
Journey to the West - An Audio Drama Series· Folge 30
Journey to the West - Chapter 14 Part 2
Freitag, 19. April 2024 · 26 min
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Thank you Journey to the West, an audio drama series. Chapter 14, Part 2 The next morning, Wukong got up and asked his master to resume the journey. San Xang dressed himself and told Xingzhou to pack their belongings just as they were about to bid farewell. The old man presented them with warm water to wash their faces with, as well as a vegetarian meal.
Only when they were done eating did they set out. Sun. Tsong rode on the horse and sing Toa led the way. They ate when they were hungry and drank when they were thirsty, rested during the night and walked from morning on. Soon it was early winter. Autumn lingered on frosted red leaves, while Pines and Cypress thrived. It was still too early for snow, yet the cold wind was already unbearable.
The pair had travelled for some time when suddenly a sharp whistle was heard from the roadside. Six people rushed out, holding long Spears, short swords, sharp blades and powerful bows before shouting. You monks, where do you think you're going? Leave your horse and luggage now and we'll let you pass a life.
Sun Tan was so terrified his soul left his body and he fell off the horse, unable to speak. Cinta lifted him up and said Worry not master, this is nothing. They're here to give us clothes and money. San San, said Wukong, I think you're a bit death, aren't you? They told us to leave behind the horse and luggage.
What are you doing? Asking them for clothes and money? Sinja said. Just watch over the clothes, luggage and horse. Let Elder soon have a battle with them and see how things go. San San said A good hand is no match to two fists, and two fists are no match against four hands. They have six large men over there and you are just one little person. How dare you fight them?
Brave as usual, Sinja ignored his words and walked up with arms crossed on the chest. He greeted the six men. For what destined reason are you blocking the paths of these humble clerics? Those men answered. We are rope cutting, great kings and compassionate mountain Lords. Our names are known far and wide, but we don't expect you to know.
Leave your stuff here now and we will let you go. If you dare say have a no, we won't make certain your corpses break into pieces and your bones turn to powder, Sigdo replied. Well, I do happen to be a hereditary great king and long seated mountain Lord, but I have never heard of your big names, the man said. If you do not know, let us tell you. Then we are called yen Kansi.
I sees the light are Ting Nu ere hears rage. Bees your eye. Nose smells love. Shuatang SU Tong taste, thoughts. Yi Jian Yu well perceives desire and shun Banyo body holds worries. Wukong chuckled and said You are just six hairy little bandits. Can't you recognize that I, who left secular life, am your master and you dare block my way? Bring out the treasures you robbed, we can split it seven ways and I will forgive you.
All the bandits heard us and all the delight, rage, love, thoughts, desire and worries burst out of them as they ran up to shout what an insolent monk you aren't offering any of your stuff. And you? Dares split things with us, Waving their Spears and swords. They charged forward together and went right at Cinja's head.
They hacked down wildly for some 70 to 80 times while Woocom just stood still at the centre, as if he wasn't even aware the bandit said. What a monk. He suddenly got a hard head. Cinja laughed and said It's only passively pleasing to the eye. Your hands should be exhausted from the hitting too. It's time for Elderson to take out a needle for some fun, the bandit said.
This monk must be a physician practising acupuncture. We are not sick. Why is he talking about using a needle? Seemed to have reached into his ear and pulled out a sewing needle, waving it against the wind. It turned into an iron rod as thick as a bowl. He held it in his hand and yelled don't you run. Let Alderson tried his hands with this rot. Terrified, the six bandits began running away in all directions. UConn strode on and caught up with them all before beating every single one of them to death. He then pulled off their clothes and took their money. Smiling ear to ear, he walked up and said Master, please keep on going.
The bandits have been eliminated by Alderson. Sung Sung shouted. You are such a disaster. They may be roadway bandits, but even if you took them to court, they wouldn't deserve a death penalty. You may have some tricks, but you could have just chased them away. Why did you have to kill them? You are taking lives without cause.
How could you be a monk like this? Those who have left the secular family would sweep the floor, fearing it would harm the lives of ants, and cover a lamp with a shade out of love for a moth's life. How could you just beat them to death without considering the right and wrong? You haven't got any compassion and kindness in your heart. It's only that this happened in the wilderness of a mountain that no one is here to investigate. If we were in a city and someone happened to offend you, would you commit violence and beat people up wildly with that rod? How would I ever look innocent?
