A big river gurgled toward the east, the water was huge, the river was more than ten miles wide, and the other side could not be seen at a glance.
A monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth was wearing a yellow monk's robe and carrying a stick on his shoulder, overlooking the mighty river in the clouds.
On the ground, a fat monk with a pig's head, drooping ears, wearing black monk's robes, and a nine-tooth rake on his shoulders led a white horse and walked casually along the river bank, muttering, "No rest in this hot day." We still have to travel, I’m exhausted.”
On the back of a white horse with lively eyes, a handsome monk wearing a brocade cassock, face like powder, lips like painted vermilion, eyes like stars, scolded with a cold face, "Bajie, it's not like you are a lazy guy who is too lazy to sleep and refuses to hurry. ? If you get up earlier, we can travel while it's cool and we won't be tired now, but you are tired?"
Zhu Bajie held the white horse, rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but muttered, "It's not tiring for you to ride on the horse..."
"Bajie, what did you say?"
On the back of the white dragon horse, Tang Monk, with face as pink as powder, lips as if painted with vermilion, and eyes like stars, frowned.
On the side, Sha Seng, who had the courage to work hard without complaint, and whose thick monk clothes were already soaked with sweat, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a naive smile, "Second Senior Brother, stop complaining. Although the weather is hot, we are not here to rush to the West as soon as possible. Lingshan? When you get the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures from Lingshan, you can go back to Gaolaozhuang."
Zhu Bajie turned to look at Sha Seng, who was sweating profusely, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Junior Brother Sha must be good at acting.
Look at the sweat on his body, it seems real.
At this moment, Sun Wukong fell from the clouds, scratched his head and ears and said to Tang Monk, "Master, the river is more than ten miles wide. I have seen it, and there is no bridge across the river ahead."
"There's no bridge across the river?"
On the horseback, Tang Seng frowned even more tightly.
Zhu Bajie sat down on the ground and muttered, "If there is no bridge across the river, then it means we can't cross the river? If we can't cross the river, what lessons can we learn from it? Let's break up as soon as possible. I can go back after selling the white dragon horse and luggage." Go to Gao Laozhuang."
"You idiot, how dare you say that?"
Sun Wukong immediately stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Bajie's ears, making Zhu Bajie beg for mercy again and again, while Sha Monk bravely laughed at the side.
Tang Monk on horseback ignored the quarreling first and second disciples. He looked at the rushing black water, thought for a moment and said to the three disciples, "Wukong, Bajie, and Wujing, you three usually Don’t you boast that you have great magical powers, that you can fly to the sky and escape to the earth?”
"Which of you is willing to carry your teacher across the river?"
Upon hearing Tang Seng's question, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng looked at each other, but no one answered.
Seeing that the disciples didn't answer, Tang Monk turned his attention to Sun Wukong, called him by name and said, "Wukong, you are the most capable, you can cross the river as your master."
Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, he scratched his head and ears and said, "Master, no. It's not like you don't know that I am a monkey and my water quality is not good. It will be bad if you fall into the river later. Bajie's water quality Well, let Bajie carry you across the river."
So Tang Seng immediately turned his attention to Zhu Bajie.
Facing Tang Seng's gaze, Zhu Bajie turned away unnaturally, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you don't carry it, carrying a mortal is like carrying a mountain, and the old pig won't carry it."
Tang Seng's pretty face, which was as white as powder, was a little gloomy, and he turned his attention to Sha Seng.
But Sha Seng, who had always been honest, honest, hard-working and uncomplaining, unexpectedly said this time, "Master, my skills are low and I am not as good as the first and second senior brothers. You should let the first and second senior brothers carry you across the river."
None of the three apprentices were willing to carry him across the river. Tang Monk's face suddenly darkened, and without saying a word, he walked towards the water first.
Seeing Tang Monk step into the dark river with one foot, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk looked at each other.
Sun Wukong winked, and Zhu Bajie immediately stepped forward, grabbed Tang Seng's sleeve, and said with concern, "Master, what are you doing? The river is so dark that I don't know how deep it is. Are you not committing suicide? ?”
Tang Monk flicked his sleeves and said in a cold voice, "If you don't want to carry me across the river on your back, then I'll go across the river myself and let go of me."
"Master, that's not possible."
"It's not that we don't want to carry you, it's just that carrying a mortal to the sky is like carrying a mountain. Please be considerate and considerate of the disciples."
