Several kinds of sex are originally the same, and the sea is endless. After thinking about it, it turned into delusion, and it was like a harmonious complex. There is a day when the work is completed, and the Yuanming Dharma is high. The difference between the suspension of religion and the West and the East is tightly locked. Collected and placed in the Dan furnace, refining it as red as a golden crow. Lang Lang Hui is delicate, teaching in and out of the dragon.

In accordance with the Bodhisattva's teachings, Sanzang accepted the practitioners, cut off the two hearts with the eight precepts and the sand monks, locked the apes and horses, and worked together to rush to the west sky. It is impossible to say that the time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and it has gone through the hot days of the summer moon, but it is worth three autumn frosts, but see that-

The thin clouds cut off the west wind tightly, and the cranes sang far away from the frost and forest. The scenery is desolate, and the mountains and rivers are longer. Zhenghong came to the north, and the Xuanniao returned to Nanmo. Klook is timid and lonely, and his clothes are easy to get cold.

The four masters and apprentices went to the front of the place, and gradually felt the heat steaming. Sanzang Lerma said: "It's autumn now, but how can there be heat back?" Bajie said: "I didn't know that there was a country of Sihari on the western road, which was the place where the sun set, and it was commonly called the end of the sky. If it is the time of Shen You, the king will send people to the city, beating and blowing trumpets, mixed with the sound of the boiling sea. The sun is the true fire of the sun, which falls between the western seas, like fire quenching water, boiling with sounds; if there is no sound of drums and horns, it will kill the children of the city. This place is steaming, and it must be to the place where the sunset. When the Great Sage heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't talk nonsense about idiots! If you talk about the country of Sihari, it's just early." It seems that the master is in the third and second evenings, and this kind of Dange is from childhood to old age, old and young, and the old and young are not yet alive. Bajie said: "Brother, according to you, it's not the place where the sun sets, why is it so hot?" Sha Seng said: "I think it's the right time, and the autumn and summer are also good." The three of them were arguing, and they saw a village by the side of the road, which was a house covered with red tiles, a wall made of red bricks, a red accelerator leaf, and a red lacquered couch, all of which were red. Sanzang dismounted and said, "Wukong, you go to that person's house to ask for news, and see why it's hot." The great sage took the golden hoop stick, cleaned up his clothes, twisted it into a sven weather, and went down the road to the door to watch. Suddenly an old man came out of the door, but when I saw him—

Wear a deep coat of kudzu cloth with a collar of yellow but not yellow, red and red, and wear a silk cool hat that is green but not green and soapy. In his hand, he has a bamboo cane that is not bent, straight or straight, and a pair of new and not new, old and old, and sloppy shoes. The face is like red copper, and the mustache is like white practice. Two longevity eyebrows cover blue eyes, and one mouth shows gold teeth.

The old man raised his head suddenly, saw the walker, was taken aback, leaned on the bamboo cane, and shouted: "Where are you a strange person, what are you doing in my door?" The walker replied: "Old donor, don't be afraid of me, I'm not a weirdo, the poor monk is a scholar sent to the West by the Tang Dynasty in the East to seek scriptures." Four masters and apprentices, suitable for the treasure side, seeing that the weather is steaming hot, one is puzzled, and the other is not known the name of the place, so I ask for advice or two. The old man was relieved, and smiled: "Don't sin the elder, my old man is dazzled for a while, and he doesn't know how to respect his face." The walker said, "Don't dare." The old man asked again: "What road is the commander?" The walker said: "Isn't there one standing on the main road in the south?" The old man taught: "Please, please." "The walker is happy, with a move of the hand, Sanzang is the same as the eight precepts, the sand monk, leading the white horse, picking up the luggage and approaching, all saluting the old man. The old man saw that Sanzang was rich and peugeot, and the appearance of the Bajie sand monk was strange, and he was surprised and delighted, so he had to invite him to sit inside, teach the children to watch tea, and cook on the wall. When Sanzang heard this, he got up and thanked him: "Dare to ask my father-in-law, why do you return to the heat when you meet autumn?" The old man said: "The land is called the Flame Mountain, there is no spring and no autumn, and it is hot in all seasons." Sanzang said: "But the Flame Mountain is over there, but can it block the way to the west?" The old man said: "The west can't go." The mountain is sixty miles away from here, and it is the only way to go in the west, but there are eight hundred miles of flames, and there is not a single grass around it. If you pass over the mountains, it will be a copper head and an iron body, and it will be turned into juice. When Sanzang heard this, he was shocked and didn't dare to ask again.

