"What!"
Sun Wukong stood up quickly and rushed to save people. No matter what happened before, Xuanzang was always his master, and there was no way he would do anything to save him.
Moreover, it was really embarrassing for the people he protected, Monkey King, to be burned alive.
"Wait a minute, he won't be burned to death for a while."
Chu Feng stretched out his hand to hold Sun Wukong's shoulder, and his expression of surprise turned into calm.
"This this……"
Sun Wukong scratched his paw, and the monkey's eyes moved wildly, as if he had an idea.
"Do you want to borrow the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield from the sky to protect Monk Tang and increase the intensity of the fire so that the monks in the temple will die in vain?"
Chu Feng asked calmly.
"How do you know what my old grandson is thinking?"
Sun Wukong looked at Chu Feng in surprise.
"Don't worry about how I know. If you do this, Xuanzang will definitely blame you. You might as well do this..."
Chu Feng whispered in Sun Wukong's ear, and Sun Wukong nodded repeatedly.
In Xuanzang's room, there was thick smoke billowing, the fire was raging, and burning wood and tiles kept falling down.
"Wukong, save me, Wukong, save me...cough cough cough..."
Xuanzang was so frightened that he was shaking like a headless fly. He was constantly being choked while shouting.
It was unlucky to say that suddenly, a strong mountain peak blew past the temple. The wind helped the fire, and the surrounding wooden houses were also ignited, and the fire increased a lot.
Many monks were also trapped in the sea of fire, including the elder Jinchi who ordered the arson.
"Help, help..."
"Who can help me"
…
Sounds came and went from the sea of fire.
The monks in the temple naturally gave priority to saving their own family. Some used brooms to put out the fire, and some went to the water tank to get water. They seemed to have given up Xuanzang's room all of a sudden.
"Help, cough cough cough..."
Xuanzang screamed desperately in the sea of fire. He fell down many times and was burned many times. His mind gradually became confused.
"master"
Sun Wukong's voice suddenly came from outside.
"Wukong, Wukong, save me quickly, cough cough cough"
Xuanzang suddenly woke up and responded excitedly.
"Master, you are only one person. There are more than a dozen people in the temple trapped in the sea of fire. I, Sun, should save them first."
Sun Wukong's voice came from outside again.
"This this……"
Xuanzang's mother's heart broke out again, and he actually forgot that he was still in the sea of fire.
At this time, there was a crash, and a piece of thick wood about two feet long fell down with lightning speed and hit Xuanzang directly. The wood was so heavy that it knocked him to the ground, which was even more fatal. The only thing is that there is fire on it.
"Wukong, I'm on fire, please save me."
Xuanzang endured the pain in his body and kept patting the fire on his body.
"Master, how is this possible? Monks should be compassionate. This is what you taught me. How can I ignore the lives of others for my own sake? As the saying goes, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? You should wait for me to come back!"
The Monkey King outside turned into the Holy Mother. You don’t need to guess who taught it.
"I, I, ah ah, it hurts so much, it's burning me to death. Wukong, save me first, save me first!"
The Holy Mother Xuanzang finally succeeded. A burst of severe pain came, and Xuanzang's head sank and he fainted.
Sun Wukong rushed into the sea of fire like lightning and carried Xuanzang out.
In other rooms, Sun Wukong didn't save them, and Chu Feng didn't save them either. People should pay the price if they do something wrong.
The fire burned for half the night before it was extinguished. Elder Jinchi, the master of the monastery who ordered the arson, was burned to death. Two monks were severely burned, six monks were slightly burned, and the remaining monks escaped.
At dawn, the surviving monks were cleaning up the ruins in a sad atmosphere. This night, the loss of Guanyin Yuan was too great.
Xuanzang, who was moderately burned, was bandaged up into a mummy by Tiger Erniang. He lay on a broken mat and groaned. He did not turn into the Virgin Mary and accuse Sun Wukong like the original work.
As the 81st difficulty, Chu Feng never misses any opportunity to attack his heart.
"Everyone, everyone, stop working and listen to me!"
The monk who was cleaning up the ruins stopped when he heard this and looked at Chu Feng.
"If it hadn't been for him, your hospital master wouldn't have died, and your brothers and sisters wouldn't have been burned so much."
Chu Feng pointed at Xuanzang who was wrapped up into a mummy and said in a deep voice.
The monks all had confused looks on their faces. The fire was ordered by the master of the courtyard. Through the mouths of the survivors, they already knew that it had nothing to do with this monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
"This disciple of Master Xuanzang has a body of copper skin and iron bones, and is invulnerable to water and fire. At that time, he could have rescued your master and fellow apprentices from the sea of fire, but Master Xuanzang did not agree, so tragedy happened. .”
Chu Feng pointed at Sun Wukong again.
After a few seconds of dead silence, the scene became noisy.
"You black-hearted Dongtu monk, we entertain you kindly, but you are so cruel!"
"Oh my God, why don't you strike this thief with lightning?"
"Xuan Zang, why are you so cruel? Look at how my junior brother Huineng has been burned. He is only fifteen years old. How will he return to secular life and get married?"
"It doesn't matter if he set the fire, or if he wants to burn you to death. He is still a child, so you can't forgive him even once. Xuanzang, your compassion has been eaten by dogs."
…
The excited monks wanted to come over and beat Xuanzang to death!
Xuanzang, who was covered in scars, had seen such a scene and was so frightened that he cast a look at Sun Wukong asking for help.
Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong once again transformed into a gold-level Holy Mother, with a look of compassion on his face.
"Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will? Master, you have done such a heinous and beastly thing, you'd better let them beat you to death!"
No need to guess, who taught this!
"Uh-huh……"
Xuanzang, who was bandaged too tightly, struggled desperately, unable to make any sound and could only keep humming.
The monks rushed over and greeted Xuanzang with messy things in their hands. The strange thing was that Xuanzang didn't feel much pain, secretly thinking that the Bodhisattva must be protecting him secretly.
After beating for nearly half an hour, the monks got tired and threw Xuanzang out. The Holy Mother Sun Wukong was also driven out.
Not only were Chu Feng and Hu Erniang not driven away, but they were also treated like uncles. After all, they were rich Taoist priests who had paid one hundred taels of gold. Who dared to offend them.
In the open space at the entrance of the temple, on a roll of bloody tattered mat, Xuanzang was lying seriously injured. He didn't feel much pain just now because Chu Feng's magic power was protecting him. Now that he has no magic power, the burned areas on his body It was broken and blood kept flowing out.
"Wu, Wukong, you, you are so talented, why didn't you stop them from beating me just now!"
Xuanzang's voice was weak and he blamed Sun Wukong as usual. No matter what the process was, as long as the result was not good, his disciple would have to take the blame.
"I heard this. For a time, the Buddha was in the Trayasa Heaven, teaching the Dharma for his mother. At that time, all the indescribable Buddhas in the immeasurable worlds in the ten directions, as well as the great Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas, came..."
Sun Wukong actually sat down cross-legged and read the scriptures.
"This, this is the Ksitigarbha Sutra, you must save the poor monks!"
Xuanzang spat out a mouthful of old blood in anger!
