Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Eagle Sorrows
"You monkey, I didn't expect you to have a lot of music cells!" Xuanzang turned his head and said thoughtfully on his face.
"I may have the opportunity to open a Monkey King Immortal Land Fairy Tour......"
Sun Wukong rushed to Xuanzang's side and said excitedly: "Master, what is a concert? Is it just a group of people singing?"
Xuanzang shook his head, didn't open his mouth to explain, turned around and continued to walk forward.
The speed of the two was not slow, and a few days later, a strange mountain appeared in front of them.
The east is connected with the boundless fertile field, the west is connected to the majestic peak of Lushan Mountain, the mountain winds up, like a strange snake looking up at the sky, wanting to turn into a dragon and go, there is the image of a hidden dragon.
The eagle is sad under the snake mountain.
The silver-white waterfall falls from the mountain, the bottomless cold stream is shrouded in white mist, turning into fairy clouds, and the surrounding grass and green trees reflect each other, and the edge of the cold stream is a circle of smooth big stones, ordinary people can not stand.
Looking at the cold stream from the stone, there are faint green waves flowing under the clouds and mist, which is not real, as if there is a sense of giant peeping.
A trickle of cold veins pierces through the clouds, and the clear waves reflect the red sun. The sound shakes the night rain and smells the valley, and the colorful hair dazzles the space. Thousands of waves flew and shattered jade, and a pool of water roared in the breeze. The flow is gone, and the gulls and herons forget to catch each other.
Xuanzang Wu stood on top of the big stone, and the soles of his feet seemed to take root, and there was no danger of slipping.
Seeing this magnificent scene, he couldn't help but be poetic, and chanted loudly: "Ah! Mountain, you are so beautiful......
Sun Wukong's monkey face was red in the back, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he was afraid of being hammered, and he was extremely hard.
Xuanzang thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a good word, so he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and after a while, he opened his mouth and sang: "Yo...... The descendants of the mountain~~~ Love the sun! The sun loves the people in the mountain! The mountain road here is eighteen bends......"
Yo...... The descendants of the mountains ~~~
Yo...... The descendants of the mountains ~~~
Love the Sun......
The mountains continue to echo this loud mountain song, and the echoes are constantly lingering......
"Whoa!"
A huge white dragon suddenly emerged from the cold stream, the dragon's head was the size of a carriage, and the dragon's eyes were like a large blue and black lantern.
The dragon's head swayed slightly, the water vapor was filled, and the dragon's whiskers fluttered lightly in the air.
"Where did the wild monk come from, what kind of crooked song he sang, disturbing Lao Tzu's sleep!
The dragon's mouth opened and closed and spit out human words, and as he spoke, he opened the dragon's mouth and roared at Xuanzang!
"Roar~~"
Xuanzang was singing in the middle of his head, and when he was interrupted like this, his nose was almost crooked.
In addition, the dragon opened its mouth and roared at him, and a fishy smell came to his face.
Disgusted and angry: "You house dragon, how long has it been since you brushed your teeth!"
As soon as the figure moved, it flew and jumped onto the dragon's head.
The contrast between the two figures, one large and one small, is particularly obvious, and Xuanzang looks like an insignificant little insect on his head.
"Taste my boring state continuous normal punch!"
"Boom!"
"Knock"
"Boom!"
......
Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel numb when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped aside.
The little white dragon was still curious about where the person in front of him had gone, but in an instant, there was a sharp pain in his head, and then his eyes went black.
Biting the dragon's tongue violently, it was able to relieve the strong dizziness.
Can...... Immediately after the sound of "bang"!
The little white dragon Ao Lie only felt that his eyes couldn't help but shed tears, and his nose also spurted out violently, and tears flowed everywhere!
Ache!
"Don't ......"
Before he could finish speaking, the little white dragon fainted.
Xuanzang punched a few times, and when he saw that the little white dragon had fainted, he stopped swinging his fist and spitted: "Phew, I really don't need to fight!"
When Sun Wukong heard this, he couldn't help but put up black lines on his head, and stuck out his tongue: "You may have some misunderstanding about your fist......"
"Dong" (3 centimeters shorter)
Sun Wukong was sticking out his tongue and was smashed on the head by a fist and almost bit off his tongue, and fled from Xuanzang's side with painful tears, looking at Xuanzang with a resentful face, like a big girl abandoned by a negative man.