I saw a young man outside the door, pushing a red cart, living next to the door, shouting: "Sell cakes!" The great sage plucked his roots, turned into a copper coin, and asked the man to buy cakes. The man took the money, whether it was good or bad, unwrapped the jacket of the car, steamed, took out a piece of cake and handed it to the walker. The walker held it in his hand, like charcoal in a brazier and a red nail in a coal stove. You see that his left hand fell on his right hand, and his right hand changed to his left hand, and he just said, "Hot, hot, hot! It's unpalatable, it's unpalatable!" The man laughed and said, "Don't come here if you're afraid of the heat, it's so hot here." The walker said: "You man is so unreasonable, as the saying goes, neither lukewarm nor hot, no grains." He's so hot, where did you come from?" the man said: "If you know the cake and rice, I respect the iron fan fairy." The walker said: "What is the Iron Fan Immortal?" The man said: "The Iron Fan Immortal has a banana fan." If we get it, one fan will stop the fire, the second fan will generate the wind, and the third fan will rain, so we will spread the seeds and harvest them in time, so that the five grains will be healthy. Otherwise, the grass will not grow. Hearing this, the walker hurriedly withdrew and walked inside, handed the cake to Sanzang and said, "Master rest assured, and don't be anxious every other year, eat the cake, I'll tell you." The elder took the cake in his hand and said to the old man in the house, "Father-in-law please cake." The old man said: "My family's tea and rice have not been served, dare to eat your cake?" The walker smiled and said: "Old man, there is no need to give tea and rice, let me ask you, where does the iron fan fairy live?" The old man said: "You ask him what?" The walker said: "The cake seller said that this fairy has a banana fan, and in the future, one fan will breathe the fire, the second fan will generate wind, and the third fan will rain. I want to seek him to fan the mountain of flames, and to reap the seeds in due time, so that they can live in peace. The old man said, "This is inherently so." But you have no gifts, lest the sage refuse to come. Sanzang said: "What gift does he want?" The old man said: "I am a family here, and I beg for one time in ten years." Four pigs and four sheep, red inside and outside, strange fragrance and fruit, chicken and goose wine, bathing piety, worship to the fairy mountain, invite him out of the hole, so far. The traveler said, "Where is the mountain located? What is the name of the place? How many miles is there? Wait for me to ask him for a fan." The old man said: "That mountain is in the southwest, and its name is Cuiyun Mountain." There is a fairy cave in the mountain, called Basho Cave. I, the believers here, will go to worship the Immortal Mountain, and I will go back for a month, totaling 1,4560 miles. The walker smiled: "Don't worry, just go and come." The old man said, "Let's live, eat some tea and rice, and make some dry food, and you need two people to be companions." There is no one on the road, and there are many wolves and tigers, it is not a day to arrive, so don't be a trickster. The walker smiled: "No, no, I'll go!" The old man panicked and said, "Grandpa! It turns out to be a god who is flying through the clouds!"

Not to mention that this family worships Tang Seng doubled, but said that the walker went to Cuiyun Mountain in an instant, held down the auspicious light, and was looking for the entrance of the cave, and suddenly heard the sound of Ding Ding, which was a woodcutter cutting wood in the mountain forest. And the walker came forward, and heard him say—

The clouds still recognize the old forest, and the cliffs and barren grass roads are difficult to find. The west mountain sees the rain coming from the morning, and the south stream returns to the deep place.

