Unconsciously, fifteen days have passed since the Gaojiazhuang incident, and order on the ground within a hundred miles radius has returned to normal. People should be doing business, doing business, farming, and living their lives as if they have forgotten the horrific events that happened before.
One flower blooms, one branch on each side.
About four to five hundred miles away, poor Xuanzang was walking towards the abyss step by step under the radiance of the Holy Mother of Sun Wukong.
Speaking of which, at the beginning, as Sun Wukong said, Xuanzang was walking with dozens of kilograms of things on his back. Although he was as tired as a dead dog, even though the soles of his feet were blistered and painful when they were punctured, even though his shoulders were covered with bruises and The blood stains would stick to the clothes every day, and it would cause severe pain when removed. However, the body was getting better and better. Compared with the soft appearance before, he could be described as half a man.
This should have been a happy thing, but Xuanzang's good luck ended here. I don't know if he had been brainwashed, but Sun Wukong's thoughts became more and more perverted, and actually...
Today is a clear and clear day, with blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, happy birds singing in the woods, and little spiritual beasts showing their heads in the grass, peeking at the strange monk sitting cross-legged. Blame the monkey.
The time gradually reached noon, and the sun became fierce. Xuanzang, who was sitting opposite Sun Wukong, had chapped lips, pale face, and swaying body, looking like he was about to die.
"Enlightenment - emptiness, for - teacher - reality - exists"
Xuanzang's energy was like a gossamer, and his voice was as low as the buzz of a mosquito.
"The Buddha said that there are 84,000 insects in the clear water, but no compassionate monk would have the heart to kill them. Master, don't you think so?"
Sun Wukong looked at the bowl of water between the two of them with a look of compassion, as if he were a living Buddha.
If Chu Feng were here, he would be surprised. When Sun Wukong spoke, a faint Buddha light flashed behind his head, as if he had reached a certain state.
It is said that Sun Wukong is a spiritual stone monkey who can understand changes, know the time of the sky, know the location, and move the stars to fight. His aptitude is first-class among the three realms. As long as he learns something, he can master it. Some time ago, under the advice of Chu Feng , treating the Holy Mother to Tang Monk, and at the same time devoted himself to reading Buddhism, he was assimilated unknowingly. If Chu Feng knew about this, he would definitely regret it.
Buddhism, especially the mythical Buddhism, is so evil that practitioners generally dare not touch it casually.
Sun Wukong is a very obvious example. He was possessed by the devil, no, he was possessed by the Buddha, and he also deceived Xuanzang.
After all, we are made of flesh and blood, how can we not drink water!
Xuanzang opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the clear water, his Adam's apple moved, and he felt like crying. Are you the master, or am I the master?
"Eight...eighty-four thousand insects, Wukong...Wukong, you are right, but...but I really can't bear it as a teacher."
As Xuanzang spoke, a halo appeared behind his head. This brilliance carried the aura of annihilation and death, and seemed to be ascending to bliss.
The strange thing is that this halo is bright on one side and dark on the other!
"Master, let's meet in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss"
Sun Wukong closed his eyes quietly. Of course he would not die, but Xuanzang would die, and he could go with him.
"Amitabha, we will meet in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."
The moment he was approaching death, Xuanzang felt a little more relaxed. Death was the only way to escape. It was too painful to learn Buddhist scriptures with monkeys.
The tightening mantra given by the Bodhisattva was useless after being used twice. Did the Bodhisattva make a mistake? There is no need for him to teach a monkey who is devoted to the Buddha.
It can be said that he was confused or his mind was clear. Xuanzang found that he stood up and his body involuntarily floated towards the sky. The monk sitting on the ground was none other than himself.
"Poor monk, dying of thirst"
Xuanzang felt a little sad in his heart. He didn't even see the shadow in the west sky. He died unexpectedly. He was sorry for the Buddha and the Bodhisattva.
But something even sadder happened next. Xuanzang found that he stopped rising and was sucked down by a cold force from the Nine Netherlands.
"Why, I shouldn't be going to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, how could I go to hell!"
Xuanzang went to hell in extreme confusion.
…
Netherworld Mansion, the tenth floor, Yama Palace, the master of the palace, King Yama, is very busy. This world is too big, and countless souls come to the underworld every day.
In addition, in recent years, the densely populated Central Plains area has caught up with the change of dynasties. The old aristocrats and various careerists of the Sui Dynasty have ousted the Emperor Daye from power at the cost of more than 30 million deaths, and brought the Sui Dynasty to its peak. Buried, resulting in a large number of ghosts!
Today, he had just sent away a group of ghosts when he noticed that a soul with Buddha's light came to the underworld. He took out the book of birth and death and checked it. He was shocked to find that this person turned out to be the reincarnation of Xuanzang, the second disciple of Buddha, Jin Chanzi. , this person clearly wrote in the book of life and death - Xuanzang, his life span has not yet expired.
Such a person could actually appear here. Could it be that the secret of heaven has changed!
While he was meditating, a holy and powerful force came to the underworld. Needless to say, he knew who was coming.
"Little king, welcome Guanyin Bodhisattva"
King Yama walked out of his seat and came to the front of the hall to wait.
There was a sway in mid-air, and Guanyin appeared with disheveled hair, bare feet and glowing body.
King Yama didn't take it seriously. He had seen Guanyin many times. Guanyin has thirty-three incarnations, each one different. Although he had never seen this one before, it was acceptable.
"Yan Jun, where is Xuanzang?"
Guanyin asked politely. After all, it was someone else's place. Even though he saw it, he still had to go through the process.
"Jin, uh, where is the soul of the holy monk!"
King Yama, stretched out his hand and pointed. In the endless darkness, as if he were thousands of miles away or in another space, Xuanzang, who looked confused and confused, stood stupidly.
"The poor monk came here to take him back. Is it okay?"
Guanyin's tone was still very polite.
"Natural, natural."
Buddhism is so powerful, how dare King Yama dare to say no.
"Thank you, Mr. Yan"
Guanyin stretched out her hand and drew Xuanzang in front of her, flying outward and disappearing in an instant.
"It's weird, it's weird..."
King Yama looked puzzled.
…
In the middle of the grass on a certain mountain, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared instantly and casually sent Xuanzang's soul into his body, while at the same time dripping a drop of Yangzhi nectar full of endless vitality.
The soul and body were united, and vitality reappeared. Xuanzang, with chapped lips, coughed violently, but felt a soft hand holding his neck, and at the same time a bowl of water was brought to his mouth.
Xuanzang took a sip, choked heavily, and coughed even more violently.
“Drink slowly”
A soft sound, with endless warmth.
Xuanzang took a few sips, squinted his eyes, and realized that the person feeding him water was actually Guanyin Bodhisattva.
With disheveled hair, bare feet, and a tired look on his face, Xuanzang was stunned when he had seen such a Bodhisattva before.
"The poor monk forcibly stopped practicing the holy method and hurt his soul."
Guanyin Bodhisattva explained.
"The young monk is ashamed that he has offended the Bodhisattva"
Xuanzang looked guilty.
