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Journey to the West - An Audio Drama Series· Folge 28

Journey to the West - Chapter 13 Part 2

Freitag, 15. März 2024 · 23 min

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Did you hear someone calling from the bottom of the mountain?

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Thank you Journey to the West, an audio drama. Series Chapter 13 Part 2 After half a day of walking, Sung Zung still couldn't find any people or village residents. He was both hungry and troubled by the uneven roads. As danger loomed, he saw two pairs of mighty tigers roaring ahead and several long snakes circling behind.

On the left there were menacing monsters, and on the right there were strange beasts. Sunzon was alone and helpless, so he laid down his body and heart as he awaited heaven to decide on his fate. What was worse, the horse was weak all over, even losing control of his bowels and bladder as it fell on to the ground.

The horse was no longer movable by beating or tugging. Desperate, the reverend had nowhere to hide and became overwhelmed with sorrow. He thought he was certain to die there, and there was nothing he could do about it. But even deep in danger, he still had help coming his way. As the end drew near, he suddenly saw the menacing monsters and beasts running away, and the tigers and snakes going into hiding. Sun Sung looked up and saw a man before him. He was holding a steel trodden with bow and arrows hanging on his waist.

Turning from the foot of the hill, he was indeed a fine warrior. Look at him. A hat on his head made from the skin of spotted leopards, a robe on his body made from fine wool, a belt with a lion emblem by the waist, and a pair of boots made from deer skin. With large eyes and a curly beard, he resembled frightening deities from legends. A bag of poisoned arrows hung with his bow. In his hands was a quenched, still Trident, huge and hard. His voice, loud as Thunder, shook all the mountain beasts to their nerves.

His bravery scared away what little remained of a wild fashioned soul. San Zang saw him coming near, so he knelt down by the road and folded his palms, shouting Great King, save me, save me, great King. The man approached, put down his still Triton, and helped San Zang up, saying be not afraid, outer.

I am no bandit. I am a hunter in this mountain. My last name is Liu and given name. Bochin Zhen Shan Taibao, or the Grand Guardian of the Mountain is my nickname. I was just coming by myself to find a couple mountain beasts for food. I didn't expect to meet you. I apologize for offending, Sunzang replied. I am an imperial envoy of great tongue, a monk heading to West heaven to find Buddha and Sikh scriptures. I happened to arrive at this place where I came across these many wolves, tigers, snakes and beasts. They surrounded me and kept me from moving forward. Just now the Grand Guardian arrived and drove them all away. You saved the life of this humble cleric. Thank you, thank you, Voitin

said. I am a local resident. I make a living by hunting wolves and tigers and catching some snakes and quarlers. That's why they are all afraid of me and ran away. Since you come from the nation of Tongue, we are actually compatriots, for this is still within the borders of Great Tongue, making me a citizen of Tongue as well. We both live on the soil and water of the Emperor, which means we are fellow countrymen.

Be not afraid and follow me. Rest your horse at my place and I will send you on your way to Morrow. Morning. San Zan was filled with delight by his words. He thanked Boitin and follow him with the horse. After crossing to the other side of the hill, a strong wind approached again. Boitin said. Don't move, Elder.

Just sit here. Where the wind blows comes a mountain cat. Wait as I catch it to serve you. San Zan heard his words and began panicking again. He dared not move a single step. The Grand Guardian wielded his still tritant and dashed forward in wide stripes, and right there a striped tiger met him face to face.

He saw Boughtin and hurriedly turn around to flee, but the Grand Guardian let out a thunderous roar. Curse, said the beast. Where do you think you're going? The tiger saw him getting close and turned around to charge at him with flailing claws. The Grand Guardian held up his Trident to fight back, which scared the living wits out of San Zhang, sending him limp on the grass.

When has this monk ever witnessed such violence? Since the day he left the womb. The Grand Guardian and the tiger were below the hill as man and beast fought a tight battle. What a spectacular fight. Anger filled the air like a violent wind. One brandished its fangs and claws. The other was swift to turn and dodge. Over here, the Trident came down with wild steps at the chest. Over there, the mouth of the beast wanted to swallow the foe's face.

