Chapter 432 The whole city is talking about that man
Outside the city of Chang'an, a ragged little monk came in, leaning on a bamboo stick and carrying a bamboo basket, looking exhausted.
He looked up at the tall, majestic, and magnificent Chang'an City. His clear eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Xiaotian, look, this is Chang'an City!"
The bamboo basket moved slightly, and a puppy's head popped out. It was completely black, and there was a hint of human surprise in its black eyes.
Obviously, the puppy was also amazed at the prosperity of Chang'an. After wandering around, this was the first time he saw such a magnificent city.
The little monk smiled and said, "Xiaotian, the people of Chang'an seem very kind. I will go and beg for a vegetarian meal later. You must be starving."
“Woof woof!”
The little black dog barked twice, but there was a hint of helplessness in its eyes. If it hadn't been under a forbidden spell by the old monk, why would it pretend to be harmless and secretly protect the little monk instead of just being the North Mountain Demon King?
This little monk is not a bad person, he just likes to meddle in other people's affairs. If it weren't for the monk's secret care, the little monk would have died countless times along the way.
But it was gradually moved by the little monk's kindness.
When it rained, he would take off his thin clothes and cover them on the bamboo basket, enduring the wind and rain himself. Then he would hide in the haystack at night, shivering and sneezing constantly.
He would rather starve than steal fruits and vegetables from the roadside. Whenever he came for alms for a vegetarian meal, the little monk would always give him most of it. Then, no matter how hungry he was, he would first devoutly recite sutras and pray for the families who gave him the vegetarian meal.
Once, it couldn't help but stole some bacon from a family. The little monk didn't beat or scold it, but quietly went up the mountain to collect firewood and brought it to the door of the family, bundle after bundle, until his hands were bleeding and his feet were covered with blisters.
From then on, this once unrestrained Demon King of Beishan never stole any food from mortals again.
For those stray cats and dogs, the little monk would often take out his remaining food and share it with them. If there was no food left, he would foolishly apologize to the stray cats and dogs, saying that he was afraid of pain and did not dare to follow the Buddha's example of cutting flesh to feed the eagle, and asked the cats and dogs not to blame him.
After traveling thousands of miles through mountains and rivers, it saw a Buddha's heart as bright as glass.
The only thing that made it depressed was that the little monk, relying on a tattered copy of "Three Hundred Children's Songs", would rush forward stubbornly when he encountered a demon that was harming people, without caring about his own life or death.
If it hadn't made a move in secret, the little monk would have become the demon's meal long ago.
It was a little confused as to why the old monk was so powerful while his disciples had no magic power. The only thing he had with a dagger was that he had some skills, but the young monk was unwilling to use it easily.
But none of this matters anymore. Now that it has finally arrived in Chang'an, it has completed the mission of the old monk. Once it finds the other party and removes the forbidden spell for itself, it will be able to live happily again!
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"Xuanzang... come in."
The officer on duty at the city gate carefully checked the little monk's documents and let him enter the city after confirming that they were correct.
The people behind Xuanzang were still pushing forward.
"Hurry up, the Fengshan Ceremony is about to begin. This is a once-in-a-lifetime event. I heard that His Majesty and Master Li will be present!"
"Yes, I came all the way from Xuzhou just to see Master Li. If he hadn't killed the evil Buddha, my father's revenge would never be avenged!"
"Although we can't go in, we can watch from afar and see the demeanor of Master Li. It will be worth the trip if we can get a little bit of his aura!"
Listening to people's discussions, Xuanzang was a little surprised.
Who is this great man, Li Zhenren?
It seemed that his master had never told him about this person, but he had heard of the Evil Buddha. He was said to be a very powerful Buddhist monk, but unfortunately he did many bad things and ruined the reputation of Buddhism.
Xuanzang continued walking forward. He came to the door of Chang'an Restaurant. Just as he was about to ask for alms, he heard the voice of the old restaurant owner, revealing his joy that was hard to conceal.
"As you all know, Master Li once visited my Chang'an Restaurant and drank my precious wine. Today, His Majesty is convening the Fengshan Ceremony. I heard that Master Li will become the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. Haha, on such a happy day, all the food and drinks in my Chang'an Restaurant will be discounted by 70% to celebrate Master Li and the Tang Dynasty!"
The guests cheered and drank.
"Congratulations to Master Li, and to the Tang Dynasty!"
"The old shopkeeper is so generous!"
"When Master Li becomes the Imperial Master, he will definitely vigorously crack down on the demons. By then, we can live in peace and no longer have to worry about being eaten one day!"
As Xuanzang listened to what everyone said, he couldn't help but become more curious about Master Li.
He asked for a Hu pancake, gave half to Xiaotian, and then left the restaurant. He originally wanted to find his master, but he kept hearing a name along the way.
Master Li!
In the teahouse, there is a storyteller who tells the story of Master Li's battle against the evil Buddha and the Tibetan master. The story has been popular for a long time. I don't know how many times he has told it, but there are still many people who enjoy listening to it.
Even the children on the street were playing games of slaying demons and monsters.
One person plays the role of Li Zhenren, and the other plays the role of the evil Buddha, and both of them hold wooden sticks.
"Hey, take my sword!"
The child who played the role of Li Zhenren swung a sword, and the other person fell to the ground with a scream, his limbs twitching, and he shouted to Li Zhenren to spare his life. I, Maha, will never dare to do that again.
After the performance, the child who played Maha patted his butt and said, "Change back quickly, I want to be Master Li too!"
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Xuanzang carried Xiaotian on his back and unknowingly walked to the south of the city. He was now more and more curious about Master Li. This man had such high prestige among the people of Chang'an, he was like an immortal.
With great magical powers, he can slay demons and monsters. How enviable...
South City Altar.
There was a huge crowd here, and many people spontaneously crowded outside the altar, but were blocked by soldiers and bad guys.
Xuanzang squeezed in the crowd, standing on tiptoe to look out, trying to see what Master Li looked like, but unfortunately, the ceremony seemed to have not started yet.
I don’t know how long it had been, but just when Xuanzang was about to leave to find his master, he suddenly heard everyone’s exclamations.
"His Majesty is here!"
"Master Li is here too!"
"Look, that's Master Li. He's so handsome. No wonder my daughter dreams of marrying him."
"Wow, Master Li actually flew here. Is this the legendary flying on clouds and mist?"
Xuanzang raised his head and stared blankly at the figure who was standing on auspicious clouds, holding a whisk, and dressed in snow-white clothes. His eyes were shocked and he stood there in a daze.
"Big...Big brother?"
The handsome Taoist standing on the auspicious clouds, with features as beautiful as jade, an elegant and refined temperament, and eyes and brows that are extremely familiar, isn't he the elder brother he has been thinking about?
The eldest brother became more handsome than before, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible divine light, which made it difficult for Xuanzang to look directly at him.
"You are really my big brother..."
Xuanzang looked at Li Daoxuan's figure, touched the Yuchang sword at his waist, and recalled the scenes when the two of them spent time together in the Dacheng Temple. He felt very grateful and nostalgic.
It turns out that the Master Li that the people of Chang'an were talking about was his elder brother Li Daoxuan!
