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

Chapter 9 Guanyin Temple

After leaving Yingshoujian, they walked westward for more than three months, and Wukong and Xuanzang stood in front of a magnificent monastery.

A circle of emerald green pines and cypresses was planted around the temple. In the late winter when all the grasses are withered, the red tiles and gray walls of the temple are reflected against the blue sky and white clouds, which is very gratifying.There are wisps of blue smoke in the sky above the temple, circling upwards, disappearing into the clouds, and there are faint bells coming from the courtyard. It really looks like a big temple!

But Wukong knew that there were not many good monks in this courtyard, especially the abbot old monk, who once wanted to burn his master and his disciples to seize the precious cassock...

Wukong didn't like the monks in this courtyard in his heart, but he and Xuanzang traveled in the mountains for several days, and Xuanzang wore out a pair of straw sandals, and now his feet are still bloody.Although Xuanzang's foot injury was getting better and faster, they couldn't help but rush to pass the time. The weather was cold, and Xuanzang's feet were always good and bad.After finally meeting a more dignified monastery, Wukong also hoped that Xuanzang could have a comfortable place to rest for a night, so he could only bear his displeasure.

But he just stood behind Xuanzang with his luggage and didn't go forward.

Seeing this, Xuanzang naturally stepped forward to knock on the door.

In the past three months, although the mountains are vast, the two of them, the master and the apprentice, also met a few families.Wukong stepped forward to knock on the door several times in a good voice, but was beaten out by the common people.After too many times, Wukong didn't want to call the door again, so he, the master, took over the job naturally.

A little monk came out to answer the door.Xuanzang clasped his hands together, and both sides saluted as Buddhists, and Xuanzang explained that he and Wukong wanted to spend the night.

The little monk looked Xuanzang up and down.

At this time, Xuanzang's brocade bat cassock had already been packed in his luggage, and he was wearing an extremely ordinary cassock with a small patch on the corner. After driving for many days, even if he didn't look at his The feet and worn-out straw sandals are not so tidy in Xuanzang's current description.The welcoming novice of the Guanyin Temple is the most influential, and looks down on those poor people.If it was normal, maybe the little novice would have chased away the guests directly.

Fortunately, at last Xuanzang has red lips and white teeth, and his facial features are extremely correct. Now that he has been blown by the cold wind for a long time, his face is even more peachy.The little novice stared blankly for a while, and when he came to his senses, he forgot to ask about Xuanzang's background, so he hurriedly called Xuanzang into the courtyard.

Xuanzang smiled gently, and moved two steps to reveal Wukong with a stinky face behind him: "I forgot to say that the poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. The journey was a little far away, so he brought a disciple with him. Tonight The two of us will bother Baosha."

The little novice was a little dazed again, took a casual glance at Wukong, then turned and walked into the courtyard: "Master, please go in, there are still high-class guest rooms in the courtyard, just waiting for you."

Xuanzang walked behind as promised, while Wukong followed from a distance with his luggage on his back.Meeting the monks along the way, the little novice introduced Xuanzang to the monks one by one, saying that he was "a virtuous and eminent monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty", and the rest of the monks were respectful when they heard this, and they all said "disrespect".Another monk mentioned that it was a pity that the abbot had just passed away, so he had no chance to see the eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty.

Wukong was surprised at how chaotic the courtyard was, even a janitor had such great power, when he heard this sentence, he immediately understood.This is a group of dragons without a leader.There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate.The old monk had been in power in the Guanyin Academy for a long time, and he left suddenly at this time. I'm afraid there will be a lot of contention about who is in charge in this courtyard.

On the way into the backyard, the group of them met several groups of people, and they all came forward to greet Xuanzang. When they saw each other, they didn't say hello, and even stared at each other openly and secretly.After entering the backyard, there was another group of people. When they saw them, they just watched them pass by coldly, and only sneered when they passed by.Wukong's hearing is so good, he just heard it.He didn't want Xuanzang to be involved in the sudden change of dynasty in Guanyin Temple, so when the little novice wanted to open a guest room with a good location for them, he said: "We don't live in such a good room."

"Wukong, what do you mean?" Xuanzang turned around and looked at him strangely.

Wukong made a gesture to Xuanzang to be calm and calm, and walked forward, which startled the little novice: "It is enough for us to live in a side room, anyway, we will leave early tomorrow morning."

"This—" the little novice looked at Xuanzang with some embarrassment.

Xuanzang smiled slightly, and said: "My apprentice has some strange problems, and he only sleeps in a side room. If he sleeps in a good room, he will suffer from headaches. I'm sorry." With his smile, the little novice became dizzy again. Everything was done.

"Excuse me, the eminent monk, we have some trivial matters in the monastery these days, otherwise we should really let the abbot entertain you. You should feel wronged and rest in this side room for a night. I will send someone to bring you food, hot water, etc., and you can go on your way Thank you for your hard work, the monk will step back now."

After the little novice left, Wukong closed the door, sat on the official hat chair on one side, and said sourly for some reason: "Master is really powerful, that little novice obeys your orders."

Xuanzang smiled and said nothing.

At night, Xuanzang fell asleep on the bed in the inner room, and Wukong practiced with his eyes closed on the chair in the outer room.

For some reason, his cultivation base dropped even more, and he couldn't make up for it even if he worked hard every night.He only hoped that he would not meet the black bear spirit now, the black bear spirit still has two skills, if he meets him at this time, Wukong is really not sure if he can win without killing him.

He was still unwilling to kill.He has already accepted the precepts of Buddhism and vowed to abide by them.Little Bailong's almost missed shot really caused him pain.He didn't want to suffer that kind of psychological suffering anymore.

Xu had spent many nights in the mountains, and Wukong felt that the nights in the Guanyin Temple were extraordinarily warm and comfortable.

"Crackling——" the door of the side room opened a corner by itself.

The author has something to say:

Xuanzang: Pretending to be pitiful now is for a better future... Hehehe.