When these two little Taoist priests saw Wukong like this, they were not unreasonable people.

They simply said to Wukong, "If there are relatives among these monks, it would be easy. We will wait here for a while, and you can go and get the relatives. There are five hundred monks here."

Everyone, if there really is an uncle, it is a rare fate, so I will let him go and then go into the city with you."

Wukong Walker was very grateful. He bowed and bowed again and said goodbye to these two little Taoist priests who were sitting here and being lazy.

He walked to the beach while beating the fishing drum.

However, there are no relatives of his here.

However, Wukong is not that stupid monkey.

He spoke a little louder just now, and the monks over there could hear clearly what he said.

As soon as Wukong walked over, he saw the monks over there kneeling down and saying, "Grandpa! We have never been lazy! A total of five hundred monks are here! Are there any relatives of the Taoist Grandpa among us?

Yes!"

When Wukong saw these monks looking like this, he didn't laugh at them for having no backbone.

On the contrary, they felt that they had been bullied a little too much by the Taoist priests here, so they all became afraid.

Therefore, Wukong first shook his hand, and then opened his mouth and said, "I'm not here to supervise the work. If you think you heard some of the voice I spoke just now, you should know that I'm here to find a relative."

When the monks saw that Wukong really wanted to find his wife, not to entertain them, they just circled around in order to come up.

Each of them wanted to make their bald heads shine brighter in the sunshine, and their faces were darker than bronze. Each one of them was either coughing or making noises, trying to get more from Wukong.

Pay more attention.

Although all of them know that they have never had a Taoist relative, but at this time there is a hope of escaping the suffering of the world, and that is a game of hope.

On Wukong Walker's side, it's rare to see these strange monks acting like little obedient people who are not afraid of themselves.

He laughed when he saw the expressions on these people's faces eager to be rescued.

These monks waited for a while, and some of them were impatient.

Just listen to the anxious person say, "I don't recognize my relatives, how can I laugh here?"

Wukong thought it was funny, so he asked, "Do you know what I'm laughing at?"

"Hahaha!"

Wukong didn't care what these monks thought. He said directly, "I laugh at you monks who are not good-looking."

"The parents who gave birth to you are also guilty of the evil spirit of Huagai."

"You think it's because you either harmed your parents or hindered your sisters, that's why you were sent out to become a monk by your family."

After Wukong mocked him, he said, "Since you have already entered the Samana, why don't you respect the Three Jewels, respect the Buddha's Dharma, and don't recite sutras? Instead, you work here as long-term workers for the Taoist priest and treat them like slaves?"

When these monks heard this, even the clay figures felt angry.

But they were afraid of being beaten, so they could only say angrily, "Master! Are you here to find a relative, or are you here to humiliate me?"

"You old man is a Taoist priest from outside. You don't know the inside story of this place and don't know the pros and cons, so you can say such sarcastic words!"

Wukong Walker also remembered that he came here not to chat and talk nonsense, but to explore the news.

He then said, "I really don't know what the benefits are for you here."

When these monks saw this foreign Taoist priest, they all shed tears. They said, "I am waiting for the passing of a country, but I prefer that Taoist priest. I only like people like the master. I am very tired of waiting for the Buddha."

Son."

In order to corroborate the information given by the two little Taoist priests, Wukong continued to ask, "What is the reason?"

These monks said, "Just because of the matter of calling for wind and rain, after the three immortals came here, they just dropped some rain."

"So he tricked the king into destroying us. Not only did he demolish all our temples and collect all the ultimatums, but he also refused to allow us to return to our hometown or become servants in the yamen. We could only serve these immortals.

Service, we are also suffering unbearable hardships!”

"In contrast, whenever a wandering Taoist passes by here, he can receive the reward from the past."

"If a monk comes from afar, no matter where he comes from, as long as he comes here, he has to work as a long-term worker for this Taoist family."

Wukong nodded, this was no different from what he heard from the two little Taoist priests.

If we say the biggest difference, it is that these two groups of people have different perspectives and different feelings.

He continued to ask, "Those immortals must have some ingenious magic that fooled the king? If it is just a small magic like making wind and rain, it is just a heresy, how can the king here pay so much attention to it?"

These monks talked about each other, and they said, "The Immortal Master also knows how to meditate, turn water into oil, turn stones into gold, knead sand and refine mercury, and other magical arts."

"Nowadays, a Sanqing temple has been built in the city. They chant sutras and repent every day, praying for the king to live forever and extend his life for thousands of years. It seems that these methods made the king give up."

Wukong Walker said, "If this is the case, then you all can leave."

