What kind of Journey to the West is this?

If I were labeled a traitor in two years, it would be terrible if my head fell off for no apparent reason in my dream.

She was wiping her lips when Yu Qinghuai arrived after a while.

The time was just right, the weather was neither too cold nor too hot, Yanxia asked Baizhu to go and greet them, and asked Cangyue to set up an altar in the west wing, and then bought a painting of Laozi to hang on it so that she could chant the name of Nanhua Zhenren later.

——Originally, she wanted to buy a painting by Zhuangzi, but she failed to buy it, so Yanxia decided to just make do with it.

Old Master Laojun is a magnanimous man and he certainly won't mind.

As for Zhuang Zhou, hey, he was in the mood to come down to earth and play role-playing games, so he certainly didn't care about Yan Xia calling a deer a horse.

Yu Qinghuai was dumbfounded, but he felt that since Yan Xia could deal with Master Nanhua, this arrangement might have other deeper meanings, so he didn't dare to raise any questions.

By piecing things together like this, the altar was finally completed.

The west wing door is closed.

Xue Shi'er muttered outside the door, "Is this really possible?"

Yan Xia said: "I don't know."

Xue Shier is also stupid. It seems that you don’t know the success rate.

Yan Xia pondered for a moment and said, "Don't all immortals like to be beggars? Then I think I need some props to bless them and increase my immortal fate."

"What prop?"

Yan Xia didn't answer, but called Cang Yue over and said, "Go to the kitchen and ask them to make two more beggar's chickens."

............

More than 300 miles east of Cangzhou.

In the sky, clouds and mist were rolling, and two immortals were chatting and talking to each other.

One of them had dark hair, a cross-collared robe, and a square scarf on his head. He was laughing and his movements were very unrestrained.

One was wearing a green-feathered crane cloak and a tall cloud-cutting crown. He looked a little serious, but he always had an uncontrollable smile on his face.

"Hui Shi, I heard you brought the documents from the Exorcism Institute and were going to Cangzhou."

"Don't talk. I'm afraid you'll be unable to speak if I beat you."

"Hahaha! If someone who loves to talk doesn't speak for fear of being beaten into silence, then isn't that like abandoning his own martial arts skills? How pathetic!"

Zhuang Zhou laughed, sniffed, and said, "I smell something."

Hui Shi was surprised and said, "I took a bath today."

"It's not your rotten smell, but the refreshing five flavors. It's the smell of roast chicken."

"How can there be any smell? Your nose is broken. Hey, Zhou, I heard that there is a place in Zhonghui Country overseas that is particularly good at making sinus medicine that can clear the nasal cavity. If you are willing to pay a hundred gold, you can definitely buy it."

Zhuang Zhou laughed and said, "Then let's go! Let's go! I know a wealthy family. I'd like to borrow a hundred taels of gold from them to buy your sinus medicine."

Hui Shi laughed and scolded, "How could you, a scoundrel like you, get to know the rich and powerful? Or have you finally gotten over your shame and stopped wallowing in the shit?"

"Then your vision is too low."

Zhuang Zhou pointed westward and said, "One hundred taels of gold, just wait and see what I can do!"

The Jade Talisman of the Eastern Emperor Arrives Suddenly: Chapter 66 [Zhuangzi's Wife Dies, Beats the Basin and Sings]

Cangzhou Cheng, Luoanfang, Qing'an Xiaoju.

There was no movement in the west wing until dusk.

It seems that the attempt to pray to the gods has failed.

Yu Qinghuai still felt a little guilty, but Xue Shier took his hand and led him all the way to the main house.

Then, a golden shadow staggered into the yard.

Outside the door, an old monk knocked on the door and shouted "Amitabha", and was then led by Bai Zhu to the main hall to sit down.

When most people had arrived, servants came with lacquered wooden boxes and placed plates of prepared cakes, wine, and fruits on the small tables in front of everyone.

