My soul can rest on the way of heaven

Chapter 650

At this time, Guanyin Bodhisattva had come to the Eastern Tang Dynasty to look for Tang Xuanzang, the reincarnation of the golden cicada.

As a result, after a glance, the jade bottle almost fell.

Is this really Tang Xuanzang? Is this really a monk? Is this really a golden cicada who was ordered to go to the Western Heaven to obtain scriptures?

I only saw the legendary Tang Xuanzang drinking wine and eating meat, eating and drinking every bite to recite Amitabha Buddha, for fear that others would not know that he was a monk, which was simply blasphemous to the Buddha.

So, Guanyin Bodhisattva descended and shouted loudly: "Tang Xuanzang, what kind of system are you?" "

The little monk raised his head and saw that it was Guanyin Bodhisattva, only then did he remember his current identity, as if he had found a home, and said with a sad face: "Bodhisattva, you don't know, my heart is bitter..."

Guanyin Bodhisattva trembled with anger: "No matter how bitter you are, you can't drink wine and eat meat, you must know that wine is poison through the intestines..."

"It's better to poison, just poison me!" Don't stop me, I want to die! "The little monk was sobling, a glass of wine in his left hand and a bite of meat in his right hand, and what he ate was called a fragrant, and it didn't look like eating poison at all.

Guanyin Bodhisattva: "..."

Next, the little monk told Guanyin Bodhisattva what had happened.

It's really miserable, since he was by Sister Feng, he feels that his body is full of filth, he is no longer an innocent person, and he has the heart to die. But Sister Feng was still not satisfied, like a wolf, chasing him behind every day to give him a little monk, and he fled for his life to escape to this secret realm.

Guanyin Bodhisattva listened and couldn't help but be moved.

How ugly does this have to be to make a monk seek death and make tens of millions of people vomit?

Just thinking about it, the bodhisattva also lost his appetite.

But the bodhisattva deserved to be a bodhisattva, full of determination, and said bitterly: "Although you have been beaten by that, you can't delay the great karma of the sutras?" You are a monk with strong beliefs, don't you want to see the legendary Buddha? "

After saying this, the bodhisattvas felt unconscionable, how could such a wine and meat monk have firm faith?

God, why did the secret realm choose such a strange person to be a Tang monk?

The little monk shook his head: "I don't want to, I don't have the face to see the Buddha anymore!" I just want to drink wine to pour my sorrows now, drink to death, and forget it. "

Then he rumbled and drank a bottle of wine, which was really refreshing.

"In fact, you can't get rid of Sister Feng by doing this, I helped you calculate just now, you have a three-life relationship, if you die, she will still chase you to the prefecture, and the three lives and three lives will be with you..."

Only hearing a plop, the little monk was frightened: "I feel annoyed to stay with her for one more second, and I actually have three lives and three lives?" Can't I get rid of her even if I'm dead? Oh my God, what did I do to punish me like this? "

Then he looked up at Guanyin Bodhisattva and said with teary eyes: "Sister Guanyin, you see that I am so miserable, can you give me a warm hug and comfort my broken heart?" "

Guanyin Bodhisattva: "..."

"If you want to get rid of Sister Feng completely, the only way to go to the Western Heaven is to obtain scriptures, and Buddha will help you cut off your relationship with Sister Feng." Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and finally revealed his true face.

Therefore, the little monk decided to go to Xitian to obtain sutras, and his heart to seek Buddha was very firm.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Guanyin Bodhisattva began to operate, making the Jinghe Dragon King Incident, allowing the Tang Emperor to hold a water and land festival to brush Xiaoshang's reputation. The little monk also lived up to expectations, followed the relic Buddha for a few years, still had a few brushes in his hand, stunned the ordinary people, and then began to travel west.

Outside Chang'an City, the Tang Emperor, played by the First Emperor, is bidding farewell.

The first emperor tightly took the little monk's hand, and said with deep affection: "Royal brother, this is a customs clearance document, this is a begging bowl, send you to use it on the way." There is also a little yellow horse, for the strength of the long journey, say goodbye! "

The little monk looked at the broken bowl in his hand, as well as the skinny little yellow horse next to him, and fell into deep thought: "Your Majesty, according to the legend, shouldn't you give me a purple gold bowl and a white horse?" "

The first emperor laughed: "Little monk, you think too much, you also know that it is a legend, who knows, right?" You are going to beg, not to enjoy, and the begging bowl is enough for you. That horse is always going to die, so why give it to you? My Great Tang also lacks good horses! "

Little monk: "..."

"Then should you send me a little coiling? I am not greedy for more, it is enough to give me tens of thousands of taels of gold. The little monk said.

Shi Huang shook his head: "Don't say tens of thousands of taels, even if there is not one or two gold." In order to buy your cassock, the gold in our treasury has been emptied. Be content, and blame Guanyin Bodhisattva if you want to blame! "

Little monk: "..."

"Then there should always be a bar?" The little monk said unwillingly.

"What else do you drink as a monk? Isn't alcohol a great precept for monks? The First Emperor was surprised.

"You can drink vegetarian wine." The little monk fights.

"Alright!" The first emperor reluctantly let people bring a glass of wine.

Smelling the aroma of wine emanating from the wine glass, the little monk's wine worms were all seduced out, picked it up and was about to drink it all, and the first emperor shouted "wait".

"What else does Your Majesty order?" The little monk asked.

The first emperor picked up a pile of soil from the ground, poured it into the wine, and said seriously: "This is a long way to go to the mountains, and the days are deep, I hope that Sanzang you would rather love a twist of soil in your hometown, and do not love ten thousand taels of gold in other places." "

The little monk looked at the soil spilling out of the wine glass, and his face suddenly turned green.

How to drink this?

Do you make me drink or dirt?

Will it get stuck in the neck?

"Drink quickly, drink it and hit the road!" The First Emperor urged.

Little monk: "..."

That's what I heard...

In the end, the little monk drank this cup of soil by his neck.

Watching the little monk ride the little yellow horse and leave gloomyly, the first emperor's face became gloomy: "Damn Guanyin, damn Buddhism!" Actually let the oligarchs hold other people's dog legs so much! "

"Your Majesty!" Wang Yi and Meng Tian said worriedly.

"It's okay to be a widow, it's just a little unhappy in my heart!" The First Emperor waved his hand and said, "Tell the Jade Emperor about this matter, and say that the little monk is on the road!" "

Above the Heavenly Court, reporter Li Shengnan reported to Lin Beifan in a decently manner: "Emperor Qiyu, the Tang monk has gone west to Tang'an and went to the Western Spirit Mountain to seek the true scripture. "

"Good!" Lin Beifan nodded: "Where is the little monk now?" "

"Qiyu Jade Emperor, one day in the sky and one year underground, the Tang monk is about to arrive at the Five Finger Mountain and meet Sun Wukong!" Li Shengnan said again.