In front of the dark river, the master and apprentice Westerners were in trouble.
Suddenly, a burst of folk songs suddenly sounded.
Tang Monk looked up and happened to see a small boat in the river. On the small boat, there was an old man singing folk songs while holding a bamboo pole.
Seeing the old man punting the boat, Tang Monk immediately waved and shouted, "Hey, boatman, can you help me across the river?"
Hearing Tang Monk's call, the old man in the boat held the bamboo pole, with a smile on his face, and slowly moved the boat towards the shore.
Looking at the old man on the boat, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng looked at each other. There was a look of helplessness in the three people's eyes, and Zhu Bajie shrugged his shoulders.
Here comes the work!
Isn't it strange that a ship suddenly appears in the dark face?
Even without a sharp eye, Sun Wukong knew that the old man on the boat was a monster. After all, they had experienced this kind of thing a lot.
Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng are not fools either. After all, one is Marshal Tianpeng and the other is the Curtain General of the Jade Emperor.
Besides, even a normal person can tell that there is something wrong with the boat and the old man that suddenly appeared on the river.
Tang Seng may not belong to the ranks of normal people. He has been deceived by so many people and still acts like one. Normal people cannot be so stupid.
"Monk, where do you come from and where are you going?"
The boat docked, and the old man on the boat looked at the Tang Monk with red lips and white teeth on the shore, and asked a question that most monsters would ask.
Tang Monk clasped his hands together and said politely, "Amitabha, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to Lingshan Mountain in the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. He also asked the old benefactor to help him cross the river. The poor monk is very grateful."
The old man smiled and nodded, "Easy to say, easy to say. But this old man's boat can't carry a Westerner and a horse."
Tang Monk smiled and said, "Old man, these three disciples of Poor Monk have great supernatural powers. They have their own way to cross the river. You can just cross the river with Poor Monk, don't worry about them."
Tang Seng expressed his gratitude to the old man again and raised his feet to get on the boat, but Sun Wukong grabbed Tang Seng and said, "Master, you can't get on the boat, you can't get on the boat!"
Tang Monk turned back and looked at Sun Wukong coldly, "You don't want to carry me across the river on your back. Now that there is a boat, you don't let me cross the river. Do you want to say that this old man is a monster?"
Sun Wukong was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
On the side, Zhu Bajie hurriedly stepped forward to help Tang Monk up and said to Sun Wukong, "Senior Brother, you are too worried. How can there be so many monsters? Old Zhu will accompany Master to cross the river first. You and Junior Brother Sha can cross the river by yourself."
With that said, Zhu Bajie helped Tang Seng onto the boat.
Seeing Tang Monk and Zhu Bajie boarding the boat, the old man pulled out a strange smile, propped up the bamboo pole and rowed the boat towards the center of the river.
On the shore, watching the boat carrying Tang Monk and Zhu Bajie sail to the center of the river, Sun Wukong shook his head gently and cast a questioning look at Sha Monk.
Sha Seng spread his hands and said that he didn't know this monster and didn't know who it belonged to.
In the middle of the river, the water was turbulent. The little turtle held up a bamboo pole and looked at Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie. He smiled strangely and said, "You two, the wind is strong and the waves are strong, sit tight!"
Zhu Bajie was lying on the boat with his legs crossed and a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
Tang Monk looked at the old man who had transformed into a little turtle dragon, and he was a little confused.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the river, and a rapidly rotating vortex appeared on the water. It was like a giant beast opened its mouth under the water, and swallowed the ship in the blink of an eye.
On the shore, a shocked expression appeared on Sha Seng's face at the right time, and he shouted loudly, "It's not good, Senior Brother, Master and Second Senior Brother were captured by monsters!"
Sun Wukong stamped his feet and said with regret on his face, "Junior Brother Sha, I told you not to let Master get on the boat, but Master didn't listen. Now it's better. He was captured by a monster, right?"
Sha Monk suppressed his laughter and asked Sun Wukong anxiously, "Senior Brother, now is not the time to talk. Master and Second Senior Brother have been taken away. What should we do?"
Sun Wukong lazily lay down on the grass on the shore, "Junior Brother Sha, my old Sun is not good at water. You go down first and lure the monster to the shore. Once he is lured ashore, Old Sun will have his own way to deal with him."
