Sanzang shouted at the horse, "Disciple, look at the mountain cui wei there. Be careful, lest evil influence invade you again." "Don't be paranoid, Master," Monkey said. "You only need to be mentally present, and you will be fine." "Disciple," Sanzang said, "why is it so difficult to go to the Western Heaven? I remember leaving Chang' an, and on the way, spring came to an end and summer came, and the winter solstice lasted for four or five years. Why can't I get it? " When Monkey heard this, he laughed and said, "Morning, morning! I haven't left the gate yet! " "Don't lie, brother," Pig said. "Is there such a door in the world?" "Brother," Monkey said, "we're still wandering around the hall!" Friar Sand said with a smile, "Brother, don't talk big to scare me. There is such a big room there, but there is no place to buy such a big beam." "Brother," Monkey said, "if I look at this sky as a roof tile, the sun and the moon as windows, four mountains and five mountains as pillars, heaven and earth are like an open hall!" Hearing this, Pig said, "That's all! Let's just turn around and go back. " "Don't talk nonsense," Monkey said. "Just follow me." Knowing that
is a great sage, he took an iron bar across his arm, led the Tang Priest, cut open the mountain road and went straight ahead. The master was watching from a distance on his horse. What a mountain view. It was really-Zhai
The top of the mountain was craggy and bucket handle, and the treetops seemed to touch the clouds. In the pile of green smoke, I can smell taniguchi apes crying; In the chaotic green shade, every time I hear it, there is a crane chattering. Feng Xiao mountain charm stands between streams, teasing the woodcutter; The fox sitting on the cliff surprised the Orion. Good mountain! Look at the cliffs on eight sides, which are steep all around. Weird Qiao Songpan Cui Gai, withered old trees hanging vines. The spring water is flowing, and the cold is cold; Peak? Stand up, the breeze shoots the eyes and dreams. Listen to the roar of the big worm, and sing every time you smell the birds. Muntjac deer wear thorns in groups and jump back and forth; Sister-in-law buttered up the party to find wild food and ran back and forth. Standing on the grass slope, there is no guest tour at first sight; The line is deep and concave, and there are wolves on all sides. Should not be the Buddha's practice place, it is full of birds and animals. Knowing
that the master trembled and went into this deep mountain, his heart was miserable, he grabbed his horse and shouted, Wukong! I-Gu
Since the educational mountaineering alliance, Wang Liu has not left the city. On the way, I met Sparganzi and urged Aristolochia on the way. Zhai
Looking for slopes and turning to streams for Schizonepeta tenuifolia, Mailing climbing mountains to worship Poria cocos. Self-defense is like bamboo juice, when will fennel worship the court? Master
Sun Dasheng heard this and sneered, "Master, don't worry, don't worry, and go ahead with confidence. I'll give you a reward." Mentors and disciples are playing with the mountain scenery, and believe that when they walk, they don't realize that the red wheel is falling west. Exactly-the ancient
ten-mile pavilion was deserted, and the stars appeared in the sky. All the boats in Bahe River are closed, and all the 7, counties are closed. Zhai
Six palaces and five houses returned to the official slaughter, and went fishing in the four seas and three rivers. The bells of the two buildings are ringing, and a bright moon is full of Kun. Lord
The elder was watching from a distance on his horse, and he saw that there were towers and terraces overlapping in the ravine, and the halls and pavilions were heavy. "It's getting late, disciple," Sanzang said. "Fortunately, there's a pavilion on that wall. It must be an Guan Temple. Let's all spend the night there and do it tomorrow." "Master is right," Monkey said. Don't be busy, wait for me and see how it works. " The Great Sage jumped in the air and looked carefully. It was indeed a mountain gate, but he saw that the eight-character brick wall was red with mud and gold nails on both sides of the door. Overlapping towers are hidden by the ridge, and layers of palaces are hidden in the mountains. Know
The Buddha Pavilion is opposite to the Tathagata Hall, and the Chaoyang Building should be the main gate. Seven-story Tatun clouds and fog, three Buddha gods are now glorious. The ancient Manjusri Terrace faces the Galand House, and the Maitreya Hall faces the Mercy Hall. Watching the green light dance outside the mountain building, Ziyunsheng is on the Buxu Pavilion. Zhai
the pine grove is green, and the abbot meditation hall is clear everywhere. Elegant and elegant for pleasure, Chuanchuan Road is happy to welcome back. At the main
meditation place, there are Buddhist monks talking, and the music room is full of musical instruments. The epiphyllum falls on the wonderful high platform, saying that the leaves in front of the altar are born. Know
