Chapter 55: The Gathering of Storms

The two of them galloped eastward one after the other, and in a blink of an eye they came to the Dongcheng River, and threw off the majestic Iron Arrow Battalion without a trace. The Great Sage looked up, and there were several dark shadows in front of him, taking advantage of the vast night, rushing towards him.

The monkey looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, only to see that these few oncoming ones were his brothers: at this moment, Bajie and Wujing had already woken up, and their spirits were all right, and the two of them were holding a figure that looked like a general, looking panicked, and they were rushing towards themselves, and the person they were holding seemed to be seriously injured, and it turned out to be the prince of shaking light who beat himself out of embarrassment outside the gate of the East City! Wukong really couldn't figure it out, Prince Shaoguang relied on the golden Xuanyuan sword to protect himself, invincible in all directions, showing off his might, who could have such great ability to hurt him to such an extent, it was incredible. The two of them were closely followed by Ao Bai, the dragon prince who had incarnated as a white horse, and the master Tang Sanzang on horseback looked panicked, not caring about his body being crooked, desperately hugging the horse's neck, and galloping wildly.

The monkey couldn't help but make a sudden sudden, looking at this situation, there should be a powerful monster chasing them, so that Bajie and Wujing would rather choose to run away than dare to turn back and fight, what a powerful monster it should be, damn, I said that you are really, don't go anywhere else, run this way, this time there are wolves in front of you and tigers in the back, flanking on both sides, our Sanzang army has really become dumpling stuffing. The monkey thought about it, and he was relieved, no matter what, our Sanzang Legion can be regarded as a smooth meeting, there are many people who are easy to do, and they gather the strength of everyone to fight fiercely, it may not be impossible to succeed, and then it will not help my old grandson to go to heaven to move the rescue soldiers, anyway, our backstage is hard.

Thinking of this, Wukong stopped, caught up with Bajie, who was running for his life, and said in a loud voice: "Bajie, what's going on, why did you escape so embarrassed?"

Seeing that it was Senior Brother, Bajie was relieved, slowed down, and panted: "Brother Monkey, it's so good to see you, mother, it's a big deal now." Hey, you let my old pig take a breath first, and then slowly tell you that I will run all the way. ”

"I didn't expect the fox Ah Qi to be the monster that plagued the black chicken country for two hundred years, the old man really looked away, this donor, please put the old man down, the Buddha said that all living beings have a good heart, the old man will go to the fox A Qi, with the old man's new two hundred years of cultivation, he will be able to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. At this time, a person slipped down from Wujing's back, his white beard trembled, and he sighed to the sky, and he was the withered bamboo Zen master who had been imprisoned by Prince Shaoguang for two hundred years.

"Damn, shut up, you are in control, don't you babble and talk all the way, isn't it annoying? Fox Aqi's move is tragic, the gods and ghosts are angry, and he will definitely destroy his body Fangcheng Dao, and he is bent on chasing and killing us, how can words be moved?" Bajie was furious when he heard this, and roared impatiently.

"What, Fox Ah Qi is the nine-tailed fox demon, damn, what's going on?" Sun Wukong was dumbfounded and said with a look of surprise.

Bajie was about to say, the false king had caught up, waving the Wuji apricot yellow flag to hunt and hunt, looking up to the sky and smiling: "Evil obstacles, I know that I can't escape from the palm of the widow's hand, so I won't escape, hey, why have so many people come here, are they all your accomplices, it turns out that you have so many accomplices, no wonder you are so arrogant, dare to come to the widow's royal garden to make trouble." Well, isn't this shaking light, it seems that you are not lightly injured by your appearance, what, it doesn't work if you have the Golden Xuanyuan Sword to protect yourself? Haha, this is good, everyone is here, it's time to calculate our two hundred years of general account. ”

Bajie looked puzzled, and said weakly: "Brother Monkey, who is this guy, why does it seem that he has beaten you all over the ground to find your teeth?"

"Hey, it's not the Xibei goods who pretend to be the king of the black chicken, this guy's means are not very strong, I don't know where to pour a yellow flag of Wuji apricot and yellow, waving the majestic waves, the wind gusts, no matter if you Da Luo Jinxian goes down to earth, you can't get close to the front ten zhang, it's really powerful, you said that he has such a magic weapon to protect himself, can my old grandson beat it?" The monkey was so hateful that his teeth gurgled and replied with a look of chagrin.

