"The Holy Monk of the Tang Dynasty, the old man is old, I don't know how many years he still has to live, and now he only has this one wish, is it possible that the holy monk wants to watch the old man die like this?"

In his life, he has liked these precious things, and now when he sees such a treasure, how can he be willing to slip away from his eyes

?" "Hehe, old monk, how did you show off your treasure just now? How? How about my master's brocade robe?"

Sun Wukong put away his mobile phone, knowing in his heart, and when he saw the other party's performance, he was even more contemptuous.

"Hey, the holy monk deserves to come from the rich Tang Dynasty, but the old man is clumsy, this robe ......"

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Elder Jinchi paused slightly, and then sighed.

"This ......

" Tang Sanzang hesitated, on his body, a brocade robe, a Zen staff, that was given to him by Guanyin, now let him lend it to the other party for one night, this makes him very embarrassed!"

"Master, according to my old grandson, just lend it to him, is it possible, can he still escape with the robe?"

At this time, Sun Wukong whispered.

"Okay, since the old courtyard master likes it, then I'll lend you a look!"

Tang Sanzang nodded, he still knew Sun Wukong's ability, he didn't believe it, the other party could still run away with a robe, and besides, this is the Guanyin Zen Academy, no matter what, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing under Guanyin's nose, right?

Obviously, the current Tang Sanzang is no longer the pedantic monk who only knows how to chant scriptures, he also knows how to analyze and think.

Night falls, and the stars shine.

And in the presiding residence, Elder Jin Chi looked at the golden brocade robe under the candlelight, with an obsessive face, and stroked with his dry palm, as if he was caressing his beloved.

"Hey, it's a pity, although the thing is good, it's not the old man's!" After a

while, Elder Jin Chi sighed.

"Why should the master worry?"

At this time, the two monks standing on the side smiled slightly.

"Oh, could it be that you have something to do?" Elder

Jin Chi's cloudy eyes flashed, and then he regained his composure and asked curiously.

"As long as this robe becomes the master's, isn't it okay?" The

fat monk smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, tomorrow, this robe will become yours!"

Elder Jin Chi sat on the chair, his face confused, as if he didn't understand, but the robe he was holding was slightly wrinkled.

......

"Wukong, why did you lend the brocade robe to the host? I see that there is something wrong with him for the teacher!" In the

guest room, Tang Sanzang was a little restless, it was given

to him by Guanyin, what should I do if something goes wrong?" "Don't worry, master, it was Brother Qin who asked me to give it to him!"

Sun Wukong explained helplessly.

"Master Qin?"

As soon as he heard this, Tang Sanzang immediately sat on the bed, relieved.

Daode Tianzun came out for Qin Hao, and the matter of seriously injuring the Buddha is now only a person with a mobile phone, who doesn't know who doesn't know?

So, in his opinion, since Qin Hao asked Wukong to lend the robe, there must be his reason

! "Master, do you want to come to two?"

At this time, Sun Wukong shook his mobile phone, and in the picture, it was the landlord!

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