High tables and Hu chairs were not popular in those days. Although there were Hu beds similar to stools, normal banquets still inherited the etiquette from the Qin and Han dynasties. Just like the ancient kings entertaining ministers, the guests each sat in a seat and shared their meals at several dining tables.

The Peach Banquet in the CCTV version of Journey to the West is a closer reproduction of this ancient ritual.

Seeing Yu Qinghuai coming, Yan Xia smiled and said, "Don't be restrained, just treat this place as your own home."

When Yu Qinghuai thought about the fact that he had not invited the gods down and was still attending someone else's family dinner, he felt depressed and even more restrained.

At this moment, Abbot Honghai sat on the left side of Yanxia.

The venerable one is superior.

When Monk Honghai arrived, he smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. You have become more elegant."

"The abbot is still strong despite his age, and his unwavering devotion should be a role model."

Yanxia and Monk Honghai exchanged pleasantries for a while before she got down to business: "Abbot, I heard that Li Jiadalang has come to Cangzhou."

"Yes, he stayed in Kaiyuan Temple for a few days, and then was persuaded to leave by his accompanying monk."

Yanxia nodded slowly.

The rumor that Crown Prince Li Jiancheng was a Buddhist has been around for a long time. The Crown Princess was named Zheng Guanyin, and it was also said among the people that his nickname was Bishamon.

If there were no Buddhist figures behind the scenes creating momentum and fanning the flames, it would be difficult to explain why the prince believed in Buddhism in such a big environment like the Li Tang Dynasty.

Yu Qinghuai sighed and said, "It would be great if everyone could communicate peacefully. We're all praying to the gods, why are we arguing over a secular title?"

Hong Hai laughed and said, "You took the wrong path. Perhaps you have no choice."

Yan Xia also said: "If you can't control your mind, how can you control your body? Buddhism really needs to change its mindset."

"That's right. Some people still harbor greed and are still thinking about becoming the national religion." Monk Honghai shook his head and said, "The highest good is like water. Water benefits all things without contending, and no one in the world can contend with it."

"They have occupied vast fertile fields, held up fragrant incense, had dignitaries and nobles thronging their doors, and even gilded the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas... If they still want to fight, I'm afraid they'll end up with bloody heads."

Monk Hong Hai sighed and said, "Ask the Bodhisattva why he sits upside down!"

“It’s a pity that sentient beings are unwilling to turn back,” Yan Xia sighed, “What a great compassion.”

Hong Hai smiled and said, "Not really. I am here to care about my own affairs. I can't say I am compassionate, at most I am a little compassionate. Donors don't use Buddhism, but they care about the sentient beings in the Buddhist community. That is true compassion, great compassion."

“To not put oneself in the shoes of others, but to be willing to put oneself in their shoes and consider their own interests is the realm of a living Buddha.”

Yu Qinghuai listened to the two people talking to each other and felt that he benefited a lot.

There was a chat going on here and there.

Over there, the Golden Sparrow Fairy wearing a golden feather cloak also arrived.

After all, she was coming to Yanxia's house, so it would be a bit rude for her to use the bird form, so she changed into a girl wearing a golden feather cloak, but her face had a heroic look.

Seeing the cheerfulness here, Jinquexian'er wondered, "Why is Xiaoyu'er so close to the Taoist priest?"

While things were going on here, a dark figure suddenly walked out of the house.

Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be a crazy and dirty beggar.

The dirty beggar was grabbing at the door and knocking on it wildly.

"Please give me some food! Kind people, kind Bodhisattva, please give me something to eat! I'm almost starving to death..."

Qing'an Residence is not a large mansion, and there are no guards guarding the main house.

But the beggar's shouting was so loud that it soon attracted two cooks from the kitchen.

Seeing the beggar, the cooks were shocked and hurriedly said, "Beggar, come with us! My master is entertaining his friends. Don't spoil their fun!"

The beggar said pitifully, "Don't try to trick an old man like me. If I follow you, I won't have enough to eat and I'll get beaten up!"

"I'm hungry! I'm hungry!"

The beggar, with tears in his eyes, knocked on the door even harder.

