The night was as cool as water and the bright moon was in the sky, making every tree and plant on the shore clearly visible, not to mention the lying Sha Monk.
"ah"
Following a hoarse roar, Sha Monk sat up suddenly. His bearded face was messy and his eyes were dull. It took him a while to come back to his senses. Today, he once again faced the blow of thousands of swords piercing his heart. punish.
Sha Monk did have resentment in his heart for breaking a glass lamp and being punished like this, but the other party was the Jade Emperor, so what could he do.
Dragging his tired body to stand up, Sha Monk was shocked to find that he had become a normal person, except for his beard that was a little thicker.
Suddenly, a burst of Sanskrit sounds appeared in his mind, and Sha Monk was shocked to realize that all this came from the Great Merciful and Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva. Soon there would be a pilgrim from the Eastern Tang Dynasty passing by. As long as he worshiped him as his Master, if you go to the Western Heaven and obtain the true scriptures, you can escape from the sea of suffering.
"Thank you Bodhisattva for your guidance."
Sha Monk bowed gratefully to the west.
Da da……
The sound of horse hoofbeats came from the woods to the east. Under the moonlight, a monk riding a white horse came over in a leisurely pace.
Sha Monk was confused. What's going on? The Buddhist monks arrived. Didn't they say there were still a few months? Could it be that the Bodhisattva had made a mistake?
According to the schedule, Xuanzang and his party would not arrive at Liusha River until late autumn, so of course it was not Xuanzang who came.
"Hey, is there a donor here?"
The young and handsome monk came closer and pulled the reins. He had a smile that made people feel like spring breeze. At first glance, he looked very similar to Xuanzang.
Sha Monk came back to his senses, clasped his hands into fists, but felt it was inappropriate, so he clasped his hands together, and said very humbly: "Did the eminent monk come from the Eastern Tang Dynasty to go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures?"
"No, the poor monk is from India."
The young monk shook his head in denial.
"India, where is India?"
Sha Monk looked at the young monk in confusion, and then noticed that the young monk's robe was very different from the ones he had seen before. The orange robe exposed the right shoulder.
"India is Tianzhu. Brahmins, that is, Hindus, are hostile to Buddhists, and poor monks fled here."
The young monk looked miserable.
"Isn't Tianzhu the largest Buddhist school? Why is there still a Hindu religion?"
Sha Seng's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.
"Well, it's a long story. Do you have anything to eat?"
The young monk's stomach suddenly made a croaking sound.
"Senior Monk, wait a moment"
Sha Monk, who was currently in a period of gratitude to Buddhism, jumped decisively into the Liusha River to get something to eat.
The young monk got off his white horse, found a relatively clean stone, sat on it, and waited quietly.
Not long after, there was an explosion on the sparkling water, and Sha Monk came back holding a pile of fruits wrapped in lotus leaves.
"Apples, bananas, oranges, cantaloupe, grapes, durian..."
The young monk ate happily.
The Sha Monk standing aside seemed to be hungry as well, reaching for the fruit on the lotus leaf.
"what are you doing?"
The young monk held Sha Seng's hand and his expression changed drastically.
"I...I eat fruit!"
A bad expression appeared on Sha Monk's face. This monk couldn't be ungrateful and wanted to take advantage of them all.
"You want it? If you want it, just talk. How will I know you want it if you don't tell me? Although you look at me sincerely, you still have to tell me what you want. You Do you really want it? Then take it! You don’t really want it, do you? Do you really want it..."
The young monk held Sha Seng's hand tightly and kept talking.
"you you……"
Sha Monk had never seen such a verbose monk before, and the corner of his mouth twitched. If it wasn't for the sake of Buddhism's desire to redeem him, he would have eaten this monk based on his temper two days ago.
"Don't be alone, which one do you want? There are more than a dozen kinds of fruits on this lotus leaf. Durian, you either have to forget it. Eating this thing is bad for your stomach. Apple, you either have to have it or forget it. I just said After eating it, it was underripe and a bit sour. It is not suitable for you who have not eaten. Let alone oranges and watermelons. To be honest, the flesh inside is white and tasteless. I really don’t recommend you to eat it... …It seems there’s nothing edible, so why don’t you stop eating.”
The young monk kept talking for a long time with a serious look on his face.
Sha Monk said nothing, his face as black as an iron pot.
"Uh, do you still eat?"
The young monk has a sincere expression and clear eyes.
"Ah, I can't stand it anymore..."
Sha Seng punched the young monk in the face.
Bang! The young monk fell to the ground and became motionless.
Sha Monk quickly grasped the young monk's pulse, but there was no sign of life at all.
"The monk I killed was from Tianzhu."
Sha Monk was so frightened that his legs swayed, he knelt down, kowtowed several times to the west, and confessed his fault.
The night is as cool as water, and the moon is bright in the sky. Full of fear, Sha Monk took the young monk to the woods on the shore, buried him, erected a monument without words, and knelt all night while mumbling.
Because, in the middle of the night, a cold wind came from the northwest, the temperature dropped sharply, and when it was dark, the river was filled with heavy fog, making it difficult to see clearly for dozens of miles around.
Da da……
Another sound of horse hooves came from the woods to the east, mixed with shouts.
"Junior brother, junior brother..."
Sha Monk, who was kneeling in front of the grave, suddenly stood up, with a look of panic on his face. He beat his junior brother to death at night, and his senior brother came to the door. How to do how to do.
Otherwise, run away first!
"Hey, donor, have you ever met my junior brother?"
A voice came through the heavy fog.
Sha Seng's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver. What kind of eyes was this? He could actually see it through so much fog.
"Donor, have you ever met my junior brother?"
The sound came again, and the person seemed not far away.
"me……"
Sha Monk looked at the grave, nervous and at a loss.
"This, this, grave, is it possible?"
A monk came out of the white mist and came to the tomb with a stunned expression on his face.
"You, your junior brother, were killed by me! I didn't mean it."
Sha Seng lowered his head to explain.
The monk glanced at Sha Seng, pushed the tombstone with trembling hands, and picked up the tomb with his bare hands, not caring that his hands were covered in blood.
When the face that was very similar to Xuanzang's and covered with yellow dust appeared, the monk burst into tears.
I don't know if it moved the heaven and earth, or something, but there was heavy snow falling from the sky.
Snowflakes are falling and the north wind is howling
The world is vast
A cut of winter plum
Standing proudly in the snow
Just for the sweetheart
…
After an unknown amount of time, the monk's cries fell silent, his eyes were closed, and he sat motionless.
Sha Monk felt something was wrong, so he stepped forward and checked his pulse. His expression suddenly changed. Another person died. It was over. Two Buddhists had been killed.
