Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

The sixteenth year of Zhenguan!
"Jiang Liuer! Jiang Liuer!" The abbot of Jinguang Temple walked over slowly.

The little monk was sitting by the river, and it seemed as if he could see the end of the river at a glance.

"Jiang Liuer!" The host was quite old and seemed out of breath after taking this step.

"Master." Jiang Liuer stood up immediately. "I didn't hear it just now."

"It's okay." The host rubbed his head sympathetically. "Is it because you miss your parents?"

"Master, tell me why they don't want me anymore."

"Master doesn't know either, but I think they have their own difficulties." The host sighed.

"What difficulties could they have?" Jiang Liuer's tone was already somewhat dissatisfied.

"Amitabha!" The old abbot didn't know what their difficulties were, but he thought that if there was a way, they would not abandon the child.

"Let's go. Master will cook your favorite vegetarian meal for you today."

"But I've always wanted to eat chicken legs." Jiang Liuer whispered.

"Monks cannot break their vows."

"I understand, Master!" Jiang Liuer said helplessly.

Zhang Qingdi and Little Toad were watching the Western woman dancing the Huxuan dance in the tavern.

The guys listening to the music in the brothel clapped and cheered.

These guys just cheered, but few gave rewards.

The Green Emperor scattered a handful of copper coins without mercy.

The dancer danced a little faster.

"Master, is this dancer the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi?" Xiaosheng couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Qingdi turned his head and asked with disdain, "Have you become stupid following this old monk?"

Last time, the old monk told Zhang Qingdi that he wanted Xiaosheng to inherit his mantle. In the end, Xiaosheng agreed, but he practiced both Buddhism and Taoism.

Xiaosheng looked at Zhang Qingdi even more helplessly.

After Zhang Qingdi came out of seclusion, he said he wanted to see the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. Then when they arrived in Chang'an, Zhang Qingdi plunged into the brothels and watched these female donors dance every day.

Fortunately, the old monk did not come. Originally, Zhang Qingdi asked him if he still wanted to see the reincarnation of Golden Cicada, but after the old monk met Xiao Yan, he lost all interest in these reincarnations of Golden Cicada.

Besides, now that Xiaosheng has inherited his mantle, he is very satisfied.

If the little saint can become a Buddha in the future, then the six-eared macaque and the little white dragon will be his left and right guardians. However, Zhang Qingdi has complained more than once that the left and right guardians found by the old monk are too weak.

"What are you looking for?" Zhang Qingdi said as he threw another handful of copper coins. "These female Bodhisattvas are no better looking than those real bald donkeys."

The little toad smiled bitterly. He naturally wanted to see the reincarnation of Golden Cicada.

After all, the monkey was waiting for this person, and he was eagerly waiting.

If I have seen it, I will go back and tell the monkey.

Zhang Qingdi originally wanted to criticize other entertainment venues, but seeing the little toad's impatient look, he took him to Jinguang Temple.

This Jinguang Temple is not big, it is a small temple.

But the location is good, with beautiful mountains and clear water, full of spiritual energy.

The little toad went forward and knocked on the door. After a while, an old monk opened the door. The little saint could tell at a glance that the old monk was not the reincarnation of the golden cicada.

"What brings you two donors here?" The old abbot looked at the two men.

You can tell at first glance that he is not an ordinary person.

He couldn't make out anything about the man in black robe behind him.

But the old abbot felt very close to the young man in green at first sight.

"We heard that there is a Jinguang Temple on this mountain, so we came here to take a look." The little toad said with a smile.

The old abbot smiled and said, "This small temple in the mountains is not worthy of your coming here."

"It doesn't matter how big the temple is, as long as there is a Buddha there, it will be sacred." The little saint said with a smile.

"Amitabha."

"Can we stay in this temple for a few days?" the little toad asked directly.

"Of course." The old abbot agreed immediately.

Emperor Zhang Qing didn’t want to live in this dilapidated temple at all. There was no female Bodhisattva dancing the Hu Xuan dance here!

"Jiang Liuer, come and take the two donors for a walk around." The old abbot called out to the person behind him.

"I'm here, Master!" Jiang Liuer ran over.

The first time he saw Jiang Liuer, the little toad knew that this was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.

Jiang Liuer walked forward with a smile. He was a little afraid when he saw Zhang Qingdi, but he felt very friendly to the little toad.

"Jiang Liuer, take these two donors to wander around the mountain first. I'll have someone arrange guest rooms for them." The old abbot said with a smile.

The young saint took out a piece of silver as an offering, and the old abbot felt that this young man had a connection with Buddhism.

Zhang Qingdi felt that he had given too much silver.

With such a large area, he went to the brothels to watch the Huxuan dance.

"I wonder what the two donors' names are!" Jiang Liu'er subconsciously distanced himself from Zhang Qingdi.

