Sun Wukong said to Jin Chanzi again: "Master, this place is very auspicious, don't walk around! ”

"You go quickly, needless to say, go and come back quickly, I'll wait for you here." The golden cicada promised in his mouth, and hoped that Wukong would leave quickly, and as soon as he left, the monster came.

Sun Wukong turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly turned back and said, "Master, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit still, so I'll give you a way to stay!"

He took out the golden rod and shook it as long as he could. Holding one end in both hands, and the other end stretched out, he drew a circle on the flat ground, the size of two zhang square.

He invented this ring spell and was inspired by the golden steel of Taishang Laojun and the golden hoop of the Buddha. I've always wanted to take it out and use it, and today it finally came in handy.

After drawing a circle, Sun Wukong took the stick, came over and asked Jin Chanzi to sit in the middle of the circle, and asked Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha to accompany him left and right, and put the white horse and luggage beside him.

After arranging, he clapped his hands together with the golden cicada and said: "The circle drawn by Lao Sun is far better than the copper wall and iron wall, no matter what tigers, leopards, wolves, insects, demons and monsters, he dare not enter the circle." But don't go out of the circle, you can only sit in the middle, and keep you safe! But if you go out of the circle, you will definitely be poisoned!

Jin Chanzi agreed, and sat there upright. Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha looked at the horses and the luggage, and also sat in the circle.

Only then did Sun Wukong let go, drove the clouds, and went south to find someone to fast.

Suddenly, I saw an ancient tree towering below, and there was a small village. There were a few thatched huts, a small bridge, and ice was in the pond by the bridge, and ice cubes hung from the pine trees and bamboo trees by the pond.

Sun Wukong pressed the head of the cloud, walked across the small bridge, came to the outside of the thatched hut, and was about to knock on the door to fast, but the door creaked open.

An old man came out of the door, dressed in a ragged cotton coat, wearing a sheepskin hat, and holding a cane in his hand, looking up at the sky, and muttering to himself: "The northwest wind is blowing, and tomorrow will be fine!"

As soon as the words fell, a pug ran out from behind, rushed to Sun Wukong and stopped, barking at Sun Wukong.

The old man turned his head, only to find that there was a hairy-faced little monk in front of him, holding a bowl in his hand.

Sun Wukong held the bowl in one hand, stood in front of his chest with the other, recited "Amitabha", expressed greetings, and said: "Old donor, my monk is the Tang Dynasty in the East of the earth, go to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures, passing by the treasure side, my master is hungry, and he has come to the Zunfu to raise a fast." ”

When the old man heard this, he nodded and shook his crutches: "Elder, don't fast, you're going the wrong way!"

"That's right!"

"The road to the west is a thousand miles from here, due north. What are you doing here instead of taking the main road?"

The old man was on crutches in one hand, and raised one hand to point north.

"Exactly, my master is now sitting on that road and resting, just waiting for me to go back and eat after fasting!"

"You little monk, nonsense! You say that your master is waiting for you to fast and eat on the main road? This thousand-mile journey, even if you run fast, it will take six or seven days, and it will take six or seven days to go back, and you will not starve your master to death?"

"Don't hide it from the old donor, I just said goodbye to the master, and I haven't had a hot tea yet. When it's time for fasting, I'm going to take it back for lunch!"

The old man looked surprised, looked at Sun Wukong, and was afraid: "This monk is a ghost! It's a ghost!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were quick, and he grabbed it: "Donor, hurry up and fast!"

"It's inconvenient! It's inconvenient! You can find someone else!" the old man looked frightened.

"You, the benefactor, just said that I am thousands of miles away from here, and if I go to another place, won't I have to run thousands of miles again?

"My family of six or seven people has only bought three liters of rice for the pot, and it has not been cooked yet. You go somewhere else first!" the old man struggled and went inside.

Sun Wukong's expression was straight: "As the saying goes, it's better to go to three than to sit in one." Poor monk wait here!"

Sun Wukong pulled the old man's clothes but didn't let go, and he didn't look like he would stop fasting.

It's really not easy to fast, which is why Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha are not allowed to fast.

When the old man saw that Sun Wukong was entangled tightly, he was angry, and he raised his crutches to beat.

Sun Wukong was not afraid, nor did he hide, he was beaten seven or eight times by him on his bald head, and he didn't snort, just scratched him.

"This is an iron-headed monk!" the old man was taken aback.

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Old donor, whatever you want, just remember to understand the number of sticks, one rod and one liter of rice, and slowly measure it to me!"

The old man threw his cane and shouted, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!" and ran in and closed the door.

In the house, when the old man's family heard the shouting of ghosts, they were all trembling with fright, and hurriedly ran to close the front and back doors.

Sun Wukong was beaten by him, but Zhai didn't get it, and he was a little angry in his heart, and secretly thought: "This old thief said that he washed rice and put it in the pot just now, I don't know if it's true or not." As the saying goes, the Tao turns the virtuous into the virtuous and the foolish. Lao Sun go in and take a look!"

made a stealth method, Sun Wukong escaped into the room and walked into the kitchen. When I looked at the stove, there was a pot there, and the pot was steaming, and half a pot of rice was boiled.

