[Journey to the West] Legend of the Little Demon

The sky is full of colorful clouds and white clouds.

In the bushes on both sides of the mountain road, there is an early-rising wild pheasant crowing. The dew wets its gorgeous feathers and brightens its red crown.

Wearing a brown pleated chivalrous suit and wearing a pair of suede boots, the Monkey King Sun Dasheng strolled along the mountain path, carrying the golden cudgel with a net weight of [-] catties on his shoulder, looking Free and easy, the only thing that is against the law is that the end of the magic cudgel is hung by his teasing master with a fist-sized, idyllic floral parcel.

[Jin Choubang said angrily: I will never face anyone again!I really want to go back to the sea and become the big iron pillar of Dinghai...] The small package followed Wukong's footsteps, swaying behind him, swaying, full of a strange sense of joy...: dThe mountain road turned a corner Bend, the members of the pilgrimage group who followed Wukong appeared one by one, namely Tang Xuanzang, a holy monk riding a white dragon horse, Bajie, a porter with luggage on his shoulders, and Jin Jin, who sat cross-legged on the head of a white dragon horse with claws around his chest and piercing eyes. The furry pet rat squeaked white.

At this moment, it is staring angrily at Sun Dasheng who is walking in the front. To be precise, it is staring straight at the small package of broken flowers hanging on the golden cudgel - the pine nuts that were smashed and snatched away by monkeys that night. Reserve!

oh!The love of his life.

Wukong, with scratches on his face, rolled his eyes and noticed the compelling gaze behind him, so he didn't look back, with a smile on his lips, instead he wagged his tail and hummed happily.

His whole body seemed to be clamoring: "That's what you need to beat, little mouse, if you have the ability, come and grab it!"

A certain mouse gritted its teeth and continued to stare.

This place is located in the Uzbek border and is called Futu Mountain.

All over the mountains and plains, all kinds of flowers are blooming, the fragrance is tangy, the birds in the forest are laughing and playing, the snow-white cranes are dancing by the spring, the green water is rolling down the stream, the brocade fish are like swimming in a bright mirror, and the sky is full of auspicious clouds. Duo Duo, everything is so beautiful that Tang Xuanzang repeatedly praised this place as a good place!

Going a little further into the middle of the mountain, Xuanzang immediately looked into the distance, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and saw a nest of firewood in front of a towering fragrant cypress tree, bursting with auspicious light, and couldn't help but gallop forward.

It's even more amazing when you look at it up close!

A shabby monk with bare feet and simple clothes fell down in the black wood nest, dozing off with his eyes closed.

On his left, there is a seven-horned elk decorating the grass nest for him with flowers in his mouth. On his right, a clever mountain monkey picks wild fruits for offering. Sleep well.

Man and nature live in harmony, which is indeed a model.

It is indeed a good posture of a free mountain person!

Bajie at the end of the line saw the monk, panting and chased after him, put down his burden, fanned the wind with his wide sleeves, smiled and leaned up to him who was still as calm as a mountain, and slapped him in the ear like a prank He shouted: "Zen Master, it's thundering! It's raining! Get up and move your nest!"

Bajie's angry cry not only scares away the small animals near Wuchao, but also makes Zen Master Wuchao suddenly open his eyes.

Everything was just for a moment, but Zen Master Wuchao's eyes quickly shifted from Xuanzang who was about to dismount to worship to Bai Zhizhi who was sitting upright on top of the white dragon horse. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he stood up immediately Coming out of the Wuchai nest, he hurriedly supported Xuanzang who was bowing in salute with his hands, and said repeatedly: "Holy Monk, please rise, please rise! Sorry, welcome!"

On the side, Bajie also smiled and bowed: "Zhan Master Wuchao, you are polite!"

The Zen master was surprised: "The pig in Fuling mountain is just manicured! You also traveled westward to learn scriptures with the holy monk?" Then he smiled, "I wonder why you didn't want to practice with you at the beginning! It turns out that a better master has been appointed. Not bad, not bad, the future is great.”

Bajie groaned, sneered, sneered and patted his stomach in response.

It turned out that Zen Master Wuchao had been cultivating hard on Futu Mountain, drinking nectar, eating wild fruits, and living in Wuchai.

He also had some friendship with Bajie, and even thought of accepting him as a disciple, but Bajie resented his poor cultivation conditions and resolutely refused.

Zen Master Wuchao looked at Wukong on the side again, with puzzled eyes, pretending as if he really didn't know Wukong, and asked hesitantly, "This is...?"

Wukong sneered and hummed a few times, and didn't bother to talk to him, walked a few steps away, and said coolly: "Lonely and ignorant!"

