Chapter Eighty-Three: The Ghost Knocks on the Door in the Middle of the Night
In the dean's office, the logistics monk served fragrant tea, and the dean ordered the kitchen to prepare a meal, which was really respectful. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the end, even Xuanzang was embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "The dean doesn't have to be so polite, we are all disciples of Buddhism, just treat each other with normal etiquette." ”
A stone in the dean's heart finally fell to the ground, and he accompanied Xuanzang to talk about the sky.
After a while, the meal was ready, everyone was seated, and the dean was accompanying him. Bajie rolled up his sleeves and ate violently, seeing that the dean pouted.
After eating fasting, the three bedrooms were also tidied up, Xuanzang lived in the middle room, Wukong lived alone in the left room, and Bajie and Wujing shared the right room.
Xuanzang read the scriptures for a while, and then went to check the room. He first went to the bedroom on the right to take a look, and Bajie and Wujing were already asleep.
He went to the bedroom on the left and looked through the door, where he saw Goku lying on the bed, unsure of what he was doing.
Xuanzang said: "Apprentice, you haven't slept in the middle of the night, what are you messing around there?"
When Wukong saw that it was the master, he replied, "I'm playing a little game." ”
Xuanzang said: "What kind of game?"
Wukong said, "You come in, I'll show you a gadget." ”
Xuanzang entered, Wukong handed him two small pieces of paper, and said: "I'm looking for the difference between the patterns on these two small pieces of paper, and I have found seventy-nine places." ”
Xuanzang glanced at it briefly and said, "Eighty-two differences. ”
Wukong jumped up and exclaimed, "Impossible!"
Xuanzang said: "Why is it impossible?"
Wukong said: "Tell me, these eighty-two are different, which eighty-two are different!"
So Xuanzang pointed them out to Wukong one by one, and pointed out eighty-one differences.
Wukong said embarrassedly: "You just glanced at it so casually, and you saw that these eighty-one things are different?"
Xuanzang said: "Yes." ”
Goku asked again, "You can't have played this game before, right?"
Xuanzang said: "No, these two small pieces of paper are also the first time I have seen them." ”
Wukong is right to think about it carefully, this card was originally given to him by the ancestor, and Xuanzang has no reason to see it.
But he still asked unwillingly: "Master, didn't you say that there are eighty-two differences, and only eighty-one points out now?" ”
Xuanzang said: "The last difference is: these are two small pieces of paper with different patterns." ”
Wukong exclaimed, "Brain teaser!"
Xuanzang laughed and said, "Isn't what I said wrong?"
Wukong said: "Yes, yes, no problem at all! Why didn't I think of it?"
He thought to himself: "This master is really a talent who can make the Buddha angry and vomit blood! If the ancestor heard this answer, he didn't know how he would react. ”
Xuanzang said: "Don't say it, this game is really interesting, but it's too simple." ”
Wukong said: "This is the most basic game of finding fault, and there are even more difficult ones. But even so, I haven't found it all, you can find it all at a glance, and I don't know what kind of structure your head is. ”
Xuanzang smiled: "Haha, Wukong, you are convinced now." If I am worthless, how can I be qualified to be your master?"
Wukong said: "Master, your comprehension is so high, it's a pity not to learn spells." ”
Xuanzang said: "Did I learn spells to fight monsters? If I can fight monsters, what do you apprentices do?"
Wukong said: "Aren't you going to be an assassin, how about I teach you the invisibility method and the clone method?"
Xuanzang said: "Wukong, you think too much. Our team has been equipped for a long time, and it's up to you to fight monsters, so I'll just hide behind and occasionally pick up leaks. As a virtuous monk and the leader of the scripture-learning team, if I go to the front line to fight monsters, it will be too cheap. ”
Wukong said: "Even if you don't fight youkai, you can protect yourself." ”
Xuanzang said: "Aren't there dozens of people secretly protecting me?" Along the way, when did you see me missing an arm or a leg?"
Wukong thought about it carefully, but it was also! The old man is a high-ranking monk and a nobleman, so naturally there is no need to fight and kill, it's just a big deal to occasionally play a ticket and cultivate his sentiments.
