Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Chapter 51

The four Tang monks, master and apprentice were hungry for food and thirsty, and stayed at Xiaoxing at night. They came to Pingdingshan on this day.Tang Seng saw that the mountain was steep and difficult to walk. He was afraid that tigers and leopards would block him. When he was hesitating, he was told by a woodcutter in the mountain that a group of monsters threatened to capture Tang Seng.Monkey King ordered Zhu Bajie to explore the way.Zhu Bajie was walking in the mountains, and happened to collide with a group of monsters patrolling the mountain. The two sides fought.

Sun Wukong waited for Zhu Bajie for a long time, thinking that Zhu Bajie was going to be lazy again, and was about to go first, but another person, Zixia, was ushered in.

The red dress fluttered high, and the clear laughter like silver bells seemed to ring in my ears. A group of red shadows, like a fairy descending from the earth, fell in front of Monkey King and others.

Tang Seng stopped the white dragon horse and greeted Zixia: "Little beauty, are you here again?" He gave Sun Wukong a sneaky look, "My eldest apprentice said that you will not be allowed to go west with us."

Sun Wukong took a step forward and said displeasedly: "You pester us every day, don't you find it annoying? I have never seen such a thick-skinned person like you! A little girl who has not left the cabinet, she insists on doing something with a group of monks ?”

"Oh, how can you talk to a beautiful woman like that!" Tang Seng hurriedly dismounted to comfort Zixia, "Don't listen to his nonsense, beauty, he has been dissatisfied with desires all year round, and he can't vent his desires. His aesthetics are distorted, and he is not a normal man at all..."

Zixia couldn't help laughing.

Sun Wukong's sharp eyes struck like a knife, causing Tang Seng to lose his helmet and armor, and begged for mercy repeatedly, "Ah! I was wrong. You don't remember the faults of villains. Don't be as knowledgeable as me."

Monkey King said disdainfully: "Baldy, how did such a lustful person like you get into the team of Journey to the West? I really don't understand why the Emperor of Tang Dynasty and Guanyin Bodhisattva chose you."

"The so-called 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart'." Anyone who dares to debate with Tang Seng will undoubtedly lose. "When I see beauty, I want to praise it. Do I have to say that Zixia is an ugly girl? Then there is a ghost in my heart! My disciple, if you can say 'lewdness', it is not called 'lewdness', but if you can say 'love' clearly." 'It's not called 'love'. The Buddha said that 'sex is emptiness', but it is actually a lie. When people don't know each other well, the first impression depends on their appearance, so beauty and ugliness are definitely important, but not the most important."

"Are you questioning the Buddha's words?" Sun Wukong sneered, "According to what you said, I should kill you, just because of your ugliness."

Tang Seng was taken aback, and touched his face: "I am so ugly that I must be destroyed humanely? Am I really ugly?"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Why? Where is it ugly?"

Sun Wukong said seriously: "Any hairless is ugly, you don't even have a hair." Seeing Tang Seng's blank face, he eased his tone, "But you don't have to be too sad. It’s rare to know someone with hair like me.”

"Hahaha..." Zixia couldn't help laughing anymore.

Sun Wukong was puzzled by her smile, he didn't bother to pay attention to her, took the reins of the white dragon horse, and walked forward.

Zixia followed behind, but Sun Wukong couldn't drive her away, so she let her go.

It's early spring, the spring is warm and flowers are blooming, everything is recovering, the breeze blows the green willows, and the birds are singing and flying around.Peach trees were planted sporadically on both sides of the road, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom, clusters and clusters, like pink clouds piled on the trees.Zixia looked at the peach blossoms fascinated, and said: "Peach blossoms are so beautiful, if only someone could give me one." She looked at Monkey King intentionally or unintentionally as she spoke.

Sun Wukong walked normally, without distractions, like an old monk in meditation.

Tang Seng couldn't bear to see it, and quietly said to Zixia: "How about I give you a branch?" In exchange for Zixia's eyes, she touched her nose in a self-defeating way.