Sun Wukong chuckled, scooped the bowl inside, scooped a bowl full of rice, escaped out of the door, and drove back with the clouds.

The three of them sat in the circle, waited for a long time, and didn't see Sun Wukong come back, so they stood up and looked: "Where did this monkey go?

Zhu Bajie sat on the side and was bored, and when he heard the master complaining, he laughed and said, "Who knows where he went to play!

"How do you say it's going to jail?" asked Jin Chanzi.

Zhu Bajie began to show off his knowledge: "Master, you don't know this allusion yet?

"The ancients had a saying that the monkey was clever and went to learn from it, but he learned to draw a tiger and not become an anti-dog! You see him: take a stick to draw a circle, and say that it is as strong as a copper wall, but in fact he coaxes us not to leave, but just sits here stupidly and waits for him.

"You say: If there are really tigers, wolves and monsters coming, how can a circle be stopped? I have to give it to someone to fill my stomach for nothing!"

When Jin Chanzi heard it, he felt that Zhu Bajie was reasonable. In the end, he has been Marshal Tianpeng, and many places are more knowledgeable than the monkey who is a demon.

"Bajie, in your opinion, what should I do?"

Zhu Bajie smiled: "This is an open place, and it is not sheltered from the wind or the cold. If you look at it according to the old pig, you should follow the road and go straight to the west. The senior brother came back from fasting, he drove the cloud and walked fast, and he caught up after a while. If there is a fast, we will eat and then we will go. If you don't fast, you won't delay your journey. It's warm to sit here, your feet are cold, and it's warm!"

That's right, on a snowy day, it's really cold! Jin Chanzi readily agreed, or Bajie will be considerate!

Jin Chanzi stood up, asked Monk Sha to lead the horse, Zhu Bajie picked up the burden, walked out of the circle together, and walked along the road to the valley.

Monk Sha opened the way in front, Jin Chanzi rode a horse in the middle, Zhu Bajie walked behind with a burden, and the three of them didn't wait for Sun Wukong anymore, and walked towards the building.

Not long after, I came to the front of the building, and it turned out to be a large family sitting north to south.

In front is an inverted weeping lotus ascending dou gatehouse, painted with colorful color patterns, the two sides are connected to the gatehouse, there is a high wall. The gate was half-open and half-hidden, and I didn't know if anyone was inside.

"Master, this place is like a prince's house, a complementary home. There was no one outside the front door, so they must have been cooking inside. You sit here, let me go in and see. ”

Zhu Bajie put down his burden as he spoke, and led the horse to tie it to the stone drum in front of the door. Monk Sha helped down the golden cicada and sat in front of the door to rest for a while.

Jin Chanzi saw Zhu Bajie raise his feet and enter the door, and advised: "Be careful, don't crash into others!"

"I know!" Zhu Bajie said as he walked, "Since entering the Zen Gate, I have also learned some etiquette, no better than the reckless man of the village!"

He pinned the nail palladium to his waist, straightened it all over the green brocade, pretended to be Sven, and walked into the door.

I saw three halls in front of me, the curtains were lower, and it was quiet inside, there were no figures, and there were no tables and chairs.

Then I turned the screen door and went inside, there was a hall, and there was a building behind the hall. Upstairs, the pane was ajar, and I faintly saw a yellow silk curtain, presumably a bedroom.

"I think the host's family is afraid of the cold and is still sleeping!"

Zhu Bajie did not distinguish between the inner room and the outer hall, and dragged his steps upstairs.

When I went upstairs, I saw the yellow silk tent curtain hanging low, and I couldn't see it clearly.

Zhu Bajie didn't care if there was anyone inside, he reached out and opened it to see, and was so frightened that he retreated straight back!

In the yellow silk tent, on the ivory bed, there was a pile of bones on the white forest ground! The skeleton was the size of a badou, and the leg bones were four or five feet long!

Zhu Bajie almost stumbled and fell, stood firm, calmed down, couldn't help but feel a little sad, and sighed at the skeleton:

"I don't know which dynasty and which generation you are the marshal, which state and which country you are a general, at that time the heroes and heroes fought for everyone's business, today there is only a pile of white bones left, and no one comes to serve the incense, it is really a pity!"

He was sighing, and suddenly he saw a flash of fire behind the curtain!

"Someone with the incense in the back?"

Zhu Bajie walked quickly to the back of the tent, but he didn't see anyone. I was surprised, and when I looked left and right, it turned out that the bed was placed in the middle of the room, and there was a space behind the bed, and the outside sky light shone in through the window, and reflected on the curtain, which looked like firelight, but it was actually daylight.

When I looked closely, I found a painted table under the window, and a few splendid cotton clothes were placed on the table.

Zhu Bajie thought to himself that everyone was dead, and this clothes would become ownerless. I walked over and lifted the cotton clothes, and when I saw it, there were a total of three Najin cotton vests.

It's really a charcoal in the snow! On this cold and snowy day, someone sent cotton clothes!