The Monkey King

   Xuanzang was silent, completely silent.

   For a while, the surrounding atmosphere became extremely strange. The canopy, the roller shutter, and the black bear spirit all looked towards the little white dragon, even Tuo Jie was no exception.

   "What, did I say something wrong?"

  Xiao Bailong wanted to continue with the angry look on his face, but his hand was gently held by Tuo Jie, who was lying on the ground.

   For a moment, the little white dragon was slightly stunned.

   turned his face to Xuanzang, and Tuo Jie said softly, "Master Xuanzang, my cousin... didn't mean it. Don't blame him."

"No." Xuanzang shook his head slowly: "What he said is absolutely correct. If it wasn't for the poor monks who thought they were sheltered by you and spread kindness indiscriminately, how could things have gone so far? After all, their suffering All because of poor monks."

   Looking at the little white dragon, Xuanzang smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

  This smile, on the contrary, Xiao Bailong felt a little embarrassed.

   In fact, who could have imagined such a result? Not to mention that none of them cultivated the Dao of Enlightenment. Even if they did, do they know that there are still people in the country of Chi Chi who are ready to ambush them?

   In the end, this was actually an accident that no one wanted to see. It was meaningless to blame each other.

   Xuanzang didn't mention it again, and the other people naturally didn't say anything more.

  In the silence, time passed bit by bit, and the breath of those monks who suffered from heat stroke gradually weakened, but Xuanzang could only watch quietly.

   Every heavy gasp on the opposite side. It all entered his heart like a scolding.

  …

   Underworld, in a small attic, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata and Ksitigarbha King quietly looked at each other.

   "Buddhist Dharma is about debate, not being unclear. But it's more about doing." He lowered his head. King Ksitigarbha stretched out his hand to remove the bamboo slips that were placed in front of Zhengfa Ming Tathagata, representing the sufferings of Xuanzang and his party, and then took four bamboo slips and placed them in front of Zhengfa Ming Tathagata: "Mortal people are born, old, sick, and dying. No treatment, suffering among them, should belong to the 'suffering of disease'. The monks are afraid and cowardly. The suffering is attributed to Xuanzang, and it is called the 'suffering of resentment and hatred'... These are the four sufferings of monks in Chechi country today. Guess, can this golden cicada be cracked?"

   Looking at the four bamboo slips on the table, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata slowly shook his head: "I don't know."

"The poor monk doesn't know either." King Ksitigarbha smiled lightly, and said: "Let's go and see. If Jin Chanzi can really solve the confusion of this Buddha Dharma for centuries. Disciple's thoughts. From today onwards, the poor monk will firmly remember every bit of Jin Chanzi's journey to the west."

  Zhengfa Ming Tathagata laughed helplessly: "You are really serious."

   King Ksitigarbha also smiled and replied lightly: "Buddhism is more valuable than the word 'true'. If it is not the true meaning, what is the evidence for?"

  …

   In the capital of Chechi Kingdom, a young servant walked quickly across the long and narrow path in the courtyard to the multi-eyed monster and knelt on his knees.

   "Reporting to the national teacher. Just now, a monk came from outside the door. Ask the little one to give the national teacher a word, and also, hand over one thing to the national teacher."

   "Monk?" The multi-eyed monster lowered his head and sipped his tea. He didn't even look at the servant, and said leisurely, "Did you catch him?"

"No…"

   "No?" The multi-eyed monster immediately raised his eyelids.

The little servant said hesitantly: "Xiao also wanted to take him down and send him to Qiyuntai to be detained together, but as soon as the monk finished speaking, the person disappeared. No matter how much Ren Xiao looked, he couldn't find him. ."

   "Gone?" The three Taoist priests standing aside were slightly taken aback.

If the    is gone, it means that the other party has mana. Are there monks in the country of Chechi who have become Buddhas? Or...the West has also stepped in.

   All three pairs of eyes looked towards the multi-eyed monster.

   At this moment, the hand of the multi-eyed monster holding the teacup was already in the air, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

   "He, what do you want to hand over to this seat, and what words do you want to bring?"

The little servant quickly took out a piece of black jade slip from his sleeve, held it up with both hands, and said, "The monk said... The monk said that the person whom the national teacher has been afraid of will come back soon. Don't miss the opportunity, let the country Master...you can do it yourself."

   After saying that, the boy quickly lowered his head.

   The multi-eyed monster took the jade slip, his eyes slowly narrowed into a slit, and the three Taoist priests on the side looked at each other.

   "You step back first."

   "No."

  The boy got up and took two steps back, then turned and left.

   After the little servant left, the three Taoist priests immediately began to discuss.

   "What's the situation? He didn't mean the Great Sage, right? If the Great Sage will come back soon, then we really have to..."

   "Fuck! If the Great Sage is coming back, will those Buddhists be so kind to send us news?"

   "Maybe... There are also factions in Buddhism? Think about it, there are factions among us monsters, and there are factions in Heaven. Even if there are factions and battles between clans on Lingshan, it is reasonable."

   "It's just nonsense! There are factional disputes in Buddhism, and you are the king of the mountain when you are a Buddha! And there are factional disputes? If Buddhism was like this, how could the Great Sage lose?"

   "The Great Sage lost to the Tathagata, but not to Buddhism. What you said is a bit unreasonable."

