[Journey to the West] Tucao Emperor who was delayed by Buddhism

Chapter 109 The Monster and the Monk

The little monk stayed in the monster cave for one day, two days, three days...

four days...

five days...

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On the first day, he said to himself confidently: Wukong will come to save me!

On the second day, he confidently said to himself: Sister Guanyin will come to save me!Although he is a man, he will come to save me!

On the third day, he said to himself confidently: Wukong won't quarrel with sister Guanyin, right?Even if Wukong can't come to save me, those two useless Bajie and Wujing should be able to come to save me!Although the two of them really have no part in learning the scriptures, they will come to save me!

On the fourth day...

The little monk suspected that if this went on, he would starve to death.

Although he is not a god who can survive by drinking fairy energy, monks do not consume too much energy when meditating. After all, he has a golden body from his previous life, so he lives longer than others, but on the fourth day At that time, even if he lived longer than others, he was still older than others. After all, he was still a physical body and could not break through the laws of physics, so he was dying and almost perished.

The little monk began to doubt: Will Sun Wukong and sister Guanyin come to save him?

Do you want to urge him remotely by chanting the magic spell?

The little monk thought about it and felt that this was not good. After all, Wukong was a good boy, and it was not good for him to chant mantras all the time.

So, in despair, the little monk called Pu Xian remotely.

The little monk felt cold all over, and shivered, he said, "Prince Samantabhadra, I'm trapped in the monster's cave. It's dark and dark, and it's so cold. I'm about to starve to death inside."

Puxian expressed his surprise: "The monsters who caught you didn't give you food? What did they eat when you were starved to death?"

The little monk said aggrievedly: "No, at the beginning they ordered me to eat, but it is said that their boss went out to fight with my apprentice and has not come back. They are not sure whether to give me something to eat..."

With the world in mind, Puxian said worriedly: "Ah, that's really pitiful. Don't worry, I'm the current person in charge of the scripture-learning task, and I'll help you ask."

Pu Xian was still very quick to inquire about gossip, and he turned around and said, "I've asked you, Guan Yin is already on the way, you have to wait a little longer."

The little monk was very aggrieved, but he himself was arrested, and the presence of Avalokitesvara was already very troublesome, so he was sorry to trouble Puxian any more, so he could only endure his hunger and said, "Okay..."

After talking with Puxian, the lonely and suffering little monk hugged him, trembling in the cave.

At this moment, a small head suddenly popped out of the door. To be honest, that head was too small, and the color was too close to the color of the stone, so the little monk couldn't see him clearly for a while.

It took him a long time to confirm that the moving creature with a head that was almost the color of a stone and big eyes was actually a living thing!

The little monster looked at him by the door, then looked outside, and retreated.

The little monk was really idle and had nothing to do, so he stared intently at the door. After a while, the stone head poked out again, his black eyes blinked, and suddenly he stretched out a hand and whispered to his hand: "The king said If you want to eat him, will you have nothing to eat if you starve to death?"

His hands are really not as flexible as human hands, they are just two pieces like a duck's beak, they can click and move, and they can also rotate 360 ​​degrees in all directions. He pretended to answer in a pinched voice: "Yes, yes, the king will be angry if he starves to death."

Little Shitou said to himself again: "But the king didn't say to give him food. If you give him food secretly, the king will be angry."

He took out his other hand again, pretending to be a man's mouth, tapped it, and this time answered in a rough voice: "The king is going to fight, he won't know. But he will know when the little monk is dead. "

Then, he took a glowing red peach and rubbed it on his dirty clothes. It was fine if he didn't rub it, but it would make it even dirtier if he rubbed it. He handed it to the little monk and said, "Here's something to eat."

After all, the little monk was still very afraid of monsters, so he hesitated for a while, took Tao Zi, and shrank in the corner as usual.

Little Shitou stretched out his hand again, pretending to say to himself: "You can't be so friendly to him, it will make you look like a traitor."

Then, raising his other hand, he said, "He's starving, it's all right."

The little monk gnawed on the dirty peach, not knowing what to say to the little monster, after a long while, he could only say: "Your two good friends are very interesting."

Little Shitou opened his eyes and looked at him for a while, then raised his hands and said, "The two of them are my best friends."

The little monk looked at his raised hands and didn't know how to communicate with him, so he reached out and patted his hand.

Little Stone sat in front of him for a while, his head tilted, and he stretched out his hands to put his head back in place.His whole body is a combination of several stones, his head is an irregular rhombus, as if he has been cut many times with a knife, and it has been cut into a strange head that is almost round but protruding everywhere. His eyes are big and shiny. , but there are no whites of the eyes, and there is no focus when looking at people, as if he is always innocent, but it is only because he has a stone head and cannot make expressions.

