Chapter 54: Killing the Poor Monk

"Dead ???," Tang Sanzang said in astonishment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's right! Die!" Sun Wucat continued: "Those who died in the world outside the mirror are alive in the world in the mirror! Those who live in the world outside the mirror are all dead in the world in the mirror!"

"Amitabha! That is the meaning of the Dharma Protector, that is, only by dying in the world outside the mirror can you enter the world in the mirror, and only by dying in the world in the mirror can you return to the world outside the mirror?"

"That's right. ”

"Amitabha, this is the only entrance to the mirror, and the only exit out of the mirror—death?"

"That's right. ”

"Amitabha! Good and good!" Tang Sanzang's emotions were slightly excited, he closed his eyes and pondered, then opened his eyes again, and suddenly looked back at the Monkey Cat behind him, staring at him deadly.

Sun Wumao was taken aback by Tang Sanzang's sudden move, lowered his head and looked at himself from bottom to top, but he didn't notice anything unusual, and asked, "Tang ...... Elder Tang: Did Sun Wumao say something wrong again?"

"Oh, hahaha!" Tang Sanzang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "Oh, the poor monk is a mother-in-law! Didn't you see Sun Protector? This time the Buddha actually didn't slap your mouth! This shows that Sun Protector is telling the truth! Oh, hahaha!"

"Uh...... All right. Sun Wumao was speechless, and a capital embarrassment was thrown on his face.

Tang Sanzang turned his head, the smile on his face turned into confusion, and he asked, "But Sun Protector, the poor monk still has something unclear in his heart!"

"Oh, I hope Elder Tang will give him advice!"

"Amitabha, Sun Protector, didn't you say that you were sucked in by the mirror and the pig protector was sucked in by the gourd?

"Well...... I had the same confusion as Elder Tang just now, but now that I understand it, Elder Tang, think about it, if a person disappears out of thin air in a world, his relatives can't find him, his friends can't find him, everyone can't find him, his body and soul are no longer in that world, and he has nothing to do with everything in that world, then what is the difference between him in that world and death?"

"Oh, the poor monk is a mother! It seems that this is really such a truth, this is not just death, it is simply a dead death, there is no piece of armor left, and there is not even a bone and scum left!" Tang Sanzang listened to Sun Wumao's words, as if he had been empowered, and continued: "Isn't this just as the Buddha said, life is just death in another world, death, and death is just life in another world, life and death and death, Sun Protector is true!

"Yes, yes, yes! That's what it means, or Elder Tang's profound attainments in Buddhism, and he hit the nail on the head with one word!"

"Hey, wrong, wrong!" Tang Seng then shook his head again, frowned and said: "In the world outside the mirror, if all beings die, they should be caught and sent to hell by the black and white impermanence!

"Hey, wrong, wrong, wrong!" Sun Wumao retorted: "Those who were caught by black and white impermanence and taken to hell are souls and spirits! And in this world in the mirror, Elder Tang, Zhu Bagou, and me, the three of us are neither souls nor spirits, but shadows!"

"However, in our current situation, with no body and no body, is there any difference between us and souls?

"Because of the Pig Protector! He was sucked in by the purple gold and red gourd of Taishang Laojun in the world outside the mirror, and the gourd will turn all the creatures sucked in it into blood and water, and the body, soul, and soul will all disappear with it, and the Pig Protector is no exception, so what kind of thing will this pig protector who is nothing standing next to me be?"

"Oh, the poor monk is a mother!" Tang Sanzang turned his head, stared at the pig dog behind him, and said, "In this way, in addition to the shadow, the pig protector really doesn't even have a single dog hair left!"

"Who's to say it's not, and besides, does Elder Tang know the name of this mirror?"

Tang Sanzang turned his head and shook his head.

"It's called—Huanyingjian!"

"Phantom Sword?"

"Yes, it's ......."

"Sun Protector, you wait, you wait!" Tang Sanzang interrupted Sun Wumao's words, and said in confusion: "Eighty percent of the poor monks eat too much shrimp and crab meat, so that their ears are not very obedient, the world we are in now, is it a sword or a mirror?"

"Jian! not a sword! a mirror! a bronze mirror!"

"Oh~ If Sun Protector wants to say this, the poor monk will hear it clearly!" Tang Sanzang nodded, turned his head back suddenly, and stared at the Sun Wu cat behind him, Sun Wu Mao lowered his head and looked at himself from bottom to top, still did not find anything unusual, smiled embarrassedly, and said: "This time the Buddha did not slap my mouth again!"

