The most powerful sage system

Chapter 85
Chapter 94 The cassock is missing, Wu Kong fights against the black wind (please recommend, reward)
Sun Wukong knows how to transform into a small person and go out without being noticed.

At this time, the room where Tang Sen and the others lived was surrounded by dry firewood. A few monks tiptoedly poured kerosene on the dry firewood and lit the fire.

Immediately, the fire soared into the sky, dyeing half the sky red.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up the dry firewood and flames around the room and burned them towards the meditation hall of the monastery.

The Guanyin Temple immediately became a sea of ​​flames, the flames soared into the sky, and the golden snake danced wildly!
"It's not good, it's on fire!" The monks who were about to watch Tang Sen's master and apprentice burn to death saw a gust of wind blowing, and the fire burned to the meditation hall and other rooms in an instant, and they panicked and yelled loudly , to fight the fire.

On a roof, Sun Wukong, who was dressed in black, looked at the busy monks below, and secretly delighted: "I made you think of harming my old grandson, so now you have to suffer!"

The fire was so intense that the monks couldn't save them. They moved boxes and cabinets in a panic, grabbed tables and pots, panicked and complained.

Twenty miles to the south, there is a Heifeng Mountain, and on the mountain there is a Heifeng Cave, and there is a Heifeng Monster in the cave.

This black wind monster is actually a black bear spirit. If Tang Sen met him, he would definitely know this guy.

The black wind monster was sleeping, but he saw the bright light outside the window, unexpectedly it was dawn, and when he got up to look, he was illuminated by the raging fire of the Guanyin Temple.

These days, since this monster came here, he often had discussions with the old monk in the monastery on scriptures and Buddhism, benefited a lot, and he considered the old monk to be his friend.

"The old Yuchanyuan is on fire, I'd better go and have a look!" The black wind monster instantly put on the armor and cloak, holding a black-tasseled gun in his hand, and a puff of black smoke billowed towards the direction of the Guanyin Temple .

On the roof, while guarding the brocade cassock, Sun Wukong, who was watching all the people's work and jokes, didn't notice that a puff of black smoke had quietly entered the room where the brocade cassock was placed.

Seeing the golden thread of the cassock on the table shimmering with golden light, the black wind monster's huge bear mouth grinned: "This cassock must be extraordinary, an absolute treasure of Buddha! Since it is bumped by me, it belongs to me!"

The black wind monster was suddenly greedy, and a puff of black smoke swept away Jinlan's cassock, and he also forgot that his original purpose of coming was to help the presiding old monk put out the fire.

The standard took advantage of the fire and quietly returned to the Batu Cave.

The fire did not go out until five o'clock in the morning, and the Guanyin Temple was burned to ruins.

The monks were weeping and rummaging through the ashes, making a mess.

Tang Sen got up, came to the door, and stretched his waist: "Ah, this sleep is really comfortable, much better than sleeping in the wild!"

But when he looked up, he could see the smell of burning, and the broken eaves and walls everywhere. Tang Sen was shocked: "Amitabha, what happened last night? Some thieves set fire to the Guanyin Temple?"

Sun Wukong jumped in front of Tang Sen. Seeing Tang Sen's pretentious attitude, she couldn't help being a little contemptuous: She knew it a long time ago, but still pretended not to know, it's really shameless!
Seeing this girl Sun Wukong's contemptuous face, Tang Sen felt a little upset, dammit, what kind of attitude do you have, I'm your master.

"Where's the brocade cassock?" Tang Sen asked Sun Wukong lazily.

"It's gone!" Sun Wukong snorted coquettishly, and then stared at Tang Sen with her beautiful eyes, "Did you know long ago that someone would have an idea for Jinlan cassock?"

Tang Sen didn't speak, just looked at the busy monks, and the old presiding monk who sat on a stone stool and wept.

