Faced with the monkey's almost threatening request, the new ruler of France immediately turned to the monks of Kunlun Mountain. The results can be imagined.

For the monkeys, the seven golden immortals joined forces and had to fight against each other, what could the Kunlun Mountain monks who were their disciples and grandchildren do? This is something that everyone understands.

Almost unexpectedly, Xuanzang's request to chant for the deceased was granted. The time for burial was successfully postponed.

However, the person at the top agrees to agree, and the person below is willing to cooperate, but it is another matter.

Many family members of the deceased refused to let Xuanzang get close to the corpses of their loved ones, and some even moved the corpses home from the common morgue in order to avoid Xuanzang.

For this reason, Xuanzang had to go door-to-door like a fate, looking for the victims who were deliberately hidden, and trying to persuade them to allow Xuanzang to recite sutras for the victims. endured increasing ridicule.

The desolate scene made the black bear spirit hazy with tears.

He chased after him like Xuanzang's servant and asked, "Master Xuanzang, why are you suffering?"

Xuanzang didn't answer, but still dragged his tired body, continuing what he thought was the only thing he could do at the moment.

The rest of the westbound team saw this scene, but they all chose to be silent.

Preach the Tao is the meaning of the existence of this team, but apart from Xuanzang himself, who understands this "Tao" and how to prove it?

Don't talk about them, it's Xuanzang himself. I'm afraid I'm already hesitating at this moment. Silent. is the only thing they can do.

Because Xuanzang did not allow monkeys to threaten the people with force. The monkeys were not allowed to question the monks who were tasked with rebuilding after the disaster. As a result, the situation can only get worse little by little.

"Isn't that liar gone yet?"

"Not gone yet. ”

"Why does he still have the face to stay, and does he want to bring us even more calamity?"

"He said he was going to recite sutras to the dead. ”

"Chanting, don't be funny, just use his own invented Dharma?"

Xuanzang's reputation has deteriorated little by little in this black wave, and he has become like a rat crossing the street.

Many people were reluctant to let Xuanzang enter the door and did not want to listen to him. On both sides of the road, the windowsill was full of people, from awe at the beginning to fear later. And now the eyes seem to be like a joke.

They laughed unscrupulously, and some people even began to throw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at Xuanzang.

The monkey stood on the street and watched quietly, gritting his teeth with hatred.

However, Xuanzang is still holding on, continuing his incomprehensible plan. His face was glazed, like that of the walking dead.

......

On the spiritual mountain, a monk bowed in front of Rulai. Everyone's eyes flickered slightly.

"I thought he just lost the game of begging France, and he would still go west. I didn't expect this Xuanzang...... It was a complete defeat. It was unexpected. ”

"Defeat is inevitable, and this is already the case. The method of Pudu for good, but it is just a lie. ”

"It was more surprising. Daomen actually stabbed him at this time. ”

"What's so surprising about this, the Tao is different, if we give them a chance, it's hard to guarantee that they won't stab us. ”

"However, why does Xuanzang insist on chanting scriptures for the dead?

At this question, everyone in the hall immediately fell silent, frowning one by one.

"He's crossing himself. A loud voice slowly rang out in the hall.

All eyes were on Rulai.

I saw Rulai slowly close his eyes and sighed lightly: "Crossing the bitter sea is like saving the drowning person." At the same time as he stretched out his hand, he was also put in danger. The ferryman and the ferryed are actually a game. If the person who crosses the person is strong and the law is wonderful, then the drowning person will be saved. If the drowning person is strong and dull, in the end, it is difficult to guarantee that the person who crosses the man will not be dragged into the water. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the Buddhas and arhats in the hall were shocked, and their eyes widened one by one.

Someone asked urgently: "According to what His Holiness said, isn't Xuanzang now being dragged into the water and falling into a sea of suffering?"

Rulai nodded slightly.

Suddenly, everyone was amazed.

Someone muttered, "I see." Xuanzang chanted the scriptures, not to appease the dead, but to appease himself. The name is to cross people, but it is actually to cross oneself. The people of a city have thousands of dead and wounded, and there are sins in them...... Although he didn't do it himself, it was hard to get out of it. ”

"What is more terrible than the misunderstanding of the people is the reproach of one's own heart. That's why he didn't explain. For even if the people forgive, he cannot deceive his heart. Instead of whitewashing the peace, it is better to uncover the side that has already been drenched in blood. ”

"The way of doing good is a lie. In this heaven and earth, how can there ever be a person who thinks that he is good and becomes a great way? Without 'power' to preach the way of goodness, it is a dangerous move. Xuanzang has today's bitter fruit, which is also reasonable. ”

Everyone in the hall talked about it, and they all sighed.

Now it seems that Xuanzang's original move to use his strength to fight was ingenious, but it was just a sideshow. It doesn't work out the big picture.

In the midst of the disturbance, someone suddenly asked: "Since even himself is already in a sea of suffering, what will happen to him next?"

At this question, all the arhats who were originally discussing with great interest were stunned, and they looked at each other one by one, unable to answer. I could only look at the Buddhas.

This time, no one answered, whether it was Nyorai, or the four great Buddhas, or even the other lower Buddhas.

......

In the imperial dining room, the black bear spirit angrily overturned the table.