Then how could I ever get away? Ukong retorted. Master. If I didn't kill them, they were going to kill you, Sun Tan said. This man who left secular life dare not commit murder even in the face of death. Should I die is only this one life of mine. But you killed all six of them. How do you explain that?
Should this ever go to court? Even if the judge is your own father, you could not explain it away since I said to be very frank with you, Master. 500 years ago, when Alderson was the king and spirit of the mountain of flour and fruit, I lost count of how many people I killed. If we go by your way and go to court, you've got to have a lawsuit.
At least, San Zan said. It's precisely because you lived by no rules or principles that you tyrannize the world. Wreaking havoc in heaven and deceiving those above you is why you had to suffer for the past 500 years now that you have entered religion. If you insist on committing violence like before and going down this path of harming lives, you will never reached the West Heaven and you can never be a monk. How wicked, how very wicked.
The monkey, as it turned out, was never one who could swallow. Scolding, Sitting down, he saw Sun Sung, chiding and nagging on and on, and the burning rage from his heart burst out as he shouted. If you are so certain I cannot be a monk and can never reach the West heaven, there is no need to nag and insult me. I'll just head back.
Then before Sanzan could respond, he had already leapt up in the rage, yelling Elderson is off. Sanzan quickly looked up, but Roukon was nowhere to be found. All he could hear was a swoosh heading eastward. Left alone, the respected Elder lowered his head and sighed. Sadly, this creature hasn't got the mind to receive teachings.
I was only giving him a bit of a telling of why did he disappear without a trace and head back? Forget about it, it's a lost cause. Lost cause? I wasn't meant to accept disciples or have company. Anyway, right now he is nowhere to be found. Even if I want to find him and no word of reply. Even if I call out to him, I shall be on my way.
Time to go truly laying down his life for the journey to the West. Relying on no one else but his own might, the elder had to pack up and put everything on the horse. Now he didn't ride any more, and with one hand holding his staff and the other clutching the rein, moved westward in sorrowful steps.
He didn't travel for very long before seeing an elderly woman by the mountain roadside. She held a cotton garment in her hands, and on the garment was a patterned hat. San Zan saw her approaching quickly and hurriedly pulled the horse toward the right side of the road so she can pass. The old woman asked, Where are you from, Melda?
And why are you so bitterly walking alone? San Zan answered by the Imperio Edict of the ruler in the Land of the East. This student is heading to the West heaven to worship the Living Buddha and seek true scriptures. The Old woman said Buddha of the West resides in the Great Thunder Clap Temple.
Within the borders of the Kingdom of Sindhu is 108,000 Lee. From here you're alone with a horse without a companion or a disciple. How could you ever make it? Sansan explained. This student took in a disciple earlier, but he had a terrible and unruly temper. I gave him some scolding, but he wouldn't listen and disappeared without a trace.
The old woman said, I have got here a cotton robe and a patterned hat inlaid with gold. They belong to my son. He became a monk for just three days before dying an untimely death. I was just at his temple to have a good crying before bidding farewell to his master. I took these two pieces of garment with me to keep in his memory. Elder, if you have a disciple, I would like to gift this robe and hat to you, San Tan replied.
Thank you for the generous offer, elderly Madam. But my disciple is already gone. I dare not receive them. The old woman asked where did he go? San Tan said. I just heard a swoosh and he had gone eastward. The old woman said not very far. Eastward will be where I live. I guess he must have gone to my place. I have got a spell here called True Words to Calm the Mind, also known as the tightening band spell. You may familiarize yourself with it in secret and memorize it in your heart.
Never leak it to anyone else. I will catch up to him and convince him to come back. Then you will give him the robe and hat to put on. If he won't listen, you will quietly recite the spell. He will no longer dare commit violence or leave you. San Zan heard her words and bowed in gratitude. The old woman then transformed into a beam of golden light and left for the east.
San Zan realized it was Guan Yin Bodizatwa passing on the true words to him. So he quickly put together a pile of earth to serve as a makeshift incense burner before faithfully kowtowing to the east. When he was done, he gathered the garments and hid them inside the luggage. Then he set by the road and began practising true words to calm the mind.
