My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 623

【636】monkey spirit
"Ah~ monster!"

Seeing Sun Wukong's ugly face and thunderous mouth, the fat monk with big ears was so frightened on the spot that he turned around and was about to run away, but was caught by Monkey King.

"Monkey spirit, brother monkey spirit, please forgive me, I'm just a monk who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha's name...my meat doesn't taste good!"

The monk was scared to pee on the spot.

Sun Wukong covered his nose and reprimanded him: "You stinky monk, who wants to eat you? You can see clearly, we came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and went to the west to worship Buddha and learn Buddhist scriptures. That person is from the kingdom of Silla Your Royal Highness, that is the younger brother of His Majesty the Tang Emperor, I am the grandpa grandpa who made a big fuss in the Lingxiao Palace, the white horse under my crotch, and also the prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace."

"Hurry up and let the host come out to greet you."

What Sun Wukong said was eloquent and full of arrogance.

However, the fat monk was so frightened that he didn't care what Monkey King said, so he went to find the abbot without hesitation.

After waiting for a while, an old monk came out with a group of young monks.

When the few monks saw Sun Wukong, they were taken aback immediately, thinking it was a monster running from somewhere. Only the abbot who was the leader was still calm. After all, he often went to lecture with the black bear spirit, so for him The monster is also familiar.

"Are you the abbot here?" Sun Wukong asked.

Originally, Abbot Jinchi had no good looks towards Sun Wukong. In his opinion, Sun Wukong was nothing more than a little monster. It didn't matter. Compared with the black bear spirit, this little monkey monster is nothing.

Moreover, Abbot Jinchi himself is 270 years old, and he is also an eminent monk, so naturally he is not afraid of a monkey monster.But when he saw Tang Seng behind Sun Wukong, his eyes lit up.

"Oh, this holy monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land, and went to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures?"

Abbot Jinchi's eyes were eager, but he was staring at the brocade cassock on Tang Seng's body.

"Amitabha."

Tang Seng didn't expect his fame to be so big, so he couldn't help grinning, put his hands together and said, "Don't dare, don't dare, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and went to the West to worship Buddha and pray for scriptures. He passed by here and wanted to stay overnight. I also hope that the master will do it conveniently!"

"Oh, I've heard that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty sent Buddhist scriptures to the west to worship Buddha and seek Buddhist scriptures. Seeing you today is a well-deserved reputation!"

Abbot Jinchi said with a smile, and invited Tang Seng and others into the temple.

After entering the temple, Tang Seng was in high spirits and led Abbot Jinchi to discuss Buddhism continuously.

The abbot of Jinchi is also an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. He has lived for 270 years, and he is no less than Tang Monk in terms of Buddhism.

However, Sun Wukong became a little impatient, and said: "Hey, my old grandson is hungry, hurry up and serve the food and drink."

Sun Wukong was not hungry, but he was afraid of neglecting Ye Xuan.

A little monkey monster, the abbot of Jinchi would have dismissed it, as for Ye Xuan, the little boy, the prince of a small country, he would not look down on him even more, but for Tang Seng's sake, let the little monk prepare the fast meal .

After a while, after dinner, Abbot Jinchi couldn't bear it any longer. He squinted his eyes and looked at the cassock on Tang Monk's body, and said, "Holy Monk, your cassock is so exquisite, is it a gift from His Majesty the Tang Emperor? Natural treasures, outstanding people."

Monkey King smiled slightly while drinking tea.

He knew that everything was going according to the script again.

Tang Seng didn't realize it, and pointed to the cassock on his body and said, "This is a gift from Master Guanyin!"

"what!!!"

"It was given by Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

Abbot Jinchi's eyes popped out quickly, and 270 years of innocence and asceticism disappeared.

The faces of the young monks around him also changed wildly, thinking that it is no wonder that the cassock on this Tang monk is so luxurious, it turned out to be a gift from Guanyin Bodhisattva!
This place is Guanyin Temple!
It can be seen how much Abbot Jinchi admires Guanyin!
That is the belief in my heart, and it is called a goddess in earth dialect!

"I was born here and practiced hard for 270 years, but I have never seen Avalokitesvara, and I have never received a thread from Avalokitesvara. Now I see the cassock given by Avalokitesvara. I am so excited Wow!"

Abbot Jinchi's voice was choked with sobs, and he even knelt down to the cassock, causing Tang Seng to help him up in a panic.

"Don't blame the holy monk, I have never seen such a precious thing, I don't know what effect this colorful cassock has!" After a while, Abbot Jinchi regained his composure.

"The Bodhisattva said that this brocade cassock is inlaid with seven treasures, which will not be invaded by water and fire, and can protect oneself from evil spirits."

"The Bodhisattva also said that if you wear my cassock, you will not fall into reincarnation; if you hold my tin coin, you will not be poisoned."

Tang Seng was honest, he didn't hide anything.

"Okay, okay!" Abbot Jinchi clapped his hands and cheered, and after a while he smiled awkwardly, hiding his excitement.

Sun Wukong on the side saw it, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, hehe, old monk, he was really interested in the cassock.

Monkey King has awakened his memory, and he will not stop anything in advance. After all, if he wants to survive the Journey to the West, it will be difficult and indispensable.

"Holy Monk, please follow me to the side room to rest."

Not long after, Abbot Jinchi brought Tang Seng and others to an independent attic.

Looking around, Ye Xuan felt a burst of emotion in his heart, and said to his mother, this monk is really rich, and he actually built a temple like a palace.

"Holy Monk, how are you? Are you satisfied with this place?" Abbot Jinchi smiled obsequiously at Tang Monk.

His expression was always focused on Tang Seng, as for Ye Xuan and Monkey King, he didn't care at all.

"Thank you, Abbot." Tang Seng saluted again.

"As long as the holy monk is satisfied, it's fine, but..."

Abbot Jinchi spoke, making a look of hesitation.

Tang Seng didn't understand, so he said, "Abbot, if you have something to say, it's okay to say it."

This twitchy, Sun Wukong's impatient temper can't stand it anymore.

Jumped out and said: "Senior brother, this old monk wants to covet your brocade cassock."

After finishing speaking, Monkey King realized that something was wrong: "No, senior brother, Master Abbot just wanted to borrow your beautiful cassock to have a look."

"Yes, yes! That's what I mean."

Abbot Jinchi nodded wildly, looking at Monkey King with gratitude.

A cassock is to a monk what a sword is to a swordsman.

So he was really embarrassed to say this unfeeling request.

But I didn't expect the monkey to see through it at a glance.

Everyone in the world says that monkeys and monkeys are smart and monkeys are smart, and it is true.

"This……"

Tang Seng was also in a bit of a dilemma. This brocade cassock was a treasure bestowed by Guanyin Bodhisattva. To him, it was extremely precious, how dare he lend it out at will?
(End of this chapter)