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Chapter 658: Journey to the West: Zhu Jiumei 17
After walking out of the misty forest, they continued their journey westward. One day, they arrived in front of a solemn temple. Above the temple gate hung a plaque with three large characters "Guanyin Temple" written on it.

Seeing this, Tang Seng clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, let's go to the temple to stay for one night and continue our journey tomorrow."

Sun Wukong took a look with his flaming eyes and felt something strange, but seeing that his master had made up his mind, he said nothing and followed him into the temple.

When Zhu Jiumei saw the three words "Guanyin Temple", she remembered something, but since she was safe here, she didn't say anything. Menglu had warned her not to reveal too many secrets.

When Elder Jin Chi of the temple heard that Tang Monk and his disciples had arrived, he hurried out to greet them. Elder Jin Chi was wearing a gorgeous cassock, but he could not hide the greed in his eyes.

Elder Jinchi led everyone into the meditation room, and after some greetings, Tang Seng took out the cassock. Elder Jinchi saw that the cassock was dazzling and exquisite, and he suddenly had evil intentions in his heart.

"Holy monk, this cassock is truly rare in the world!" Elder Jin Chi praised, but the greed in his eyes grew stronger.

"Thank you for the compliment, Elder. These are the things I carry with me when I travel." Tang Seng said modestly.

Elder Jin Chi rolled his eyes and said, "Saint monk, you have worked hard on the journey. Why don't you go and rest first? I will take good care of the cassock."

Before Tang Seng could answer, Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Master never leaves this cassock, so there is no need for you to worry about it."

Elder Jin Chi's face darkened, but he didn't dare to get angry.

At night, Elder Jin Chi called two trusted monks and conspired, "The cassock is a rare treasure. If we can get it, we will enjoy endless wealth and glory in this life. I want to set fire to Tang Monk and his disciples, and the cassock will naturally belong to me."

After hearing this, the two young monks were frightened, but they did not dare to disobey the elder's order.

On this side, Sun Wukong noticed the noise outside, quietly got up, and heard their conspiracy.

"Humph, this old monk actually dared to covet the cassock. Let me show you how I, Sun Wukong, will deal with him!" Sun Wukong returned to the house and informed everyone about the incident.

Zhu Jiumei said angrily: "This abominable elder, a monk is so evil-minded!"

Xiao Long Nu said: "Big Brother, we have to think of a way to deal with it."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Look at me." After that, he flew to the sky with a somersault cloud and borrowed the "fire-proof cover" from Guangmu Heavenly King.

After returning to the meditation room, Sun Wukong covered the place where Tang Seng and others were resting with a fire-proof cover.

Soon, Elder Jin Chi ordered people to pile up firewood at the place where Tang Seng and others were resting, and then set it on fire. The fire spread quickly, and the entire Guanyin Temple was engulfed in flames.

"Haha, now Tang Seng and his disciples can't escape even if they have wings!" Elder Jin Chi laughed triumphantly in the distance.

However, Tang Seng and his disciples were safe and sound under the protection of the fire-proof cover.

Zhu Jiumei looked at the raging fire outside and said with lingering fear: "If it weren't for the cleverness of our eldest brother, we would probably have died here."

Xiao Long Nu said: "The fire is so big, I'm afraid it will harm innocent people."

Sun Wukong said, "Let me put out the fire." After saying that, he jumped out of the fireproof cover, cast a spell, summoned a gust of wind, and blew the fire towards Elder Jinchi and those evil monks.

"Oh no!" Elder Jin Chi and others were surrounded by fire and were in a panic.

At this time, other monks in the temple rushed to put out the fire, and the scene was in chaos.

Tang Seng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am sorry for my sins."

Sun Wukong returned to the house and said, "Master, the fire has been controlled by me, and it will not cause any greater disaster."

After the fire, Guanyin Temple was in ruins. Elder Jin Chi was greedy and did evil things, which brought him disaster, and he was seriously injured in the fire.

Sun Wukong grabbed Elder Jin Chi and shouted angrily, "You ungrateful old monk, how dare you harm my master? What crime should you be punished for?"

Elder Jin Chi was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy: "Sun Dasheng, spare my life. I was bewildered for a moment and made a big mistake."

Tang Seng said, "Wukong, forget it, spare his life and let him reform himself in the future."

Sun Wukong snorted and let go of his hand.

Afterwards, Tang Seng and his disciples bid farewell to the temple and continued their journey to the west.

Along the way, Zhu Jiumei sighed: "There are too many temptations in this world. If you can't keep your original heart, you will get lost."

Xiao Long Nu nodded and said, "Yes, we practitioners must always be vigilant." Tang Seng smiled and said, "As the saying goes, 'Don't forget your original intention, and you will succeed.' As long as we devote ourselves to Buddhism, we will be able to overcome many obstacles and obtain the true scriptures."

Facing the rising sun, the crowd's figures gradually moved away, walking firmly towards the west.

After walking for a few more days, they arrived at a busy market, where people were coming and going, and shouting could be heard one after another.

Tang Seng said: "Let's take a short break here and replenish some dry food and water."

Everyone nodded in agreement and started walking around the market.

Zhu Jiumei saw a stall selling candied haws, and her eyes lit up: "Wow, I haven't eaten candied haws for a long time."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "You greedy fellow."

Xiao Longnu stopped in front of a fabric stall, selecting some fabric.

Just as they were busy, a group of robbers suddenly rushed over and robbed anyone they saw.

"How dare you do such an evil thing in broad daylight!" Sun Wukong shouted and stood in front of everyone.

The robbers were frightened by the majestic appearance of Sun Wukong, but they still rushed forward waving their weapons relying on their numbers.

Sun Wukong was not in a hurry. He swung his golden cudgel and beat the robbers so hard that they cried for their parents and fled.

"Thank you, Sun Wukong, for your help!" The people expressed their gratitude one after another.

Tang Seng said: "Wukong, although it is a good thing to subdue demons and monsters, we must also try to kill as few people as possible. I hope they can reform themselves."

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "That's what Master taught me."

After replenishing their supplies, everyone left the market and continued on their way.

As the journey progressed, the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate, with howling winds and yellow sand filling the sky.

"This place is so awful." Zhu Jiumei complained.

Xiao Long Nu said, "Everyone, be careful. There might be some monster hiding in this sandstorm."

As he was speaking, a gust of wind blew up and a huge figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Haha, another delicious food is delivered to my door!" It turned out to be a giant yellow sand monster.

Sun Wukong was not afraid at all and stepped forward to engage in a fierce battle with the yellow sand monster.

The golden hoop and the yellow sand monster's giant claws collided with each other, making a deafening sound.

Zhu Jiumei and Xiaolongnu also assisted Sun Wukong and performed their own magic spells.

Tang Seng prayed silently for them in the back.

After a hard fight, Sun Wukong finally found the Yellow Sand Monster's weakness and defeated it with one stick.

"Finally, this problem has been solved." Sun Wukong wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The crowd continued to move forward, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on them, casting long shadows.

At night, they rested in a dilapidated temple.

Zhu Jiumei leaned against the pillar and said, "This journey has been really hard."

Xiao Long Nu comforted him: "As long as we persist, we will definitely reach the West."

Tang Seng said: "Amitabha, all hardships are a form of practice. As long as you have Buddha in your heart, you will have nothing to fear."

On a quiet night, everyone's thoughts drift far away, hoping that the future journey will be less bumpy and more peaceful.

The next morning, the sun shone through the windows of the dilapidated temple onto everyone's faces, and they set out again on the journey westward, which was full of unknowns.