Wukong wanted to let them go, but they didn't dare to leave.

Some brave monks said directly, "Master! You can't go! You can't go! The immortal can ask the king here to draw a picture of our figures and faces."

"Across the country, no matter where it is, even in the countryside, there are hangings."

"His Chechi country is very large and has a vast territory. Whether it is the state capital, county or township, or even the market place in the village or town, there are portraits of monks like us."

"As long as you capture a monk, you can be rewarded with fifty taels of silver!"

"Fifty taels!"

"In this vast ocean of people, how can we escape even if we leave here?"

"Not to mention the real monks like us, there are those who like to shave their heads, or those who are born bald, or whose hair is already sparse. Under such circumstances, they can easily be arrested. ”

"There are so many people in this country. It's not like we haven't tried to escape. It's just that we will be caught after we escape."

"We can't do anything to catch one of them and sit together together, so we continue to sit next to each other here."

When Wukong Walker heard this, he was also a little impatient. He said directly, "In that case, you might as well just go and die."

When these monks heard this, they were even more sad.

Among them, those who had not cried so much that they burst into tears said, "Master! Master! How come there is no one who is dead! Those who are are all dead! There are originally more than two thousand monks here, and many of them cannot bear this suffering and bear this. I’m suffering, I can’t bear the cold and heat here, I can’t adapt to the water and soil here.”

"There were six to seven hundred people who died alive, and then there were seven or eight hundred people who committed suicide. Now there are only five hundred people like us left who cannot die, suffering here."

Wukong Walker asked, "Nothing in this world is easier than wanting to die. Why can't you die?"

These monks said with a grimace, "We don't know why, but if we want to hang ourselves, the rope we are pulling will inevitably break."

"If we want to commit suicide with that sword, the sword must not be sharp."

"We want to drown, but after entering the water, we will automatically float up again."

"Even if you take the poison, your body will still be safe from any damage."

When Wukong Walker heard this, he immediately praised, "Good luck! Good luck! This is the longevity granted to you by heaven and earth!"

The last thing these monks heard was the word longevity. The monks said with a grimace, "Master! Master! You missed one word! I don't think this is longevity. It's obviously a crime of longevity!"< /p>

They continued, "I can't eat enough for three meals a day, and the brown rice used to make porridge is still thin porridge. There is no place for me to cover myself at night, so I can only sleep on the beach."

"It's just that when I close my eyes, the man of God will come to support me."

Wukong Walker asked curiously, "You were too tired and had hallucinations. Or did you see the ghost with a bull's head and a horse's face? Or was it a black and white ghost?"

Speaking of which, Wukong has also seen these ghosts and immortals in the human world.

That happened hundreds of years ago, and Wukong still feels a little nostalgic about it now.

The monks ignored Wukong's recollection and said, "Master! It's not a ghost! It's not a ghost! It's Liu Ding Liu Jia, the Guardian Jia Lan!"

"Such gods will appear at night. If there are monsters that freeze to death or starve to death at night, they will keep their names and die without being taught."

Wukong Walker complained, "These gods and gods are so unreasonable. Instead of letting you escape from the sea of ​​suffering, they are protecting your lives and making you live here for a long time?"

Only then did the monks say, "We have thought the same way and have complained many times. It's just that these gods came into our dreams and told us and tried to persuade us several times."

"It is said that suffering here is a natural hardship. As long as you don't die and endure this period of time, you can wait until the Holy Monk of the Tang Dynasty from the East passes by here on his way to the West to obtain scriptures."

"The gods told us that the holy monk has a disciple named Monkey King, the Monkey King. He is a capable man with great supernatural powers and a warm-hearted heart who likes to take care of injustices in the world."

"As long as he comes, he can destroy the Taoist priests here, let the king respect you and other monks again, and revive the Samana Zen sect."

Wukong heard the remote compliments of Liuding Liujia and Protector Jialan, and he was also very happy in his heart.

He thought in his heart, "Not to mention that I, Old Sun, have some means, but I don't have any means. He is waiting for these gods to spread my reputation here first. Can I find a way to rescue him?"

When Wukong thought of this, he felt that the information had been collected.

He also knew that this tribulation, like the previous ones, was arranged by the Bodhisattva.

He pulled away, beat the fishing drum, and left the monks.

When he walked to the city gate, he saw the two little Taoist priests.

The young Taoist priests were already resting comfortably at this time. They asked, "Sir, can you find any of these monks who have relatives?"

Wukong Walker said here, "These five hundred are all related to me."

The two young Taoist priests suddenly laughed and said, "How come you have so many relatives?"
To be continued...