[Journey to the West] Tucao Emperor who was delayed by Buddhism

In fact, I can understand the little monk's reaction.

After all, he grew up in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the three views over there are different in our area. I think the one who has spread Buddhism the farthest is nothing but me, and the other is Tathagata. I eat fast and recite scriptures devoutly, look up at our golden statues, and say to myself every day: Today I also want to learn from Sister Guanyin, who is as pure-hearted and merciful as her!

In this way, we have been regarded as role models for more than ten years, but we were finally lucky enough to be selected to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures and meet the gods, but suddenly one day, someone told us: The hero you respected since childhood is a psycho who wears women's clothes .

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That would definitely be unbearable.

When Sun Wukong came back, the green lion looked at him more and more, so he swept his tail, roared proudly, and went away like a gust of wind, leaving only a wounded and lonely figure hidden in the clouds.

Hey, I hope he returns to Manjusri, he is still this good monster.After all, I have seen a lot of bad gods in these years, but I have never seen a good monster. Although he is a bit stupid, he is already very precious.

I was just sighing with emotion that the civil and military officials in the court were relieved when they saw the demon go away, and they all shouted long live, excited, as if a long drought meets rain, and an old friend meets an old friend in a foreign land.

The prince immediately called people to come, put on the sky-high crown, the yellow robe, and the jasper belt for the emperor in public. One of the emperors who lived here was a different person from the wet and miserable corpse that Sun Wukong carried out from the octagonal glazed well.

The emperor was wearing it, and Zhu Bajie enviously said: "If you can't cultivate a positive result, it's good to find an emperor in the world to do it. Brother, look at him wearing gold and holding jade, with no worries about food and clothing, and there are three palaces and six courtyards, three thousand The beauties are all passing smoke and dust, although they lived a short life, they are really lucky!"

He himself said it was not enough, and urged Sun Wukong to say: "Brother, don't you ever think about finding an emperor to do it?"

Sun Wukong sneered and said: "If my grandson wants to be an emperor, he has been the emperor of all countries and nine states in the world, but now he is used to being a monk and is so lazy. If he wants to be an emperor, he has to grow long hair, stay awake at dusk, and sleepless on grains." "Hearing news from the side, I feel uneasy; seeing a famine, I feel sad and helpless, why bother to suffer?"

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If you don't want to wash your hair, just say so!

The two of them were chatting when they suddenly saw the little monk jumping up and down, and proudly said to me, "Sister Guanyin, I have done another good deed, am I amazing?"

Blinking his big eyes, he looked like he was waiting for someone to praise him.

I asked him, "Oh? Tell me, what good thing did you do this time?"

The little monk raised his face quite complacently, his eyes were almost shining, and he said to me happily: "I helped the drowned king to be avenged, and made his father and son reunite. Isn't that a miracle?" Is it a big deal?"

I said: "It's not all good things. You see that monster is very sad, so what should he do?"

The little monk said firmly: "Don't worry about him, he is a monster."

I then asked him: "Since you have entered my Buddhist school, and one day you will obtain the scriptures, become a monk and a Buddha, and save all living beings, then if one day, a dying monster comes to ask you to save him, will you save him?" Or not to cross?"

The little monk was troubled and said: "It depends on whether he is a good monster or a bad monster."

I asked again: "What is a good monster and what is a bad monster?"

He tilted his head and thought: "The ones that eat people are bad monsters, and the ones that don't eat people are good monsters."

I asked him again: "In this world, people who don't fast often eat birds and beasts to harm living beings. What is the difference from monsters eating people? If there is a person who has eaten meat for snacks, he will also come to ask you to save him." , are you going to save him or not?"

The reason why I gave him such nonsense is mainly because I want to tell him that moral values ​​​​cannot cross races.I have been with Jin Chanzi in Xitian for so many years, I have always suspected that he is not of the same breed as us, every time he talks about me, I suspect that he and I do not speak the same language, maybe he is Racially mutated nuisance.

So I hope to teach him well from an early age, and let him understand before he turns into a golden cicada: We are not the same kind of people, so don't bother me in the future.