The walker approached and saluted: "Brother Qiao, I have inquired." The woodcutter skimmed Ke Axe and replied, "Where are the elders?" The walker said: "Dare to ask Brother Qiao, is this Cuiyun Mountain?" The walker said: "There is a banana cave of an iron fan fairy, where is it?" Qiao Zi smiled: "Although there is a banana cave here, there is no iron fan fairy, only an iron fan princess, also known as a rakshasa girl." The walker said: "People say that he has a banana fan, which can extinguish the flame mountain, dare to be him?" Qiaozi said: "It is exactly, this sage has this treasure, and he can extinguish the fire and protect the family, so he is called the iron fan fairy." I don't need him here, but I know that he is called Rakshasa Girl, and he is the wife of the Mighty Bull Demon King. ”

When the traveler heard this, he was shocked, and thought to himself: "It's a rival again! I met his uncle in the Po'er Cave of Jieyang Mountain before, and he still refused to take revenge with the water, and now he met his parents, how could he borrow this fan?" The walker said: "Don't hide it from Brother Qiao, I am the great apprentice of the Tang monk sent by the Tang Dynasty to the West to seek scriptures. The year before last in the Huoyun Cave, he had some words with the son of the Rakshasas, the Red Boy, but he was afraid that the Rakshasa would not have a grudge, so he was worried. Qiaozi said: "The husband distinguishes the appearance and color, only in the name of seeking a fan, don't recognize the words of the past, and borrow it." When the walker heard this, he sang a deep sigh and said, "Brother Xie Qiao's teachings, I'll go." So he said goodbye to the woodcutter and went to the entrance of the Basho Cave, but he saw that the two doors were tightly closed, and the scenery outside the cave was beautiful. What a place to go!

The mountain is made of stone, and the stone is the essence of the soil. The haze contains the moisturizing, and the moss helps the new green. Saga's power bully Peng Island, quiet and fragrant flowers. A few trees and pines inhabit wild cranes, and several declining willow warblers. It is true that it is a thousand-year-old monument and a thousand-year-old immortal trace. The blue plane sings the colorful phoenix, and the living water hides the dragon. The winding path is hung with dill hanging, and the stone ladder vine is climbing the cage. On the moon of the ape roaring cuiyan, the birds cry and the tall trees like the clear sky. The two forests of bamboo are as cool as rain, and the flowers are thick and not embroidered. When I saw the white clouds coming far away, slightly amorphous and drifting with the wind.

The walker stepped forward and shouted: "Brother Niu, open the door, open the door!" With a bang, the door of the cave opened, and a hairy child walked out, holding a flower basket in his hand and a hoe on his shoulder. The walker stepped forward to greet him, clasped his palms together and said, "Girl, you are tired of reporting to the princess." I was originally a monk who learned from the scriptures, and on the western road, I was sad to pass through the Flaming Mountain, so I came to borrow a banana fan for use. The hairy girl said, "Are you a monk in that temple, what is your name? I will inform you." The walker said: "I am from the east, called Monk Sun Wukong." ”

Even if the hairy girl turned around, turned to the cave, knelt down to the Rakshasa and said: "Grandma, there is a Monkey King monk from the east outside the cave gate, I want to see grandma, please beg for a banana fan, and use it over the flame mountain." When the Rakshasa heard the word Monkey King, he seemed to put salt into the fire and added fuel to the fire. The bones were all red on his face, and he was vicious and angry. He scolded in his mouth: "This monkey is here today!" and shouted: "Maid, take the cloak, bring the weapon!" Then he took the cloak, took two Qingfeng swords, and bundled them out. The walker flashed outside the cave, peeking at how he was dressed, and saw him—

His head was wrapped in a flower handkerchief, and he was wearing a brocade robe. The waist is double-bundled with tiger tendons, and the slightly exposed embroidered skirt is biased. The phoenix mouth bow shoes are three inches, and the dragon beard knee pants are golden. The sword in his hand was angry, and he was fiercer than Yuepo's appearance.

