Who has a better sketch of Journey to the West?

Characters: Tang Priest, four disciples, an old man, Buddha and some vendors.

Props: regular supplies for four people.

Venue layout: one chair and three small stools.

Four Tang priests and mentors appeared:

Bajie: Master, shall we walk to learn the scriptures this time?

Tang Priest: I heard that Wukong bought a plane. Let's go there by plane. That would be faster. Pay attention to efficiency now.

Friar Sand: Great, I don't need to carry this luggage.

The Monkey King: No problem. I'm thinking about going to road trip.

(Four people come on stage, and Wukong points to the set chairs and stools. Please call the toilet machine here.

Bajie sat in the last position.

Friar Sand: The elder comes first, the younger comes last, and there is Master. How could you do that?

Tang Priest: I'm not airsick. It doesn't matter if I sit in the back.

The Monkey King: That's the pilot's seat. Let him fly the plane if he wants.

Bajie: I don't have a driver's license, monkey. You'd better come. (sitting in the back seat)

The Monkey King: This first-class seat is for the host. Go to the back.

Friar Sand: (Help Tang Priest up) Master, please sit down.

Tang Priest: Wukong is so thoughtful.

The Monkey King: Sit tight. Fasten your seat belt if you have it, and fasten your seat belt if you don't.

(The plane takes off shaking, four people cooperate with shaking action, conditional music. )

Bajie: Why do I feel the plane is landing?

Friar Sand: I feel the same way.

Tang Priest: Wukong, how did you land so soon?

The Monkey King: I'm out of breath. See where there is a gas station.

Bajie: Why did you refuel just after taking off?

Friar Sand: Yes, it has only been two minutes.

Tang Priest: Wukong, it wasn't Master who said you. Why are you so rash?

The Monkey King: Master, I just took off after refueling.

Bajie: Monks don't lie. How can you lie to the master?

Friar Sand: Brother, it's really your fault this time!

The Monkey King: (scratching his head and taking out the fuel tank under the stool) This is a small fuel tank. You can only add five yuan at a time. Originally, five dollars could fly 10 minutes, but now the fuel cost is expensive.

Tang Priest: At this rate, how many times do we have to refuel? We might as well abandon the plane and walk.

Friar Sand: Impossible.

Bajie: It's terrible to change a big fuel tank.

Friar Sand: Good idea.

(Three people immediately see the pig's big lunch box. )

Wukong: Well, that's him. Great, I'm sure I can add more than 20 yuan at once. (Go down)

Friar Sand: That's not much better.

Tang Priest: Don't complain, be grateful.

Friar Sand: Yes, Master.

Master, sit tight. It's time to take off.

Master and apprentice swayed to the end.

An old farmer came to the stage with a hoe.

Four men and women took to the stage.

Tang Priest: I've refueled countless times, but it hasn't arrived yet. Will I go the wrong way? I'd better ask someone else.

The Monkey King: Master, there is an old man there.

Bajie: I'll ask (running happily)

Bajie: Hi ~ Hello ~ How are you?

The old man looked back. "Why?" (northeast cavity)

Bajie: Oh, still in China. Uncle, how to get to the Western Heaven?

Old man: "Take a knife and wipe it on your neck."

Bajie: "Then where is this?"

Old man: "Tieling!"

Friar Sand: Master, we are going the wrong way.

Tang Priest: Wukong, what can Master say about you?

Wukong: Master, it's the same. The earth is round. If you keep flying, you can still get there. You can also see different scenery and meet different monsters.

Tang Priest: Never mind. Go through more hardships, and you will grow faster.

Bajie: Master, then we can't go through the daughter country again.

Tang Priest: Then let's go back.

Friar Sand: Don't let us grow up quickly?

Tang Priest: It is more helpful for your growth to review the old and learn the new. Listen to master, yes.

Wukong: Then get on the plane, Bajie. Don't get in the car yet. Give me a push and turn the nose around.

Four people fell.

A group of vendors with books and CDs in their hands. )

Yoko: Paradise in Western Paradise

When four people got on the bus, Friar Sand and Pig helped the master to stumble. The peddler called at once, "Master, do you want a plate?"

"Diamond Sutra, Shurangama Sutra, Jiuyin Zhen Jing, graphic version, video version, photo version, high compression and high definition."

"One is worth a hundred."

Tang Priest's face was expressionless: "Stand down! We take the true scriptures. Resolutely combat piracy. Hey! In this world, Buddha's copyright fee is not collected. Disciples, inquire quickly, where is this? "

Wukong: (pointing to Mr. Heng) Master, we are in the Western Heaven.

Tang Priest: Disciples, let's go and see the Tathagata Buddha. (Go down)

Sitting on the Buddha.

Four people went up to see the Buddha and crossed their hands to worship.

(Tathagata was surprised to see four people in rags): "Where do beggars come from?"

The four men quickly explained, "We are monks who came from the East to learn from the Tang Dynasty. Sorry, I'm late. Because the fuel tank is too small. ……"

"What? The fuel tank is too small? " (Four people haven't finished yet, and the Tathagata is unhappy) "Isn't it already spread? The whole set of classics, even illustrations, recordings and live-action DV have been passed down. The mailbox is not big enough? "

The four men looked at each other, puzzled. Tathagata pointed to the computer on the desk. "Don't be gentle. Have all the scriptures been emailed? You Datang have already used my scriptures. "