[Journey to the West] Empty Enlightenment Bodhi

Zhu Bajie supported Sun Wukong all the way, and the two walked into the hut. Jialan, the protector in the hut, prepared eye drops early on, pretended to be an ordinary woman, and cured Sun Wukong's eye disease.

Sun Wukong was not in a hurry, and after dripping eye drops, he put Tang Seng among the monsters, and slept with Zhu Bajie in the thatched hut.

dawn.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and found that his eyes were really healed. He could look directly at the sun without glare, and immediately shouted: "Hey, it's really good medicine! It's [-]% brighter than usual!"

Zhu Bajie is used to sleeping late, now Sun Wukong called him up, he was still in the play, he just closed his eyes and said, "Brother, what are you yelling about?"

Sun Wukong smiled: "Just open your eyes and see."

Zhu Bajie opened his eyes and saw that he was sleeping in the middle of the barren mountains. There was no such thing as a hut or a bed. Zhu Bajie hurriedly said, "Where is my burden?"

Monkey King pointed to his head: "It's a pillow."

Zhu Bajie yelled again: "Where is my nine-toothed rake?"

Monkey King pointed to his feet: "Standing."

Seeing his weapons and packages, Zhu Bajie felt a lot more at ease, and began to play his best on the spot: "This guy is too unkind, he demolished the thatched hut so well, he didn't even notice us, really, it's late at night, There is no movement at all. I am afraid that we will go to the new house with him or something, it is really unkind."

Sun Wukong was in a good mood, and knew that he couldn't get cheap and act good, so he stretched out his hand to greet Zhu Bajie: "Let's go, idiot, let's save Master!"

Driven all the way.

Tang Seng was rescued naturally, so I didn't mention it.

Let’s say that when Tang Seng saw Monk Drifting, he was first startled by the skull on Monk Drifting’s collar, and then he heard the name of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, and then he calmed down: “Do you have a name?”

Zhu Bajie grinned, thinking that Tang Seng had the idea of ​​giving someone a nickname again, and was planning to join in the fun, laughing and laughing.

Unexpectedly, Tang Seng, a little coward, looked at Hong Yan, who was big and thick, wearing a skull collar, and his legs went limp without opening his mouth. No more words.

Zhu Bajie was unhappy, so he tried to play tricks.

When Sun Wukong went to beg for food again, Zhu Bajie pulled Sun Wukong's hind legs and refused to let him go: "Elder brother, you are a good somersault cloud, why don't you take Master to Xitian together, it will save us going back and forth."

How could Monkey King be able to, his original intention was to promote the "people-oriented" Confucianism while promoting Buddhism, and then promote himself on the way.

Sun Wukong withdrew the somersaulting cloud, only raised his eyebrows to look at him: "Bajie, you can also ride the cloud, why don't you carry it?"

But Zhu Bajie knows the goods: "Eldest brother, your somersaulting cloud is probably a magic weapon. Mine is just driving the cloud, and it can't carry people, it can't carry it."

Sun Wukong secretly said that Bajie's eyes know the goods, and he only smiled on his face, and he didn't make a draft when he lied: "Bajie, you don't know something, my somersaulting cloud is the same as your driving cloud, the same. The essence is driving The art of clouds is a spell for flying by oneself, not a magic weapon for carrying people. It’s just that I had short legs back then, and I didn’t learn how to fly clouds well, so I settled for the next best thing and learned such a somersaulting skill. Speaking of which, But it is not comparable to your skill of driving clouds, not comparable."

Zhu Bajie had to say something else, but Sun Wukong interrupted him: "Besides, this journey to the Western Paradise is based on sincerity, not ability. Master needs to go to the Western Paradise step by step to be sincere. Mahayana saves people, Hinayana How can I save others?" Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, fearing that Zhu Bajie would not accept it, he forcibly grabbed a bunch of Buddhist teachings, and Zhu Bajie was speechless, so he could only let go and accept his fate. "Then listen to senior brother, let's accompany master through this journey."

Sun Wukong smiled, turned and left.

Isn't it the hozen who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors?

Where can he not carry it, he clearly does not want to carry it.

Tang Seng accused him of wearing a magic spell, how could he let Tang Seng get the scriptures easily?

Immortal being captured by monsters is easy, and there will be more troubles in the future.

And lo and behold.

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One day, Zhu Bajie and Monkey King were walking on the road.

Tang Seng was riding on a horse, and asked out of his mouth: "Apprentice, it's getting late now, where do we sleep at night?"

Sun Wukong sneered: "Master's words are not correct. A monk eats and sleeps in the open, the four seas are his home, the sky is a quilt, and the sky is on the ground. It is serious. How can you say where to rest?"

Tang Seng was left speechless by Sun Wukong, and he said in a long while: "Even if I don't need to rest, this horse has carried me for a long time, and I still need to feed some fodder and drink some water."

One sentence offended the crowd, and made Monkey King, Zhu Bajie, and Drifting all change their faces.

He only said that the horse needed a rest, but didn't say that the three of them needed a rest. It's really abominable!

Sun Wukong ignored him, and neither did Drifting.

Only Zhu Bajie answered, but he didn't say anything to Tang Seng. He only said to Monkey King: "Brother, you walk briskly, don't worry about me carrying the burden. We have crossed the Liusha River and never stopped. It's time to rest."

