Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 22 Why is there Yan Chixia here?

While talking, the two followed the road and continued to move forward.

As the setting sun shines, a hundred birds return to the forest.

between the lines.

A majestic and precipitous mountain suddenly appeared, cutting across the eyes.

The ancient trees are deep and the clouds are steaming.

In the depths of the forest, ferocious and frightening beast roars could be heard from time to time.

"Ok?"

Bodhidharma froze his steps and frowned slightly.

Seeing Bodhidharma's expression changed, Su Tianxin hurriedly asked, "Holy Monk, what's wrong?"

"It's demonic!"

Dharma's pupils shrank.

With piercing eyes, look around.

But seeing the sky above the mountain forest, there was a strong poisonous mist and evil spirit.

Su Tianxin looked around and asked vigilantly, "Could it be that there are monsters haunting this mountain?"

If it's just some monsters, that's fine.

All things have spirits, and all can become Buddhas!
It is not easy for sentient beings to cultivate, whether it is a demon or a human being, as long as one is dedicated to goodness, in Bodhidharma's eyes, there is no difference.

However, Bodhidharma clearly found that there was some resentment entangled in that evil spirit.

"Bold and monstrous, how dare you harm the traveler in the past!"

Dharma raised his eyebrows.

When encountering such monsters and ghosts, he couldn't stand by and watch.

"I'll accompany the holy monk into the mountains for a walk!"

"it is good!"

Dharma nodded.

A winding and rugged mountain road, drilled into the depths of the alpine clouds, dark and bottomless.

The two were about to enter the mountain.

Just then.

A rumbling sound came from far behind.

Looking back, I saw a caravan composed of more than ten people slowly driving towards this side.

The leader is a bearded man.

He has a handsome appearance, a curly beard in a bun, sloppy clothes, and a sword case on his back. There is a sense of vicissitudes of life between his brows.

Daoist people?

Dharma took a look and immediately understood.

Glanced over the sword box behind him, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

"what?"

Bodhidharma suddenly felt familiar.

Don't wait for him to speak.

The man shouted from a distance: "The two in front, are you going to enter the mountain?"

While talking, striding forward, he has already caught up.

"Exactly!"

Dharma clasped his hands in salute.

Looking up and down Bodhidharma, he saw that he was wearing a white monk's robe, with a slender figure and a face like a crown jade, so he couldn't help but feel good about him.

As for Su Tianxin who looked like a fairy next to him, he just glanced lightly.

Soon, his eyes returned to Bodhidharma.

"Little monk, in this Hundred Foot Mountain, there are monsters haunting them every day, killing travelers, sucking blood and marrow, and the methods are extremely cruel..."

The bearded man said.

"Oh?"

Dharma smiled slightly.

"However, you must have gone out to read the almanac this morning, and luckily you met me!"

The bearded man patted his chest like a mountain, "I am a disciple of the Shushan layman, known as the 'Tricky Judge', called..."

"Yan Chixia?"

Dharma immediately interjected.

This time, the bearded man was stunned.

With some astonished eyes, he looked at Dharma strangely.

"you know me?"

Bodhidharma smiled and said, "That's right!"

After listening to Yan Chixia's introduction, he confirmed one more thing.

It turns out that there is also the legendary Shu Mountain in this world.

From this point of view, this world is dominated by Journey to the West, and at the same time it incorporates many other mythological worlds.

"interesting!"

On the contrary, Dharma looked forward to it.

"Yan Chixia?" Su Tian was slightly taken aback, "Why is there also Yan Chixia here?"

"Are there any other places?"

Dharma laughed.

"Impossible! I, Yan Chixia, don't change my name when I go, and I don't change my surname when I sit down. In the whole world, this family is the only one, and there is no semicolon!"

Yan Chixia looked disbelieving.

"My Xuanxin sect has a disciple named Yan Chixia!"

Su Tianxin looked at Yan Chixia.

What's more, Yan Chixia who is under Xuanxin's orthodox sect is somewhat similar to this sloppy Taoist priest in front of him.

