Honghuang, my disciple ruined Journey to the West

Chapter 232: A Curse for a Bowl of Sour Rice!
After waiting for "Monkey Sun" for a full day, the monkey woke up.

Seeing the monkey wake up, Chen Xuanzang walked over immediately, the cowardice before was gone from his face.

Blaming him, he said, "You monkey, you are really lazy. You actually slept all day and all night, and you have wasted so much time."

"Hurry up and get up and find something to eat for the poor monk!"

This day and night, Chen Xuanzang didn't eat much, only drank a little water, and was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back.Only then did he order the "monkey grandson" to find something to eat.

Sun Houzi listened to Chen Xuanzang's instructions, with an unhappy face, and said lazily: "Go, go! Didn't my old grandson tell you that I promised Guanyin and Buddhism to escort you to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures, but such trivial matters, But my grandson can’t do it!”

"My old grandson made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace back then, before you were even born as a monk. My old grandson is the Monkey King, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, so how could he be instructed by your monk?"

"No, no! If your monk is hungry, go find something to eat yourself."

"Huh? Didn't we live in that manor house? Why are we here now? Could it be that we encountered a demon??" Sun Houzi wondered.

But Chen Xuanzang, who was standing there, threw the tin stick in his hand on the ground, and said angrily: "Monkey, the poor monk told you to go, so you go, don't talk too much, otherwise, don't blame the poor monk for being rude!"

"Yoha, you monk, you actually yelled at my old grandson, it really gave you courage."

Sun Houzi stood up with a fierce look on his face.

And standing there, Chen Xuanzang, with a determined face, but still worried in his heart, was also afraid that the mantra of peace of mind would not work well, so he hurriedly recited it.

Just read it once.

The monkey grandson rolled over, suffering unspeakably, and cried out in pain: "Headache! Headache!"

"Why is there such an extra hoop on my grandson's head? It hurts my grandson to death! It hurts my grandson to death!"

Chen Xuanzang ignored Monkey Sun's cry, and recited the mantra several times.

Seeing Sun Houzi was in pain, his whole body was full of evil spirits, his body was standing on end in pain, his ears were red, his face was red, his eyes were swollen and his body was numb, and he was crying endlessly.

This scene was clearly seen by Monkey King who was hiding in the dark.

I couldn't help being furious in my heart, "You bastard monk, you actually tormented my old grandson like this. Fortunately, there was a six-eared Taoist friend who gave me an idea, otherwise I would have really recruited the Tao of Maitreya Buddha."

"Let's not talk about Maitreya Buddha, this hateful Chen Xuanzang, it's really hateful to curse me like this!"

However, even in anger, Monkey King did not show up.

According to the words of that god-man, a small unbearable will lead to a big conspiracy!

You still have to be patient, wait until it's time to make a move, and then make a move, so that you can show off your might and teach that Buddhist sect a lesson.

"Master, this disciple knows his mistake, this disciple knows his mistake!"

"Don't chant mantras, don't chant anymore." The monkey grandson turned into a vellus hair prayed again and again.

Seeing this, Chen Xuanzang felt very happy, and felt a little more pity in his heart, so he stopped and said, "Wukong, my mantra is called the mantra of calming the heart, and it can be called the magic spell."

"It was taught to me by Maitreya God and Buddha, and used to drive you."

"Before, the dilapidated courtyard we entered and the strong man who gave the benefactor were all means of Maitreya Buddha."

"Right now, you are suffering so much because you didn't respect my life and were punished."

Speaking of this, Chen Xuanzang chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha! Wukong, let me ask you, poor monk, can you listen to the poor monk's teaching now?"

The grandson monkey on the ground has already stared at the stars, and his body is limp and numb.

How dare you disobey!

Immediately said: "Listen! Master, I am willing, I am willing to listen to you! Just please stop reciting the mantra, my old grandson can't bear this mantra, I am really terrified."

Hearing this, Chen Xuanzang who was standing there was rather proud.

Aren't you arrogant and domineering monkey before, and you can do whatever you want?
This time it's all right, monk, I finally have a way to cure you!

"I'll ask you again, do you dare to be rude again?"

Sun Houzi hurriedly said: "Don't dare! Never dare!"

