Liaozhai: A scholar should draw a sword

Chapter 252
"Clang, clang, clang..."

In the mountains, there was a long bell.

Going up the mountain road, there is a large-scale temple hidden among the mountains and forests, which is written: Guanyin Temple.

Tang Seng traveled west all the way, as long as there were temples along the way, he must go to worship, let alone Guanyin Temple.

Although he heard some words from the villagers yesterday about the monks oppressing the local people in this temple, he still didn't believe it in his heart.

After all, he is a devout Buddhist disciple.

Walking to the door, Tang Seng couldn't help feeling overwhelmed by the sound of the bell and seeing the vigorous four characters of Guanyin Temple.

After all, he was sincerely grateful to Master Avalokitesvara, and he was able to go to the West to learn scriptures, all thanks to the enlightenment of the Bodhisattva.

At this time, two monks suddenly came out.

When they saw Monkey King holding the white dragon horse, the two monks couldn't help being startled.

Tang Seng hurriedly recited a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, masters, don't be frightened, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and went to the west to worship Buddha and ask for sutras.

Although my apprentice looks a bit ugly, but he has a kind heart..."

Sun Wukong: "..."

When they heard that Tang Seng came from Tang Dynasty, the two monks were a little surprised, and even saluted.

Tang Seng said again: "The three of us want to go in to worship and stay overnight in your temple."

"You can stay overnight, but this horse cannot enter."

One of the monks pointed to the white dragon horse.

Now, Sun Wukong was annoyed, and said angrily: "Why can't you enter? My old grandson wants to enter today."

After finishing speaking, he led the white horse dragon and forcibly broke into the temple.

At this time, a middle-aged monk hurried over with a few monks, asked about the situation, and said in harmony: "So it's the master from Dongtu Datang, please come inside."

Monkey King tied up the white dragon horse, and gave the monks in the temple a fierce look, before he chased after him.

The middle-aged monk took a look at Tang Seng, and couldn't help asking: "Master, does the Eastern Tang Dynasty not produce cotton, linen, silk and wool?"

Tang Seng replied: "The land in the east is vast, and these are all abundant."

"Oh, hehehe, I can't see it, I can't see it..."

His face was full of a sense of superiority and sarcasm.

The monks in this temple all have shiny faces and gorgeous cassocks. Although they are far away from the mountains, how can they look like Qingxiu?
One by one, they glanced at the three monks and whispered to each other.

"I heard that Tang Dynasty is rich in products, rich and powerful, but look at that monk, but he is so shabby..."

"That's right, I'm afraid it's just a false name, it's better than us..."

Tang Seng did look a bit shabby.

Because he doesn't have any pursuit of traits, as long as he can fill his stomach, have a tile to cover his body, and have clothes to cover his body, that's enough.

Besides, the road is high and the road is far away, so it is inevitable to be full of dust. The cassock on his body has been patched with a few pieces of cloth. Compared with the monks in this temple, he is really shabby and looks like an ascetic monk.

"It's from the Tang Dynasty, look at how poor it is..."

Sun Wukong heard all these words in his ears, glared at the other party, and couldn't help whispering to his master: "Master, the monks in this temple think we are poor."

Tang Seng sighed.

Although he couldn't hear what the other party was talking about, he knew that the other party looked down on him.

However, he was in a good mood and persuaded: "Wukong, don't worry about them, monks, refrain from anger and impetuosity..."

Sun Wukong didn't like to hear these words: "Master, you mean that they are not monks?"

"This……"

At this moment, Tang Seng was speechless.

If he said that the other party was not a monk, he would be talking nonsense. If he said it was...how could these people look like monks?

After a moment of silence, he sighed: "They have ulterior motives, that's their business, we just stay here for one night, don't bother with them."

After a while, the middle-aged monk came out and said, "Three, the old master is here to invite you."

The old homeowner he was talking about was Elder Jin Chi.

Entering the wing room, Tang Seng stepped forward and bowed.Elder Jin Chi stared at him for a few times with a pair of pee-bubble eyes, his expression a bit disdainful.

It really works.

"The little ones said that the master of the Tang Dynasty in Dongtu is here..." Having said this, he looked at Tang Seng again: "I think this journey is very hard..."

Tang Seng recited a Buddha's name: "It's not a hard work. If you become a monk, you can eat and drink with a scoop. It turns out that you live a simple life of practice."

Hearing this, Elder Jin Chi couldn't help frowning.

In fact, Tang Seng just said something in passing, without any other intention, but in the ears of Elder Jin Chi, he thought Tang Seng was making excuses to ridicule.