The Rakshasa went out and shouted, "Where is Sun Wukong?" The walker stepped forward and bowed and saluted: "Sister-in-law, the old grandson is here to worship." Rakshasa said aggressively: "Who is your sister-in-law! Now I heard that the princess is the eldest brother of the cow, Lingzheng, and she is not called her sister-in-law!" Rakshasa said: "You monkey! Since you are a brother, how can you trap my son?" The walker pretended to ask: "Who is Ling Lang?" Rakshasa said: "My son is the Holy Child King Red Boy of the Fire Cloud Cave in the Dry Pine Stream of the Mountain, and he was dumped by you." We are looking for you to take revenge, you come to the door today to accept your life, I am willing to spare you!" The walker said with a smile on his face: "Sister-in-law didn't understand it, and blamed Lao Sun for it." You Ling Lang wanted to steam and boil because he caught the master, but fortunately, Guanyin Bodhisattva took him away and rescued my master. He is now a good wealth boy in the Bodhisattva's place, and he has received the positive fruit of the Bodhisattva, which is neither born nor destroyed, not dirty and impure, and has the same life as heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon are the same as Geng. You don't thank Lao Sun for saving his life, but blame Lao Sun, what's the reason!" Rakshasa said: "You clever monkey! Although I don't hurt my life there, how can I get in front of me again, when will I see him?" The walker smiled and said: "Sister-in-law wants to see Ling Lang, what's the difficulty? If you lend me a fan, fan the fire, and send my master over, I will go to the Bodhisattva of the South China Sea to invite him to see you, and I will send you back the fan, why not! At that time, do you see that he has been injured at all? If there are some beard injuries, you are also reasonable, if you are more than the old Peugeot, you should thank me." Rakshasa said: "Splash monkey, don't rap! Stretch out your head, wait for me to cut a few swords! If you can bear the pain, I will borrow a fan with you; if you can't bear it, teach you to see Yan Jun early!" The walker crossed his hand and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't say much, the old grandson stretches out his bald head, and he can cut as much as he wants, but if he doesn't have the strength, he will borrow a fan to use it." "That rakshasa can't be distinguished, two-handed wheel sword, according to the walker's head ping-pong, cut more than a dozen, this walker is not serious. The Rakshasa was frightened and turned around to leave, and the walker said, "Sister-in-law, where are you going?" The walker said: "If you refuse to borrow it, eat your uncle's stick!"

Good monkey king, pull it with one hand, and pull out the rod with one hand to the ear, and there is a bowl to thicken. The rakshasa broke free of his hand and raised his sword to meet him, and the walker struck with another round of sticks. The two of them are in front of Cuiyun Mountain, regardless of family affection, but they only talk about enmity. This one is a good kill-

The skirt hairpin was originally cultivated into a monster, and he poured a monkey with hatred for his son. Although the walker was angry, he was obstructed by the teacher's road. The first word is to borrow a banana fan, not to show the patience and softness of the male. Rakshasa ignores the wheel and slashes, and the Monkey King intends to say that he is pro. How do women fight with men, in the end, men just suppress women. How fierce this golden hoop iron rod is, and how tight the frost blade is very thick. Splitting the face, throwing it away, hating and holding on to each other. Block the left and cover the right to use martial arts, and the front and back frame are full of tricks. But he fought to the bottom of the heart, and he didn't realize that the sun was falling in the west. Rakshasa hurriedly put the real fan, a fan waved the ghost and the god was worried!

The Rakshasa woman and the walker held each other until late, seeing that the walker was heavy, but he was careful about it, but he couldn't take out the banana fan, under the guise of a disguise, a fan of the yin wind, and the walker was fanned into a shadowless and invisible, and he didn't want to take it in. This rakshasa returned victoriously.

