[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

As the shortest person, Shi Sang stood in the front and wore a brown monk's robe, with her head held high and her chest held high without any thought of quitting.

Not far away, Chang Guang walked into the Sutra Pavilion holding rolls of Luoyang papers with a peaceful face, walked quietly around the crowd, and distributed the Luoyang papers to ten people.

When passing in front of Shi Sang, the little fox temple spirit looked at his friend in front of him, and widened his slender eyes, "Chang Guang, you didn't participate???"

Stop rubbing Buddha's light?Didn't Chang Guang also like the Buddha's light on the holy monk?

Chang Guang shook his head calmly, and whispered: "I apply to assist the holy monk, and I will leave the study to you."

Shi Sang: "???" What does it mean, why is he a bit unclear.

Half an hour later, the ten people who hadn't quit the study received the high-intensity learning and indoctrination of the holy monk, and a calm and relaxed figure appeared beside them from time to time, helping them change the pen and ink for writing and pouring fragrant tea in time Soothe their hearts.

After doing all this, the figure will return to the front behind the holy monk, and sit there silently waiting for instructions (rubbing the Buddha's light).

Shi Sang, who was tortured by his studies, accidentally looked up to see this scene, and the friendship between Miao Jing and Miao Jing was shattered.

After teaching for six hours a day, the disciples in the scripture pavilion left one by one. This scripture hall will become Jin Chanzi's personal territory during his residence.

The ten thousand scriptures on the Jinluan Temple were also transported back overnight by the monks in the Huasheng Temple. The monks stayed up all night and sent all the books to the Sutra Pavilion that was built and widened six years in advance.

At night, after all the disciples left, Jin Chanzi sat alone on the futon and looked at the empty Sutra Pavilion. The surroundings were extremely quiet, as if he was on the bodhi tree in Lingshan.

This was the first time he felt quiet after returning to consciousness.

In the past, even if he couldn't see Chen Wei, he knew that there was a person in his body, and when he was with him forever, he never cared about the changes in the outside world.

Now that person followed Wukong to Huaguo Mountain.

He walked straight away, if it wasn't for the initiative to reach out for a hug before leaving, Jin Chanzi wouldn't have noticed that the man had any nostalgic thoughts for him at all.

Above the Sutra Pavilion, the statue of Avalokitesvara's golden Bodhisattva came alive, and the flying Bodhisattva stepped down from his golden body, dragged over the futon left by a disciple who was studying Sanskrit, and sat down on his own.

"Zhantan Gongde Buddha doesn't read scriptures or recite Buddhist scriptures, so sitting here has something on his mind?" Cihang took down the plate of melon seeds placed in front of his altar, "Next time, tell the monks in this temple to put more of these Growing food is better than fruit."

After eating with Chen Wei a few times, he really likes this small snack.

Jin Chanzi looked at the Bodhisattva in front of him expressionlessly: "The scriptures have been retrieved, what are you doing here?"

"Just passing by, I heard Venerable Kassapa say that you accepted his congratulatory gift, took away his bodhi tree branch, and destroyed his garden. Your temper is worse than before."

Cihang knocked on the melon seeds and looked around; "Where is Chen Wei? Why isn't that child with you? But he finally realized that there is no hope for being with you, so he left? Good way."

"Dangdang!"

The plate containing melon seeds was swung directly to the ground, and Buddha glared at the nosy Cihang in front of him: "Stop meddling!"

Cihang lazily raised a finger, and shook it in front of him in disapproval: "Wrong, wrong, this Bodhisattva is not meddling in business, this Bodhisattva thinks that child is kind-hearted by nature and has the root of wisdom, so I plan to accept him as a disciple. , go to my purple bamboo forest to practice."

"He won't go." Jin Chanzi flatly refused.

"How do you know that he doesn't want to go? This Bodhisattva sees that child and I get along very well. Maybe he will agree immediately after hearing my proposal. Let this Bodhisattva figure out where he is now. How about Let's ask him now." After Cihang finished speaking, he raised his right hand to calculate where Chen Wei was.

Sitting cross-legged across from him, the Buddha's eyes showed sarcasm: "If you don't have anything to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Hall. If you tell me why you came here, don't provoke me here."

Cihang couldn't eat the melon seeds, so he took the fruit offering from Manjusri Bodhisattva and ate it, "I heard that you took away the red thread from the God of Joy. What does it mean to be tied up?"

He went to Xitian Lingshan to meet Venerable Kassapa, and was stopped by the other party and asked which Arhat or Bodhisattva had a red thread as a magic weapon.

After thinking about it, except for the Yuelao in the Heavenly Court, only the God of Joy will have a red thread in his hand that day.

As a person in the heavenly court, Yuelao would never go to the Lingshan Mountain of West Heaven to worship Buddha and see the golden cicada on the Bodhi tree for no reason.

