Zhu Bajie, who was hiding in the mountain col, was secretly shocked and confused. Just now, a bad wind came without any warning. It blocked the sky and the sun, and the moon shook and the stars fell. He could only hold Aowu and lie on the ground.
But this gust of wind came and went quickly. In a blink of an eye, the wind passed and the sky cleared. I don’t know what happened to my master and senior brother.
I had to take care of Aowu and my luggage again, and I didn't dare to leave at will to find out what was going on. I was unable to move forward or retreat for a while, and I had no idea.
While he was hesitating, he saw Sun Xingzhe coming from the west, Zhu Bajie rushed to meet him, "Brother Monkey, what's going on?"
"Good wind, good wind! I think I, the old man, can also call the wind and rain, but I am not as evil as this monster!"
Sun Xingzhe told the story of the fight between the two, and Bajie said in distress: "Bitter, how can I save the master?"
"Let's save the master first. Now we need to find a gentleman with eye problems to help my grandson take a look at his eyes."
"What's wrong with your eyes?"
"I was sprayed in the face by a breath of wind from the monster. Now my eyes are sore and cold tears are streaming down my face. I can't open my eyes and can't see."
Sun Xingzhe rubbed his red eyes, which were filled with tears and swollen like peach kernels. He was in great distress.
Zhu Bajie shook his head and said: "Brother, there are not even a single family in these barren mountains and ridges. Where can you find a gentleman to look at you?"
Sun Xingzhe said: "We are connected with Master. If we don't feel any fluctuation, it means everything is fine. Let's rest for a night and wait for my eyes to be repaired. Then we will come to rescue Master tomorrow!"
Sun Xing couldn't see, so he definitely couldn't fight. Zhu Bajie had no choice but to agree with him and make plans.
Li Changgeng said to Bixiao: "Fairy Bixiao, it's my turn, Lao Li, to appear. You can stay here for now, I'll be back soon."
After saying that, it turned into a golden light and fled into the distance.
Zhu Bajie took Aowu and the squinting monkey out of the mountain col. It was not until dusk that he found a house at the foot of the south hillside, with dim lights.
"Senior brother, there is a house in front of you!"
"This place is deserted and there are hordes of goblins. The appearance of this family is very strange. Junior brother must not be careless and act based on my glance."
Zhu Bajie looked at Sun Xingzhe, whose face was full of tears and his eyes were red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Pull him down!"
Knocking on the door of the courtyard, I saw an old man with a few strong men holding knives, forks and brooms. He said to Zhu Bajie: "I'm sorry to bother you, please do me a favor!"
"We are the disciples of the holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty who went to the Western Heaven to obtain scriptures. When we were passing here, our master was captured by King Huang Feng. We have not yet rescued him, so we came to stay for the night and then make plans."
"Sorry, there are few people here. The old man thought they were monsters and bandits in the mountains. There are many collisions. Please come in quickly!"
Entering the courtyard, the old man ordered people to bring tea and food. After the two of them had eaten and drank, they arranged for a bunk to be set up to sleep. Sun Xingzhe asked, "May I ask my father-in-law, is there anyone who sells eye drops here?"
"Oh? Which elder hurt your eyes?"
"It's not that it hurts my eyes. It's because I went to rescue Master today and was blown out by the yellow wind monster. It made my eyes sore and I couldn't see."
"You, little elder, are not telling the truth. The Yellow Wind is the most powerful wind, and it is not the spring and autumn wind, the pine and bamboo wind, the southeast or northwest wind..."
Gang Jing Zhu Ba Jie sneered, "It must be vitiligo, epilepsy, and migraine."
"This elder was joking. The wind called the Samadhi Divine Wind is the most severe. It can make the sky and the earth dark, make ghosts and gods sad, and put people's lives at risk. Only gods can be safe."
"Although we are not gods, gods are still our juniors." Sun Xingzhe sneered.
The old man suddenly understood, "It turns out that these few people are also well-connected. I don't sell eye medicine here, but the little old man has suffered from eye diseases since he was a child. He met a strange person and was taught a prescription."
"This prescription is called Sanhua Jiuzi Ointment. It can cure all kinds of wind and eye diseases. I wonder if the young elder is willing to try it?"
"I'm willing to try, I'm willing to try!"
The old man took out the medicine jar, picked out some plaster and applied it on him. His eyes felt cool, and Sun Xingzhe was overjoyed, "This medicine is useful."
"Little elder, don't be anxious. Rest peacefully tonight, and your eye problems will be cured tomorrow."
After finishing everything, the old man fell asleep on his own. Zhu Bajie took out his baggage and made a bed. Seeing Sun Xingzhe squinting his eyes and groping around, he joked: "Brother, your golden cudgel will be useful in the future."
"You idiot, do you think I'm blind? Although my eyes are sore, my mind can naturally feel the surrounding scenes."