The great sage fluttered and fluttered, the left sank and could not land, and the right fell and could not survive, just like a whirlwind turning over the leaves, flowing water and flowers, rolling all night, until dawn, before falling on a mountain, holding a peak stone with both hands. After a long time, I watched carefully, but I recognized it as Mount Meru. The Great Sage sighed and said, "It's good for the woman, why did you send Lao Sun here?" I remember asking Lingji Bodhisattva to descend the Yellow Wind Monster here to save my master. The Huangfeng Ridge is more than 3,000 miles straight south from here, and now it turns around on the West Road, which is the southeast corner, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of miles. Wait for me to go down and ask Lingji Bodhisattva for a message, so that I can go back to my old way. As he was hesitating, he heard the bell ringing loudly, and hurried down the hill to the Zen monastery. The Taoist in front of the door recognized the description of the walker, and immediately entered the report inside: "The hairy-faced sage who invited the Bodhisattva to descend the Yellow Wind Monster the year before last is here again. The Bodhisattva knew that it was Wukong, and hurriedly got off the throne to greet him, and entered the house to salute and said: "Congratulations! Now to the Flame Mountain, can not move forward, ask the natives, said that there is an iron fan fairy banana fan, fan the fire extinguished, Lao Sun Te went to visit, it turned out that the fairy is the wife of the Bull Demon King, the mother of the red child. He said that I made his son a boy of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and that he was not common, and that he was enmity with me, and that he would not borrow a fan to fight with me. When he saw that my rod was too heavy to hold, he threw me with his fan, and fanned me until he stopped there. Therefore, build a Zen temple lightly, ask for a way back, here to the Flame Mountain, I don't know how many miles?" Lingji smiled: "That woman is called Rakshasa Girl, also known as Princess Iron Fan." His banana fan was originally a spiritual treasure made in heaven after Kunlun Mountain, since the opening of chaos, and it is the essence leaf of the sun, so it can extinguish fire. If you fan someone, you will have to float 84,000 miles to rest the yin wind. From my mountain to the Flame Mountain, there are only more than 50,000 miles, and this is still the great sage who has the ability to stay in the clouds, so he stopped. If you are a mortal, you just can't live there. The walker said: "Benefits, benefits, benefits, but how can my master be born in that way?" Lingji said: "The great sage can rest assured, this is also the fate of Tang monks, and the great sage of co-religion succeeds." The walker said: "How can you see success?" Lingji said: "I was instructed by Rulai back then, and I was given a Dingfeng Pill and a flying dragon staff. The flying dragon staff has descended the wind demon, this wind pill has not yet been used, and now it has been sent to the great sage, and the fan is not moving, but you want a fan, fan the fire, but don't you make this merit?" The walker bowed his head and thanked him. The Bodhisattva took out a brocade bag from his sleeve, put the pill of Dingfeng Pill and the walker in the collar, sewed the needle and thread tightly, and sent the traveler out of the door: "If you don't have time to leave the money, go to the northwest, which is the mountain field of the Rakshasas." ”

The walker resigned from Lingji, drove the somersault cloud, and returned to Cuiyun Mountain, and came in an instant, so that the iron rod hit the door of the cave and shouted: "Open the door, open the door!" The old grandson came to borrow a fan to make a mile!" The girl in the door was so panicked that the girl in the door hurriedly came to report: "Grandma, the one who borrowed the fan is here again!" When the rakshasa heard this, he was terrified in his heart and said: "This monkey is really capable! My baby is fanning people, and it takes 84,000 miles to stop, how can he blow it and come back? This time, I fanned him two or three times in a row, and taught him that he couldn't find a way back!" Hurriedly leaned in, finished neatly, held a sword in both hands, walked out of the door and said: "Sun Xingzhi, you are not afraid of me, you are here to seek death again!" The walker smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, don't be stingy, you will borrow me." If you have to get Tang Seng to cross the mountain, I will return it to you. I am a gentleman with more than one ambition, not a villain who borrows things and does not pay them back. Rakshasa scolded again: "It's so unreasonable, I don't know! The revenge of taking the son has not yet been avenged; borrowing the meaning of the fan, how can it be as good as your heart! Don't you go, eat my mother's sword!" The great sage was not afraid, and made the iron rod split his hand to greet him. The two of them often come and go, after five or seven rounds of fighting, the Rakshasa woman is soft and difficult to wheel, and Sun Xingzhi is strong and good at the enemy. When he saw that the situation was not harmonious, he took a fan, and the walker fanned it, and the walker stood still. The walker took the iron rod and said with a smile: "This time is not better than that! No matter how you fan, if the old grandson moves, he will not be a man!" The rakshasa fanned two more fans. Sure enough, it didn't move. Rakshasa panicked, hurriedly collected the treasure, turned back and walked into the hole, and closed the door tightly.