Zen Master Wuchao, who had been slapped in the face, could only laugh awkwardly, not angry, and suddenly understood in his heart, muttering that the legendary Monkey King was really as bad-tempered as that one said.

Xuanzang bowed again and asked him how far it was to go to Daleiyin Temple in Xitian.

Zen Master Wuchao laughed, and opened his mouth to answer: "It's far away! It's far away!" Seeing Xuanzang's expression was wrong, he comforted Xuanzang a few words, saying that he was willing to teach the "Multi-Heart Sutra" to help him eliminate the demons in his heart , to help him get Mahayana Buddhism as soon as possible.

When Wukong, Bajie and Bailongma heard that they wanted to recite sutras again, they immediately pretended to look at the scenery and sneaked away. Only Zhizhi continued to pretend to be the pious third disciple, sitting obediently and listening to the sutras for brainwashing.

Zen master Wuchao dictated the scriptures, Xuanzang X was a monk, and he was the reincarnation of the golden cicada under the Buddha's seat.

Xuanzang slowly closed his eyes, sat quietly on the spot, and muttered aloud without distraction, in order to sweep away distracting thoughts from the altar and consolidate his devotion to the Buddha.

Zhizhi was listening to Master Xuanzang's magnetic subwoofer to gently hypnotize him, and his mind was in a trance. He was drooping his head and fell asleep. The sudden sound of Zen Master Wuchao's voice woke him up instantly.

"I think I can take you home."

He didn't seem to care about a sentence, but it made Zhi Zhi feel like waking up from a big dream. His first instinct was to sit upright and keep shrinking back, as if he was afraid that he would say something more true next second. fact.

Oh, it seems to be an "acquaintance".

It looked at the Zen master who was "compassionate and compassionate", and then at Master Xuanzang who was immersed in Wumiao Buddhism at the moment, and then turned back to see that he was holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, feeding the white dragon horse one after another Wukong.

Eyes glued.

Wukong seemed to be aware of its gaze, glanced at it, smiled gloatingly, turned his head and patted the white dragon horse's head.

Let's go back!

go back?

go back!

No no no, I'm not going back!

Zhizhi turned his head back, lowered his eyes, and shook his head seriously.

It doesn't want to go back yet.

Zen Master Wuchao looked thoughtfully at the notoriously stubborn natural stone monkey, said nothing, and then let out a long breath.

Wukong seemed to feel something was wrong, his ears moved slightly, and he walked over arrogantly with the golden cudgel on his shoulders, staring at him with frowning eyes.

Zen Master Wuchao gave a chuckle, and moved back to his old chaiju on the spot, and was about to step on Yunguang to leave.

Xuanzang opened his eyes, got up quickly and bowed again, but still couldn't bear the confusion in his heart, he opened his mouth to inquire, expressing that he really wanted to know if he could complete the journey in three to five years.After all, when he left Chang'an City, more than half of the date promised to the Tang Emperor had already passed unconsciously.

The Zen master Wuchao sat casually, looked at the west from a distance, smiled, and sang and chanted: "The road is not difficult, just listen to my instructions: thousands of mountains and deep waters, places full of miasma and devils. If you meet the sky cliff , Don't worry, don't be afraid.

Come to Moer Rock, step sideways.Careful in the black pine forest, there are many demon foxes blocking the way.

The city is full of elves, and the demon lord lives in the mountains.The tiger sits in the piano hall, and the wolf is the master.

All lions and elephants are kings, and tigers and leopards are kings.The wild boar carries the burden, and the water monster meets first.

The old stone monkey has been angry for many years.You ask that acquaintance, he knows the way to go west. 1"

At the end, he glanced at it and huddled into a ball, quietly hid in Xuanzang's heels, paused, and added: "Huang Liang finally wakes up from his dream, and he cannot escape the prison of drowning. I advise you to cherish the opportunity, and it is good to get to the bliss early. "

Zhizhi, who was already restless, was startled when he heard the words, and his whole body became stiff.

Undoubtedly, the previous words of Zen Master Wuchao were all warnings and prophecies for the Buddhist scriptures group. The black pine forest, the demon lord, the king lion and elephant, and the water monster in the quicksand river... Only the last two sentences, It was for it to hear!

A dream of yellow beams, is it a catastrophe of drowning?

Wu Kong, who was watching coldly from the side, sneered after hearing his shameless words, "Ask him what to do? My old grandson will definitely guarantee you to go to the west in three to five years!"

Zen Master Wuchao was embarrassed, pursed his lips and stopped talking, turned into a golden light and was about to leave, Xuanzang bowed to thank him, but the more Wukong thought about it, the more angry he felt in his heart, he couldn't help but raise the golden cudgel upwards It's been a while.

