Chapter 252: "The False Taoist"
"Where's the golden cicada?"
"The auspicious clouds shine on the heads of the good people, and the black air is surging on the heads of the wicked. The fastest update that Tang Seng was originally a good person who practiced in the tenth generation, so there was such an ethereal cloud. None of the monsters saw it, and the silver horn raised his hand and pointed down the mountain, "There are auspicious clouds moving over there, it must be Tang Seng coming up the mountain." ”
The Silver Horn King remembered his brother's reminder, and instead of leading the little demon to rush down, he used a spell to point at the golden cicada.
The golden cicada only felt a little aura coming, and the Yuan Shen spied over, saw the silver horn king in the distance, thought about it for a while, and snorted on the horse.
The little demons looked at the gesture of the silver horn, but they couldn't see any auspicious clouds. Silver Horn knows how to look at qi, but the little demon doesn't have such skills, where can he see it?
Silver Horn pointed with his hand again: "That's not?"
The silver horn king in the distance had a trace of doubt, when he pointed at the golden cicada for the first time, his reaction seemed to be a little slower, and it looked like it was disguised, and when he pointed again, the golden cicada shuddered again, this time it seemed to be more real.
The Silver Horn King pointed three fingers in a row, and the golden cicada struck three times in a row, and some of the doubts in the Silver Horn King's heart were also removed.
The golden cicada shuddered again. As soon as he pointed three fingers in a row, he shivered three times in a row, only to feel uneasy, as if something was about to happen, he hurriedly grabbed the horse rope and asked, "Apprentice, why am I shivering?"
Monk Sha asked, "Chills, maybe you have a cold, right?"
"It's not a cold, Master is walking in this deep mountain, and his heart is weak and frightened. Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Wait for Lao Sun to play all the way to suppress your shock!"
Sun Wukong put on a stick posture, shook his spirits, and used a stick method in front of the white dragon horse. I saw the stick on the three and four down, the left five and the right six, according to the six Tao three slightly danced, the faster and faster the dance, slowly only heard the wind that flickered through the air, the stick momentum could not be seen, and the sky was full of virtual shadows.
The mountain road is full of grass and thorns, and wherever Sun Wukong's stick shadow goes, the grass and trees are flying, and the stones are emptied, opening a flat road.
Monk Sha couldn't help but applaud, and Tang Seng was also relieved.
Silver Horn was secretly frightened on the top of the mountain, and praised: "In the past few years, I have heard that Sun Sun Wukong is really worthy of his reputation!"
"King, how can you grow the morale of others and destroy your own prestige?"
"Sun Wukong has great powers, I'm afraid it's not easy to catch him!"
"King, are you afraid of him? Why don't we send a few people back and report to the king, and tell him to gather all the soldiers and generals in the cave, come together, set up a formation, and work together, where are you afraid of him running away?"
"Have you not seen his iron rod, there is no courage of ten thousand people, we only have four or five hundred soldiers in the cave, how can we stop him from a rod?"
"What should I do then? Is that it? Let Zhu Bajie go, let them go?"
"Of course you can't just leave it at that!" Silver Horn gritted his teeth, "If you want to defeat him, you can only outwit him, not the enemy! I have a clever plan to get hold of him. ”
When the demons dispersed, he jumped down the mountain alone, and beside the road, he transformed into an old Taoist, how did he really dress up?
But see him: the crown of stars is shining, and the crane's hair is fluffy. Feather coat with embroidered bands, cloud shoes decorated with yellow and brown. The eyes are as clear as a cyclamen, and the body is as light as a longevity. What is said to be a Qingniu Taoist priest, it is also as strong as Mr. Su Coupon. Makeup is as false as the truth, and fabricated as if it were the truth. He made up as a Taoist priest with broken legs on the side of the road, his feet were bloody, and his mouth hummed and shouted in pain: "Help, help, help!"
The golden cicada heard it and said, "Good! In this wilderness and mountain, there are no cottages in the surrounding areas, who is the name? It must have been the tigers, leopards, wolves and insects who bluffed them." ”
Sun Wukong used a stick method, Tang Seng relaxed a lot, was walking, suddenly heard someone in front of him shouting for help, hurriedly hit the horse and ran over to ask: "Who? Who is calling for help?"
Yinjiao dragged his broken leg, struggled to crawl out of the grass, and lay in front of Tang Seng Ma, with a painful look on his face, and shouted in a weak voice: "Elder, save me, save me!"
"Get up and speak. ”
"It hurts, it hurts, I can't get up!" Silverhorn frowned and screamed in pain.
"Sir, where are you from?
"Master, on the west side of this mountain, there is a lotus temple, and I am a Taoist priest in the temple. Silverhorn had a pained look on his face.
Jin Chanzi asked again: "You don't serve incense in the temple and practice the scriptures, why do you wander in this deep mountain?"
"Master, it's like this: a day ago, there was a benefactor in the south of the mountain who invited a group of Taoist priests to do the dojo, and it was a little late to disperse, and my apprentice and I were in a hurry to look back, and walked to the depths of the mountain forest, and suddenly a colorful tiger ran out and took my apprentice away. Poor Dao was so frightened that he ran away, fell on the mountain road, injured his leg, and lost his way again. Today, I am fortunate to have met Master, please be merciful and save my life. If you want to be able to return to the view, you must be rewarded with great grace!"
