Pangu Zhengzong in the prehistoric world

Seeing this strange atmosphere, Zhu Bajie laughed loudly, breaking the silence.

"You old man really have no vision. We are the kings of lying and making up bridges to deceive people. How can you deceive me with this lie!"

"Don't monks know about fasting? There are only fasting for depositing in advance and fasting for returning in advance. Where is there a fasting for the dead?"

"No one in your family has died, so why do you fast for the dead?"

Sun Wukong also asked: "Yes, you are wrong. What is fasting for the dead?"

The two The old man leaned forward and said, "Why didn't you take the right path to seek the scriptures, but came to me?"

Sun Wukong didn't know why they asked this, so he said, "I took the right path, but I saw a stream blocking my way and couldn't cross. I heard the sound of drums and cymbals, so I came to stay at my house."

The old man asked again, "Did you see anything when you got to the water?"

"Huh!" Sun Wukong exclaimed, thinking of the strangeness when he first saw Tongtian River.

However, Sun Wukong did not leave the old man aside, but replied, "I only saw a stone tablet with three words Tongtian River 03 written on it, and a cross of 800 miles and few people in the past, and nothing else."

"So that's it, it seems you didn't see it!"

The old man sighed slightly and murmured.

This puzzled the four masters and apprentices. The old man seemed to have something else to say.

So Tang Sanzang asked, "What did you say that we didn't see?"

"Yes, old man, if you have any problems, we can help you solve them, no need to hesitate!" Sun Wukong said with a guarantee.

After several rounds of conversation, the old man knew that Tang Sanzang and his disciples were not bad people.

He decided to tell them.

He just said: "Go a little further up the shore, there is a temple of the King of Inspiration only a few miles away from the stele."

Sun Wukong suddenly became interested and asked: "What is inspiration?"

The two old men shed tears and gnashed their teeth and said: "Elders, the king inspired the local temples, and his power and spirit bless the people thousands of miles away. Every year, he bestows nectar on the farm, and every year, auspicious clouds fall in the village."

Sun Wukong said: "Giving nectar and auspicious clouds are also good things, but why are you so sad and worried?"

Since it is bestowing nectar and auspicious clouds every year, it should be a good thing, why are these two old men crying so bitterly.

The old man stamped his feet and beat his chest, choking and saying, "My Lord! Although you are kind, you still have grievances, and even if you are benevolent, you still hurt people. Just because you want to eat boys and girls, you are not a righteous god."

Sun Wukong was shocked and asked, "You want to eat boys and girls?"

The old man said, "Yes."

Sun Wukong said, "I guess it's your family's turn?"

The old man nodded and said, "This year, it's just the right time for us. There are hundreds of families living here.

This place is under the jurisdiction of Yuanhui County of Chechi State, and it is called Chenjiazhuang. This king holds a sacrifice once a year and wants a boy and a girl, pigs, sheep and wine to offer to him.

HeEat it, and we will have good weather and good harvest; if we don't offer sacrifices, disasters will come. "

Sun Wukong asked: "How many sons do you have in your house?" The old man beat his chest and said: "This is my younger brother, named Chen Qing, and I am called Chen Cheng. I am 63 years old this year, and he is 58 years old this year. We are both having difficulties with children. I was 50 years old and still had no son. My relatives and friends persuaded me to take a concubine. I had no choice but to find another wife and gave birth to a daughter. She is only eight years old this year. I named her Yichengjin. "

Sun Wukong praised: "What a noble name! Why is it called Yichengjin?" The old man said: "Because of the difficulties of my children, I repaired bridges and roads, built temples and pagodas, and donated to monks. There is an account book, where I spent three taels and where I spent five taels. When I gave birth to a daughter, I spent thirty catties of gold. Thirty catties is one scale, so it is called Yichengjin. ” (To read the novels of Bao Shuang, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Sun Wukong asked again: "Is it the son of that person?"

The old man said: "My brother has a son, who is also a pariah. He is seven years old this year. Let's call him Chen Guanbao."

Sun Wukong asked: "Why is he named this?"

The old man said: "My family worships Guan Sheng, and because we prayed for this son under Guan Sheng, we named him Guanbao.

My brother and I are 120 years old, and we only have these two people. We come to my house for sacrifices every now and then, so we dare not not offer them. []

Therefore, the relationship between father and son is hard to break, so I first make a place for the child to be reborn, so it is said that those who prepare for the dead fast, this is it. ”

After hearing this, Sun Wukong’s eyes had turned red without knowing when.

The anger in his eyes could not be concealed, and a monstrous killing intent seemed to be coming out of it.

The master and his disciples had been seeking scriptures together for many years, but neither Tang Sanzang nor Zhu Bajie nor Sha Seng had ever seen Sun Wukong so angry.

The calmer Sun Wukong was, the more it showed how angry he was.

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang couldn’t stop the tears on his cheeks and said, “This is exactly what the ancients said, yellow plums don’t fall, but green plums fall, God hurts the childless people.”

Zhu Bajie asked at this time, “Old man, how much property do you have in your house?”

The two old men said, “Quite a bit, forty to fifty hectares of paddy fields, sixty to seventy hectares of dry fields, eighty to ninety pastures, two to three hundred water cattle, thirty to twenty donkeys and horses, and countless pigs, sheep, chickens, and geese.

There are also old food and clothes that can't be worn. All the family property is counted. ”

"My goodness, you have a lot of family property!" Zhu Bajie said, "You are so frugal."

The old man said, "Why do you think I am frugal?"

Zhu Bajie said, "Since you have this property, how can you bear to sacrifice your own children? You can buy a boy with fifty taels of silver.

You can buy a girl with one hundred taels of silver. It's only two hundred taels of silver. You can keep your own children for future generations. Isn't it good?

Why use your own children? You are not a poor person who can't afford to spend money. ”

The two elders said with tears: "Master! Don't you know that the kingHe is very inspired and often comes to visit us.

"He knows everything about the size of spoons and bowls in our family, and remembers the birth dates of the old and the young."

"As long as he has his own children, he will be happy. Not to mention that there is no place to buy them with two or three hundred taels, even if there are tens of millions of taels, there is no place to buy such identical children born in the same year and month."

After hearing this, Zhu Bajie said, "So that's how it is. You are really unlucky to have such an evil god here."

Sun Wukong jumped onto the chair and said to Tang Sanzang, "Master, I have seen many evil demons, but I have never seen such an evil demon as this one.

No matter who the evil demon is, I will eradicate him. No matter where he comes from, this time he will die here. ”

Seeing Sun Wukong so determined, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng both had complicated expressions.

In fact, they were also angry after hearing these things.

But thinking that the water on the journey to the west was too deep, they had to retract their heads.

On the contrary, Sun Wukong, with his innocent heart, was not so afraid. He really wanted to get rid of the King of Inspiration.

Seeing Sun Wukong so determined, the two of them couldn't help but feel ashamed..