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

Chapter 148 Stewed the Donkey

San Lengzi complied, and with a frame, the big iron pot hit the ground.

Burn the fire and start the pot.

What is Tang Sanzang doing?

The Maitreya Buddha hidden in the dark was completely stunned.

The moment he saw Tang Sanzang rushing out on a lion, he was really scared.

Could it be that Tang Sanzang’s Dharma is really so superb, in a few words to teach the Huang Shijing, turn his head back and take refuge in my Buddha?

Soon after, he saw Tang Sanzang asking Sha Wujing to cook a pot of water. He wouldn’t want to eat Huangshijing, would he?

Maitreya Buddha felt that his head was completely insufficient.

Because you don’t know what Tang Sanzang will do.

“Master, who is the stew?” Sha Wujing said in a naive way.

Tang Yu glanced at the black donkey tied to the tree next to him, and smiled, “I invite you to eat donkey meat today as a teacher.”

Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground.

Dragon meat is not that easy to eat, so I slaughtered a donkey from the sky today and tasted it. It is estimated that the taste is similar.

The black donkey suddenly felt cold all over, his eyes widened and he looked at Tang Yu in disbelief.

What the hell?

Want to eat it.

Things Cao.

Even the two apprentices and Maitreya Buddha who was hidden in the dark were shocked.

Sha Wujing took a large kitchen knife, rubbed the sole of his shoe twice, ran to the black donkey and walked over.

He wanted to do this a long time ago.

Hearing what Tang Yu said at this moment, he was busy preparing to do it.

The black donkey screamed and broke free from the rein, and the four donkey hoofs rose upside down and flew upwards.

too frightening.

If it wants to return to the heavenly court and to Zhang Guolao’s side, then it is safe.

“Wukeng, knock to death.” Tang Yu waved at Monkey King, motioning him to do it quickly and don’t let the donkey run away.

Monkey King flashed, and then he heard a scream from the black donkey.

The black donkey fell from a high altitude, and Sha Wujing caught it, and immediately began bleeding, moving neatly.

At this moment Guanyin Bodhisattva also rushed over.

Seeing this scene, he took a breath.

Oh my God.

Zhang Guolao’s donkey was slaughtered, and he had to eat meat.

The reason why Zhang Guolao can be ranked among the Eight Immortals is directly related to this donkey.

At that time, Zhang Guo was just a little old man. His family was poor and white, and there was nothing but such a donkey.

People in the same village didn’t want to talk to him.

Even the backside is still saying that no one will give you the end when the old guy is dead.

However, occasionally, Zhang Guo rides a donkey to play.

Scurry, running around the mountains.

There is a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum on the mountain, and he found it by accident with a donkey carrying it.

At that time, Polygonum multiflorum had been eaten by a donkey.

Although Zhang Guo was very old and didn’t go to school, he still recognized Polygonum multiflorum at a glance.

After eating Polygonum multiflorum, he and the donkey soared up at the same time.

Ranked one of the Eight Immortals.

So without this donkey, Zhang Guolao wouldn’t be able to become an immortal.

What is this, opportunity.

Whenever you have the opportunity, you can find money on the go.

But at this moment, the donkey had been broken by Sha Wujing, and the donkey’s head had been cut piece by piece.

As for the donkey’s head, Monkey King’s stick came down and broke directly.

Maitreya Buddha was dumbfounded. He wanted to stop it, but there was no time.

At this time, he felt the breath of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

As they flew to the sky, both of them watched dumbfoundedly at the operations of the masters and apprentices below.

“What to do?” Maitreya Buddha asked.

Guanyin Bodhisattva rolled his eyes, how do I know what to do?

“What will Tang Sanzang ride after? Also, Zhang Guolao’s donkey suddenly died. It was borrowed by Buddhism and Tianting, and suddenly died in the hands of people who learn from the scriptures. I am afraid that Tianting could easily take advantage of this matter to make a fuss.”

Maitreya Buddha became worried.

“He seems to be riding a lion.” Guanyin Bodhisattva’s mouth twitched, seeming to be holding back a smile.

Um?

Think about that picture, a white monk riding a huge golden lion.

The mountains and plains are rampant.

This picture is really beautiful.

However, Tang Sanzang was also a real pen, and halfway down, he even changed his mount.

Maitreya Buddha’s eyes widened, and then he sighed.

I see.

I’m afraid Tang Sanzang had this idea from the beginning.

But by what method did Huang Shijing surrender?

“The Buddha also said, let me come down to assist you and find a way to kill the yellow lion spirit without knowing it?” Guanyin Bodhisattva said.

The corner of Maitreya’s mouth twitched and he didn’t speak.

Killing Huang Shijing is very simple.

But what then?

Then what did Tang Sanzang ride?

If there is no mount, with Tang Sanzang’s operation, he is very likely to sleep on the spot where he is.

Guanyin Bodhisattva also understood this very well, and said with a smile: “It seems that I need to return to the Western Heaven to report to the Buddha.”

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Western sky.

The Buddhas rubbed their eyes, and then each took a breath.

Tang Sanzang actually recovered Huang Shijing?

To make matters worse, he actually slaughtered Zhang Guolao’s donkey, and it was all in the pot.

All the Buddhas looked towards the Buddha.

Tathagata Buddha Zukaba glanced a few times, but also bewildered.

He took a deep breath, and the easy-to-handle genius said: “No move, no blood move, no move at all.”

His eyes were hollow and lifeless, even his voice was weak.

The yellow lion rides finely.

Let’s not say anything.

However, Zhang Guolao’s donkey was slaughtered.

Those calves in the Heavenly Court just waited to blackmail him without any excuses.

This is all right, he must be blackmailed through the old donkey.

Now Guanyin Bodhisattva is in the lower realm and is going to assist Maitreya Buddha.

Killing Huang Shijing is very simple.

But what did Tang Sanzang ride?

Without a mount, would he go to Xitian?

Through Tang Sanzang’s operations during this time, even if an idiot thought about it, it was impossible.

The Buddhas looked at each other.

It’s not difficult to tell from the sound. The Buddha seemed to have given up a bit, with a heart of death.

“Amitabha Buddha, learning from the classics is the most important thing, but also hope that the Buddha will cheer up.” The ancient Buddha of Landeng exhorted.

However, he also understood.

From the beginning of Journey to the West, variables appeared, and the Tathagata Buddha was indeed very emaciated.

One after another, the blows continued to change.

“What does the ancient Buddha think about this matter?” Tathagata Buddha smiled bitterly.

This time, the ancient Buddha of Randeng was also bewildered to ask.

Because he didn’t know what to do.

Killing the yellow lion spirit, then what did Tang Sanzang ride?

If you don’t kill him, where is the Nine Saint Yuanling, how should this difficulty continue.

“This seat, I don’t have any opinions yet.”

Burning lamp ancient Buddha sighed.

At this time, Guanyin Bodhisattva returned to the Western Heaven.

“Buddha.”

Buddha Tathagata waved his hand: “Needless to say, I already know.”

Guanyin Bodhisattva stood in the field, looking at the Buddha.

The meaning is obvious, since you already know it.

What should we do with you?

Buddha Tathagata lit a cigarette, and the smoke was lingering, slowly rising, and his eyes darkened.

Although this catastrophe has this accident, there is one more thing that seems to need him to solve it first.