In an instant, I saw thousands of lotus flowers growing all over Wuchai Chao's body, and the golden cudgel seemed to have been smashed into a pile of cotton, so soft that he couldn't exert force.

Seeing such auspiciousness, Xuanzang hurriedly stopped Wukong, "What are you doing to such a Bodhisattva?"

Wukong replied aggressively: "What do you know? He called Bajie a wild boar and my old grandson is an old stone monkey who is on fire." Moreover, you can tell from the distraught look of that silly mouse. It's not a bad way to satirize it.

In terms of protecting one's weaknesses, only the Laojun of Tushita Palace, who is outside the 33rd heaven, can compete with the Monkey King.

In my own family, I can beat or scold at will, but others can't say a word that is unpleasant.

His brother, the majestic Monkey King, was bullied by outsiders, how much would he lose in price?

The Monkey King Sun Dasheng angrily tore off the small floral bag filled with pine nuts hanging from the golden cudgel, threw it directly into Zhizhi's arms, then turned around and led the white dragon horse, and helped Tang Xuanzang mount it.

Zhi Zhi, who had regained the treasure storage, lowered his head, tipped his nose, sniffed it, and it was still the smell in his memory!

that's nice!

Couldn't help but be moved.

"Hey! Are you still following me?!" A certain Tsundere Monkey with a hard mouth and a soft heart shouted.

Zhizhi, who was still standing still, looked up, and the second senior brother who was carrying the burden winked at him and nuzzled his mouth. Master Xuanzang, who was riding on the back of the white dragon horse, looked back, looking helplessly at the big apprentice and then at it, and... A certain monkey king, Sun Wukong, frowns impatiently and stares at the sun.

The overwhelming golden sun hit them, and a layer of brilliant glory enveloped them. The most bizarre combination was the most harmonious and warm.

The master, the great sage, the second senior brother, and the little white dragon all have clear eyebrows and touching details.

They've all been waiting for it, they've accepted it's there.

very nice.

Moreover, look down, don't you still have pine nuts full of pine nuts?Consummated!

Why!This is the so-called demon life~~ Why bother to run around every day and work hard?

Zhizhi first tied the small bag of pine nuts around his neck, then raised his tail, grinning to reveal two bright white front teeth, and jumped over happily~ "Zhizhi~" Here I come~ This little girl on the westbound road The episode was quickly forgotten by them, and Tang Xuanzang led his zoo to continue westward.

At this time, on the towering fragrant cypress tree, among the luxuriant branches and leaves, Zen Master Wuchao, who was sitting in the Wuchai nest, narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of people who were leaving thoughtfully, shook his head, and said in a low voice. Sheng Sheng muttered to himself: "I guess that person never imagined that one day, the ignorant Chinchilla will be enlightened."

After pondering for a moment, he said with emotion: "Everything is karma, luck, luck!"

After all, he yawned, moved his buttocks, and carefully checked the eggs in the nest that had been hatched for nearly a hundred years.

Some are glad, some are disappointed.

"Just now the grandson monkey messed with the 'egg' for a while, but luckily it's not broken." Touching the still warm bird's egg, Zen Master Wuchao fell into deep melancholy, why did the egg have no intention of hatching at all? ?He is still waiting to be hatched as a mount!This is the ancestor of all birds in the world - the egg given to him by the second son of Fenghuang, Dapeng Golden Winged Eagle!

Tsk, if it can be hatched, it will kill a bunch of gods and Buddhas in seconds~ Think about it, it's beautiful!

Fantasizing about his detached and cool posture in the future, Zen Master Wuchao drank three cups of morning nectar angrily.

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The lion and camel demon country thousands of miles away.

There is a demon emperor sitting high above the bright hall, holding a beautiful woman in his arms with one arm, and holding a wine glass in the other, admiring the singing and dancing of the demon girls under the stage, laughing wickedly.

A ferocious vulture swooped down and landed outside the Golden Palace. It landed on the ground and took shape. It knelt down on one knee and reported respectfully: "My lord, Jin Chanzi took his big apprentice Sun Wukong, and his second apprentice Zhu Bajie has passed Futu Mountain."

"Well, keep staring." Biting off the amethyst grape, a wild look flashed in his eyes.

"A good disciple of the Tathagata, of course only one can eat!"

After a while, millions of demons in the lion camel country with a radius of [-] miles felt that their heads were dark, and there were huge dark golden "clouds" covering the sky, and the yellow sand was blown by gusts of wind, which made people's eyes blind.

Well, needless to say, everyone knew that the boss was in a good mood today, and went to the East China Sea to catch dragons and eat them, and silently lit a candle for the Dragon King who was trapped at the bottom of the sea and went to heaven to complain every day.