Guanyin was confused.
It is to be expected that Sun Wukong will get angry.
After all, Sun Wukong must have been very angry after being suppressed for five hundred years.
But what happened next puzzled Guanyin.
You, Sun Wukong, are so angry... Why are you still vowing to go west to obtain Buddhist scriptures?
Isn't this unreasonable?
But Guanyin didn't know that when the monkey said he went to the West to meditate, he didn't go to obtain Buddhist scriptures, but to obtain lives!
"Sun Dasheng, what do you mean, do you want to go to the West to obtain scriptures, or not? The poor monk didn't understand!" Guanyin asked.
Sun Houhou calmed down, remembered Tang San's burial plan, and said:
"Go, Master has already told me to go get the scriptures, I will definitely go. You mother-in-law... Bodhisattva, don't worry, I will do what I say."
Guanyin is still a little confused. Isn't this in line with the monkey's character? Without giving him a tight spell, can he go and get scriptures with peace of mind?
So she said:
"Are you serious about going west to learn Buddhist scriptures?"
"It's true, it's never been truer. I should go, and I will definitely go." Wukong's eyes suddenly became deep and vicissitudes of life.
In that moment, he concealed all his hatred.
Because at that moment, he figured out something.
Before taking revenge, you need to endure.
Guanyin frowned slightly. Sun Wukong was so sincere about traveling to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Who would she give her tight spell to?
"Although you are willing to go west to protect Tang Monk, your bad nature has not been eliminated after all. There is a golden hoop here!"
As he spoke, he took out a golden hoop and said:
"I need to put this golden hoop on you to know that you are willing to go west!"
At that moment, Monkey King's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Not only did Buddhism want to use him to learn scriptures, they really planned to keep him in a pen like a monkey!
At the moment when Sun Houhou's murderous intention flashed, Tang Sanzang spoke:
"Oh, let's slaughter the Buddha...Sister Guanyin, Sun Wukong is my disciple. Let me decide whether you want to wear this golden hoop or not."
Guanyin was stunned for a moment, and then buried the golden hoop to Tang San.
Tang San was buried holding a golden hoop and said to Guanyin:
"If there's nothing else, we're on our way."
Then, holding the golden hoop, he said to Sun Wukong:
"Let's go, Sun Xingzhe!"
"Sun... Punisher?" Sun Wukong was stunned.
"This is the name given to you by my master." Tang San said:
"My dharma name is Three Burials!"
Sun Xingzhe followed Tang San's funeral for a long time carrying a stick:
"Master, I like this Buddhist title!"
"I like it too!" Tang Sanzian chuckled.
Guanyin watched from behind, always feeling that something was wrong.
This Sun Wukong, did you listen to Tang San's burial like this? You haven't even put on the golden hoop yet, yet you follow him so willingly?
"Everything seems to be destined, Amitabha..."
Guanyin said and flew away.
Knowing that Guanyin had left, Sun Xingzhe said to Tang San:
"Master, I suddenly admire you!"
"Oh? How do you say this?" Tang San asked.
"You can obviously follow Buddhism's plan and learn scriptures to become a Buddha. But... you have so much hatred for Buddhism. Come to think of it, you must hate Buddhism very much, right?
However, no matter what, I have never seen any anger or hatred in your eyes. I feel inferior to you for being so patient, but I will learn from Master and suppress my anger. "
Sun Xingzhe said it calmly and with admiration.
Tang Sanzong thought to himself, how could he have any hatred towards Buddhism?
He's just a ruthless gangster.
But he didn't explain either.
"That golden hoop... why don't you put it on for me to make those guys feel more at ease?" Sun Xingzhe asked.
Tang San's burial took out the golden hoop and said:
"No need, I treat it like a gold flower."
With that said, he used the golden hoop to exchange for three bottles of eye drops in the system.
This thing can ensure that he doesn't blink. When the time comes, using the non-blinking watermelon knife is equivalent to adding an energy bar.
