"Monk, Lone is not a monk, Lone is a king, he is the lord of a country, Lone is not a monk!"

The madman pushed Guanyin away, bared his teeth in a pretended vicious manner, and stumbled away.

Guanyin took a deep look at the back of the madman, came back to his senses, and looked at the real long street, which was already a wreckage and broken wall, and there were a few stalls scattered on both sides of the long street, which were also covered with a thick layer of dust, and there was a gloomy and bleak atmosphere everywhere.

In the sky, rolling black clouds obscured the sky, like a big wave surging, and the waves were endless.

Occasionally, the light poured out, and before it fell to the earth, it was completely wiped out by the cold wind.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, girl, do you have a fortune telling?"

A tattered old Taoist priest appeared out of nowhere, lying in the middle of the road, blocking Guanyin's way.

Guanyin asked, "Is it accurate?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his white beard, shook his head and waved his hand: "The poor road is straight, you are not allowed to ask for money?"

Guanyin asked again: "Why is it coarse cloth and rotten clothes, yellow face and thin muscles?"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, his face turned red, and the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, and he argued: "This fate is unpredictable, and there are occasional misses, and occasional misses, can it be counted inaccurately?"

Guanyin was silent, and walked around, unwilling to pay attention to the Taoist priest.

"Wait, wait, the girl still counts a hexagram, it's good to give it a try, it's not allowed not to take money!"

The old Taoist priest shouted behind Guanyin, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared in his ears.

Guanyin walked to the end of the long street, and saw a woman in the corner, sitting behind a narrow table, with small dimples on her face and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

That was the last time the monkey saw her before Yan Xiaowu lost her sight.

"Sister, do you want to see a doctor?"

She raised her head to look at Guanyin and asked softly.

Guanyin looked at her eyes, what a beautiful pair of eyes! If the eyes were clear and clear, the blue eyes were clear and ethereal, and when they met them, they never wanted to look away.

She looked a little embarrassed, and lowered her head, her cheeks flushed faintly.

"I'm not sick. ”

"But your face is ugly. ”

Yan Xiaowu said with concern, her big eyes flashing, and her curved eyelashes fluttering slightly.

"It's always been that way. ”

"Then you must have been sick for a long time, let me try, I can cure it!"

Guanyin looked at this lovely little girl, with a hint of sadness in her eyes, and shook her head gently.

She picked up the willow branch in the net bottle and smoked it towards the center of Smoke Xiaowu's eyebrows.

Yan Xiaowu covered her head with her hands and flashed to the side, dodging it, she looked at Guanyin with an aggrieved expression, and asked, "Sister, why are you beating me?"

"Evil obstacles, they haven't shown their original form yet, how dare they behave like this!"

Guanyin scolded angrily, and pulled it away again.

Yan Xiaowu kicked over the table, blocking the willow branches, and then jumped onto the roof, shining brightly, turning into a monkey.

The monkey pinched his thumb and forefinger together and put it in his mouth.

"Whew......"

A crisp and sharp whistle sounded, and countless monkeys came out from various places to surround Guanyin in the middle.

The monkey sitting on the roof shouted, "Who are you?

Guanyin looked up at the monkey and said with a solemn face: "I am a disciple of the Western Rulai, and there is no great compassion in the south to save the suffering and the great inspiration Guanyin Bodhisattva." ”

The monkey snorted coldly.

"The name is quite long, great mercy, great compassion, relief and suffering? When I was suffering, why didn't I see you come to the rescue?"

"If you are not a believer in Buddhism, I naturally don't know if you are in trouble. ”

"That's right!"

The monkey patted his head and suddenly realized: "Those believers in your mouth, all of them who are in trouble waiting for you to save have all died, and now, the grass on the grave is probably three feet high, right?"

When the monkeys heard this, they burst out laughing, grinning at Guanyin, squeezing their eyebrows, so unhappy.

Guanyin held the Buddha's name in his hand and said calmly: "My Buddha is merciful, even if the believers die, they can chant sutras for them and be reborn in the Elysian World." ”

"Really?"

