"Where is the compassion of this golden cicada?"

The more Manjushri thought about it, the more illogical he felt, the Tang Sanzang who was reincarnated by the golden cicada, he had seen it in the mortal world at the invitation of Guanyin Bodhisattva before, and he really lived up to the name of the holy monk, but why did he ignore the matter of the king of the Wuji country?

Manjushri, who was puzzled, moved his eyes slightly, cast on the night wandering god in front of him, and asked. "Night wandering god, but you are talking nonsense and disturbing the holy monk?"

"Report to the Bodhisattva, how dare the little god, and after the king of the black chicken country regained consciousness, the little god was thrown out of the meditation hall by the great sage, and he didn't even say a word to the holy monk later."

Between the words of the Night Wandering God, it can be said that he has completely brushed himself off, and there is no denial of the possibility of disturbing the holy monk with words, but he has thrown all the problems to the king of the Wuji Kingdom.

"What did the king of the black chicken country say to the holy monk, have you ever asked the king of the black chicken country in the future?" Manjushri asked without the slightest fluctuation in his tone.

"The little god naturally verified, and the king basically told his story and asked the holy monk for help, and then the holy monk asked him about his beliefs, and then he said that he was powerless." The Night Wanderer said.

Manjushri nodded slightly, and waved the Night Wanderer God away.

At this point, even if the situation was completely out of Manjushri's expectations, it would be pointless to blame this little fairy god.

Today's problem is how to attract people into the game.

……

On the side of Tang Sanzang, because of the understanding of the situation of the Wuji country, a lot of effort was delayed, but the road traveled on this day was not much, and at dusk he slept on a hill where he could see the city of the king of Wuji.

There was nothing to say all night, and when Tang Sanzang and his entourage set off again on the second day, Tang Sanzang also hesitated in his heart, whether to enter this royal city and hand over the Tang Emperor's customs clearance documents, so as to take the opportunity to see the fake king with his own eyes.

However, in order to avoid trouble, and because the body of the "Yi Nanping" who had been traveling all night was not far from here, Tang Sanzang dispelled this idea, and then planned to bypass this royal city and continue to travel west.

However, just as Tang Sanzang left this mountain, he found that there were a large number of monks standing in a neat line in front of him, as if waiting for someone.

"Why is that?"

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, then turned over and dismounted, and walked forward with the apprentices.

And as Tang Sanzang was ten steps away from this group of monks, these many monks suddenly saluted Tang Sanzang in unison and preached loudly. "Amitabha Buddha ~ I have seen the holy monk ~"

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang also returned to the Buddha and said. "Amitabha, good, good, why do you masters gather here early in the morning?"

An old monk in a rather gorgeous robe at the head walked a few steps forward with kind eyes, and once again respectfully bowed to Tang Sanzang and said.

"Amitabha, we are gathered here precisely to wait for the holy monks."

"Poor monk?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"Exactly, Your Majesty learned that the holy monk came to the Wuji country, but he has not seen the holy monk enter the royal city for a long time, so he ordered me to wait for the holy monk to accompany the holy monk into the royal city."

The old monk, who showed a high-ranking demeanor in every move, said respectfully at this moment.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is just a mountain and a wild monk, why is the grace of God here? I'm afraid that Your Majesty has misheard some rumors, but it is inconvenient for the poor monk to enter the royal city, so as not to be rude in front of the emperor, and ask the master to go back to report the matter for the poor monk. ”

Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together and said in a gentle but firm voice.

"The holy monk is too humble, and I ask the holy monk to forgive His Majesty's heart of worshiping the Buddha to the Buddha, and how about entering the city with us?" A hint of urgency appeared on the old monk's face, and he persuaded in a hurry.

In this regard, Tang Sanzang pursed his lips slightly, but he did not speak again, but turned over his horse, went straight around the hundreds of monks, and continued to walk west.

However, these monks didn't know what orders they had received, so they didn't disperse, but followed closely behind Tang Sanzang.

"Master, why don't I go and disperse them." Seeing Tang Sanzang's somewhat frowning appearance, the monkey suggested out loud.

"That's it, let them be, I'll just wait for the normal journey."

Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, but rejected the monkey's suggestion.

Although the monkey said that he was much better after following him, but the golden hoop was also ruthless, and the hundreds of monks were just mortals, and the slightest bit of being hit by the monkey was a heavy death, so it was really difficult for Tang Sanzang to let the monkey deal with it.

However, Tang Sanzang had just walked another three miles, and a bunch of people dressed as officials appeared in front of him, as if they were waiting for something.

？

Tang Sanzang.

"I have seen the holy monk, I am here to be ordered by the king, and invite the holy monk to enter the city."

"The poor monk is sick, please forgive me......"

……

Three miles later, thousands of soldiers stood in front of him, shouting in unison.

"I have seen the holy monk, I have been ordered by the king to wait here for a long time, and protect the holy monk to enter the city."

"Don't go!"

……

Another three miles.

This time he appeared in front, but it was the appearance of the palace luan.

Tang Sanzang, who was followed by a large number of monks, officials and soldiers behind him, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was almost the same as the king of the Wuji Kingdom he saw that night, but he felt a little helpless.

"Haha, I've seen the holy monk!"

The king of the Wuji Kingdom took the initiative to greet Tang Sanzang and said with a smile.

"I received a letter from the monk, saying that there was a peerless holy monk from the Tang Dynasty who stayed in the temple, and I thought it was exaggerated, but now I look at it, and it is really like a Buddha......

Tang Sanzang didn't despise the royal power, so he touched the king's face in public.

After all, the poor monk is also the monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the Celestial Empire, and his behavior will not only affect Buddhism, but also affect the reputation of the Tang Dynasty.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang hurriedly rolled the saddle and dismounted, and put his palms together. "Amitabha, Your Majesty has a good reputation."

"It's not a reputation, it's not a reputation, it's not in vain that I can't invite the holy monk who gave three orders in a row, if I hadn't come here in person, I'm afraid I would really miss it with the holy monk." The king of the black chicken country said as if he meant something.

"To miss is to miss, and this is also fate." Tang Sanzang said in a peaceful and quiet tone.

"That's right, this is fate, now that I can meet the holy monk, it is naturally fate, how about inviting the holy monk to follow me into this royal city and talk about it in the palace? It is also good to teach me to listen to the sound of the Buddha and understand the true meaning. The king of the black chicken country invited sincerely.

"Your Majesty has been raised, and the poor monk is a monk who usually walks on his feet, but he doesn't even know the two volumes of scriptures, so how can he talk about discussing the scriptures and listening to the Buddha's voice? Please also ask Your Majesty to let the poor monks continue their journey westward. ”

Tang Sanzang's tone was sincere, and his eyes were clear and he was telling the truth.