But I went around and around, not only didn't get on the right track, but instead confused him.

He became embarrassed and didn't know what to do. In the end, he suddenly stomped his feet, looked at me firmly and said, "Sister Guanyin wants me to save, so I will save; if sister Guanyin says no, then I won't. Anyway, you know Most of them say that everything is right.”

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Don't scare me like this, I often make mistakes!

I looked at him tremblingly, and had nothing to say to his logic. After a long while, I could only say to him: "Then can you make an agreement with me, regardless of whether what I say in the future is right or wrong? You talk to me well, don't quarrel with me."

The little monk didn't understand what I was talking about at all, just tilted his head, nodded blankly and said: "Okay, why should I quarrel with you, you are my sister Guanyin."

His appearance really moved me to death. I hope that one day he will achieve a positive result, and the Buddha will restore the memory of his previous life for him. He remembered that he was sealed by me like a zipper in the past, and he was accused by others. It's fine if you don't get angry with me about the matter.

The king finally returned to the throne, and he was very grateful to his master and apprentice, and asked all the officials to present them with gold, silver, silk, treasures of the town, fruits, vegetables and flowers. , I need to be careful that Zhu Bajie has lost my Buddhist face, just as I was thinking about it, I saw Pu Xian stretched out his hand, and he picked up a bunch of grapes with peace of mind, and ate them calmly, holding the grapes in one hand and the spit out skin in the other He also said to me: "Guanshiyin, the grapes in their country are delicious! They are a little more sour than those from Xitian, and I like slightly sour ones. Xitian grapes are too greasy."

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Because both hands were occupied, he raised his chin and instructed me: "Go and help me get a bunch of bananas, yes, that's the one, peel it for me..."

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Do you still want to be fed?

I was angry that he had humiliated my Buddhism, and suddenly saw Sun Wukong and the little monk crowded together, looked at us in amazement, and whispered: "Is Guanyin Bodhisattva so good-tempered? Could it be that a monster has changed?"

Pu Xian gnawed on the banana, still not satisfied, and said to me: "You can help me get another piece of fruit, I have never eaten that fruit..."

I was afraid that he would continue to be ashamed if he stayed here, so I quickly grabbed his collar and led him away without looking back. He was still looking at the fruit eagerly, and said, "Let me have a taste..."

When I was driving the cloud, I heard Sun Wukong ask in a low voice: "Is it fake, it must be fake."

Alas, he doesn't know, I only have Puxian in the West, and the painting style is wrong, but because his brain was smashed into such a shape by my clean bottle, I can't dislike him, I should coax him or have to coax him .

No matter how he doesn't want to believe it, Puxian's brain is only at this level. After all, I was smashed too hard by standing in the clouds, and now it's not working well, but even if his brain is so bad , he is also the direct person in charge of the scripture learning task now, I can't even imagine how Sun Wukong will live in the future.

A few days had passed since I returned to the quiet days in the South China Sea, and the Monkey King came again with a somersault cloud.This time even Hui An was taken aback: "The ones who came here before were not so diligent. Anyway, they only come once every two or three months in the lower world. What's the matter now?"

To be honest, this frequency, plus the time of Xitian, is relative, no one can stand it.

He came so fast that I was terrified and asked, "What happened to your master again? Speak well and don't scare me."

Sun Wukong wondered: "Although my master had an accident, he has never been in such trouble. He used to recruit monsters who passed by and coveted, but now..."

Sun Wukong, the majestic great sage equal to the heavens, is now twitching in front of me, hesitating, struggling again and again, and then he said to me cautiously:

"Just one thing I want to ask the Bodhisattva for help. Can we not let Samantabhadra Bodhisattva help us in the future?"

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Sun Wukong seemed to be unable to hold back his tears when he thought of what Puxian had done. He was a hero who never shed tears in heaven, but now he was rubbing his eyes, feeling wronged and helpless. There was nowhere to complain in heaven and earth, and he said bitterly:

"If he continues to toss like this, my grandson's life will be gone!"