Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

The voice was not loud, and was even a little shrill, but it carried an inexplicable power that made people tremble with fear when they heard it.

The white horse, which had just struggled to stand up, neighed in fear, its four hooves went limp, and it knelt down again.

Without a doubt, this is the voice of the most powerful Bimawen in history - crossed out in the front - the most famous demon in the world, later the Fighting Buddha, and now the prisoner in the Five Elements Mountain, the Monkey King Sun Wukong.

Tang Seng shook his increasingly dizzy head and said, "Mother, someone is calling Master."

Wen Jiao suppressed the excitement in her heart and said calmly: "Let's go over and take a look." After that, she forgot about Xuanzang and flew over.

Xuanzang thought she was going to take him over, but when he had only half extended his hand, the person in front of him disappeared. He stood in the autumn wind, feeling a sense of inexplicable grievance of being ignored.

Someone patted his shoulder from behind. It was Huo Linger who walked up to him and said, "It's okay. Auntie will take you there." After that, she turned into a lion.

Xuanzang felt warm in his heart, and just as he was about to jump onto the lion's back, Huo Ling'er opened her mouth and held him in her mouth, and then walked away at a great speed. Poor Xuanzang was first dizzy from the wind, then his head was buzzing from Wukong's roar, and then he was bitten and ran wildly and drank a mouthful of wind. He felt dizzy, cold, and dizzy. He had to grit his teeth and hold on, and finally made it to the stone box at the foot of Liangjie Mountain.

At this moment Wen Jiao has found Wukong.

How to describe Wen Jiao's feelings for Wukong? If there is such a person, he accompanied your childhood. You cheered for his glory, shed tears for his downfall, gnashed your teeth for his grievances, and wanted to beat up the ruthless man who made him suffer. Then he is your friend.

If there is such a person, after you have grown up and walked out of the ivory tower, facing the numerous temptations in society and the petty tricks in the world, when most voices tell you to be smart and follow the crowd, he will shout out: "Take my stick!" He is invincible, resourceful, loyal, and can find a way to resolve any difficulties. No matter how ferocious the demons and monsters are, they will disappear. He did not become a cannon fodder of failure, but relied on his wisdom, ability and character to reach the end, and achieved success and fame in an upright manner. His existence can give you endless spiritual strength, then he is your idol, a real idol.

So even though Wen Jiao had never actually seen a monkey, the monkey was both her childhood friend and her idol as an adult.

Although this is our first meeting, we are old acquaintances.

She looked with trepidation and passion, and saw a stone box embedded in the mountain at her feet. A round monkey head poked out of the box, with dirt all over its face. There were even thin weeds growing on its skull, cheeks, and ears, with tangled roots that were surprisingly strong. It was hard to tell its appearance and original fur color, but only a pair of bright eyes full of mischief and a mouth that kept opening and closing.

The pair of monkey eyes with gold eye circles were now staring at her, and the already round eyes were even rounder.

If eyes could speak, they would scream in unison: "The Bodhisattva never said my master is a woman! And a Taoist priest!"

"Master...are you sent by the King of the East to go to the West to fetch Buddhist scriptures?" The monkey blinked and asked cautiously.

Wen Jiao was silent for a moment: "That's my son, he's right behind us and will be here soon."

I was so excited just now that I forgot about Xuanzang. Sister Huo should have brought him here... right?

A big question mark flashed in the monkey's little head, and he thought to himself: "My master turned out to be a monk born to a Taoist nun? It's amazing that the Bodhisattva could find a person with such a perfect nature!"

If he knew that Xuanzang's father was a top scholar, he would definitely change his words to mean all three.

As they were talking, Huo Ling'er finally rushed over with Xuanzang in her mouth. When her mouth loosened, Xuanzang fell to the ground, then jumped up again, barely standing still. Enduring the dizziness, she complained, "Mother, you run so fast."

Wen Jiao couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and looked up at the sky and said, "Xuanzang, come here, this divine monkey has something to tell you."

Xuanzang followed his instructions and stepped forward. The monkey's eyes rolled. He saw that the man was tall and handsome, wearing a brocade cassock and holding a nine-ring staff. These two items were what he had seen the Buddha Tathagata wear and hold when he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace. He had a clue in his mind and asked again: "Master, are you the monk sent by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the East to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures?"

Xuanzang nodded: "That's right. Why does the monkey ask this question?"

The monkey was immediately filled with joy: "I am the Monkey King who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago! Just because..."

Wen Jiao took Huo Ling'er a few steps away, letting the master and disciple who had just met talk. She looked up at the sky and saw the breeze was strong, the sky was blue, the sun was high, and the mountains and rivers were silent.

It seemed like just an ordinary sunny day, but she seemed to hear the sound of the gears of an epic destiny starting up.

After a long time, Xuanzang finally came over and said, "Mother, he said he is the Monkey King who caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. He was banished here for his crimes. He was enlightened by the Bodhisattva Guanyin and is willing to be my disciple and help me on my journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. He wants me to go up the mountain to get the Buddha's seal and rescue him."

Huo Ling'er screamed, "What! He is the Monkey King? The Monkey King who defeated the Four Heavenly Kings, Nezha the Third Prince, and the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li?"

Xuanzang paused. The names of the gods and immortals that Huo Ling'er blurted out were all great immortals with great popularity in the mortal world. Even though he was a Buddhist, he was well-known. The monkey just told him that he had made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, but he didn't say that he had fought with so many famous gods and immortals, and even won.

He blurted out: "Is this guy so brave?" He thought he was just a demon fairy who had caused a big trouble and was being punished to reflect on his mistakes.

Wen Jiao smiled, "Sun Dasheng was a great man who was famous in the nine heavens and nine underworlds. He had great magical powers. I heard from the two generals, the turtle and the snake, that when he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, the Buddha had to take action to subdue him. It's just that it was a long time ago, and some new monsters in later generations have never heard of his name. Since he is willing to be your apprentice, no matter what monsters you encounter in the future, you will be able to turn danger into safety. You must treat him well."

Xuanzang had never expected that she thought so highly of Wukong, and he immediately attached great importance to the monkey: "I will go up to the mountain right away to remove the seal and free him."

Huo Ling'er said: "This mountain is quite high, I will take you there."

Xuanzang thought of the turbulence just now and was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no."

Wen Jiao stopped Huo Ling'er and said, "This is his disciple. If God wants him to save her, he must do it himself. Sister Huo, please don't interfere."

Xuanzang immediately climbed the mountain.

Liangjie Mountain, as the border mountain between Tang Dynasty and Tatar, is steep and can not be climbed to the top in a short time. After Xuanzang left, only the monkey, Huo Ling'er and Wen Jiao were left, staring at each other.

Huo Linger was in awe of this great man from five hundred years ago. She was full of curiosity but didn't dare to approach him, so she could only squat and watch him from a distance. Wen Jiao repeatedly calmed her heart, then stepped forward to pull out the weeds on his face, wiped off the dirt and moss on his face, revealing his soft golden brown hair.

Well, our Monkey King is indeed not the ugly gorilla in the fantasy dramas of later generations with exaggerated special effects and hard-earned marketing accounts touting a high degree of restoration, but a good-looking macaque.

The monkey looked at her with his bright eyes: "Thank you for helping me pull out the weeds."

Wen Jiao accepted the call of "auntie" with a stern face: "I didn't know I would meet the Great Sage when I came here, so I didn't prepare some bananas... It will probably take a while for Xuanzang to climb to the top of the mountain, and it will be boring to just sit there, do you want some snacks?"