"Sir, although I am a monk and you are a Taoist, you are dressed differently, but the monks are compassionate, how can there be a reason not to save you?
"yes, I can't stand up, I can't walk. ”
Jin Chanzi thought for a while and said, "That's it, I'll let you ride the horse, and when you get to Baoguan, you will return my horse." ”
"Master, I have a waist and leg injury, and I can't ride a horse!"
"Yes. The golden cicada turned his head and called Monk Sha, "You carry your luggage on my horse, you carry him!"
Yinjiao looked at Monk Sha, with a frightened look on his face: "Master, I was scared by the tiger, and when I saw this unfortunate face, I was even more scared, and I didn't dare to ask him to carry it!"
Jin Chanzi shouted again: "Wukong, you can carry him!"
Sun Wukong has been watching the silver horn's every move, and when he heard the golden cicada telling him to carry someone, he responded and came to carry the silver horn. The silver horn was just for Sun Wukong to carry it, and he thanked him repeatedly.
Monk Sha just heard Yinjiao say that he had a fierce face, and at this moment he said with a smile: "You old Taoist priest with no vision! I don't want to carry you, although I look evil, but I am a kind person." Ask him to carry you, and be careful that he throws you on a sharp rock and breaks your bones!"
Silver Horn pretended to be afraid of Monk Sha, lowered his head, and remained silent.
Sun Wukong put him on his back and sneered: "You demon, how dare you come to provoke me? You don't want to find out who Lao Sun is! You can only deceive my master with these nonsense words, and you still want to deceive me? I know that you are a monster in this mountain, and you want to come and eat my master! Do you know that my master is not an idler? He is something you can eat?"
Seeing that he recognized him, Yinjiao was a little surprised, and pretended to say: "Master, I am a good person, not a monster, but I unfortunately encountered a tiger, so I asked Master to rescue me." ”
Sun Wukong snorted: "Since you are afraid of tigers, why don't you recite the "Beidou Sutra"?"
As soon as Jin Chanzi climbed on the horse, he heard Sun Wukong talking non-stop there, as if he didn't want to carry people, and turned around and scolded: "You monkey! Save people's lives, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter." You carry him for a while, it's not too difficult, what kind of Beidou Sutra and Nandou Sutra!"
Sun Wukong put the silver horn on his back and shrugged it, and said, "Demon! My master is a compassionate person, if I don't carry you, he will scold me." I'll tell you first, I'll carry you, but if you want to urinate, you have to tell me first. If it falls on my back, it will not only smell bad, but it will stain my clothes, but no one will wash it for me!"
Yinjiao couldn't help but laugh, and said, "I'm so old, how could I do such a thing?"
The Silver Horn King ignored Sun Wukong's burial and said, "I'm so old, don't I know what your words mean?"
Jin Chanzi looked at Sun Wukong on the horse, and the Taishang Dao Ancestor sent the boy down to earth, which is nothing more than two possibilities, one is to warn Sun Wukong and let him behave for himself, not to be treacherous, and send him some benefits by the way;
Sun Wukong couldn't think of what kind of storm this monster could rise for a while, he wanted to come to the art master to be bold, pull the monster up, carry it on his back, and go west on the big road with Jin Cicada and Sha Wujing.
The mountain road was rugged, and Sun Wukong pretended to be difficult to walk with people on his back, so that Jin Chanzi and Monk Sha went far, and he himself fell behind. After walking for three or five miles, he couldn't see the golden cicada, and when he saw a big stone in front of him, he was overjoyed, and he thought about throwing the monster on his back to death on the stone.
This Sun Wukong is calculating to fight, and the Silver Horn King also saw his thoughts, he followed the Taishang Dao Ancestor, learned the orthodoxy of Taoism, and also sent the mountain, so he made a spell that moved mountains and seas, twisted the trick on Sun Wukong's back, recited the mantra, sent a Sumeru Mountain in the air, and split his head to press Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong hurriedly tilted his head, and the mountain pressed on his left shoulder, he shook it hard, but he didn't shake it off, and said with a smile: "My son, you want to press Lao Sun?
The Silver Horn King said: "A mountain can't suppress him!" but recited a spell and sent an Emei Mountain in the air to suppress it.
Sun Wukong tilted his head again and pressed it on the back of his right shoulder.
Look at him carrying two mountains. The silver-horned king saw it and was so frightened that he was covered in sweat. secretly praised, "Sure enough, it's the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace." Reciting the incantation again, he turned a Mount Tai over and pressed his head on Sun Wukong's vest.
Mount Tai is the sect of the world's famous mountains, Sun Wukong couldn't stand it, he was pressed to spurt out a mouthful of blood, pressed under the mountain, and couldn't move. It's a pity that he has only been out of the Five Elements Mountain for a few years, and he was suppressed by Mount Tai again.
Sun Wukong's strength was soft and numb, and when he encountered his method of descending Mount Tai, he only pressed the three corpses, and the seven orifices were red.
These three mountains are different from Wuzhi Mountain, Wuzhi Mountain is pressed on the stone box and is not directly pressed on Sun Wukong, but these three mountains are really pressed on the body, so Sun Wukong's disaster is much more painful than Wuzhi Mountain.
Yinjiao saw that he suppressed Sun Wukong, laughed proudly, caught up with Tang Seng with a gust of wind, stretched out his hand and went to the back of the white horse to get people, Monk Sha hurriedly lost his luggage, and danced the demon scepter to save the master.
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