"Is it really such a coincidence?"

Yan Chixia frowned and muttered to herself.

Hearing this, Bodhidharma couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps only he knew what was going on.

Right now.

Someone shouted in the distance: "Big Beard!"

Followed by.

Among the caravan, a down-and-out scholar suddenly squeezed out.

The scholar was carrying a dilapidated book basket, and his whole body was full of poverty, but his eyes were clear, shining with integrity and stubbornness.

Panting and trotting forward, the scholar supported Yan Chixia's shoulder, out of breath.

"What's the matter, Ning Yi?"

Yan Chixia gave the scholar a disgusted look.

"The owner of the caravan asked me to ask you, it's getting late, should you rest on the spot, or continue into the mountain?"

Ning Yi managed to relax.

"Of course, keep going up the mountain!"

Yan Chixia said.

"But……"

The scholar hesitated.

"With me here, why are you afraid of monsters!" Yan Chixia patted the sword box behind her with her backhand, "My Xuanyuan Shenjian is already very hungry and thirsty!"

While speaking, the caravan had already caught up.

The owner of the caravan was a little worried, and said, "Hero Yan, it's getting dark soon, do you really want to go into the mountains?"

The rumors of monsters haunting Baijiao Mountain had already spread recently, causing panic among the people.

Traveling in the past, you must travel in groups during the day, so you dare to pass through this mountain.

Otherwise, it is inevitable to be buried in the mouth of monsters.

In their line of business, even though Yan Chixia was escorting them, they still felt a little guilty.

"Don't be afraid, everything depends on me!"

Yan Chixia patted the caravan boss on the shoulder.

Then, he turned his head to Bodhidharma and said, "Since the two of you are also going to enter the mountain, why not go together, with me, Yan, I will be able to protect you well!"

Bodhidharma and Su Tianxin glanced at each other and smiled knowingly.

"Alright!"

Bodhidharma didn't even refuse.

Seeing Bodhidharma nodding in agreement, Yan Chixia's spirit was greatly lifted.

"Everyone, follow me into the mountain!"

Yan Chixia raised her arms and shouted.

A group of people walked towards the high mountains and deep forests in a mighty manner.

The ancient trees are cold and covered with horizontal branches, and they are still dim in the daytime.

There is even a strange owl ringing around my ears.

Everyone walked quietly in the mountains and forests, with light hands and feet, nerves tense, not even daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing the monsters.

Pairs of vigilant eyes kept scanning the dark place in the forest.

Even Yan Chixia restrained her expression at this moment, paying attention to the movement around her.

See six directions, listen to all directions.

Only Bodhidharma and Su Tianxin walked in the dark woods, like strolling in a garden, completely fearless.

Ning Yi clung to Yan Chixia's back, trembling and cowering.

"Big Beard, are there really monsters in this mountain?"

Ning Yi asked in a low voice.

"Ok!"

Yan Chixia suddenly frowned.

"Can you beat it?"

Ning Yi's face was full of tension and worry.

After all, he is just a feeble scholar with no strength to support a chicken. This time, he was forced to cross Baijiao Mountain and go to Jinping Mansion to collect the debt because of his livelihood.

Although he has also been frightened and baptized by demons and ghosts, he still cannot avoid the fear in his heart.

"Poor scholar, are you afraid?"

"I, I'm fine!"

"Then are you glass?"

"What's the meaning of this?"

"What the hell are you doing riding on me?"

Yan Chixia was dissatisfied.

"I thought you liked this..."

Ning Yi smiled embarrassingly.

"roll!"

Yan Chixia's face turned dark all of a sudden.

Seeing Yan Chixia getting angry, Ning Yi let out an "oh" before jumping off his back.

Just at this time.

In the dark place of the mountain forest, a gust of cold wind blows.

There was a foul smell on the wind, almost nauseating.

"coming!"

Dharma reminded.

The voice just fell.

The gust of wind in the mountains suddenly blew up like a tornado, and the momentum was astonishing.

(End of this chapter)