After walking for a while, they turned around a mountain depression, and a Taoist appeared by the side of the road.Wearing a Taoist crown and a navy blue Taoist robe, he hugged his left leg with both hands and fell to the ground moaning.Tang Seng was the first to go over to check. Seeing the Taoist's swollen left leg, Lao Gao hurriedly inquired.It turns out that the Taoist is a Taoist priest who lives in the quiet temple on the west side of Pingding Mountain. The day before yesterday, he and his apprentice went to the almsgiver's house in Shannanli. On the way, they encountered a fierce tiger and took his apprentice away. Unable to move and not knowing where to go, he asked Tang Monk for help. If he was sent back to the temple, he would sacrifice his life to repay his kindness.Tang Seng listened to his narration, and whispered to himself: "Oh, it's coming again, and it still hasn't stopped for a day..."

Tang Seng discussed with Sun Wukong: "Send him back to the Taoist temple?"

Monkey King moved his hands and feet and walked over in stride. "Send, why not? In the wilderness, he doesn't fall anywhere, he just falls on the road we must pass. Obviously, he is making a war call. Since the enemy has made a fight call, how can I refuse to fight?"

"Be careful." Tang Seng stayed away from the Taoist and handed him over to Sun Wukong, "I'm really worried about your temperament that is easy to catch fire..."

"Forget it." Sun Wukong interrupted, "If you have that kind of skill, you should worry about yourself."

Tang Seng was really worried, "Wukong, I have a bad feeling, otherwise you'd better not send him off."

"Are you afraid? I will send it off by myself at that time, and you and Drifting are waiting for me here."

Tang Seng wanted to stop him, but Sun Wukong was already squatting beside the Taoist, stretching out his hand to pinch his injured leg.The Taoist howled like a pig in pain. "Yo, is it really hurt?" Sun Wukong was happy, "The leg is really broken, and I'm really willing to pay for it. What's your name?"

The Taoist was sweating from the pain: "The poor Taoist name is Yinjiao, and he is a Taoist priest of Qingyou Temple. If you can send me back to Qingyou Temple, I will be grateful and thank you very much."

"Okay." Sun Wukong said, "Set up the somersault cloud, and it will take less than a quarter of an hour to arrive."

Yinjiao said: "I'm afraid of heights, I can't climb the clouds, can you carry me back?"

Sun Wukong hesitated.If you go on foot, there will be more accidents.He couldn't come back for a while, and Zhu Bajie was not around. With Sand Monk alone, I don't know if he can keep Tang Monk safe.And that Zixia who said she wanted to repay her kindness, can she be counted on in times of crisis?Could this be a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain?But it's useless not to send him back. If this is one of the 81 disasters of Journey to the West, it cannot be avoided anyway.Sun Wukong is impatient, but he has never been a brainless person, so he fell silent at the moment.

Seeing that Monkey King refused to agree, Yin Jiao said angrily, "Why, the famous Monkey King dare not carry me?"

Sun Wukong looked up at him, and said with a haughty smile: "Your grandpa is afraid that you won't dare to come up!"Sun Wukong explained a few words to Drifting Monk, and went straight to Qingyou Temple.

When Tang Seng and the others were out of sight, Sun Wukong used his hands hard, trying to throw the person on his back off—originally, Sun Wukong didn't really want to send him back to the Taoist temple, he just wanted to end his life in a secluded place.Unexpectedly, the weight on his back suddenly increased, causing Monkey King to stagger.On the surface, Monkey King is carrying a person on his back, but the weight on his back seems to be pressing down on a mountain.

"Hehe, you actually know how to move mountains and topple seas. As far as I know, only the Supreme Master can do this kind of magic. I didn't expect you to be so capable. Grandson, what kind of mountains did you send to overwhelm your grandfather?"

Seeing that Sun Wukong was not overwhelmed, Yinjiao was also taken aback, thinking that the monkey really has great powers, so he recited a mantra and sent Mount Emei to overwhelm him.

Sun Wukong had an extra mountain on his back, not to mention throwing Silver Horn down, he couldn't even stand upright.With every step, a deep footprint appeared on the ground.Sweat trickled down his cheeks, and his face was flushed.Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, thinking that this monster has such advanced spells, no matter what, he can't keep it.As soon as he had the murderous intention, he suddenly felt a pain like a needle prick in his right temple.

"Your grandma!"

Monkey King scolded in the air.

