Under the dim firelight, Xuanzang sat quietly, his eyes closed, his lips trembled slightly, and he read the scriptures in Sanskrit.

   Lying on the straw mat in front of him was a middle-aged man, his face was slightly blue.

   On the other side of the corpse was a middle-aged woman with a ten-year-old boy.

  The boy tugged at the corner of the woman's clothes tightly, and the woman would raise her eyes to look at Xuanzang from time to time. There were still wet streaks on his cheeks.

   "Mother...what is he doing?"

   "Shh, don't talk. He killed your father."

   said, the woman hugged her child tightly in her arms.

   From beginning to end, Xuanzang recited the Buddhist scriptures as usual, as if they didn't say anything.

After a long time, Xuanzang opened his eyes slightly, looked at the woman, and kowtowed deeply. It is not clear whether he is bowing to the deceased or bowing to his family.

  The spacious room was lined with corpses, and countless family members stood in the distance, watching Xuanzang.

   "I'm sorry, it's all the poor monk's fault."

   For a split second, the woman covered her lips, tears falling down her cheeks. He hugged his child tightly.

   Xuanzang slowly got up while holding the front pendulum, and walked step by step towards the other corpse with no family.

   "Stop for me!" the woman suddenly shouted.

   Xuanzang's dangling feet paused slightly.

  The woman pursed her lips and quietly watched Xuanzang's back.

   In the dim firelight, the back figure was like a wall.

   Countless eyes were staring at him quietly, and those eyes were like sharp arrows, trying to penetrate Xuanzang's body.

   After a while, Xuanzang's toes landed gently, and he still walked to the side.

   "Stop for me! Give me the orders!"

  The woman was about to pounce, but was stopped by the two who came. However, they stopped the woman, but not the child.

  The child broke free from his mother's hand, rushed to Xuanzang's side like a catfish, grabbed his hand and bit him!

   for a moment. All the people were stunned. He stared blankly at Xuanzang, at the child who was biting Xuanzang's palm.

   Someone asked in a low voice, "Will something happen... The monkeys under him are very powerful..."

   Someone replied: "Should...probably not... Didn't he say to be kind? He would never treat a child..."

   For a while, no one knew what to do, they just watched silently. Watching the child bite Xuanzang's hand.

   Xuanzang also lowered his head slightly, watching with a calm expression, and looked at the angry child.

  The child held Xuanzang's hand tightly and stared at Xuanzang with round eyes. Little by little, until blood oozes from the corner of the mouth, everyone rushed towards here as if awakened.

   However, just when they came to Xuanzang's side and were about to stop the child, Xuanzang suddenly stretched out a hand and stopped them.

  Everyone was stunned, even the mother of the child stopped cursing.

   The child also looked at Xuanzang with a bit of astonishment, and let go of Xuanzang's hand slightly.

   under everyone's attention. Xuanzang squatted down slowly, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of the child's mouth.

   "I'm sorry... Your father is gone in the future, your mother, you are the only one who can rely on you. You must grow up well and be filial, you know?"

   Said, Xuanzang smiled lightly, and gently wiped the mud from the child's cheek with his thumb.

   The child blinked blankly and looked at Xuanzang. Tears that he had been holding back slid down his cheeks.

   stood up. Xuanzang folded his hands and bowed to the woman, then bowed to the child, turned and walked towards the next corpse step by step. From beginning to end, he didn't even look at his **** palm. As if that wasn't his hand at all.

   For a while, everyone was talking.

   "Is this monk crazy?"

   "Could it really be crazy?"

   "I heard that this was originally a mad monk, not a mad monk. How could he go around telling people what is good? That's not the scriptures of the Western Heaven at all."

   "If you want to say that, Your Majesty is really deceived by him. It's a waste of us to trust him so much."

   Everyone was whispering. Xuanzang didn't seem to hear it at all, just quietly doing his own thing.

  Monkey watched quietly through the window lattice, with the canopy and others standing behind him.

   turned his face sideways, he happened to see a young man standing not far away staring at him.

   "Woo!" When his eyes crossed, the monkey bared his fangs and let out a low growl without hesitation.

  The man was so frightened that his feet trembled, he turned and ran.

   When the man ran away, Tianpeng sighed leisurely: "Why?"

  Monkey rolled his eyes and replied, "I like it."

  Xiao Bailong immediately covered his mouth and laughed, attracting the attention of several people at once.

   "What should I do now?" Tianpeng sighed softly: "It's almost dawn, but they ordered the expulsion of guests... Who is going to tell Master Xuanzang?"

   Everyone looked at each other.

  Monkey looked around for a week, but finally said nothing, picked up the golden hoop and walked towards the gate.

  When the monkey opened the door and stepped into the house, everyone present trembled slightly and looked at the monkey vigilantly. Only Xuanzang seemed to have no idea that the monkey had come.

