When Sun Wukong heard what his master said, he hurriedly untied his bag. In the middle of the package, he saw a few thick-dough cakes and handed them to his master. He saw the bright and bright cotton cloth and a golden flower hat. Sun Wukong suddenly looked at him and asked, "Did this coat be brought by Dongtu?"

Sanzang agreed casually, "I wore this hat when I was a child. If I wear it, I would chant the scriptures without teaching the scriptures; if I wear this clothes, I would chant the scriptures without performing the scriptures."

Sun Wukong suddenly smiled curiously and said, "Good Master, just put it on me."

Sanzang said: "I'm afraid that the lengths are different. If you can wear them, just wear them."

Sun Wukong responded with a smile, then took off his old white cloth straight and put on the cotton cloth straight and just like measuring his body and putting on his hat.

Seeing that he was wearing a hat and did not eat dry food, Sanzang silently recited the tight spell.

Sun Wukong's face changed and hugged his head with his hands and shouted, "Heart, headache!"

Tang Sanzang couldn't stop chanting several times, causing Sun Wukong to roll over the ground in pain, and scratched the golden hat. Sanzang was afraid that Sun Wukong would break the golden hoop, so he hurriedly stopped chanting.

Sanzang stopped and did not recite, and Sun Wukong would no longer feel pain. He reached out to touch his head, and it looked like a golden thread, tightly tied on it, unable to take it down, and it could not be pulled down, and it had already grown up. Sun Wukong was secretly shocked and hurriedly took out the needle from his ear, inserted it into the hoop, and sent it out.

Sanzang was afraid that he would cut it off, so he started to recite it again. He still felt pain, and he felt so painful that he was standing upright, somersaulted, red ears, red face, and swelling eyes and numb body.

Seeing that he was in such pain, Sanzang couldn't bear it and stopped talking again. His head no longer hurts.

Only then did Sun Wukong react and looked at Sanzang with anger and said, "It turns out that my master cursed me."

Sanzang hurriedly said, "I recited the Tight Hook Sutra, how did you curse you?"

Sun Wukong said suspiciously: "Look at it again."

Sanzang really recited again, and Sun Wukong really started to have a headache again. He hurriedly cried out in pain: "Don't recite, don't recite! I will hurt if I recite it! Why is this happening? What's going on?"

Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong without answering the question and said, "Did you listen to my teachings today?"

Sun Wukong lowered his head and responded quickly: "I'll listen to the teachings!"

"Do you dare to be rude?" Sanzang said again.

Sun Wukong, whose eyes were shining with a cold light, lowered his head and looked gentle and responded carefully: "I dare not!"

Although he agreed, his heart was already full of anger and murderous intent. He put the needle in his mouth and the bowl was as thick as a bowl, and when he saw Tang Monk he wanted to start, Sanzang was so panicked that he recited it two or three times. The monkey fell to the ground and threw the iron rod and couldn't raise his hand. He only taught: "Master! I know! Don't recite it again, don't recite it again!"

Sanzang said angrily: "How come you bully your heart? How dare you hit me?"

Sun Wukong waved his hand in a hurry, and then asked with his eyes flashing, "I never dared to fight. I asked Master, who taught you this method?"

Sanzang didn't think much about it and said directly: "It was just a mother who taught me."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he was furious and said, "No need to talk about it! This old mother is sure to be Guanyin! Why did she wait to harm me! Wait until I go to the South China Sea to beat her!"

Sanzang hurriedly said, "Since she taught me this method, she must know first. If you go to her trouble, how can you bear it when she recites it?"

Seeing that Sanzang was right, Sun Wukong really didn't dare to move, so he had to turn his heart. He pressed the shame, anger and resentment in his heart and knelt down and said, "Master! This is her way of doing what she does to me, and teach me to go with you. I won't mess with her. Don't act as a saying, just recite it. I'm willing to protect you and you will never regret it."

Seeing Sun Wukong so earnest, Sanzang couldn't help but sigh in relief: "Since that's the case, I'll serve me to get on the horse."

Then Sun Wukong quickly stood up, cheered up his spirits, tied up a bunch of cotton cloth, buckled the horse, packed his luggage, supported Sanzang on his horse, and ran westward. However, only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

When the master and disciple left, the void wafted slightly in place, and Yang Jiao, wearing a purple-gold brocade robe, appeared out of thin air.

"Poor Sun Wukong, I'm afraid he's not feeling well now? Yes, a giant dragon who escaped from trouble was put on a dragon cover again, it's really..." Yang Jiao, who shook his head and said with a faint smile, turned to the air in front of him and said, "Bodhisattva, do you say that you are plotting against him like this, will he hold a grudge?"

The breeze in the void was gentle, without any movement. Yang Jiao's words seemed to be saying to the breeze.

