The bamboos are knocking and the moon is falling and dying, and the chickens are singing and the clouds are coming back to life.
Tang San was buried all the way out of Deguan, stopping at Famen Temple and Gongzhou City, and then headed to the Hezhou Guard on the border of the Datang Mountains and Rivers.
Along the way, the villages gradually became fewer and fewer, and the prosperity gradually disappeared. It was autumn at this time, and the red leaves of maples and poplars were falling on a few trees, and the faint clouds were flying in the wild. A sense of desolation and alienation came to my mind.
Tang San was buried on horseback, feeling sad in his heart.
"The sky is blue, the ground is yellow, the west wind is strong, and the wild geese from the north are flying south. Who is drunk in the frost forest at dawn? People always cry when they leave."
"Meiniang, wait for me!"
…
Wu Wukai found that since leaving Chang'an, something was always wrong with his master. He often frowned and seemed to be worried.
That's right, a verse about Tang San's funeral caused Guanyin to have a mental block.
There is also a pair of beautiful, bewitching eyes that always come to Guanyin's mind.
If Tang San had not cultivated, it would not be like this, but his current state is almost no worse than Guanyin, and in terms of studying Buddhism, Ananda is no worse than Guanyin.
Xuanzang was reincarnated for the tenth life, and he was even more famous for the meaning of the scriptures. He completely defeated the predecessor Cihang Zhenren and Guanyin who came from Xuanmen.
In addition, Tang San was buried in a later generation, and his knowledge of Buddhism was simply not comparable to that of this era. What he was reciting was the most famous verse of the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism, so it was strange that he did not get into trouble.
"hateful!"
Guanyin cursed secretly, but strangely enough, whenever she recalled that person and those eyes, she always felt something strange in her heart.
Wuwukai was startled and pretended to be deaf and dumb.
We don’t know either, and we don’t dare to ask.
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Heavenly Court, Qiming Hall.
Heavenly Court Finance Minister, Zhengyixuantan Zhao Gongmingzheng and Heavenly Court Office Director Taibai Jinxing expressed their bitterness.
"Old Li, you are an old grandson. Don't you have an idea of how much His Majesty's expenses have been recently?"
"How long has it been since you gave me such a list? Are you telling me how many people are needed to go to Lingshan for inspection?"
"It's still the highest level of fare subsidy. Are you going to pay for it?"
Taibai Jinxing smiled and said: "Oh, Lao Zhao, what do you think you are doing?"
"The work is public, and the body is your own. It's not worth it to make your body angry."
Taibai Jinxing sighed and said: "You also know that the fourth-level meritorious officers, the sixth-level warriors, and the heavenly protectors have been working at the grassroots level for thousands of years."
"I finally got a job this time. It's not easy to get a higher job title when I come back!"
Zhao Gongming slapped the table and said, "What you said is very light. I let you do everything. Anyway, I can't get the funds here."
Taibai Jinxing smiled and said: "Tsk, look at you!"
"I'll just settle the account with you first. At worst, I'll find someone else to settle the account like that monkey did five hundred years ago."
"You said it nicely, but now you can find someone as capable as that monkey? He can't even penetrate the Nantian Gate!"
"That's right...let me think about it!"
Taibai Jinxing stroked his beard. This Buddhist scripture-seeking mission is a Buddhist affair. So we can’t ask the other party to pay for it, right?
Besides, aren’t there so many people created by the West?
Is co-authoring a challenge to Heaven?
If Heaven comes out with a set of four levels of merit, you will have a set of Five Directions Revealing the Truth, which is a great skill.
There will be six Ding Liujia and twelve consecutive straights in the heaven. Good guy, you can directly come to the Eighteen Guardian Jialan and the big straights.
The Heavenly Court was forced to open its doors, and all the twenty-four heavenly protectors came to the scene. Only then did they give up.
It's just that those monks in the west have always been used to digging for money. It's more difficult than life to ask for money. If they don't come to heaven to ask for funds, they will already burn incense.
After all, Lingshan still nominally belongs to the Heavenly Court Department, and the plan for obtaining scriptures has been approved by Heavenly Court and filed with Heavenly Court.
