Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 287. Chapter 290. Sun Wukong eats fast and recites Buddha, the Holy Mother is invincible Sun Wukong

"what!"

Sun Wukong got up in a jerk, and was about to rush to save people.No matter what happened before, Xuanzang was always his master, and he would never do anything to save him from death.

Moreover, it is too shameful that the person he protected by Monkey King was burned alive.

"Wait a minute, he won't be burned to death in a while"

Chu Feng stretched out his hand to hold Sun Wukong's shoulder, and his expression of surprise turned into calm.

"This this……"

Monkey King scratched his paw, and the monkey's eyes moved wildly, as if he had an idea.

"Do you want to go to the sky to borrow the Kowloon God Fire Cover to protect Tang Monk, and make the fire intensify, so that the monks in the temple will die in vain?"

Chu Feng asked with a sullen face.

"How do you know what my grandson is thinking?"

Sun Wukong looked at Chu Feng in surprise.

"Don't worry about how I know, if you do this, Xuanzang will definitely blame you, why don't you do this..."

Chu Feng whispered in Sun Wukong's ear, and Sun Wukong nodded again and again.

In Xuanzang's room, there was thick smoke billowing, the fire was raging, and burning wood and tiles kept falling down.

"Wukong, save me, Wukong, save me...cough cough cough..."

Xuanzang was so frightened that his ghosts froze, he slammed around like a headless chicken, and was choked constantly while shouting.

It was unlucky to say that suddenly, a strong mountain peak blew past the monastery, the wind helped the fire, and even the surrounding wooden houses were set ablaze, and the fire intensified a lot.

Many monks were also trapped in the flames, including the elder Jinchi who ordered the fire.

"Help, help..."

"Who can help me"

……

One after another, voices sounded from the sea of ​​flames.

The monks in the monastery naturally gave priority to saving their own family members. Some put out the fire with a broom, and some went to get water from the water tank. It seemed that they gave up Xuanzang's room at once.

"Help, cough, cough..."

Xuanzang cried out in despair in the sea of ​​flames, fell down many times, was burned many times, and his mind gradually became confused.

"master"

Sun Wukong's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Wukong, Wukong, save me quickly, cough cough cough"

Xuanzang suddenly woke up and responded excitedly.

"Master, you are only one person. There are more than a dozen people in the monastery trapped in the flames. My old grandson should save them first."

Monkey King's voice came from outside again.

"This this……"

Xuanzang's Madonna's heart broke out again, and he forgot that he was still in the sea of ​​fire.

At this time, there was a crash, a thick piece of wood about two feet long fell down with lightning speed, and hit Xuanzang directly on the body. What's more, there is still fire on it.

"Wukong, I'm on fire, save me quickly"

Xuanzang endured the pain on his body, and kept patting the fire on his body.

"Master, how is this possible? A monk should be compassionate. This is what you taught me. How can you disregard the lives of others for your own sake? As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, you'd better wait for me to come back!"

The Monkey King outside turned into a Virgin Mary, so you don't need to guess who taught it.

"I, I, ah ah, it hurts so much, I'm burned to death, Wukong, save me first, save me first!"

The Holy Mother Xuanzang finally succeeded, a burst of severe pain came, Xuanzang's head sank and he passed out.

Sun Wukong rushed into the sea of ​​fire like lightning and carried Xuanzang out.

In other rooms, Sun Wukong didn't save them, and Chu Feng didn't save them either. People should pay the price if they do something wrong.

The fire burned in the middle of the night before it was extinguished. The elder Jinchi who ordered the arson was burned to death, two monks were severely burned, six monks were slightly burned, and the rest escaped.

At dawn, the surviving monks cleaned up the ruins in a sad atmosphere. The loss of Guanyin Temple was too great that night.

Xuanzang, who was moderately burned, was bandaged into a mummy by Hu Erniang, lying on a broken mat, groaning, not incarnated as the Virgin like in the original book, and blamed Monkey King.

As No.80, Chu Feng didn't let go of any chance to attack his heart.

"Everyone, everybody, stop working and listen to me!"

The monk who was cleaning up the ruins stopped and looked at Chu Feng.

"If it wasn't for him, your master wouldn't have died, and your brothers wouldn't have suffered so many burns."

Chu Feng pointed at Xuanzang who was wrapped up like a mummy, and said in a deep voice.

The faces of the monks showed confusion. The fire was set off by the order of the master. Through the mouths of the survivors, they already knew that it had nothing to do with the monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

"This apprentice of Master Xuanzang has a body of copper skin and iron bones, and he is invulnerable to fire and water. At that time, he was able to rescue your master and brothers from the sea of ​​fire, but Master Xuanzang disagreed, so a tragedy happened. .”

Chu Feng pointed at Monkey King again.

After a few seconds of dead silence, the scene became noisy.

"Black hearted Dongtu monk, we treat you kindly, but you are so cruel!"

"Oh my God, why don't you strike this thief with lightning?"

"Xuan Zang, why are you so cruel? Look at how my junior brother Huineng has been burned. He is only 15 years old. How will he return to secular life and get married?"

"So what if he set the fire, so what if he wants to burn you to death, he is still a child, you can't forgive him just once, Xuanzang, your compassionate heart has been eaten by dogs."

……

The excited monks wanted to kill Xuanzang!

Xuanzang, who was covered in scars, had seen such a scene, and was so frightened that he cast a look at Monkey King for help.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong once again turned into a golden-ranked Madonna, with a look of compassion on his face.

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, master, you have done such a heinous thing, let them beat you to death!"

You don't need to guess to know who taught this!
"Uh-huh……"

Xuanzang, who was bandaged too tightly, struggled desperately, unable to make a sound, and could only hum continuously.

The monks rushed over, and greeted Xuanzang with messy things in their hands. The strange thing was that Xuanzang didn't feel much pain, and he thought it must be the Bodhisattva secretly protecting him.

After beating for nearly half an hour, the monks were tired and threw Xuanzang out, and the Holy Mother Sun Wukong was also driven out.

Not only were Chu Feng and Erniang Hu not driven away, they were also served like uncles. After all, they were local tyrant Taoist priests who had handed over 100 taels of gold, so who would dare to offend them.

On the open space at the gate of the temple, on a bloody broken mat, lay Xuanzang who was seriously injured. He didn’t feel much pain just now because Chu Feng’s mana was protecting him. It was broken, and the blood continued to flow out.

"Wu, Wukong, you, you are all capable, why didn't you stop them from beating you as a teacher just now!"

Xuanzang's voice was weak, and he blamed Sun Wukong as usual. No matter what the process was, if the result was not good, the apprentice would have to take the blame.

"That's what I heard. At one time, the Buddha was in the Trayali Heaven, teaching the Dharma for his mother. At that time, in the immeasurable worlds of the ten directions, all Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas, Mahasattvas, who could not speak or speak, all came..."

Sun Wukong sat down cross-legged and read scriptures.

"This, this is the Ksitigarbha Sutra, you must save the poor monk!"

Xuanzang spit out a mouthful of old blood angrily!

(End of this chapter)