When the monks heard that they didn't fight, they dared to get up, leading the horses, carrying the burdens, carrying the golden cicadas, carrying Zhu Bajie, and supporting the sand monks, and they all went in. The update came to the abbot in the back as soon as possible, invited the four people to sit, and the old monk led the monks to worship.

"The master of the courtyard, please, you don't have to bow anymore, you are a poor monk, you and I are both Buddhist disciples. ”

The old monk's attitude was completely different from before, and he asked respectfully: "The old man is a messenger from the kingdom, and the little monk is not welcomed." The lord came to the barren mountain, we have no eyes, and we ask the lord for forgiveness. Dare to ask the master: Are you a vegetarian or a meat along the way? ”

"Vegetarian. ”

The old monk turned his head and asked Sun Wukong again: "This grandfather eats meat, right?"

Sun Wukong shouted angrily: "We are also vegetarians, all of them are fetal vegetarians." ”

The old monk said secretly: "Grandpa, such a fierce man is also a vegetarian!"

A bold monk stepped forward and asked, "Since the master is a vegetarian, how much rice can I cook to eat?"

Zhu Bajie hurriedly said: "Stingy monk! What do you ask! Cook a stone of rice by yourself!"

One stone is a load, one hundred and twenty pounds. The monk was shocked and panicked, and didn't dare to ask again, so he went to scrub the pot and stove, arrange tea and rice, hang bright lamps high, set up tables and chairs, and entertain the four masters and apprentices.

After the masters and apprentices finished their fast, the monks cleaned up the cups, plates, tables and chairs, and Jin Chanzi thanked the monks: "Old master, disturb Baoshan!"

The old monk hurriedly returned the salute: "Don't dare! Don't dare! Slack!"

Jin Chanzi asked again: "Where do our master and apprentice sleep?"

"Master, please don't worry, the little monk has his own arrangements. The old monk said, and then instructed the monks beside him, "You send two people to arrange forage and feed the horses for Master Tang, and send a few to the front to clean the three meditation halls, make beds and tents, and ask Master Tang to rest in peace!"

The monks took the order and left, and not long after, they came to ask the golden cicadas to come and sleep peacefully.

The monks took the horses and carried the burden, and invited the golden cicada master and apprentice to leave the abbot's room and come to the door of the meditation hall. It was brightly lit, with four rattan beds and pillows.

Sun Wukong called the people who came to make forage, ordered them to carry the forage, put it in the meditation hall, tie up the white horses, and tell them all to go out.

In the meditation hall, the golden cicada sat in the middle, and there were many monks standing on both sides of the lamp, all waiting, not daring to leave.

Jin Chanzi bowed and said, "Everyone, please go back, the poor monk can sleep by himself." ”

The monks didn't dare to leave, and the old monk stepped forward and ordered: "After serving the master, go back when you sleep peacefully." ”

"No need, please go back!"

The monks didn't dare to leave, and Jin Chanzi repeatedly asked them to go back. The monks glanced at Sun Wukong and saw that his face was quite normal, so they dared to leave and go back.

Seeing that everyone dispersed, Xiao Bailong shirked his sleepiness and went back to sleep first, and the others didn't think much about it, only Zhu Bajie complained.

Jin Chanzi had a conversation with the three apprentices in the house, and said that he wanted to go out for a small solution, but on the day of the bright moon, he called: "Apprentice door." ”

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Monk Sha heard the call, and they all ran out, and when they saw the golden cicada looking up to admire the moon, they accompanied them left and right.

Jin Chanzi remembered that he went to spend the night alone in the evening, and was treated coldly, and felt a little emotional, although after Sun Wukong entered, the monks changed their faces and treated them hospifully, but they were still a little worried in their hearts.

