[Journey to the West] The Poor Monk Xuanzang

"What should I do! How can I find a child now." It was a woman's voice.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? Isn't there a Tang Dynasty monk here?" Someone beside him seemed to be sneering, and the voice sounded a bit like the trembling middle-aged man during the day.

"That's a monk, not a virgin." The woman said urgently.

The middle-aged man sneered: "What do you know! That monk Yuanyang is a virgin before he vents his emotions."

The woman hesitated and said: "But the monk's apprentice went to catch the monster for us. If he comes back and sees that we have killed his master, how can he let it go?"

"Monster catching?" the man sneered, "You haven't seen what kind of apprentice that elder is like, such a skinny, sick and consumptive ghost! I'm afraid he was beaten to the teeth by the king of inspiration."

As he spoke, the man's voice became softer: "These outsiders don't know you and I don't know. Now this river is full of... once it goes into the water, how can it come up alive?"

"That's true," the woman said, "but the monk is not a baby after all, and he has a big man with him, so it's so easy for us to attack..."

The middle-aged man sneered and said: "No matter how powerful the big man is, there is only one person. Let's find a way to distract him or kill him altogether, and then tie the monk."

"Brother!" The woman seemed to tremble, "This, this..."

"Sister, don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!" the man comforted, "You just need to be like this..."

"Brother, I've had enough!" The woman's voice was filled with tears, "We will suffer retribution for doing such an outrageous thing."

There was a loud slap, accompanied by the sound of some debris falling.

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little anxious: "You girl! Why don't you understand, there is no way for us to retreat at this time."

"Brother, why don't we run away." The woman's voice suddenly calmed down.

"Escape?" The man sneered, "Where are you going to escape? That monster is after us, and if you want to escape, you will die faster!"

"Besides, this trouble is caused by Ziwen. Even though the villagers don't say anything, they all blame us in their hearts."

"When the water really floods up, you and I will be the first to be thrown down!" The man suddenly sneered again, "Look at your potential! We can only do such dirty hands."

"Back then! If you hadn't revealed the matter back then, how could the third brother—"

"Shut up! I can't tolerate that evil obstacle who is entangled with monsters!"

The two seemed to be silent for a while, then the middle-aged man said softly again: "Sister, you gave up even Ke'er back then, but now you just killed these two foreigners, how can you soften your heart?"

Next, there was another burst of small crying.

I lay on the bed and listened to the voice over there, and felt that it was not an ordinary headache. These people are discussing about killing people, can't they keep their voices down, it makes people upset and irritable.

"Master, why hasn't Eldest Brother come back?" Next to me, Drifting asked me.

Hearing what he said, I simply jumped up from the bed: "Let's go! Let's take a look."

He stood there without moving: "But senior brother told us to wait here for him to come back."

I put on thicker clothes, took a lantern, and was about to go outside.

"Master?" Drifting hurriedly followed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as we opened the door, we saw villagers surrounded by three floors outside and three floors outside, staring at us with unfriendly expressions.

...with this expression, it seemed that the meat in his mouth would fly out of fear.

"Master, where are you going?" asked the head of the thick man.

I said: "My big apprentice hasn't come back yet, I plan to go and have a look."

The man suddenly realized: "So that's the way it is, master wait a moment, wait for me to pack up some things before I go with the master." After finishing speaking, he turned around and gave some instructions to the little young man beside him.

The little man nodded and said yes, and hurried away, and he came back after a while, holding a small suitcase in his hand.

The strong man said: "Elder, please."

I stared at the box, and frowned listening to the subtle struggling sound inside: "Inside...?"

"Oh, they are some warm clothes," the burly man replied without changing his face. "There used to be a small house on the bank of the Tongtian River, which was originally used for the ferrymen, but it is empty now. It is a windy night, so we can go Waiting for the master there."

I sneered in my heart: "Mr. is considerate."

"Where is it?" The strong man stretched out his hand to help me as he said.

I dodged sideways calmly and walked ahead.

When we got to the river, there really was a small house.

"Elder please."

The strong man turned sideways to let me in first, and then waved to the person carrying the box: "Quick, quick, put the things down."

The two put down the box, saluted the strong man, and left in a hurry.

