Rebirth of the mad demon of the journey to the west

Chapter 8 The way of troubled times, the scriptures are lost (please ask for a ticket)

In a daze, Sun Xiaoyi gradually regained consciousness.

It seems that someone is talking in the ear.

"Daddy, this little monkey is so cute, why did you kill him?"

"Oh, boy, there is a famine in the village, and we ate everything that could be eaten. Daddy picked it up at the seaside. If we don't eat it, our whole family will starve."

"But, Dad, why is there so much food in the village chief's house?"

"Shh, boy, don't talk about the village head's family anymore. Go, go back to the house and stay with your mother. Daddy killed this monkey, and he will have meat tonight."

"I don't, Daddy, I watch you kill, and when I learn it, I can help you."

"Alas...the world is unfair, and the world is upside down. I am a dignified son, but I have also been reduced to picking up a butcher's knife, killing people, and doing whatever it takes to support my family. Sigh..."

Hearing this, Sun Xiaoyi's whole body trembled violently, and he woke up immediately.

Quickly opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man who looked like a frail scholar standing beside him, holding a chopping knife in both hands, and was gesturing at his neck.

Seeing that he had finished gesticulating, he immediately raised the hatchet and was about to chop it down.

Sun Xiaoyi roared anxiously: "Wait a minute."

His roar was extremely sudden and loud, and the shocked scholar screamed "Ahh!" The hatchet in his hand fell directly, and was nailed to the chopping board with a clang.

Fuck me, this hatchet is too sharp.

Sun Xiaoyi's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and his hatchet fell and was nailed to his crotch, almost cutting off his own lifeblood.

Looking at the scholar again, he staggered back in shock from Sun Xiaoyi's roar, hugged a child beside him, turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran, "Monster, monster..."

Listening to his hysterical shouting, there is such a big commotion that the whole village may come in a while.

If I don't run away and wait for them to come back, I'm afraid they will all be stewed, and it won't be enough for the villagers to beat their teeth for sacrifice.

Thinking of this, he immediately struggled frantically.

But I didn't expect that this damn scholar was tied quite tightly, didn't everyone say that the scholar has no strength to restrain a chicken?
How did you tie the rope so tightly?
After struggling for a long time, but still unable to break free, Sun Xiaoyi was sweating anxiously, and hurriedly looked around to see if there were any tools that could be used.

At the same time, the hands and feet continued to struggle.

At a certain moment, a strange feeling suddenly came to my heart, and then, my heart moved, yeah?How could his tail be so flexible?
I didn't know how to control it just now, but suddenly felt the tail move twice.

Once this feeling was born, I immediately felt that the tail was as flexible as my own hands and feet, and it was quite strong.

In the past, based on human nature, I never thought that I could use a tail.

At this time, there was already a lot of noise outside. Listening to the noise, I am afraid that there are still many people coming.

Sun Xiaoyi was very anxious, and immediately rolled up the hatchet that fell on his crotch with his tail, and then quickly cut off the thick hemp rope on his body.

At the moment before a group of people rushed into the house, they swished along the top beams and jumped up to the beams, hiding behind the crossbars on the beams.

In ancient houses, the roof was supported by a thick beam.

Sun Xiaoyi is still small now, just enough to cover himself.

As soon as he disappeared, a group of people rushed in from the room, some with axes, some with heads, and some with hammers.

The funniest thing was an old lady who rushed in with a feather duster.

Everyone came in and saw that the rope on the chopping board had been cut, and the monkey had long since disappeared. They all complained about the middle-aged scholar.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you are too flustered. The sky is bright and bright, where are the monsters. It's a pity that there is a monkey. It can be eaten for half a month if it is divided into our family's thigh."

"That's right, it's good now, the monkey ran away by itself, right?"

"Her aunt, don't tell me, Mr. Zhang said he was tied tightly, why did he run away by himself? Could it be that he really became a ghost?"

"Ah bah, ghost? Notify a certain family earlier, as soon as I go down with a hoe, the ghost will also turn into a meatloaf."

……

All of a sudden, there was a lot of talk and discussions from below.

Sun Xiaoyi escaped the catastrophe, his mood relaxed, and he couldn't help but want to laugh on it. These villagers and foolish women, are they hungry and stupid?

Caught a monkey, as for that?
If he hadn't run away and was killed and eaten by them, the whole family would have just shared a pot of soup.

