Journey to the West: The Evil Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 7
Blessed place?
The golden lacquer palace is bright and majestic, and the water around the pavilion resounds through.

Appreciating each step, Chen Xuan couldn't help wanting to take this treasured land as his own. Anyway, the abbot here is not a very good bird, and he didn't feel guilty at all for cheating him.

As the hilltop has fallen, he naturally has a good interest. He bows his waist to enjoy flowers and grass to cultivate his sentiments, but he is not a literati after all, so the flowers he admires are broken and miserable; the grass he plays with is sick and sick.

"Master, don't let the flowers and plants be robbed, and pay a visit to the owner's house first." The monkey saw that Chen Xuangang was a little dignified as an elder, and in a blink of an eye he became a vulgar person again. In order not to be ashamed, he hurriedly dragged him to the main hall.

Chen Xuan was dragged to the outside of the main hall, and before he could adjust his appearance, he saw a solemn and solemn scene inside and outside, which made him at a loss, and the monkey sneered endlessly.

At this moment, in front of the gate of the main hall, two rows of monks stood in a row, each King Kong looked fierce.

In the hall, several elders surrounded the abbot, or held a wooden fish to ring, or pinched the rosary to count, and recited scriptures in front of the Guanyin statue.

There are also young monks, hiding their heads and showing their tails behind the vermilion lacquered beams and pillars, some poking their heads, some poking their brains, chatting and whispering from time to time.

"Is this a monster? Why is one handsome, one ugly, and a white horse that doesn't look like a human."

"The one with a handsome face must have achieved success in cultivation, the one with an ugly face must have been negligent in his practice, and the white horse must have just opened up his spiritual wisdom not long ago."

"Do you think the monster can be beaten away this time?"

"Needless to say, last time the black bear spirit was so fierce that it was no match for the senior brothers, let alone this time."

Chen Xuan looked at this posture, and saw that the little bald man who opened the door spoke to a haggard old monk, pointed at himself from time to time, gestured to the monkey, and sincerely to the old monk again, so he guessed something.

"Monkey, you have 72 ways of changing. Why don't you change into a normal person? I'm so tired that I suffer together." Chen Xuan looked at these old bald heads, small bald heads, and a bunch of bald heads in a nonchalant way, and said to the monkey casually. .

"I'm uncomfortable like a human, and I'm comfortable in the monkey body. As for suffering? Let's see who suffers." The monkey gestured and took out the golden cudgel, ready to use the stick to sweep away evil spirits.

"Don't, don't, go and have a talk with that old bald head as a teacher, and it won't be too late to turn the table when you can't reach an agreement." Chen Xuan was startled, and quickly stopped his movements.I thought that the monkey had been well-behaved in the past two months, and had restrained his hostility a lot. Now it seems that it is only for himself, and other irrelevant people should be solved with a stick.

"Since that's the case, my grandson will fight for the master. They only need to lose a single hair of yours, and watch the blood spilled on the statue of Avalokitesvara, and the corpse will fall in front of the hall." These monks have the aura that one man is in charge of the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it.

The abbot looked at the monkeys outside the temple, doubts flashed in his eyes. He remembered that there was no such monster in the Black Wind Cave, and it was only a month since the last time he invited the monster to deceive the believers. The black bear spirit would not know about the monster at the foot of the mountain. The believers have run out of oil and water, so why send this demon to make trouble? Is it because they feel that the spoils are not evenly distributed?
The abbot shook his head, thinking it was impossible, and turned to ask the young monk. After some patient verification, he realized that it was his fault. Add a windfall.

"You monks from the corner, is this how you treat guests from afar?" Chen Xuan just picked up two steps, and the bald Vajra standing on both sides raised his magic stick as if he was about to hit it with heavy shadows.

"Stop it, everything is a misunderstanding, don't neglect the distant guests." The old bald abbot was shocked when he saw the golden cudgel suddenly appeared in the monkey's hand. Fansu who practiced Qi, had he ever seen such a method?

"Yes." All the bald king vajras responded in unison, their voices were like a bell, echoing echoes from inside and outside the shaking palace, making the old bald faces full of pride.

"Fake tricks, empty airs, if the master didn't stop me, I would tell you to be chickens and dogs." The monkey curled his lips in disdain, but there were some memories in his eyes, thinking that he was also wearing golden armor in the past, and all the monsters under his banner It was like thunder.

Seeing this battle, Chen Xuan was not timid, the monkey's golden cudgel did not smash himself to death, and he was afraid that a few loud voices would fail, and at worst he would cheat the old bald man of the title deed, and took them together with these subordinates.

"The little novice has no insight, doesn't know strange people and strangers, and lied about the monk as a monster. Please forgive me for being abrupt." The old bald man stepped forward and apologized. Whether the old bald head is the same person or not, he is considering whether to let it go or not.

"The poor monk is the one who disturbed your residence." Chen Xuan replied pretendingly, and then waved to the monkey, motioning him to go into the hall together.

