[Journey to the West] Trees fall

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Xuanzang. I am going west this way. Thank you for accompanying me..."

Tang Sanzang was riding on the horse, holding the rein with one hand and firmly holding the other hand on his chest, introducing himself with a smile.

Satisfied, Wukong hugged the person in his arms, and easily kept up with the brisk speed of the white horse like a stroll in the yard. Even though the chattering monk beside him was quite unpleasant, he couldn't stop the real and full of joy between his brows.

Sujiu wobbled in Wukong's arms for a while, and was about to tell him about the past 300 years in detail, but she didn't expect the mortal Jin Chanzi in the last life to be so noisy.So he rolled his eyes blankly, straightened up, sat upright in Wukong's arms, and said expressionlessly: "I said monk..."

Tang Sanzang interrupted: "The poor monk's Dharma name is Xuanzang."

Su Jiu raised her eyebrows, looked at him with surprise and condemnation, and said softly: "This is your fault, Monk."

Tang Sanzang (⊙_⊙)? : "I also hope that the female benefactor will give me some advice."

Sujiu opened her clear cat eyes, as if she was bathed in the Buddha's light, she was inconceivably holy, and she said righteously: "There is a saying in the Heart Sutra: '□□, emptiness is form', and there is another saying: 'No Birth is immortal, not dirty, not increasing or decreasing, is empty law. Neither the past, nor the future, nor the present. Therefore, there is no color in the air. There is no feeling, thought, line, and consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body , mind, colorless, sound, smell, taste, touch, law, no vision, and even unconsciousness; There is no gain, because there is no gain.'”

Su Jiu took a breath, took a sip from the small white bottle that Wukong fed to her mouth, and continued: "All kinds of dharma signs and skins can be discarded, so why care about a name? If you stick to your own name , and forget the essence of this life, how can we comprehend the true Tao?"

Tang Sanzang's thinking is typical. First, he heard Su Jiu recite the content of the Heart Sutra, and then saw that she had such a bearing at a young age. The breath around her was as holy as the Buddha enshrined in the hall. At that moment, she thought that this female benefactor was also a Buddhist Middle-aged people, although the long hair is still there, but what about lay disciples?So he calmed down and listened to her explanation.

A smug look of complacency flashed across Su Jiu's eyes, and soon became clear again.

"You are a monk, so what's wrong with me calling you a monk? Although you shoulder the important responsibility of spreading Mahayana Buddhism, you are still one of thousands of monks, right? People should not forget their roots, and monks should not forget their roots. If you cannot face the essence of yourself as a monk, cannot accept the fact that all dharmas are emptiness, and cannot sincerely respect my Buddha, how can you pass on the profound and profound Mahayana Dharma to all living beings? How can you purify that longing? Redeemed and blessed toiling people?"

Tang Sanzang's feelings at this time can only be described as enlightenment!

What a profound statement!What saving words!

"It's the poor monk who is too attached to foreign things and has been educated."

Tang Sanzang sincerely made a Buddhist salute to Su Jiu, and then he recited scriptures silently during the rest of the journey, thinking about the morals he had just realized.

"Naughty." Wukong pinched the tip of Sujiu's nose, smiling indulgently and proudly.

Su Jiu sticks out her tongue, but doesn't argue.

With her two or two foundations, she can also fool Tang Sanzang, a young monk who admires Buddhism and has no deep experience in the world.

If it weren't for the fact that she has been copying scriptures steadily in Lingshan for hundreds of years, and occasionally listened to Jin Chanzi's explanation, she would not be able to memorize a single Buddhist scripture.

"Ouch-"

A tiger roared suddenly from a hill not far away, and the white horse under Tang Monk's seat shook, stopped stiffly, snorted, pouted impatiently and refused to take another step.

"Aww...~" There was another roar of the tiger, and from that sound, it should be closer.

The hooves of the white horse rattled uncomfortably on the spot, looking at the trembling arc, as if they would kick their legs and faint in the next second.

Tang Sanzang couldn't sit still anymore, he held on to the rein tightly, for fear that this useless beast would throw him away, then he glanced at Wukong again, although he saw that he had no weapons on him, but because of Guanyin Bodhisattva If so, I have some trust in him.

But seeing the roar of the tiger getting closer and closer, this person didn't move at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention to fight it, how could this be good?

Wukong is worried about holding Sujiu. It stands to reason that it is just a tiger, and it will be wiped out in the blink of an eye. But if he wants to carry Sujiu, he is unwilling to show a cruel and cold-eyed side in front of her, but if he is alone Go... He really couldn't bear to let go.

Seeing that the tiger was getting closer and closer, and the mottled tiger stripes could be seen passing by through the sparse trees, Tang Sanzang was anxious, and hurriedly said: "The tiger is coming!"

Sujiu nestled in Wukong's arms as if she had no bones, curling the corners of her mouth maliciously, trying to scare the monk, but she heard the soft roar of the tiger getting closer and closer, like a cat, why? So familiar...?

"Brother~" Su Jiu grabbed Wukong's neck, straightened up, and looked at where the tiger came from.

The galloping tiger had already come in front of the three of them at this moment, and she was shaking her head naively, her two copper bell-sized eyes were watery, her tail was raised happily, and she trotted towards Su Jiu with affection and trust. Come.

"Bah——" the white horse let out a long cry, rolled its eyes, and fell straight on the ground, covering half of Tang Sanzang's body.

"Ouch--!"

Tang Sanzang fell to the ground and was pinned down by the horse again. His eyes were almost black and he couldn't even get up.

Su Jiu didn't have time to pay attention to Tang Sanzang's embarrassment, she squinted her eyes with a smile, and happily greeted Laihu from afar.

Unexpectedly, meeting an old friend in a foreign land turned out to be this little tiger girl.

The little tiger who was a vegetarian back then, is now more and more shiny. I saw her transform into a simple and energetic woman in yellow shirt!

"Su Jiu!" Hu Niu turned into a human and greeted Su Jiu affectionately.

"Huniu~! I didn't expect to meet you here~!" Su Jiu also greeted happily.

Wukong squinted his eyes, and struggled to find a fragment about this tiger from the corner of his memory. Well, it is a friend rather than an enemy, so let it go.As Sujiu and Huniu talked about the past, Wukong waved his hand and pulled Tang Sanzang out of the white horse.

"Monster...monster!" Tang Sanzang trembled for a moment, gripped tightly the Nine-Tin Zen Staff presented by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and leaned closer to Wukong.

The corners of Wukong's eyes twitched, and he moved to the side again.

Tang Sanzang persevered and continued to lean over, panicked: "This woman is a monster, why didn't she surrender!?"

Before Wukong had time to tease him, Huniu took the lead.

Huniu's big light brown eyes were wet, and she looked at Tang Sanzang glisteningly, as if he had done something heinous, "You monk is so cruel, I don't kill, and I don't steal. For a total of 730 years, I have never eaten any meat, although I have not devoted myself to Buddha, I have at least been a vegetarian all my life, and I have no grievances or enmities with you, a monk, but you want to kill me when we first meet!"