The Monkey King

Under the dim firelight, Xuanzang sat quietly, his eyes closed, his lips trembling slightly, and he read scriptures in Sanskrit.

Lying on the straw mat in front of him was a middle-aged man, whose face was slightly blue.

On the other side of the corpse was a middle-aged woman with a ten-year-old boy.

The boy held tightly to the hem of the woman's clothes, and from time to time the woman would raise her eyes to look at Xuanzang. There were still wet tears on her cheeks.

"Mom...what is he doing?"

"Shh, don't talk. He was the one who killed your father."

As she spoke, the woman held her child tightly in her arms.

From beginning to end, Xuanzang kept reciting Buddhist scriptures with a normal expression, as if they had said nothing.

After a long time, Xuanzang opened his eyes slightly, looked at the woman, and kowtowed deeply. It was unclear whether he was worshiping the deceased or his family members.

The spacious room was lined with corpses, and countless family members stood at a distance, watching Xuanzang.

"I'm sorry, it's all the poor monk's fault."

For a moment, the woman covered her lips, tears falling down. He hugged his child tightly.

Xuanzang stood up slowly, holding his front hem, and walked step by step towards the other corpse without any family members.

"Stop!" the woman suddenly shouted.

Xuanzang's dangling feet paused slightly.

The woman pursed her lips and stared at Xuanzang's back quietly.

In the dim firelight, the back looked like a wall.

Countless eyes were watching him quietly, and their gazes were like sharp arrows trying to penetrate Xuanzang's body.

After a while, Xuanzang's toes landed lightly on the ground and he still walked to the side.

"Stop! Give me my husband's life!"

The woman rushed forward, but was stopped by the two people who came over. However, they stopped the woman, but not the child.

The child broke free from his mother's hand, rushed to Xuanzang like a catfish, grabbed his hand and bit him!

For a moment. Everyone was stunned. He stared blankly at Xuanzang and the child biting Xuanzang's hand.

Someone asked in a low voice: "Will something happen... His monkeys are very powerful..."

Someone replied: "Probably...probably not...didn't he say he wanted to be kind? He would never do it to a child..."

For a moment, no one knew what to do, they all just watched quietly. Watch the child bite Xuanzang's hand.

Xuanzang also lowered his head slightly, looking at the angry child with a calm expression.

The child held Xuanzang's hand tightly and looked at Xuanzang with wide eyes. Little by little, until blood oozed from the corner of the mouth, everyone rushed towards here as if they were awakened.

However, just when they came to Xuanzang and were about to stop the child, Xuanzang suddenly stretched out a hand and stopped their actions.

Everyone was stunned, even the child's mother stopped cursing.

The child looked at Xuanzang in astonishment and slightly let go of Xuanzang's hand.

Just under everyone's gaze. Xuanzang slowly knelt down, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of the child's mouth.

"I'm sorry... From now on, your father is gone, and your mother will only be able to rely on you. You must grow up well and be filial, do you understand?"

Saying that, Xuanzang smiled lightly and gently wiped the mud from the child's cheek with his thumb.

The child blinked blankly and looked at Xuanzang. The tears he had been holding back slid down his cheeks.

Stand up. Xuanzang clasped his hands and saluted the woman, then saluted the child, turned around and walked step by step towards the next corpse. From beginning to end, he didn't even look at his bloody palm. It was like it wasn't his hand at all.

For a moment, everyone started talking.

"Is this monk crazy?"

"Are you really out of your mind and crazy?"

"I heard that this is actually a crazy monk. If he is not a crazy monk, how can he go around telling people what is good? That is not the scripture of Xitian at all."

"To put it this way, Your Majesty was really deceived by him. It is in vain that we still trust him so much."

Everyone was whispering. Xuanzang didn't seem to hear it at all, and just went about his business quietly.

The monkey watched quietly through the window lattice, with Canopy and others standing behind him.

Turning his face sideways, he happened to see a young man standing not far away, staring at him.

"Woo!" When their eyes met, the monkey showed its fangs and let out a low growl without hesitation.

The man was so frightened that his feet trembled and he turned around and ran away.

After the man ran away, Tianpeng sighed: "Why bother?"

The monkey rolled his eyes and replied, "I like it."

Xiao Bailong immediately covered his mouth and laughed, attracting the attention of several people.

"What should we do now?" Tianpeng sighed softly: "It will be dawn soon, and they have issued an order to expel guests... Who is going to tell Master Xuanzang?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The monkey looked around for a week, but finally said nothing, picked up the golden hoop and walked towards the gate.

When the monkey opened the door and stepped into the house, everyone present trembled slightly and looked at the monkey warily. Only Xuanzang seemed completely unaware that the monkey had arrived.

Ignoring the gazes of others, the monkey walked towards Xuanzang in a swaggering manner. Wherever they passed, the family members of the deceased people fled one by one.

