[Red Mansions] The Great Sage gets married

King Lunzhuan, King Biancheng and other Nine Lords of Yan had been killed by King Qin Guang, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva passed away again, so Jiangzhu had to look for Venerable Mulian.

Venerable Mulian is the favorite student of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and his compassion for the world is not inferior to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.The Bodhisattva made a great wish and swore that he would not become a Buddha if the hell was not empty, so the Venerable Mulian helped him to transform the grieving ghosts in the city of vain death.

The ghosts who died in vain could not bear the sacrifices of future generations, so the burnt cigarettes, candles, money and jewelry were all kept by Venerable Mulian, and returned in full after the resentment and obsession dissipated.

But ghosts also have worries about food and clothing, so His Holiness encouraged them to make something and come to him in exchange for a small amount of money to live on.

Tens of thousands of years of money have been accumulated, even if the Venerable gave a part of the money, there is still an unimaginable accumulation of huge gold mountains.

Venerable Mulian, dressed in plain white robes, saluted Jiangzhu with a Buddhist bead in his hand, "Your Majesty has seen the old man, but she has let go of her obsession?"

The sleeves of the crimson pearl robe were lightly raised, and the wide sleeves swaggered, "Thank you for your convenience."

She is a living soul, if Venerable Mulian hadn't let her go secretly, she shouldn't have entered the city smoothly.

Venerable Mulian chanted the Buddha's name, shook his head, and said, "My lady is a god and beast, and it must be the Bodhisattva's wish to come here. The monk is also following the Bodhisattva's last order, so I don't deserve a thank you from my lady."

Jiangzhu had never met Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but she had heard many stories about him. Now that she has benefited from him, she felt even more grateful.

His Holiness did not feel sentimental.Bodhisattvas cherish the common people and seek benevolence to obtain benevolence. It should be a happy event.

"What's the matter with your mother?"

Jiangzhu was naturally for the children of Zhennu, she said: "Among the mountain people who died in the flood in Fengshan, there are a few children who have reshaped their bodies."

The Venerable nodded, "They are not dead souls if they have a physical body, they can go to the upper realm to live their lives."

Jiang Zhu shook her head, "They have very little relationship with their parents, so they have severed the relationship after going away..."

"What do you mean, madam?"

Those people in Fengshan are the earliest batch of grieving ghosts in the city. Venerable Mulian has been in the city for tens of thousands of years, and he is familiar with them. reincarnation.

"I hope His Holiness can teach them."

Although the rank of ghosts and immortals is at the bottom, but in the future, if you become a city god, a judge, or even a ghost messenger who seduces souls, as long as you have hope, you will not be trapped to death by this city.

Venerable Mulian put his palms together and bowed to her, "Your Majesty is very kind."

She could have planned more benefits for them, but she chose to give them hope.

The underworld diffuses dead energy, which symbolizes death and the end, and is the most hopeless place in the world.

But here is another beginning?

Jiang Zhu caressed her temples, and smiled with downcast eyes, "Besides, there is one more thing to discuss with the Venerable. I would like to borrow a few treasuries of gold and silver from the Venerable."

The Venerable laughed dumbfoundedly.

It turns out that even though she is above the Nine Heavens and has already become a saint, Empress Jiangzhu still has difficulty breaking her mind.

"Your Majesty was entrusted to the Lin family in Gusu in this life. Lin Hai once deposited nine treasuries of gold here for his deceased wife and young son to spend. But the mother and son of Lin Jia's family have never entered the underworld, so they have never withdrawn it. If you want to use the money, you will use it." Take it from here, just remember to make it up in time after returning the yang, and you must be filial to your father."

Putting aside the matter of gold and silver for now, Jiang Zhu asked in astonishment: "What do you mean by not entering the underworld?"

The Venerable laughed and said: "The woman couldn't bear to leave, so she took her dead son to stay at home. Because she is a descendant of the Duke, she has some blessings, and Yan Jun is not easy to force her, so I have to let her go."

Jiang Zhu frowned slightly, "I've never seen it before..."

