Chapter 4 After all, the poor monk is not a demon
"Wukong, I think this tight hoop matches you the most, both in terms of color and shape. Why don't you choose this? ā
Tang Sanzang's attention was focused on the three hoops, and as for when Guanyin left, he didn't seem to pay attention at all.
"Master...... IāI'm still ...... again Take a look again! ā
Who knows, Tang Sanzang suddenly raised his head and smiled, and then threw the three hoops into his backpack, "Look at the hammer, is it possible that you really want to wear it?" ā
"Why are you stunned, let's go west."
Sun Wukong was stunned, and then his heart was warm, and his eyes were a little moist.
"Okay!" Sun Wukong excitedly picked up his luggage and followed behind Tang San to hide.
There was no word all the way, and the master and apprentice walked west for a few more days.
On this day, I came to a mountain stream that was difficult for people to walk.
The trail is steep and the mountain water is murmuring.
"Wukong, where are we?"
Sun Wukong hurriedly set up the clouds, put his hand on the pergola to observe, and turned back.
"Master, this is the Eagle Stream of Snake Mountain!"
"Eagle Sorrow?"
Tang Sanzang sat on the suitcase with a golden knife, smacking a cigarette.
"Oh, this is to make Lao Tzu a dragon knight."
"Master, what is a dragon knight?"
Tang Sanzang's mouth popped out some fresh terms from time to time.
"It's nothing, it's just a profession."
Sun Wukong was very discerning, and when he saw that Tang Sanzang didn't want to say more on this topic, he took the initiative to change the conversation.
"Master, this mountain stream is a little weird."
"Aren't you talking nonsense, the poor mountains and bad waters are out of the goblins."
As he was talking, he heard the sound of water, and a white dragon rushed out of the deep pool!
The dragon was menacing, and before Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice could react, he opened his mouth like lightning, sucked the white horse carrying him into his belly, turned around and flew back to the Eagle Stream.
Sun Wukong pointed to the rippling water surface of the mountain stream, "Master, your horse is gone!" ā
"Dead monkey, what are you talking about?!"
"I mean, your horse ......"
Boom!
Tang Sanzang stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of Sun Wukong's head.
"Ning is also a Zuan player? Want to interact with me? The head is screwed off for you! ā
Monkey king:???
Tang Sanzang held a Zen staff in his hand, and an amiable smile appeared on his face.
"Today, as a teacher, I will teach you by word and deed, so that you can know what it means to admit your mistakes and stand up when you are beaten!"
"Master spare me, Master spare me!"
Sun Wukong held his head in his hands and squatted in place.
At this moment, a cloud drifted in the sky.
Nanhai Guanyin stood on the head of the cloud and descended in front of Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice.
"Golden Cicada, we meet again."
"Yo, isn't this Sister Guanyin!" Tang Sanzang smiled and took out a cigarette, "You want one too?" ā
"I'm here for business...... Your white horse has been swallowed by a dragon? ā
"I just lost my horse...... Phew, my horse is just gone, sister, you appeared, the news is so bright! ā
Guanyin smiled indifferently and ignored Tang Sanzang's words.
"The white dragon in this eagle's sorrowful stream, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, violated the rules of heaven because of his sin, and should have been beheaded, but he was saved by my Buddha, and I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"So Sister Guanyin, you raised it here specifically to eat my horses? Enough to be idle! Tang Seng interjected.
Guanyin ignored Tang Sanzang again, and said to himself: "He, like Sun Wukong, is a disciple who protects you on your journey to the west to learn scriptures." ā
Who knew that Tang Sanzang waved his hand again and again when he heard this: "Sister, aren't you determined to block me?" I went to the West to learn scriptures, not to recruit new people from the community. ā
Guanyin is full of black lines.
"Of course! It's not impossible for me to take in apprentices, but it has to be a good thing, right? Tang Sanzang rubbed his hands.
Guan yin:???
"Okay, how are you going to accept this apprentice?"
"Sister Guanyin, my eldest apprentice has been suppressed for a long time, and I won't take advantage of that iron stick, so I'm looking for you to change your weapon."
"I see, I also have a lot of magic weapons here......"
"He said it, I want Sister Guanyin's Zizhu!"
As soon as Tang Sanzang's words came out, Sun Wukong immediately became calm, and just wanted to open his mouth to explain that he didn't have this idea, but the next second he was glared back by Tang Sanzang's eyes.
"Zizhu?" Guanyin's cheeks twitched slightly.
I think that when the heaven and earth first opened, ten innate spiritual roots were born in the flood wilderness, and this purple bamboo was one of them.
It took a lot of time for Guanyin to have the bamboo forest scene of the Nanhai Guanyin Dojo today.
His face was very ugly, but in order to learn from the great cause, he could only wave his sleeves, and a purple bamboo flew out of the jade bottle and landed in Tang Sanzang's hands.
"Good stuff! Wukong, you can take this to carry the burden in the future! ā
"Thank you, Master, for the reward!"
Guan yin:???
Zizhu, which he regards as a treasure, is going to be used as a flat shoulder by this monkey?!
It's a terrible thing!
