lcionline Chapter 215 World of Famous Works 4
Chapter 215 World of Famous Works 4
Lin Xiaoqian returned to the flying car and asked Jiang Shuang, "Sister Shuang, have you taken the photos yet? The photos of me and Brother Monkey."
"I took a picture, look!"
Lin Xiaoqian leaned closer to take a look and saw that in the photo, she was sitting next to Monkey King, and the two of them were each holding a peach and laughing happily.
"Perfect! Sister Shuang, the photos are amazing! You successfully took a picture with Monkey King at the foot of Five Fingers Mountain! Send it to me when you get back!"
“I even had Liao Zhuang film you on video,” Jiang Shuang said.
Liao Zhuang raised an eyebrow and said, "I'll send it to you when I get back."
Lin Xiaoqian was satisfied.
Over there, the master and apprentice exchanged a few pleasantries and then continued on their way, with Lin Xiaoqian and the others following behind in their flying cars.
The flying car they were driving this time was huge, with several rooms for living, as well as a kitchen, living room, and bathroom. It was fully equipped, like a small house.
The flying car was covered with concealment talismans, so no one would have guessed that there was such a big thing flying in the sky.
Zhuang Damao didn't follow them any further. He still had the grand ambition of making the Tang Dynasty bigger and stronger in his heart. After glancing at Monkey King, he teleported back to the restaurant first, saying that he needed to prepare to enter the palace as the national advisor.
Lin Xiaoqian and the others told him to let them know if he needed anything, and watched Zhuang Damao teleport back.
The group followed the master and his apprentice, stopping and starting along the way. Every time Sun Wukong went to beg for alms, Lin Xiaoqian would leave a basket of peaches nearby.
Sun Wukong immediately recognized that the basket was exactly the same as the basket of peaches that the little girl who came to see him before had brought.
He was starting to have some doubts. Could it be that this little girl had been following him all along?
He searched for miles around but couldn't find anyone, so he had no choice but to accept the peaches, feeling a strange warmth in his heart.
He thought that once he finished escorting Tang Sanzang to retrieve the scriptures, he would definitely find this little girl and become sworn sisters with her.
That day, after the master and disciple stayed overnight at a farmhouse, they were robbed by several bandits. Lin Xiaoqian knew that the first conflict between the master and disciple was about to occur, and that Guanyin Bodhisattva was about to come and give them the golden headband.
Lin Xiaoqian didn't want Sun Wukong to wear that golden headband.
She said anxiously, "We have to find a way to stop Monkey King from wearing the golden headband. Once he wears it, he'll be under the control of Buddhism forever."
Liao Zhuang's eyes darted around, and he said, "Why don't we go and take care of those bandits beforehand? If we don't have this problem, Monkey King won't leave in a fit of anger, and Guanyin won't have a chance to come and deliver the golden headband."
Mo Ying frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "But this plot should be designed by Guanyin. She accepted the task from Tathagata and is determined to put the golden headband on Sun Wukong. I'm afraid we can't interfere at all. Even if Sun Wukong manages to escape this time, there will be a next time. It's unavoidable."
Lin Xiaoqian pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "Then we can only have Monkey King wear that golden headband. I have a plan..."
Meanwhile, Tang Sanzang started nagging Sun Wukong incessantly because he had killed someone, which annoyed the Monkey King so much that he ran away in a flash.
He had intended to visit the Dragon Palace, but he was stopped by Lin Xiaoqian, who suddenly appeared, before he had gone far.
Sun Wukong scratched his face and laughed, "Hey, little girl, it's you? Didn't you bring me the peaches a few days ago?"
Lin Xiaoqian said anxiously, "Brother Monkey, now is not the time for idle talk. Come here, I have something to show you."
Sun Wukong asked curiously, "What is that?"
The little girl held up a square, thin, flat object for him to see, and in the center of that object appeared the figure of Tang Sanzang.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
He immediately snatched it, examined it from all angles, and even tried to take a bite.
Lin Xiaoqian quickly snatched it away. It wouldn't matter if he bit and damaged a tablet, but wouldn't Monkey King be unable to see the screen he needed to see in a while?
"Brother Monkey, wait a minute. I'll give you one to play with after you've finished watching."
Sun Wukong found it strange, but he obediently hid next to Lin Xiaoqian and watched the screen on the tablet.
In the scene, Tang Sanzang was walking alone in the mountains at first. His mortal body soon made him pant heavily, so he had to sit down on a big rock to rest.
Soon, a woman came up from behind, offering Tang Sanzang water and a hat.
Sun Wukong quite liked the hat and planned to get it from Tang Sanzang when they got back.
But after watching for a short while, his expression suddenly changed.
It turned out that she was not an ordinary woman, but an incarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
And that hat didn't seem to be an ordinary hat either; it seemed to be a gift specifically given to Tang Sanzang to control him.
Sun Wukong was furious, scratching his ears and cheeks in anger.
"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! They actually plotted against me, Old Sun, behind my back! I'm going to settle accounts with them! I'm not going to the Western Paradise anymore!"
Hearing the constant warnings from the system in his brain, Lin Xiaoqian quickly grabbed him and reassured him, "Brother Monkey, calm down! If you go there rashly, all this information I showed you will be for nothing! Be careful that Buddha doesn't press you down under the mountain again."
Thinking of the five hundred years he had been imprisoned under the mountain, Sun Wukong paused for a moment, but didn't rush to find someone to settle scores with.
Lin Xiaoqian approached him and said, "Brother Monkey, the Buddhist sect attaches great importance to this journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. You absolutely must go! You can't refuse! However, I have a way to help you avoid this disaster."
Sun Wukong looked at her suspiciously: "Tell me, what good ideas do you have?"
"Brother Monkey, can't you create a clone by taking a single hair? Create a clone first, go back to Tang Sanzang's side, and have the clone wear that hat. Once you see the true face of that hat, then create a fake one to wear on your own head."
Sun Wukong clapped his hands, "This idea is excellent! Excellent!"
He plucked a hair from the back of his head, conjured a clone, and gently blew on it. An identical Sun Wukong appeared before him.
Without Sun Wukong saying anything, the clone disappeared from the spot with a somersault.
Lin Xiaoqian and Sun Wukong continued to stare at the tablet. Before long, they saw that the clone had returned to Tang Sanzang's side. The clone and Sun Wukong were of one mind and the clone laughed and joked with Tang Sanzang in the same way that Sun Wukong usually did.
Soon, Tang Sanzang coaxed the clone into opening the bundle with words.
The clone pretended to be curious, picked up the hat, played with it in his hands, and even deliberately praised it before putting it on his head.
As soon as Tang Sanzang saw Sun Wukong put on the hat, he immediately began reciting the Tightening-Headband Mantra.
Sun Wukong felt the pain emanating from his clone and gritted his teeth in anger.
He manipulated the clone to make him beg Tang Sanzang.
The clone immediately burst into tears, clutched his head, and scrambled to Tang Sanzang's feet, pleading, "Master! Spare your disciple! Stop now!"
Tang Sanzang stopped chanting the incantation and said earnestly, "Wukong, I am doing this for your own good. You are naturally unruly and need this tight headband to restrain you so that you can wholeheartedly devote yourself to Buddhism and ensure that we can successfully obtain the scriptures."
The clone nodded hurriedly, "Master is right, I understand. I only beg Master not to chant that spell again."
On the other side, Sun Wukong watched this scene on the tablet and secretly vowed to find an opportunity to let them know how powerful he was. But for now, he had to deal with this first.
He plucked another hair from the back of his head, put it to his lips and blew on it gently. A fake headband that looked exactly like the Tightening Headband appeared in his hand.