You, a monster, still want to travel to the West?

Chapter 185 How Do You Think of Me?

Hongfu Temple.

Hearing the white snake speaking human language, the monk screamed and crawled out.

Seeing this, Xiao Qingxin tilted her head, thought for a while, and then sat down on the cushion beside the altar, taking the apple in her hand and began to eat it in small bites.

Xia Zhiming glanced at the monk walking away from the girl's shoulder, thought for a moment, and then fell to the ground. In a flash of light, he transformed into a young girl, and then she saw -

The white hair dances lightly, and the red eyes reflect the sun.

The fairy-like figure stands there, and her beauty is more beautiful than the moon and lotus.

In the faint fragrance and smile, I meet the beautiful lady under the Buddha.

Summary: Summer Warmth

Seeing her like this, Xiao Qingxin covered her mouth and laughed secretly: "Zhiming, why do you always like to play tricks on Jin Chanzi?"

"You don't understand this."

Xia Nuannuan reached out and hugged the little girl in her arms, then sat back on the futon. She poked her cheek with her jade finger and said with a smile, "There's a saying: 'It's impossible to have both in this world. Don't let down the Tathagata, and don't let down your lover.' I'm just looking forward to seeing what Jin Chanzi will choose when the time comes."

"Is this the reason why you became like this?"

"No, I just want to see if Jin Chanzi has made any progress over the years."

Xiao Qingxin pinched her ears lovingly, looked at the towering statue of the Three Buddhas in the hall, and said helplessly: "Are you really not afraid of being beaten?"

"Just get used to it, it's not a big problem!"

Xiao Qingxin rolled her eyes at her and didn't want to dwell on this issue. She handed the apple in her hand to her mouth, and seeing that she didn't want to eat it, she started to eat it.

---------------

At the same time, on the other side——

The monk tumbled out of the hall and rushed to the meditation room in the backyard in panic. He opened the door in panic and shouted, "Run! Run! There's a monster! There's a monster!"

In the Zen room, a young monk sat alone on a high platform, holding a Dharma seal with his hands, and was preaching to the monks below the platform. Suddenly, he heard someone rushing in from outside. He looked up and saw him -

Her face is as pretty as jade and her eyebrows are like distant mountains.

He is tall and handsome, with an imposing bearing.

The Zen platform is dark, but the bright pupils are shining.

Summary: Master Xuanzang.

Seeing the visitor in a panic, Master Xuanzang quickly asked, "What are you so frightened about? Please tell me."

The monk seemed to have regained his resolve when he saw Master Xuanzang. He quickly clasped his hands together and bowed, saying, "Forgive me for my rudeness. It's just that a talking snake demon has come to the main hall and is looking for you, Master Xuanzang."

"Hahaha!!!"

In the Zen room, most of the monks burst into laughter when they heard what he said, while a few old monks sighed helplessly, all of them not believing what he said.

The monk heard the crowd's laughter and quickly bowed again, saying, "Monks do not tell lies. Please believe what I say, Master."

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanzang thought for a moment, then suppressed everyone's laughter and chanted, "Amitabha, there's an old saying: seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving. Since a snake demon has come to us, come with me and determine its authenticity."

After saying that, Master Xuanzang stood up first and led everyone in the meditation room towards the main hall. As soon as they reached the door, the monks saw two beautiful women, one big and one small, snuggling together in the hall. They all swallowed their saliva and looked at Master Xuanzang.

In the main hall, Xia Nuannuan and Xiao Qingxin naturally recognized Jin Chanzi at a glance and beckoned him into the hall.

Seeing this, Master Xuanzang was puzzled for a moment. He dismissed the monks around him, entered the hall, and came before the two men. He clasped his hands together and bowed, saying, "Amitabha. My name is Xuanzang. I wonder why you two donors are looking for me."

Xia Nuannuan smiled without answering, pointing to another cushion beside her. After he sat down cross-legged, she asked softly, "Young Master, do you know that you have a destined marriage?"

In her arms, Xiao Qingxin heard her voice so soft that it was as gentle as water. She looked up in surprise, and her cherry lips parted as if she wanted to say something.

Noticing her reaction, Xia Nuannuan stretched out her finger and touched her lips, then she suppressed her words and winked playfully.

Across from them, Master Xuanzang, who had noticed the interaction between the two, didn't take it seriously. After careful consideration, he replied earnestly, "Donor, I am from Luoyang. My family name is Chen, and my given name is Yi."

"When I was young, war broke out. My loved ones had no choice but to abandon me outside the White Horse Temple, leaving behind a letter written in blood. The letter did not mention that I was engaged."

At this point, Master Xuanzang seemed to think of something and asked in confusion, "I wonder where this idea of ​​fate comes from, benefactor? My biological parents are still alive."

"You care about this?"

