The old man said: "Yes, yes." I remember my grandfather saying that this mountain came down from the sky and crushed a monkey. It's only now that you're out of your body. When I saw you when I was a child, you had grass on your head and mud on your face, and I was not afraid of you, but now you have no mud on your face and no grass on your head, but you seem to have lost some weight, and you have a big tiger skin around your waist, how much difference can you be from a ghost?"

When the family heard this, they all laughed.

Sun Wukong also smiled: "Thank you for taking care of me back then." ”

When Sun Wukong said this, he winked at the old man, but the golden cicada was gone.

This old man is quite virtuous, and he arranges a meal today.

After the meal, Sun Wukong said, "What's your family name?"

The old man said: "Give up your surname Chen." ”

When Jin Chanzi heard this, he immediately came down and said: "The old benefactor, and the poor monk are Huazong. ”

Sun Wukong didn't see it, and said, "Master, you are surnamed Tang, how can you be Huazong with him?"

Jin Chanzi said: "My common family is also surnamed Chen, and it is the family of Juxian Zhuang in Hongnong County, Haizhou in the Tang Dynasty. My Dharma name is Chen Xuanzang. Just because I was given by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty to be my royal brother Sanzang, referring to Tang as his surname, so he was named Tang Seng. ”

The old man was very happy when he saw that he had the same surname.

Sun Wukong said: "Lao Chen, disturb your house left and right." I haven't taken a bath for more than 500 years, so you can go and cook some soup, take a bath with my master and apprentices, and thank you for leaving. ”

The old man immediately ordered to cook the soup and take the pot, and put the lamp on his palm.

After the master and apprentice took a bath, sat in front of the lamp, Sun Wukong said: "Lao Chen, there is still something that tires you, and I have a needle and thread to borrow for me." ”

The old man said, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

That is, teach my mother to take the needle and thread and hand it to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong had eyes again, and when he saw that the master was taking a bath, he took off a short white cloth and did not wear it, so he pulled it over and put it on his body, but he took off the tiger skin, connected it in one place, made a horse-like fold, wrapped it around his waist, strangled the rattan, walked up to the master and said: "How is the old grandson dressed like this today than yesterday?"

Jin Chanzi said: "Good, good, good! Apprentice, you don't look too worn, you can wear that straight shirt. ”

Sun Wukong sang, "Thanks, Thanks!" He went to find some forage and fed the horses. At this time, after each thing was done, the master and apprentice and the old man also went to bed.

After the golden cicada fell asleep, Sun Wukong quietly got up and went straight to the old man's residence. After Sun Wukong left, the golden cicada also opened his eyes.

I saw the old man in the house, and when he saw Sun Wukong coming, he hurriedly got up to greet him, knelt down and saluted, and said, "Benefactor." ”

Sun Wukong hugged the old man and said: "The old man is up quickly, saying that it is a kindness, and it is also the time of your grandfather, but now five hundred years have passed, and it is not a matter." ”

The old man said: "When the sky descended on Wuzhi Mountain, if it wasn't for the benefactor to save me, more than 600 people in my Chenjiazhuang would have been crushed under the mountain, how could there be me? "Sun Wukong was pressed back then, and he struggled desperately to let the innocent mortals at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain escape.

Sun Wukong said: "Back then, the old grandson was crazy and offended the gods and Buddhas, and it was the old grandson who affected you, so I didn't dare to be this great favor." I was able to get out of trouble today, and I came to ask you, when Shakyamuni wanted to seal the six senses of the old grandson, the old grandson conjured the six senses and asked you to keep them, but I don't know where they are now?"

The old man said: "Lao Er sealed the benefactor's six senses in the body of my six sons......"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he was shocked and said: "How can this be done? Lao Sun took the six senses and left, and your six sons will definitely return to Huangquan." ”

The golden cicada in the other room frowned imperceptibly when he heard this.

......

The next morning, Sun Wukong got up and asked the master to walk.