Sun Wukong glanced at him: "How heavy the burden is, if you want to be lazy, just say it. I think you were the marshal of the canopy back then, but you only walked a few steps with the burden, so why did the master get tired on the horse? The master is just an ordinary person." , After riding a horse for such a long distance, I didn’t complain that I was tired, what are you crying about?”

Zhu Bajie: ...

Sand Monk:  …

Bai Longma: ...What kind of divine operation is this?

Tang Seng asked Sun Wukong to grab the white, and felt that it was wrong for him to shout tired while riding and walking, so he shut up and stopped talking.

Zhu Bajie didn’t just complain that it was so simple, he really didn’t want to carry the burden, and finally seeing the opportunity, he had to finish his sentence: “Brother, this burden is really heavy.” Zhu Bajie counted Tang Seng’s luggage overtly and secretly. Non-slip, a monk’s luggage, the package is so tight, what’s in it, it’s neither practical nor light, why can’t it be streamlined, Zhu Bajie scolded, mocking Tang Monk’s extravagance, the luggage is extremely luxurious, and muttered for a long time Said: "It's just that you and the master are apprentices, and you use me as a long-term job!"

The three of them were all waiting for Tang Seng's reaction, and Monkey King also felt that there were too many irrelevant things in Tang Seng's luggage, and he should have thrown them away.However, Tang Seng always prevaricates, saying, "This is a gift from the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, so I can't throw it away", "I want to wear it on the day of learning the scriptures, so I can't throw it away", it's annoying.There is no consciousness of a monk at all.

Most of the people who practice Buddhism are simple, and there are even ascetic monks who practice with their own suffering. There has never been a family of Buddhist practitioners who carry so much luggage.

Whoever went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures did not walk all the way there, dressed in rags and walking with difficulty.He was the only one, still riding a horse, someone was begging for food, he stretched out his hands for food and opened his mouth, and he lived a fairy life.

Wrong, he lived a life of being served by gods.

From time to time, I would ask my disciples, where do we stay?

Oh, accommodation?The three of them were walking all the way, he was riding a horse, thinking about going to bed before dark, he really practiced a good way of Buddhism!A good Buddhist scripture!

Zhu Bajie was still waiting for Tang Seng to say how much luggage to throw away.

Who knew that Tang Monk pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if he didn't hear at all, and didn't say a word.

Sun Wukong passed the steps with a half-smile: "Idiot, who are you talking to?"

"Brother, let me tell you."

"Tell me wrong, I don't care, I'm only responsible for fighting monsters." Sun Wukong said so clearly, Tang Seng remained unmoved, cherishing his luggage, anyway, it was not Tang Seng's back, so he naturally did not let go.

There is no way, Zhu Bajie can only settle for the next best thing.

"I know brother, you are arrogant by nature and don't bother to carry burdens. I don't ask for anything else. You just ask the white horse to share half of it with me."

Sun Wukong laughed: "The horse that carries Master, is it an ordinary horse?" The bald donkey only recognized the horse that carried him, and thought that the horse that carried him needed to eat, but he ignored the three of them, as if As if the three of them did not exist, Sun Wukong continued to laugh and said, "The horse carrying Master is precious, how can I carry your luggage for you. Don't think about those who have nothing." The horse carrying Master is comparable to The three of them are precious, after all, they can carry him and escape.

Zhu Bajie yelled: "It's only a few loads of luggage, why can't it carry it!"

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "I can't carry it, I can't carry it, this horse is carrying Master's horse, it's a dragon horse!"

Zhu Bajie: ...that's amazing my senior brother, this hatred is well done.

Drifting Monk: ... In ancient times, only the Jade Emperor could use the dragon horse, and the Jade Emperor would probably die of anger.

Bai Longma: ...Although what you said is true, I still want to hit you very much.

Zhu Bajie shut his mouth and looked listless. Drifting had taken a liking to him at first, thinking that Tianpeng was a hero who stands up to heaven and earth. Now seeing Tianpeng being deflated, he was naturally unhappy, so he pretended to be ignorant , Ask Wukong sincerely: "Brother, is this really a dragon?"

Wukong was puzzled at first, Drifting, the curtain-rolling general, has met dragons no matter what, not to mention dragons, even dragon horses, Drifting must have seen them, maybe even secretly rode them.Why is there such a question at this moment.

Wukong looked back at Drifting, Drifting blinked at him, Wukong instantly understood what Drifting meant, and said, "It's a dragon."

At this time, not only Sun Wukong understood the meaning of Sand Monk, but Zhu Bajie also understood it.

"Eldest brother, I heard people say that this dragon runs fast and goes up and down the earth, but in a short while, how can our horse transformed into a dragon walk so slowly?" Zhu Bajie pretended not to believe it, "Eldest brother, don't you?" You're bluffing me, isn't this horse an ordinary horse?"

"You want him to hurry up, I'll teach him to show you quickly." Sun Wukong picked up the golden cudgel and hit the white dragon horse. Before the white dragon horse could figure out what happened, it had already run away.

Juechen all the way, running fast.

Tang Seng was startled on the road and yelled, "Wukong save me! Bajie save me!" Tang Seng was furious, but he couldn't find the fault. His apprentice was eager to learn, but let Bajie see the speed of the dragon horse. Neither can be wrong.

Tang Seng could only hold back his breath, and clenched his fists angrily, looking at the palms worn out by the reins.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sand Monk followed behind, whimpering and swaying until it was completely dark before climbing up the mountain and finding Tang Seng.

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