"This is because of fighting Buddha."

The Venerable explained, "Dead souls are too dark, which hinders the life span of the living. But Lin Hai wanted to die with the intention of killing himself, so Yan Jun ignored it. Later, Dou Zhan Buddha went to Yangzhou to heal Lin Hai. Jia's mother and son helped them to attach themselves to Lin Haimeng, so they lived in peace."

Jiang Zhu didn't expect such a thing to happen here.

The medicine stone can relieve the disease of the body, but it cannot cure the disease of the heart.It turned out that Lin Ruhai's illness was secondary. He was soothed in his dream that he was willing to survive.

"Let's take all of the nine treasuries." Jiangzhu was full of emotion in her heart, turned around and walked away slowly, "Honorable Liangkulao is handed over to everyone in Fengshan, and the rest will be used to open the city in vain."

Since we want to live in the city, let it be more popular.

I hope that when she comes here again, there will be colorful lights hanging high in the dark and gloomy City of Death, people hawking along the street on both sides, children watching in groups of three and four, and adults also have their own hope of making a living.

Venerable Mulian recited a Buddha, and immediately set about making arrangements.

In addition to gold and silver, there are many handicrafts made by the city residents, and the stalls in Wushi City can be set up quickly.

Chanting scriptures can only dispel obsession and hatred. To truly save a person, it should be to plant the seeds of hope in his heart.

Venerable Mulian felt something in his heart, and the Brahma light on his head was fleeting.

Mahavira Hall.

After Wukong broke the lotus, the false Buddha sitting on the lotus platform vomited blood, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

Wukong fluttered his cloak, and the golden cudgel in his hand raised his fighting spirit.

Knocking down his angry blow with a stick, Wukong stroked the phoenix wings on his head, "I advise you to wait a moment and make a move."

"Oh?"

The false Buddha had a bad heart, but he still insisted: "If you are afraid, then submit to this seat, and the three worlds can be shared with you!"

Wukong ignored him to call for safety, and just blew on the golden cudgel, and the sixteen relics that the fake Buddha forcibly brought into the shrine felt the call, and rushed to fly out of the body.

All the forces surged and impacted, and the false Buddha's throat was sweetened, and he vomited a mouthful of blood again.

"I have persuaded you." Wukong shook the phoenix wings on his head, showing an innocent look, "You can't chew as much as you want. You are so old, why don't you understand this truth?"

The false Buddha was furious and shouted: "You let me get the relic on purpose, isn't it just for this moment?"

The golden cudgel danced wildly in the palm of his hand, Wukong took a leisurely look at all the bodhisattvas, king vajras, heavenly kings, and true kings present here, shook his head and said: "Everyone is negligent in cultivation, and now they are restrained by others, acting as minions for tigers, really throwing people to death !"

All the gods and buddhas in the house had their eyes blurred, and they only waited for the order from the false buddha to go forward and kill the hozen.

The pseudo-Buddha was lucky enough to suppress his injuries, and with a wave of his hand, a layman wearing a crown came out from the back of the hall.

"Monkey King, do you recognize her?"

Wukong frowned without a trace, waved his hand and said: "I know, it's too illusory to be a scattered fairy. Now you even want to become a general for such a low-level fairy, can't you introduce them to Lao Sun one by one?"

"Tough mouth." The false Buddha laughed loudly, "Tell him, what happened to that crimson pearl!"

Dashi Zhong Qing said dumbly: "Exhausted the skills, pushed down the 33rd layer of heaven, and fell into the vortex of the sea of ​​clouds."

Wukong's murderous intent suddenly appeared, the one who was close was injured by his strong wind, blood was left on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know to raise his hand to wipe it away.

Master Zhong Qing was shaken several feet, and fainted instantly.

"I don't believe she's in trouble," Wukong flicked the stick, with wind in the corner of his eyes, "but you angered me."

The pseudo-Buddha made a gesture, and all the fans present rushed towards Wukong, and each used their housekeeping skills to make the blood of this arrogant monkey splash on the spot.

