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

Chapter 582 For the Chinese New Year, I wish you a prosperous New Year!

What does this feel like?
  The naked display of wealth turns into a sentence of diligence and frugality in others' mouths.

Boy, this is more painful than a slap in the face!
  Tang Sanzang really didn't have any bad intentions, he just stated the facts.

After all, the things Tang Sanzang got before, whether it was the treasures in the palace or the cassocks given by Guanyin Bodhisattva later.

Which one is not a first-class treasure?
  Just these two small jade plates and two small cups?
  Forget it, that’s it?

If it weren't for Tang Sanzang's relatively high quality, low profile, and inability to show off, Tang Sanzang would have pinned this beast to the ground and slapped him in the face!

But the old master was not happy.

I worked so hard, cheated, kidnapped, burned, killed, looted, and opened a black monastery here for more than two hundred years, and then I managed to obtain these two precious things.

Are you saying that I am diligent and thrifty?
  Pretentious people cannot listen to this!
  Immediately, the old master sneered,
  "So, eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty, what treasure do you have? Can you show it to me so that I can open my eyes?"

Without even thinking about it, Tang Sanzang took out his precious cassock without any precautions.

"Look."

Tang Sanzang threw out his brocade cassock.

After the Water and Land Conference, Tang Sanzang was driven to madness by his cassock and tin staff, and he was in great pain.

But later Xitian renovated the tin staff cassock, but removed the Buddha's light on it, leaving only the material of the Eight Sutras.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang threw out his brocade cassock. All the monks present seemed to be staring at the sun, terrified.

"Ah! It's so dazzling. How could there be such a magic weapon in the world?!"

The old master was even more outrageous, his eyes were so wide that they almost glowed.

The brocade cassock is made of ice silkworms, woven by immortals, and machined by goddesses.

There are square clusters of embroidered seams on it, studded with red agate, purple coral, luminous pearls, relics...

It can be said that it steals the whiteness of the moon and competes with the sun for its redness. There are celestial beings and auspicious lights.

When the old master of the hospital saw Tang Sanzang holding the brocade cassock, he was dazzled for a moment and his mouth watered with greed.

"Your Excellency, can you lend me this thing to go back and take a closer look at?"

Tang Sanzang waved his hand without thinking,

"Take it and I can replace it tomorrow."

With such heroic spirit, Tang Sanzang relied on his own cultivation to get a mere brocade cassock, so what if I gave it to you to take a look at?

Tang Sanzang strictly abided by the Buddhist precepts in his heart.

Tang Sanzang just wanted to trick them into breaking the precepts, and then save them!

If I don’t save them all today, it will be difficult for me to end it!

This is a skill to learn how to transcend!
  It’s all about the little details.

Sun Wukong seemed to understand what Tang Sanzang meant.

In order to prevent his master from being contaminated with too much karma, Sun Wukong was kind-hearted and reminded him,
  "Hey kid, have you figured it out?"

"This thing is very hot."

But the old master of the hospital ignored Sun Wukong’s reminder at all and just laughed and said:
  "No need to worry, I'm just borrowing it for one night and will return it tomorrow morning."

As long as you survive tonight.

"Then I won't disturb your rest."

The old master waved his hand.

But he ordered the monks to clean the Zen hall in front, take two rattan beds, install bedding, and invite Tang Monk and his disciples to rest.

Another person pretended to arrange a farewell ceremony tomorrow morning and looked very peaceful and kind.

The master and disciples closed the meditation hall and went to sleep.

Tang Sanzang was asleep and suddenly said:

"Disciple, my master really wants to light up this Zen monastery."

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and said with shame: "Master, I advise you to be kind."

Tang Sanzang sighed, very unwillingly.
  "It's a pity that you can't take the initiative to kill, damn it!"

Tang Sanzang felt very sorry, with a sad look on his face. Sun Wukong shook his head, what a good guy, full of passion, he is really awesome.

But he said that the monk deceived him into getting the cassock and held it under the lamp in the back room.

A group of monks gathered together, their faces full of gloomy and greedy expressions.

"What a treasure. As expected, he comes from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He is rich!"

"or……"

"Hey, you guys have to think clearly. The Tang Dynasty has strong soldiers and horses. Once the Tianzhu Buddhist Kingdom is defeated, they will settle the score with us next!"

"If this were any other place, it would be easy to rob it. The eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty wouldn't be able to do anything..."

The monks are still timid.

However, the old monk's eyes were almost glued to his brocade cassock.

For a long time, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the old dean.

"Even if it belongs to the Tang Dynasty, if you rob it, you will rob it! When the time comes, the old rules will be to kill and dismember the body and abandon the wilderness. Who else can find any evidence!"

"Besides, the mountains are high and the Emperor is far away, and the Tang Dynasty is also a far away country. How can you touch me?!"

"I want to seize the treasure, but I don't want to leave any traces. What method do you have!"

The master of the old courtyard is the master of Guanyin Temple, and his words are also domineering.

The monks present also swallowed their saliva, but nodded their heads one after another, taking courage!
  Now that the old hospital owners have made their decision, naturally they have a backbone.

The little monk Guangzhi jumped out of the field, with a sinister look on his face.
  "Waiting tonight, each person will have a bunch of firewood, abandon the three meditation halls, set fire to them, and teach them that there is no way out, and even the horses will be burned!"

"When people in front of the mountain and behind the mountain saw it, they just said that he accidentally set fire to it and burned down my meditation hall. Didn't those two monks burn to death? It was easy to hide from others. Isn't the cassock an heirloom of ours? "

The old master of the hospital was overjoyed, clapped his legs and shouted: "Strong, strong, strong! This plan is wonderful, very wonderful!"

"Tonight, do it!"

That night.

Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong were asleep in the room.

Sun Wukong fell into a deep sleep, but Tang Sanzang was tossing and turning.

His compassion is ready to move!
  But killing for nothing is definitely not allowed.

This is the principle, don’t kill innocent people.

Even from those words, it can be heard that this group of people seems to have bad background.

But there is still no evidence, and it is even harder to take action.

The best case scenario is that they break the precept, and if it's the kind of killing that can cause big problems!
  That's easy to say.

Tang Sanzang was about to fall asleep unwillingly, but suddenly he heard a noise outside the room.

Take a look quietly and your eyes will light up.

I saw the monks, carrying firewood and grass, surrounding the meditation hall and setting fire to it.

Everyone is familiar with the road, and there is no need to be too experienced.

Little monk Guangzhi sneered and threw down the torch.

"No matter how strong you are, if I kill you, isn't it just a matter of anger?!"

As soon as the fire fell, the monks turned and left.

However, just as they turned around, a pair of tiger-like eyes lit up in the room!

Tang Sanzang pushed the Zen room away and picked up the torch.

Tang Sanzang saw flames everywhere and suddenly punched.

The fist wind dispersed all the flames!
  At this moment, all the monks had run away, and no one knew that Tang Sanzang had stopped the fire.

Tang Sanzian held the torch in his hand, with a compassionate look in his eyes.

"Those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, I wish you a prosperous New Year!"

(End of this chapter)