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Chapter 316 Sacrifice to the Golden Light Temple of Saiguo (4K chapters)

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Tang Seng couldn't help thinking: Yes, no matter what crimes this monk has committed, he must go to find out, even if he is like Che Chiguo, his master and apprentice rescued them differently.

Thinking of this, Tang Seng stepped forward and performed a Buddha ceremony and asked: "My buddhist friend, I don't know which monastery you are a buddhist friend from. Why are you wearing shackles like this?"

A middle-aged monk saw that the person who was interrogating was a monk, he couldn't help but shook his head and said helplessly: "Dare to let this buddhist know that we are monks from Jinguang Temple, and now this... well, it's a long story. "

"Golden Light Temple? I don't know where this Golden Light Temple is located?" Tang Seng asked, clasping his hands together and looking at the middle-aged monk with clear eyes.

"Our Jinguang Temple, just turn around the corner."

All the monks couldn't help but answered in unison, and some monks pointed in the direction of Jinguang Temple.

Tang Seng looked around, and a towering spire was faintly visible under the cover of tall trees.

"The spring breeze blows gently, but the buds have not yet sprouted, and the turret is not only arched to the west mountain. Beside the corner of the busy city, the tower stands among the trees."

The setting sun passed through the top of the lotus flower on the top of the pagoda and passed through the tops of the miscellaneous trees, but it gave Tang Seng an illusion of being upright, so he couldn't help murmuring such a poem.

The monk saw Tang Seng speak, but because of the noise in the street, he couldn't hear what Tang Seng said clearly, so he looked at Tang Seng in doubt and asked, "My buddhist friend, I don't know what you are talking about?"

Tang Seng came back to his senses, shook his head and said: "I didn't say anything, just seeing this tower, I suddenly felt a little emotional. By the way, my buddhist friends, I dare to ask why you look like this? Can you talk to me?" I listen?"

"Buddhist friends dare not tell you this question here. Maybe you can go to our Jinguang Temple. I will tell you in detail. It's just that I have never seen this Buddhist friend in any temple in Jisai Kingdom, but I don't know this Buddhist friend. Which temple did you come from, where did you practice?"

Hearing the middle-aged monk's words, Tang Seng nodded and said: "That's right, it's not convenient for Buddhist friends to say this here. We, master and disciple, will go with you to the Jinguang Temple. I’ll talk about it in detail with Buddhist friends.”

"Great kindness." The middle-aged monk listened to this, put his hands together and nodded towards Tang Monk Sun Wukong and others, and walked ahead to lead the way.

Tang Seng walked beside him, slowly opening his mouth to tell the history of his master and apprentice one by one.

"The poor monk is not a monk from the Sacrifice Kingdom, but a monk from the Jinshan Temple of the Tang Dynasty thousands of miles away. He went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West to obtain scriptures under the order of the Tang King. He just came to the Sacrifice Kingdom today..."

"It turns out that the buddhist friends came from the Tang Dynasty, but it's a pity that ordinary people like me have never been out of the country of sacrifice, so I don't know what the situation in the Tang Dynasty is like." The eyes of the middle-aged monk were full of longing for the Tang Dynasty.

Although the Jisai Kingdom can dominate the land and pay tribute from all directions, it is not enough to see the mysterious country in the far east. There are legends about the Central Plains in the Jisai Kingdom, but the distance is too far, especially after passing The Huoyan Mountain was blocked for hundreds of years, and no traveling monks, Taoists or even businessmen from the Tang Dynasty came to this country.Therefore, for middle-aged monks, the Central Plains is a land with vast land, rich resources and prosperous human race.There are Tang monks who are not afraid of hardships and are willing to go to the Daleiyin Temple in Xitian to obtain the scriptures, which shows that this country is very tolerant of Buddhism. In the minds of middle-aged monks, Tang Dynasty is definitely a holy place for Buddhism, so it will I have longing for this Datang.

Hearing the middle-aged monk's words, Tang Seng couldn't help being proud. After all, no country or nation can come to court from all nations.

After thinking for a while, he replied with a poem: "The poor monk heard a poem that may express the scene of my prosperous Tang Dynasty..." Speaking of this, seeing the eager eyes of the middle-aged monk, he couldn't help but continued to say: "The rooster of the crimson scorpion announces the dawn, and the clothes go to the emerald clouds. Nine days are closed and the palace is opened, and the clothes and crowns of all nations worship the crown. The sun is just coming to the fairy palms, and the cigarettes are going to be next to the dragon. To Fengchitou."

Tang Seng overheard this poem by accident. It talked about the majesty of the emperor, especially the clothes and crowns of all nations, which directly reflected the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

"Tsk tsk, all nations come to court, I don't know what Shengjing it is..." The middle-aged monk shook his head, and brought Tang Seng, Monkey King and others to a mountain gate.

I saw seven gold characters written horizontally on the door: "Edict to build Jinguang Temple to protect the country".

Although the facade is grand, it seems that it has not been cleaned for a long time, but there is a layer of spider webs in the corner of the plaque.