"Zhang Qingdi!"

"Zhang Jinchan."

"My name is Jiang Liuer. My master said that he would let me formally become a monk when I turn sixteen and give me a Dharma name." Jiang Liuer said with a smile.

Zhang Qingdi didn't find it funny at all.

The little toad smiled and said, "As long as your heart is sincere, those empty formalities are not important."

"I think so too, Donor Jinchan."

Jiang Liuer didn't know whether he had finally met someone he could talk to, or whether this guy was just a chatterbox.

Anyway, he kept chattering all the way.

Lord Qingdi wanted to make his mouth disappear several times.

However, the little toad talked to Jiang Liuer very patiently.

In less than half a day, the little toad turned from the donor of the Golden Toad into the Big Brother of the Golden Toad.

Zhang Qingdi yawned. It seemed that they were going to select an oiran today, so he had to go early to reserve a seat.

"Since you like it, just stay in Jinguang Temple." Zhang Qingdi said, "I'm going to Chang'an."

Jiang Liuer was full of envy when he heard about Chang'an. He had heard many people talk about Chang'an, saying that it was the most prosperous place in the world and a real paradise.

But he never went...

"Is Chang'an beautiful?" Jiang Liuer asked.

"Of course she is beautiful." This was the first time Zhang Qingdi had a serious conversation with Jiang Liuer. "That waist, those long legs, that big chest..."

"Master!" Xiaosheng cried helplessly.

Although Jiang Liuer didn't quite understand, he still felt that what Zhang Qingdi said was not serious.

But for some reason he wanted to go to Chang'an even more.

In the evening, Zhang Qingdi went to the brothel in Chang'an.

The little saint was chatting with the old abbot about Buddhist scriptures, and the old abbot was really shocked by the little saint.

For the first time, the old abbot felt his own shallowness and ignorance.

"Tell me the truth, are you the reincarnation of Buddha?"

"No." The little toad said with a smile. "I am actually a fairy."

When Xiaosheng said he was a demon, the old abbot and Jiang Liuer were not very scared.

"Brother Jinchan, are you really a goblin?"

"Yeah." Xiaosheng nodded with a smile. "But I won't hurt anyone."

"It turns out that there are fairies like Brother Jin Chan." Jiang Liuer couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Qingdi arrived too late and his front seat was taken away.

The seats at the front row are naturally not given to whoever comes earlier. As long as a dignitary comes, that seat will belong to him or her no matter how late the guest comes.

If Zhang Qingdi hadn't spent a lot of money these days, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to sit here.

Today, the group of people in Rui Baihua Tower are going to select an Oiran.

To be honest, Master Qingdi prefers the wild dance. If he wants to see the elegant dance, who can be more elegant than Chang'e? From beginning to end, Zhang Qingdi seemed to be in a mediocre mood.

Until the last oiran candidate appeared, the woman was dressed in white.

These candidates for the courtesan are naturally all very good-looking, but this one is the most eye-catching. This girl is charming but not coquettish.

But she is a real fairy!
Everyone in the audience seemed to be breathing faster, but Zhang Qingdi watched her performance indifferently.

Zhang Qingdi sincerely despised her. Other candidates relied on their real skills, but she used magic without any moral principles.

In the end, this enchantress became the oiran.

Zhang Qingdi was not so idle as to cause trouble for others, so after waiting for it to be over, he left.

"What's up, Wan'er?"

"The person who just left was a little strange." said the courtesan Wan'er.

"Do you need me to go and take a look?" asked the maid beside her.

"Don't make trouble, we are here for revenge." Wan'er said coldly. "After killing Liu Huan, we will go back."

"It's a pity that Liu Erlang didn't come."

"Don't worry, he will come sooner or later." Wan'er said.

When Zhang Qingdi returned to Jinguang Temple, Xiaosheng was preaching to the old abbot.

He went straight back to the guest room and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Jiang Liuer came to find them.

Zhang Qingdi looked at him in confusion. Xiaosheng came out of his room and said, "I promised to take him to Chang'an last night."

"Oh? Are you taking him to the Qunhua Bairui Tower?" Zhang Qingdi asked with a smile.

"Of course not!" said Xiaosheng.

The little saint is really a good demon. If he were any other demon, he would have been eager to take Jin Chanzi with him to reincarnate and have a good time in that kind of place.

It would be best if he could release his yang energy, that would be interesting.

In the end, Zhang Qingdi followed them to Chang'an.

Halfway through the journey, I met a bald monk.

This bald monk originally wanted to go to Chang'an, but he really couldn't walk anymore.

Jiang Liuer was kind-hearted and gave him some of his own dry food.

The bald monk followed them on their journey.

If Jiang Liuer wasn't brought along, Zhang Qingdi wouldn't be able to use even a single breath.