And at this moment, seeing this moon is bright and clean, the jade is deep, and the earth is clearly illuminated, he looks at the bright moon, and he can't help but miss his homeland a little. Thinking of that season, when he was about to leave Chang'an City, Emperor Taizong twisted a finger of soil, put it into his wine glass, and instructed: "Brother Yu, you have drunk this cup of hometown wine, but you must remember: I would rather love the soil in my hometown, and I don't love ten thousand taels of gold in my hometown!"

The past is vivid, Tang Seng thought about it, his heart welled up with some sourness, looked at the bright moon, and sang a long poem in ancient style:

"Haolu is hanging in the sky treasure mirror, and the mountains and rivers are very complete.

Qionglou Yuyu is full of clear light, and the ice and silver plate are refreshing.

Thousands of miles at this time, the same bright, the brightest night of the year.

It is like a frost cake from the sea, but it is like an ice wheel hanging in the blue sky.

The cold window of the annex is lonely, and the old man sleeps in the mountain village and wild shop.

At first glance, the Han Garden was shocked by the autumn sideburns, and only then did he go to the Qin Tower to promote the evening.

Yu Liang has poems to pass on the history of the Jin Dynasty, and Yuan Hong does not sleep on the river boat.

The face of the light floating cup is cold and weak, and there are immortals in the Qingying Court.

Everywhere the windows are chanting white snow, and the courtyards of every house are making ice strings.

Tonight, I will play quietly in the mountain temple, when will I return to my hometown together?"

When Sun Wukong heard this poem, he stepped forward and said, "Master, why are you looking at the moon and nostalgic for your hometown? A monk, why should you sigh? In fact, the moon phase is just an innate law of law. When the moon phase reaches the thirtieth day, the gold of the yang soul is gone, and the water of the yin spirit is full, so it becomes dark and lightless, and it is called obscure.

"At this time, it intersects with the sun, and between two days of obscurity, I feel the sun and become pregnant. By the beginning of the third year, the first eight and two yangs are born, and half of the yang soul is in the yin, and the small one is like a rope, so it is called winding. On the fifteenth, the three suns are complete, the moon phase is complete, as if the reunion is complete, called hope.

"On the sixteenth day, another yin was born, and on the twenty-second day, two yin were born, and at this time half of the yin soul in the yang soul was small, like a piece of rope, called the lower string. Then on the 30th, the three yin were completed, the yang soul was dispersed, and it returned to obscurity.

"This contains the profound meaning of innate cultivation and cultivation, if we can successfully cultivate the 28th and 99th, then at that time, it will be easy to see the Buddha, and it will be easy to return to the homeland. I also have a poem, you listen: before the front string after the back string, the medicinal taste is mediocre. After harvesting, he returned to the furnace to refine, and the fruit of his ambition was the western sky. ”

Jin Chanzi listened, but he didn't expect Sun Wukong to talk in a proper manner, which was quite embarrassing at the moment, but he didn't expect Sun Wukong to have such a wise root.

Sha Seng saw that the golden cicada was embarrassed, and said with a smile on the side: "Senior brother's words are very right, but he only said that the front of the string belongs to the yang, the back of the string belongs to the yin, and the yin is half of the yang, and the gold of the water is obtained." It is not said that water and fire are combined, it all depends on the cooperation of the mother of earth. I also have a poem: Water and fire are mixed with each other, and it all depends on the mother of the earth. There is no competition between the three families, and the water is in the Yangtze River and the moon is in the sky. ”

Jin Chanzi's poem is about the nostalgia of the moon and the nostalgia of the homeland, and I don't know when I will be able to reach the west and return to the Tang Dynasty.

Sun Wukong's poems, in the open, are about the moon phase and practice, but secretly it is to persuade the master not to be sad, as long as he goes west, he will reach the west and return to his homeland with the true scriptures.

Monk Sha's poems, on the surface, are also about the phases of the moon and practice, but there is another meaning inside: if you want to achieve merit in practice, you must cultivate the integration of water and fire, and if you want to blend water and fire, you can't do without the cooperation of the mother of the earth. It is implied that if you want to learn from the experience and succeed, everyone must work with one heart and one mind, not do it separately, and "no competition".