In a flash, one might be reborn into a human. Should they clash, someone was bound to end up in the world below. Their roars could tear the mountain open and breakthrough the gates of heaven. What an admirable grand guardian Liu of the mountain. Worthy of the title. King of earthbound Beasts. The two fought for an entire chitin.

By then the Tiger's paws were slowing down and waist turning rather loose. The grand guardian raised his Triton and stepped backward at chess level. All creature. The tips of the Triton penetrated its internal organs, instantly forming a pool of blood on the ground. The hunter dragged the animal by the ear and came up hill. What a mighty man.

He wasn't at all panting and there was not a trace of the fight on his face, he told San Zan. What luck, what luck. This mountain cat is enough for you to enjoy for a whole day. San Zan was also full of praise, saying the Grand Guardian is truly a mountain God. What's in said? This is nothing. I don't deserve the compliment. I owe this to the immense blessing you brought. Let's go.

Let's hurry up and skin this thing so the meat can be cooked to serve you with the Trident in one hand and tiger in the other. He led the way ahead. Sansang follow him while tugging. The horse, having meandered, passed the hill. They came to a mountain cottage, and by its entrance there grew aged trees reaching the skies, accompanied by wild vines, flowers and bamboo.

The straw gate and fenced yard looked as if they came from a painting. The stone bridge and white walls were truly delightful and extraordinary. The crisp autumn air was a breath of austerity. Yellow leaves fell by the road as white clouds floated above the Ridge. Inside the sparse forest were the cries of mountain birds. Outside the cottage gate.

A skinny hound barked non-stop. Wochin arrived at the gate and tossed the dead tiger on the ground, yelling Where are the little ones? Out came three or four house servants, all looking rather strange and repulsive, who dragged and tugged before carrying the tiger inside. Wochin ordered hurry up and skin it so he can be used to serve the guest. He then turned around to greet Sansan inside, having finally caught up with him.

Sung Zung once again thanked Bojin for his deep favour of saving his life. With such compassion, Bojin said, we are compatriots, This isn't worth thanking for. Once they sat down and had tea. An old woman brought the wife out and they both greeted Sung Zung. Bojin said. This is my mother and this is my wife, Sung Zung said. Pray asked the old Madam to take the honour seat so the soble cleric could pay his respect.

The old woman said the elder is a guest from afar. May we all take care of ourselves. There is no need for the formalities, Wasin explained mother. He serves under the tongue emperor and is sent to the West heaven to see Buddha for scriptures. He happened to meet your child on the Ridge top just now. Considering that we are fellow countrymen, your child has brought him home to rest, the horse to Morrow. I shall send him on his way.

The old lady heard us and was overjoyed saying, good, good, very good. Even if you had purposely invited him, he wouldn't have been so right on time. To Morrow is the anniversary of your father's passing. Do ask the elder to do some good service for us, reading a scroll of scriptures and such. And on the day after to Morrow you can see him off. Lubotin may be a tiger killer and mounted guardian. He also had a filial heart.

After hearing what his mother said, he started preparing incense and paper money and asked San Zhang to stay just as they were talking. Without realizing the sky has turned dark, the servants set out tables and stalls before serving several plates of well cooked tiger meat, steaming hot and laid out. Wochin asked San Zhang to eat some now as other dishes were being prepared.

San Zhang folded his palms before his chest and said That is very kind of you. But to be honest, Grand Guardian, this humble cleric has been a monk since leaving my mother's womb. I am unable to consume meat. What's in Heard his words and fell into long and deep silence before explaining Elder the smartest.

Family for. Generations has been unable to have a vegetarian diet. I suppose we do have some bamboo shoots. We can also pluck woody ears, find some dried vegetables and make bean curds. However, those would still be fried with the oil from deer, tigers and leopards. And there is nothing vegetarian about it. My two cooking pots are also soaked in grease. What shall we do?