The monkey tilted his head, his face a little puzzled.

"But you obviously didn't do this, just now on the street, your spell came down, and those ghosts who begged you to save them were scattered and destroyed!"

The monkey picked up a handful of soil, spread it out in the wind, and said, "I don't even have ashes!"

"Resentful souls are terrible, and staying behind can only bring disaster to the world. ”

Guanyin said calmly, as if she had killed a swarm of ants.

The monkey looked at Guanyin with a sad face, his expression was compassionate, and he almost wanted to cry.

"Guanyin! That old thing said that all beings are equal, and resentful souls and ghosts are not sentient beings?

The monkey covered his face, buried his head in his lap, shrugged his shoulders, and his body trembled.

"After this incident, I will tell the world-honored one, and I have my own public opinion. ”

Sun Wukong raised his head, looked at Guanyin coldly, and said sarcastically: "You can't even tell the right and wrong of one thing, what else are you doing as a Bodhisattva!"

That madman has killed how many Buddhist believers in your mouth, and you want to lead him to Buddhism, I heard that Buddhism doesn't have his heart? Do you really not know, or do you pretend not to know?"

Sun Wukong stood up, crossed his hands on his hips, looked up at the gloomy sky, and said curiously: "You said, what were you thinking about the group of ghosts you killed when they looked at you?"

"And the half-cut woman. The monkey narrowed his eyes and frowned, "That doesn't seem to blame you, she begged you to kill her, you killed her."

Her incense is not burned in vain, and the Buddha is not worshiped in vain!"

"Monkey shut up!"

Guanyin's eyes were angry, and he waved the willow branch in his hand, which became more than ten zhang long, and pulled it towards the monkey.

Sun Wukong's body flashed, rolled on the roof a few times, and jumped to the ground.

Looking back, the willow branches were so sharp that they shredded the walls and roof, crumbling towards the ground.

"Demon monkey?" Sun Wukong walked in front of Guanyin nonchalantly, looked at each other, his two faces were almost pasted together, and smiled: "I'm not a monster, I'm a god!"

Dongfang Haotian to the True Jade Emperor God under the throne of the demon god Sun Wukong, you can also call me Monkey King.

Don't shout demon monkeys, no, it's not good. ”

Guanyin's face was like frost, and he asked in a deep voice: "Since you have become a god, why do you want to bring disaster to the world, are you not afraid of heaven's punishment?"

"This group of people has made me unhappy, I take revenge on them, it is a matter of course, why should he punish me?"

Sun Wukong spread his arms, his eyes widened, and he looked left and right.

Guanyin was silent, took out a drop of water from the net bottle, flicked his fingers, turned into countless transparent needles, and flew in all directions.

In an instant, all the monkeys disappeared, and several golden monkey hairs were blown by the wind and flew in front of Guanyin's eyes.

......

A thunderstorm exploded, the autumn wind suddenly rose, and the dead leaves were swept into the air and fell again.

I don't know why, Guanyin suddenly fell asleep when Shizun was lecturing in the past, and the second disciple of Rulai who pointed at Shizun and scolded Shizun for taking off his pants and farting.

It is said that 3,000 years ago, he had a discussion with the Lord and then disappeared.

Who won that argument, Shizun did not say, in short, he was missing.

"Golden Cicada!"

Guanyin planted willow branches on the ground, irrigated with water in a net bottle, willow branches grew, and grew into a towering weeping poplar in an instant, and Guanyin turned into a streamer into the body of the tree.

The catkins fluttered, turned into countless Guanyin in the wind, with different shapes, and went in all directions.

"World-honored one, the disciple is in the mortal land, and the heart is in the Buddha country. ”

Every time they took a step, a lotus flower bloomed under their feet, clustering into a sea of flowers.

Later, there are monks who say that this place is Guanyin manifestation, so the world calls it - Guanyin Sea.

There are weeping willows in the sea, which do not die or perish, one leaf can be full, and it is not eaten twice for three days.