Sign in to Zhutian from Journey to the West

Chapter 381 Meeting the King
Hearing the words, Tang Monk bowed his body and put his palms together and said: "The merits and virtues of the three ancestors of my human race have been handed down from generation to generation. In the middle land, first there were three emperors who ruled the world, and five emperors who divided the ethic. The number of gods and gods in the Three Realms and Six Paths list; after that, there was a powerful country that split up, and the countries were divided into kings-the country was divided into eighteen, and then it became twelve. Since then, the twelve have been returned to seven, and the seven countries are vying for hegemony--Qin Na Six Kingdoms The second generation died; after that, there was Napei Gongxiang, who fought for the world, and the Chu River and the Han world were divided into two parts-Liu Han took the central position for more than [-] years; , my Wang Li won the great unification of the world. The poor monk went west to seek the scriptures. Because there was a dragon god in the north of Chang'an City to make trouble and reduce the sweet rain. He should have died, but at night he dreamed of my king to help him. Wang Yanzhun Forgive me, recruit virtuous ministers early, leave money in the hall, and play chess while drinking tea. Unexpectedly, God’s will is hard to change. It was noon, and the virtuous minister slayed dragons in his dream..."

The king of the Zhuzi Kingdom listened with gusto as if listening to a story, nodding his head from time to time.

Hearing Tang Seng talking about the dragon slaying in his dream, he exclaimed: "How can this mortal body behead the dragon?"

Tang Seng was not annoyed at the interruption of his speech, but smiled slightly: "The virtuous minister is the star king in the sky. He was reincarnated to assist me, Wang Xianliang, so he can slay the dragon in his dream, what ordinary people can't."

"That's the way it is, but you are ignorant and ignorant. Holy monk, go ahead."

King Zhu Zi replied weakly, coughing while speaking.

"Because of this, the evil dragon soul told my king to the underworld, saying that my king promised to save and kill him, so the resentment persisted and made my king sick. Later Tang king died until three days before he was resurrected. Fortunately, the virtuous minister Wei Zheng wrote a letter and sent it to the magistrate Cui Yu in Fengdu City, changing the book of life and death, adding [-] years of life. The king of the Tang Dynasty felt deeply, and held the water and land meeting, and the poor monk rushed there. Go to Daleiyin Temple in Naxi Tian to obtain the Tripitaka, in order to escape from suffering and ascend to heaven..."

Hearing Tang Seng finished speaking, the noble king couldn't help moaning softly: "It's really a big country in the sky, the emperor is in trouble, and the virtuous ministers help him; it's not like our borderlands, where the king is in trouble, but there are no virtuous ministers to help him."

Hearing what King Zhuzi said, the ministers below buried their heads even lower, but Tang Seng didn't say a word, and glanced at King Zhuzi quietly from the corner of his eye.

I saw that King Zhuzi was yellow and thin, with a stooped figure and a haggard look.He was originally in his 80s and [-]s, but he looked like an old man in his [-]s or [-]s.

Just when Tang Seng was about to ask, he heard King Zhuzi speak.

The originally colorless eyes suddenly seemed to glow with a new spring, and they looked at Tang Monk and his disciples with burning eyes and said, "Your master and disciple came from that day to the upper kingdom, and there must be some methods and medicines that we and other small border countries have never had, otherwise I won’t take down the list, come here to treat the widow..."

After a pause, the king of Zhu Ziguo continued to speak: "I have suffered from this evil disease for a long time, so I troubled the holy monk to treat my illness."

Tang Seng opened his mouth wide and remained silent for a long time. The mouth could almost hold an egg.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

The king of Zhuzi Kingdom didn't hear Tang Seng's response, so he couldn't help but raised his head to look at Tang Seng, his expression darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why? Don't you want to treat the widow?"

There was no emotion in the words, but Tang Seng could feel the turbulent and magma-like anger under the calm.

Tang Seng stood up again and bowed to King Zhu Ziguo. His face was full of tears but he said, "It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to be treated, but it's because the poor monk doesn't have any cure." Then, Tang Seng turned his head to look at Huang Yang He and Sun Wukong yelled: "Bajie, Wukong, what's going on? How did you go out and take down this imperial list?"

King Zhu Zi also set his sights on Monkey King and Huang Yang, as if to see what kind of tricks Tang Monk and his disciples would play.

Monkey King slowly explained the origin of the imperial list in Huang Yang's hand.

After the king heard this, he closed his eyes and thought for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "According to what you said, the responsibility is not yours, but the soldiers of my noble country? And you have no way to cure me?"

The king tried to calm down his heart, opened his eyes and looked at Tang Seng, as if he wanted to get an answer from Tang Seng's face.

Before Tang Seng could speak, Monkey King quickly took over the words: "The responsibility is indeed not on us! But, who said that we have no way to cure you?"

Before the king could speak, the ministers below broke out.

"You little monk, even your master has no cure, how dare you talk nonsense here?"

Hearing the angry shouts of these ministers, Monkey King smiled and said: "Is it full of nonsense? What you say doesn't count, and what I say doesn't matter. After the king is healed, what the king says counts!"

Seeing that the king was moved, the minister below almost stood up and pointed at Sun Wukong's nose, angrily said: "The king is a man of gold, how can you allow you to be presumptuous. Whether you have the medical skills to cure diseases and save lives is hard to say..."

Seeing the fierceness of the officials and the confident look on Monkey King's eyebrows.

King Zhu Ziguo laughed and said: "Ministers, there are four elders, stay here. Since this Elder Sun said that there is a cure, you might as well listen to this Elder Sun's diagnosis, and then we can discuss it before it's too late..."

A group of ministers came forward one after another and asked to play: "Your Majesty must not..."

It's a pity that the king of Zhu Ziguo made up his mind and just asked Sun Wukong to investigate his condition, but these ministers can't change it.

"It's easy to say! Easy to say!" Sun Wukong waved his hand and laughed.

Seeing Sun Wukong's confident appearance, the medical officer at the side couldn't help asking: "I wonder how this elder used to make a diagnosis?"

Just listen to Sun Wukong's opening and said: "The principles of medicine and Taoism are interlinked. Seeing, hearing, and asking are all four things. The first is to look at his expression, moisten, fat, and thin, and sleep; For a few days, how you eat and drink will make you feel better; four times, you can see the meridians, how the ups and downs look like..."

Hearing this, the medical officer couldn't help but nodded and said to the officials: "What Elder Sun said is also reasonable, he doesn't seem like a person who doesn't understand medical principles."

At this time, an official said: "Although these words are reasonable, but my king is a body of ten thousand gold, ordinary people can't touch it, how can I feel the pulse?"

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "What's so difficult about this? My old grandson can still diagnose the pulse with a silk thread."

For a while officials bowed their heads and whispered to each other: "I've heard about this pulse diagnosis, but I've never seen it before, but now it's an eye-opener..."

Tang Seng felt a little uneasy at this time, he gently pulled Sun Wukong, and asked in a low voice: "You monkey, what tricks are you playing now? Why don't I remember that you know the art of healing and saving lives?"

Although he spoke in a low voice, all the people present focused their attention on the four masters and apprentices, and still vaguely heard what Tang Seng said.

But Sun Wukong laughed and said: "Although my old grandson worships you under your seat, in front of you, you are learning art from a strong man. Naturally, you have learned all kinds of mysteries. You don't know the art of healing the sick and saving lives." strangeness."

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(End of this chapter)