At this time, a roar like a dragon and a tiger sounded in the dark curtain in the distance, its sound was terrible, from far and near, it was galloping towards the Sanzang Army, through the thick night, the monster several tails rose to the sky, swaying left and right, looking from a distance, it looked like a huge nine-tailed scorpion. Sun Wukong was suddenly startled, secretly thinking about it, it would not be wrong, that voice was the nine-tailed fox demon who sucked away Ah Da's soul in the suburbs of Dongcheng that day, and was broken by my old grandson.

Seeing that the Sanzang army was waiting for the battle, the fake king was surprised and inexplicable, and said hatefully: "Damn, it turns out that the real monster has another person, but the widow blames you, well, wait with your account and then calculate, the widow will go to meet the cunning demon fox first, in order to comfort the people in the spirit of the sky." ”

Between the words, the false king rose from the ground, waving the yellow flag of Wuji apricot and rushing into the night like a lightning flash, fighting with the nine-tailed demon fox, and in an instant, the tiger roared and the dragon roared like thunder in the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, and it seemed to be extremely fierce.

Tang Sanzang was dumbfounded, and couldn't hide his horror and said: "Damn, it turns out that these two guys didn't go all the way, so they fought like this, but let us have a good time, but these two are not easy to match, but I don't know where they came from, and how to be good?"

"Sanzang, you don't need to worry, you are the Buddha's hand-picked scripture person, in a desperate situation, naturally turn evil into good fortune, come to the aid from all directions, we are here to help you survive this catastrophe. Between the words, the Sanskrit sound in the sky bursts, the Buddha's light shines, and the old monk of the withered bamboo is so frightened that he is afraid to crawl on the ground, and even said that the Buddha's treasure light is coming, and he will kill the demon for the black chicken country.

didn't want to be caught in the words of the withered bamboo, Tang Sanzang was stunned, standing in place, not knowing what to do for a while. The Buddha's light treasure lit up the sky, and two figures appeared in the thick night, and the archmage looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, damn, who am I, it turned out to be Guanyin Bodhisattva and the treacherous old fox Manjushri arrived, I said you guys come here, why are you doing such a big show, it really scared Lao Tzu.

Sun Wukong bowed his hand and said hesitantly: "Bodhisattva, it turned out to be you, didn't you come to help us collect demons when you came so late at night?"

"Wukong, you're right, I'm here for this matter, and I think it's time to make a break with this grudge that has been entangled for two hundred years. Manjushri laughed, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he looked at him with his hands on his chest, as if he was still holding a person.

I saw Manjushri looking up to the sky and roaring, and the Sanskrit sound rumbling in the sky, calling from far and near: "Green lion, the deity is here, don't stop fighting, come and see you quickly." ”

The fake king who was fighting with the nine-tailed fox demon in the distance was suddenly startled when he heard the sound, and he waved the yellow flag of Wuji apricot with a false move, so that the giant tail that the demon fox stabbed over, turned over and fell down the clouds, and saw Manjushri in the sky, and bowed: "Bodhisattva, after two hundred years, you finally came to see me, isn't it the person who learned the scriptures?"

Manjushri nodded with kindness on his face: "Yes, isn't it the one riding the white horse in front of you, Qingshi'er, after two hundred years, your mission is finally coming to an end, but it is really difficult for you." ”

Thinking of all the hardships before, Qingshier couldn't help but burst into tears, paused his head on the ground, and sighed repeatedly: "Entrusted by the Bodhisattva, even though there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, Qingshier went to the soup and fire, and he did not give up, but in the past two hundred years, the country of Wuji has been plagued by disasters, wars are frequent, and the society has collapsed, and the people have been displaced. ”

Listening to these heartfelt words, Manjushri was moved in his heart, and sighed: "Qingshi'er doesn't need to blame himself, you are a beast, and you have no talent for governing the country. Now that your 200-year-old treasure has run out, you will cooperate with Wukong to defeat this perverse and troubled nine-tailed fox demon, and then you can abdicate and make way for Xian, and return to the mountains and forests with me. ”

The blue-haired lion spirit was dumbfounded when he heard this, and said in a lost voice: "What, the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace seven hundred years ago is here, and I really have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, forgive my sins." ”

Wukong didn't fight when he heard the words, scratched his ears and cheeks, and said hatefully: "Grandma, you don't recognize my grandson, and you chase me as a monster, it's really hateful." If you hadn't had the apricot yellow flag to protect you, my grandson would have hung you upside down and had a good fight. These words frightened the blue-haired lion spirit into panic, and he threw his hands to the ground again and again, apologizing.