Do evil!!!
"Golden cicada! Zizhu, you have already gotten it, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea......"
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"
Tang Sanzang smiled with a red face.
"Very good." Guanyin nodded, but it was finally a matter.
"But Sister Guanyin, my horse was eaten, and it's inconvenient to have no mount...... Look, why don't you lend me your golden retriever? ā
Guanyin suddenly changed color.
Took Zizhu and still want his mount?
Don't say yes!
Guanyin's heart moved, and he said continuously: "Since the horse was swallowed by Ao Lie, Ao Lie will act as a mount!" ā
He waved his hand at the eagle sorrow, "Evil obstacles, don't show up yet!" ā
The white dragon broke through the water and transformed into a handsome and beautiful young man, kneeling in front of Guanyin.
"Ao Lie, the sinner, has seen the Bodhisattva!"
Then he bowed to Tang Sanzang, who was smoking.
"Ao Lie has seen Master!"
"Ao Lie, since you are good at eating Tang Sanzang's mount, you will be punished in the future, and you will turn into a dragon horse in the future, and carry Tang Sanzang all the way to the west to learn scriptures."
Without giving Ao Lie time to react, Guanyin waved his sleeves and hurried away.
Leave Ao Lie alone, messy in the wind......
"What a calculation!" Tang Sanzang looked at Guanyin's distant back, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's you, Sister Guanyin!" ā
When he turned back, Ao Lie had already turned into a white horse and stood obediently aside.
Tang Sanzang grinned when he saw this, "Good girl, you really have become a dragon knight now!" ā¦ā¦ Hey, Ao Lie, are you a male or a female? ā
Ao Lie: ......
I have to say that there is a dragon horse transformed into Ao Lie, although this mountain road is bumpy, but for the dragon knight Tang Sanzang, it is like walking on the ground.
The phrase "lost east, harvested mulberry" is the most appropriate way to describe Ao Lie.
Although there was a small accident and he failed to become the second apprentice, fortunately he had a good mentality, and he knew that he only needed to carry Tang Sanzang to complete this westward journey, and he could attain the Bodhisattva fruition, so why not be a kind of happiness?
So he became more and more diligent and dedicated.
Over the Snake Pan Mountain, a temple appeared in front of everyone.
Although the four gold lacquer characters of "Guanyin Zen Temple" on the door plaque are slightly dumb, they do not damage its charm at all.
"Yo, this isn't our old acquaintance's field!"
Tang Sanzang looked up at the door plaque and smiled.
Sun Wukong helped Tang Sanzang get off the horse, and went to call the door in three steps and two steps.
The welcoming monk opened the door, and after Tang Sanzang reported the calendar, he did not dare to slack off, and immediately invited everyone into the ear room to rest, and he ran quickly to the temple to report.
After a short time, the main entrance of the Buddhist hall opened, and fifty or sixty monks rushed out and greeted them in the ear room.
At the beginning is an old man with a white beard, he is gorgeously dressed, brilliant, and his words are even more neutral.
"Amitabha, it turned out to be a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, and he forgave the old man for missing his welcome."
Tang Sanzang was sitting in the ear room roasting the fire, and when he heard the voice, he also stood up and saluted back.
"Whew! No matter how high a monk is a monk, he has two shoulders and a head, and he also has to eat grains. ā
Seeing that Tang Sanzang was dressed plainly and spoke rudely, the host became contemptuous, unwilling to greet Tang Sanzang anymore, and his words became neither salty nor light.
"Two of you, please inside."
After speaking, he turned around and went back to the courtyard gate, and judged the two of them when he came.
A group of monks also hurriedly followed behind the host and went back to chant the Buddha.
Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows.
"Huh? This old thing is a bit of a dog's eye. ā
"Master, my grandson is going to feed him a lesson!"
Sun Wukong took out the Ruyi golden hoop stick and made a momentum.
"Eat the hammer! This is Sister Guanyin's territory, don't rush the Dragon King Temple, converge a little. ā
"But that guy is rampant, and he actually neglects the master...... I'm not angry! ā
Tang Sanzang smiled and patted Sun Wukong's head: "Don't worry, stabilize your hand first!" ā
Leaving the dragon horse and luggage in place, Tang Sanzang led Sun Wukong to the front yard.
"Sit."
The white-bearded host sat on the Taishi chair, not to mention honorifics, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.
The little novice, who was diligent in his hands and feet, immediately brought a stool.
Tang Sanzang didn't play well, and sat down with Sun Wukong alone.
"Tea."
The little novice ran again.
Brought a tea cup made of clay pottery, which was soaked with black tea foam.
"The deserted village and wild store are not as good as the bustling city. The tea is shoddy, don't dislike it. ā
Tang Sanzang pursed his lips and put the teacup aside without moving.
"But the tea in my temple is not to the master's liking?"
"It's okay, I'm used to drinking plain water."
After listening to Tang Sanzang's words, the host felt a little more contempt in his heart.
"The poor monk heard that the Tang Dynasty in the East was coming from all countries, and there were countless treasures. The two of them came from afar, so they must have a lot of treasures on them, right? ā