That face also became gloomy.

When the middle-aged monk saw it, he hurriedly said: "Three, the old master is a famous virtuous and eminent monk in our area, and ordinary people can't see it."

The implication is that this is for your face.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he couldn't help sneering: "I'm afraid that Guanshiyin Bodhisattva doesn't have such a big air?"

"Goku!"

Tang Seng quickly scolded.

What Sun Wukong said was not wrong, let alone a small host, if he wants to see Tathagata, he can see him at any time, unless Tathagata retreats.

"Old master, the villain is always quick-talking, and I ask the old master to forgive me."

Elder Jin Chi snorted, and asked again: "I wonder how far it is from Datang?"

Tang Seng replied: "From Chang'an to Liangjie Mountain, it is about five thousand miles away. After crossing Liangjie Mountain and passing through Xifan Hami Kingdom, it takes two months to reach your place again."

Hearing this, Elder Jinchi sighed: "It's thousands of miles away. I've lived such a big age, and I haven't even walked a hundred miles. I'm really a fool..."

Tang Seng subconsciously asked: "Dare to ask the old master's longevity?"

Elder Jinchi was waiting for these words, stroked his beard, and said proudly: "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning, this year, I just lived to be 270 years old..."

Tang Seng was a little surprised: "Then, isn't that the year of immortal life?"

But Sun Wukong laughed loudly: "What's the matter? He's just over 200 years old, and he's not qualified to be my grandson's grandson..."

This is not an exaggeration at all, not to mention the distance, just because he has been under the mountain for 500 years, and he is more than 200 years old, what is it?

However, what he said made Elder Jinchi and his group's faces change drastically, and they were about to get angry.

"Wukong, don't be rude!"

Tang Seng quickly shouted.

Zhou Yu smiled: "Don't worry, everyone, Wukong is just not very good at talking. Over 200 years old is really unbelievable for a mortal.

However, for the Xian family, sometimes it's just time to take a nap..."

"Everyone, please drink tea."

At this time, a monk came in with tea.

Seeing the tea set, Monkey King couldn't help complaining: "I said you people, are you a monk or not? You even use suet jade for tea?"

When he said this, all the monks looked down with contempt.

There are many such things in the temple, what is there to make a fuss about?

"Ha ha……"

Elder Jinchi smiled, as if he had found a topic to win the round.

"Well, I heard that the Great Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land is a kingdom of heaven, with rich products, and I don't know if there are any rare treasures. Can you tell me to open the old sleeve's eyes?"

"Amitabha, what a monk cultivates is the heart. The poor monk has never been interested in these rare treasures, so..."

Tang Seng was about to decline, but Monkey King was not happy.

With his previous temper, he would have fought a lot.

After all, he is also a majestic Monkey King, so how can he allow others to look down on him?

So he said: "Master, don't you have a precious cassock?"

"Cascade?"

Hearing this word, all the monks laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hehe..." Elder Jinchi laughed and said, "The old sleeve beside me dare not boast, but if you want to talk about the cassock... Lao Na at least said there are hundreds of pieces..."

Monkey King said: "So what? There are more sand and stones in the river."

Upon hearing this, Elder Jin Chi couldn't help but his expression darkened, and he ordered: "Go, take out my cassock and let Elder Tang pick out a few."

Tang Seng waved his hand: "No need, thank you Elder for your kindness."

"Since that's the case, can Elder Tang take out your precious cassock and let me open my eyes?"

"I'll get it."

Before Tang Seng could speak, Monkey King ran to open the package and took out the Jinlan cassock.

As soon as it was unfolded, the room was filled with golden light, dazzled the eyes of all the monks.

"Good cassock!"

"Good baby, good baby..."

"There is even a colorful glow..."

"My God, there are such precious cassocks in the world..."

A group of monks completely lost their composure, and each of them was amazed.

Even Elder Jinchi couldn't help getting up, leaning in front of the cassock and looking carefully.

Now, Monkey King was satisfied, and put away the cassock again.

"thump……"

Elder Jin Chi fell down on the ground and burst into tears.

"Master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Elder Jinchi squeezed out a few tears on purpose: "I really don't have a chance, I have lived in vain for so many years, and this is the first time I see such a precious cassock.

It's a pity that I'm too old and my eyes are dim, so I don't have the chance to see clearly..."

"This..." Tang Seng was stunned for a moment, then glared at Monkey King.

Although he is a monk, he also understands some basic principles and does not reveal his wealth.

It's all right now, I'm afraid I'm being watched by someone.

"Holy Monk, I beg the Holy Monk to lend this cassock to the old man to watch carefully for one night, and the old man will be satisfied."

