Manjushri turned his head to look at the Buddha disciple and said, "Bring him here." ”

"Yes. The Buddha replied, turned and ran out.

Tang San lay on the ground, shook his head weakly, stood up with his hands on the ground, and scolded angrily: "Mother, I didn't expect the banana fan to be so powerful." ”

Twisting his waist, patting the dust on his body, and taking a deep breath, Tang San raised his head and looked around, "What kind of place is this, the aura is quite abundant." ”

At this moment, a Buddhist disciple ran over quickly, and when he saw that Tang San had already gotten up, he folded his hands and bowed, and said, "Amitabha, this Buddha friend, how did you come here?"

Looking up and down at the Buddhist disciples who were talking, Tang San returned the salute and asked, "Where is this?"

The Buddha smiled and said, "This is the Five Peaks Mountain, the address of Manjushri Bodhisattva. ”

Tang San was suddenly stunned and exclaimed, "What, this gust of wind blew me, Manjushri Bodhisattva is here?"

This sentence fell on the ears of the Buddha, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, I haven't heard of the people who were blown by the wind to Wufeng Mountain.

"Is your master at home?" Tang San asked.

"Amitabha, Master is here. The Buddha said.

With the Buddha, it took nearly ten minutes for the two to come to a pavilion, and Tang San saw that Manjushri was playing chess with a small one, and immediately strode up.

"Amitabha, Manjushri has been doing well lately. Tang San asked.

Manjushri's hand holding the chess piece suddenly paused, and he turned his head to look.

"Sanzang?" Manjushri looked at Tang San in surprise, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Sit down quickly." ”

Tang San was not polite, and sat cross-legged on the futon.

"Sanzang, why are you here? I didn't hear that you have completed the scriptures?" Manjushri turned his head and asked, as soon as the chess pieces in his hand entered the chess building.

Tang San smiled bitterly and said in a deep voice, "It's a long story, I and a few apprentices came to the Flame Mountain, where the people are suffering....... Then I was blown here by the wind. ”

After a pause, Tang San said again: "We are really destined, I didn't expect this blow to blow to you." ”

"Haha," Manjushri smiled, and said to the Buddhist beside him, "Go, be fasted, and I will talk to Sanzang and the others for a while." ”

When the Buddha heard this, he turned and walked out.

"You go get busy, too. Manjushri said to the Buddha sitting opposite.

"Yes, master. ”

After the two Buddhas left, the Manjushri Bodhisattva, who had been acting so high just now, immediately changed into a person, leaned in front of Tang San, and said: "Sanzang, your barbecue tasted very good last time, and the deity is still worried about it, I don't know if it's okay today..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang San understood what he meant, this was a gluttony.

"The poor monk was blown by the banana fan, and he didn't bring any ingredients. Tang San spread his hands and said, "I'd better go back first." ”

"Hey," Manjushri waved his hand and said, "Come to me, of course I prepared the ingredients, I told you last time, I have a treasure of good wine here, how can you not taste it when you come, it's not too late to go, maybe I can help you do something." ”

Raising his eyelids, Manjushri glanced at Tang San again, and whispered: "Some time ago, I went out to play and caught a black-haired lion again, which is not small, let's eat it today." ”

Tang San's eyes widened when he heard this, he began to wonder if he had come to a fake Journey to the West, this Buddha realm was capable of drinking wine and eating meat, and he could explain why this killing was done?

Isn't this a violation of the Buddhist theory of the old man?

Manjushri seemed to see Tang San's incomprehension, so he said: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, and wine and meat are just a virtual thing." ”

"What does it matter if you have a Buddha in your heart to eat, you say?" Manjushri asked rhetorically.

Tang San nodded again and again, and said, "What the Bodhisattva said is very true, the poor monk still needs to be improved." ”

"This Nima, he can talk nonsense better than me. Tang San said secretly in his heart.

....

Jilei Mountain, the jade-faced fox returned to the cave, changed his clothes, came to a stone room, knelt under the three ranks, and wept bitterly.

"Godmother, eldest brother and second brother, Xiaohu has finally avenged you, and you can rest in peace under Jiuquan. ”

....

Flame Mountain, in a rather shady corner, Bajie Wujing three people and one horse, sitting on the ground, the sweat streaming down.

As the saying goes, there is no tiger and monkey in the mountains to dominate the king, Tang San Wukong is not there, in this scripture-learning team, Bajie is the head.

"Liu'er, you go get some water, and Wujing you go get two wild boars. Bajie said.

The six-eared macaque turned around and flew out.

"Second Senior Brother, didn't you just eat it just now, why are you hungry again?" Wujing glanced at him, sat on the ground, pinched his sleeves and kept fanning.

"What do you know, this is for the master, I estimate that they are coming soon, we as apprentices have to think more about the master. "The eight precepts are full of words.

Wujing was speechless for a moment, as long as he got up and flew away, "What is prepared for the master, I think you want to eat." ”

"There's not much firewood left, you're going to pick up some and come back. Bajie turned his head to look at Xiao Bailongdao again.

The little white dragon shook the horse's head, spat out his words, and said, "Second Senior Brother, you go find a little, now I can't fly, it's too slow." ”

Bajie glared at him, learning Tang San's management method, and kicked the horse's ass, "Do you want to go?"

The little white dragon screamed, got up and ran.

"Well, it feels good to be the boss. Bajie sat on the ground and muttered to himself.

....

In a house on Wufeng Mountain, Tang San and Manjushri sat opposite each other, and in the middle was a raging fire of gas, and on that fire was set up this roasted burnt lion.

"Sanzang, your barbecue method is good, wonderful, where did you learn it. Manjushri asked, staring at the roasted lion.

After thinking about it for a long time, Tang San didn't know how to answer him, could it be said that he was from another world, this kind of barbecue was all over the streets in summer.

"I don't know anything, so I ask Manjushri for advice. Tang San avoided the topic and asked.

Manjushri stared at the lion that was still bubbling with oil and said, "Ask, the Buddha-figure knows without saying anything. ”

"Just now I happened to hear your disciple say that Heavenly Court seems to be in turmoil, I don't know which demon king it is?" Tang San asked.

"It's Yang Jian, he and the Jade Emperor turned their faces," the corners of Manjushri's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "I have to blame the Jade Emperor for saying this, it was he who broke his trust Yang Jian first, and now it is natural to enter the Heavenly Palace." ”

"Dishonesty? Can the Bodhisattva elaborate?"

In order to save his mother who was pressed under the peach mountain, Yang Jian made an agreement with the Jade Emperor that as long as he went on the expedition many times, the Jade Emperor would agree to release Yao Ji, Yang Jian believed it, but after completing all the agreements with the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor repented, so he started fighting. ”

PS: Thanks: Smoke-smelling young man, big generous reward, kneel and thank.