Grandma Liu entered the big manor, and the soil turtle went to Bai Fumei. She didn't know it if she didn't look at it. When she saw it, she was startled.On the top, Guanyin is cast in pure gold, and on the bottom, there is an incense burner carved in jade.The incense table is a thousand-year-old wood, and the futon is the spiritual grass of the fairy mountain.

satisfaction?

So satisfied.

As the saying goes, easy-to-get money is squandered, and desperate gold and silver dealers are emergency.Needless to say, this numbness is definitely ill-gotten gains, the next step is to implement the plan, cheat the old monk into the set, and put a pledge on a contract.

"I heard that the elder is an eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty. I don't know what are the precious treasures?" The old bald head motioned to the young bald head to take a few cups of tea, and after offering them to all the people in the row, he took a sip and said, obviously Chen Xuan's bumpkin expressed his opinion , so that he was a little complacent, thinking that there is no temple in the world with such splendor.

"Master, take out our cassocks and give these wild monks who only know the smell of copper to increase their knowledge." The monkey is different from Chen Xuan. Put this broken place in your eyes.

"Cassock? It seems that the eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty are nothing more than that."

A group of elders listened to the monkey's words with bald heads, and felt disappointed, not to mention the abbot, even among the elders present, there was not a couple of gold-rimmed cassocks, and three or four Pilu hats inlaid with beads.

The old bald man was fairly self-cultivated. Although he didn't express his opinion, he couldn't hide his disdain. He took another sip of tea and waited for Chen Xuan's action.

"Forget it, take it out and brighten the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of these guys." Chen Xuan said inscrutablely, and couldn't help but say a joke about his past life when he was happy, because the old bald head fell into the trap, and then he took over the set. Huge industry is too simple.

The monkey ignored Chen Xuan's inappropriate words, after all, it was not the first time he had heard the inexplicable words, he fiddled with the luggage to find the cassock by himself, intending to act coercive in front of these ordinary people.

The bald heads ignored the nonsense, they now wanted to know what kind of treasure made Master and apprentice Chen Xuan have such courage to compare wealth.

"Look, this Buddhist cassock is not as good as gold, silver and dung like you?" The monkey took out the cassock, which was inlaid with various spiritual beads, and beside it were clouds in the sky.

The old bald man even sat up tremblingly from the chair, his trembling hands were about to take it for a closer look, he knew at a glance that it was a treasure of the fairy family, and he knew that the cassock was not only golden and jade, but also had magical powers hidden inside.

"Old guy, look back, don't stretch out your hands." The monkey was also mischievous, seeing the old bald head grabbing it with his hands, he quickly pulled the cassock into his arms, and the anxious old bald head stared blankly.

"Elder Tang still hopes for mercy. Seeing that the old monk's place is remote and broken, and he is not lucky enough to see the treasures of my teaching, please give me a look." Seeing that the monkey would not give it, the old bald man quickly turned his head and cried to Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan couldn't bear to look at it.

"Wukong, let's have a look with him, don't let the old abbot live without knowledge, and die with regrets." Chen Xuan took a sip of his tea, only to feel refreshed and speak with pride.

"Hee hee, hold the old bald head well, don't ask Bao Guang to dazzle you." After hearing this, the monkey handed the cassock to the old bald head, and laughed again with a playful smile.

"Okay, okay." The old bald-headed man took the cassock overjoyed, squeezed it left, touched it right, looked up, looked down, turned it inside out dozens of times, couldn't close his mouth with joy, he was really afraid that his mouth would drip, Bad baby reputation.

Just as Chen Xuan wanted to sip his tea again, he found that the cup was empty. He got up and handed the cup to the young monk. He moved lightly to the side of the old bald head, quickly grabbed the cassock, and called the monkey to leave.

"Don't don't, don't, don't, see that it's getting late, Elder Tang rests in the courtyard, don't let me be rude in the Buddhist family." The old bald man lost his cassock in his hand, and saw Chen Xuan's master and disciple asking for resignation, he was willing to let them go, so hurry up He winked at the elders and asked them to arrange for the young monk to vacate the guest room.

"If that's the case, then I'll bother you." Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes into slits when he heard this, and only let the bad water in his stomach settle down. He put on a few polite words, thinking about the old bald man's family fortune.

"Don't disturb, don't disturb. It's just that Elder Tang is staying in the courtyard, can you lend me the Buddha's cassock to enjoy for a night, and I will definitely return it tomorrow, and I will never break my promise." The old bald man first waved his hands happily, and then some He begged coyly.

"It's okay to borrow from you, but the treasure is precious, and I'm afraid it will be damaged. I can't help but blame the abbot." Chen Xuan said with a look of embarrassment, but his heart was full of joy, because the fish bit the bait, the turtle fell into the urn, and the chicken just moved There is a small card stuck in the crack of the door.

(End of this chapter)