On the way to learn the scriptures, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie often quarrel like fire and water, and Monk Sha is a peacemaker between the two along the way.

Jin Chanzi listened to Monk Sha's poems, and he also felt something.

Zhu Bajie listened to the three of them talking there, couldn't help yawning a few times, stepped forward and grabbed Tang Seng's clothes and said, "Master, don't listen to their nonsense, delay sleeping." According to my old pig, this moon: it will be reunited soon after it is missing, as if I was not born perfect. I think I have a big belly when I eat, and I take the bowl and say that there is sticky salivation. He is clever in cultivating blessings, and I am stupid and stupid. I said that you have learned the scriptures and completed the three paths, and you shook your head and went straight to the sky!"

Zhu Bajie's poem means that you always say that I am not good like this, that I am not good like that, are you all born to be happy?

Knowing what Zhu Bajie meant, he stopped and said: "It's okay, you have worked hard to walk and carry burdens, go to sleep first, I still have to recite this sutra." ”

"Master, you have been a monk since you were a child, and what scriptures you have not read by heart when you were a child? If you say the Mahayana scriptures and you haven't taken them yet, which sutra are you going to read?"

"Since I left Chang'an, I have traveled every day, running around every day, and I am afraid that the previous scriptures are unfamiliar. I'm free tonight, I want to revise!"

"In that case, let's go to sleep first. ”

The three of them went to sleep on their rattan beds.

Jin Chanzi closed the door of the meditation hall, turned on the lamp, spread out the scriptures, and recited silently, but in fact he had something else on his mind.

In the dead of night, the golden cicada sat in the meditation hall of Baolin Temple and chanted the scriptures, reciting the "Liang Huang Water Confession" for a while, and reading the "Peacock Sutra" for a while. It wasn't until the third watch that he closed the scriptures, put them away, and wrapped them in his bag.

Just as he was about to get up and go to bed, he suddenly heard the sound of the wind outside the door, and a gust of wind blew.

The golden cicada was afraid that the wind would blow out the lamp, so she hurriedly covered it with the sleeves of her shirt, but the lamp was still swaying from side to side, flickering bright and dark, and the room looked a little gloomy.

"It's still here. ”

In the haze, I heard the wind blowing outside the window, and after the wind passed, I heard someone outside the meditation hall faintly shouting: "Master!"

Jin Chanzi raised his eyes and saw a man standing under the shadow of the tree, up and down, drenched in water, with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't stop shouting: "Master!

"Are you an evil spirit? Or a demon? Why did you come to me late at night? Let me tell you, I am an upright monk, and I have three apprentices under my command, all of whom are heroes who subdue dragons and tigers, and strong men who hunt demons and eliminate demons. If they see you, they will crush you to pieces. I am compassionate, make it convenient, you should go far away as soon as possible, don't come to my meditation gate!"

"Master, I am not an evil spirit, nor am I a demon. ”

"Then why did you come late at night?"

"Master, take a closer look at me!"

Jin Cicada Ziguo looked at the place carefully, and saw that he was wearing a sky-high crown on his head and a jasper belt around his waist. Wearing a yellow robe with a flying dragon and phoenix ochre, stepping on a pair of cloud-headed embroidered mouths, and holding a Douluo Star Bai Yugui in his hand. The face is like the Dongyue Immortal Emperor, and the shape is similar to the Wenchang Kaihua Jun.

Even if he fell into trouble and became a water ghost, he did not hide the appearance of the emperor.

"Your Majesty of which dynasty are you?"

Jin Chanzi asked in surprise, didn't dare to be rude, and reached out to help the king. His hands were everywhere, but he felt empty, and almost fell, and when he turned around and looked again, the king was still standing in the same place, and it turned out to be just a phantom, and he couldn't touch it.

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