It’s really strange, it’s only been more than 130 years since Tang Monk came back from the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, Nanfang Buzhou has the border of the Tang Dynasty, so he shouldn’t have to worry about food and clothing, right?

How to listen to these people complain, as if living in dire straits.

The people below complained for a while, but the middle-aged scholar remained silent, frowning as he looked at the rope and hatchet on the chopping board.

After a while, the villagers dispersed.

After everyone had left, the scholar suddenly lowered his head and said to the little doll beside him, "Boy, go and close the door."

"Hey." The little baby turned her head and closed the door.

The scholar took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, straightened his turban again, then bent over in the direction of the pillars, and saluted.

"The Monkey Immortal, Zhang Huaide, for his family's livelihood, had to use the butcher's knife, which ruined the name of the sage. Because the world is dark, the people are in dire straits, and monsters are everywhere, making it difficult to survive. If the Monkey Immortal is psychic, please grant Zhang There is a way out. The child is young and has not eaten for two days, and if this continues, I am afraid that time is running out."

After the scholar finished speaking, he bowed a few more times, then raised his head to look at the top of the beam, and said sadly, "I also ask the Monkey Fairy to be merciful and show me the way out."

"Daddy, who are you talking to? Where is the Monkey Fairy?" The little boy beside him was stunned and asked loudly while pulling the scholar's pants.

"Come here, boy, kneel on the ground and kowtow to the Monkey Fairy." The scholar pulled Xiaowazi over and made him kowtow to the ground.

Although the little boy looked puzzled, he was quite obedient and well-behaved. He kowtowed whenever he was asked to kowtow, and his head thumped loudly.

Sun Xiaoyi on the beam saw the behavior of the two men, and was amazed in his heart.

He should have hidden himself quite well, how did this scholar discover himself?
Moreover, he actually calls himself a Monkey Immortal now?

Listening to the sound of the child kowtowing below, Sun Xiaoyi thought to himself, I feel a little sorry for being smacked by this little doll unintentionally.

He frowned and pondered for a while, then turned over and sat up, showing his figure, raised his legs on the beam, looked at the scholar below and said with a smile: "As expected of a Juren, I actually know that Old Sun is hidden on top."

Seeing that Sun Xiaoyi appeared automatically, Zhang Huaide excitedly clasped his fists to salute, and said urgently: "My God, please save Zhang's family, save this Xiawan village."

"Wait a minute, don't beg me, just pull the little boy up first." Sun Xiaoyi hurriedly waved at him. In all fairness, such a gift from a poor family is not blessed to be accepted.

Zhang Huaide was full of joy, pulled Xiaowazi up, then looked up at Sun Xiaoyi and said, "Dare to ask Monkey Immortal, can you forgive Zhang for his previous rude behavior."

"Excuse me, forgive me, let me ask you, there is a prosperous Tang Dynasty on Nanbuzhou, why do you all seem to be living in dire straits?"

"Alas, the Monkey Immortal avoids the world, so he must not know the world today. The world is in chaos, and false Buddhas are rampant, deceiving the world. The world does not know the door of Confucianism, Law and Taoism, but Sakyamuni. The country, from the monarch to the powerful ministers, is incompetent and careless .Outside tigers and wolves are in power, and monsters are rampant. There is no peace and prosperity now."

Hearing Zhang Huaide's indignation, Sun Xiaoyi asked in amazement: "What does it mean that false Buddhas are rampant? More than a hundred years ago, Tang Sanzang traveled thousands of miles to obtain the true scriptures. How can there be false Buddhas now?"

"The Monkey Fairy didn't know something. The Tripitaka's scriptures returned to the east, and they preached the scriptures in Daci'en Temple. After the scriptures were interpreted, Tang Sanzang was summoned by the Arhats and returned to the Buddhist world of Lingshan in the west. After nearly a year, the world was peaceful and there was a prosperous age. years."

"And then, how did it change?"

"Later, I heard that one night, there were sobs and mournful crying from Da Ci'en Temple. At noon the next day, it was reported in the capital that all the abbots and novice cooks in the Ci'en Temple died tragically. The true interpretation of Sanzang disappeared."

"What? The Tripitaka is lost?"

Hearing this, Sun Xiaoyi blurted out in surprise.

This is really explosive news. In less than a hundred years, the scriptures that Tang Seng retrieved were lost?
(End of this chapter)