When it comes to the oil pot, Yang Li Daxian has a spell to keep him safe, but he is not afraid. He took off his clothes, jumped off the oil pot, picked up the towel, and took a bath in it like Sun Wukong, thinking about what to do next while washing.

Sun Wukong released the king, went to the oil pot to watch, and urged the captain who burned the fire to add more firewood. Taking advantage of the fact that Yang Li Daxian was not paying attention, he reached into the oil pot and probed it, and was suddenly taken aback:

The oil looked tumbling, but it was like cold water to the touch!

Sun Wukong thought to himself: "When I wash it, it's hot oil, why is it as cold as water when he washes?" I know, this must be which dragon king is helping him!"

Sun Wukong took a few steps back, jumped into the air, recited a spell of the word "", and called out Ao Shun, the Dragon King of the North Sea, with an angry face, and asked coldly: "Old Dragon King, I just received your help from the rain, why did you turn around, why did you send Leng Long to protect the bottom of the pot and help the Taoist priest win me!"

Ao Shun screamed and said, "Where does Xiaolong dare to help him? The Great Sage doesn't know, this evil beast has cultivated a penance and gained a human body, but only the Five Thunder Methods are from the true transmission, and the others are all learned from the side door, so it is difficult to return to the Immortal Dao."

"They came here to assist the king because they wanted to make some merits so that they could become immortals. This spell of going into the oil pot was a big peeling that he learned from Xiaomaoshan, and Leng Long was also refined by himself.

"Since he collided with the Great Sage, it was also his fate, and he should be killed here, so Xiaolong went to collect his cold dragon. ”

"Thank you very much, please!"

Ao Shun turned into a whirlwind, came to the side of the oil pot, caught the cold dragon at the bottom of the pot, and went back to Beihai.

Sun Wukong fell, stood in front of the hall with Tang Seng, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Monk, and raised his eyes to see the oil pot.

I saw Yangli Daxian with a face full of fear, dancing with his hands in the boiling oil pot, trying to climb out of the pot, but the pot was big, the oil was slippery, there was nowhere to focus, he couldn't climb out, he slipped and fell into the pot, and in an instant his bones were scorched and rotten, and he didn't see a human form, and he died.

The new warden was terrified, and ran to the king and said, "Long live, the Three Kingdoms Division has been fried!"

The king only felt that the sky was spinning, and he fainted to the ground.

For a while, the palace was in chaos, and the guards and imperial doctors, civil and military officials, ran back and forth, poured ginger soup, pinched people, beat their backs, and made it for a long time, and the king woke up and turned around.

He looked left and right, tears rained down, holding the imperial case with both hands, and cried loudly:

From now on, who will ensure that the country is in good order? Who will ensure the peace of the country? Who will ensure the peace and security of the widowed country?

When the king cried, all the officials panicked, knelt down together, shouted long live take care of the dragon's body, and one by one they were also sad and wept.

The king held the dragon chair, tears welled up, and the officials couldn't persuade him, and he cried until dusk and sunset, and he still cried without stopping.

Sun Wukong couldn't stand it anymore in the hall, so he stepped forward and shouted: "Why are you so mediocre! Those three Taoist priests, one is a tiger spirit, the other is a deer spirit, and the sheep power is an antelope essence." If you don't believe it, go and fish up the bones and see, where do people have such skeletons? They are all goblins, and they come here to harm you, because they don't dare to do anything because you are still angry. In two years' time, your qi will decay, and they will kill you and take away all your country. Fortunately, we came early to help you get rid of the goblins and save your life, why are you crying?

The three national teachers are dedicated to the country and loyal, how can the king believe Sun Wukong's words? The king just wiped his tears and ignored Sun Wukong.

