Journey to the West: God’s Choice

“Huh!”

Zhu Bajie suddenly chuckled, pointed to the stone tablet on the shore and said: “Great Sage, Master, look quickly, there are still some small words on that stone tablet. ”

“Huh?”

Tang Sanzang got down from the little white dragon’s body, walked to the stone stele, looked up, and whispered: “Eight hundred quicksand rivers, three thousand drowning deep, goose feathers can’t float, and the reed flowers are sinking.” ”

Literally, this river is very difficult to get through.

On the huge river, there is not even a boat, and it is white.

“Ugh!”

The little white dragon transforms into a human form.

“Boom!”

A wave of water crashed against the shore.

“Master, be careful.”

Zhu Bajie stepped forward to help Tang Sanzang and said out loud.

Tang Sanzang walked up to Sun Sheng and said in a loud voice: “Great Sage, look at this river, how should we get over?” ”

Sun Sheng did not speak, his eyes looked at a place in the river.

Tang Sanzang saw Sun Sheng’s appearance, his heart moved, and he asked out loud: “Great Sage, is there anything strange in this river?” ”

“Gollum… Gollum…”

At this moment, the water area that Sun Sheng was looking at suddenly burst out of dense blisters.

“Master be careful, there are monsters!”

Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong saw the abnormality in the water, and quickly stepped forward to hide Tang San behind them, and their eyes looked at the water vigilantly.

A moment later!

“Hoo-la-la!”

The water wave rushed into the sky, and a figure stood on the water column.

“Hahaha!”

The sand monk let out a rampant laugh, looked at Tang Sanzang with murderous intent, and said in a loud voice: “Another monk who sent him to death.” ”

“Huh?”

When Zhu Bajie saw the appearance of the sand monk, his expression was suddenly shocked, and he shouted in a lost voice: “Roll the curtain! ”

When he was in the Heavenly Court, Zhu Bajie and the Roller Curtain were friends, and at that time he was still called Tiancang, the marshal who controlled the power of the Heavenly Court’s soldiers and horses, and if it weren’t for the Roller Curtain inadvertently revealing to him about the eastern transmission of the Dharma, perhaps he would still be the high-ranking Marshal of the Heavenly Court.

Although the field where Zhu Bajie fell to this day is related to the roller shutter, but his heart is not very roller shutter at all, and everything was his own at the beginning.

“What a roller curtain, I am a sand monk of the Tongsha River.”

The sand monk looked at Zhu Bajie coldly and said out loud.

“Huh?”

When Zhu Bajie heard the words of the sand monk, his expression was stunned, and then he said in a loud voice: “Roller Curtain, I am the canopy, don’t you know me?” ”

He thought that the roller shutter was because of his appearance at this time, so he did not recognize himself.

“Less nonsense, I don’t know you, if you know you, hand over the monk behind you, and I may let you live.” The sand monk stretched out his hand and pointed at Tang Sanzang and said coldly to Zhu Bajie.

“This…”

Zhu Bajie looked at the sand monk, and saw that he looked at him with a strange look, this appearance was definitely not pretended, and he immediately knew in his heart that after the rolling curtain nether realm, he should have encountered some major changes.

Otherwise, with Zhu Bajie’s hypocrisy when he was in the Heavenly Court and the roller shutter, he would not have shown such a look.

Sun Sheng stared at the string of skull necklaces around the sand monk’s neck, his brows furrowed.

The presence of the sand monk on the entire road to obtain sutras is even lower than that of Zhu Bajie, and there is only a word about his origin, only knowing that he is the personal guard of the Jade Emperor, and there is no detailed description of where the sand monk came from.

In the original work of “Journey to the West”, there was a record that before the sand monk met Tang Sanzang, he was a demon in the Liusha River, specializing in eating sutra people, and the skulls of nine of them did not sink into the water and were worn by him around his neck.

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine!”

Sun Sheng counted the skulls on the sand monk’s neck, no more, no less, exactly nine.

It was once said that the skulls of the nine sutra takers worn on the head of the monks were the first nine of Tang Sanzang.

This is obviously impossible, and the timeline is not right.

“Huh?”

Sun Sheng’s expression moved, and he suddenly felt a touch of Buddha light on the sand monk.

This Buddha light flashed away, and if Sun Sheng hadn’t been staring at the sand monk closely, I am afraid that he would not have been able to discover this Buddha light.

“Buddha Gate!”

A flash of realization flashed in Sun Sheng’s heart, and his eyes looked to the west.

There was a faint speculation in his heart that the appearance of the sand monk at this time was definitely related to the Buddha Gate, or in other words, from the beginning, the Buddha Gate had some kind of connection with the Sand Monk, otherwise, how could he appear Buddha light on his body as a man-eating monster.

Buddha light on monsters, although rare, is also possible.

However, the sand monk is different, he eats people, and there is more than one person, and after eating people, in addition to his own relationship with the Buddha Sect, Buddha light cannot appear on the monster.

Through many speculations, Sun Sheng faintly guessed that the loss of the sand monk must have something to do with the Buddha Gate.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this immortal is no exception, and the same is true of Buddhism.

The eastern transmission of the Dharma is the manifestation of the heavenly path, which is related to the luck of the Buddha.

There is no doubt that this is a big thing, because it involves the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and the power of merit will inevitably be generated in it.

There must be more than one person in the Buddhist sect who knows about this, even if they don’t know it at first, but they will know it later.

Then, some people began to pay attention to the eastern transmission of the Dharma, wanting to take away this merit in advance.

Of course, they have no idea that their chances of success in this behavior are very low, and if they do not succeed, they will waste this opportunity for the great prosperity of Buddhism.

For example, he put the sand monk in the Quicksand River and asked him to kill all those who wanted to cross the river.

In this way, the opportunity for the great prosperity of Buddhism will be single-handedly promoted by Rulai, and finally the person he selected, that is, Tang Sanzang, the reincarnation of the golden cicada, will complete the eastern transmission of Buddhism, and finally let the Buddha gate attract great prosperity in the East.

If it is a quasi-saint’s cultivation, and when the sand monk is in the lower realm, it is the cultivation of the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the gap in cultivation between the two is too great.

In this case, if you want to do something on the sand monk, it is too simple.

“Sand Monk!”

After Sun Sheng figured out what happened, his eyes looked at the sand monk with a faint smile on his face, and only in this way could he explain that the sand monk was able to enter the scripture retrieval team later.

Otherwise, if the sand monk killed so many sutra takers, nine of them were still sutra takers with mana in their bodies, how could they still participate in sutra retrieval in the end, which was obviously impossible.

“Kill!”

The sand monk looked at Tang Sanzang with a hint of killing intent in his eyes, and waved the Demon Lowering Treasure Staff in his hand and flew towards Tang Sanzang.

“Roller Blind, are you crazy?”

Zhu Bajie saw the sand monk coming towards Tang Sanzang, shouted loudly, pulled a nine-toothed nail rake, and flew forward to stop the sand monk.