"That tight hoop was told by the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha to put it on Sun Wukong? Sun Wukong is a disciple of the Mother of Cundi. I wonder what the Mother of Cundi's attitude was like in this matter?" Yang Jiao continued to smile indifferently.

Ripples appeared in the air in front of him. Guanyin Bodhisattva, who finally appeared, couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao with a frown: "Yang Jiao, you seem to be very interested in our Buddhist affairs!"

"Now, the Buddhist teachings spread eastward, but it is a major event that shocked the prehistoric world. Among the Eastern Xuanmen, there are many people paying attention to this matter, including the Bodhisattva's former teacher Yuanshi Tianzun!" Yang Jiaoyun chuckled and said casually.

Listening to Yang Jiao’s words, Guanyin Bodhisattva’s expression became a little unnatural.

The cold eyes of the phoenix looked at Yang Jiao, and the slightly silent Guanyin Bodhisattva said coldly: "That's true! But Yang Jiao, you seem to have paid too much attention to this matter, right?"

"So what? The Bodhisattva is very generous, right?" Yang Jiao smiled without objection.

"I don't have the heart to joke with you! Yang Jiao, no matter what you want, if you dare to ruin my Buddhist great cause to seek scriptures, I will not spare you, and the Buddha will not let you go!" Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly shouted with a deep face.

Hearing Guanyin Bodhisattva's words, Yang Jiao also looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva with a slightly consolidation of smile on his face: "Can I understand that the Bodhisattva is a threat and intimidation to me?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Yang Jiao with cold eyes. Although he did not speak, a breath of pressure was emitted from his body, causing the surrounding space to twist slightly.

"I heard for a long time that the Bodhisattva is a powerful person in Western Buddhism, with his magic powers that are so powerful! I am not talented, but I always want to ask for advice!" Feeling the vague fluctuations of Guanyin Bodhisattva's body. Yang Jiao, whose eyes narrowed slightly, also flashed purple light in an instant, causing the surrounding void to fluctuate slightly, as if the water surface wrinkled by the wind.

Yang Jiao and Guanyin Bodhisattva confronted each other, and the invisible aura spread out, causing the void within hundreds of meters to tremble, as if it was about to shatter at any time.

Soon, the dazzling purple light and the golden Buddha light smashed together in the void.

"Peng!" With a muffled sound, the space fluctuated like water waves, and the ground, rocks, and plants all turned into nothingness wherever they passed.

"Yeah!" Yang Jiao, who was slightly shocked, flicked back and disappeared.

Seeing Yang Jiao leave, Guanyin Bodhisattva, whose breath was converging, looked moved and looked surprised: "I didn't expect that Yang Jiao's Taoism was so profound."

"It seems that you have to be more careful!" Guanyin Bodhisattva, whose expression was slightly solemn, murmured. His figure moved and sank into the void.

At this time, on the top of a steep mountain dozens of miles away, Yang Jiao, who was staggering out of the twisted void, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then looked solemn: "Guanyin Bodhisattva. I underestimated her!"

"Uncle Yang Jiao, what's wrong with you?" With a soft cry, a fiery red light fell beside Yang Jiao, and it was the girl.

Seeing the girl, Yang Jiao couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "Bao Nu? Why are you here?"

"Uncle Yang Jiao. Who hurts you? Tell me, I'll let my father avenge you!" said the girl.

Yang Jiao, who shook his head and smiled helplessly, said hurriedly: "I'm nothing, I'm just a minor injury! Senior Brother Dihuang, I'm afraid I don't have the idle intention to deal with my affairs. What is this place? How could you come here alone?"

"This is Yingchou Stream!" The girl said, then curled her lips and said, "As for why I am here, it's all because of a small loach in this stream."

...

But Sun Wukong accompanied Tang Monk to the west for several days. It was the cold day of the twelfth lunar month, with the north wind and the snow and the slithering and the rugged roads were coming to the cliffs and rugged roads, and the mountains were steep.

Sanzang was on the horse, and heard the sound of water from afar, and turned around and shouted, "Wukong, where is the water sound?"

Sun Wukong thought for a while and said, "I remember this place is called Shepan Mountain Yingchou Stream, and it must be that the water in the stream is loud."

While talking, the horse arrived at the edge of the stream, Sanzang looked at it, but saw:

The cold veins pass through the clouds, and the clear and clear waves reflect the red sun. The sound shakes the night rain and smells the valley, and the colorful glows dazzle in the space.

The waves of thousands of feet fly and squirt the jade, and a pool of water roars and breeze roars. The flow returns to the thousands of acres of smoke and waves, and the gulls and egrets are forgotten and they meet each other.

The master and the disciple were looking at each other, and saw a sound from the stream, and a dragon came out, like a white rainbow light, pushing the waves, storing out of the cliff mountain, and heading towards Tang Monk.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong hurriedly threw away his luggage, flew over and carried his master off the horse, not caring about entanglement with the white dragon, and turned around and left.