He knocked down Li Tianwang's exquisite pagoda with a stick, and Wukong knocked people down, turned around and used magic, and his body swelled several feet.There are also three heads and six arms each holding a Ruyi golden cudgel, dancing by themselves impenetrably.

Nezha flew into the palace, saw the pagoda broken in two, and couldn't help shouting hello.

After reshaping his body, he wanted to seek revenge from his father. Li Jing asked the Buddha, and the Buddha gave him the pagoda.The pagoda restrained Nezha's dharma body, and only then did the appearance of the father's kindness and son's filial piety be fulfilled.

Sometimes Li Jing forgot to support the tower, and when he saw him, he would turn pale, fearing that he would commit an act of patricide.

Nezha kicked away the fragments of the pagoda, and seeing Wukong fighting in full swing, he couldn't help arousing his fighting spirit, jumped into the hall, and transformed into three heads and six arms, each holding a magic weapon: "Wukong, I will help you!"

"Little prince, be careful not to knock out your baby teeth!"

Wukong blocked Wang Lingguan's golden whip for him, and with a joke in his mouth, he turned around and challenged the gods of the Thunder Division.

This Wang Lingguan is the head of the five hundred spirit officials who protect the teaching, and he has some skills in his hands.

At the beginning, Wukong made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace and entered the Tongming Hall all the way. If Wang Lingguan hadn't fought to the death, the Jade Emperor in the last hall still didn't know what would happen.

"Bah! You bastard, I kindly help you, but you've underestimated me!"

Nezha raised the demon-binding rope, tied the gods of the Ministry of Fire to their backs, knocked the demon-subduing pestle on Taibai Jinxing's waist, and kicked him to the ground.

"You old man is also here to join in the fun!"

Taibai Jinxing injured his waist and fell to the ground unable to get up. There was a lot of chaos in the hall, and he was about to be trampled on several times.

Wukong saw it at a glance, and only picked up his belt with a golden cudgel, and put it behind the pillar.

"Third Prince, Li Changgeng, an old man, has some kindness to Lao Sun, let him stay aside."

Nezha was swinging the hot wheel on Li Jing's face, listening to Wukong's words, he also took a distracted look at Taibai Jinxing.Seeing that although he couldn't stand up, he still wanted to crawl out to intervene, he couldn't help but said, "I'll give him a shot with this fire-pointed gun to make him pass out."

Wukong pushed the Lingguan of the Ministry of Water towards Nezha, and then pushed Wei Tuo in front of him, preventing Nezha from moving.

"Little prince, your spear is very sharp. I'm afraid that Mrs. Li won't be able to hold it, and Mrs. Sun is making me sleepy."

When he was the Monkey King in the past, he won many sleepy people from the King of Zengchang.In the past, many were sent out, and only one male and one female were kept as seeds, but now several litters have been born, and they have not been used for a long time.

He took out two from his waist, and blew on the old man's face, and it stopped immediately.

Nezha no matter how he placed Taibaijinxing, Hydrangea knocked down all the gods of the Ministry of Water, and then used the demon-cutting knife to support the Wei Tuo pestle.

He was born with a warlike and active heart, and it is so boring to bow to the heaven all day long.Showing off your skills in the Great Hall of Great Heroes now is like a fish in the water.

Yang Jian, who took a slow step, let Xiao Tian go, and opened King Qin Guang with a golden bow and silver bullet. With the three-pointed and two-edged sword in hand, he joined the battle group instantly.

These three killing gods gathered in one place, and none of them was fuel-efficient.Everyone in the hall couldn't fight for a long time, but most of them folded and went in.

Nezha said enthusiastically: "The three of us have reversed, Wukong will be the Buddha, and the second brother will be the Emperor of Heaven. I will give you some advice later on, wouldn't you be happy?"

Yang Jian covered his face and refused, "It's good for me to live in Guanjiangkou, and my uncle treats me well..."

"Hmph, coward!"

Nezha rolled his eyes at him, and went to encourage Wukong again: "Wukong, do you want to do it? The Heavenly Emperor and Buddha will make it for you, and you can eat whatever you want in the peach garden!"

