Outside Chenjia Village, inspired by Dawang Temple.

Monk Sha set up a cauldron, Zhu Bajie lit the fire, Sun Wukong disemboweled the huge goldfish, and Xiao Bailong prepared the sauerkraut braised left ingredient.

Several apprentices followed Chen Jiangliu all the way, ate all the food, and greatly improved their cooking skills, which was not inferior to Chen Jiangliu.

After a while, the fish fragrance overflowed, and the cauldron was a mandarin duck pot, half braised and half sauerkraut, with a large pot of rice to eat.

Five bowls of rice for one person.

It only took a quarter of an hour for a pot of fish to enter the stomachs of Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice.

On the nine-day sea of clouds, it was the medicine master and Maitreya who were watching in rotation, and they didn't find anything wrong.

After eating and drinking, Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice returned to Chenjia Village with a fish bone shelf.

Seeing that Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice had returned, the old man of the Chen family asked with some fear, "Elder, how is it?" Didn't Grandpa Wang come today? ”

"No, this is Grandpa Wang." Chen Jiangliu pointed to the fish bone shelf and said.

"Elder, don't be kidding, the king is very capable, how can he be a dead fish?" The old man of the Chen family obviously didn't believe it.

Chen Jiangliu paused and said seriously: "This is the King of Inspiration, he has been ambushed, and there will be no need to pay tribute to boys and girls in the future." ”

The elders of the Chen family looked at the huge white bone fish shelf, their faces were terrified, and they were skeptical, "This dead fish is really the king of inspiration?" He's a demon? ”

"Well, demon!"

When the villagers of Chenjia Village heard the news, they all rushed to the place with torches, and they didn't believe it when they looked at the fish bone rack on the ground.

Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice took great pains to explain that this fish demon pretended to be a fairy in order to deceive the offerings and eat boys and girls.

"Son, you were eaten by this fish demon?"

"My grandson."

"A youkai with a thousand cuts!"

For a while, all the villagers were angry, and picked up farm tools and stones and threw them at the fish bone rack to vent their hatred.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

The Tongtian River is still rolling like that, but apart from this, there is nothing abnormal.

Two days had passed since the priest's time, and the Inspiration King had not appeared, and it was only then that the villagers truly believed that the Inspiration King had been beaten to death by the elders.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the people around the entire Tongtian River knew about it, and they all rushed to Chenjia Village.

At the entrance of Chenjia Village, a fish bone shelf was hung high, and the people who came were whipped and avenged.

Countless people cried bitterly, it was this fish demon who ate his own child.

It's not a pity to die, it's not a pity to die!

And at this time.

Above the clouds, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Puxian came to take turns with the medicine master and Maitreya.

The medicine master and Maitreya nodded slowly, turning into golden light and disappearing.

Guanyin, the three quasi-holy bodhisattvas, began to stare at the golden cicada.

Guanyin looked down and saw the fish bone frame hanging at the entrance of Chenjia Village, and his expression couldn't help but be stunned, a little familiar.

The next moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva's face suddenly darkened, revealing a furious expression, "Inspiration was eaten by the golden cicada?" ”

Guanyin's anger in his heart was difficult to suppress, and he showed his figure, "Golden Cicada!" ”

There are hundreds of people at the entrance of Chenjia Village, seeing the Buddha's light on the clouds, they all bow down respectfully and make a big salute: "Immortals, meet the immortals." ”

Chen Jiangliu was dressed in neat monk clothes, and led a few apprentices out slowly with his teeth, "Oh, it turned out to be Guanyin Bodhisattva, the poor monk visited the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, I don't know what the Bodhisattva is doing here?" ”

"Golden Cicada!" Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the golden cicada with an indifferent look, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"The poor monk is here." Jin Cicada said with a smile.

"How did you kill Inspiration!" Guanyin Bodhisattva asked loudly.

"Isn't he just a monster? Is there anything wrong with harming the people, eating people and children, and killing the poor monks? Chen Jiangliu deliberately asked rhetorically.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was suddenly choked by Chen Jiangliu's rhetorical question, "You only saw him eating people, why didn't you see him Shi Ganyu, Luo Qingyun, and thousands of miles of blessings?" ”

"Joke!"

"Without it raining, wouldn't there be no rain in the Heavenly Court? Isn't there no Four Seas Tribes traveling clouds and rain, blessing the Three Realms? ”

"But to deceive the ignorant people with supernatural powers, and dare to say that it is blessed?"

"The poor monk has a question, Guanyin Bodhisattva's Dharma cultivation has gone to the dog's belly?"

"Why don't you do this, the poor monk and his apprentice smashed your Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, lifted the purple bamboo forest, and then repaired it for you, so that it didn't happen, okay?"

Chen Jiangliu asked questions one after another, Guanyin Bodhisattva's face on the clouds was extremely black, this golden cicada was sophistry, and he was really not an opponent!

"The inspiration is that the goldfish in the lotus pond has attained the Tao, and for a while the greedy play has gone out of the mountain, and this seat also wants to let it test you here, how can you kill it directly?"