Now with a de-oiled bottle, Zhang Qingdi and his companions could only travel slowly.

Zhang Qingdi looked at the bald monk and said nothing more along the way. Although Xiaosheng could see that the bald monk was extraordinary, he had no idea which Dharma protector he was.

Anyway, they had no intention of harming Jiang Liuer, so it didn't matter if they let this bald monk follow them.

Finally, Jiang Liuer couldn't walk anymore, so Xiaosheng hired a carriage.

The bald monk wanted to get on the car without any hesitation.

"You are a strong man, but you have some bald spots on your head. Why do you want to ride in a carriage?" Zhang Qingdi said bluntly.

"Then the monk should follow the carriage." He said without getting angry.

Zhang Qingdi and the others got on their horses. Jiang Liuer was originally worried that the bald monk could not keep up, but he found that no matter how fast Brother Jinchan drove the carriage, it would go.

The monks also followed him steadily.

Arriving in Chang'an, Jiang Liuer looked at the magnificent city before him.

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"It's nothing but an illusion. After hundreds of years, it will be nothing but a pile of dirt." said the bald monk.

“But Chang’an will always live in people’s hearts, even though the people who built the city and lived in it may no longer be here.

But the Tang Dynasty and Chang'an have always lived in the hearts of the people on this land." Zhang Qingdi said seriously.

The little toad could also feel that the master seemed to have a special liking for Han and Tang.

The bald monk shook his head. "What's the point of living in the hearts of ordinary people?"

"Those ordinary people you mentioned should be the future Buddhas mentioned by your Buddha." Zhang Qingdi said sarcastically.

The Tathagata's Mahayana Buddhism is that everyone has wisdom and everyone can become a Buddha.

Zhang Qingdi occasionally heard the old monk and the little toad mention it.

The bald monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

"If you want to look down on ordinary people, cure the leprosy on your head first."

It was another elegant and easy-going day for Master Qingdi.

The bald monk felt that this monster was as vicious as their reputation said.

He was sent by Tathagata to secretly protect Jin Chanzi.

Zhang Qingdi’s arrival made him very nervous.

The last time the old monk and Zhang Qingdi met Xiao Yan, they were not nervous at all.

Because Xiao Yan was not the one who went on a quest for Buddhist scriptures, but Jiang Liuer was.

If anything happened to him, it would be unacceptable to Lingshan.

He then showed up without hesitation.

On the one hand, it was to protect Jiang Liuer, and on the other hand, it was to show Lingshan's attitude to Zhang Qingdi.

However, he also confirmed along the way that Zhang Qingdi had no ill will towards Jiang Liuer. But he still did not dare to be careless.

Xiaosheng took Jiang Liuer to the temple fair.

Zhang Qingdi wanted to go to the brothel to listen to music.

"What is a brothel?" Jiang Liuer asked curiously.

"Amitabha, don't listen and don't speak!" the bald monk said immediately.

The more he did this, the more curious Jiang Liuer became.

This would invisibly cast a layer of dust on Jin Chanzi's state of mind. Zhang Qingdi did not explain, but just turned and left.

At this time, the bald monk stood there in a daze.

He heard a shout, "Stupid!"

After a while, the bald monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

He said to Jiang Liu'er, "If you want to see what a brothel is, I'll take you there."

"Is it okay?" Jiang Liuer asked.

But when he saw that the little toad didn't express his opinion, he shook his head and said, "I'm not going. I want to go to the temple fair."

The bald monk wrongly blamed Zhang Qingdi.

Fortunately, Zhang Qingdi left, otherwise, seeing him in such a state, he would have chopped off his bald head and helped him heal completely.

After strolling around for a day, Jiang Liuer met a woman on the road.

In an instant, the bald monk was terrified.

"Is this your evil plan?" he asked the little toad.

"You monk, please keep your mouth clean. You have a filthy heart, so naturally you see everything in the world as filthy." The little toad cursed.

Jiang Liu'er looked at Wan'er with a blushing face; his candied haws accidentally stained her dress.

"It's okay." Wan'er smiled and shook her head.

She stretched out her hand to touch Jiang Liuer's head, but there seemed to be a golden light on the little monk's head, which scared her so much that she immediately withdrew her hand.

"I..." Jiang Liuer didn't know what to do for a moment.

How could he afford to compensate for the skirt?

"Jiang Liuer, I have to pay for this money for you. Can you pay me back when you make money in the future?" Xiaosheng spoke up to help Jiang Liuer out of the predicament.

"Okay!" Jiang Liu'er didn't dare to look at Wan'er's face again.

"No, he didn't mean it."

"Please accept it. If you don't accept it, your kindness today will become the cause and effect in the future." The little saint said seriously.

(End of this chapter)