Seeing the golden hoop in Tang San's hand suddenly disappear without a trace, Sun Xingzhe was very moved at that moment.
There was a Bodhisattva just now, and the golden hoop was to be put on by Sun Xingzhe, and he couldn't do it even if he didn't want to.
But Tang Sanfu helped him out.
Now, he takes the initiative to wear it.
Tang San was still unwilling to be buried.
It shows that Tang Sanzong treats him sincerely.
Thinking of this, Sun Xingzhe had made up his mind, no matter what, he would pretend to learn Buddhist scriptures with Tang Sanzian, practice along the way, and go to the West to find a place.
But in fact, Tang Sanzong really just wanted to exchange the golden hoop for eye drops...
Along the way, Tang Sanzhe and Sun Xingzhe chatted a lot.
A ruthless gangster, a grumpy monkey full of hatred, what he is talking about is quite speculative.
"Master, I don't know why, but I always feel like you're not a good person in this way of dressing up."
Tang Sanzian said: "Nonsense, big gold chain, gold-embroidered short sleeves, bare head, and a sinister face. Can I be a good person?"
"Master, do I look fierce with my sharp mouth and monkey cheeks?"
"It's okay, I almost meant it. If I have time, I'll give you a big gold chain and black short sleeves, and sunglasses will be perfect."
…
The two of them chatted all the way and came to a stream. There was a thatched hut by the stream, and an old man lived in it.
Tang San had no intention of stopping at the funeral, but at this moment, six bandits surrounded him:
"Hey, those two monks, please hand over the soft gold and silver on your body, otherwise, grandpa's sword will not have eyes."
The old man hurriedly spoke: "Two mages, please hand over your things quickly to save your lives!"
Sun Xingzhe sneered and said to the old man:
"Not to mention that there is nothing, even if there is something, I will never give it to them."
Then, regardless of the anger of the bandits, he said to Tang San:
"Master, please watch and let me teach these bandits a lesson."
Tang Sanzian frowned and shook his head:
"What are you talking about? Monks should be compassionate. You have just entered Buddhism. How can you do evil? You should leave it to your teacher. I always convince people with virtue."
As he spoke, the unblinking watermelon knife appeared in his hand. On the blade, the word "German" was very obvious.
I saw Tang Sanzian holding a watermelon knife and shouting angrily:
"You young people, please hand over your gold and silver as soon as possible, otherwise I will kill them."
"You're such a reckless monk, and you're robbing us instead? Come on!"
The bandits rushed forward with knives. Tang Sanzong held the watermelon knife in his hand and stared without blinking. He felt that the watermelon knife was full of power. With one strike, the bandit's big knife on the opposite side was cut off directly and he was chopped from head to toe. In half.
Tang Sanzong couldn't bear to blink and rushed after the four or five bandits again.
Not to mention, the watermelon knife really became more and more powerful as time went by. It seemed to be filled with a powerful force, making Tang Sanzian become brave, and even swung one by one when he caught up.
When he killed the fifth person, his eyes were extremely dry, but he still endured the blow.
At this time, the blade became more powerful and glowed faintly.
When he slashed the sixth person, he was so frightened that he ran four or five meters away.
San Buran struck out with a sword in the air, and the faint brilliance of the sword turned into a sword light, and actually cut the sixth man to pieces in the air.
At this point, he blinked hastily, and the watermelon knife instantly lost any power and was included in the system.
San Zan hurriedly rubbed his eyes and couldn't bear to blink for twenty seconds. It was really uncomfortable, his eyes were red and tears came out.
When Sun Xingzhe saw this, he hurriedly asked:
"Master, why are you crying?"
"Huh? This...isn't...listen to my explanation..."
Sun Xingzhe sighed:
"My master is a bodhisattva with a heart that kills several people and even makes him cry in sadness!"
Tang Sanyan: "Ah... you are right!"
Not far away, the old man said: "???????"