It is the forest that covers the three treasures and the mountains that support the Vatican Palace. Half of the lamps are burning with smoke, and a line of incense is hazy. Ancient
Sun Dasheng pressed his cloud head and reported to Sanzang, "Master, it's really a temple, but it's easy to spend the night. Let's go." Lord
The elder let go of his horse and went straight ahead until he reached the mountain gate. "Master, what kind of temple is this?" Monkey asked. "My hoof just stopped," Sanzang said. "Before my toes came out of the stirrup, you asked me what temple it was, so we could tell!" "Your old man has been a monk since childhood," Monkey said. "He had to have taught Confucian books before he went to perform Confucian classics. He was well versed in arts and sciences, and then he was indebted to the King of the Tang Dynasty. There were such big characters on the door. How could you not recognize them?" The elder scolded him, "You're ignorant! I just urged the horse to the west, and I was alluded to by the sun. Why didn't I see the door, even though it had words and was covered with dust? " When Monkey heard this, he bowed his waist and grew more than twenty feet tall. He spread out the dust with his hand and said, "Master, please look." There are five big characters on the wall, which are the construction of Baolin Temple. Monkey accepted the dharma body and said, "Master, who is going to spend the night in this temple?" "I'll go in," Sanzang said. Your faces are ugly, your words are sloppy, and your sex is just arrogant. If you collide with the monks here, you are not allowed to stay overnight, but it is not beautiful. " "In that case," Monkey said, "please ask Master to come in. There's no need to say anything." Knowing that
the elder had lost xizhang, he took off his cloak, put on his clothes and folded his hands, and went straight into the mountain gate. He saw a pair of King Kong sitting high inside the red painted railings on both sides, with a plastic dignity and ugliness-a tough steel beard seemed lifelike, and a dry eyebrow and an exquisite eye. The fist bone on the left is like pig iron, and the palm on the right is like red copper. The shining golden chain is brilliant, and the bright helmet embroidery belt reflects the wind. There are many buddhas in the west, and the incense in Shi Ding is red. When Sanzang Gu
saw this, he nodded and sighed, "In my eastern land, if someone also molded clay tires into such a big Buddha and burned incense to support him, my disciples would not go to the Western Heaven." Just as I was sighing, I went to the gate on the second floor, and saw four heavenly kings, who meant to hold the country, learn more, grow and broaden their eyes, and follow the favorable weather in the northeast and southwest. When I entered the second floor door, I saw four Qiao Song trees. One tree was covered with bitter fleabane, but it looked up like an umbrella. It was the Hall of Heroes. The elder folded his hands and converted, and bowed down. After worshipping, he turned around the Buddha's platform and went under the back door. He also saw the appearance of the Guanyin Pudu South China Sea. The wall is covered with those shrimps, fish, crabs and soft-shelled turtles that are sculpted by skilled craftsmen, showing their heads and tails and jumping into the sea to play tricks. The elder nodded three or five degrees again, sighing and saying, "Poor thing! All beings in the scales worship Buddha, so why don't people practice! " While he was admiring, he saw a Taoist coming out of the three doors. Suddenly, the Taoist priest saw Sanzang's strange appearance and unusual appearance. He hurried forward to salute and said, "Where are you from, Master?" Sanzang said, "My disciple was sent by the Great Tang in the East to go to the Western Heaven to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures. Now, it's getting late in Baofang, so I'm asking for a night." The Taoist said, "Master, don't blame me. I can't be the master. I'm a hardworking Taoist sweeping the floor and banging bells here, and there's also a housekeeper's teacher and father. Please let me know when I go in. If he keeps you, I will come out to be invited; If I don't leave you, I dare not delay. " "It's bothering you," Sanzang said. Zhai