So he said to Xuanzang: "Okay, I'm also ready to sleep, Master go back and rest in peace." ”
Xuanzang said goodbye to Wukong, returned to his bedroom, and was about to rest, when he suddenly saw a figure flashing outside the window.
Xuanzang was startled, thinking to himself that it was a monster? He was about to call his apprentice loudly, but he heard someone shouting: "Master Tang save me!"
Xuanzang was a compassionate heart, so he asked: "Who are you, hurry up and get your name, otherwise I will be called!"
The figure said: "Master, don't be surprised, I am a good person, the master pointed out that only the holy monk from the east can save me, and ask the holy monk to save me!"
When Xuanzang heard this person call him a holy monk, he was overjoyed, and said, "Since this is the case, let's come in and talk about it." ”
The man came in at the call, and it turned out to be a man drenched in water.
Xuanzang asked curiously, "It's raining outside?"
The man said, "I haven't gone down." ”
Xuanzang asked again, "You just took a cold shower?"
The man said, "It has not been washed." ”
Xuanzang said: "That's falling into the river." ”
The man said, "Not yet." ”
Xuanzang said: "Just finished running a marathon?"
The man said, "I don't have that hobby." ”
Xuanzang exclaimed: "Could it be bedwetting!"
The man said: "Holy monk, you are laughing, how can this bedwetting be so wet. ”
Xuanzang said: "Since it's not, then how can you be like a chicken in the soup?"
The man said, "I fell into the well." ”
Xuanzang said: "Then why don't you go back and change into clean clothes?"
The man said, "Elder, I was pushed down a deep well and drowned, and now I can't go back to my home." ”
Xuanzang was surprised: "It turns out that you are a ghost!"
The ghost said: "Master, I was originally the king of this black chicken country, and from now on forty miles to the west, it will be the capital of my black chicken country." ”
Xuanzang said: "Could it be that this Baolin Temple was built by your order?"
The ghost said, "I built it." I am the king of today, but the king of today is not me. ”
Xuanzang said: "What kind of mess is this? What do you mean that you are the king today, but the king today is not you? Can we talk well?"
The ghost said, "I was supposed to be the current king, but I was plotted. That man killed me, but he became like me and continued to be the king of this black chicken country, so I said that the current king is not me. ”
Xuanzang said: "Oh, I will understand as soon as you explain it like this." But how can you, as a king, be plotted so easily?"
The ghost said, "It's a long story. ”
Xuanzang said: "The night is long, then you can speak slowly." ”
The ghost said, "Master, just six years ago, my black chicken country suffered from a drought, and many people starved to death. My black chicken country is a small country with limited national strength, and I and the Manchu Dynasty have reduced food and clothing to help the victims. However, this drought is three years. ”
Xuanzang said: "The drought for three years is really miserable. ”
The ghost said, "Not really. Later, a Taoist came, this Taoist was good at calling the wind and rain, and solved the drought in my Wuji country, so I swore with that Taoist as a brother with a different surname. ”
Xuanzang said: "Your Majesty has met a nobleman!"
One day I was playing with this man in the Imperial Garden, but he pushed me into a well and drowned. ”
Xuanzang said: "Then he must have taken a fancy to your throne." ”
The ghost said, "Yes, yes." After he killed me, he changed into my form and became the king of the black chicken country. And I became a homeless soul. ”
Xuanzang said: "How do you know this? Also, since you are dead, why don't you go to reincarnation? Besides, you can also go to Lord Yama to sue him." ”
The ghost said, "These things were told to me by the King of the Well Dragon. I died unjustly, and I really didn't want to be reincarnated, I wanted to avenge my grievances! If I went to reincarnate, then there would really be nowhere to cry out for injustice. ”
Xuanzang said: "If you want to shout grievances, you should go to Lord Yama to shout grievances, why did you call me here?"
The ghost said: "Holy monk, don't you know, this Taoist priest has great magical powers and is very popular, and even the ten halls of Yama are his worshippers." Where did you tell me to sue him?"