Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter Thirteen: Who is wearing the curse?

Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly had a bad premonition. It seemed that things were a little unexpected again.

But how did Tang Sanzang do it?

The black bear spirit was already the cultivation base of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and his skin was too thick to move, and his combat power was far superior to ordinary people.

At this moment, he was screaming heartbreakingly, kowtowing, and constantly calling Tang Yu his father, which shows that he was completely convinced.

With this question, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in the cave for a moment.

From this point of view, there was almost no one Buddha born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

The hooping curse originally prepared for Monkey King had already been placed on the black bear spirit’s head, and Tang Yu was still chanting the hooping curse.

Monkey King looked at the black bear spirit who was desperate for life, his eyes flashed by.

If you wear this thing on your head, it should be yourself who is rolling on the ground begging for mercy at this moment.

Buddhism, really sinister enough, wants to use this method to control himself.

Fortunately, Tang San couldn’t bear it, and told him the truth.

Looking at Tang Yu, at this moment, Monkey King had already begun to accept the fact that he was his master.

“Amituo Buddha, Bodhisattva, this black bear spirit, under the influence of the poor monk’s superb Dharma, has decided to go astray and turn back. .”

Tang Yu folded his hands together, chanted a Buddha’s name, and had the compassionate expression of a monk.

In my heart, he became proud, he was really a genius.

As for how the Curse was applied to the black bear spirit’s head, it didn’t cost much at all, he was originally offering treasures.

What’s more, the golden hat, gleaming, is not a vulgar thing at first glance.

So the black bear spirit took the initiative to wear it on his head.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Guanyin Bodhisattva’s mouth, and he twitched twice.

As far as your superb Dharma is concerned, the monks are compassionate?

When you let Monkey King kill and kill the bandits, you didn’t show any mercy at all.

It’s just that now the curse is actually worn on the head of the black bear spirit, which seems to be a bit troublesome.

The default, tight hoop, is to be worn on Monkey King’s head.

The three hoops that Tathagata gave her were all refined by the saint himself, tight hoops, forbidden hoops, golden hoops…

She really can’t take it off the black bear spirit’s head, what can I do?

The feeling of weakness in my heart became stronger and stronger. I originally thought that this difficulty would be a matter of course, but it must be done.

But who would have thought that Tang Yu didn’t follow the routine at all, and the plan was completely disrupted.

“Tang Sanzang, what are you doing?” Guanyin Bodhisattva snorted.

Tang Yu pointed at the black bear spirit: “Poor monks are descending demons!”

Hey, f*ck!

Guanyin Bodhisattva almost didn’t faint, she took a deep breath, her mood seemed to be broken again, and hurriedly calmed her mind: “What I asked was how could he wear the curse on his head?”

“He wants to wear it himself.” Tang Yu said.

This was originally put on by the black bear spirit, so he was telling the truth!

“You ask him if he put it on himself.” Tang Yu pointed at the black bear spirit.

The black bear snorted and said with tears: “Yes, I want to put it on myself.”

He regretted his death, so why did he wear such a wicked thing on his head?

A splitting headache, death is better than life!

Seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva, he kept kowtow and begged: “Bodhisattva, I was wrong, and I will never dare anymore. Please, please take this out.”

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed: “This is the magic weapon refined by the saints, and I can’t help it. I have seen you have not done evil for many years, and you have made friends with the Golden Pond of Guanyin Monastery. I lack a guardian of the mountain in Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea. Then come back to the South China Sea with me to be a guardian of the mountains!”

This difficulty can’t go on, and it’s completely finished.

But the black bear spirit she still wants to bring back, and it can be considered that she has recovered a little bit from the huge loss.

Um? Want to take it away? This will not work.

She wanted to take people away, but Tang Yu would never agree with Di.

He finally recovered the black bear spirit, but he couldn’t make Buddhism cheaper.

Tang Yu originally missed a Buddha’s name, but he did not expect to read it wrong all of a sudden, and it became a curse.

The black bear whimpered and rolled in pain: “Dad, Dad…” He kept calling Dad and begged for mercy.

“Um, I’m sorry, I read it wrong.” Tang Yu didn’t have the slightest embarrassment on his face, and smiled and read the Buddha’s name: “Amitabha!”

Did you read it wrong?

The Black Bear Spirit had an urge to die. He wanted to cry without tears, and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva eagerly, obviously begging for mercy in silence, asking her to stop Tang Yu quickly, and don’t think too much.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

“Bodhisattva, I don’t think this matter is right. This black bear spirit is the incarnation of a demon, and his body is too demon. Once such a person is brought into the Buddhism, it will obviously affect the reputation of the Buddhism.” Tang Yu said righteously. A look full of consideration for Buddhism.

Guanyin Bodhisattva’s face was cold, and he uttered a low voice: “Tang Sanzang, this is the business of this seat, you can just go west now, and you don’t need to worry about the rest.”

Staring at her, there was a moment of silence, Tang Yu patted the black bear spirit on the shoulder, as if he had stuck something on his body without knowing it.

“I don’t think it is necessary. What if this black bear does something bad in the future?” He said earnestly.

“You don’t need to worry about it,” Guanyin Bodhisattva said.

Just a black bear spirit can turn the sky over? Besides, he is still wearing the curse. Isn’t it humble to clean him up?

“Okay.” Tang Yu spread his hands: “In this case, I won’t say anything.”

He turned to the black bear and confessed: “Boy bear, you have to follow the Bodhisattva to study the Dharma and practice well in the future.”

Naturally, what he said, the black bear should have nodded and bowed.

“Xiaoxiong, thank me, if it weren’t for me, what would you be a guardian bear.” Tang Yu patted him on the shoulder.

I thank you for a hammer!

The black bear dares to be angry and dare not speak, if it weren’t for you, a monk, how could labor and capital have such a thing on their heads.

“Yes, thanks to the holy monk.” The black bear spirit smiled, and his heart was stubborn.

Seeing that this matter is a foregone conclusion, nothing can be changed. Guanyin Bodhisattva is going to take the black bear spirit back to Luojia Mountain, and then she will return to Lingshan and the Buddha to return to life.

Burning Guanyin Temple, Buddha clothing conference, the dilemma was not completed, what is more fucking is that the tight loop is still attached to the black bear spirit.

Although it seems to be nothing, it is very possible to change the overall trend. This is all possible.

The top priority now is to go back to Lingshan and discuss with the Buddha what should be done.

As for the dilemma, the matter is over, think of a way to make up for it from the back.

I hope nothing goes wrong in the rest of the matter.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has a feeling of languor, and she has always been secretly following and following the journey to the west.

She was also very grateful to the Buddha for giving her such a task, because when the journey to the west was completed, she also had a lot of credit and the benefits were huge.

It’s just that at this moment, she faintly regrets it, it seems that everything is unpredictable and unexpected…