The monkey that will cross in the journey to the west

Chapter 135 Tang Seng Duer Guanyin Temple, Bailong wants to escape westward to rob

The night is dark and windy!

There is an undercurrent surging in the Guanyin Temple.

Zhu Yan was leaning against the window, drinking by himself with a jug, one window was half closed, and Zhu Yan's face could not be seen.

Dark clouds cover the brilliance of the stars and the moon, and the dark night cannot cover the hearts of evildoers.

From time to time, there was a scream in the wind, low and sad.

The human heart is like wine, seemingly clear and kind, but the desire in it burns the heart like a raging fire.

Zhu Yan looked at the opposite roof, which had the most beautiful scenery in the dark night.

Zhu Yan pushed it half-handed. Although she was out of control, her growth was exceptionally beautiful and moving. It was refreshing to watch, and one couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Tang Seng turned out the window and stood on the ridge of the roof. His figure was covered by the black night sky, making it difficult to distinguish.

The night wind was blowing gently, and the hem of Tang Seng's clothes fluttered. His hands were shaking. He didn't kill anyone, and he didn't make a move yet.

He just gave away a cassock that he didn't like!

"Ah! Brother, why!" There was a tragic cry in the wind.

"Buddha treasure! My Buddha treasure!"

"With it, I can go down the mountain and take a few more concubines! Ah! You!"

"Uncle, I will take care of your wife and daughter for you! I will also take care of your concubine!"

A series of deep voices reached Tang Seng's ears.

Even though they were suppressing their voices, as a monk, Tang Seng could hear all of them, and one by one their lives ended in darkness.

"Presumptuous, put down the Buddha treasure!" A loud shout came from the dark night.

Many torches were lit up in the temple in an instant, and the cry of this life turned the darkness into the light, and the flickering firelight shone on the distorted faces of the monks.

Everyone's eyes were full of greed. They looked at the thin monk in the middle. This monk was very young and had not yet been ordained. He was a little Shani.

"This is a Buddha treasure, we should worship it!"

He looked very immature, as if he had been wronged, holding the brocade cassock tightly with both hands, and his innocent words revealed firmness.

Some people feel guilty, and their eyes dodge.

After a day of preaching, the monks in the temple heard that wearing this treasure can make you immortal, which is not as good as reincarnation.

"Kill!" A strong monk stared coldly at the audience, watching the monks appearing continuously, there were more and more people, he didn't dare to wait.

The monk's face was grim, and he waved the saber in his hand, swinging the saber to kill Xiao Shani.

The gorgeous flowers bloom instantly, bright red and fiery, that stubborn little Shani burns himself, and the holy light shines on all evils!

"Grab the treasure, and you will live forever after you get it!" Someone shouted!
When everyone heard the words, their eyes turned red immediately, and they swung the sword and long stick, rushed towards the crowd, and killed them with the sword.

Instead, the person who shouted backed away, far away from the fighting place, looking at the battlefield with sinister eyes, watching the monks fall one by one, with joy in his eyes.

The meaning of the fisherman is obvious.

The battle spread more and more, and many non-greedy monks were also involved.

The treasure touches people's hearts. If it is a serious temple, the presiding abbot has prestige, and maybe it can be suppressed.

It's a pity that the upper beam of Guanyin Temple is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The old abbot is greedy, greedy for life and afraid of death.Created these greedy monks.

Zhu Yan smelled the smell of blood in the wind, sighed in his heart, and put down the flagon.

Seven out of ten monks in this monastery are greedy, and half of them are evil. Is this the fault of the Bodhisattva?
At least the scriptures handed down by Bodhisattvas are all to guide people to be good.

A mere piece of brocade cassock caused the Guanyin Temple to fall.

The human heart is like a demon, it is really difficult to figure it out, even a saint may find it difficult to understand it.

The battle in the Guanyin Temple became intense. Nearly half of the monks died. Everyone went crazy. Occasionally, a few remained calm.

Killing people and setting fire to them. At this point in the battle, there is nothing to worry about. Someone knocked over the oil lamp and set fire to the Buddhist hall.

They have already killed red eyes, not to mention the Bodhisattva's Dharma appearance, even if the relatives come, the white knife enters and the red knife exits.

Chaotic Guanyin Temple!
Chaotic Guanyin Temple!
Tang Seng recited, standing on the ridge of the roof in the firelight, his face was indifferent.He was trembling all over, he knew that the human heart was sinister, but he didn't expect it to be so sinister. These people are monks from Buddhist temples, just for a cassock.

Originally, he thought that he would have to push a lot to make Guanyin Temple into chaos, but now that he didn't do anything, Guanyin Temple will be destroyed.