In the blink of an eye, only Xuanzang and Monkey were left in the huge room, as well as the corpses placed neatly on the ground.

"We'll leave at dawn, what do you think?"

Xuanzang ignored it and continued to recite Buddhist scriptures attentively.

Helpless, the monkey could only wait quietly with the golden hoop in hand.

After a while, Xuanzang finally opened his eyes and sighed softly: "I'm going to stay a few days longer, poor monk."

As he spoke, he held the Buddhist scriptures, rolled up his cassock, and walked towards the next corpse.

Since one hand was injured, the movement of rolling the cassock with one hand looked very clumsy.

The monkey stared at the hand that was still bleeding, and followed Xuanzang holding the golden hoop.

"Do I need to help you take care of your wound first?"

"This is the lesson the poor monk deserves." Xuanzang sat down bit by bit with his hands trembling slightly. It's like if you are not careful, you will fall down completely.

A long time of chanting, coupled with the injury on my hand, as a mortal, that energy. I'm afraid it has reached its extreme.

The monkey sighed lightly: "Let's go, I've already issued an order to expel guests. Your Buddhist scriptures are useless, and... the souls of the dead don't need your comfort. One of the agreements between me and Kunlun Mountain is to compensate the deceased in the next life. These family members Naturally, someone will comfort you.”

Xuanzang shook his head slowly. He reached out to open the Buddhist scriptures and sighed: "That's their business, poor monk... just do what you should do."

"What is your thing to do?"

"What you can do is what you should do. Chant sutras and appease the souls of the dead. This is the only thing the poor monk can do."

"Nonsense." The monkey laughed and said, "What you should do is to quickly prove the truth instead of wasting time here!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuanzang clasped his hands together and began to chant sutras attentively again. Pay no more attention to the monkey.

This conversation can't go on any longer.

Helpless, the monkey could only snort, turn around and leave.

"How's it going?" When he stepped out of the door, several other people gathered around him.

The monkey shook his head: "God knows."

After saying that, he had already walked towards the palace holding the golden hoop.

…

"What the Monkey Immortal means... Master Xuanzang will stay for a few more days to save every soul of the dead?"

A room lit with candles. The Prime Minister looked up at the monkey cautiously. Around that, there were still a few important officials of the court who had survived.

Nowadays, the entire France is controlled by these few people. As for the new king... The king has left no heirs, and I am afraid that it will take a lot of quarrels before he can be born.

"Yes, so we are going to stay a few more days. Is there any problem?" As he said that, the monkey leaned on the back of the chair and put his legs on the dragon table.

The submissive people in front of him looked like his subordinates.

"But... didn't Monkey Immortal just say that? You have already made a deal with the Immortals, and you will compensate the deceased in the next life. In this case, what is the need for those undead souls to be settled?"

"Yes, yes, since there is no need to settle down, I won't bother you all. It's better to leave as soon as possible."

all of a sudden. Everyone agreed. All the old faces were smiling.

As soon as the monkey moved his leg, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the heel hit the table.

Suddenly, everyone present was so frightened that they lowered their heads.

Monkey leaned back on the chair and said leisurely: "I'm not satisfied with what you just said. Let's say it again."

For a moment, all the ministers looked at each other.

for a long time. The old prime minister raised his head slightly, wiped cold sweat and said: "Monkey Immortal... It's not that we don't allow it, it's just that we have made an agreement with the immortals just now to hold a state funeral tomorrow. By then... the body will not be there by then. Well, even if Master Xuanzang wants to recite sutras, he probably won’t have the space to do so.”

"I told them I would wait two days for the burial. If they are not satisfied, let them talk to me!"

After that, the monkey strode out with the golden hoop in hand. Before going out, he slammed the door. The ministers were so frightened that their hearts jumped into their throats.

…

When they returned, Tianpeng and others were still standing where they were.

"Where have you been?"

"Go to the palace and teach them how to behave." After saying that, the monkey glanced into the house through the window lattice: "How is it?"

Canopy sighed softly: "What else can I do?"

Everyone fell silent.

In that room, Xuanzang was moving towards the next deceased step by step, stumbling. It was as if he was possessed by a demon, not daring to relax for a moment.

Looking at Xuanzang's figure in the room, Tianpeng whispered: "What I am most worried about now is Master Xuanzang. We are not far from Lingshan. If we just walk to Lingshan like this, can he really attain enlightenment?"

After saying that, Tianpeng glanced at the monkey quietly again: "And you."

"what happened to me?"

"You just..."

"I'm fine." The monkey gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway... no matter what I choose in the end, I have to deal with Tathagata first. From now on, I will kill anyone who dares to stop me! Even myself! "

When he said this, what came to the monkey's mind was the six-eared macaque he had seen in his dream, with a face exactly like his own. (~^~)