"Since I know that someone is coveting the cassock, why didn't I remind my old grandson earlier!" Sun Wukong was a little annoyed, thinking that sitting on the roof of the house where the cassock was located last night, he would be able to keep the cassock from being taken away by the monks. Unexpectedly, the Jinlan cassock is still gone.

Sun Wukong searched the entire Guanyin Temple, but couldn't find any trace of Jinlan's cassock.

Looking at Tang Sen's expression of indifference, Sun Wukong immediately understood that the little monk had already known that this kind of thing would happen, so he didn't remind my old grandson, it was really unreasonable!
"Ghost, the ghost is here to claim his life!" The two young monks, who had lost their souls, almost bumped into Tang Sen and Sun Wukong when they raised their heads. Stumbled away and ran away.

This group of monks thought that Tang Sen's master and apprentice had been burned to death by the fire last night, but they didn't expect to appear here now, they thought it was a ghost begging for their lives.

Sun Wukong reached out and grabbed a little monk from the air, holding his neck and collar, his beautiful eyes glared angrily: "See if my old grandson is a man or a ghost?"

The little monk rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

"Master Abbot, this fire..." Tang Sen walked up to the weeping old host monk with a puzzled face.

The old monk was ashamed, but he couldn't say anything, and kept crying.

"Master Abbot, where is the poor monk's cassock? Should we return it to the poor monk?" This was the main point of Tang Sen's question.

"Brilliant cassock, it, it, it's gone!" The old monk's eyes dodged, and the guilt on his face grew stronger.

Last night, a fire not only killed all his wealth savings of more than 200 years, but also destroyed the Guanyin Temple, and even burned the Jinlan cassock.

Heartbroken, the old monk knocked his head on the stone table, his brain burst, and he died!

"Ah, the master committed suicide, the master committed suicide!" All the monks burst into tears.

"Why bother? Greedy thoughts are harming others and yourself! Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Tang Sen held a Buddhist ceremony in his hand, showing compassion on his face, like a merciful eminent monk.

"Bald donkeys, my old grandson asks you, where did you hide the beautiful cassock? Hand it over quickly, otherwise, my old grandson will send you back to the west to meet the old man!" The old man committed suicide without saying a word. Before Sun Wukong had time to interrogate the whereabouts of Jinlan's cassock, he immediately poured out his anger on these monks.

The golden cudgel was slammed down randomly, and a thick stone pillar more than ten meters high was directly turned into powder. The monks were so frightened that their legs went limp for a while, and they sat on the ground, all of them showed panic, "Woman, please forgive me! Forgive me!"

"Don't call me a heroine, my old grandson's name is Monkey King!" Sun Wukong was furious, "Say, where is the beautiful cassock?!"

"The Jinlan cassock has been in the master's room, we don't know. Will it be burned by the fire!" Monk Guangmou cautiously said.

"Fart! That cassock is a treasure of Buddha, it won't be soaked in water, it won't be melted in fire, tell me quickly and honestly!" Sun Wukong's powerful aura dissipated from his body, scaring the monks pale and trembling.

"Okay, disciple. Don't embarrass them anymore. The brocade cassock is in a black wind cave twenty miles away!" Tang Sen looked indifferent, as if he knew everything. .

"Little monk, you wait first, wait for my old grandson to fetch it quickly!" Sun Wukong said something hastily, and jumped up.

"Wait a minute, Wukong, that black wind is hard to deal with, the trick..." Tang Sen's hand was still in the air, and Sun Wukong had long since disappeared.

"This monkey head is really quick-tempered. Forget that you are at a disadvantage, just eat your temper, why don't you have a long memory!" Tang Senyu muttered to himself, and sat quietly waiting for Sun Wukong to return from failure!
Tang Sen had read the novels and scripts of Journey to the West no less than once or twice, and naturally knew that the Black Wind Monster was definitely not an ordinary monster.And now, Sun Wukong's cultivation has been suppressed, if he wants to fight the black wind monster, I'm afraid...

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