Wukong fixed the stubborn Wang Lingguan, and recovered his original figure, "My wife doesn't like these very much, it's better to be happy in Huaguoshan."

As long as the flat peaches are ripe, he can always sneak in and have a full stomach if he wants to eat them, whether he is a heavenly emperor or not is the same.

Wukong smashed his mouth, and added: "Besides, no matter how precious this peach is, it is still rarer than Zhenyuanzi's grass."

Nezha bared his teeth and pouted, "He will give it to anyone! You are tired of eating those flat peaches, why don't you just starve to death!"

"We'll be full if we breathe the wind and drink the dew, and we won't die of hunger." Yang Jian stroked Nezha's head.

Nezha hated others to touch his head because of his height, and he was about to fight with Yang Jian. Wukong acted as a peacemaker, and the two sides made peace.

The false Buddha on the lotus platform gritted his teeth and raised his hand to smack his anger.

"What kind of sneak attack are you doing!"

Nezha turned his energy into anger, and said bitterly, "Didn't you see that I was dealing with Yang Jian? It's not your turn yet!"

The false Buddha stood up, conjured up the body of the golden-winged roc, and pecked at Nezha with his beak.

This time there was a tendency to split the sky, Yang Jian hugged Nezha, and turned his shoulders to the bird's beak.

Wukong pushed the two of them with gravity, and shouted: "Come——"

The roc eagle wailed mournfully, and sixteen relics came out of its belly, and all of them fell into Wukong's palm.

The false Buddha fell on the ground, looking at the peaceful relic of the Brahma sage, his eyes were full of madness and murderous intent.

"Why, why don't you obey me!"

He pointed at Wukong, "This miscellaneous animal has more Buddha-nature than me?"

Nezha and Yang Jian each held Wukong's arm, "Brother Monkey, forget it, Brother Monkey..."

Wukong took a deep breath, and poked the [-]-jin golden cudgel on the ground, creating cobweb-like cracks.

"The old grandson has no, has, one, root, miscellaneous, color, monkey, hair."

Nezha grinned and wanted to laugh, but was covered by Yang Jian's big palm, and could only make a vague sound of "Puff".

Wukong glared at the two of them, then raised his hand and threw sixteen relics into the air, "As for your Buddha nature..."

The phoenix wings on his head swayed slightly, and the corner of his mouth showed a villainous grin: "I don't know if my grandson has Buddha nature, but I am the ancestor of all Buddhas."

Or force it to him, the kind that can't be done if you don't do it.

The false Buddha was in a daze, and after a while he looked up to the sky and screamed, "Then what is the purpose of everything I have done!"

The palace was shaken by his unwillingness, and a few glazed tiles fell down.Wukong smashed the tiles into dust and watched them be blown away by the wind.

"Sweeping the floor will not hurt the lives of ants, but cherish the moth lamps."

"If these tiles fall into the world, more than one country and all people will be killed or injured." Ousi walked slowly in front of him, and Wukong squatted down and looked down into his eyes, "When you learn compassion, then think about becoming a Buddha. "

The false Buddha clenched his fist and punched Wukong, "It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be!"

Sun Wukong is just Sun Wukong, an ignorant beast who is fierce and fierce, a hozen who only became a fighting Buddha by flattering and flattering Tathagata!

"The Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas..." He muttered several times, pulling back his clenched fist.

"You deserve it too!"

The flesh and blood of the golden-winged roc eagle was devoured by him, and the black lotus that had been torn from the inside by Wukong suddenly appeared, covering the false Buddha's head, intending to display the last madness.

There are paranoia, cruelty and madness in his eyes staring at Wukong, but there is no hesitation.

Wukong gently closed his eyes, his face showing the compassion of Buddha for the first time.

If he hadn't let go of his ferocity back then, maybe this was his future.

The relic floating in the air turned into a beam of light and flew into Wukong's palm. He gently raised his hand, like a mother's caress, and landed on the lunatic's forehead.