When the walker saw that he had closed the door, he made a trick, took off the collar of his coat, put the Dingfeng Pill in his mouth, and turned into a scorched insect and drilled through the gap in his door. I saw the Rakshasa shouting, "Thirsty, thirsty! Bring the tea!" The maid was about to take a pot of fragrant tea, pour a bowl of rustling, and brew the tea foam. The walker was overjoyed when he saw it, and his wings flew under the tea foam. The rakshasa was so thirsty that he took the tea and drank it in two or three breaths. The walker had already reached his belly, and he appeared and shouted loudly, "Sister-in-law, I will make a messenger with a fan!" Rakshasa was shocked and shouted, "Little ones, have you closed the front door?" He also said, "Now that the door is closed, how can Sun Xingzhi call at home?" and the girl said, "Call at you." Rakshasa said: "Sun Xingzhi, where are you doing magic?" Xing said: "Lao Sun can't do magic in his life, he is all some real means, real skills, he has been playing in the belly of his sister-in-law, and he has seen his lungs and liver." I know you're hungry too, so I'll give you a bowl to quench your thirst!" In the lower abdomen of the rakshasa, the pain was unbearable, and he sat on the ground and cried bitterly. The walker said: "Sister-in-law has to excuse herself, I will send you a snack to satisfy your hunger!" and put his head up again. The Rakshasa was so heartbroken that he only rolled on the ground, his face was yellow and his lips were white, and he only shouted: "Uncle Sun spare his life!" But the walker took his hands and feet and said: "Do you know uncle? I see that Brother Niu is in love, and spare your life, quickly bring the fan to me to make it." Rakshasa said, "Uncle, there is a fan, there is a fan!" You came out and took it!" The walker said, "I can see it with the fan." The rakshasa then told the girl to take a banana fan and hold it beside her. The walker reached above his throat and said, "Sister-in-law, since I spare your life, I will not dig a hole under your waist and ribs, but also come out of my mouth." You open your mouth three times. The Rakshasa opened his mouth. The walker also made a scorched insect and flew out first, and put it on the banana fan. The rakshasa didn't know, so he opened it three times in a row and shouted, "Uncle come out." The walker turned into the original body, took the fan, and shouted, "Am I not here? Xie borrowed! Xie borrowed!"

This great sage turned the head of the clouds, went back to the east road, and suddenly pressed the head of the clouds, and stood under the red brick wall. Bajie saw it and said happily: "Master, senior brother is here!" Sanzang went out with the old man of Benzhuang and the sand monk, and then went to the house together. Leaned the banana fan to the side and said, "Old official, but this fan?" The old man said: "Exactly, exactly!" Tang Seng said happily: "The virtuous man has great merit, and it is very hard to ask for this treasure." The walker said, "I don't say anything about hard work." That guy turned out to be the wife of the Bull Demon King, the mother of the red child, called the Rakshasa Girl, and also called the Iron Fan Princess. When I found a fan outside the cave, he talked to me about the feud and slashed me with a few swords. It was I who frightened him with a stick, and he slapped me with a fan, and it fluttered until it reached Mount Meru. Fortunately, I saw Lingji Bodhisattva, gave me a Dingfeng Pill, pointed to the way back, and returned to Cuiyun Mountain. And when he saw the Rakshasa woman, the Rakshasa made a fan again, and fanned me not to move, and he went back to the cave. It was Lao Sun who turned into a scorched insect and flew into the hole. The guy was begging for tea, and I got under the tea foam again, went to his belly, and started to do something. He couldn't help the pain, and he couldn't stop asking me to be my uncle and spare my life, and I was willing to lend me the fan, but I spared him, brought the fan, and returned it to him after the Flaming Mountain. When Sanzang heard this, he couldn't thank him enough, and the masters and apprentices all bowed to the old man.

