Chapter 12: On the Road
After Monk Ronghai left Erlin Temple, he carried Wukong for three days and three nights. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Tens of thousands of miles of road ran down without sleep, even the monk Rong Hai, who was a second-level martial artist who returned to the virtual realm, was already at the limit at this time.
Although he was anxious to rush to the Sealed Demon Mountain right now, he was too tired and needed a break.
Casually found a big stone in the dense forest, and as soon as Monk Ronghai put Wukong on the ground, he sat cross-legged on the big stone to meditate and recover his strength.
When he was in a hurry, he didn't have too many thoughts in his heart, but as soon as he sat down, countless chaotic thoughts followed him.
Unable to calm his mind, Monk Ronghai had to let out a long sigh and open his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the little fat man who fainted on the ground and looked angry.
As soon as he saw this little fat man, his heart was even more chaotic, as if it was a mess.
What was supposed to be a simple, easy-to-do task has now become very important, very sensitive, very tricky, very troublesome!
He didn't know what kind of sin he had created, or what virtue he had accumulated, so he casually saw a big man, a living Buddha who could cover the sky with one hand, turn the rain and turn the clouds, and could influence the people in the world with one word.
What is going on in the realm of Hedao, the great monk Ronghai can't imagine, after all, he is just a second-level martial artist who returns to the void, the realm of Hedao is really too far away from him, so far that he may be able to cultivate for another hundred lifetimes, and he still can't touch the edge.
But there is one thing he still knows, and the whole rivers and lakes also know, the saints who have reached the realm of Hedao, there are only 10 people known in 10,000 years and 5,000 years, 4 people from Buddhism, 3 people from Taoism and Confucianism, basically one in about 1000 years.
Every time a saint is born, the whole world will be followed by a very significant change, as for whether the change is good or bad, then it will all depend on the creation of the individual, 10 saints 10 changes, without one exception.
Since the last saint attained Nirvana 2,000 years ago, there has never been a saint in the world.
The current rivers and lakes, among the top eight forces, whether it is Buddhism or Demons, the warriors with the highest combat power are all warriors who return to the void realm, the difference is only how much, none of the eight major forces have the decisive and invincible power of the saints, so no one can swallow anyone, everyone can only reluctantly and awkwardly coexist peacefully.
At such a time, there is a person who is waiting for the Buddha in Buddhism, so you can imagine how important this person is.
The more Monk Ronghai looked at Wukong, the more he felt that he hated him, he wanted to throw Wukong away very much now, and then he quickly ran back to Fengmo Mountain to report the news, but he didn't dare, and he didn't dare to borrow him 800 guts, not only did he dare to throw Wukong away, he also had to make sure that Wukong was foolproof.
In order to protect his apprentice, Zen Master Shou'an even did not hesitate to reveal the realm he had been concealing, which shows how important his status as a little apprentice is in his heart.
If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, he must take care of Wukong no matter what, and Master Shou'an is indeed the real Buddha.
"Alas...... Alasββ,, people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away! What kind of great virtue did this little fat man accumulate in his previous life? Why is his life so good!" Monk Ronghai said to himself angrily when he saw that Wukong was about to wake up.
"Don't click me, don't click me, don't click me......" As soon as Wukong woke up, his eyes hadn't even opened, and he waved his arms frantically to protect his body, and shouted like a madman.
No way, Wukong is indeed about to go crazy, he is about to be a little crazy by Monk Ronghai!
When Wukong woke up for the first time, Monk Rong Hai opened the point without saying a word; When he woke up for the second time and just scolded a word, Monk Rong Hai opened the point without saying a word, and then in the next few days, he dared to say one more word, Rong Hai opened the point directly; he dared to eat a little slower, Rong Hai opened it directly; he dared to drink water a little slower, Rong Hai still opened it; even he dared to and pee a little slower, Rong Hai turned it on.
Wukong can see it now, he has fallen into the hands of Rong Hai, a bastard, that is, the blood mold that has poured eight lifetimes!
He doesn't want to say that he escaped back to Erlin Temple now, even if he speaks, it depends on whether Rong Hai gives him a chance to speak, if the other party doesn't give him, then ...... Let's go back to sleep.
Wukong secretly looked around, he found that he was now in a dense forest, Rong Hai seemed to be resting at this time, like this situation, he was very likely to be able to speak.
"Master Rong Hai, me, can I say a few words?" Wukong asked Rong Hai cautiously.
As for the question of how to get along with Wukong, Monk Ronghai has not considered it for the past few days, he feels that although Wukong's problem is more troublesome, it is not the first thing he has to think about now, so he didn't pay attention to it.
Anyway, the days ahead are still long, and it's not too late to solve it after a while.
So, Monk Ronghai said to Wukong angrily: "Say it." β
"Turtle son bastard, damn shrunken monk! Don't point at me if you have a kind, let me finish talking! What are you glaring at! You point at me! I know that you are a eunuch without a seed! If you have the ability, let me go back to Erlin Temple to practice for another 20 years, and after 20 years, you will come to me again to see if I can kill you at that time! Do you dare? If you are a leader, then you will let me go! Do you dare! Okay, I'm done, you can order me. Wukong raised his head and pouted his brother, glaring at Monk Ronghai with contempt.
Anyway, I can't escape anyway, so seize every opportunity to scold angrily, maybe the other party is a stupid person, or his head is dizzy, and he really let himself go, which is not completely impossible.
It's a pity that Monk Ronghai is neither stupid nor dizzy, although the two of them have only been together for a short period of three days, but Wukong, the bad temper of the little fat boy, he has already learned not once or twice.
When Wukong was allowed to speak, Monk Ronghai was already mentally prepared, so he didn't take Wukong's words to heart.
"You don't have to waste your mind anymore, I won't send you back to Erlin Temple. Monk Ronghai preached to Wukong straightforwardly.
"With your ability, where can you find child labor? Why do you just stare at me? Master Rong Hai, I beg you, you can let me go back. My master is so old, and he is alone in that little ruined temple, and I must go back to take care of him! As he spoke, Goku left tears in his eyes.
"Don't you know how high your master's martial arts are?" Monk Ronghai also heard Wukong say this for the first time, so he asked in surprise.
"Martial arts are useful, but they can't prolong life. Wukong wiped his tears and said angrily.
Monk Ronghai said: "Can't live longer? Is living for two or three hundred years longer considered longevity? Your kid is reincarnated twice, and it is estimated that the Shou'an Living Buddha is still alive and well." β
However, he can't tell Wukong about martial arts training, and he doesn't want to talk about it, and when the time comes, this kid will know the truth, and he will raise his tail to the sky.
"I'll be at the Sealed Demon Mountain tomorrow, and I'm going to do something in a while. If you're honest, follow me on errands. I won't order your acupuncture points, how about it?" Monk Rong Hai asked Wukong with a slight frown.
"Okay, I'll go with you. Wukong rolled his eyes and replied pretending to be very honest.
Monk Ronghai certainly heard the meaning of his words, but it didn't matter.