Early in the morning, Fahai resigned from the request of the monks in the temple to follow and went down the mountain alone.

Chang'an City is the capital of the Tang Dynasty, thousands of miles away from Zhenjiang. Although the road is far away, Fahai is the body of an immortal, and he can soar through the clouds and fog, and it will only take half a day to rush to the road.

It is precisely because of this convenience that Tang Seng must first find the location of Tang Seng. At that time, I will enter Chang'an with him, so that I can not only catch up with the water and land puja, but also complete the entrustment of Guanyin.

With Fahai's ability, it is not difficult to protect him, but the real difficulty is how to find him.

Fortunately, although the territory of the Tang Dynasty is large, he has the portrait given by Guanyin in his hand, and then transports the Buddha's heavenly eye power, even if it takes some effort, but there is no better way.

In the days that followed, he traveled to the three mountains, watched the five mountains, and soared through the clouds. A pair of heavenly eyes, seeing the dust far and near like the palm of the hand, swept all over the land of Datang, and finally found Xuanzang's location on the tenth day.

On this day, under the scorching midday sun, a young monk walked on a deserted path wearing cloth clothes and shoes, a hat on his head, and a bamboo basket on his shoulder.

About twenty miles south of this path, there is an official road from Tongguan to Chang'an, the capital of the country. But Xuanzang did not choose this relatively safe road with post stations along the way.

Just because of the mountains and rivers on this road, he was weak and powerless, and he couldn't go over the mountains and rivers. There were many detours, so that it was delayed for a long time.

It was July 13, and there were only two days left before the Zhongyuan Water and Land Festival, so in order not to miss this grand event, he chose this wilderness road that could be taken close.

It is very dangerous to walk on the wild road, and there are often fierce beasts and insects in the wilderness, and if you are unlucky, then the eight achievements will become the lunch of the animals.

Fortunately, Xuanzang had made preparations before, and specially hid a packet of spices made of realgar and various exotic herbs in his arms, the smell was pungent, and ordinary beasts would not dare to approach if they smelled this smell.

But there was one thing he didn't expect, spices could prevent beasts, but they couldn't prevent wicked.

A chirp pierced the air, and in the grass beside him, a tripwire was suddenly thrown out, and it hit Xuanzang's calf accurately, and the latter fell to the ground in response.

Then, a few laughs came, and five or six big men were snatched out of the grass. These people are all full of flesh and fierce eyes, and they are obviously not good people.

"Straight lady thief, what kind of thing should I be, it turns out to be a bald bastard. ”

"What the eldest brother said is not true, a bald scoop is a bald scoop, but a hybrid is not necessarily, at least I look pleasing to the eye. ”

"Hahahaha...... The second brother saw that the monk was white and clean, and he raised seedlings again. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Listening to the laughter of the bandits around him like evil ghosts, Xuanzang, who was lying on the ground like a big maggot, had a handsome face as white as snow with fright at this time.

"How many donors, poor monks are just passers-by, how did they provoke a few? Please look at my Buddha's golden face, spare me." ”

A big man led by grabbed Xuanzang's front placket, lifted him up like a chicken, and stretched out his hand to search his monk's robe.

"Phew, he's a fucking poor ghost, and it's been a waste of your work. ”

The big man put a mouthful of sticky phlegm on Xuanzang's face, and then slapped him again.

"Smack!!" The voice was loud, and Xuanzang screamed in pain, so he fainted.

"Big brother, look at this. Another man searched out a post from the bamboo basket behind Xuanzang, opened it and handed it to the boss.

After the man at the head glanced at it, he raised his eyes and said, "Yo he! I looked away, and I didn't expect that this bald donkey was actually a high monk who went to the water and land puja."

That's right, go back and find a young one among the brothers, shave your hair, light the incense seal, and take this post to the meeting, and in the name of a high monk, you still can't get any money?"

All the bandits nodded and clapped their hands.

The man who handed over the post earlier pointed to Xuanzang and asked, "Big brother, do you want to stay?"

"Wipe!" the boss said casually, his tone as casual as killing a chicken. The latter understood, took out a shuttle dart from his arms, and put it against Xuanzang's neck.

Xuanzang had long been frightened by the scene in front of him, and now that his death was approaching, he only felt that the Buddhist teachings he had learned in the past were gone, and all that was left was the fear of death and the faint urge to urinate in his crotch.

"Amitabha, my life is resting~" Xuanzang craned his neck and closed his eyes to die.

But at this moment—

"If you dare to touch him, I will kill you. ”

A deep voice came from a distance, and when the bandits heard it, they saw a burly, mighty old monk walking towards them slowly.

"Damn, I just caught the little bald donkey, and the old bald donkey is here again, how many brothers rushed to the monk's nest today?"

Despite being insulted, Fahai was expressionless, but his tone was a little colder.

"My patience is limited, so let people go quickly, otherwise, die!"

When the bandits heard this, there was an uproar, and immediately three men couldn't bear it, so they took out their blades from their arms, each played a set of wind-splashing knife techniques, and rushed up.

In the face of the attack of the three, Fahai's eyes showed a cold light, and he didn't see any movement from him, just waved his hand. The three of them screamed in pain and fell backwards and flew out, and after falling to the ground, each spurted out a mouthful of blood, and they were devastated on the spot.

This hand really suppressed them, but Fahai suddenly disappeared in place, and when the remaining few remnants noticed that Fahai appeared in front of them like a ghost, it was too late to escape.

With one hand on the left, he strangled the bandit with a shuttle dart on the spot, and with one kick on the right, he kicked the other bandit into two sections.

In the spraying red, Fahai's right hand suddenly went deep, and his palm carried the momentum of wind and thunder, and slapped it on the bandit's leader's heavenly spirit cover.

Between the snap of his fingers and thunder, the holy monks of Buddhism opened a killing ring, and the sky was full of blood and rain, showing his great ferocity.

With a tooth-souring "crunch", the leader of the bandits, a good Liuyang leader, was slapped into his chest by the power of this palm.

In an instant, life and death reversed.

"Those who do evil will die innocently!" Fahai's voice fell, and the treasure light lit up all over his body, and under the light of the ** divine light, all the flesh and blood were cleansed away.

Xuanzang, who was rescued from life and death, looked at the savior in front of him with a dull face, and his lips trembled.

"Could it be that the Buddha is really apparition?"

Looking at Xuanzang, who was stunned, Fahai's face suddenly changed to a kind and gentle smile, and he bent down to help him up.

"Master Xuanzang, you're not injured. ”

Xuanzang looked up at him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and water flowed out of the corners of his eyes, only to see him fall to his knees.

"Thanks to the Buddha's rescue, the disciple Xuanzang bowed his head for a hundred bows!" After speaking, he kowtowed to Fahai like pounding garlic.

"Huh...... You misunderstood, I am not a Buddha, I am the abbot of Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang, Fahai, because of the entrustment of Guanyin Bodhisattva, I came to protect you to Chang'an. ”