"It's just that I'm used to using my eyes, so I couldn't adapt to them for a while. Don't talk too much and go to sleep."
The whole night was uneventful until the executioner woke up at the fifth watch and opened his eyes. He said with great joy, "The medicine is really good. My eyes are brighter than usual."
He turned around and looked around, only to find that he and Bajie were sleeping on the grass on a hillside outside. The people in the village had long since disappeared.
Sure enough, someone showed up, but who is it?
Tang San was buried and only told Sun Xingzhe that someone would show up to guide him to find Princess Longji, but he did not say who the guide was.
The torturer knew that Tang San had sent Heavenly Court and Buddhism to protect him in advance, but in fact he had sent away the gilded Liu Ding Liujia, Protector Jialan and other gods and generals.
Therefore, we also know that this person must be the one who guides.
The exclamation woke Zhu Bajie, and he rubbed his eyes and muttered: "Senior brother, why are you yelling if you don't sleep?"
"You look up?"
Zhu Bajie stood up and looked around, climbed up and said, "Ah, has this old man moved?"
Sun Xingzhe curled his lips, this pig's brain is hopeless!
But what kind of mystery does this lead people to make? You actually guided me to move reinforcements!
In fact, Tang Sanzong didn't know where the matter was going now, so he didn't send a message to Princess Long Ji.
And Long Ji didn't receive the signal from Tang San's burial, so he naturally had no way to instruct Li Changgeng on what to do next.
Sun Xingzhe thought for a while and said: "Junior brother, you take Aowu and your luggage and hide here. I, Sun, will go to the Yellow Wind Cave to explore the truth and then decide what to do."
Zhu Bajie nodded, "Senior brother is right. We are going to ask for a life-or-death trust. If master dies, then we will split the money and you will go back to Huaguo Mountain to be your king."
"I, Old Zhu, will go back to Gao Laozhuang to be my uncle, and Dragon Girl will also go back to Xihai."
Good guy, the Tang Dynasty's first-level retreating performing artist, Zhu Bajie has started his performance again.
Aowu looked at each other angrily, and Sun Xingzhe curled his lips and said: "Don't talk nonsense, you can talk to the master when he comes back, I'm going!"
Sun Xingzhe came to Huangfeng Cave again, thought about it and decided to sneak into it first, then he chanted a mantra and turned into a mosquito and flew into the cave.
Flying into the back cave, he saw Tang San buried and tied to a stone pillar. Sun Xingzhe landed on his shoulders and shouted softly: "Master!"
"Torturer? Why are you here?"
Sun Xingzhe told the story and asked, "The guide didn't show up. What should I do now?"
Tang Sanbian immediately realized that this was the case, and immediately sent a message to Princess Long Ji, asking her to notify Li Changgeng to show up immediately.
"Executor, I have informed Princess Longji that the Taibaijin Star will appear soon. You can do the rest as Princess Longji said."
"In that case, my grandson will go first."
Saying goodbye to Tang San's burial and flying back to the front cave, he happened to hear the yellow wind monster and the little demon talking.
"Your Majesty, I just went to patrol the mountains. I met the monk with the long mouth and big ears sitting in the forest, but the hairy-faced monk was not there."
The yellow wind monster pondered slightly and said: "Sun Xingzhe is not here. He was either blown to death by the wind or went to move reinforcements. There is no need to be afraid of him."
"Your Majesty, if Sun Xingzhe was killed, it was our fate, but if we bring in magic weapons, how can we do it?"
"What kind of magic weapon are you afraid of? With my wind power, except for Lingji Bodhisattva's Wind-fixing Bead, which can hold me in place, no one else should be afraid of me!"
Remember, you have to take the test!
Sun Xingzhe flew back with joy. As long as Princess Longji could borrow the Wind-fixing Bead, the monster could be eliminated.
But I don’t know if there are any other Wind-fixing Beads besides Lingji Bodhisattva?
When they returned to the garrison, they saw Bajie rushing to catch up, "Brother, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. A little demon came over with a command flag just now, but I drove him away."
"Don't be anxious! I just turned into a mosquito and met with the master. The arrangements have been made, but the other monster has sent out a message. His strange wind can only be stopped by the Wind-fixing Bead."
"It's just that apart from Lingji Bodhisattva, I don't know who else in heaven has this kind of treasure."
While the two were discussing, Li Changgeng finally appeared after receiving the message, transformed into an old man with white hair and a bright head, and winked at Sun Xingzhe.
Sun Xingzhe smiled and said: "Old man, maybe you also suffer from eye disease like my old grandson. Last night, there was a little old man who made some three-flower-nine-child ointment which was very effective."
"It's a pity that you are out of luck. They have already moved."
Li Changgeng was so choked that he couldn't speak. This was just a wink to a blind man, and it was all in vain.
