together.

The shadows of the trees swayed and mottled, looking up and down, a strange fragrance filled the nose, and the wind was warm.

An eminent monk, who is wearing a red and gold brocade cassock, wearing a Pilu hat, and holding a nine-ring tin staff, is sitting cross-legged on the ground, leaning on the branches of a big green tree.

Dozed off.

Su Jiu took a deep breath, feeling that she hadn't adapted to the climate and was a little dazzled, so she rubbed her eyes and took a closer look.

This time I can't be wrong, I am indeed dozing off.

He tiptoed over, ready to scare the bald monk who was lazy in broad daylight, but when he approached, he froze in place.

This monk's appearance...doesn't match the setting.

Look at the small appearance with red lips and thick eyebrows, look at the eyelashes that look like horse eyes, look at the gorgeous skin that seems to be able to dent and pop out at the touch of a poke, look at this pair of thick ink that makes people's hearts flutter Paved... Eyes?

Su Jiu was stunned for a moment, facing the teasing gaze of the young monk, she touched the back of her head in embarrassment, opened her eyes and said nonsense: "Just now there was a bug on your body, I was going to shoot it to death, but it ran away... Oh! The important place of Buddhism, Amitabha..."

"Haha." The young monk raised his head and laughed. He didn't blame her for her rudeness. He patted the place next to him and invited, "The time is just right, come and have a seat."

Su Jiu just felt that he was very kind, and the strange feeling she felt in the Tathagata Lord Buddha came back, and it was even worse.Some resisted but sat down beside him obediently.

"You've been outside for a long time, but are you used to it?" The monk didn't speak a lot of Buddha's words, and his words were more relaxed and at ease like old friends chatting with each other.

"It's okay, but the dishes are a bit plain." Su Jiu was guided by his amiability, let go of her guard, leaned against the green tree, and asked lazily, "My name is Su Jiu, what is your name?"

The monk brushed off his monk's robe, tilted his head and smiled, and there was a charm that appeared to be extremely contradictory to a monk, but felt that the existence was reasonable and harmonious. He made a playful comparison with the Buddha's seal, and said: , Jin Chanzi."

Although he had prepared and guessed in advance, when he personally admitted his identity.

Su Jiu felt that a big mushroom cloud had exploded in her head, and her mind was filled with bullet screens of "Fuck, this guy is actually a golden cicada".

The legendary heartthrob——Tang Sanzang's true deity, Jin Chanzi, is actually so beautiful and charming, so it's no wonder that the king of the daughter country, the jade rabbit spirit, the pipa spirit...all have little thoughts about a man who only knows The monk fell in love at first sight, and at the second sight, it lasted forever.

But a monk is a monk after all, so what can he do if he is beautiful?

Whether those beauties who only know how to look at their faces, or those who are in power in a country, in her opinion, they are not as real as those monsters who want to chop off Tang's monk's flesh and live forever.

"Why, have you heard of me?" Jin Chanzi leaned the nine-ringed tin staff against the tree trunk, stretched her waist leisurely with empty hands, and put on a posture to have a long talk with Su Jiu, open up her heart, from poetry to song Fu talked about the philosophy of life.

"No, I just feel...well, it seems familiar?" Su Jiu laughed, not wanting to admit the fact that she was frightened, so she changed the subject bluntly, "Why are you lazy and don't practice? I see that your classmates are chanting scriptures and meditating every day. Knock on the wooden fish, why are you so idle, dozing off against the big tree?"

"I have a Buddha in my heart. When I sleep, walk, enjoy the scenery and see flowers, I am enlightening. Even if the precepts of eating meat and drinking are completely broken, I am still practicing." Jin Chanzi looked at Su Jiu firmly and said word by word, " Enlightenment and practice, everything is within oneself. If the mind is at ease, then no amount of terms will be able to restrain you. If the mind is rigid, even if you spread your wings, you will not be able to fly far or high. I am at ease, naturally I am not limited to one Just let it go, and realize your own way as you like."

Su Jiuben was still listening to his chat with a joking attitude, but the more he listened, the more serious he became, and the more serious he felt, the more reasonable he felt.

"My heart is at ease, so I am not limited to one bundle." The soft and waxy girl's voice repeated this sentence slowly, thoughtfully, as if she had realized something.

Jin Chanzi waited for her to calm down and think for a while, before she said: "I live in the house on the left of your house, but I don't stay in this yard every day. The scenery of Lingshan is very beautiful, and the people at the foot of the mountain, Every family is kind, every household is fasting to monks, and the folk customs are simple and honest. If you want, I can also take you around."

Sujiu knew that she would benefit a lot from talking with him, so she didn't act pretentious. She got up generously, bowed halfway, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your guidance. We will be neighbors in the future, and I hope you can take care of me."

Jin Chanzi nodded and said with a smile: "It's natural. We meet each other as old friends, and it's not too much to be called a confidant. In the future, please feel free to advise."

The author has something to say:

Dangdangdangdang~~~

Jin Chanzi is here~!

Personally, I still prefer Jin Chanzi.

Sujiu will become more and more powerful, and so will Wukong.

Farewell is to stay together better.

I love you guys~ whata~