"do not want!"

Peacock Daming King rushed into the gate of the palace, fell to the ground and used his hands and feet to climb up to the false Buddha, "Don't..."

The false Buddha stared blankly into those tearful phoenix eyes, not understanding why she was crying like this.

"Don't..." Peacock Daming King hugged him, his clothes were stained with blood.

This is not in line with the peacock's habit of loving cleanliness and beauty. She should be proud, beautiful, and unapproachable, not so embarrassed.

The false Buddha blinked, raised his hand and pushed her away.

It was because of the body of the golden-winged roc, and because of her brother's soul, none of those tears were shed for him.

"Mercy," he sneered, "it's a fool's joke."

The fire of life at the altar was dimly extinguished, and he closed his eyelids lightly, feeling tired like never before.

The petals of the huge lotus above the head fell off, and black rain began to fall from Lingshan Mountain, and the sound of the rain was very noisy.

Yang Jian hugged Nezha and watched the rain for a long time before turning to look at Wukong.

He has been standing in front of the window in silence for too long, so long that he doesn't look like Monkey King.

"I know why." Nezha covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered in Yang Jian's ear.

The more Yang Jian heard it, the more shocked he became, he put Nezha on the ground and jumped to pull Wukong.

Those wide and unrestrained eyes were full of blood red, and his eyes fell on Yang Jian, which made him feel a tremor from the depths of his soul.

——In these eyes, he was not only dead, but also completely dead.His body was licked into ashes in the flames, his soul was torn to pieces by Shura, and pieces floated among the mountains.

"Wukong..." Yang Jian took a step back, his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

Jin Chanzi came with a baby in his arms amidst the Sanskrit singing. He stood in front of Wukong and looked at the apprentice carefully.

This is not the Wukong he is familiar with, but it is also the real other side of Wukong's nature.

Putting the baby into Yang Jian's arms, Jin Chanzi smiled lightly and said, "That year when I was driving you away on the westbound road, you turned into a six-eared macaque and beat me up, and you pretended to be a ghost to try to tell the truth from the fake, because you were afraid of me. Angry and hate you?"

The veins on Wukong's forehead bulged, and he clenched his hands tightly to restrain the endless murderous aura.

"Bajie always slandered me and asked me to chant scriptures and curse you, you must blame him in your heart." Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and smiled, "But you have changed, haven't you?"

"Sweeping the floor doesn't hurt the lives of ants, cherish the moth lamp. This sentence is often said to you by the teacher, you remember it, don't you?"

"As a teacher, I was eager to arrive at Lingshan to learn scriptures. You said, 'When you see your nature and sincerity, and look back, you will find Lingshan'. You understand the Buddha's nature more than you do as a teacher, right?"

Wukong clenched his teeth tightly, and two lines of sweat rolled down his face.

"Teacher, do you still remember..."

"Kung Fu Buddha."

Golden flowers suddenly fell all over the sky, and in the fragrant wind, the woman with fluttering colorful sleeves grew lotuses every step of the way, walking in front of Wukong with great demeanor.

"I think the meritorious Buddha can make Wukong quiet for a while." Jiangzhu raised her hand to wipe the sweat on Wukong's face with brows and eyes.

Her voice was clear and soft, the one that reassured Wukong the most, "Don't worry, I'll be with you."

"Okay." He responded hoarsely, and continued the two-hearted struggle in the Lingtai.

Before celebrating Daiyu's birthday, he thought hard about how to deal with this catastrophe.

The calamity is inevitable, the destiny is imposed on him, and there is no way for him to retreat.Wukong repeated the calculation several times, and it was a game of death.

He was lying on the roof of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the night breeze was gentle, and under him were her ravings of a sweet dream.

He doesn't want to die.

Not only did he not want to die, he wanted to live for a long time.Only by living can I wait for my sister to awaken her memory, only by living can I get married with her, only by living can I have a little monkey!

Heart Ape had another second thought, that is, another "Wukong" split from his mind and soul was born.

His most ruthless and cruel side, the most ruthless and fearless side.