Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Tang and Song also deliberately tried a few times in these three days, and found that the white dragon horse was really like in the original book, becoming no different from a mortal horse, neither speaking nor showing up, honest and conscientious along the way, Tang Song was relieved.

On this day, the Tang and Song dynasties passed by a village, and Sun Wukong moved his nose slightly, frowned, and said, "There is blood ahead." ”

Tang Song's heart jumped, and he hurriedly sped up his pace, and when he arrived at the door of the village, he couldn't help but turn blue when he saw the sight in front of him: there were dead bodies in the courtyard, a large amount of blood pooled into a bubbling stream, and a woman who looked like a peasant woman fell naked in a pool of blood, her eyes were empty and desperate, and she had long been silent. Looking at the house again, there were two children of six or seven years old on the bed, both of whom died, and the house was turned into a mess and a mess.

"Brute!"

Tang Song forcibly suppressed the overturning river and sea in his stomach, and looked at Sun Wukong with a blue face, "It seems that it should not be long after the crime, Wukong, can you go around and check it out?"

"Why bother!" Sun Wukong shook his head, only stomped his foot slightly, the earth trembled three times in an instant, a puff of white smoke rose from the ground, and a white-bearded old man more than three feet tall appeared in front of Tang Song in a blink of an eye.

"Little old man meets Grandpa Great Sage!" As soon as the little old man came out and saw the monkey, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly bowed down and saluted.

"Land Lord!"

Tang Song's eyes lit up, this is the most low-level existence of the immortals - the land, which seems to have the same obscene skills as the earth and the earth grandson, although the difference between heaven and earth in terms of supernatural skills is poor, but anything that happens around can not escape the eyes of the land.

"Land, what's going on here?"

"Back to the great sage, this mountain is called Erbie Mountain, some time ago a group of robbers came out of nowhere in the mountain, burning and looting everywhere, this family was in a tragic disaster half a day ago. ”

"Then why don't you care about this land, watching the tragedy happen!" Tang Song couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

"Back to the holy monks, this is their fate as mortals, they should have suffered this catastrophe in their fate, and their lives are also the reincarnation of heaven, so why should the little old man meddle?" said with a surprised expression, and said as a matter of course.

"Idle ......"

Tang Song felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, is this the high immortal? Treating mortals as ants, I am afraid that these people are similar to ants fighting in their eyes! After all, who cares about the lives of a group of ants? They don't even bother to look at it.

There is no right or wrong in the world, and who can blame the land for doing something wrong? After all, the levels of life are completely different, and it is difficult to look at the same problems with the same eyes.

But—he's just a mere mortal after all!

"Wukong, let's go to Erbie Mountain!"

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"Ahh

"Help!"

"There are youkai!"

"Please, spare me!"

......

In a secluded cottage in Erbie Mountain, the silence of the mountain was broken by screams and begs for mercy, and a monkey in golden armor kept waving the iron rod in his hand, and his flesh and blood flew like a ruthless god of death, wantonly harvesting the lives of mortals.

"Elder, as a scripture learner, how can you instruct the Great Sage to act like this?"

Not far away, Tang Song hugged his shoulders and looked at the scene in front of him coldly, without the slightest pity in his eyes, while the white dragon horse had an uncertain look in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice with his fists clenched.

"Otherwise?" Tang Song was expressionless, turning his head to stare at the white dragon horse.

"Even though they are guilty of great sins, they should also be handed over to the local government to deal with, how can the elders, as monks, commit such murders?"

"If you can't be happy with revenge, what's the fun of becoming a Buddha?"

"The Buddha said that all beings in the world are equal, and that elders, as monks, have no right to erase the existence of any living being. ”

"So I'm a scripture learner, and you're just a white dragon horse. ”

......

As he spoke, a killing was over, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Tang Song covered his nose and walked into the cottage house, the big table in the center of the mountain and sea, melons, fruits, pears and peaches everything, wine and delicacies were full of tables, obviously not yet feasted.

"Hmph, this time it's a cheap poor monk. Saying that, Tang Song picked up a roast leg of lamb with a golden luster, and bit it hard, the tender mutton and rich gravy filled his mouth in an instant, and poured a glass of wine at will, drank it all, and instantly diluted the greasy flesh of the mutton, and the monkey next to him was even more unceremonious, eating happily with a mouthful of elbow and wine.

"Elder, how can you, as a monk, get involved in such meat food and drink alcohol wantonly, this is a taboo in Buddhism!" I don't know when, the white dragon horse turned into a human form, frowning and looking at Tang Song Dao.

"It's okay, it's okay, the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes. Tang Song's face was flushed, and he said disapprerovingly while pushing the cup with the monkey.

"If the world learns from me, it is like entering the devil's way. The white dragon horse sighed and shook his head, turned and walked out of the house.

......

Full of wine and food, Tang Song slipped away to a house at will, only to hear a woman's sobbing sound inside, Tang Song was shocked, licked his lips and gently opened the door.

"You...... Who are you?"

Inside the house, I saw a rather beautiful woman sitting on the big bed, wearing a pink belly pocket and a light veil, revealing a large piece of delicate snow-like skin.