"Lewd monkey!" Xuanzang glanced at Sun Wukong, and then grabbed one of the horns of the little white dragon.
Dragging a dragon horn, he threw the little white dragon to the shore with a slight force.
"Bang!"
The huge dragon body made intimate contact with the ground, causing the mountains to shake for a while.
Shocked, this land lord drilled out of the ground to check the situation, and saw a huge dragon body lying on the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Soon the land god recognized Sun Wukong and said respectfully: "Great Sage, what's wrong, how did Ao Lie become like this?"
When Sun Wukong saw the land god asking, Zhengse said: "This evil dragon actually wants to devour my master, and he is ...... My grandson was knocked unconscious!"
While speaking, he saw Xuanzang smiling and looking like a monk, and hurriedly put the pot down.
Xuanzang walked over and nodded to Sun Wukong, patted his shoulder, as if to say, "Wukong, you did a good job, keep up the good work in the future!"
"Amitabha! I've seen the land god!" Xuanzang clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, looking handsome and smiling.
When the land was seen, he secretly praised, "What a good-skinned monk!"
Don't dare to slack off, the land god bowed and saluted back: "I have seen the holy monk, I think you may have some misunderstanding, this little white dragon Ao Lie was originally the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, because he set fire to the pearl on the palace, he was played by the Dragon King of the West Sea, and sued for disobedience, the Jade Emperor hung it in the air, beat three hundred, and was punished in a few days." Later, because of the appearance of the South China Sea Guanshi Bodhisattva, he was exempted from the death penalty, and was relegated to the snake pan mountain eagle sorrowful stream waiting for the holy monk to come, and was the protector who went to the west to learn the scriptures with him. ”
Xuanzang said with a surprised face: "Oh, it turned out to be the evil dragon ordered by Master Guanyin, and the journey to the west is quite long, you might as well let him turn into a white horse for me as a foot force!"
When the land god heard this, his face was strange, as if he was surprised by this Xuanzang's ...... Excessively?
It was originally planned to let the little white dragon be the foot force, but when Xuanzang said this, he felt that something was weird.
The land god didn't care, secretly notified Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then cast a spell to clear the gods, and the little white dragon slowly woke up.
The little white dragon had just woken up, and he didn't care about anything, so he hurriedly burrowed into the eagle's sorrowful stream, and was so frightened that he never came out again.
A white light flew rapidly from the sky.
"I've seen Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
"I've seen Master Guanyin!"
......
Guanyin Bodhisattva was like a god, drove the clouds to the Eagle Sorrowful Stream, and explained: "This white dragon was originally the son of the Dragon King of the West Sea, and he committed a capital crime. If you don't have this dragon horse, you won't be able to go to the western sky. ”
The land god stopped talking on the side, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not speak.
Sun Wukong also glanced at Xuanzang in surprise, and said in his heart, "Master is really a god, how did you know that this little white dragon would be arranged by the Bodhisattva to ride as a horse?"
Seeing that everyone did not object, the Bodhisattva only thought that everyone was shocked by his own situation, so he couldn't help but smile slightly, and shouted into the stream, and the white dragon came out of the deep stream, and immediately turned into a handsome son in white and came to the Bodhisattva.
The Bodhisattva said, "Little White Dragon, your master has come!" As he spoke, he untied the night pearl on the white dragon's neck, dipped some nectar in wicker and waved it at him, blew a breath of fairy energy, and shouted "change", and the white dragon turned into a white horse.
The little white dragon had a pair of big eyes at this time, and he looked at Xuanzang with a bitter face, a little afraid.
"It turns out that this is the master that the Bodhisattva found for Xiaolong......! Fierce!"
The little white dragon Ao Lie turned into a white horse, and he couldn't speak, so he ran to Xuanzang's side as if he was courteous after a few snorts, and knelt down to ask Xuanzang to get on the horse.
After Guanyin Bodhisattva finished explaining the little white dragon, he nodded to everyone, turned into white light and disappeared.
Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the land god understood in seconds when he saw this, and immediately left.
So there was only one person, one monkey and one horse, standing still.
"Hey, this old woman is really haunted!"
Xuanzang got on the horse and complained, so frightened that the white dragon horse under him staggered and almost didn't stand firm.