Entering the mountain gate, I saw that the incense lamps in the ancient temple were cold, and the leaves in the virtual corridor swept the wind.

A feeling of desolation and dilapidation came straight to my heart.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Tang Seng was inexplicably saddened.

This is man, always so realistic.

A group of monks pushed open the Daxiong Hall with their shackles, and invited Tang monks, masters and apprentices to worship Buddha and offer incense in the hall.

Tang Seng restrained all kinds of thoughts in his heart, straightened his clothes, offered his heart incense, knelt down and kowtowed three times.

After the ceremony, Tang Seng turned his head and saw six or seven young monks locked on the eaves of the abbot's pillar. He couldn't bear it, so he turned to the monks and asked, "What did you do? You were treated like this. Even the eight or nine-year-old little novice would not let go..."

The middle-aged monk clasped his palms together and performed a Buddha ceremony, but slowly explained the ins and outs of the response: "We are in the capital city of the Sai State, and the main road to the western countries. Back then, the Sai State was also strong and prosperous. There are those four barbarians who pay tribute to them: the South Yuetuo Kingdom, the North Gaochang Kingdom, the East and West Liang Kingdom, and the Xibenbo Kingdom, who pay tribute to beautiful jade and pearls, concubines and horses every year. As long as we sacrifice to the Sai Kingdom, we don’t want to go to war and conquer them. Where he is naturally worshiped as a state, and the tribute will never be cut off..."

Hearing this, Tang Seng couldn't help nodding and said: "It must be because you, the king, are virtuous and righteous, and the ministers of civil and military affairs perform their duties."

Hearing Tang Seng's words, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly: "No, that's not true. The civil and military ministers don't perform their duties, and this king is not virtuous and righteous. Because my Jinguang Temple pagoda Auspicious clouds are shrouded above, the auspicious mist rises high, and the night is full of rays of light. Even thousands of miles away, people can see the precious light of the pagoda of Jinguang Temple. Therefore, all countries think that Tianfu Shenjing, all come to pay tribute. It was just three years ago, on the day of Xiaqiu friendship In the middle of the night, a rain of blood fell from the sky. After dawn, every family was afraid and every family was sad. All the ministers played the king, thinking that God warned Guozuo because of the incident. At that time, Taoist priests and monks were invited to recite scriptures, and they were able to understand the world , Netherworld, wanting its fruit. Who would have thought that the golden pagoda in my monastery was polluted by the blood rain, and the pagoda was dark, with no light to show. Seeing this, the nations would not come to pay tribute. My king wants to conquer, All the ministers complained that it was the monks in my temple who stole the treasures on the pagoda, so there was no auspicious clouds and auspicious mist, and foreign countries did not go to court. Faint lords were even more ignorant, telling those corrupt officials to find the treasures. So those corrupt officials took my monks There were four generations of monks in my place at that time, and the first two generations were old enough to be tortured to death. Now, my generation is arrested and chained for questioning. By the Lord Buddha, the death of our monks is the most important thing. Those who want to see my Buddha in the Buddha country, how dare they deceive their hearts and steal the treasures in the pagoda! It is really a slander, because all my monks speak lightly, but they can't change the king's thinking. I have passed half a hundred years of my life, and I will see death without fear. But these little monks in my temple are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest are only six or seven years old, how can they bear this..."

Tang Monk heard the words, nodded and sighed: "Why did the affairs of the Heavenly Family be added to the monks? Why didn't you report to the emperor when the blood rained and the pagoda was polluted?"

The middle-aged monk smiled wryly and said, "It's not that I can't wait to report. The main reason is that I can't even enter the palace gate. How can I report? Those eunuchs and powerful officials can't talk about trivial matters, so they don't report... We say What can I do?"

Hearing this, Tang Seng couldn't help but said with a little anger on his face: "Let's not talk about why the family is raining blood this day, just say that the court is full of ghosts and monsters, and the memorials from the royal temple can't reach the emperor. It can be seen that The regime in this country must be in chaos." Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Wukong, when is this time?"

"It's already around time." Sun Wukong glanced at the sun in the sky that was about to set on the western mountain, and said.

After Tang Seng heard this, he said: "My master and apprentice wanted to change Guan Wen in front of the king. Now that I don't understand the matter of the monks, I feel really uneasy. When I left Chang'an, I made a vow: Lu must burn incense in temples, worship Buddha in temples, and sweep pagodas. So far, he has sacrificed to Jinguang Temple in Saiguo. Now that he has met a monk who was wronged because of the pagoda. Wukong, you and I can get a broom. After I take a bath, go to Sweep on this pagoda to see how this filthy thing is, what about this thing that does not let the light shine? Find out the reason, get to the bottom, and then you can tell the king to save the suffering of these Buddhist friends!"

Tang Seng looked at Huang Yang and said, "Bajie, quickly put these children down, they are still so young, how can they endure this hardship..."

The monks in shackles heard this, and hurried to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, and handed it to Huang Yang.

