Bidding farewell to Xingxian, he went down the Thorn Ridge to find the road, and traveled for more than a month. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are often cold winds, and the pond water is beginning to grow ice, and it is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter.

When the group of four people traveled for a long time, and there were cities close to each other, Xuanzang saw it and asked: "Wukong, look at that pavilion, what kind of place is it?"

Wukong glanced at it and said with a smile: "This is the boundary of the sacrificial race country, look at that city, it should be the imperial city of the sacrifice race country." ”

Xuanzang was surprised and delighted when he heard it, and said: "If it is the imperial city, just change Guan Wen, Wukong, you kill the emperor at every turn this way, the poor monk is frightened all the way, goodbye to the king, regardless of whether he has a way or not, for the sake of the poor monk, don't be heavy-handed." ”

This hasn't entered the city yet, Tang Seng explained himself like this, this omen, it seems that the emperor of the Saiguo is going to be unlucky.

Wukong had a plan in his heart, and said casually: "If the emperor has a way, he doesn't need the master to explain, and the old grandson will pay respect! If there is no way, the old grandson has his own disposal, if he looks at the master's face and lets it go, but it does not violate his own heart, once the Taoist heart is lost, it will be difficult to advance an inch, what does the master think?"

Hearing this, Xuanzang was embarrassed, knowing that he had said it in vain, so he smiled bitterly and left first.

The four of them entered the city and were looking for a place to stay, when they suddenly saw more than a dozen monks in rags, chained as a string, wearing heavy flail and shackles, and were raising money along the street.

When Xuanzang saw this, he sighed: "Wukong, you go and ask him what he has done? ”

Wukong couldn't bear to see it, so he stepped forward and asked, "Which temple are you waiting for these monks, and why are you suffering like this?"

When the monks saw someone asking, they made a loud noise, knelt down in a row in a blink of an eye, and said in unison: "This old man Mingjian! ”

Wukong asked again, "Where is the Golden Light Temple?"

The monks pointed out, "Just turn the corner." ”

Xuanzang had already dismounted and approached, and asked, "How can you be aggrieved, and listen to it." ”

The monks saw that Xuanzang was also dressed as a sand gate, and he had the demeanor of a monk, and replied in a low voice: "I don't dare to tell the market, for fear of trouble, please go to the barren mountain and talk about the suffering." ”

The four of them followed the monk to the temple, and saw that the plaque on the door was engraved with seven gold characters, which was 'building a golden light temple to protect the country'.

When I entered the door, the ground was clean, but there were a lot of broken doors, windows, tables and chairs in the corner of the Zen courtyard, and the doors and windows of the side hall of the main hall were broken.

Seeing that the four people were surprised, the monks said bitterly: "You don't know, the government will come to retrieve every few days, if it is useless, it will be smashed before returning, so many times, the temple has become like this." ”

Xuanzang was sad and couldn't help tears in his eyes, and the monks wore shackles and introduced Xuanzang into the main hall.

Xuanzang bowed three turns to the statue of the Buddha, and only after getting up did he see that there were still six or seven small monks locked on the eaves pillar in one corner.

Depressed in his heart, Xuanzang hurriedly called Wukong in, and after Wukong saw it, he made an unlocking method, blew on the fairy breath, and put the shackles on the little monk and the dozen monks who were together.

All day long in chains, suffering during the day, sleeping harder at night, all at once, the monks are very grateful to Wukong.

Listening to the monks' gossip about their suffering, Xuanzang became more and more unbearable in his heart, and asked: "What grievances are there, you can come one by one, you wait for the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain Sun Wukong, who is the most jealous and hateful, and will be able to uphold justice for you." ”

The monks knelt down and said, "The Monkey King Sun is above, and I will wait for you... The Monkey King does not know, although the country of sacrifice here is a big state in the Western Regions, there are four Yi tributes every year, what is relied on is the relics on the pagoda of this temple, there are relics of their own, this pagoda, the day is shrouded in auspicious clouds, there is a glow in the night, there have been people who have seen the pagoda treasure light thousands of miles away. ”

Seeing his companion talk about it, his eyes were full of memories, and the monk beside him who was anxious to redress his grievances said: "Just because all the mortals in a radius of thousands of miles are looking at it, the surrounding countries, the south, the Yuetuo country, the north, the Shicheng country, the east, the west Liang country, the west, the Benbo country, and the neighboring countries all think that our dynasty has the protection of Buddhism, and they dare not invade, but in order to beg our dynasty not to wave the army to crusade, every year to pay tribute to the beautiful jade pearl, the concubine and the horse and other things, I never thought, a few months ago, in the middle of the night, suddenly a blood rain, but only shrouded the temple, polluted the pagoda, I heard a voice shouted: ' I am the Nine-Headed Demon Lord, and I heard that there is a Buddhist relic in Jinguang Temple, so I have come to take it away! ”

The monk said with a look of horror, sighed and continued: "It is also that blood rain is amazing, and the words are very terrifying, and no one dares to go out to check, and the next day when I go to the tower at dawn, where is there any trace of the treasure relics? ”

Sighing, the monk said sadly and indignantly: "If it is only like this, how can I know that the disaster will fall from the sky, and I don't know where the king got the news, and send the Jinyi captain to the monks of the whole temple to take it, saying that it is a collusion with demons and greedy for the Buddha treasure, and the heavens can see mercy! The monks of this temple don't even know where the nine-headed demon lord came from and what he looks like. Although there are countless monks who confessed the words of the nine-headed demon lord and him, even His Majesty and the trial officials, no one believed it, and said that the monks of this temple fabricated a so-called demon lord, with the intention of enjoying the national treasure alone, and tortured for a day more than a day. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the heavy flails, chains, shackles and other things on the ground, and said hatefully: " Since the theft of the Buddha treasure king sent someone to take, these things have not left for a moment, daily interrogation and torture, this temple is to build a Huguo Temple, the most incense in the country, three generations of monks have more than 500 people, only these three or two months, the master master two generations of monks can not stand the punishment, all of them sit down, the poor monk this same generation of brothers, also three stopped two stops, the whole temple is less than 100 people, only these dozens of people depend on each other, and live a general life, when you see, but it is I waiting for the street to raise begging fast, since the news that the monks are thieves hiding the national treasure, no believers enter the temple to offer incense, it is difficult to raise money along the street, today there is not a little rice to eat, the master and the old man came far away, should be a good life to serveIt's a pity that this clever woman is difficult to cook without rice, and there is nothing to use, so don't blame you. ”

After listening to Xuanzang, he walked out of the hall without saying a word, looked at the pagoda in the courtyard in a daze, for a long time, and noticed that Wukong was beside him, he couldn't bear it, tears flowed, and hated: "This nine-headed demon lord is really hateful, just because he is a thief, so that more than 400 monks died tragically! Wukong, the poor monk rarely has anything to ask you, today for these many fellow monks, the poor monk begs you once, find out the origin of the nine-headed demon lord, recover the Buddha treasure, and clear the grievances for the monks." ”

Wukong sneered: "It's not difficult to find this nine-headed demon lord, this king's actions are not appropriate in the eyes of Lao Sun, after recovering the Buddha treasure, the master should not stop Lao Sun." ”

Xuanzang nodded and responded: "As long as you can find the Buddha treasure, whatever you do, the poor monk will not stop you." ”