The flames in the Guanyin Temple were soaring into the sky, and the screams could not be heard.

They are still snatching that splendid cassock. This Buddha treasure seems to have the effect of charming the mind, making mortals unable to resist sinking, wanting to possess it, and desperately snatching it.

At this moment, a puff of blue smoke hit, the evil spirit filled the air, and the suppressed fire was dimmed.

Zhu Yanyun looked around, his eyeballs almost fell out.

In the green smoke, a black and white Gun Gun stood in it. It looked curiously at the fire in the Guanyin Temple, and its two small eyes explored what these people were fighting.

Suddenly, he saw Zhu Yan in the window, and they looked at each other through the air, their rolling eyes suddenly brightened.

Bang!
Zhu Yan closed the window, put away the jug, his eyes narrowed slightly, how could this guy be here.

Zhu Yan watched the memory of the clone, it turned out that Zhu Yan asked the clone to arrange a mount for himself.The avatar directly sent Gun Gun over as a mount reserve.

Bang!

Rolling smashed the window and jumped into the room, put his limbs on the ground, and looked at Zhu Yan with his tongue out.

Zhu Yan: "..."

Are you a panda or a bear?

Zhu Yan and Gun Gun looked at each other, didn't say a word, but wanted to say a thousand words.

"In the past, in the blue sky at the beginning of the beginning, singing in the sky, singing in the sky, floating in the land of Li, receiving the immeasurable top grade from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty..."

Sitting on the ridge of the roof, the monk Tang recited the sutra of crossing people, saving sufferings and souls.

His face was miserable, and he felt pity for the monks who could not be relieved, beating life and death for a useless thing.

Tang Seng used his mana to read the Taoist scriptures and showed them to the monks, and those crazy faces gradually calmed down.Howling Revenant recovery clarification.

All the monks Pudu followed Tang Seng to recite the Taoist scriptures.

Dang!

The vicious monk suddenly repented and threw down his sword and weapon.

An emaciated monk delivered the blood-stained cassock to Tang Monk's door.

"Blessings are immeasurable heavenly gods! Do good for all, and do good for all. The heart is cleansed, and the original mind is purified!" Tang Seng shouted loudly and explained to the monks.

"Thank you, great mage, for your teaching!" All the monks bowed their heads in thanks.

"Please third brother help me put out the fire!" Tang Seng secretly transmitted a voice to Xiao Bailong.

Xiao Bailong's face was very ugly, Tang Seng was really preaching on the westward journey, and he was not just joking around to save the monks!

Seeing the few dozen remaining monks recite Taoist scriptures devoutly, Xiao Bailong almost went crazy.

This is the Avalokitesvara Temple, the Bodhisattva Dojo, Tang Seng is simply braiding the bald man.

Xiao Bailong couldn't imagine, Guanyin Bodhisattva felt that there was a change in the Taoist temple, and came here, but saw the monk chanting the Taoist scriptures, how did he feel?What face?
escape!

Must escape!Brother Tang is too dangerous, too crazy.

Xiao Bailong thought in his heart that it would be best to run away with his elder brother.

Follow the second brother, sooner or later it will be over.

Xiaobai's heart turned a lot, and when he heard Tang Seng's sound transmission, he waved his hands to gather the clouds, and the rain fell instantly.

Flying clouds and rain is originally the talent of the Dragon Clan, no need to practice.

In the drizzle, Tang Seng was like the leader of a cult, spreading Taoism. With the rain, the fire in the temple was extinguished, and the seeds of Taoism were sown in the hearts of the monks.

Xiao Bailong's face was livid, Buddhism is not easy to provoke, he felt that he was one step closer to death.

Unable to wait any longer, Xiao Bailong pushed open the door of Zhu Yan's room.

"Brother! My little brother has something to discuss with you!"

"Oh, it's the third brother, what do you need to talk about in the middle of the night?" Zhu Yan was thinking about how to get Gun Gun away.

Xiao Bailong also saw the strange beast rolling around in front of Zhu Yan.

Gun Gun saw Xiao Bailong come in, sat down on the ground, tilted his head to look at Xiao Bailong.

"Brother, let's go with the second brother, and sooner or later the heavens will go to heaven!"

Xiaobailong is really anxious. As Xihai Longzi, a neighbor of Buddhism, he knows the horror of Buddhism: "Brother, we have to save ourselves, otherwise Buddhism will not let us go."

Zhu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then said quietly: "Do you think they will let you go if you obey them obediently?"

"What?" Xiao Bailong looked at Zhu Yan in confusion.

(End of this chapter)