Seeing this, Huang Yang couldn't help but smiled and said, "You don't need to do this, I don't need these."

How can it be untied without this knife, those evil officials and powerful ministers have locked these chains...

"It's easy, listen..."

With a snap of his fingers, the rope and chain fell off.

When the monks saw the shackles falling off, they couldn't help but be amazed. It was like a miracle to untie the chains without touching them.

Could it be that the Buddha saw us sincerely praying, and finally sent down boundless magic power to save us?
"Wait a minute, I'll explain it to you too!"

Huang Yang looked at the middle-aged monk and the monks behind him and said.

Without waiting for Huang Yang to move, the middle-aged monk quickly stopped him: "Holy Monk, no, no!"

Seeing Huang Yang stop, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We have received the ceremony of rubbing the crown in front of the Buddha, and we have scars on our heads, but we can't escape. These children are not yet grown up, and we have not rubbed the crown with them. Accepting the gift, as long as they live in the mountains for several years, their hair can still grow, and they can still live like ordinary people... If we all unshackle, maybe the machete will come next time..."

After hearing this, Tang Seng couldn't help but bowed his eyebrows to Amitabha.

Huang Yang could only give up.

The originally gloomy expression of the middle-aged monk became slightly better because of the release of these children.

"Bukong, Duozang, Dharma, Perfect Enlightenment... You still don't come here to thank the holy monk and this little holy monk..."

The middle-aged monk yelled at the little guys who had loosened their shackles.

The little guys didn't cry or make trouble, they looked at Tang Seng and Huang Yang curiously, obeyed the middle-aged monk's words, and respectfully bowed to Tang Seng and Huang Yang: "Thank you, holy monk, thank you, little holy monk..."

Huang Yang couldn't help being depressed, the holy monk was called the holy monk, why did he add a small word for himself, little holy monk, it sounds weird.

But Huang Yang didn't say anything because of this, he just smiled and nodded to the young novice monks in response.

"Okay, Bukong, Duozang, Dingfa, Yuanjue, you guys go and make some vegetarian meals for the holy monks." The middle-aged monk said to Tang Seng and Huang Yang, "The holy monks are going to sweep the pagoda. Pagoda, we don’t have any new brooms in Jinguang Temple, but the poor monks and brothers went to the street to buy new brooms to sweep the pagoda with the holy monk.”

Hearing this, Tang Seng nodded slightly and said: "Then I will thank all Buddhist friends, Amitabha."

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Not long after, a little monk lit a lamp and came to invite Tang Monk to take a bath.

At this time, the sky has already darkened, and if there is no light in the room, you can hardly see your fingers.

After taking a bath, Tang Seng wore a small-sleeved monk's robe with a ring belt, changed into a pair of soft male shoes, and held a new broom in his hand.

To a group of monks, he said: "Friends of Buddhism, please wait and sleep peacefully, and wait for me to return from sweeping the pagoda."

Seeing the dark sky, Sun Wukong was not at ease with Tang Seng alone, so he said: "Master, the pagoda is polluted by blood rain, and it has not been seen for a long time. I am afraid that something evil will be born. I'm not familiar with you, but if I don't have a partner, it's easy to cause problems, why don't I wait for my old grandson to go up with you?"

When Tang Seng heard Sun Wukong's words, he couldn't help but nodded and said: "It's so good! It's so good!"

Therefore, the two masters and apprentices each held a broom and came to the main hall first.

Lighting the glazed cups and burning incense, the Tang monk bowed before the Buddha: "Disciple Xuanzang was sent by the king of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land to go to Lingshan to see my Buddha Tathagata to learn scriptures. Now I am offering sacrifices to the Saiguo Jinguang Temple. I met a friend of the temple and said that the pagoda was destroyed. Pollution, the king suspects monks of stealing treasures, accuses them of injustice, and it is difficult to understand the ups and downs. The disciples sweep the pagoda wholeheartedly, hoping that the Buddha will show his power and show the reason for polluting the pagoda early, so that the disciples will not suffer innocent injustice."

Sun Wukong looked at the statue of Tathagata Buddha with lowered brows and lowered head in immeasurable form from behind, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't bow down like Tang Seng.

Just watch quietly.

After Tang Seng gave his blessing, the master and apprentice came to the gate of the pagoda, pushed open the gate, and a layer of smoke was stirred up.

"Cough...cough..."

Tang Seng was shocked by the smoke and couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this, Monkey King opened his mouth and blew lightly, and suddenly a breeze blew inside the tower, sweeping the smoke and dust out of the tower.

But Tang Seng picked up the broom, walked to the corner of the tower, and began to clean up.

The tower has been left untouched for a long time, but the corners are covered with spider webs.

Tang Seng put the lamp on the stage, but began to clean it carefully.

One floor after another, and so on to the seventh floor, when I asked Monkey King the time, I was told by Monkey King that it was already the second watch.

Seeing Tang Seng's sleepy face, Sun Wukong couldn't help suggesting to help himself, but Tang Seng directly rejected it.

For Tang Seng, this is a practice.

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(End of this chapter)