The only possibility is that after God Xi was conferred that day, Ajia brought him to the Buddha to ask about the whereabouts of the nine-tailed demon fox. He might have given the red thread to the golden cicada on the tree at that time.

Jin Chanzi looked down at the transparent red line on his wrist, and said in a calm tone, "It means that he will always be bound to me, and we are all very satisfied with the result."

"You have become a Buddha, and the four elements of the monkhood are empty. You should think about the four elements in your body and have nothing to worry about." When Cihang said this, he silently put the melon seeds in his hand back.

"Right? Why should I be right? Who made the rules? Even if someone made the rules, it's his rules. Why should I abide by other people's right? The red line is not about marriage, even if it is tied, it will stab the sky." Holes, I can use the things in my hands as I want, if God doesn’t agree, this red thread will not be born in this world, since it was born to be used by others, naturally I can do whatever I want.”

"What he said seems to make sense, but I can't tell him what to do?" Cihang secretly asked Venerable Kasyapa of Lingshan for advice.

Venerable Lingshan Kassapa stood in the garden where he was about to plant again: "It's absurd, who in the sky would tie a red thread related to marriage on himself, and how people will think about my teaching after that!"

Cihang thought to himself that the reputation of my teaching in the Great Tang Dynasty depended on the person in front of me preaching. Now, ordinary people in the Great Tang Dynasty don’t know or hear about my Mahayana teachings. It seems that they are far away. three concepts.

Cihang, who said nothing, was in a much better mood. He poured himself a cup of tea leisurely and did not forget to inquire about the news: "After the red thread is tied, how will he get married? He will take the initiative to come back and get married , or do you want me to do something?"

Cihang turned off the noisy voice of Venerable Kassapa, and focused on the Buddha in front of him; "Are you asking me? I'm not the god of joy, this is his stuff, you should ask him yourself , Xitian Buddha will not marry others, if a monk does such a thing, you may be relegated to the mortal world again."

The Buddha, who was accustomed to this, sipped his tea in a calm tone: "Isn't the Huanxi Buddha also practicing the Huanxi Sutra day and night, and he also gave Sakyamuni the Huanxi Sutra under the tree."

Cihang: "How do you know?" Those buddhas really send everything to the Tathagata!At least one should avoid this guy on the tree when delivering it!

"I saw it on the tree." Jin Chanzi raised the corners of his mouth, and gave him the answer he didn't want to hear, "I've seen the gift you gave me, let me think about what you gave it back then?"

Cihang looked unhappy, and hurriedly got up to leave: "This Bodhisattva is just passing by here to say a few words to you, whether you like to listen or not has nothing to do with this Bodhisattva, let's go."

The Buddha sitting on the futon on the ground sneered, watching the other party float towards the golden statue: "I remembered, you gave a live goose."

The bodhisattva who returned to his golden bodhisattva statue gritted his teeth angrily: "That's a crane!"

"It's a goose. At that time, the Tathagata came to see you and forced the goose to recognize the crane. You didn't care about it because you were young. If you don't believe me, go back and ask Kassapa. He was also there at the time."

Jin Chanzi said with certainty that what this guy gave was a goose.

The bodhisattva who came to warn a certain Buddhist child was directly angered, and planned not to appear in front of Jin Chanzi for the next 100 years, beware that the other party would mention the live goose every time they met.

That was the most embarrassing thing he was unwilling to admit in his cultivation career.

After driving away troublesome Cihang, the Sutra Pavilion returned to its previous tranquility. The Buddha sitting on the futon chanted mantras, and the invisible red lines appeared on his wrists.

This red line passes through the Sutra Pavilion, penetrates the wall, crosses the sky and goes straight to the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The Buddha sitting in the hall lightly hooked the red rope, as long as he went out along this thread, he would be able to find that person.

but

The words Cihang said just now echoed in the mind of a certain Buddhist disciple. The Buddhist disciple who had lived for many years never thought that the so-called red rope for tracing people was in charge of marriage.

The Tianxi God only said on the spot that he was using it to find people.

If Chen Wei knew about this misunderstanding, would that person still be willing to tie this to him?

The Buddhist disciples in the Sutra Pavilion of Huasheng Temple were sleepless at night, so they decided to follow the red line to see someone on the other side.

Maybe that person was thinking about himself at the moment, after all, the other person still looked reluctant to part before leaving during the day.

An hour later, Buddha, who followed the red line to the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain, looked at the mortal who was sleeping in the cave holding the enlarged lizard, and dragged Bai Jian out of the man's arms with a livid face.

The author has something to say: Jin Chanzi: He must be thinking of me.

Chen Wei: Monkey wine is really delicious.

感谢在2021-04-1723:17:28~2021-04-1723:56:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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