Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva didn't say anything. He stood up and walked towards Sun Wukong, who was sitting cross-legged in the grass like a statue. The Great Sage Qitian who made a big splash in the sky five hundred years ago has changed so much that the halo of Buddha behind his head is almost like that of a famous monk.
"Amitabha, it is a good thing that you have this predestined relationship with Buddha, but you are too persistent and have escaped into the devil's path and still haven't woken up!"
Guanyin's shout made a thunderous sound in Sun Wukong's mind.
Uh-huh! Wukong opened his eyes and was startled when he saw the weirdly dressed Guanyin Bodhisattva standing not far away.
"Just wake up, it's so good!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva has a smile on her face.
"Buddha"
Sun Wukong shouted subconsciously, and the previous bits and pieces flashed through his mind uncontrollably. At Guanyinyuan, he accepted the advice of Taoist Master Chu and treated Xuanzang as the Holy Mother. Later, he read a lot of Buddhist scriptures. Over time, he , people became trance-like and did many unintentional things. The most egregious thing was that Xuanzang died of thirst.
"Go west to learn the scriptures and don't cause trouble again."
This incident undoubtedly refers to not killing or injuring Xuanzang anymore.
"It's Bodhisattva, Lao Sun remembers it"
Sun Wukong nodded and said.
"Poor monk, let's go"
Guanyin Bodhisattva steps on white clouds and soars into the sky.
In the grass, a monkey and a monk faced each other, and the atmosphere had an indescribable flavor.
"master"
In the end, it was Wukong who spoke first, with a very strange expression on his face as he spoke. After all, there were too many people who tricked Xuanzang, and this time they even tricked Xuanzang to death.
"Wukong"
Xuanzang paused for a while and reluctantly called Sun Wukong, but he did not dare to go over. He was a little afraid of Sun Wukong. To be precise, he was afraid of Sun Wukong's compassion.
As the saying goes, what you are afraid of is what you are afraid of. The moment Xuanzang lowered his head, he found that he had accidentally stepped on a cricket to death. He was so frightened that he quickly looked at Sun Wukong. Seeing that there was no reaction from him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to turn around to get his luggage, a voice sounded that made him almost faint.
"Master, you stepped on a cricket to death."
When it was over, the taste was still the same. Xuanzang turned around slowly and looked at the cricket with a stiff face, a look of sadness on his face.
"Don't worry, I will give it life as a master!"
After trampling on a cricket to death, Xuanzang could only blame himself for a while before. Now, because of Sun Wukong, Xuanzang's mind was full of thoughts that could cost him his life.
"Death? Master, you are joking!"
Sun Wukong, who had always been a holy mother, looked stunned.
Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra on the spot, looking very sad. Sometimes he would steal a glance at Sun Wukong to confirm that he had read it correctly.
When Sun Wukong turned his head to look for the Ruyi Golden Cudgel he had thrown in the grass, a smile flashed in his eyes. After experiencing the Bodhisattva drinking incident, he just took advantage of the opportunity to regain his previous temperament. Being a compassionate monkey was too tiring.
Not long after, Xuanzang, who had completed his salvation, went to get his luggage.
"Master, let me carry the luggage."
Sun Wukong said quickly.
"no, I'm fine"
Xuanzang subconsciously took a step back, recited Amitabha again, and then turned sideways to pick up his luggage, feeling that it was extremely heavy.
It turned out that Guanyin Bodhisattva restored Xuanzang's body to its original state, and he was still the frail monk with thin skin and tender flesh.
Too bad, we have to do it all over again.
Xuanzang was full of resentment, put his luggage on his shoulders with all his strength, and walked westward with one step at a time.
Sun Wukong, carrying the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, jumped up and down to clear the way ahead.
The weather in summer was extremely hot. Xuanzang was so tired that he was sweating profusely after walking for a long time. He wanted to drink water. By chance, there was a small stream a hundred steps north. The water was less than two feet deep and crystal clear to the bottom.
Xuanzang's psychological shadow was too large. He glanced at Sun Wukong a few times and saw that he had no reaction before passing by. Just as he put some water into his mouth, a scream suddenly rang out.
Xuanzang was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. When he looked sideways in horror, he saw a python poking out of the soil five steps away from him with its head half pierced by a golden hoop.
"You killed it!"
Xuanzang said something subconsciously.
"No way"
Sun Wukong pulled back the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and asked with bright eyes.
Xuanzang looked at Sun Wukong. He only lasted less than three breaths before retreating. Wukong's eyes that gave him nightmares for many days were so terrifying that he didn't dare to look at them any longer.
"Ok, Ok……"
Bang, Sun Wukong hit the stick again, and another scream came from the soil.
"There is also a mother who has also become a climate."
"She didn't—"
Xuanzang swallowed his words halfway.
"Master, can you recite the tightening curse?"
Sun Wukong asked provocatively. When he first came out of Wuzhishan and put on the tightening curse, he would never have dared to ask this question.
The Tightening Curse, yes, the poor monk also had the Tightening Curse. Xuanzang was about to burst into tears. The weapon given by the Bodhisattva to subdue the monkey was only used twice.
But, it can’t be used!
What should I do if the monkey becomes merciful again?
"The tightening curse has been useless for so long that the poor monk can't remember it."
Xuanzang said humiliatedly.
"oh"
The expression on Sun Wukong's face seemed to be a little regretful.
What kind of expression is this? Believe it or not, the poor monk is chanting sutras now, Xuanzang said with resentment in his heart.
"There are many dangerous things by the water. Master, I will wait until I, the old grandson, have explored the path before drinking water!"
Sun Wukong reminded him a few words and left without looking back.
Not bad, not bad, Xuanzang felt inexplicably relieved.
…
Gaojiazhuang, in a courtyard of the Gao family, several servants stood at the door, peeking in secretly, showing expressions of astonishment from time to time, but not daring to make a sound.
Suddenly, there was a roar, followed by a childish cry.
"I am a big baby"
"You are Hongba"
Chu Feng's voice corrected him.
"I am Hongwa"
The childish voice said weakly.
"Hongwa, go to Yunzhan Cave in Fuling Mountain immediately and see what happened to the pig."
Chu Feng's voice said again.
"good"
A childish voice responded.
"I am coming too"
It was actually the voice of Grand Duke Gao.
"Alright"
Chu Feng's voice agreed.
…
Yunzhan Cave in Fuling Mountain is filled with evil spirits and the temperature is frighteningly low. On a jade bed filled with pearls, Zhu Bajie, wrapped in rags, eats cakes he got from nowhere.
However, he didn't seem to have come out of the shadows some time ago. As long as there was a slight movement in the cave, it was enough to scare him.
There was a loud bang, and the entire Fuling Mountain was shaking, as if it had been hit by something huge.
"Zhu Bajie, don't hide in there and make no sound."
"I know you're at home. You're capable of robbing women, so why can't you open the door?"
"Open the door. You have the ability to snatch women. You have the ability to open the door. Don't hide in there and make no sound. I know you are at home."
"Hmph | You have the ability to rob women. You have the ability to open the door. Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home."
"Bah, open the door, open the door, open the door, open the door, open the door."
…
Gao Taigong's loud call kept ringing at the door.