Manjushri looked at pity and chuckled: "Wukong, in fact, he is not to blame for this, he was originally a mount under my crotch, and he has never seen much of the world, so it is not surprising that he doesn't recognize you, for the sake of his sincerity in making amends to you, I will spare him." ”

The monkey shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, and said depressedly: "I said Bodhisattva, then why did you give him the apricot yellow flag in a dignified manner, doesn't this increase the difficulty of the game, I really despise you." ”

Manjushri was still smiling, and said with an innocent face: "Monkey, you are so smart, but you still can't figure it out? Two hundred years ago, Prince Shaoguang relied on the golden Xuanyuan sword to restore from Dongcheng, and when he swung the sword, the golden light was fierce, and he was invincible, if it weren't for me to give the Wuji apricot yellow flag left by Jiang Ziya when he was a god, how could he resist, even if it was you, the Monkey King, could he still drink and hate him, how could he save his life and survive such a catastrophe?"

The monkey gritted his teeth with hatred, clenched his fists, and said angrily: "You Bodhisattva is really unreasonable, this throne belongs to his family, grandpa is gone, and it is natural for the grandson to take it for granted, why do you want to make a side mess, let the tens of millions of Li people of the Wuji country get involved in this senseless dispute, it is really sinister." ”

Guanyin turned disgusted when he heard this, gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "You monkey head, like you, who is so ignorant of everything, and who looks at flowers in the fog, how can you blame Manjushri? As you say, even if you give up the throne to shake the light, do you think that by virtue of his forcible murder and clever seizure, you will be able to sit on the throne. Besides, what should we do with the mastermind behind this dispute, just let him continue to mutilate living beings and bring disaster to the people, and let his majesty who died unjustly still let his body sink to the bottom of the well, and he will never be able to live forever? Monkey, things are far from being as simple as you think, Manjushri has deep intentions, looking forward and backward, is to settle this grievance once and for all, and return peace to the people of Wuji Country, such good intentions, how can you, a frizzy monkey, understand?" I didn't expect Guanyin to react so violently, his words were sharp, aggressive, and the monkey was speechless, and he was speechless, and he was sincerely frightened at the moment, leaning over the ground, and repeatedly surrendering his hands to confess, so that Guanyin's anger was a little subdued, don't turn his head, and ignore him anymore.

Manjushri smiled slightly bitterly, and sighed: "It's really the parents of the one who gave birth to me, and the one who knows me is Guanyin." This is a long story, when two hundred years ago, I traveled to the country of Wuji, and saw that the king of this region governed a huge country of Wuji to a bumper harvest, the wind and rain were smooth, and my heart was happy, so I intended to give him a golden body of Arhat. I didn't want this guy to be ignorant, so he tied me up with a straw rope and threw me into the Dongcheng River and soaked me for three days and three nights, leaving me starved, frozen, and suffered. It was I who couldn't resentful of his arrogance, and deliberately wanted to make it difficult for him, so I asked Qingshi to use a trick to earn his three years of Jiangshan Sheji, in order to repay me for the humiliation of being covered with water and freezing that day. I don't want the moon to be cloudy and sunny, and there are things going wrong, one and the other, by chance, I actually dragged this period to two hundred years, and even the prince of Shaoguang and Hu Ah Qi joined it, which is really beyond my control, causing the people of the Wuji country to suffer from two hundred years of displacement for no reason, which is really Manjushri's responsibility. ”

Listening to Manjushri's painful self-blame, Tang Sanzang slapped his thigh as if he had discovered a new continent, and shouted: "It's beyond your control, it's because there was an accident in the person who learned the scriptures back then, otherwise how did His Majesty the King turn into two hundred years after three years of floods, old fox, do you dare to say that you didn't experience a similar great cause of learning scriptures back then? Just tell me, what happened to the team that year, and how did Tang Xuanzang die?" These words were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, causing the two Bodhisattvas' expressions to change suddenly, and they were speechless to each other, and they really didn't know how to answer.