This old man is called a holy monk if he asks for others.

"This……"

Tang Seng was a little embarrassed.

"Could it be that the holy monk doesn't trust the old monk, and is afraid that the old monk will not return it?"

Elder Jinchi exchanged words with words.

Having said that, Tang Seng really couldn't refuse, and was about to agree, but unexpectedly, Zhou Yu answered, "That's right, I'm just afraid that you won't return it."

As soon as these words came out, Elder Jin Chi couldn't help but his expression changed. Didn't this slap him in the face on the spot?

Don't you give me face?
Immediately, his face darkened: "It seems that this master is not a Buddhist disciple?"

"Excuse me, elder, does it have anything to do with whether I borrow the cassock or not?"

"It's a big deal. The cassock belongs to the Buddhist family. You are not a Buddhist disciple, so you are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks. Besides, this cassock belongs to the holy monk. The holy monk didn't refuse it, but you refused it first. What's the reason? ?”

A group of other monks also spoke out.

"Amitabha!"

Tang Seng recited a Buddha's name and said apologetically, "Old master, although the cassock is a Buddhist thing, it is just a thing outside the body.

If you are a monk, all four things are empty, please don't think about it..."

This is to change a sentence and reject it.

Originally, he was going to agree, but Zhou Yu rejected it out loud first. If he agreed, it would be dishonoring Zhou Yu.

Both sides always have to offend one, so Tang Seng naturally didn't want to offend Zhou Yu.

"Hehe, good, good, I'm tired, I want to rest, see off the guests."

"Yes!"

"Farewell to the poor monk."

"Go, go, you are not welcome here."

As soon as he went out, a monk came forward to chase him away.

"What did you say?" Sun Wukong was furious.

"What? Want to play tricks? Let me tell you, this is our temple, and we can keep whoever we like."

Tang Seng couldn't listen anymore, and argued: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, and all believers can enter the holy land of Buddhism. Why do you treat it like your own home?"

"It's my own home, what's wrong?"

"Stop talking nonsense, get out!"

"Snapped!"

Monkey King couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the monk so that he rolled over and over again.

A group of monks turned pale with fright, and were about to play tricks.

Sun Wukong's eyes showed a fierce look: "How dare you be rude, believe it or not, the old sun burned this place with a torch?"

"Goku..."

Tang Seng was taken aback.

He knew that Sun Wukong was not threatening these people. This monkey dared to smash and loot even the heavenly palace, let alone a monastery in the mortal world?
"Master, don't try to persuade me, these people, how can they look like monks? They have completely embarrassed the Bodhisattva..."

"Three masters calm down, please forgive me if I offend you."

The middle-aged monk came out of Elder Jinchi's meditation room with a smile and enthusiasm on his face.

After admitting his mistake, he personally took the three of them to find a room to rest, and ordered someone to prepare a fast meal.

After the monk left, Sun Wukong couldn't help whispering: "Master, this group of people must be worried and kind, we have to be careful."

"Ugh!"

Tang Seng sighed: "It's all your fault. My teacher told you not to show off, but you didn't listen. Now it's all right, and you've caused trouble."

"Master, how can this be called causing trouble? This group of people are obviously monks, but they do evil. How is it different from a robber?"

At this time, there were a few soft knocks on the door.

He walked in with a monk who was about sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Three masters, you go quickly..."

Sun Wukong's face sank: "You want to drive us away?"

"No, no, no..." The little monk quickly waved his hands, with an anxious expression on his face: "If you don't leave, it will be too late..."

At this time, there seemed to be movement outside.

The little monk hurried to the door and whispered: "You must not eat vegetarian food."

After saying that, he ran away.

As soon as he left, two monks came in with a vegetarian meal: "The three masters have been waiting for a long time, please have a vegetarian meal."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Zhou Yu stepped forward and took a look: "Sure enough, there is poison in this vegetarian meal, and they want to poison us to death."

"Damn it, look at my grandson..."

Monkey King was about to get angry, Zhou Yu waved his hands: "Don't worry, great sage, there are many problems in this temple, let's keep quiet and see how many tricks they can play."

Having said that, Sun Wukong couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said with a smile: "That's right, my old grandson will play with them."

Zhou Yu raised his palm, a ray of light flashed across his palm, and he said, "Okay, I have detoxified the poison in the fasting meal, Elder Tang can eat it."

"Amitabha……"

At this moment, Tang Seng's heart was extremely heavy.

He wasn't worried that there was poison in the food, but the belief in his heart was shaken...

(End of this chapter)