Ever since he left the Tang capital, Chen Xuanzang has been suffering and suffering, and now he finally turned himself into a serf and sang, feeling very refreshed.

So he urged and instructed: "Then you monkey, what are you doing here, why don't you hurry up and find something to eat for the teacher."

"When the teacher is full, let's continue on our way. Only when we reach Deling Mountain can the curse on your head be removed."

Sun Houzi repeatedly said yes, and rushed to find something to eat for Chen Xuanzang.

Seeing Monkey Sun leaving, Chen Xuanzang sat quietly and waited for the arrival of the fast meal!
How did he know that the Sun Monkey he cursed just now is not Sun Wukong at all, but just a monkey hair!
Leaving the hillside, it has only flown dozens of miles.

Then he heard a shout from behind Monkey Sun: "Take it!"

Immediately, a bright white light appeared on Monkey Sun's body, and a monkey hair floated down.

At the same time, the small golden circle on top of its head, that is, the magic spell, also fell downwards.

Sun Wukong, who was following up, landed on the ground, grasped the small circle of magic spells in his hands, and his face showed joy: "Hey, that Maitreya Buddha has done all the tricks, and he still recruited my old grandson."

"It's alright this time, this curse belongs to my grandson!"

With a flash of golden light, Monkey King put away the magic spell.This treasure, for example, is not as good as the Golden Cudgel, but it is still somewhat effective for dealing with demons, gods and Buddhas.

It is impossible to lose it, put it away, and use it later.

Laughing twice, Sun Wukong went to a village and got some rice in a small temple.It's just that the rice has turned rancid.

"I told you Chen Xuanzang to instruct my old grandson to give you this bad meal today."

With a flick of the palm of the hand on the rotten rice, the rotten rice that was originally discolored and moldy changed its appearance.

The rice grains are full and crystal clear!
"I'll eat this for you!" Sun Wukong returned with the bowl of rotten rice.

After a while, we reached the hillside.

"Master, my old grandson is back!" Sun Wukong shouted.

Hearing the sound, Chen Xuanzang hurriedly looked over, and saw that the bowl was full of white rice grains.Previously at the old man's house, including yesterday's dilapidated manor, Chen Xuanzang ate only coarse grains and leftovers.

Such crystal clear rice meals really whetted his appetite.

So I found a branch and picked up the bowl of rice with big mouthfuls. It tasted sweet and delicious, as if I had eaten a delicacy.

"This monk has eaten bad food, but he still doesn't know."

"It's really stupid to eat so much!"

"You monk is bossing me around, thinking that you can restrain my grandson with the magic spell, but I don't know, my grandson has already seen through it."

Sun Wukong secretly said: "Monk, just wait, if you don't ruin the trip to the west of Lingshan Buddhism, my old grandson will not be called Monkey King. Hmph, eat, eat too much, it depends on how your stomach can bear it." !!"

"Hmm! Such a meal is really delicious." Chen Xuanzang, who wiped his mouth, ate very heartily, not even letting go of the last grain of rice at the bottom of the bowl.

When he was full and rested for a while, he greeted him: "Wukong, come here, help me mount my horse!"

mount?

Don't you, Chen Xuanzang, have hands and feet, why let my grandson support you.

Seeing Sun Wukong standing there without moving, Chen Xuanzang said in displeasure, "Hurry up and help me get on the horse, otherwise, I will have to recite that spell again as a teacher, and it will be you monkey who will suffer."

"Yes, yes, master, I will help you get on the horse right now." Lightly, Monkey King helped Chen Xuanzang onto the horse.

Master and apprentice, now hurry on the road!
It's just that the ride was bumpy, and Chen Xuanzang ate some bad food again.Just now, after walking half a mile, Chen Xuanzang's belly felt faint.

Hurry up and stop the horse!
Turning over from the horse, without saying a word to Sun Wukong, he clutched his stomach and ran towards the woods.

"Master, why did you stop, don't you hurry?"

"It's still bright today, we can't delay the time, it's better to arrive in Xitian earlier."

Chen Xuanzang turned his head to look at Sun Wukong, and said with an ugly expression, "Master, I have a stomachache, so I have to go to make things easier. You wait here. I'll come as soon as I go!"

(End of this chapter)