The Taoist rushed to the abbot to report, "Sir, there is a man coming outside." The monk immediately got up, changed his clothes, pressed Pilu's hat and put on his cassock. He quickly opened the door to meet him and asked, "Where are you from?" The Taoist priest pointed out with his hand, "Isn't there a person behind the main hall?" Sanzang, with a bare head, wore twenty-five Dharma clothes and a pair of muddy Dagong shoes, leaning against the back door. When the monk saw this, he was furious and said, "Taoist priests should fight less! Don't you know that I'm a monk, but only the monks from the city come to incense and we come out to meet them. Such a monk, how can you be more empty than real? Tell me to pick him up! Judging from his face, he is not honest, but mostly a monk traveling in the clouds. It's late today, and I think he's coming to spend the night. We abbots, don't let him disturb us! Just teach him to squat under the front porch. Tell me what! " Get out and turn around. When the elder heard this, his eyes were full of tears and he said, "Poor, poor! That's what people leave their homes for! My disciple became a monk when he was a child, and he never worshipped eating meat and having bad intentions, but he was angry and bad at Zen. I have never thrown tiles and bricks to hurt the Buddhist temple, and Arrow's face is stripped of real gold. Hey! Poor thing! I don't know if it hurt heaven and earth in that world and taught me to meet bad people often in this life! Monk, you just don't leave us room. Why do you say such lazy words and teach us to squat down in the front porch? It's all right if you don't tell Monkey. If you do, the monkey will come in and give you an iron bar, and you'll be interrupted! " "All right, all right," said the elder. As the saying goes, people put ceremony and music first. I'll go in and ask him and see what he thinks. " Master
The master followed him into the abbot's gate, only to find that the monk officer took off his clothes and sat there angrily. He didn't know whether he was chanting scriptures or writing things with others. Seeing that there were some papers piled up on the console table, the Tang Priest dared not go deep, so he stood in the courtyard, bowed down and shouted, "Old master, disciples inquired!" The monk was a little impatient with his intention to come in, and he made a half-answer: "Where are you from?" Sanzang said, "My disciple was sent by the Great Tang Dynasty in the East to worship the living Buddha in the Western Heaven and ask for scriptures. I passed by the Treasure Square at night and asked for a night, so long as I don't break the sky tomorrow. It is convenient and convenient for the owner of the old home. " The monk stood up and said, "Are you that Tang Sanzang?" "I dare not," Sanzang said. "I am." The monk said, "You used to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, so why can't you go anywhere?" Sanzang said, "I've never gone your way." He said, "Due west, it's only four or five miles away. There's a 3-mile shop where people sell rice, so it's convenient to stay. It's inconvenient for me to stay here, and it's not good for you monks who have come far away. " Sanzang put his hands together and said, "Master of the courtyard, the ancients have clouds, and the temples are all our master's inn. When you see the mountain gate, it's three liters of rice. Why don't you keep me, but what is it? " The monk shouted angrily, "You traveling monk are just glib!" "What is a glib tongue?" Sanzang asked. The monk said, "As the ancients said, when tigers entered the city, every family closed their doors. Although it doesn't bite, it has a bad reputation recently. ? There are several monks in the team who came to sit down at the entrance of the mountain, but I found him cold and thin, with no clothes and shoes, bald and barefoot. I sighed that he was so shabby that I quickly invited him into the abbot and sat on it. After entertaining a vegetarian meal, he lent him one of his old clothes and stayed with him for a few days. How do you know that he was greedy for food and clothing, not to mention getting up, and lived for seven or eight years. I don't care if I live, but I've done many unfair things. " "What's unfair?" Sanzang asked. Listen to me, monk's official way-the ancient
threw tiles along the wall in his spare time, and bored himself to pull nails on the wall. In cold weather, the window lattice is broken to the fire, and in summer, the door is dragged to block the path. Zhai
tore the cloth into the foot strap, and the tooth incense was stolen for the vine. Often pour the oil into the glass, grab the bowl and grab the pot to win the bet. Master
Sanzang listened to the words and said in his heart, "Poor thing! My disciple is one of those monks with no spine? " I wanted to cry, but I was afraid that the old monk in the temple would laugh at him. But I secretly pulled my clothes to wipe my tears, swallowed my anger and hurried out to meet three disciples. Seeing Master's angry face, Monkey asked, "Master, did the monks in the temple call you?" "Never," said the Tang Priest. Pig said, "Sure, no, why is there still some crying?" "Scold you for coming?" Monkey asked. "I didn't scold either," said the Tang Priest. "Why are you so upset?" Monkey said, "You have never beaten or cursed. Is the good way homesick? " The Tang Priest said, "Disciple, it's not convenient for him here." Monkey said with a smile, "I