When is it not good to suffer from headaches, this is the time.It's true to think about it, it seems that every time I get a headache, it's because of the thought of killing. It seems that there is a mysterious force in the dark, preventing him from killing some people who shouldn't be killed.But Sun Wukong meets monsters every day and kills people every day. How can he know who should be killed and who should not be killed in advance? It can only be a headache every day.

Monkey King became ruthless, even if it hurts to death, he must deal with you first!Immediately, when both arms were exerted, Yinjiao's two legs "cracked", and at the same time, the bones and tendons snapped.Yinjiao cried out in pain on Monkey King's back, and wanted to jump off, but was held tightly by Monkey King's hands, unable to break free.One of the two wanted to jump, but couldn't, and the other wanted to kill, but couldn't. Sun Wukong endured the headache and clamped Yinkaku's legs.

After Sun Wukong heard the sound of chanting the mantra, the weight on his back increased again, and the second mountain fell down.Unable to hold on any longer, his left leg "plopped" and knelt on the ground, out of breath, as if his entire back was about to be crushed.This feeling of being suppressed by the mountain is too familiar, so familiar that Monkey King is afraid.I can't move my limbs, I can only turn my head...the headache is getting worse, and my eyes are red... I think that this mountain has been on my back for hundreds of years, pressing me forever, and I can't get rid of it from life to life.Seeing the sun rising and setting, seeing the flowers bloom and wither, day after day, year after year, the sea becomes mulberry fields, everything will change, only myself is firmly suppressed, without any hope, without any other Just thinking about it, being suppressed like this, even if you want to die... No, don't be suppressed by the mountain again!Can't admit defeat!

"Ah..." Sun Wukong yelled, plucked up all his strength, and slowly straightened his left leg tremblingly, "Get up!" Sun Wukong stood up, his body completed a bow, panting and trembling, but he finally stood up.

"Good grandson, come again if you have the seeds!" Sun Wukong shouted.

Yin Jiao turned pale with fright, and hurriedly chanted a mantra, intending to send Mount Tai to suppress him.

Monkey King slowly stood up, and when he stood up straight, he was about to throw the monster down.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's head seemed to be hit by a big hammer, and the pain quickly spread to the whole head.Sun Wukong's eyes went dark, and his legs knelt down.

Can't admit defeat!Can't faint!

Monkey King bit the tip of his tongue and kept the Lingtai a little clear.The headache became more and more severe, to the point of being unbearable.His eyes were wide open, but the image in front of him was blurry and could not be seen clearly, only a piece of red light.

The weight on the back increased for the third time, and this time it was Mount Tai.

Sun Wukong's hand involuntarily let go of Yinjiao, and turned to support the ground, his chest felt tight, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

I couldn't see anything, it was all red, red like blood.But the ears can still hear, so Sun Wukong clearly heard the sound of his back breaking.

"Ka..." There was a crisp sound.

What is a broken back?As long as you are alive, you cannot admit defeat, I will not lose!Monkey King tried his best to get up.

Amidst the red light, a person walked towards him.As the figure became clearer and clearer, a monstrous hatred surged in his heart. This hatred came so suddenly, it aroused all the murderous intentions in Sun Wukong's heart.He lay on the ground and muttered: "Kill...I'm going to kill you...Kill you..." He didn't even know why he hated this person so much, he couldn't even see this person's face clearly.

When he was half awake, he heard Yin Jiao say: "Who is here? Dare to meddle in my business?"

It turned out that it was not a hallucination, but someone really came.

Is he the one you saw in the red light when you had a headache before?No, did you really hallucinate when you had a headache before?Is there any?Thinking about it this way made my head hurt even more.

A Qingyue voice that I had never heard before resounded in the distance: "I am Erlang God Yang Jian, Your Excellency is the Taoist boy of Tushita Palace? Is it a golden horn or a silver horn?"

Sun Wukong heard the sound of Yinjiao going away, and seemed to be fleeing in a hurry, and a gust of wind was blown up.Then I felt a hand turn myself over so that I was lying on my back.

"Oh." The man sighed.

He touched his head with his hands and smoothed the messy sweat-soaked hair.

"I won't let you suffer any more in the future." This was the first sentence he said to Monkey King after the reunion.

Consciousness gradually drifted away, and Monkey King fainted.