"I haven't repaid the kindness of giving birth to me yet, so I naturally care about it."

"You haven't forgotten your earthly ties at all. No wonder you don't see any trace of Buddha's light in you."

"Amitabha……"

Master Xuanzang clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. A divine light flashed in his eyes for a moment, and then he quickly said with relief: "Perhaps I have practiced Buddhism incorrectly. I wonder if you would be willing to resolve my previous doubts?"

Noticing his change in expression, Xia Nuannuan asked with a smile, "You don't want to ask me about Buddhism?"

Master Xuanzang shook his head and said, "I, the Buddha, preach goodness. I have never done evil and always encourage others to be good. If I made a mistake in my practice, then so be it. I can only improve in my next life."

Hearing his words, Xia Nuannuan and Xiao Qingxin were surprised for a moment, and their pupils lit up at the same time, and they saw -

The Buddha's light is very small, but his merits are hundreds of feet high.

The Zen platform is shrouded in mist, and good fortune stretches across thousands of miles.

Seeing this, Xia Nuannuan reached out and patted his shoulder, saying with a smile: "Do you plan to go to Lingshan and ask the Buddha what's going on with you?"

Xuanzang's situation is simply too happy. After 170 years of reincarnation, he has lost all the Buddha's heart and light, and has only accumulated countless merits and good connections. If he were to reach the West in his current state, it would probably cause a sensation.

Noticing her movements, Master Xuanzang awkwardly shifted his shoulders and clasped his hands together, saying, "Amitabha, men and women should not touch each other. Please respect yourself, donor."

"What do you, a monk, care about?"

"First, my six senses are impure, and I cannot stop having evil thoughts. Second, I am afraid that this is your daughter's body, and I am afraid that it will damage your reputation."

After saying this, Master Xuanzang raised his arm to brush the hand off his shoulder and returned to the topic: "My White Horse Temple has always had the wish to travel west to obtain Buddhist scriptures. I have come to Chang'an to ask Your Majesty for a pass, but Your Majesty has refused to approve it. With no other choice, I have registered my name here at Hongfu Temple and will continue teaching until another opportunity arises."

Xia Nuannuan didn't care about his actions. After listening carefully to what he said, she nodded with satisfaction and said, "Have you decided what to do?"

"After the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, I will invite all monks in the world to petition together. If Your Majesty does not agree..."

At this point, Master Xuanzang shook his head and sighed, unwilling to continue discussing this topic. He then asked, "Does the donor know anything about my biological parents?"

Xia Nuannuan casually calculated: "They died in the war twenty years ago. Now they have entered the cycle of reincarnation and have been reborn into wealthy families."

Master Xuanzang asked with a smile: "Then where does the marriage you mentioned come from?"

Xia Nuannuan spit out her snake tongue, winked playfully and said: "Little Master, what do you think of me?"

Across from him, Master Xuanzang looked at the seven-inch-long, forked, throbbing snake tongue between the girl's lips, and the smile on his face gradually faded...

Chapter 186 Is Buddha afraid of death?

Inside and outside the main hall, as Xia Nuannuan spit out the snake's tongue, the scene suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Most of the monks cried out in fear, and the timid ones even trembled and collapsed to the ground.

The monk Xuanzang on the opposite side felt a little better, but only a little better, and his face was ashen.

At this time, Xiao Qingxin looked at the snake's tongue jumping in front of her. She rolled her eyes and reached out to catch it, but she felt that it was soft, tender and delicate, yet slippery and could not be caught at all. It broke free in an instant.

Noticing Xiao Qingxin's mischief, Xia Nuannuan spit out her tongue and licked her cheek. Looking at the little girl who got into her arms and rubbed her saliva, she leaned over and asked with a smile: "Do you like it?"

Xiao Qingxin raised her head and said obediently: "Zhiming, I like it."

Xia Nuannuan stretched out her hand and pinched her cheek with satisfaction, then looked up and asked with a smile: "Xuanzang, how is it? Do I look good?"

"Donor...donor is a beauty of heaven."

"Do you want this marriage?"

"No... no need. Thank you for your kindness." Master Xuanzang responded with a stiff expression and waved his hand.

Just now, he only felt that Xia Nuannuan had a calm expression, talked about Buddhism and Lingshan, and had a Taoist style in her calculations. He thought she was a true Taoist practitioner from somewhere.

I didn't expect that the real cultivation was indeed real cultivation, and the snake demon was actually a real snake demon. The tongue it spitted out was too scary.

Seeing his frightened look, Xia Nuannuan nodded in satisfaction, then asked with a smile, "Buddhism teaches you to treat life and death with a normal mind. Why are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of death?"

Master Xuanzang was silent for a moment, then he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and chanted, "Amitabha... I also have two questions, and I sincerely hope that you will answer them."