He grabbed the chef by the collar and lifted the other party up: "What do you mean, you don't even give you food?"

"The small, the little one can't be the master...... I didn't mention it, I'm just a master, where can I decide?"

Looking at the huddled men in the corner of the wall from a distance, the black bear spirit gritted his teeth, slammed the kitchen head to the ground, and rushed out the door.

......

Hurried to the monkey's side. He whispered, "Great Sage." The grandsons in the imperial dining room actually said that they hadn't prepared Master Xuanzang's meal. I...... I'm going to find something to eat for Master Xuanzang. ”

That's not far away. Xuanzang was just blasted out of the door by a family.

The monkey glanced back at the black bear spirit, and then looked down at his bear paw with a few wisps of leaves.

"I thought you'd just beat them up and grab the food. ”

"Master Xuanzang said that he couldn't conflict with them. ”

"And yet you did it anyway?"

Hearing this, the black bear spirit had to lower his head.

"Master Xuanzang hasn't eaten anything in a day and night, I'll go find him something to eat." ”

As he spoke, the roller shutter was about to turn away, but was grabbed by the canopy.

Slowly shaking his head, Tianpeng said, "No need to go." Just tell him the facts. ”

As he spoke, Tianpeng glanced in the direction where Xuanzang was.

"Tell him this ......"

The roller blinds and the black bear looked at each other.

"It's nothing to tell him. The monkey plucked out his ears and sighed, "To say it or not to say it, it's all like that." Besides, he's the one who wants Pudu, so it's appropriate to hide it from him?"

Under the push and instigation of everyone, in the end, the black bear spirit had to walk slowly towards Xuanzang, and saw what he heard and saw. Tell Xuanzang truthfully.

Xuanzang stopped and glanced at the monkey. After saying something to the black bear spirit, he continued to move on to the next house.

The black bear spirit scratched his head and walked back.

"How?"

Master Xuanzang said...... Master Xuanzang said he didn't eat. ”

"Huh?" the little white dragon called out: "Does he want to die?"

The group frowned and stared at the black bear spirit quietly.

After a while, the black bear spirit blinked his eyes and said with some uncertainty: "Master Xuanzang said...... He said that birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment, love and separation, and the inability to ask for the five aggregates, what he endured was only the suffering of the flesh, which was insignificant compared to the suffering of the people. If you can't even bear this little suffering, what can you talk about Purdue preaching......"

When this was said, everyone present was stunned.

The monkey looked at the canopy with some incredulity and said, "He can connect all this, what kind of logic is this? Do you have to starve to death to preach?"

"Nope. Tian Peng blinked, frowned, pondered carefully, and said softly, "There is a problem." ”

"What? do you understand?"

Tianpeng shook his head and said, "I haven't figured it out yet, but ...... But I always felt that something was wrong. ”

In the distance, Xuanzang had already walked around the corner.

In order to prevent Xuanzang from leaving their sight, several people hurriedly followed with small steps.

Seeing this, the still injured macaque king had no choice but to shake his head and follow with a branch he had picked up.

Xuanzang's journey of chanting was rugged.

The people were so prejudiced that they wanted to chew his bones, and he was unwilling to explain them, but to bear all the curses of resentment alone.

The sky was gray with a light rain.

Xuanzang was kicked out of the house again, and when he was about to go out, the owner of the house gave him a kick and kicked him directly into the stagnant water in front of the house.

"If you dare to come, come once, Lao Tzu will beat you once, and the next time you will not ......"

The man's scolding stopped abruptly the moment he saw the monkey hiding in the far corner. He was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated into the room, closed the door and shivered.

The whole world was quiet, and Xuanzang, who was lying in the stagnant water, was motionless.

On both sides of the street, countless eyes watched him quietly through the cracks in the windows.

"Is it dead?"

"Probably not, why is it so easy to die?"

It's hard to say, he seems to have not drunk a sip of water or eaten a grain of rice for a long time. Plus chanting like this...... It's not surprising that you're tired to death. ”

Under the bursts of whispering, the first person to be afraid was not the people who belonged to the same westbound team, but the man who had just kicked Xuanzang over.

If Xuanzang dies like this, what will happen to him?

Thinking of the scene of the monkey fighting against the gods, his feet went limp.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the monkey walking step by step to Xuanzang's side with the rain all over the ground, and pulled Xuanzang's collar to lift him up.

"Know you're not dead. Nothing else, I'm quite accurate in my perception of breath. ”

Looking at the monkey in a daze, Xuanzang coughed heavily, waded through the rain and crawled under the eaves beside him to take shelter from the rain, and shrunk into a ball.

The monkey came step by step with a golden rod and sat down beside him. After a slight hesitation, he asked softly, "How are you now?" I know that this time this trouble will hit you, but if you play like this, you will kill yourself. ”

"Or go back. You go back to Huaguo Mountain, the marshal goes back to Gao Laozhuang, and everyone goes back to the place that belongs to you. ”

"What?" exclaimed the monkey.

Looking at the rain flying in the sky, Xuanzang sighed expressionlessly: "Perhaps, the poor monk should not have pulled you in the first place." Poor monks should ...... Walk the westward journey by yourself. (To be continued.) )