At the moment when the little monk was thrown to the ground by a wild wolf and let out a roar...
A "click!" sound sounded in his ears.
Then a huge wolf head flew out from in front of his eyes. Before a blood arrow could pour out, a "Boom!" sounded.
This time, it was the little monk who was so frightened that he hit the wild wolf with his palm and knocked it out.
Looking at the grinning wolf head in front of him, the little monk was so frightened that he murmured: "Thank you, brother."
Sanzang behind him was still chanting sutras. The only one who could save his life at this time was his brother Li Xiuyuan who was hiding in the dark.
Li Xiuyuan on the mountain sighed and replied: "Don't be afraid, this is the best time to hone you."
The little monk nodded, indicating that he understood what his brother meant.
It turns out that my brother is not unwilling to take action, but he just wants to use these wild wolves as his own whetstone. This is what his master, the old monk, taught him back then.
It's a pity that the Buddhist temple under the snow-capped mountains didn't give him a chance to practice at all.
Taking a deep breath, the young monk did not look back at Sanzang who was chanting sutras, but tightened the bow and arrow in his hand.
With his brother here, he can safely fight the wild wolves here.
While the two were talking, three more wild wolves roared and rushed over. Ignoring the corpses on the ground and the bow and arrow in the young monk's hand, they charged again.
They were angry and wanted to eat not only the two trembling horses, but also the two people in front of them.
The little monk roared angrily, and the bow and arrow in his hand shot out again. At the moment when the iron arrow shot out, he pulled out the iron sword from his waist.
"Ouch!" There was a sound, and in the eyes of the little monk, two giant wolves fell down.
He knew that his brother shot one of them.
Looking at the remaining wild wolf that was rushing toward him, the little monk held his sword in both hands, slashed forward with a sword like lightning, and stabbed directly into the chest of the wild wolf.
With a shrill howl, the iron sword in the little monk's hand was instantly drawn out and stabbed into its neck again.
Throwing away the iron sword in his hand, he picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, took a breath, and once again aimed at the wolves that were ready to charge at any time.
There is no longer a look of fear on his face. With his brother here, no danger or difficulty, not even the threat of death, can scare him.
"Ouch..." sounded.
This shrill roar was more miserable and terrifying than any wild wolf's roar.
This time, it was Li Xiuyuan who was on the mountain who finally found the alpha wolf. He took out his bow and arrow and shot it, hitting the mountain-like alpha wolf in the head.
It was a silent fight, with chilling roars echoing across the wasteland.
The remaining dozen wild wolves saw the first wolf falling down after being hit by an arrow, with a look of despair in their eyes.
The roars turned from fierce to frightening. Just when the little monk was about to shoot another arrow, he heard a "Ouch!" sound.
The wolves ran back with a roar, and after a while, they disappeared from the young monk's eyes.
Under his silent gaze, the wild wolf lying on the wasteland suddenly burst into flames, and Li Xiuyuan's instructions came to his ears.
When Xiao Shang put away his bow and arrow, he picked up the iron sword on the ground.
When he looked up again, he saw a black Zen staff stuck in the yellow sand in front of him.
Li Xiuyuan's faint voice sounded in his ears: "Just give it to Sanzang, just say it is what the old monk Huiwei meant... After we leave Guazhou, we will be together..."
After much deliberation, Li Xiuyuan asked the young monk to give Sanzang the Zen staff.
In his opinion, if the cause and effect with Tripitaka can be reduced, it will be reduced. He does not want to affect Tripitaka's practice of Buddhism.
The little monk looked at the blazing flames on the wasteland, and then looked back at Tripitaka who was still chanting sutras silently.
He couldn't help but feel proud, and said in the air: "Brother, don't worry, Wuliang has grown up."
After sighing, Li Xiuyuan replied: "Go to sleep, I'll watch from here."
The little monk nodded and looked at the dying flames in the wilderness, knowing that these wild wolves would probably not come again tonight.
So, he walked up to Sanzang and said, "Brother, the wolf has escaped. We can rest now."
Sanzang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the disappearing flames on the wasteland.
A gust of wind passed by, and there was no longer the smell of blood in front of him. He said quietly: "Go to sleep, we will still be on the road tomorrow."
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Watching the scene in front of him silently, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Sanzang, if you weren't a young monk, how would you have walked to Tianzhu?"
The horse behind him whimpered, ran to the side and lay down on the ground to dream.
When the danger was eliminated, Li Xiuyuan took out the water bottle and took a sip. He took out his sleeping bag and sat on the ground, preparing to rest here.
The leader of the pack is dead, so at least he is safe tonight.
Looking up at the moon in the sky, I couldn't help but sigh quietly. The journey of thousands of miles has just begun. I don't know what kind of dangers I will encounter later.
Sanzang was compassionate, and the little monk grew up overnight.
The road ahead was long. He didn't know what the little monk's temperament would be like when he accompanied Sanzang to Tianzhu.
It seems that after passing Guazhou, he will have a good chat with the young monk about his future life path.
In this way, until the ugly moment, when there was no danger anymore, I rested on the sleeping bag for a while.
The night wind whined, and there was no longer the sound of howling wolves, but it carried the resentment of a lonely soul in the desert.
Li Xiuyuan dreamed again.
However, this time he dreamed of a stranger, a man from a foreign land that he had never seen before.
The night wind stirred up yellow sand and filled the air. Li Xiuyuan looked at the sudden appearance of the man through the black gauze scarf around his face and was confused, wondering where did you get out.
The middle-aged man in Western costumes opened his eyes with difficulty and glanced around.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan in front of him, he sighed quietly and asked, "Brother, where are you going?"
