[Journey to the West] The monster was captured by the master

Chapter 55 Untitled

It is natural for people to be happy when master and apprentice recognize each other, but the road still needs to continue.

On the way, Wukong and Xuanzang discussed whether there are gods and Buddhas from outside in this world.

Although Wukong himself has been in this world for more than 20 years, almost all of them have been suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain. Of course, he does not know as much about this world as Xuanzang, who was reborn in the distant Tang Dynasty.

Xuanzang said: "As a teacher, I grew up in Chang'an, and I have come this way. Before I entered Liangjie Mountain, I met many people. Naturally, they said that they believed in gods and Buddhas. Every family should have some sacrifices to offer sacrifices. There are quite a few of them. But if you really want to say how pious they are, it seems that they are not." He said here, his tone paused.Wukong gave him a puzzled look, and then he smiled with satisfaction as if he had received some reward, and pointed his finger back at himself: "At least as a teacher, I can't be a younger brother in this life."

Brother Yu?Isn't this the pet name for Xuanzang by those female fairy princess kings on the Westward Journey?Wukong thought of how many beauties Xuanzang had attracted bees and butterflies on his journey to the west, and was even caught several times to be a "husband in the village". Have you provoked some beautiful banshees? Master, don't worry, those women are not looking at your title of Laoshiziyudigege, they are looking at you."

Xuanzang didn't expect him to react so strongly, thinking that Wukong seemed to be really annoyed by the female fairies in the past, and his resentment was so deep.He thought Wukong's reaction was very cute, so he continued: "I didn't think so much about it as a teacher, but it seems a pity for Wukong to say that—"

Wukong's tender cheeks bulged unconsciously, his brows frowned a little, and his cheeks were still reddish from anger, but Wukong, who was used to the fact that all his emotions and subtle expressions could be blocked by his facial hair in the past, obviously didn't realize this. He waved his hand to Xuanzang "generously" while being angry, and said: "Then master meets any female goblin who asks for a son-in-law, so you can come and be his son-in-law, so that you can give birth to a little Tang monk..."

He had said this ten times before, but he had said it eight times—on the way to learn Buddhist scriptures, whenever a woman pestered Xuanzang to marry him, he was not actively joking and encouraging him, but now that he said it, he felt that It's not a taste, the more I talk about it, the more sour I feel.

Xuanzang looked at his unhappy face, and stopped teasing him: "Okay, okay, let's end the joke. Not to mention that there is still work to do here as a teacher, and there is no time to give birth to a little Tang monk. If you have this kind of kung fu as a teacher, you can't be born."

"How do you say that?" Wukong frowned unknowingly, obviously unhappy.

Xuanzang looked at his flushed face and thought: It is really a wise choice for him to suggest that Wukong transform into a human form. If he put it aside, how could he have the opportunity to grasp Wukong's emotions so easily.Regardless of whether Wukong is happy or sad, being blocked by his monkey hair, no matter how emotional he is, nothing abnormal can be seen.But now, Wukong simply wrote all his emotions on his face.

Wukong is used to relying on his hairy face to block the detection of all emotions, so after turning into a human form, he will not hide any emotions.

Xuanzang didn't want to annoy his beloved disciple too much, he looked at Wukong's ruddy face with enjoyment for a while, and explained: "Have Wukong forgotten, when I told you about my life experience before my teacher, I once said something about myself. Misdeeds." He looked at Wukong's face with a strange look before continuing: "My teacher said that I used to hang around the Qinlou Chu Pavilion when I was young-but I always thought that women are very boring and gaudy."

Wukong was a little puzzled: "But that was before the memory was restored!"

"It's the same even if the memory is restored." Xuanzang said solemnly: "As a teacher, I only want to save all sentient beings. These little loves in the world are not suitable for being a teacher."

"Oh..." Wukong's face turned from cloudy to sunny unconsciously, he wanted to scratch his head but touched his little hat, so he twirled it in his hand, and asked, "I have said so much, but do you treat it as your brother and sister?" Does it matter if there are gods or Buddhas?"

"Being a teacher means that the influence of gods and Buddhas in this world is not as great as ours. The former king of Tang became a brother because of reverence for Buddhism and being a teacher, but the king of Tang here will only treat the teacher as a guest of honor. , and who knows how many of these so-called "guests of honor" are for my grandfather and father's face? The gods and Buddhas here only exist in the word of mouth of the common people, but there are no real miracles to be found, so why? The teacher believes that there is no heaven in this world, and there is no Western Paradise."

Wukong thought it made sense, but this made him even more confused.He asked Xuanzang puzzledly: "Since there is no place to go to the west to learn scriptures, why does the master have to go west?"

Xuanzang smiled slightly: "The voice in my head is guiding me, the way to cross the catastrophe is to travel all the way west."

Hearing the so-called "that voice" again, Wukong didn't know why he suddenly became petty and suspicious.He frowned and said, "Does Master trust that so-called voice so much? How does Master know what it says is right? What if it says something wrong?"

Xuanzang watched Wukong's face change from sunny to cloudy, but in his heart he felt that he was so cute, his hands were itchy, and he wished he could pinch his face on the spot.Of course, this is not possible.

Xuanzang held back his hand that was about to move, and pulled a calm and profound smile on his face: "Of course, being a teacher is not so easy to be deceived. Didn't the teacher say it? The teacher also went through verification, and found that what he said was indeed in line with the facts. , I gradually believed in it. Moreover, my teacher’s intuition told me that the voice must be very reliable. When placing bets, my teacher’s intuition has always been very accurate, and on this matter, I am also willing to bet once."