The strong man also handed the food box in his hand to Drifting, turned and walked out.

The strong man shouted outside: "Master! It's windy tonight, I'll help you close the door." The creaking sound of closing the door was followed by a slight thud, which was the sound of the lock falling.

"Master, where can we find senior brother here?" Drifting asked from the side.

I said: "No hurry." As I said that, I went to open the box, and I saw a girl doll in her seven or eight years old stuffed in the box.

The girl's face was full of tears, and she was struggling desperately. The ropes on her body were wrapped 88 times, and a broken rag was stuffed in her mouth.

I sighed and reached out to take out the rag.

The girl didn't scream, but looked at us timidly as if she was greatly frightened.

Drifting was startled, and hurried forward to untie the rope for the girl.

The girl sat in the box in a daze, tears streaming down her face.

Just at this time, there was a strong wind outside the door.

The girl cried with a whoosh, screaming and calling her mother.

I sighed and tried to reach out and push the door.

Before my hand touched the door panel, I heard a snap outside, and the door suddenly opened.

Under the bright moon, a tall man was standing outside the door. He was naked to the waist, covered with fish scales from the waist down, and his slightly curly hair was wet all over his body.

And the most eye-catching person, his face, is really too glamorous, for a man, this face is too glamorous.

The man passed me and glanced in, passed me and picked up the doll, then turned to me and said, "What are you monk doing here?"

I said: "Wait for my apprentice."

"Waiting for apprentices here?" He smiled, "Do you know what this house is for?"

I saw that he seemed to have no malice, but it was inconvenient to be overly aggressive, so I knew: "I probably know something."

He looked me up and down: "You monk is not like an ordinary monk, you follow me." Then he turned and left.

I wanted to follow, but Wu Jing grabbed me.Wujing said: "Master, this is a monster."

"It's okay." He grabbed him with his backhand, "Let's go see your senior brother.

The man led the way into the water, and the water surface under his feet bent down a lot. There were rough waves everywhere in the river, but the place under his feet was calm.

He stood there, looking back at me.

I hurried to follow.

"You take this water-proof bead." He gave me a bead and walked ahead.

I took a look at the water-proof bead, it was green all over, and the tentacles were cold, it was a good thing.

I put that thing in my arms, stepped into the water with one step, and avoided the water touched by my feet. The whole person seemed to be wrapped in a bubble and suspended in the water.

From time to time, groups of fish swim past the top of the head. The fish are not unusually long, with a brown-gray body, the size of a grown man's palm, but somewhat ferocious.

I saw with my own eyes that some of them jumped out of the water and bit the eyes of the waterfowl, dragging the bird into the water.

Not long after the bird fell into the water, the school of fish swam up around it, tearing the water bird to its bones in an instant.

The bright red blood was scattered and drifted with some broken feathers.

I felt numb all over, and asked the man, "Sir, what kind of fish is that?"

"This thing is commonly known as a piranha. It has a mouth full of sharp teeth and can jump about three feet above the water surface. It is extremely ferocious. People, fish, birds, and beasts will eat it without it." The sharp teeth finally bit off the head of the fish.

I was silent for a while: "Is this fish a rare species?"

He shook his head: "I've seen it in other rivers before, but it's not as rampant."

"And why?" I asked.

He showed a strange smile: "The environment in other places has various restrictions on this fish, but here it can grow wildly." The girl shrank on his shoulder, let alone crying Dare to move.

I feel like I know something: "Sounds like this isn't a native fish?"

"Someone brought it back from other places as a rare thing." He said.

It sounds like a biological invasion.Thinking about it, I lowered my head and looked under the water, only to see bones everywhere among the overgrown water plants, and a mountain of skeletons.

"Is this the fish that eats people?" I thought for a while and asked again, "Is the rumor about the monster in the river a rumor?"

The man laughed loudly: "Monster? That's not a rumor, am I not a monster!"

"Three years ago, I was sleeping in the river, and I was salvaged by that idiot," he sneered. "The idiot wanted to sell me for a good price, but he had nowhere to put me, so he dumped all the piranhas in that tank. into the river."

He laughed heartily: "Tell me, it's not what these people have done for themselves!" As he spoke, another group of piranhas swam past his head.