Fahai travels through Tang Sanzang

Chapter 230 It should have been promised by body, but the holy monk is a monk.
"Master."

After the brothers and sisters here fought and fought for a while, they calmed down very quickly. The daughter country is ahead. In the words of the master, compared with the monsters and ghosts when we came, this is the real test.

Because they are here by the Zimu River, telling them to be presumptuous and vent their anger.

It may not be effective, but it will have some psychological effects.

Among the few disciples, apart from Ba Jie, the other three disciples, Fa Hai, were not too worried. After all, Wukong's mind was not on this at all;

However, in recent days, his heart towards Buddha still remains unchanged, but it seems that his obsession with going to Lingshan has loosened a lot
The Great Sage saw his master sitting cross-legged under the tree silently, he stepped forward and asked curiously: "Master, why does it look like you are not very interested?"

"Know what a real monk is most afraid of?"

"Afraid of what?" The Great Sage scratched his head.

"Into the world of mortals."

"Why?" The Great Sage was a little confused.

"That's why many monks want to stay away from the world of mortals." Fa Hai stood up, straightened his robes, and said with a smile, "Because they are afraid of being in the world of mortals, so they won't be able to get out."

"Master is also afraid?"

Fa Hai shook his head and said, "As a teacher, I am already living in the world of mortals."

"Master, is he afraid that he won't be able to get out?"

"I'm afraid to go out by myself."

Great Sage: .
The Great Sage was most afraid that Master would say these unintelligible words, which sound like nonsense, but after careful consideration, it seems that there is some truth and the truth is different every time he thinks about it.

Sometimes it is even clear that the same sentence, just changing the context in his mind, or raising the tone, has a completely different meaning. His understanding is indeed very high, so high that he doesn't want to hear so many subtexts , only cause trouble.

I can't wait to learn Bajie's ability to pretend to be stupid.

What was the master thinking in his heart, the Great Sage didn't ask too much, anyway, for an eminent monk like Master, even the Heavenly Tribulation can't stop him, how can he be stopped by a mere daughter country?

Because there is a boatman ferrying them, there is no need for them to show off their ability to "cross the river with one reed". The master and apprentice boarded the boat. They were very surprised, after all, they knew that this place was the country of daughters, and now they saw it, and they knew that the daughters of the country of daughters, women do not give up to men.

Xu is a place of water and soil, although it is a lonely place, although the daughter's family does not cultivate the blood of the human race, they also practice secret methods, which are most suitable for the constitution of the citizens of the daughter's country.

This is also a very normal thing. If a country is full of weak women, it will be difficult to pass it on to this day even if it relies on the geographical advantage.

And this woman who punted the boat, in the world, is a master.

It's not a big problem to deal with a few little monsters who have practiced for a hundred years.So when I saw him and Bajie, I was not afraid.

When the Great Sage saw her for the first time, he thought it was another bodhisattva who set up a catastrophe here to trip them up.
The main reason is that there is one thing that makes the Great Sage very suspicious. They are obvious foreigners who want to drink the water of the Zimu River. As a local, she can see clearly from the sidelines, but she has no intention of stopping it.

When I got on the boat, when I saw the woman swinging her oars, her bright eyes kept looking at the master, but she never spoke. The master spoke first——

Fa Hai opened his mouth and asked, "The benefactor has gone wrong in his practice, so that his speech is hindered?"

The woman nodded with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes seemed a little bit surprised, but also a little bit regretful, and she seemed to say: This pretty monk is really extraordinary, he can see my crux at a glance. It's a pity that he is a monk.

"The secret method practiced by the benefactor is too heavy on the yin energy, without combing the yang channels, and the yin line overwhelms the yang. If the benefactor trusts the poor monk, the poor monk can use the Buddha's yang energy to recuperate the benefactor." Fa Hai paused for a while. , announced his name: "The poor monk Tang Sanzang is a monk who came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and learn scriptures."

The woman who punted the boat bowed to Master Sanzang with a serious expression.

When the boat landed, the Great Sage took some money to pay for the ferry, and the woman didn't refuse. She took the money first, and then tied the cable to a stake near the water, and invited them to enter the small courtyard by the river. her home.

She is the only one in the family, and the yard is not too small, but it is simple and simple, and it has a bit of the rural flavor of the daughter's country.

He took decent water, boiled it and made tea, and invited several elders to drink it.

Before drinking tea, Fa Hai motioned her to sit cross-legged on the side, chanting words, drawing out yang energy with Buddhist teachings, and helping her to regulate the obviously out-of-balance yin vessels all over her body.

Fortunately, this is not a disease, otherwise Fa Hai really has nothing to do.

It took about a quarter of an hour before Fa Hai finished her work. After the boat girl meditated for a long time alone, she slowly opened her eyes, cleared her throat first, her eyes became brighter, and she tried to say: "Ahem. .Thank you, Holy Monk."

Seeing that she still had something to say, Fa Hai and the others didn't open their mouths, they just waited for her to brew first.

"The little girl has lost her voice for ten years, and now she is ruled by the holy monk. The holy monk is so kind that I can't repay it." Although she spoke a lot more quickly this time, her expression became more and more complicated, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "It should have been done with the body. Xu, but the holy monk is a monk."

Her voice had just recovered. Although it was a little hoarse, the emotions contained in it could not be hidden.

I can't say that I love him, but I feel grateful and catalyzed. There seems to be some resentment, as if I resent Tripitaka for being a monk.

Seeing this, Fa Hai had no choice but to bow his head and softly chant the Buddha's name.

Several disciples held back their laughter, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud. It's been a long time since they saw the woman who was going to make a promise to their master.

No wonder Master was filled with unconcealable melancholy before stepping into this daughter's country, probably he had thought of such a scene long ago.

Ba Jie saw that Master rarely showed such a forceful appearance, and thought to himself: But these women are all kind-hearted daughters, not the kind of female goblins who can be saved by being cruel, hehe Master, is this daughter country, is it you Doom?
The Great Sage rolled his eyes, and said to himself, "This woman has a good plan. No wonder she knew that the master wanted to take care of her. I gave her money, but she took it because she was afraid that it would be worth it. I heard it as early as in Chenjiazhuang. Master Chen Dazhuang talked about the girls in this daughter country, but he dared to love and hate them. Now that he sees them, he really lives up to his reputation, but he also has a true temperament."

Wu Jing seemed expressionless, but in fact he had already unfolded the drawing paper and presented the scene in front of him on the scroll.

"Amitabha." Fa Hai recited the Buddha's name and was about to speak.

But the woman said softly: "Holy monk, don't talk too much. The little girl knows that the holy monk is dedicated to the Buddha. She shouldn't disturb Master's practice with this, but she can't calm down, so she blurted out her selfishness. It's the little girl's fault. We meet each other by fate, and we dare not expect too much."

Bitch!

The little white dragon trembled, and said in his heart: How can it be more difficult than a female fairy?

Fa Hai was stunned, this way. This is the first time he saw it. He obviously didn't do anything, but why did he feel that he had done something that was wrong to others?
(End of this chapter)