An official next to him said: "Long live, after the death of the great national teacher, it is a yellow tiger, and after the death of the second national division, it is a white deer, and in the oil pot, there are really some sheep bones." ”

The king was still choked up on the dragon case, and said in his heart: "Even if they are really goblins, what is the matter? Will goblins definitely harm people? Nuwa Niangniang, the ancestor of all gods, is not also a human head and a snake body? Twenty-eight constellations, which one is not from a goblin? In the past 20 years, the three national teachers have done their best to assist the widow in governing the country, how can they ever do a bad thing? As for the dispersal of monks, it is only because of the different reasons. ”

The king was troubled and worried, and wanted to curse, but he was afraid of angering the four monks of His Royal Highness.

Sun Wukong saw that the king was still sad there, and said: "Your Majesty, these three demons have come here to harm you, and there are other people to witness."

"The five hundred monks outside the city gate were indeed put by me. They worked hard and tried to die, but they found that they couldn't die, it turned out that there was an apologetic Garan who protected their lives, entrusted them with dreams, told them to live well, and waited for my grandson to come and kill the demons for them.

These things are also witnessed by the monks in the Zhiyuan Temple. Please ask Your Majesty to come up with a list of monks and recruit back monks, and you will know what it is. ”

When the king saw Sun Wukong say this, he was afraid that the evil monk would be vicious, so he had to send a decree to go out and call for a list to recruit monks, and ordered someone to send Tang Seng and others to Zhiyuan Temple to rest, and tomorrow he will reward the four holy monks for their grace in eliminating demons and securing the country.

The next day, the king ordered Guanglu Temple to arrange a vegetarian banquet to thank the Tang Dynasty monks.

After the banquet was dispersed, the king led the hundred officials to send the Tang monk and apprentice out of the palace gate, and suddenly saw a bald head with white flowers kneeling on both sides of the door.

It turned out that the 500 monks who fled for their lives, heard that the list of monks was posted, and they all happily went into the city to find Sun Wukong, and wanted to return the Mao Thanksgiving.

When the monks saw that the king had sent Sun Wukong out, they all shouted: "Monkey King, Grandpa! I heard that Grandpa swept away the demons and was recruited by His Majesty the King. ”

Sun Wukong smiled: "How many of you came?"

The monks said, "Five hundred, half a lot." ”

Sun Wukong shook his body, collected his hair, and said aloud to the king, Baiguan and others: "These monks were released by Lao Sun, and those two demons were also killed by Lao Sun." Now that you have eliminated the demons and evil spirits, you have seen the methods of my old grandson, and you should know that it is not that the monks are inferior to the Tao, and you must no longer talk nonsense and believe in the future! As long as you unify the three religions, respect the monks, respect the Tao, and nurture talents, I will ensure that your country will be forever. ”

The king did not dare to say much, but only said thank you, and sent the four masters and apprentices out of the city before returning to the palace gloomily.

The four masters and apprentices left Che Chi Country, walked on the main road, and went west again.

This time, hungry and thirsty, staying overnight, unconsciously spring went to summer, and it was autumn again.

At dusk on this day, I was walking, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound in front of me, as if ten thousand horses were galloping, and the momentum was terrifying.

Zhu Bajie shrugged the burden on his shoulders, looked his eyes ahead, and said to himself: "Could it be that there are two armies fighting?"

The further you go, the louder it becomes. Monk Sha listened to it and said, "It's the sound of waves and water." ”

"Since it's the sound of water, there's a big river in front of you. Apprentices, where are you going to stay tonight?"

"Master, don't talk about the lay people. ”

"What about the family, what about the monks?"

"In the family, at this time, they are all in the warm bed, holding the child, hugging the wife, and sleeping freely. When we are monks, where can we be? Monks are to wear the stars and the moon, eat and stay in the wind and water, and only stop when there is a road, but stop when there is no road. ”

Zhu Bajie heard the words "stop when there is no way" and shouted: "Brother Monkey, that's a good point! There is no road ahead, so it's time to stop! You see that I am carrying a heavy burden, I am really tired, I can't walk, I have to find a place, sleep well, nourish my spirit, and I can carry the burden tomorrow." Otherwise, wouldn't you tire me down?"