The knock on the door was so loud that even Jinquexian'er and Xueshi'er, who were arguing loudly in the main room, could hear it.

Yanxia got up to open the door and saw the old beggar lying on the ground with tears in his eyes.

It was already late autumn, but the old beggar was only wearing a tattered piece of clothing, which was dirty and filthy.

Looking closely, I saw that his arms and thighs were all skin and bones. I'm afraid he must have crawled all the way here. He must be old, weak and sick.

Jin Quexian, Yu Qinghuai and the others also looked over.

Yan Xia immediately turned around and, under Jinque Xian'er's eager gaze, took all the plates on her table and placed them in front of the old beggar.

The old beggar picked up a piece of cake, chewed it for a few bites, and swallowed it with a glass of wine. He cried, "Girl, you are really a kind-hearted Bodhisattva!"

As he cried, the old beggar was about to grab the corner of Yanxia's clothes, and his tears mixed with the mud on his hands were about to stain them.

Yan Xia subconsciously took a step back and said quickly, "My fellow Taoist, that's enough."

Yanxia felt from the bottom of her heart that this was a god with a bad taste who wanted to laugh at her.

Damn it, the gatekeeper is not blind. How could an old beggar crawl all the way from the main gate to the main hall without anyone stopping him?

The old beggar withdrew his hand and pretended not to understand. "Girl, what do you mean by fellow Taoist? Do you also look down on me?"

Yan Xia said speechlessly: "Old man, you knocked on the door so loudly that it shook the mountains. How dare I look down on you? You've already eaten..."

Unexpectedly, the old beggar cried and changed the subject, "I'm not here to beg! Girl, my son is in debt at the gambling house, and they say it will take 100 taels of gold to redeem him. I sold my own oxen and use them to burn firewood and collect charcoal every day, but the interest they charge is compounded. Girl, what should I do?"

Yanxia laughed when she heard it.

Well, I'm here to ask her for money.

The girl smiled and said, "A gambler will lose. This is his own misfortune. Father-in-law, you should live your own life. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Don't be a slave to them."

As she spoke, she shook her head and remembered that there were many parents on Earth who emptied their six wallets to pay off their children's debts.

The old beggar was a little disappointed and said, "You are such an unfilial daughter!"

Yan Xia was amused and said sarcastically, "It's better than banging a pot and singing when your wife dies."

"Zhuangzi: The Greatest Joy": When Zhuangzi's wife died and Huizi came to offer condolences, Zhuangzi was sitting cross-legged, beating a basin and singing.

As soon as these words were spoken, the old beggar left alone and Yu Qinghuai could not help but stand up.

Monk Honghai was also surprised.

Although I know that Zhuangzi is unconventional and unrestrained, seeing it in person is worse than hearing about it.

Dong Huang suddenly sent a jade talisman: Chapter 67 [Zhuang Zhou and the dog are not allowed to enter]

Yanxia called Cangyue and ordered, "Hurry up and carry this old man out."

But when she turned around again, Yanxia's eyelids twitched.

My goodness, there is no beggar outside the door.

They ran away a long time ago...

Only the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a bright moon cast a clear light on the earth.

There was still a faint sound of chanting outside the wall.

"Eat and drink and then go to sleep, carefree like a god, walking on the moon on the river with your pillow on a pine tree, what a carefree idler!"

OK OK......

That's how you play it, right?

Bai Zhu was still confused and asked, "Miss, how come that old beggar came and left so quickly? Now he's nowhere to be found?"

"Don't worry about him." Yan Xia said, "This is a test for me. First, it tests whether I have the ability to give up worldly money, and then it tests my filial piety. It found that I have neither, so it ran away."

As she spoke, Yanxia returned to the main hall and saw Monk Honghai smiling and Yu Qinghuai's conflicted look.

This is because he recognized who had just come.

The Golden Sparrow Fairy was ignorant and asked in surprise, "Daoist, have you encountered a fairy?"

"Bullshit gods."

Yanxia rolled her eyes.

Whose god has such a character!