Tang and Song swallowed and spit, the ancients did not deceive me, it was really a horizontal view of the side of the ridge into a peak, the distance and the height are different, take a good look at the true face of this Lushan.

It seems that this little lady should be the lady of the village on this mountain, and the king of this mountain is so glamorous.

Tang Song froze his mind, stared at the woman's white breasts with straight eyes, and said with a serious face: "Don't be afraid, the female benefactor is a person who comes from the Tang Dynasty in the East to learn the scriptures. ”

"Ahh

The woman gently covered her cherry lips, snorted coquettishly, and looked at Tang Song in a daze with tears in her eyes, full of charm, only to see Tang Song's dry mouth. Suddenly, a fragrant wind struck, but the woman suddenly stood up from the bed, staggered into Tang Song's arms, and sobbed: "Elder mercy, save the little girl!"

Nephrite in his arms, the end of his nose was filled with the seductive fragrance emanating from the woman's body, and he felt the amazing elasticity coming from his chest, Tang Song closed his eyes happily, girl, you are hitting people with the ball!

Tang Song coughed lightly, a pair of big hands wrapped around the woman's shoulders very naturally, while pretending to be comforting, flicking away the crow's feet! Come on, be happy, there are a lot of desires anyway! The lyrics are so well written, let the poor monk warm your two wounded hearts with that broad chest at this moment, the girl has to admit that your heart is indeed beautiful......

"Elder Tang, as a monk, how can you be greedy for such evil desires!

Just as Tang Song was about to let go of his whole body to feel the beauty of the girl's heart, a cold drink suddenly exploded in his ears, like a thunderclap, which frightened Tang Song and hurriedly pushed the woman in his arms away and turned his head to look.

The white dragon horse's face became more and more gloomy, and he strode into the house, between Tang Song and the woman, and said angrily: "Elder, please respect yourself!"

Tang Song was silent for a long time, squinting his eyes and staring at Ao Lie tightly, took a deep breath for a long time, and said: "Third prince, I hope you can understand that the poor monk is the person who learns the scriptures this time, and the poor monk is the person who learns the scriptures personally by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and only the poor monk can really obtain the true scriptures and promote the Dharma, and you are just one of the protectors of the poor monks, do you understand?"

In addition to protecting the elders, the protectors should also advise and remind the elders to respect themselves. Bailongma said lightly.

"The way west, each with its own role, everyone has to know where they are, but obviously you don't. Tang Song sneered, this guy who claimed to be the third prince of the West Sea was too much to manage.

"Poor monks learn scriptures, don't ask about cause and effect, just seek immortality, and the same is true for the prince's protection, so why bother with those details. ”

Hearing this, Ao Lie stared straight into Tang Song's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart, and only after a long time did he let out a long sigh, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head and sighed: "You really deserve to die." ”

"What?!"

Like a thunderclap, Tang Song's eyes widened and he looked at the white dragon horse in front of him in disbelief.

"I said—you should be damned, because you're not really a learner at all!" said the white dragon horse.

Tang Song: "......"

White Dragon Horse, are you going to rebel against the revolution now?

Tang Song secretly said that it was not good, and he turned around and wanted to run, but he found that he couldn't move at all when his body was at all, obviously because he had been immobilized by a spell.

"Wukong, Great Sage, come and save the poor monk!"

"It's useless, I've cast a soundproof spell here, and no one will save you even if you call your throat cut. The white dragon horse's face was not sad or happy, and he became more and more compassionate.

"Besides, the Great Sage was born with a pair of discerning eyes, how can he not know right from wrong?" said the white dragon horse meaningfully.

......

"Why do you have to kill the poor monk?" After some tossing, Tang Song also gave up hope, and looked at the white dragon horse in front of him with a calm face, as if life and death had been put aside, which made the white dragon horse quite surprised.

"I've already said it, because you're not really a learner. ”

"Poor monk not, are you?" Tang Song sneered, are you blind?

Bai Longma shook his head and said: "This time you connived at the great sage to kill innocents indiscriminately, because you violated the precept of killing; you drank and ate meat wantonly during the banquet because you violated the precept of drinking; you coveted pleasure with this woman because you committed the precept of adultery; and I kindly warned you, but you resented it, because you broke the precept of hatred, as a monk, you have not even obeyed the basic precepts and rules, let alone seek the true scriptures! Even if you go west, you will definitely not be able to achieve positive results in the future, so it is better to end you here, so as to wait for the real person to appear and find a way out for yourself!"

Tang Song looked at the white dragon horse in a daze, as if he was reacquainting himself with this person, the precepts and rules were well read in his heart, and his every move was returned to Zen, compared to him, it seemed that this white dragon horse was more like a person who learned scriptures, this is still the white dragon horse who worked hard and did not say a word? Is this still the little white dragon who is willing to be ordinary and insignificant?

"Guanyin, what is your idea!"

Tang Song chuckled in his heart, as if some idea was about to break out of the chrysalis, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, and then he lost consciousness.

"When I come back, I'll tell you who the real winner is in life!"