"Why don't you give it a chance? Buddhism said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground......"

Chen Jiangliu listened to Guanyin's words, his face immediately showed panic, and he lost his voice: "What? The inspiration monster is actually the pet of Guanyin Bodhisattva? ”

"Bodhisattva, why didn't you say it earlier? If it had been said that it was the Bodhisattva's pet, the poor monk would not have dared to kill him. ”

"Hey, this King of Inspiration has a very hard backbone, and he never said that he was the Bodhisattva's pet before he was killed."

"It's also strange that the poor monk didn't notice it for a while, and the apprentices worked too hard to sleep with the master, so they wanted to make a good meal, alas." Chen Jiangliu sighed deeply and said apologetically.

On the side, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiaobailong whistled without changing their faces, but they shouted in their hearts, "It's worthy of being a master, when it comes to lying, it's seamless." ”

Before the king of inspiration died, he pleaded bitterly that it was the Bodhisattva's subordinates, and Chen Jiangliu did not change his face and beat him to death!

Chen Jiangliu's voice was very loud, and the surrounding villagers' faces changed when they heard it, revealing anger, "What? That King of Inspiration is actually the pet of Guanyin Bodhisattva? ”

"Could it be that the King of Inspiration was sent by Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

The surrounding human races kneeling on the ground all stood up, and a representative of Lao Suo slowly stepped forward and asked loudly towards the clouds: "The great mercy and compassion of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the King of Inspiration is the Bodhisattva's pet, and he has plagued the Tongtian River for several years, why doesn't the Bodhisattva come to discipline?" ”

Guanyin listened to the questions of the human race below, his face was flat, and he did not speak.

Lao Suo's voice was louder, and he continued to ask: "Isn't it that the King of Inspiration was ordered by the Bodhisattva?" ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva was still silent, looking at Chen Jiangliu who was smiling and groaning below, his heart was burning with anger, "Golden Cicada, you are good at yourself!" ”

"Okay, do it yourself."

After Guanyin finished speaking, he turned and left.

Guanyin Bodhisattva's move is undoubtedly a confirmation that the king of inspiration is a person of Buddhism, and countless people of the human race are angry, and they return home to smash all the Buddha statues and knock down all the nearby Buddhist temples.

Some monks tried to defend themselves, but they were beaten up by the villagers.

The villagers didn't believe in Buddhism at all, they were extremely disgusted and disgusted, but they had great respect for Chen Jiangliu and the others, "Elder, you are good monks, they are all bad people and demons, we don't believe in Buddhism anymore, we only believe in you!" ”

Chen Jiangliu stared at the simple villagers in front of him and shouted a Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

Chen Jiangliu was very puzzled in his heart, really puzzled, why did Buddhism become what it is now?

Chen Jiangliu has been in Buddhism since he can remember, and the friendship between his senior brother and his junior brother, and the love of the abbot, is very beautiful......

Chen Jiangliu has a special affection for Buddhism, a sense of belonging.

Now, this sense of belonging is being exhausted at all.

O people, they are very simple and grateful, and they do good to whoever is good to them.

Buddhism wants to take root in the human race, spread the faith, and work for the benefit of the human race in a down-to-earth manner, but why did the anti-Buddhist movement occur in the country of Wuji?

Hundreds of millions of compatriots in Lion Camel Ridge died tragically.

Tongtian River, hundreds of children were used as sacrifices and eaten by Buddhism?

"Amitabha, what cause is sown, what fruit is gained!" Chen Jiangliu slowly saluted towards everyone.

On the side, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiao Bailong clearly felt the changes in the aura around the master, "It seems that he has understood... What a rich Buddha nature...... The Buddha in the sky is not as rich as the Buddha nature on the teacher. ”

Chen Jiangliu stayed in Chenjia Village for two more days, reciting sutras for the dead children.

The people in the village respected Chen Jiangliu and his colleagues very much, and when they learned that the high monks were not taboo in meat and vegetarian food, they slaughtered and cooked the few hens, pigs, and cattle in the village......

Chen Jiangliu's meal this time was very small, and after only a few bites, he put down the bowl quickly.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiao Bailong looked at the table full of wine and food, and wanted to feast, but when they saw the master stopping, they all stopped.

Chen Jiangliu smiled, "The poor monks and apprentices are full, you can eat these meals." ”

"Monk, you eat more."

"I'm really full."

In the end, Lao Su couldn't resist Chen Jiangliu, so he distributed the table full of wine and food to the villagers.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Little White Dragon realized something, and slowly spoke: "Master...... They are really rustic. ”

"Well, pack your bags and leave later." Chen Jiangliu was reluctant to stay longer, and the enthusiasm of the villagers was somewhat unbearable, so he could not hurt their people's strength again.

"Yes!"

Chen Jiangliu said goodbye to his master and apprentice, and the nearby villagers gave their respects, thanks to the elders who eradicated the monsters and saved their children......

Through the heavenly river, the big waves are rolling, wide and boundless.