He read it from start to finish several times and had it perfectly memorized in his head. We will speak no more of that. We instead go to Wukong Hu after leaving his master with one somersault on the cloud turned straight into the East Sea, he lowered the cloud and opened up a pathway in the water before arriving right before the Crystal Palace.
This had long disturbed the Dragon King as he came out to welcome the guest inside and seated him in the palace. Once the formalities were over. The Dragon King asked. I recently heard the Great Sage's all deals were complete. Sorry for not congratulating you sooner. I assume you are putting your immortal mountain back together and returning to your old cave now, Sintoa said.
I did think about that, but I also became a monk. The Dragon King asked what do you mean by becoming a monk? Sintoa explained owing 2 bodies atwad of the South Sea, converting me to the good side and showing me what true merits are. I am following the tongue monk from the land of the east. We are heading to the West to see Buddha. So I have entered religion now and was also given the name Xinju, the Dragon King said.
If so, that is truly worth celebrating. Congratulations. This is what we call switching from evil to good and guarding the good heart. If that's the case, why aren't you going West and instead came back to the east? Seems you are chuckled. That tongue monk has no understanding of human nature. A few lowly bandits blocked our way so I beat them to death.
That tongue monk just started nagging and blaming me for everything. Think about it. Is Elderson someone who can take blame sitting down? So I left him and want to head back to my home mountain. That's why I came to pay you a visit 1st and ask for a cup of tea. The Dragon King replied, delighted to receive you. Absolutely delighted.
At the time, the dragon children and grandchildren came out serving fragrant tea. Once tea was finished, Simcha turned around and found a painting hanging on the back wall, titled Presenting the shoe at the Yee Bridge. Simcha asked what is this about? The Dragon King answered. The Great Sage came first and this incident later.
That's why you are not aware this story is called thrice. Presenting the shoe at the Yi Bridge seem to ask what do you mean by thrice? Presenting the shoe. The Dragon King explained this immortal is named Huang Shukong or Squire of Yellowstone, and this young man is Zhang Liang from Han Dynasty. Zhigong was sitting on the Yi Bridge when suddenly his shoe fell under.
He then called Zhang Liang over. This young man quickly picked the shoe up and knelt down to present it. This happened a total of three times. Yet Zhang Liang had not a trace of arrogance or disrespect in his heart. Zhigong loved how diligent he was, so he taught him celestial knowledge and urged him to support Han forces. Later, Zhang Liang, indeed through the calculation within his tent, achieved victories far, far away. When peace was restored, he resigned and returned to the mountains.
He later travelled with Chizhong Zhu, Master Red Pine and awakened to the way of the immortal Great Sage. If you refuse to protect the tongue, monk, commit effort, or listen to his teachings, you will still end up only a fiendish immortal and the true fruit would be out of the question. Wukong heard his words and fell into long silence. The Dragon King urged.
Great Sage, you shall make up your own mind, but do not ruin your future for the mere desire of an easy life, Wukong replied. Say no more, Elder son will just head back to protect him. The Dragon King said happily. If so, I dare not keep you here any longer. Please arouse your inner compassion, great Sage, and don't leave your master waiting for too long seem to have heard him urging on, so he quickly rose and left the Sea's treasury on the cloud.
After parting with the Dragon King, he was on his way when he bumped into Borisatward of the South Sea. Borisatward asked Son Wukong, Why did you negate the teachings and refuse to protect the tongue? Monk, what are you doing here? Seemed to hurriedly bow to her in mid air saying I have always owed a great deal to your kind words. Barizatwa, the monk from Tongue did arrive. He pulled off the note and saved my life. I became his disciple but he blamed me for being violent and unruly.
That's why I left him for a bit just now. I am now heading back to protect him, Barizatwa said. Be on your way soon while the thought lasts. Once they were done talking, they went separate ways. And so within moments Zinger had found the tongue monk sitting gloomily by the road. He went up and said, Master, why aren't you on your way? What are you still doing here?
Sun Sung, looked up and said, Where have you been? I dare not walk or move. All I could do was wait here for you, Sindja explained. I was just at the place of the old dragon King of the sea for some tea, San Tan said disciple. Those who left secular life shall not lie. You have only left me for one shooter at most.