   Ignoring the gazes of others, the monkey swaggered towards Xuanzang. Wherever they passed, the family members of the deceased fled one by one.

   In the blink of an eye, in the huge room, only Xuanzang and the monkey were left, as well as the neatly arranged corpses.

   "We'll leave at dawn, what do you think?"

   Xuanzang ignored it and continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures attentively.

   Helpless, the monkey could only wait quietly with a golden hoop.

   After a while, Xuanzang finally opened his eyes and sighed softly, "The poor monk is going to stay for a few more days."

   said, he held the Buddhist scriptures, rolled up his cassock, and walked towards the next corpse.

   Since one hand was injured, the one-handed movement of rolling the cassock looked very clumsy.

  The monkey stared at the still bleeding hand and followed Xuanzang with a golden hoop.

   "Do I need to help you deal with the wound first?"

   "This is a lesson the poor monk deserved." Xuanzang shook his hands slightly and sat down little by little. It's like if you are not careful, the whole thing will fall down.

  Long time chanting, coupled with the injury on the hand, as a mortal, that energy. I am afraid it has reached the limit.

The monkey sighed lightly: "Let's go, people have already issued an expulsion order. Your Buddhist scriptures are useless, and... the dead do not need your comfort. One of the agreements I made with Kunlun Mountain is to compensate the deceased in the next life. These family members also Naturally someone will comfort you."

   Xuanzang shook his head slowly. Reaching out to open the Buddhist scriptures, he sighed, "That's their business, poor monk...just do what you should do."

   "What are you supposed to do?"

   "What can be done is what should be done. Chant sutras and appease the dead. This is the only thing a poor monk can do."

   "Nonsense." The monkey laughed and said: "What you should do is to quickly prove the Tao, not waste time here!"

   Before he finished speaking, Xuanzang clasped his hands together and began to recite the sutras attentively. Just ignore the monkeys.

   This conversation cannot go on any longer.

   Helpless, the monkey snorted coldly, turned around and left.

   "How's it going?" When he stepped out of the room, several other people surrounded him.

  Monkey shook his head: "God knows."

   Having said that, he has already walked towards the palace with a golden hoop.

  …

   "What Monkey King means... Master Xuanzang will stay for a few more days to save each undead?"

  In a room with candles. The Prime Minister looked up at the monkey cautiously. Around that place, there were still several important officials in the court who survived the disaster.

   Now, the whole of France is controlled by these few people. As for the new monarch... The king did not leave any heirs, and I am afraid that it will be possible to be born after some quarrel.

   "Yes, so we're going to stay for a few more days, is there a problem?" Said, the monkey leaned back on the chair and put his legs on the dragon case.

   The submissive people in front of him looked like his vassals.

   "But... didn't Monkey Daxian just say it? You have already made a deal with the Daxians, and you will compensate the dead in the next life. That being the case, what is the need for those undead to settle down?"

   "Yes, yes, since there is no need to settle down, I won't bother you all. It's better to leave early."

   all at once. Everyone chimed in. All the old faces were smiling.

  The monkey moved its legs, only to hear a loud bang, and the heel hit the table.

  Suddenly, everyone present lowered their heads in fright.

  Monkey leaned against the back of the chair and said leisurely: "I am very dissatisfied with what you just said, so I will say it again."

   For a while, the ministers looked at each other.

for a long time. The old prime minister raised his head slightly, wiped his cold sweat and said, "Imperial Monkey... It's not that I can't wait, it's just that I've already agreed with the immortals that a state funeral will be held tomorrow. When the time comes...the body will be gone, Master Xuanzang just wanted to recite the scriptures, but I'm afraid he has nowhere to recite it."

   "Told them to be buried in two days, and if they are not satisfied, let them talk to me!"

   Having said that, the monkey had already strode out with the golden cudgel in hand, and when he was about to go out, he slammed the door heavily. The ministers were so frightened that their hearts jumped to their throats.

  …

When    returned, Tianpeng and others were still standing there.

"Where have you been?"

   "I went to the palace to teach them how to behave." After speaking, the monkey glanced into the house through the window lattice: "How is it?"

   Canopy sighed softly: "What else can I do?"

  Everyone fell silent.

  In that room, Xuanzang was moving to the next dead person step by step, staggering. As if possessed by a demon, he did not dare to relax for a moment.

   Looking at Xuanzang's figure in the room, Tianpeng said softly: "What I'm most worried about right now is Master Xuanzang. It's not far from Lingshan. Just walking to Lingshan like this, can he really prove the Tao?"

   said, Tianpeng glanced at the monkey quietly again: "And you."

"what happened to me?"

   "You just..."

   "I'm all right." The monkey gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway... no matter what the final choice is, I have to deal with the Tathagata first. From now on, I will kill anyone who dares to stop me! Even myself!"

   When he said this, what appeared in the monkey's mind was the six-eared macaque he had seen in his dream, the face that was exactly the same as his own. (~^~)