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- The old man's words made Tang Seng frown slightly. He also needed Zhu Ziguo to exchange customs clearance documents. This king had a lot of troops, so that was not possible.
"Excuse me, what disease does the king have?" Tang Monk asked.
"The king fell ill for a long time a few years ago. It seems that something was stuck in his throat and his breathing was not smooth. Now he is even more comatose." The old man replied.
"It's stuck in the throat? Why not take it out?" Zhu Bajie couldn't help but said.
Tang Monk rolled his eyes at him.
I thought: If I could take it out, wouldn¡¯t others have taken it out long ago? Are you the only one smart?
"I don't know, the eminent monk, but we have asked the best doctors in the city to look at it, but they all said there is nothing they can do." The old man said helplessly.
As he spoke, the old man suddenly fell to his knees, followed by all the officials.
Tang Seng was so frightened that he stood up quickly: "What are you doing?"
"Since the eminent monk comes from the Tang Dynasty, he must have great supernatural powers. Can he save my king?" the old man replied.
"Please ask the eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty to save our king!" the ministers shouted.
When Tang Monk saw this scene, he took a deep breath. He was just a Buddhist reciter, so how could he save people?
Thinking of this, he looked at Chu Hao.
Chu Hao raised his head and acted as if he didn't see it.
"That's all, let me go and have a look first." Tang Monk said.
The old man was overjoyed and quickly led the way: "Senior monk, please come here."
Soon, everyone arrived at the king's palace.
I saw a pale middle-aged man lying under the golden quilt. His face was haggard, and he was breathing out more than he was breathing in, as if he was dying of life.
The old man came to the king and kept calling: "King, king, I have invited eminent monks from the Tang Dynasty to treat you."
After calling several times, the king reluctantly opened his eyes and said in vague words: "The eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty?"
"Yes, the eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty have passed the test and will definitely be able to cure you." The old man burst into tears.
Then Tang Seng arrived and sat aside. The king was about to get up. Tang Seng quickly asked him to lie down: "The king's health is urgent."
"Ahem, I have a job, eminent monk." The king coughed several times, his voice weak.
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Tang Monk quickly refused: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This poor monk is not asking for anything."
After saying that, he glanced at Sun Wukong.
After all, how can I save people?
Sun Wukong understood, immediately approached, and then pretended to reach out to feel his pulse, pretending to be thinking.
"You have heartache due to central deficiency, sweating and muscle numbness, internal knots and amenorrhea, and constant irritability and fullness, deficiency and cold. King, your illness is not serious." Sun Wukong said seriously.
"As expected of the eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty, the imperial doctor also diagnosed me in the same way. Please treat me quickly." The old man said in surprise.
"Wukong, since you already know what the disease is, then take action to treat it." Tang Monk took advantage of the situation.
"Master Haole, but I have to make some preparations." Sun Wukong vowed.
"This is very good. I would like to invite all the eminent monks to prepare it even though they are old." The old man looked excited.
Soon, under Sun Wukong¡¯s instructions, the old man immediately arranged for the palace doctor to find the materials he needed. When the materials were found, Sun Wukong said that he only needed to make the medicine alone.
Although the imperial doctor in the palace was curious, there was nothing he could do.
In the evening, Monk Tang and others were warmly entertained.
At this moment, high in the sky, Guanyin and Di returned from Lingshan. They looked at the situation below and asked: "Ancient Buddha, Tang Monk has not caused trouble again."
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng shook his head: "Now they are treating the king of my country."
Guanyin nodded, looked at Sun Wukong who was busy making medicine, and said with a smile: "This is one of the disasters. Although Sun Wukong has a little cleverness, he can't cure the disease of the king of Zhuzi Kingdom, unless I take action."
"Obviously, this is a tribulation specially arranged by Xitian for Tang Monk and others, and the king's illness also originated from Xitian.
Unless Tang Monk and his disciples seek help from Guanyin, it is impossible to cure them.
"But the prison god Chu Hao is here, will he intervene?" Diting asked.
Guanyin shook his head: "This matter is related to the catastrophe of the Journey to the West. The prison god Chu Hao should know how to advance and retreat and be sensible."
Di Ting remained silent. He didn't think Chu Hao was such a person.
The ancient lamp-burning Buddha next to him clasped his hands together and asked calmly: "The Buddha hasn't figured out a way to remove the demonic nature of Monk Tang?"??
Guanyin did not respond, but said: "Buddha has ordered me, but if Sun Wukong comes to ask for help, I will ask Monk Tang to take action, and then let him enjoy the merits of this disaster."
It seems that Tathagata is already planning to clear Tang Monk's name.
The ancient Buddha lit up the lamp without saying a word.
? Below, late at night, Sun Wukong began to make medicine in the dead of night and silence.
He first asked Bajie to take one or two ounces of rhubarb and grind it into fine powder; then he asked Sha Monk to take one or two croton beans, remove the shells and membranes, beat them to remove the oil and poison, and grind them into fine powder.
¡°Immediately, I scraped off the ashes from the bottom of half a pot, took in less than half a cup of horse urine, mixed them together, and finally rolled three pills the size of walnuts.
This is the pill he prepared for the king. Then he called the Dragon King of the East China Sea and spit out a mouthful of dragon foam as a guide.
The next day, they arrived at the king's palace.
Sun Wukong confidently put the pill into the king's mouth, mixed it with rootless water, and asked him to take it.
When the medicine dissipated, Sun Wukong stared at the king.
" Then a few minutes later, the king still did not get better, and the thing in his throat did not dissipate.
This made Sun Wukong a little confused, and he looked at Tang Seng.
Tang Seng doesn¡¯t know either.
"Senior monks, what's wrong with me?" the king asked weakly.
"Don't panic, let me have a look." Sun Wukong said.
After saying that, he suddenly became smaller and turned into a stream of light that entered the king's throat.
I saw that this place was red and swollen, and in the center, a group of evil energy was blocked. Coupled with the resentment in the king's heart, the evil energy became more and more swollen.
Sun Wukong originally wanted to forcefully dispel the evil spirit, but the evil spirit was closely connected with the king. If he took action forcefully, it might cause damage to the king.
He hesitated for a moment and then came out.
Back outside, Tang Monk asked: "Wukong, how about this?"
Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "The king should be affected by the evil spirit, and he is also entangled in his heart disease, so it cannot be easily removed."
Hearing this, the king's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "The eminent monk is indeed very powerful. I do have complaints in my heart."
As he spoke, a tear flashed across the corner of his eye.
Seeing this, Tang Monk asked: "Wukong, can't you dispel it?"
Sun Wukong said helplessly: "My old grandson is not strong enough, so I might hurt innocent people."
After saying that, he looked at Chu Hao: "If brother Chu Hao takes action, maybe it can be done."
Chu Hao spread his hands and said: "Don't look at me, this is a disaster arranged by the West for you, you have to do it yourself."
Hearing this, Tang Seng frowned.
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