It's my fault that I invited the elder here, San Tsang said. Worry not, grand Guardian, please enjoy the food yourself. This humble cleric can manage three to five days without eating. I can handle starvation, but I dare not break the dietary commandment. Wochin asked. If you were starved to death, what then? Sansan answered.

Thanks to the grand guardian, I was rescued from the midst of tigers and wolves. Even if I starved to death, it would still be better than being fed to a tiger. Wochin's mother heard their conversation and interrupted my child. Stop talking nonsense to the elder. I do have vegetarian food ready to serve Whatchin asked. Where did the vegetables come from? His mother answered.

It's none of your business. I have got vegetables all right. She then asked her daughter-in-law to take down a small cooking pot and burnt the grease on it with fire. Then she scrubbed and rinse it repeatedly before placing it on the stove. She first boiled half a pot of water for later use and then cooked the leaves of the loose dried plant in water to make soup.

Afterwards, she cooked some yellow Millet to make rice. Some dry vegetables were also cooked and served on the table in two bowls, the old mother said to Sansang Elder. Please enjoy this vegetarian meal. This old woman and my son's wife have put together the cleanest drinks and food with our own hands.

Sansang left his seat to thank them before returning to be seated. Wauchin then set up another place to serve tiger meat, raw deer meat, snake meat, fox meat, along with grounded rabbit meat and dried deer meat, Though without salt or sauce, they filled every plate and bowl he was going to eat next to San Zhang, who was having vegetarian food. As he sat down and was just about to raise his chopsticks, he noticed San Zhang folded his palms and began chanting scriptures.

Whatin panicked and dared not move the chopsticks, only to hastily stand aside. Sansang merely muttered several sentences before saying please start the meal. Whatin asked. Are you one of those monks who chant short scriptures? San Zang explained. There was no scripture. It was a prayer before meal, Whatin said. You, who are out of the family of all people, are so particular about everything.

Even when you eat, you have to chant something. It was getting late. When they were done eating and putting away the dishes, Boazin brought San Zhang out from the main hall to have a stroll at the back. After walking through a corridor, they arrived at a straw pavilion. They opened the door and went inside only to find several heavy bows and crossbows hanging on the four walls, along with some quivers of arrows.

On the crossbeams hung two pieces of tiger skin, still smelling of blood. By the foot of the walls stood many Spears, knives, Tritons and sticks. Right in the middle were two seats. Wootin invited San Zan to sit down. San Zan found the place terribly scary and filthy, so he didn't sit for very long. Before leaving the straw pavilion, the pair walked further into the back and arrived at a large garden. Endless insight were clumps of yellow chrysathemone and red Maple trees.

With the rustle out came over a dozen fat deer and a huge herd of raw deer. They behaved rather gently in front of humans and were not at all afraid. San Zeng asked. I assume you kept these deer as property, Boitin explained. People like you who come from the city of Chung. An hoard treasures if you're rich and grain if you own land. Hunters like us can only raise some wild animals for rainy days.

The two chattered on as they walked and soon the sun had set. They then returned to the front residence to rest. The next morning. Everyone in the family got up to prepare a vegetarian meal for the elder. San Zan was invited to read scriptures for the occasion. The elder cleaned his hands and lit incense with the Grand Guardian before the family shrine.

Only after having paid their respect to the ancestors did San Zhang start beating the wooden fish. He first read the true spells to purify sins of the mouth, then a divine prayer to purify the body and mind. After that he read a scroll of sutra and deliverance of the dead. Once he was done chatting, Wasin asked him to write a letter of introduction to be burnt for the deliverance of the dead. Then he began reading the Diamond Sutra and Guanyin Sutra with a clear and loud voice.

