It's time for Tang San's burial performance.
Large sections of lines, shot to the end, not only express anger, regret, panic and other emotions, but also set off the entire atmosphere and pave the way for Wukong's departure later.
The lines, expressions, body language, and especially the eyes need to be performed very skillfully, which is quite a test of acting skills.
Tang Sanzong stamped his feet first, then pointed at Wukong, his whole body trembling slightly, "You, you... got into trouble, alas!"
He sighed heavily, shook his head and said distressedly: "These bandits who cut the path will not be punished by death even if they are brought to the government. You can just drive them away. Why are you hurting people's lives?"
Put your hands together and look up to the sky in a gesture of compassion, "We monks are compassionate. Sweeping the floor is afraid of killing ants, and we care about moths and gauze lamps."
His eyes fell on Wukong, his eyes and tone gradually became stern, "Why did you beat him to death indiscriminately?"
Switch to regretful state, "I don't have any compassion or kindness at all!"
He paced around a little, his body trembled, showing his inner conflicts and panic, and his speech speed increased.
"It's okay to be in these barren mountains. If someone collides with you when you enter the city, and you kill them like this, how will my innocent monk escape?"
Finally it was the monkey's turn. He scratched his cheek first, pretending to be annoyed and indifferent, and joked: "Master, if I don't kill them, they will kill you!"
Tang Sanbian stamped his feet again, with a firm expression on his face, and said with a serious face: "Even if I die, I will never indiscriminately hurt people's lives!"
"You kill six people at once, and if you report this to the government, I won't be able to justify it even if you are an official!"
The torturer sneered and said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, Master, when I was the king of Huaguo Mountain five hundred years ago, I don't know how many people died under my command. If I sued the officials, there would be a mountain of papers!"
As he spoke, he danced a stick dance with a golden hoop.
This monkey, add drama to yourself!
Not to mention, the effect is good and he has quite a talent for acting.
"you you……"
Tang Sanzian pointed at Wukong with a look of regret on his face. His trembling hands strongly expressed the anger and helplessness in his heart, especially his complicated eyes and twitching nose, which looked like a close-up of his face.
"It's because you are so lawless, wreaking havoc on the world, and deceiving God that you have been trapped for five hundred years. If you are still like this, you will not be able to become a monk and take the true scriptures."
"hiss……"
This sentence mentioned the monkey's sore feet. The torturer's eyes widened in anger, his teeth bared, and he slapped the golden cudgel in his hand and said: "It's so annoying, so annoying!"
"Since you said so, then don't bother me anymore. I won't be the Lao Shi bird monk and go home!"
The somersault clouds froze under his feet, "Old Sun, let's go!"
It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
When the camera turns, the panorama comes into the frame, using the bleak and desolate background of early winter to set off the sadness in Tang San's heart. Then it advances and freezes, sitting alone on the stone, lamenting to himself.
"This guy doesn't listen to the teachings. He just said a few words and disappeared without a trace! That's all. It's not destined to be a master or a disciple, so let him go!"
The camera lengthens again, BGM sounds, and it’s the end!
Tang San could not wait to applaud himself for a few minutes.
so perfect!
If I had a thousand thumbs, they would all be raised for myself!
After the play is over, Guanyin should be waiting for me on the road ahead, so do it as early as possible so as not to delay your get off work time.
He put the package on the back of the horse without riding a horse. He held the reins in one hand and the tin stick in the other, and stumbled forward.
The sun was hanging overhead, and it was past noon. Tang Sanzong stopped and was about to take a rest, when he saw an old woman holding a brocade dress and a flowered hat.
Coming, coming, she is really coming!
Tang San was buried with his forehead raised, Bodhisattva, can we be more serious?
In these barren mountains and ridges, there is no village in front of you and no store in back. How unreasonable do you have to be to transform into an old woman?
Buddhists have absolutely no professional qualities at all!
The old woman walked up to him and asked, "Where did you come from, a monk, to be so miserable?"
"Sister Guanyin, your incarnation is not pretty at all!"
Buzz…
Guanyin exploded again!
The last time I was teased by this guy Tang San, I felt bad all over. I felt groggy all day long and didn't know what I was doing. In the past few days, I had only used meditation skills to keep Qingming.
I want to go back to Luojiashan, but I keep making excuses to convince myself to stay here.
Although she couldn't spy on Tang Sanzong's actions, as the supervisor and executor of the scripture acquisition plan, she was familiar with the route, so she set up the Six Desires and One Level in front, preparing to send out a tight hoop.
Otherwise, if Tang San was buried alive and went to Lingshan in the future, his greed for Mo would be exposed.
It happened that the monkey was unruly, so I put a trap on it. Not only could I tame the monkey and use it as my eyes and ears, but I could also get close to Tang San's burial.
This time, Guanyin didn't even dare to take him with him for fear that Tang San would say something weird or do something inappropriate again.
Otherwise, if bad rumors spread, then she, a Bodhisattva, will never be able to see anyone for the rest of her life.
Unexpectedly, when they first met, Tang San gave her another surprise!
The brocade robe and hat fell to the ground. Tang Sanzian picked it up with a smile and patted the dust on it.
"You...how did you know it was my illusion?"
"The poor monk still remembers the smell of orchids on my sister's body."
Guanyin's face turned red, she glared at him and transformed back into her true form.
"Speak politely. What are you saying about sisters and sisters? A monk is not dignified at all!"
Guanyin scolded.
Tang San said with a smile: "Sister is in trouble!"
"I wonder what advice my sister can give me this time?"
Guanyin was so angry that she gritted her teeth but could do nothing, "Where is your new disciple?"
"Oh sister, speaking of this, I haven't told you yet. Why do you think you got a monkey for me?"
"If an official sees this and accuses me of cruelty to animals, is it unjust to get a lawsuit?"
"Also, that monkey has a bad temper. He killed six people at once. I said a few words to him, and he disappeared in a flash. It's freezing cold here. Where do you think he will go?"
Guanyin looked at her hands tightly, hold back, must hold back, must not do anything!
Tang Sanbian saw Guanyin's arms trembling and spoke again.
"By the way, sister. What brand is your hand cream? You take good care of your skin."
"The climate has been dry recently and the wind and sun have made my skin a lot rougher. Alas..."
"Tang! Three! Burial!"
"Sister, I'm here."
Guanyin is about to collapse. This guy is a devil, sent by God to torture her.
Let go, look away, forget!
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and he survived all the hardships!
Good guy, I forced Guanyin Bodhisattva to observe and see myself.
After reciting the sutra silently three times, Guanyin found that it was impossible to avoid. This was the cause and effect of her and Tang San's burial. She could only face it with fearlessness and resolve it with great wisdom.
Face it bravely!
"This suit of clothes I gave you is ready for your apprentice to put on. I have a reassuring mantra here, also known as the Tightening Mantra. Keep it in mind and it will help you conquer the monkey."
With that said, he passed a spell to Tang Sanzong.
After saying this, Guanyin Bodhisattva was about to leave, but felt a little empty in his heart for no reason.
"Sister, wait a moment!"
Guanyin's feet paused, and she felt a little bit of joy without even noticing it.
"What, what's the matter?"
"The poor monk had a different understanding of the Mahayana and Hinayana teachings that my sister talked about last time. I want to confirm it with my sister to trace the source."
"Sister has achieved the fruit of Bodhisattva. I think she can clear up the doubts in the mind of this poor monk!"
Guanyin pondered slightly, "Yes!"