   "I don't make sense? You should just look up two Buddhist scriptures! Let you be inexperienced!"

   "Tell me? Did you turn it over? Did you turn it over?"

   "Stop arguing!" The multi-eyed monster slapped the stone table heavily.

  Suddenly, the three Taoist priests shut their mouths and looked at the multi-eyed monster with wide eyes.

   "Don't be noisy." Angrily glared at the three Taoist priests, Duomu took a deep breath, sat motionless, and continued to ponder the jade slip in his hand.

   This black jade slip is very similar to the white jade slip used on weekdays, but it is obviously not the same thing. Stick it to his lips, but there is no sound coming from it.

   faintly. The multi-eyed monster can feel the weak spiritual power contained in it. It should be some kind of magic weapon. But... how to use it?

   Aside from the jade slips that were sent, what does this mean?

  People from Buddhism came to deliver the letter... Can this be a good intention? Unbelievable.

   But, if it's not good intentions, what kind of calculus is it playing? Is it to induce him to act early?

   According to what he knows so far. Because of the relationship between the water, Xuanzang's group has indeed been a little unhappy, but for the time being, there have not been many cracks. What's more, the multi-eyed monster has no idea when it will be able to tear open a larger rift. Just waiting, in fact, the multi-eyed monster's heart is more uneasy than anyone else.

  If Buddhism really wants to intervene to make Xuanzang and his party go smoothly, they can come blatantly. As long as they show up, not much. Three or five Buddhas are enough. Guaranteed to run away.

   If they are not ready to intervene, why would they send such a message to themselves?

   For a while, the multi-eyed monster was a little confused.

   Hesitating, he sent a trace of spiritual power into the jade slip.

  …

   At this time, the night was not yet deep, and as time went by, the monks who suffered from heat stroke in the square were already dying.

  The little monk ran to Xuanzang. Kneeling on the ground, kowtow: "The disciple's parents died when he was a child, and it is entirely up to the master to bring him up. The master is the disciple's reborn parent. Now the master's life is in danger. If Master Xuanzang is willing to help, the disciple will be a bull in the next life. Be a horse, but also repay the great kindness of the Master!"

   Xuanzang slightly opened his eyes and looked at the little figure crawling on the ground, his hands were tight and tight, but he didn't even have the courage to help him up from the ground.

   For a while, he was also a little flustered.

   He looked at the little monk and said, "Marshal. The poor monk has something to ask for, I don't know if it can be done."

  Tianpeng turned his head and glanced at him lightly: "Tell me."

   "I beg the marshal to extend the lives of the monks."

   After saying that, Xuanzang turned around and bowed deeply. Seeing this, the little monk quickly turned to the canopy.

   After this prayer, everyone else was slightly startled, but the canopy looked as usual. Just watch them silently.

   After hesitating for a while, Tianpeng stepped forward to support Xuanzang and the little monk.

   "It's not impossible to continue the life of spiritual power, but it can't solve this lack of water after all. Moreover, the longer it continues, the more spiritual power it consumes."

Looking back at the dozen or so unattended monks with heatstroke around him, Tianpeng looked at the other monks scattered in the distance, and said softly: "The longer the time, the more spiritual energy will be consumed. , I'm afraid I don't even have the strength to break through."

"The poor monk understands, it's just that... the poor monks are really too cruel to watch them die..." Xuanzang held Tianpeng's hand tightly and said, "If the poor monk's path to enlightenment must be paved by seeing death and not saving it, then What is the use of proving the Way? Even if it reaches the Western Heaven, it will only be a defeat!"

"You never thought that if our spiritual power is exhausted, how can we protect ourselves when the other party attacks us?" The little white dragon on the side said leisurely: "If it really doesn't work, don't give up. Let the great sage come back. .As long as the Great Sage is back, with his strength, none of this is a problem."

   Having said that, Xiao Bailong spread his hands with contempt on his face.

   Xuanzang was still staring at the canopy.

   After a while, Tianpeng nodded helplessly, turned and walked towards those monks.

   "Let's do it like this. However, once the other party has changed, you can only notify the monkey immediately. Otherwise, if you are not careful, let alone them, even we will be buried here."

   Looking at the back of the canopy, Xuanzang folded his hands together and bowed deeply.

  …

  In the courtyard, a crow quietly landed in front of the multi-eyed monster and turned into a human figure.

   "Sir, Marshal Tianpeng is using spiritual power to extend the lives of those monks!"

"what?"

   After saying this, the three Taoist priests were immediately stunned.

   "They can't be so stupid, can they? Can you... see clearly?"

"seen it myself!"

   "Sir!" The bearded Taoist priest immediately turned around and said, "How dare they use their spiritual power to continue their lives, until dawn, Marshal Tianpeng's spiritual power will be running out!"

"Yes, my lord!" The Taoist priest in the gray robe said quickly: "What I have always been afraid of is that the storm will not succeed. They dragged the time and recalled the Great Sage. If there is no Marshal Tianpeng, as long as we do our best, I think they will even There is no chance to recall the Great Sage! Don't miss this opportunity!"

"No, you don't have to wait until dawn." He spread the black jade slip in his hand in front of the crowd, and said in a soft voice, "This kind of jade slip is used to seal another kind of jade slip. There is no need for him to exhaust his spiritual power. , as long as we wait a little longer, we can start." (To be continued~^~)

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