After that they had a vegetarian lunch before resuming to read several chapters of the Lotus Sutra and Amitabh Sutra. Then a chapter of the Peacock Sutra was read before he told the story of the monk whose filth and sins were cured by Buddha washing him. Soon it was dark again. After making various offerings and burning all the paper guards and horses along with the letter of introduction, the Buddhist service came to a conclusion and everyone left to rest.

We now go to the soul of Boazin's father, who was allowed to leave the deaths thanks to the letter of Deliverance. His ghost soon returned to his former residence and delivered a dream to every member of the household, saying I have been suffering in the underworld without a way out and waited a very long time without a chance of rebirth.

Now, thanks to the holy monk who read scriptures and wiped out my sins, King yen has ordered his people to send me to the prosperous land of China where I will be reborn into a family of wealth. Do thank the elder and treat him well. Do not be negligent. Do not be negligent. I shall leave now. This was truly the Boundless Law has a solemn purpose to deliver the dead from pain and prediction.

The family woke up from the dream and soon the sun rose in the East Borton's wife said Grand Guardian. Last night I dreamt of dear father returning home. He said he had been suffering in the underworld without a way out and waited a very long time without a chance of rebirth. Now, thanks to this holy monk who read scriptures and wiped out his sins, King Yan has ordered his people to send him to the prosperous land of China where he will be reborn into a family of wealth. He instructed us to thank the elder and treat him well and we shall not be negligent.

After that he went out the door and drifted away. We kept calling his name but he didn't reply so we couldn't make him stay. Then I woke up and realized it was a dream. What's in said I too had a dream that was exactly the same as yours. We shall go talk to mother. The two were just about to leave when they heard their old mother calling.

What's in, my child? Come over here. I have something to tell you. The couple approached and found the old mother sitting up in bed telling them, my son. I just had a happy dream last night. I dreamed of your father coming home, He said thanks to the oldest deliverance, he had his sins wiped out and would be reborn in the prosperous land of China into a family of wealth.

Both husband and wife laughed out loud saying we both had the same dream. We were just going to tell you about it when you unexpectedly call for us and it was for the same dream. They then gather the entire family to thank Sung Zhang for what he did. They also helped him pack up and prepare the horse before bowing in gratitude, saying thank you, elder, for delivering my late father out of suffering and into rebirth.

We couldn't thank you enough, San Zan said. This humble cleric has no talent. I don't deserve your gratitude. What's in told him all about the dream the three of them had. San Zan was also overjoyed soon. A vegetarian meal was served and the family also offered a tail of silver. San Zan would not accept any money as reward. The family kept begging and pleading, yet San Zan still would not take it.

He told them. If you would be so compassionate to escort me for some distance, that would be more than enough to express your love. Woah Qin. His mother and wife couldn't convince him otherwise, so they hurry up and prepare some baked and dried food instead, before telling Beauching to escort him further along.

Sans unhappily accepted the offer. The Grand Guardian obeyed his mother's orders and instructed a couple house servants to bring his hunting tools and go on the journey together. And there insight was the endless scenery of the mountains and spectacular view of the rich. They walked for half a day before coming to a mountain on the opposite side.

Its rugged and towering form shot up into the Azure skies. Soon Sansang had arrived in front of this mountain. The Grand Guardian made the hike as if he was walking on flat land. When they were halfway up, Wootzin turned around and stood by the road saying, Elder, please go forward on your own. I shall make my way back.

Sansang heard his words and rolled down from his saddle saying By all means I begged the grand Guardian to escond me further. Was he explained Elder. You have no idea. This mountain is called Lyonsia San, the two frontier mountain. Its east side is under the jurisdiction of Great town, while the West side belonged to the Tartars. The wolves and tigers on the other side do not submit to me and I am not allowed to cross the border. That's why I need to make my way back. Please go ahead on your own.

San Zan was so alarmed he reached out to clutch Boughtin's sleeves, bidding a bitter farewell in tears. Just as they were exchanging final words before departing, A thunderous voice could be heard from the foot of the mountain. My master has arrived. My master has arrived. San Zan was shocked and numb while Boughtin trembled.

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