The golden cicada dressed, and the walker packed up the bedding luggage. was about to say goodbye, but I saw that the old man, who had already had a soup on his face and a meal.

After fasting, he got up.

Sun Wukong wondered, why did this old man treat me so eagerly?

The golden cicada got on the horse, Sun Wukong led the way, did not feel hungry and thirsty, stayed overnight in Xiaoxing, and it was early winter, but I saw that: frost withered red leaves and thousands of forests thin, and a few pines and cypresses on the ridge were showing. Unopened plum is fragrant, warm and short days, small spring, chrysanthemum remnants and lotus are full of camellia. The ancient trees of the cold bridge compete for branches, and the winding stream trickles and the spring water slips. Light clouds and snow are floating all over the sky, the wind is sudden, and the sleeves are pulled, how can people suffer from the evening cold?

The master and apprentice were walking for a long time, when they suddenly saw a whistle on the side of the road, and six people broke out, each holding a spear and a short sword, a sharp blade and a strong bow, and said with a loud voice: "Then the monk! Go there! Leave the horses early, put down the luggage, and spare your life!"

Seeing this, the golden cicada turned over and dismounted, and stood on the side of the horse.

Sun Wukong said: "Master don't worry, it's okay, this is all about sending clothes and plates to wrap around us." ”

Jin Chanzi knew that the six thieves in front of him were the six senses of Sun Wukong, and said: "Wukong, do you want to be a little ear-closed? He said to teach us to keep horses and luggage, but you asked him what clothes and coils he wanted?"

Sun Wukong said: "You guard the clothes, luggage, and horses, and wait for Lao Sun to fight with him to see what it is." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "A good hand is no match for two fists, and two fists are not as good as four hands." He has six big men there, how dare you fight with a person as small as you?"

Sun Wukong's courage was great, and Na Rong said, stepped forward, crossed his hands on his chest, and saluted the six people: "What is the reason for the ranking, blocking the way of my poor monk?"

The man said, "We are the king of the cut path, the lord of the mountain who does good things." The name has been sown for a long time, you don't know how to measure it, leave something early, let you go, if you don't know half a word, teach you to break the corpse and bones!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he said with a smile: "I am also the ancestral king, the mountain lord who has accumulated many years, but I have never heard of a great name. ”

The man said: "You don't know, I will listen to you: one is called to see joy, one is called to hear anger, one is called to smell love, one is called to taste and think, one is called to opinion, and one is called to worry." ”

Sun Wukong smiled: "It turned out to be six thieves! But you don't recognize that my monk is your hero, and you are in the way." Take out the treasure of the robbery, and I will divide it with you seven times, and spare you."

When the thief heard this, he was full of joy and anger, and he was full of love, and he was full of thoughts, desires, and sorrows, and he all stepped forward and shouted, "This monk is rude! You have nothing at all, and you have come to share things with us!"

He swarmed his spear and sword, and rushed forward, slashing his head indiscriminately, ping pong, and slashing seventy or eighty times. Wukong stopped in the middle, just don't know. The thief said, "Good monk!

Sun Wukong smiled: "It's just a matter of seeing it! You are also sleepy, but it is time for Lao Sun to take out a needle to play." ”

The thief said: "This monk is a man who practices acupuncture. We have no symptoms, so what do we say?"

Sun Wukong reached out and pulled out an embroidery needle from his ear, and it was a pretense against the wind, but it was an iron rod, which was enough to be the thickness of a bowl, and he held it in his hand and said: "Don't go! Let Lao Sun beat a stick and try his hand!"

The six thieves fled in all directions, and they were dragged away by him, and they caught up with each other, and they were all killed.

After the killing, Sun Wukong got close to him, stripped them of their clothes, snatched his coils, and quietly saw the six senses sealed in the body of the six people taken out, smiled and walked around and said: "Master, please go, that thief has been killed by Lao Sun." ”