Sun Wukong said: "Take advantage of the moonlight to take another trip and talk about it when there are people." ”

Zhu Bajie Nunu sighed.

The masters and apprentices had no choice but to follow Sun Wukong and move forward. After walking for a long time, he came to a big river. The white waves on the river are empty, and you can't see the opposite bank.

The golden cicada reined in his horse and exclaimed, "How can you get by?"

Zhu Bajie put down his burden and said: Wait for me to give it a try and see how the depth is. ”

"Bajie, don't talk nonsense! How can you try the shallow depth of the water?"

Zhu Bajie smiled: "Find a pebble and throw it into the water." If it splashes blisters, it is shallow, and if it sinks, it is deep. ”

"Bajie, you go and try it. ”

Zhu Bajie touched a big round stone on the shore and threw it to the river, only to hear a gurgling sound, and the stone sank to the bottom of the water. shouted: "Deep, deep, I can't go!"

Jin Chanzi asked again: "Although you have tried to be deep, you don't know how wide it is." ”

Zhu Bajie shook his head and said, "I don't know this, I don't know." ”

"Wait for me to see!" Sun Wukong raised a somersault cloud, jumped in the air, and looked at the river with his eyes open.

But see that:

The ocean is soaked in the moon, and the vast shadow floats in the sky.

The spirit sect swallows Huayue and flows through hundreds of rivers for a long time.

Thousands of waves are rolling, and thousands of waves are turbulent.

There is no fishing fire at the shore mouth, and there are herons sleeping on the sand.

Dazed like the sea, a view is even more boundless.

Sun Wukong fell to the ground and shook his head: "Master, how wide is it! I can't go! Old Sun Huo's eyes are sharp, and he can see thousands of miles during the day and three or five hundred miles at night." There is no edge in sight of this river, how can I know how wide it is?"

"Apprentice, what should I do if it's so wide?"

"Master, there seems to be someone over there?" Monk Sha raised his finger and gestured.

"I think it's the fisherman, I'll take a look!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were sharp, and he jumped over in three or two steps. When I got closer, I saw that it wasn't a person. It is a stone stele, there are three large characters on the stele, there are two lines of small characters on both sides of the lower side, the three big characters are "Tongtian River", and the two lines of small characters are "the path of eight hundred miles, and few people walk in ancient times".

Sun Wukong turned around and beckoned, "Master, come and see." ”

Jin Chanzi looked over and couldn't help sighing: "Apprentice, when I left Chang'an, I thought it was easy to walk in the west, but I knew that there were many demons and a long distance!"

Zhu Bajie suddenly moved his big ears and said, "Master, listen, there seems to be the sound of drums and cymbals? Maybe someone is doing something at home, let's go and eat some fast, and then ask where there is a ferry? Where is the boat? Sleep well, and cross the river tomorrow." ”

When Jin Chanzi heard this, he was overjoyed and shouted: "It's not a Taoist musical instrument, it's my Buddhist family, let's go!"

The sound of drums and cymbals came from the right side of the riverbank, Sun Wukong led the way in front, and the four of them looked for the sound, along the beach by the river, and went to the right to find it.

Walking across a sandy beach, I saw a village not far from the river in front of me, facing the water in front and the mountain in the back, and there were about four or five hundred families.

But see: leaning on the mountain path, near the river.

Everywhere is covered with firewood, and every bamboo courtyard is closed.

The dream of the Shatou heron is clear, and the mouthpiece of the willow cry is cold. The piccolo is silent, and the anvil is not rhymed.

The red knotweed branches shake the moon, and the yellow reed leaves fight the wind. Motou Village dog barks and sparse fence, and the old fishing boat at the ferry.

The lights are sparse, the people are quiet, and the moon in the air is like a hanging mirror. Suddenly I smelled a burst of white incense, but it was sent by the west wind across the shore.

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