Li Xiuyuan did not answer immediately, but asked: "Who are you? How come you are in this wilderness?" For a stranger, it is natural to be cautious.
The man looked at the moon in the night sky and replied with a wry smile: "I am Ebony, and I was killed by these wild wolves in the wilderness..."
Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan was speechless.
It turned out that this unlucky guy spent the night with the caravan here, and was attacked by a pack of wolves... In the end, his companions escaped, but he died here...
It seems that the little monk and Sanzang are not in danger along the way.
Along the way, Li Xiuyuan saw countless bones and corpses in the wilderness, but he was helpless.
The desert is also a jungle, with wolves and bandits.
After thinking for a while, he said in a low voice: "I am from the Tang Dynasty. I am going to Suiye City in the Western Region. Where is your hometown?"
Wu Mu was obviously very surprised and sighed: "I didn't expect that I am from the Tang Dynasty. No, you still want to go to Suiye City? Where are you going to do business?"
"No, I just want to go there and have a look."
With a trace of depression lingering in his chest, Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "I am accompanying the two people at the foot of the mountain... They are going to Tianzhu to obtain Buddhist scriptures."
For a dead person, Li Xiuyuan naturally had no need to hide it.
Ebony nodded.
After pondering for a while, he tried to say: "Okay, brother, can you do me a favor? In the next life, Ebony will work as a cow or a horse to repay my kindness."
Li Xiuyuan asked curiously: "Is there anything you need my help with?"
From his point of view, it would be okay if he just fell for it, but if this guy made unreasonable demands, he would probably wave them away.
After all, I am not afraid of ghosts.
"This is just a matter of convenience for me."
Wu Mu looked at the moon in the night sky and said leisurely: "We businessmen in the Western Regions are just like you people in the Central Plains. We all want to return to our roots and return to our hometown..."
"My hometown is Suiye City, where I want to go... Please help me fulfill this wish. May the gods and Bodhisattvas bless you on your journey safely, and may your friends reach Tianzhu safely..."
Li Xiuyuan was speechless for a moment.
The dead have long since passed away, how would the living be aware of it? I wonder how Wu Mu’s family is feeling at this time?
At that moment, he thought of his mother... He went from Fengyun City to the Apricot Blossom Valley above Tianjiutian. Even his sister's children had grown up, and he couldn't go home yet.
Wu Mu continued: "Did I pass by Broken Leaf City, or do you plan to stay there for a while?"
"I plan to live in Suiye City for a year and a half to see the local customs and customs there, and then return to the Tang Dynasty."
Wu Mu pondered for a moment and said, "Brother, if you don't mind, you can stay in my house for a while..."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head.
After thinking for a while, he replied: "I like to be alone and quiet, and don't want to disturb anyone."
Wu Mu smiled bitterly and said: "I only have a few bones left and some money from business. I asked my brother to help me bring my poor woman and child..."
Li Xiuyuan was stern when he heard this and said seriously: "Since I promised you, I will not let your family down."
Wu Mu admired: "My brother is a hero, and he will definitely dominate the world in the future."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "I am not a hero, I am just a passerby. I want to go to your hometown to see the scenery. After seeing it, I will leave..."
Regardless of whether Wu Mu could understand him or not, he had to express some of his thoughts.
Tell it to the moon in the sky, tell it to the parents in the starry sky.
Wu Mu lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said: "To express my gratitude, I will keep half of my gold coins and give the rest to my children and women."
"You think too much, your gold coins are not of much use to me."
Li Xiuyuan sighed, thinking that this guy was indeed a kind person. He was afraid that he would feel resentful, so he had to give half of the gold coins he earned to his family to him.
And he gave many of his own gold coins to the young monk Sanzang and the two of them, so how could he embezzle your money?
Thinking of this, he replied with an upright face: "Don't worry, I will bring everything to your family."
"That's it, thank you." Ebony said shyly.
Li Xiuyuan nodded: "You should go to reincarnation as soon as possible and let go of everything in the world. This is no longer your world."
Upon hearing this, Wu Mu immediately fell to the ground and knelt down, and told Li Xiuyuan his address in Suiye City and the names of his family members.
Li Xiuyuan clasped his hands together and quietly recited the Rebirth Mantra.
"Go in peace...Namo Amitabha Night, Duotagadu Night..."
The scriptures were gently spit out from Li Xiuyuan's mouth, and a faint light shone on the ebony body. Gradually, the ebony turned into dots of fluorescent light, slowly rising into the night sky.
In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared from Li Xiuyuan's eyes.
Just as Li Xiuyuan fell into a deep sleep, a breeze blew up the yellow sand around him, revealing a few bones and a sheepskin bag.
From a distance, I thought of the old Taoist voice: "Speaking of Bodhisattva, this guy was always fussy with me on the mountain, but he became more generous when he came down the mountain."
The Bodhisattva sighed and said: "This is an interesting child. You can either go and have a look. I will leave this world in a while."
The old Taoist shook his head: "I'm leaving too. If this guy can save those two monks, he can naturally fulfill his agreement with that guy."
The Bodhisattva smiled faintly: "Good thoughts and good fruits blossom and bear fruit. He is really a good boy..."
The old Taoist shook his head: "The monsters on the mountain can't do anything to him, and he will be tricked by the monsters in this world? I don't believe it!"
The Bodhisattva waved his hand, but three drops of nectar fell on Li Xiuyuan, Sanzang and the young monk.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan in his dream, he said softly: "You tested him on the mountain, and the resentful souls in the desert can't stop him. It's a pity that he won't be your disciple."