Seeing that the dragon couldn't catch up, it roared and swallowed his white horse and bridle in one bite, and still stumbled into the water.

Sun Wukong sent his master to sit on the high acres. When he came to lead the horse and carry the load, he only had a load of luggage, but the horse disappeared. He delivered the luggage to his master and said, "Master, that evil dragon has left, but our horses are gone, so we are afraid that our horses will be scared away by them."

When Sanzang heard this, he panicked and said hurriedly: "Advisor, the mountain road is difficult and dangerous. When will the horse be his master be able to pass through Panshe Mountain? Go and get the horse back!"

Sun Wukong nodded quickly and replied, "Don't worry, Master, wait for me to see."

After saying that, Sun Wukong whistled and jumped in the air, with his golden eyes on his eyes, and watched with his hands around, but there was no trace of the horse. He pressed the cloud head and reported to Tang Monk: "Master, our horse is probably eaten by the dragon, and we can't see it any more."

Sanzang frowned in disbelief and said, "Advisor, how big can that guy have, but he ate the horse even with his saddle and bridle? I thought he was shocked and walked in the mountain depression. Take a closer look."

Sun Wukong shook his head confidently and said, "Master, you don't know my ability. My eyes often see the good and bad luck of a thousand miles in the daytime. It's like a dragonfly spreading its wings within a thousand miles, and I can see it too. How could I not see that big horse!"

When Sanzang heard this, he sighed and said, "Since he ate it, how can I move forward! It's so pitiful! How can I walk through these thousands of miles and mountains!"

As he spoke, Tang Monk burst into tears without realizing it.

When Sun Wukong saw that he was about to cry, he felt bored. He couldn't resist the irritability and shouted: "Master, don't you want this pustules! You sit, sit! Wait until Old Sun goes to find that guy and teaches him to return my horse."

Sanzang hurriedly reached out and pulled him, "Advisor, where are you looking for him? I'm afraid he's secretly stolen, but he won't even hurt me again? At that time, both men and horses died, how can they live!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he became more angry. He shouted Ru Lei: "You are so useless, you are not good! You want to ride a horse and don't let me go. You look at your luggage like this and sit until you are old!"

Sun Wukong was still angry with the shouting of a roar, and only heard someone in the air saying, "Sage Sun, don't be upset, brother Tang Yu, don't cry. We are gods sent by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and we are here to secretly protect the scholars."

When Tang Monk heard this, he was surprised and happy and stood up to worship.

However, Sun Wukong shouted bluntly: "Which are you waiting for? But I'll be better when I sign up."

The gods looked at each other and replied, "Great Sage, we are the Six Dings and Six Jias, the Five Directions Jiedi, the Four Qualifications of Gongcao, and the One Eighteen Guardians. Each of them takes turns to be on duty to listen."

Sun Wukong nodded and pointed at them and shouted, "Who will start today?"

The common people revealed the truth: "Ding Jia, Gong Cao, and Jia Lan cycle. We have revealed the truth in the five directions, but the golden head shows the truth in the day and night."

Sun Wukong said: "Since that's the case, those who are not on duty will retreat, leave the Six Dings Generals, the Rising Gongcao and the Ji Di to protect my master. Wait until Old Sun finds the evil dragon in the stream and teaches him to return it to me."

The gods respectfully obeyed the orders. Sanzang felt relieved. He sat on the cliff and told Sun Wukong to be careful.

Sun Wukong waved his hand impatiently and said, "Master, don't be too verbally speaking, just be content with mercy."

The good monkey king, tied a bunch of cotton cloth, lifted up his tiger-skin skirt, buckled a golden hoop and iron rod, cheered up his spirits, and was half cloudy and half mist on the water surface, shouting: "Splash loaches and give me a horse, give me a horse!"

But the little white dragon ate Sanzang's white horse and was lying in the middle of the bottom of the stream, numbing the spirit and cultivating his nature. He could only hear someone scolding Soma. He couldn't hold back his anger and jumped up and said, "Where are you monkey heads? How dare you praise this sea mouth here?"

When Sun Wukong saw him, he heard his shouting again and shouted angrily! "Don't go! Return me to Mahara!"

As he said that, Sun Wukong just raised his rod and beat him up. The little white dragon also roared and opened his teeth and claws to grab him. The two of them were in this bet in front of the ravine, and it was really a Xiaoxiong. But see that:

The dragon slaps its claws, the monkey holds the golden hoop. The beard droops the white jade line, the eye is covered with red gold lamps. The beard is under the beard spraying colorful mist, the iron rod in the hand dances strong wind. The one is the karma of the mother, and this is the fairy who bullies the generals. Both of them are suffering from difficulties, and they are all capable of success now.
To be continued...