think it's a Taoist here?" The Tang Priest said angrily, "There are Taoist priests in the temple, but only monks in the temple." "You are useless," said Monkey, "but monks are just like us. As the saying goes, under the Buddha's meeting, everyone is destined. Sit down and wait for me to go in and see. " Good Monkey pressed a gold hoop on the top, tied a skirt around his waist, and clung to the iron bar. He pointed to the three Buddha statues and said, "You are a fake statue made of clay and gold. Don't you feel anything inside?" My grandson Bao led the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha for the true scriptures. I'm here to stay tonight, so please sign up with me as soon as possible! If you don't wait for me, I'll break the golden body with a stick and teach you to show your true colors! " The Great Sage was banging his fork in front of him, when he saw a Taoist who burned incense in the evening, lit a few sticks of incense and inserted them in the furnace in front of the Buddha. He was stunned by Monkey's duh, and when he got up, he saw his face fall again, and he was so scared that he ran into the abbot to report, "Sir, there is a monk coming outside!" The monk said, "You Taoist priests should fight less! A line of lectures told him to squat down on the front porch, and what to report! Say twenty again! " The Taoist said, "Sir, this monk is different from that monk. He was born with a bad temper and no spine." The monk said, "What's it like?" "It's a round eye," said the Taoist. "Check your ears, your face is covered with hair, and Leigong has a mouth. If you hold a stick in your hand and bite your teeth and hate it, you have to find someone to beat you. " The monk said, "Wait for me to go out and watch." As soon as he opened the door, Monkey came crashing in. He was really ugly: seven tall and eight low, with a solitary face, two yellow eyes and one knocking his forehead; The fangs are born outside, just like crabs, with meat inside and bones outside. The old monk shut the abbot's door in panic. Master
Monkey caught up with him and smashed the door leaf, saying, "Clean the clean house as soon as possible, so I can go to bed!" Hiding in his room, the monk said to the Taoist priest, "Do you blame him for being ugly? It turned out that he was boasting and pretending to be such a face. I don't even have 3 abbots, Buddhist temples, bell and drum towers and two corridors here, but he wants 1 rooms to sleep, but where did he come from? " The Taoist said, "Master, I am also from tourist trap. How can you promise him?" The monk shouted loudly, "The elder who stayed for the night, I dare not stay in this small barren mountain because it is inconvenient. Let's stay elsewhere." Monkey turned the stick into a pot with a straight wall and stood in the courtyard, saying, "Monk, if it's inconvenient, you can move out!" The monk said, "We passed it on from the temple where the children lived to the master, and the master passed it on to our generation, and our generation will inherit from our children and grandchildren. He doesn't know where it is, but he's pretending to teach us to move. " The Taoist said, "Sir, it's not a big deal. You can move out, but you're carrying a child through the door." The monk said, "Don't talk nonsense! We, four or five hundred monks, old and young, are moving there? Move out, but there is no place to live. " When Monkey heard this, he said, "Monk, there is nowhere to move, so he came out with a proofing stick!" The old monk called, "Taoist, go out and make a stick with me." The Taoist panicked and said, "Grandpa! That big shoulder, teach me to make a proof stick! " The old monk said, "Keep the army for a thousand days, and use it once. Why don't you go out? " The Taoist said, "Don't say that the bearer is calling. If he falls down, he will crush a paste!" The old monk said, "Don't talk about pressure, just stand in the courtyard and walk at night. I don't remember, I also hit a big hole at one end!" The Taoist said, "Master, you know it's so heavy, but you teach me what kind of stick to play when I go out?" When trouble broke out in his house, Monkey heard, "Even if it is, it can't be forbidden. If one of them is killed with a stick, my master will blame me for the attack again. Wait till I find another one to hit you. " Suddenly, I looked up and saw a stone lion outside the abbot's door, but I raised my stick and played table tennis. When the monk saw it in the window, he was scared and numb. He hurriedly arched under the bed, and the Taoist went into the pot door, shouting, "Grandpa, the stick is heavy! It is forbidden, convenient and convenient! " "Monk," Monkey said, "I won't hit you. I ask you: How many monks are there in this temple? " "There are two hundred and eighty-five rooms in the front and back," said the monk and official, fighting for the rope. "There are five hundred rooms in the * * *.