Xia Nuannuan raised an eyebrow: "Tell me?"

Master Xuanzang's pupils shone with divine light, and he said solemnly, "My Buddha said: The world is in reincarnation, and all living beings suffer from the repetition of life and death. Therefore, he taught me to cultivate the way to save the world and attain Nirvana to escape the cycle of reincarnation."

"The Bodhisattva said: Compassion is the cause of the suffering of sentient beings. Great compassion is the cause of the suffering of sentient beings. Teach me to understand the suffering of sentient beings."

“Question: If one does not respect life and fear death, how can one understand the suffering of sentient beings in the cycle of reincarnation?”

"Ask again: Is my Buddha afraid of death?"

Xiao Qing was shocked: "!!!"

"You're awesome. Don't ask me. I'm afraid of death anyway. Go to the West and ask the Buddha yourself."

Xia Nuannuan glanced at the little girl in her arms, reached out to help her close her mouth that was open in shock, and then said happily: "Remember to call me when you ask, I also want to know what the Buddha would say."

Across from him, Master Xuanzang couldn't help but twitch his lips. His originally serious expression began to falter. He asked tentatively, "Donor, since you are familiar with the Buddha, why don't you just ask directly?"

"You have a nice idea!"

Xia Nuannuan retorted, "The Buddha is narrow-minded. His golden thunder struck me so painfully. You can ask about this yourself. I don't want to get beaten anyway."

In Xia Zhiming's arms, Xiao Qingxin glanced at the statue of the Three Buddhas in the hall, which was glowing with golden light and seemed to be listening to gossip, and raised her hand to help Xia Zhiming smooth the silver hair on his temples.

On the opposite side, Master Xuanzang was speechless when he heard this. He felt that he had heard some incredible gossip. He wanted to ask more, but unfortunately he didn't dare to.

At this time, Xia Nuannuan glanced at his wrist and saw that there was no red string of marriage on it. She frowned and thought for a while, then quickly got the answer.

He had asked Senior Brother Bai Mu to help collect and send the red rope, so there would be no problem with this matter.

Now Xuanzang has no red rope in his hand. The only explanation is that the woman who had a marriage relationship with Xuanzang in a certain life is still alive.

Thinking of this, Xia Nuannuan blinked her eyes and asked playfully: "Xuanzang, I want to ask you a question. Can you tell me honestly?"

"Please ask, benefactor."

"In your memory, have you ever met a woman who is so beautiful that she seems un-mortal and who pesters you for marriage?"

"Donor... do you count?"

"Of course not."

Xuanzang thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I became a monk at a young age, and left the temple at the age of thirteen to travel and study. After eight cycles of winter and summer, I have never met a woman as beautiful as you described, who is beyond mortal beauty."

Hearing his words, Xia Nuannuan nodded, and didn't intend to continue asking questions. She smiled and said, "We've been talking for so long, but I still haven't passed on my name to you. It seems a bit inappropriate. Do you want to hear it?"

"Appreciate further details?"

"Xia Zhiming, a disciple of Xieyue Sanxing Cave in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and..."

Xia Nuannuan extended a jade finger, lifted up Xiao Qingxin's chin, and said with a smile: "This is my wife Qingxin."

Xiao Qingxin looked at Xuanzang who was looking at her in surprise. After thinking for a while, she stretched out her hand and pinched Xia Nuannuan's ear, and snorted: "Zhiming, next time you say this, change back~"

“Okay, okay~!”

Xia Nuannuan snapped his fingers casually, and the illusion covering his body was instantly shattered with his movement. In a flash, he turned back into the appearance of the immortal with white hair and red eyes.

Across from him, Master Xuanzang watched the alluring girl transform into a man in an instant. He was stunned for a moment before sighing helplessly, "Master, why are you playing a trick on me?"

"It's a rare opportunity to see you."

"Have I met the Taoist priest?"

"Your name was Fahai at the time, and I think you were also a monk at the White Horse Temple, and you were also going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures."

At this point, Xia Zhiming looked at Xuanzang, who was looking surprised, and asked with a smile: "You've already been on the journey to the west once, do you want to go again now?"

"Have I ever reached the Western Paradise?"

"of course not."

"Then let's go!"

Chapter 187 It’s so cheap!

In Hongfu Temple, Xia Zhiming looked at Jin Chanzi, who had completely changed into a different person. He nodded with satisfaction and did not intend to ask any more questions. He lowered his head and rubbed the cheek of the girl in his arms, then turned back into a snake and hung around her neck.

Xiao Qing immediately understood and bowed obediently, saying, "Goodbye, Master."

Across from him, Master Xuanzang was stunned for a moment when he saw a living person transformed into a snake. After realizing what was happening, he clasped his hands together in relief and said, "Amitabha, I hope we will meet again, benefactors."