As soon as Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice arrived at the river, they saw a huge old turtle appear in the river, "Elder, thank you for eradicating the Inspiration King, let me send you across the river." ”

"Thank you!" Chen Jiangliu didn't think much about it, so he took his apprentice and walked on the back of the old turtle.

The old turtle floated in the water, carrying the Chen River and a group to swim towards the other side of the Tongtian River.

"Elder, can the old turtle trouble you?"

"Say, you're welcome, you've given us a ride, it's hard."

"The old turtle has been practicing in this Tongtian River for thousands of years, but he has not been able to transform into a shape, and when you arrive at Lingshan, can you help the old turtle ask the Buddha, how long will it take to transform into a shape?" The old turtle pleaded.

"Yes, no problem." Chen Jiangliu agreed.

After a while, the old turtle sent Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice to the other side of the Tongtian River, thanked him, and slowly dived back to the bottom of the river.

Chen Jiangliu continued to travel westward.

And at this time, to the bottom of the river.

The old turtle swam to the water mansion and said respectfully: "Protector, the little one sent the monk across the river." ”

When the old turtle's voice fell, he saw a cloud of black gas emerging in the Water Mansion, and a monk, wearing a black robe, nodded with satisfaction, "Good job, I will report this matter, and when we unify the Three Realms in the future, you will be the Marshal of the Three Realms Water Mansion!" ”

"Yes! Thank you for the black robe, thank you for the black robe. ”

Tongtian River bears cause and effect, the purpose is to rob the Buddhist scriptures... With the help of the power of Buddhism, escape the abyss of darkness......

After the black-robed protector finished speaking, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

The Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation are becoming more and more confusing.

The sage took heaven and earth as a chessboard and all spirits as his sons, and played chess with his hands.

On the Journey to the West chess game, it seems to be covered with a layer of thick fog, covering all the chess pieces, and one side is the saint holding the piece.

On one side is the Demon Gate that has been eliminated from the game, looking for an opportunity, laying out ambush chess, waiting for the opportunity to return to the chess game!

In addition to the saint and the demon gate, there is another big hand that drives the chess game.

The hand is very slender and weak, but every time you push the chess piece, it is just right, one move to seal the throat, and do not give a chance to resist!

When you are a chess fan, only outsiders can see everything clearly......

Obviously, Wei Shuyu is not only a chess player, but also a chess player outside the game!

Anping Prefecture, Inner City.

Protectorate Mansion.

Yuan Tiangang was wearing an old Taoist robe, with a serious expression, walked in quickly, and found important information to report to Wei Shuyu.

"Childe, the old turtle you said has really appeared!" Yuan Tiangang said solemnly.

"Showing up? Who does the old turtle come into contact with? ”

When Wei Shuyu read Journey to the West in his previous life, he was extremely curious about this old turtle.

Tang Seng returned from learning the scriptures, because he didn't help him ask about the Buddha's transformation, he dared to get Tang Seng down the river and damage the Buddhist Sanzang scriptures, how bold is this?

Someone must have instructed the old turtle!

The purpose of the people behind it is not Tang Seng and the others, the goal is the scriptures!

Looking at the Three Realms, who would be interested in the scriptures?

Wei Shuyu has a vague guess, but he can't be sure!

Yuan Tiangang took out a jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Wei Shuyu, "Childe, the bad guys lurked at the bottom of the Tongtian River in advance and scattered thousands of jade slips, this is the most comprehensive record!" ”

Wei Shuyu took the jade slip mana and slowly injected it, and a picture appeared.

I saw the old turtle swimming, and a monk wearing a black robe appeared in the water mansion.

Wei Shuyu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the black-robed monk, and sure enough, hearing his name the next moment, confirmed Wei Shuyu's conjecture in his heart.

"Black-robed Dharma Protector!"

That old turtle respectfully called the black-robed monk the black-robed protector!

"Huh!" Wei Shuyu put away the jade slip, there was no need to look at it anymore, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"Black-robed protector, Heavenless Buddha... Is the Demon Path coming back......"

"After the Journey to the West, there is really a comeback of the Demon Dao!" Wei Shuyu was not sure before, in the journey to the west... There is no trace of the Devil's Path......

Wei Shuyu's understanding of the Demon Dao is also limited to Rahu, Wutian, and the black-robed protector... Catastrophe of the Three Realms!

"It seems that Buddhism wants to flourish, but it is really difficult." The corners of Wei Shuyu's mouth curled slightly, revealing a mysterious chuckle.

The Taoist ancestor promised that Buddhism would prosper, and it was prosperous, but he never said how long it would prosper.

"The Xuanmen is weak, and the prosperity of Buddhism will not last!"

On the side, Yuan Tiangang was shocked when he heard the word Demon Dao, "The Demon Dao monk is almost dead, and there are only rumors in the Three Realms, which is extremely rare......"

"Childe, what should we do?"

"It doesn't matter, what it was, what is it now, whether it is Buddhism or the Demon Dao, the saints are fighting, it can't affect our human race!"

"Within this amount of tribulation, the Holy Land of the Terran Race will be established and the Terran Race will be revitalized!"

"Yes!"

ps: One question: What is the difference between a turtle and a turtle?