Journey to the West: People are in heaven, working from nine to five

Chapter 581 Is the old master of the hospital so thrifty? Simply exemplary!
  At first, they felt that Tang Sanzang was not a serious monk due to his physique.

But now it sounds like he came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, so that makes sense.

Now among the four major continents, the fertile and rich Nanzhan continent is unparalleled, making Xiniu Hezhou extremely envious!

They came out with a monk and killed a cow. Isn't that normal?
  All the monks were extremely frightened.

Especially that little monk Guangzhi, he even broke out in cold sweat!

He was most familiar with the old master of the Zen monastery, and he heard more legends about the Eastern country of Tang Dynasty.

Especially, just half a year ago, Datang held a Buddha-killing conference! Oh no, land and water conference.

It is said that at that water and land conference, the enlightened monk who presided over the water and land conference transformed into the Shura God of War and slaughtered many Buddhas and Arhats on the spot.

I even heard that a woman in a white gauze dress who looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva was pushed to the ground and beaten violently by the enlightened monk!

Of course, young monk Guangzhi once questioned the old master of the courtyard, how could such an outrageous plot happen? Could it be that someone is causing trouble behind this?
  The old director was hesitant and seemed to be hiding an important name.

In any case, little monk Guangzhi was a little scared.

He said to Tang Sanzang respectfully:
  "Please come in and sit down, please come in and sit down."

"Come here, tea, tea, fragrant tea!"

"Quick, quick, go ask the hospital master to come out and pick up the guests!"

Tang Sanzang solved a catastrophic disaster in a gentle way.

At this moment, everyone invited Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong in as if they were serving gods.

Inside the mountain gate, I saw four big characters written on the main hall, which read "Guanyin Temple".

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is in the sky, excited to see it. Monk Tang has received my kindness many times, but has not thanked me enough. Now that he meets me in the monastery, shouldn't he worship me?
  However, when Tang Sanzang passed by the main hall, his throat suddenly felt itchy.
  Tang Sanzang coughed and spat everywhere in a very unqualified manner.
  "Haha!"

"Sorry, my throat feels a little uncomfortable. The weather is getting colder, so please keep warm."

Guanyin Bodhisattva's face turned dark.
  Rebellious, very rebellious!
  When the monks saw Tang Sanzang being so arrogant, they didn't feel upset at all.

Anyway, this Zen monastery is just a superficial job. How can there be so many things if you are not respectful?
  Everyone welcomed Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong in, leaving the white dragon horse alone outside to graze.

Bailongma was also happy to have a free horse. He only agreed to carry Tang Sanzang to the West. If he wanted to join in the disaster, that was a different price.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong came to the main hall.

I saw two children behind them, helping an old monk out.

As soon as this old monk came out, Tang Sanzang felt a little dazzled!
  On his head is a Vairocana square hat with a shining cat's eye stone crown; on his body is a brocade velvet collared shirt with a shiny gold edge of emerald fur.

A pair of monk's shoes are embedded with eight treasures, and a walking stick is embedded with clouds and stars. His face was wrinkled, his back was hunched over, and he looked old.

When Tang Sanzang saw it, he couldn't help being secretly frightened.
  Good guy, from a rich family!

When the monks saw the old monk arriving, they were surprised and said: "Master is here."

This is the Dinghai Divine Needle of Guanyin Temple. With him around, everyone feels at ease even with murder and arson.

Sanzang bowed and saluted and said, "Old Master, disciples bow to you."

Although the old master was old, when he raised his eyes, his eyes were just like a wolf in the night, old and cold, his light flashed, but it was fleeting.

After taking a look at everyone present, the old master of the hospital made a rough analysis in an instant.

This monk is awesome.

That monkey is awesome. The old master of the courtyard is also a cultivator himself, half-stepping into the realm of golden elixir.

He could tell at a glance that this monk contained a great power, the kind that could pull up two weeping willows at once.

But the strange thing is that Tang Sanzang seems to only have Qi training, but his Qi and blood seem to be so abundant?

Standing there, he is just like a pillar of heaven and earth, standing upright against the sky and the earth!
  People who practice in the world all cultivate spiritual energy and mana. Although their physical fitness will also increase, their physiques cannot change too much.

But this Tang Sanzang and the old master of the fist felt a little frightened.

Could this be a special way of cultivation?
  The old master of the temple was secretly surprised. The world is so big and there are so many strong people. How come a small Guanyin Zen Temple could have a talent like Monk Monkey?

The old master's look was fleeting, and he showed an elderly and kind look on his face, saying: "You guys said that I came here to meet you when I heard that this master came from the Tang Dynasty."

Sanzang laughed, very elegantly, and said: "I'm sorry for disturbing the master of the old courtyard, I'm sorry!"

Tang Sanzang did not incarnate as Tang Sanzang, so he naturally looked so elegant and easy-going.

The old director was also afraid of the Tang Dynasty name, so he quickly said: "I don't dare, I don't dare!"

"Sir, how far is it from Dongtu to here?"

Sanzang glanced at Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong ignored them. He felt that these ants were annoying, and Sun Wukong just wanted to be quiet.

Tang Sanzang came to Zhangkou and said: "It's more than five thousand miles away from the border of Chang'an. After crossing Liangjie Mountain, I took in a young disciple.
  Along the way, we traveled through the country of Sipanhaji. It took two months and five to six thousand miles before we arrived at your place. "

The head of the old courtyard said: "It's thousands of miles away. I spent my whole life in vain and never left the mountain gate. It's true that a person who sits in a well and looks at the sky is a decayed person."

Tang Sanzang laughed and said,
  "Old Master, you have white hair and a childlike face, you walk as fast as flying, and you are still calm and relaxed when breathing. Your cultivation has reached its peak. How many years have you been cultivating?"

The master of the old home is smiling,
  "Time leaves no one behind, and it has been two hundred and seventy years in the blink of an eye. What about you, young man?"

A sneer appeared on Tang Sanzang's face, "Me? I'm ashamed. I have only practiced Buddhism for more than twenty years. Unlike the master of the hospital, you can..."

Chu Hao had been peeping at the show from the sky, but what he heard became more and more outrageous, and he saw that the plot was strangely similar.

Oh my God, why do these lines sound so scary!
  Chu Hao was so afraid that Tang Sanzang would say again, "I want you to show your true colors!" Then he backhands a powerful Tianlong!
  Fortunately, Tang Sanzang hasn't learned this trick yet.

The old monk smiled and said:

"We are all monks. I just heard you making a noise outside. It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple."

"Guangzhi, offer tea!"

The young monk Guangzhi took out a mutton-fat jade plate with three blue tea clocks inlaid with gold.

There was another young monk standing next to him, holding a white copper pot and pouring three cups of fragrant tea.

It is really as beautiful as durians in color and as fragrant as sweet-scented osmanthus in taste.

The old master of the hospital was secretly proud and showed off nakedly. Our family has money, so it is impossible not to show it.

When Sanzang saw it, his face showed surprise.

The old master stretched out his ears, waiting for admiration.

Tang Sanzang smiled and praised: "The owner of such a large Zen courtyard is so frugal, and the tea sets he uses are also so crude. He is really diligent and frugal."

The expression on the old master's face dropped instantly.

(End of this chapter)