Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 15
It was close to noon when Xuanzang got up, washed up a little, and was ready to go on the road.

According to his current physical body, he does not need to wash at all, the dust does not stick to his body, and there is a fragrance in his mouth, but the habit he has developed over the years makes him still wash a little bit, which is considered refreshing.

After taking off the bridle of the white horse and releasing it, he carried the burden on his back, held the purple gold bowl in his left hand, and held the nine-ringed tin staff in his right, and walked forward with a smile on his face.

Xuanzang's footsteps were relatively fast, and within a few days he approached the border of the Tang Dynasty alone, and came to a dense forest.

The ancient trees here are towering, and the green vines are entwined. Every step you take can drive out many insects. There are still toads lying in the shallow puddles, making strange noises from time to time.

As soon as I entered the jungle, the temperature dropped a lot, the light was dimmed, and all kinds of birds were singing apes, so it was very lively.

Xuanzang felt as if he was on an outing and exploring. A sense of novelty emerged from the bottom of his heart. It was completely different from the later 21st century forest parks, where novelty hunting was much more interesting.

The snakes and giant centipedes winding out from time to time frightened Xuanzang. Although he knew that he should be strong and could destroy this jungle with a radius of hundreds of miles with one punch, he saw this kind of seepage. Human guy, still feel hairy.

Look east and look west.

It even made him discover several spices of later generations, wild pepper, sansho, cardamom, and cumin.

Harvested them without hesitation and kept them well, leaving a few plants to let them continue to multiply, and stuffed the others into the package, intending to dry them in the sun when they have time.

I walked for a long time with the interest of playing, and I haven't left the jungle until the evening. The sun is setting, the tired birds return to the forest, and the jungle becomes quiet. Except for the crickets and old crows flapping their wings at night, the jungle is more like the daytime. Suddenly entered another world.

While it was still dark, Xuanzang found a dry place and planned to spend the night where he was. It was unnecessary to stay up all night. First, this was not the Internet age of his previous life, so there was nothing to do at night; second, because the Buddha If there is no overtime pay, why give him overtime to hurry?
Using the burden as a pillow, I found a clean green grass and prepared to lie down and sleep.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a gust of evil wind not far behind.

The cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

A tiger came looking for food, and roared in its mouth, it rushed towards Xuanzang.

The fishy wind hits the face, and the stench is on the body!
Not far away, a hunter in Yigui Mountain had been chasing the tiger for a long time. Seeing that the tiger was about to hurt someone, he felt anxious and drew his bow to shoot, but he was stunned by the following scene.

Seeing the tiger rushing towards him, the handsome monk in white didn't panic at all, instead of retreating he advanced, and hit the tiger's head lightly with an ordinary punch.

The tiger seemed to have been bitten by lightning, and suddenly stopped, lost its breath, and fell to the ground without moving.

"This..." Orion was stunned and hurried over.

The nearby monk heard him muttering something, "Fortunately, I didn't use too much force, otherwise the flesh and blood would be gone." Orion's heart was agitated when he heard this, and he saluted respectfully: "Master, did the tiger hurt you just now?" ?”

It was getting closer, and with the help of the faint setting sun in the sky, I could see the appearance of this little monk clearly.

Red lips and white teeth, face crown like jade, what a handsome monk!

Xuanzang was about to mention this tiger and deal with it, when he heard someone calling him not far away, so he raised his eyes.

The person who came was dressed in animal skins, carried an iron-grained wooden bow on his back, and had a dagger hanging around his waist. His arms were bare, and he looked extremely powerful.

After seeing the back cage and some traps after getting up, he realized the identity of this person, probably a hunter who entered the mountain.

"No, this little cutie has already been saved by me!" Xuanzang grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth.

Orion touched his head, wondering to himself: "Cute?"

baffling!

But he didn't dare to offend this expert, seeing that he had nothing else to do, he cupped his fists and said goodbye.

"Master, since it's all right, I'm going down the mountain. Master spends the night in this jungle. Be careful. It's better to light a fire. It's safer!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. He was just reminding him kindly, but he knew that such a strongman who could kill a big bug with one punch would definitely not be afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants.

"Wait!"

Orion turned around and froze, then turned around and asked with a smile, "I don't know what orders Master has?"

Xuanzang squeezed his chin, lifted the two-meter-long tiger with one hand and asked, "Can you skin it?"

Orion heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "Yes, yes, do you need me to help you deal with this tiger?!"

"Help me skin this tiger, leave me this tiger skin and a thigh, and give you the rest of the flesh and blood!" Xuanzang threw the tiger at the feet of the hunter.

Orion was overjoyed when he heard the words and said: "Okay, no problem, the younger one is named Liu Qingshan, and he is a nearby Orion. I will help you deal with it."

Liu Qingshan first found a few stones, built a circle, then lit a fire with dry wood, took out a sharp knife from his arms, roasted it on the flame, and began to peel the skin.

The scene was somewhat bloody, Xuanzang sat on a rock not far away, closed his eyes and recited scriptures earnestly, to save the tiger.

"Ding, honorable group leader, I found that ten points of merit can be absorbed, which can be converted into one thousand points. Do you want to absorb it?"

Xuanzang was startled when he heard the prompt.

Does this work too? !

He hurriedly asked the system with his mind, "Can all group members use the super undead to obtain merit points?"

"Because the world the group leader lives in is special, it is in a period of catastrophe, and the group leader is a person who should be robbed, so the merit points generated during the period of catastrophe are all floating around the person who should be robbed, and the system can absorb it. If you don't absorb it, these merits will automatically merge with the fate of the group leader after a while, and it is possible for other people to obtain these merits through karma before then." The system replied.

"Oh, that's how it is!" Xuanzang understood completely now, no wonder there were so many gods and ghosts with backgrounds who came to help on the Westward Journey.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, this group of gods and Buddhas used me as a pawn to seek merit, but I didn't give it to them!

Xuanzang had some calculations in his heart, and after absorbing the merits, he continued to close his eyes and read the sutras.

The Orion moved very quickly, and within a few quarters of an hour, he peeled the skin, washed it with stream water, tied it to a nearby tree trunk and hung it up to dry.

"Master, this tiger has been dealt with, look..." Liu Qingshan walked cautiously to Xuanzang and said in a low voice, as if he was afraid of offending him.

Xuanzang opened his eyes, and said with a Hexi smile, "Amitabha! Thank you to this strong man, it's getting late, quickly grab the remaining tiger meat, and go!"

Liu Qingshan hurriedly replied: "Master, farewell!"

After all, he turned around and left, and disappeared into the jungle after a while.

Xuanzang glanced at the tiger skin hanging to dry in the air, and in his heart he planned to ask someone to help him make a tiger fur coat, just that kind of windbreaker style, the kind of windbreaker.

In the original TV series, Tang Seng sewed a tiger skin skirt for Sun Houzi himself, but he is not that Tang Seng, he is Jiang Qiyu, so he must not do that.

because……

It is impossible to do needlework, impossible to do needlework in this life!
On a clean rock that had been washed, a bloody thigh was lying there quietly. Xuanzang added a few sticks of firewood to the fire, and then grabbed the thigh.

"Suck it~"

Xuanzang hadn't eaten meat for a long time, swallowed his saliva, and prepared to roast it to taste the taste of tiger meat.

From the corner of the eye, I saw that rock, and there seemed to be something else.

Taking a closer look, Xuanzang couldn't help showing a mysterious and strange smile on his face.

Hehehe, this thing is great!

(End of this chapter)