Chapter Thirty-Three: The Golden Hoop Stick of the Circle
"Amitabha, good and good......"
Tang Sanzang, who was almost choked by the monkey so upright, pronounced the Buddha's name in a loud voice, quietly wiped the blood stains on his forehead with his monk's robe, and put the inlaid gold flower hat into his sleeve, and scolded the monkey.
"Wukong is rude, you stand back, don't talk nonsense!"
This conversation made the five gods and Buddhas more and more angry with the monkeys, and at the same time, they were even more grateful to Tang Sanzang.
It turned out that the monkeys killed by heaven wanted to take people's lives at first, but fortunately, the holy monks fought to protect each other and did not hesitate to be injured, which saved their lives.
And Guanyin Bodhisattva, who also guessed the truth, sighed in his heart that five hundred years of time had not erased the beastly ferocity of monkeys, but he was also quietly relieved.
Now it seems that Tang San still has a certain status in the monkey's heart.
"Wukong, you can do it yourself...... Guanyin Bodhisattva's melodious voice seemed to be a little warning.
"In view of the fact that you injured the five immortals and injured your master today, in view of your master's full protection and intercession, I will temporarily write it down, if you commit it again in the future, and punish you for several crimes, you will be suppressed again under the Five Finger Mountain and will not be able to live forever."
"I hope you will do your best to protect your master and go to the west to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures, and get the right result......"
As the last words fell, in the monkey's confused eyes, Guanyin Bodhisattva Buddha took a scroll of light, and left here in an instant with the five gods and Buddhas.
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The monkey was still holding the food brought to Tang Sanzang thousands of miles away, and turned to look at Tang Sanzang with blank eyes. "Master, how did you kill a few robbers, and even Guanyin Bodhisattva was brought out? And what hurt the immortal family, injured you, what is the situation? ”
"Amitabha, good and good......"
Tang Sanzang took the meal from the monkey's hand, feeling that the sight that had always filled his side had finally disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel in a good mood, and while eating the meal, he said a Buddha name.
"Wukong, this matter is a long story, but you are in trouble, but fortunately you have to bear it for your teacher, so you can barely shirk the past."
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As an unruly and unruly monkey who can't eat grievances, he immediately asked again and again, and he was stunned to put on an attitude of getting to the bottom of the matter.
"Well, I'll let you know......"
Tang Sanzang swallowed all the rice in the purple gold bowl, and after leisurely wiping his mouth with his cuffs, he said after slightly organizing his language according to the principle of "monks don't speak".
"All of this is caused by the golden hoop stick."
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The monkey turned his head to look at the golden hoop stick standing aside, still a little incomprehensible.
"Wukong, after leaving, I didn't wait for your return for a long time, and I was in a hurry, so I took the golden hoop stick and planned to find a hidden corner, but I didn't expect the soles of my feet to slip, and I subconsciously screamed, and almost fell to the ground......"
"It doesn't matter if you wrestle for the teacher, although the teacher is just a mortal body, weak and weak, but it won't fall to the ground after a wrestling, and it's a big deal to find the land and ask for some compensation at that time......."
Without the surveillance of those gods and Buddhas, Tang Sanzang's face full of tranquility and peace, full of Zen Buddha thoughts, was stunned to say a sentence that was difficult for a monkey to understand the logic.
Why...... This monk fell to the ground, and he still has to find a land to compensate?
No, how strong this monk is, even the towering Wuzhi Mountain can explode with one punch, just a dirt slope, how can he withstand it? Fall?
However, Tang Sanzang didn't give the monkey a chance to ask questions, and continued directly. "But what the teacher never expected was that the screams of the poor monks attracted the gods and Buddhas who secretly protected the teacher......"
"What the teacher didn't expect was that the five gods and Buddhas had just appeared, and your golden hoop stick was like knocking on a gopher, forcibly dragging the poor monks, aiming at the five gods and Buddhas, knocking them all to the ground."
In the end, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but let out a long sigh. "Alas...... At that time, the teacher tried his best to hold the golden hoop stick, but he didn't expect it...... I didn't expect it to be too late, it was a moment late, and even the teacher was almost hit by a headshot with a golden hoop stick. ”
This series of words can be said to have made the monkey stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the golden hoop stick standing aside with inquiring eyes.
And how could the rather psychic golden hoop stick be willing to take the blame? It was immediately deformed, and the upper half shook repeatedly, indicating denial.
However, before the monkey could question it, Tang Sanzang suddenly got up, put one palm on his chest, and pronounced a Buddha trumpet. "Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the golden hoop stick, the poor monk and ask you, those five gods and Buddhas were knocked out by you?"
The golden hoop stick hesitated for a moment, and under the monkey's confused eyes, the upper half of the stick moved forward to express its agreement.
"Okay, golden hoop stick, the poor monk will ask you again, did you almost hit the poor monk on the forehead?"
The golden hoop paused for a longer time this time, but in the end, under the monkey's straight eyes, he nodded forward and agreed again.
"Very good, golden hoop stick, the poor monk will ask you one last time, in front of Master Guanyin, does the poor monk take responsibility and protect you and Wukong from being punished by Master Guanyin?"
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For a while, the rather psychic golden hoop stick obviously felt that there was a problem in it, but he didn't know how to say it, and after the upper half of the stick turned wildly several times, he nodded forward again.
Immediately, the golden hoop rod did not give Tang Sanzang a chance to speak again, and instantly shrank into a needle and drilled back into the monkey's ear.
"Wukong, you see, this golden hoop stick is quite spiritual, knowing that he has made a mistake, and knowing that he is ashamed, he went straight back to face the wall and thought about it."
And what else can a monkey say? I can only be silent and speechless.
I just went back to my hometown, why was I almost suppressed by Guanyin Bodhisattva again? And it seems that it is really a disaster caused by the golden hoop stick, in the final analysis, it is indeed his own problem.
After all, as a treasure that has accompanied monkeys for hundreds of years, the importance of the golden hoop stick to monkeys is simply self-evident.
"But Wukong, don't blame the golden hoop stick, after all, no one is at fault, let alone a stick? Moreover, the golden hoop stick is full of spirituality, changes as expected, and can be big and small, it is indeed a rare treasure, and it must be cherished. ”
Tang Sanzang looked at the monkey and no longer had any doubts in his heart, and immediately comforted him gently. "As for Master Guanyin's side, Wukong is the apprentice of the poor monk, and the poor monk should bear it himself, so there is no need to worry."
However, how can such an unruly character of a monkey be a person who is willing to damage his own prestige? Immediately retorted unconcernedly.
"A mere Bodhisattva, how qualified is she to control my grandson, not to mention that this matter was done by the golden hoop stick, even if my grandson did it, what can she do to me?"