When it came to the end, the confidence between his brows flowed wantonly, and finally revealed a bit of the all-powerful demeanor on Chang'an Shili Casino Street: "If you don't make a bold bet, how can you get a huge return? After all, being a teacher is determined to He who saves all sentient beings!"

Since Wukong met Xuanzang, he has been subconsciously separating the Xuanzang in this world from the Xuanzang he knew outside, and he took it for granted that now that Xuanzang has recovered his memory, he should return to the Xuanzang outside behavior pattern.So when Xuanzang communicated with him his experience of barbecue, stew and fried meat with a natural face, he always felt a sense of disillusionment that didn't seem real.

But until now, seeing Xuanzang's high-spirited and proud face that did not belong to that honest and meek monk at all, he truly realized that this Xuanzang was really no longer the original him.

He was reborn in this place, reliving the life that belonged to Chen Xuanzang, no, to be precise, it was Chen Jinshan—this is really a cheesy name, he had a new life experience, which also shaped a new life. He, who never had a miserable childhood, is no longer that timid, weak, easy to bully, poor monk who follows the rules. He is now an uninhibited man raised in the rich and noble village, generous, courageous, eclectic, and romantic. The words of weakness and cowardice completely left him.

Wukong used to think that Xuanzang's thin skin and tender flesh looked like a little boy, but now he felt that behind this handsome face that could almost make women jealous, there was incomparable fortitude and courage hidden. Decisiveness is also far from the term "little boy".

Wukong was hit by a surge of emotion that came from nowhere. He looked at Xuanzang adoringly and thought: This is what my master, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, should be like.He even felt that Xuanzang, who was in high spirits at the moment, should be what he should have been—how could the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the dignified Tathagata, grow into such a timid temperament?Now this Xuanzang is more like the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.

The thought comforted him immensely.

He couldn't help echoing Xuanzang excitedly: "Master is right, if you walk around this world once, if you are always afraid of this and fear of that, and live timidly, what is the difference between you and the ants on the ground!"

Xuanzang smiled and nodded: "What Wukong said is very true."

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After walking for half a month, Xuanzang would stop from time to time to catch a few little creatures to feed some blood, but when he encountered jackals, tigers, leopards and wild boars, he would either pat their heads and let them go, or let them be "knocked into a tree". Then put it in his stomach and have a full meal with him.This completely different attitude is amazing, Wukong has been curious about this for a long time.

One day, a wild boar who didn't know where it came from went crazy and rushed in front of Xuanzang. Xuanzang made him "knocked into a tree" with his eyes shining on the spot.Xuanzang roasted a wild boar with glee, and for a while, the forest where they stayed was full of the tempting smell of roasted pigs.

Wukong ate the front leg that Xuanzang handed over, and thought: This wild pork is strong in texture, crispy in skin and fragrant in meat, and tastes great, so it’s fine as a dish in front of his master, but before meeting a few jackals and Xuanzang just let go of the mountain foxes by brushing their fur, and never fed them flesh and blood, which is very strange.Does his master still despise him?

He couldn't help asking Xuanzang: "The day before yesterday, I met a fox that lingered behind us for a long time. Why didn't Master feed it with flesh and blood? Also, why didn't Master feed it to those jackals, tigers and leopards I met before?"

Xuanzang said with a smile: "Those creatures whose flesh and blood have been fed by the master will become little demons in the future. They are born to be hostile to the teacher, and even killing the teacher is the purpose of their life. Wukong, if you can Choose your enemies, are you going to choose some powerful and violent predators, or some gentle and weak little creatures?"

Wukong had never heard him talk about this matter before, so he couldn't help exclaiming: "How could this be so? That is to say, in addition to the original monsters here, Master, you will have to deal with the creatures that were transformed into flesh and blood by you before." monster?"

Xuanzang leisurely put slices of pig meat on the plate - he is not as careless as Wukong, he does not need to pretend to be a serious monk in front of Wukong, of course he wants slices to be put on the plate to dip the sauce slowly After eating, he replied casually, "Yes."

"Can't we just feed those monsters that already exist?" After saying this, Wukong sighed that he was stupid. There are indeed many monsters on this journey to the West, but of course it is not too many to explore, and this world There are still a few missing, not to mention the Yellow Wind Monster, they have been here from the White Bone Demon for more than half a month, and they travel very fast. It stands to reason that they should have encountered the Yellow Robe Monster long ago, but they have not encountered it now, presumably It will not appear in the future.There are only so few monsters in this world, so how much merit can Xuanzang earn by feeding one monster? Hearing how terrifying the Thunder Tribulation he mentioned, feeding just a few monsters is definitely not enough.

He held the injustice for Xuanzang: "This world is too shameless. While requiring you to feed the flesh and blood of those creatures to gain enough merit to resist the thunder disaster, at the same time let those creatures you have fed become your enemies in the future. This is not an obvious embarrassment. People!"

Xuanzang looked at his face flushed with anger, couldn't hold back the smile on his brow, and said, "If you don't make things difficult for your teacher, how can you call it crossing the catastrophe? We specially created such a huge world to serve as a teacher. If you get through it easily, wouldn't the people who created this world be too useless?"

When Wukong heard this, he was very embarrassed.

I don't know what's going on, why does he seem to be particularly easy to be stupid when he encounters Xuanzang recently?

The author has something to say:

Xuanzang: I don’t like girls (crazy hint)

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