Tang Sanzang nodded with high hopes and said, "Well, it seems that what Sun Protector said earlier is all true!"

"Hehehe......" Sun Wumao scratched his head in embarrassment and replied: "So, Elder Tang, why is there a dragon catfish that has been dead for a thousand years in this world in the mirror, but there is a dragon catfish that has lived for a thousand years at the same time in the world outside the mirror, this makes sense!"

"Well, even the exit has been found!" Tang Sanzang paced up again, backwards: "It seems that the poor monk is wrong to blame my three disciples, the reason why they didn't come to save the poor monk is because even if they enter the belly of the thousand-year-old dragon catfish, with their ability, presumably the dragon catfish can't be digested, and if they can't digest it, they can't die, and if they can't die, they can't get in! Amitabha!

"Presumably, it should be so!"

Tang Sanzang, who was pacing, suddenly stopped, retreated in front of Sun Wumao, and said, "Sun Protector! Hurry up, kill the poor monk quickly!"

"What? Kill you? Why?"

"Oh! Kill the poor monk from this world in the mirror, won't the poor monk return to the world outside the mirror! Don't you have to eat those fishy shrimp and crabs here, you don't have to be reincarnated, and you don't have to wait for dozens of years to start again from Lingshan!"

Sun Wumao said helplessly: "Elder Tang, how easy is it to kill you? You can't help but think about this matter too simply, right?"

"Hey~ What's so difficult about this! Don't those shrimp soldiers have an invisible net! If you insist on asking them to come, they shouldn't give it, the poor monk can pretend to escape, lead them to use the net to catch me, and when the poor monk enters the net, you will use this nine-ring tin battle to shoot the poor monk to death!"

Sun Wumao was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that this Elder Tang was too ruthless to himself in order to pass on the great cause of the scriptures, he said: "Elder Tang, not to mention whether I, Sun Wumao, can I kill a shadow, even if I kill it, do you guarantee that you can live in the world outside the mirror? What about the body? What about the soul? When have you ever seen a shadow of a lost body wandering in that world?"

"Oh ha! Isn't that easy to do with the soul, when the poor monk returns, just ask my big apprentice Sun Wukong to go to Lord Yama to ask for the soul!"

"If the soul hasn't been reincarnated yet, then this plan is feasible! But what about Elder Tang's physical body?"

"As for this body...... Oh, the poor monk is a mother!" Tang Sanzang said and slapped his thigh suddenly, as if he remembered something, and quickly ran towards the rear of the "Dragon Catfish Mountain Range".

"Elder Tang, what are you going to do!" Sun Wumao shouted at Tang Sanzang, who was already far away, and he saw Tang Sanzang running around the mountain range tirelessly, and he was like the one outside the mirror who couldn't walk without the white dragon horse.

"Poor monk go look for my flesh!" Tang Sanzang replied while running wildly, don't look at him backwards, he is still running quite fast, the shrimp soldiers and crabs will chase after him, for fear that he will escape, so that no one will come to eat their flesh to help them live forever.

But these stupid shrimp soldiers and crab generals don't know that their immortality in this illusory world in the mirror means that they will never be reborn in the real world outside the mirror.

Sun Wumao and Zhu Bagou had no choice but to follow, don't look at Zhu Bagou almost didn't say a word the whole time, but his ears didn't relax at all, and he knew it in his heart.

When they arrived at the back of the mountain range, they found that Tang Sanzang was bent down, pouting his buttocks, and holding a nine-ring tin cane while concentrating on finding something on the ground, and he was about to put his face on the sand and gravel at the bottom of the river.

Seeing this, Sun Wumao was puzzled: "Elder Tang, what are you looking for here?"

Tang Sanzang replied while burying his head in the search: "Of course I am looking for the body of the poor monk!"

"Elder Tang, forgive the enlightened cat, how can the physical body need to be so meticulous?"

"Of course you don't need to, alas! The poor monk will tell you the truth, the poor monk is looking for monster feces again! Come and help the poor monk find it together!"

"Monster feces?" Sun Wumao almost burst out laughing, he forcibly said: "Oh oh oh! yes, how can this thousand-year-old dragon catfish eat anything and pull anything!"

"Shhh...... It's strange!" Tang Sanzang straightened up, looked confused, and said to himself: "Why is there not even a piece of dung left? Pig Protector, or I would like you to use the magic power of 'Thousands of Miles Trace' to help the poor monk sniff and see? There is a labor pig protector! Amitabha!"

Zhu Bagou drooped his ears, not looking too reluctant, but still walked over and sniffed into the distance at the foot of the mountain.