If you really shamelessly ask for a magic weapon for funding, His Majesty's face-saving character will give him, Zhao Gongming, a headache.
"Let's see. I'll go see Tang San's funeral in a few days. Then I'll discuss it with him and bear the cost together."
"Then Tang San is the younger brother of the Tang King, and he is deeply trusted by the Tang King. This little money is nothing. Do you think this is true?"
After trying to say goodbye to Zhao Gongming, Taibai Jinxing rubbed his temples with a headache. What kind of things did the office director do in a day!
I'm almost having a neurasthenia. I wonder if Laojun has any magic medicine for this?
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In the Hezhou Guard, there were already the general soldiers and local monks stationed on the border. They learned that the imperial envoy, Master Xuanzang, was going to pass through here to go to the West to seek scriptures. They greeted him early and were all respectful.
Along the way, Tang San was aware that there were forces sent by various parties to follow him.
Unfortunately, if others don't jump out, I can't point it out, so I have to pretend, walking thirty or forty miles a day, pretending to be an ordinary person.
Not to mention sneaking out at night to practice with the Queen Mother.
After staying in Hezhou for a few days, the general of the Hezhou army insisted on sending two soldiers to escort him to the border. No matter how he tried to dissuade him, he refused to obey.
Tang Sanzan clapped his hands, what the hell is this!
I was afraid that I would lose two lives in vain, so I refused the arrangement of the Tang Dynasty King, and then he came back here?
This script cannot be changed...
These bastards, in order to arrange the disaster, how can they care about the life and death of mortals!
With many eyes and ears observing around him, Tang San was helpless and had no choice but to let the commander-in-chief arrange for two soldiers to lead him to the border.
It was still dark, the rooster had just started to crow, and after a meal of tea, soup, and rice, the three of them and one horse faced the clear frost and drove towards the border under the bright moon.
After traveling for more than ten miles, they came to a mountain ridge and saw that the mountain was a dangerous place. The two soldiers did not know that the disaster was about to happen, and they chatted and gossiped.
In the middle of the journey, suddenly all the people and horses fell into a deep pit. There were roars and killings all around, and there were gusts of evil wind. The pit was filled with strange little monsters.
Tang Sanzong looked coldly at these little demons that had not yet fully transformed. The two soldiers had already collapsed into a ball with fear.
If I remember correctly, this should be the first stop on the journey, Shuangcha Ridge?
If the three monsters here are guessed correctly, they should have been created by the old man from Taibaijinxing.
What a pity for these two soldiers!
Tang San asked: "This time we encounter monsters, I'm afraid it's more likely to be bad than good. Who are the two eldest brothers from? If the poor monks escape the disaster, they should support their relatives."
The two soldiers felt a little relieved after hearing this, and stammered out their hometowns. They were both natives of Hezhou.
Tang Sanzong said silently in his heart: "You two have suffered because of me, Tang Sanzhan, and I have recorded this cause and effect!"
"I can't rewrite the script, but no one can give me Tang San's eye drops without paying a price."
Tang San allowed these little monsters to tie up three of them and one horse and carry him to the monster cave.
He glanced coldly into the air in the distance and sneered.
Six Ding and Liujia hidden in the void were revealed in five directions. The guardians of the heavens and others were shocked. At that moment, the meritorious officer shrank his neck and asked the Jiazi divine general next to him.
"Did Tang Sanzun find us? Do you want to rescue him?"
"Don't panic, Taibai Jinxing hasn't summoned us to show up yet. If we make a mistake, we won't be able to afford it!"
Over there, Wufang Jieyi was also whispering to Protector Jialan. The two sides seemed to have discussed it and were ready to go.
There was a fishy stench in the cave, and a monster with a round waist and a wide body, a tiger's head and a human body was sitting directly above him. He was overjoyed when he saw that the little monsters had caught blood for food.
"Well done, kids!"
"Quickly wash up, I'm waiting for a fresh meal of blood today!"
You're so kind, you're quite hygienic?
Just as the little demons were about to take action, they heard two loud voices coming from outside the cave.
"General Yin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm glad to see you look as good as before. I'm glad to see you!"
"General Yin, you have a good harvest today. You have returned home with a full load. Congratulations! Congratulations!"
Good guy, this is so elegant!