How could you have tea in the home of the Dragon King? Sindja laughed and said to be honest with you, master, I know how to ride a somersault cloud which can travel 108,000 LY with one somersault. That's how I can come and go within moments, San Zan said. Because I used some harsh language, you became offended and threw a tantrum, leaving me behind. People like you who have tricks up their sleeves can have all the tea you want.
People like me who can't go anywhere could only starve here. How could you be fine with that? Sinta said Master, if you are hungry, I will just go and beg for some vegetarian food for you. San Tan said there is no need. There is still some dry food in my bundle from Gadia Liu's mother. You can take the bowl and find some water. Once I'm done eating, we'll be on our way. And so Sinja went to open up the bundle and found some baked rolls made with coarse flour.
He took them out and handed to his master. What he also spotted inside was a dazzling cotton robe and a patterned hat inlaid with gold. Sin to asked, did you bring this robe and hat from the land of the East? San Zan went with the question and answered. I wore them when I was young. If you put the hat on, you can recite scripture without being taught.
If you put the garment on, you will know all the rituals without ever going into rehearsal. Sin to have said. Good master, let me wear them instead, will you? Shenzheng said. I fear the lengths won't suit you, but if they fit, you may wear them. Xingzhu thereby took off the old white robe and put the cotton rope on.
It suited him as if it was tailor made, and then he put the hat on. Shenzheng saw him put on the hat and stopped eating quietly. He recited the tightening band spell once. Sinjo cried. My head hurts. My head hurts. His master kept on reciting several more times. It put Sinjo in so much pain. He was rolling on the ground and tearing apart the head In Lay with gold.
San Zan feared he would break the Golden band, so he stopped reciting. When he stopped, Ukon's head stopped hurting too. He reached for the top of his head and found something like a thin gold thread firmly tightened on it. It could not be pulled off, nor could it be ripped apart. It has since rooted on his head.
He then took out the needle from his ear, pushed it under the band, and tried to pry it off. Sansang again feared he would break the band, so he began reciting once more and Wukong once again fell into deep pain. So much so he was doing hand stands and flipping somersaults. His ears and face turned red, his eyes swollen and his body numb.
His master saw him like this and couldn't bear the sight, so he again stopped reciting. Now Wukong's head again stopped hurting, Sinja said. My head turns out to be cursed by you, Master San, Zan said I was only reciting the tightening band spell. When did I ever curse? You seem to have then said recite it one more time.
Then Sanjan recited it once again and seem to have did start hurting again. All he could say was stop reciting it. Stop reciting. As soon as you recite my head starts to ache. How do you explain that? Sanjan asked. Are you willing to follow my words this time? Cinta said. I am willing to follow.
Will you act disrespectfully again? Cinta said I dare not. Although he agreed verbally, his heart still had wicked thoughts. With a shake of the needle, the rot became thick as a bowl. He aimed it right at the tongue monk, thinking about taking him out. The elder panicked and recited the spell several times more.
The monkey fell on to the ground, dropped his iron rod and became unable to lift his hands. He could only beg. Master, I've learnt my lesson. Please recite no more. Please recite no more. San Zan asked. Why did you lie? And how dare you think about hitting me? Sinja said. I dare not hit you. I am asking you, master.
Who taught you the streak? San Zan answered Just now. An old woman taught it to me. Sinto went into a rage and said no need to explain. That old woman has got to be that Guanxin. How could she do such a vile thing to me? I'm heading to the South Sea to have it out with her, San Tan said. If she could teach me this trick, she must have known it first. If you go look for her and she starts reciting the spell, wouldn't you just drop dead?
Cinto realized the logic behind this, so he decided against going left. With no choice but to change his mind, he prostrated himself and implored. Master, this is her trick to control me. So I will go with you to the West. I won't go mess with her, so don't you treat it like some common speech and recite it without thinking.
I am willing to protect you. There will be no more thought of retreat or regret, Sansang thereby said. If so, help me mount the horse. Only then that Sinzua become truly determined and lifty spirits, straightening the cotton robe here. Ready the horse and pack the luggage before heading westward. We do not know what will come next as they take off from there.
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