All the way to the west, about forty miles away, gradually hot and steaming. Sha Seng only shouted: "The soles of the feet are burning in a panic!" Bajie said again: "The paws are burning painfully!" The horse is faster than usual, but it is difficult to stop because of the ground heat, and it is very difficult to enter. The walker said: "Master, please dismount, brothers, don't go, wait for me to fan the fire, wait for the wind and rain, the ground will be colder, and then go over the mountain." "The traveler raised his fan, went to the fire, tried his best, and the fire on the mountain was baked, and then another, a hundred times, and another, and the fire was a thousand feet high, and gradually burned the body. The walker hurriedly returned, had burned the two strands of hair, and ran to Tang Seng and shouted: "Go back, go back! The fire is coming, the fire is coming!" The master climbed on the horse, and the Bajie Sha Seng came back to the east for more than 20 miles, before he stopped and said: "Wukong, what's wrong!" The walker dropped the fan and said: "Don't stop, don't stop! I was coaxed by that guy!" When Sanzang heard this, he was worried about his eyebrows, and he couldn't stop the exchange of tears, and only said: "How can you be good!" Bajie said: "Brother, what do you say when you hurriedly call back?" I fanned the fan, and the fire was baking, the second fan, the fire was getting stronger, and the third fan, the fire was flying thousands of feet high. If you don't run fast, burn all the hairs!" Bajie smiled: "You often say that thunder doesn't hurt, fire doesn't damage, why are you afraid of fire now?" The walker said: "You idiot, you don't know anything! At that time, you were careful to take precautions, so you didn't hurt; today I just fanned the fire, and I didn't twist the fire to avoid the fire, and I didn't use the talisman, so I burned the two hairs." Sha Seng said: "It is so hot, there is no way to the west, how can it be good?" Bajie said: "Just choose a place without fire." Sanzang said: "There is no fire on that side?" Bajie said: "There is no fire in the east, south and north." He also asked, "Where is the scripture?" and the eight precepts said: "There is a scripture in the West." Sanzang said: "I just want to go to the place where there is a scripture!" Sha Seng said: "There is a fire where there is a scripture, and there is no scripture where there is no fire, it is a dilemma!" The masters and apprentices were talking nonsense, only to hear someone shouting: "The great sage does not need to worry, come and eat some fasting and then discuss." ”

When the four people looked back, they saw an old man, dressed in the wind, with a glaive crown on his head, holding a dragon head staff, stepping on iron boots, and then carrying a carved fish cheek ghost, with a copper basin on the head of the ghost, and some steamed cakes and cakes in the basin, yellow grain and rice, and bowed down to the west road and said: "I am the land of the Flame Mountain, and I know that the great sage protects the holy monks, and I can't move forward, so I offer a fast." The walker said: "Eat fasting, when will this fire be extinguished, let my master pass?" The land said: "If you want to extinguish the fire, you must ask the Rakshasa girl to borrow a banana fan." The walker went to the side of the road and picked up the fan and said, "Isn't it? The more the fire is fanned, why not?" The land saw it and said with a smile: "This fan is not real, he coaxed it." The walker said: "How can you get it true?" The land bowed his back and smiled slightly: "If you want to borrow a real banana fan, you must seek the king of might." "After all, I don't know what the reason for the Hercules King is, and listen to the next decomposition.