The little monk said: "What a coincidence, I also have an apprentice with a stone head."

It seemed that it took a long time for the little stone to realize that he was trying to get close, so he nodded, but his head fell to the ground with a click, and he had to pick it up again. monk.

The little monk felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and asked: "You are a good monster, why do you want to be with a pregnant monster? Isn't it good for you to practice freely in the mountains?"

Little Stone said nothing.

He stayed silent for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and said softly, "This monk is going to be eaten, don't talk to him, or you will be sad when he dies."

He stretched out his other hand and said roughly: "I won't be sad, just scare him."

Then he said himself again: "You two are really noisy!"

Little monk: ...

Although he didn't understand his way of dealing with himself, but he thought about it carefully, it took time to turn a stone into a spirit, and he couldn't move it. He must have been talking to himself very lonely for thousands of years.

Little Shitou suddenly said: "I want to scare you. In order to prevent you from being scared to death, I want to tell you in advance."

Little monk: "..."

He suddenly stretched out his hand made of two stones towards his eyes, and dug them out with a click.

The little monk was startled, screamed and pouted.

Little Shitou stared blankly at his fainted body, put back the gouged out eyes, and whispered: "Ah, I was too scared."

He poked the young monk's body cautiously, and was a little anxious when he saw that he was not moving.

He poked the little monk here, and poked the little monk there again, but he didn't move. Little Shitou looked at him sadly for a while, and said to himself: "I was scared to death."

He dug out one of his eyes again, put it in the palm of the little monk, and said sadly, "I was scared to death."

He looked left and right, and suddenly found a bucket of water at one end of the cave, so he moved it over and muttered to himself: "The last time the tree demon watered it, he came back to life."

Then, he poured a whole bucket of ice water on the little monk, so frightened that the little monk came to his senses, and looked around in astonishment. Looking at the palm of his hand, there was something suspected to be his eye, and he was startled again, jumping up.

It should be noted that although he has water to drink, he has not eaten for several days, and now he is frightened one after another and is very frightened.

He quickly stuffed the eyes back into Xiao Shitou's palm, and said in horror: "Give it back to you, I don't want this!"

Xiaoshi drooped his head and muttered: "I didn't give it to you again."

The little monk couldn't bear the way of getting along with him anymore, so he found a corner to hide by himself, was scared and recited scriptures in his heart, and he didn't forget to add: monsters are not good things.

After a while, the little stone suddenly slammed, stood up, rattled and walked out.

As soon as he left, the little monk breathed a sigh of relief. He gasped weakly in the corner, missing his apprentices and his sister Guanyin.

But not long after, the stone came back again, this time holding another peach in his hand, and then rubbed it on the dirty clothes again, sitting next to him as if he didn't intend to give it to him.

He didn't speak, and looked at the little monk with his big eyes wide open. The little monk couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only repeat the question just now to get close to him:

"You are a good monster, why do you want to be with a pregnant monster? Isn't it good for you to practice freely in the mountains?"

The little stone rubbed the peach on the clothes several times, as if subconsciously felt that it was clean, and then handed the dirty peach to the little monk: "That's different."

"Follow the king and have meat to eat."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head proudly: "In this way, I am a high-level monster."

However, when he said this, he moved too much, and his head fell off with a click. He fumbled on the ground for a long time, finally found it, and put it back again.

The little monk was startled: "You are a stone, so you can eat?"

It's fine if he doesn't say it, but when he said that, Little Shitou suddenly stretched out a stone hand and tightly covered his mouth: "Hush!"

After looking around worriedly for a while, seeing no one came, he said: "You can see it yourself, don't tell others!"

The little monk looked at him blankly, and didn't know what he was talking about, but since the monsters in the mountain couldn't use their brains well, he didn't dare to say more, for fear of making him angry and silence him.

Little Stone said: "Okay, I lied to them by pretending to eat, but if you tell them, they won't play with me."

Little monk: "...do you still have a chain of contempt?"

Xiaoshi rubbed his belly: "I have neither stomach nor intestines. If they find out that I have neither stomach nor intestines, they will look down on me."

Little monk: ...

These monsters in the mountains are really different.

Xiaoshi moved his arm, and suddenly turned his head 180 degrees and fell over, facing the little monk with the back of his head.Anyway, his whole body was made of rocks, and there was no pressure to turn around. He carefully pulled out one of the grass on his back, turned his head back, and looked at the little monk, hesitating for a while, feeling pain like cutting flesh. Said: "You, if you don't say it..."

He spread out his palm, and a small flower bud rested on the thin grass stalk, lying on the cold palm of the stone.

"This little flower is for you."