Report at the beginning of Journey to the West

Chapter 308 Sao Bao's Bright Silver Armor
When the monks heard this, they were stunned. They just wanted to complain, but they didn't expect someone to decide for them.

"Daoist, forget it, forget it, you can't beat the government of Jisai Kingdom, we can't harm people."

"It's a joke, Pindao came out of the Great Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land, and went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven to learn scriptures. All the countries on the way treated me like a guest of honor. Who would dare to touch me?" Xie Yun sneered.

When the monks heard the words Dongtu Datang, they burst into tears, their knees softened, they knelt down and kowtowed, and asked, "Master Taoist, you are the man of our dreams, why did you come here?"

They had a dream yesterday, and the god said that there is a Buddhist scripture learner from the Eastern Tang Dynasty who can help them resolve this calamity.

So, at dawn, all the monks of Jinguang Temple came out to guard the gate of the city, waiting for Xie Yun.

Waiting and waiting, I never expected that the person who learned the scriptures was actually a Taoist priest.

The gods do not deceive me, we ignore the people who learn the scriptures, but the people who learn the scriptures still follow us. Is it all predestined?
They then told the whole story of the matter.

"Master Dao, there used to be a pagoda in Jinguang Temple. The pagoda was shrouded in auspicious clouds, the auspicious mist rose high, and it could also emit rays of light at night, which could be clearly seen from thousands of miles away, so small countries from all over the world came to pay tribute to Saiguo.

But three years ago, in autumn and winter, at midnight, there was a bloody rain in our capital, and the pagoda was no longer glowing. The king thought that we had stolen the treasure, so he demoted us to prisoners and put us in shackles. Can only beg along the street for a living.

It's been three years, Daoist, do you know how we lived these three years? "The monks burst into tears and looked at Xie Yun resentfully.

It seems that the earlier the learners came, they would not have to suffer.

"When it rained blood three years ago, what were you doing?" Drifting asked.

He is the general of the shutter. To put it bluntly, he is a bodyguard. It is also his duty to guard the treasures, so he immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Uh, Taoist priest, we were warming up in the meditation room at that time, and the weather was too cold."

"Is no one going to guard the pagoda?"

"no!"

"That's enough, you are not wronged, even if you did not steal the treasure, you are still guilty of ineffective guarding." Xie Yun concluded the matter.

He has now become a qualified inspector of the Three Realms. He looks at things quite objectively and has formed three basic principles.

the first.

Absolutely not impulsive!

second.

Never miss a single bad thing!
third.

Absolutely fair and beautiful referee!
Although these monks are pitiful, they still need to report.

"System, I report that these monks are unfavorable in guarding the pagoda, resulting in the loss of treasures and causing major property losses to the national property of Jisai Kingdom."

"Ding, the reporting system is checking, congratulations to the host for successfully reporting, and rewarding the host with a piece of the acquired magic weapon Bright Silver Armor."

Bright Silver Armor: Shining silver, extremely dazzling, this is an armor that is more ornamental than practical. Wearing it on the battlefield, you are a veritable enemy.

Xie Yun shook his head, this thing is too high-profile, it doesn't suit his personality at all.

I, Immortal Emperor Eight Desolation, have always kept a low profile. It seems that if there is no special need, this armor can only be kept at the bottom of the box.

The faces of the monks were a little ugly. They began to suspect that they had a false dream yesterday. It seemed that the person who learned the scriptures was not on their side. It's over!
Gululu, Gululu...

There was a sound of stomach growling, and the seven or eight-year-old monk suddenly fell to the ground and passed out.

"What happened to him?" Xie Yun asked.

"Master Daoist, we haven't eaten for three days. The child is too young to bear it, and he fainted from hunger." The monks looked distressed.

Because they can only beg, so they live without a meal, the little monk can't bear it now, how long can the adults last?
Forget it, forget it, the sooner you starve to death, the sooner you will be relieved. To live is to suffer, and this person who learns the scriptures can’t save us from the sea of ​​suffering.

Such a big silver ingot fell from the sky, it must be 50 taels, right?
All the monks looked straight.

Xie Yun pointed to the beef noodle stall next to him, and said, "I treat you poorly, you guys go over and have some."

The noodles here are pretty good, quite like Lanzhou ramen, with one clear, two white, three green, four red and five yellow, which should be very appetizing to them.

The monks were overjoyed, and they said to the stall owner with silver ingots in their hands: "Here are thirty bowls of beef noodles, no beef and no soup, and more radishes and garlic sprouts."

The stall owner was kneading the dough with his head bowed. Hearing this, he silently picked up the kitchen knife and chopped it on the chopping board.

Damn it, is the stall next door here to smash it?

As a result, he looked up and saw a group of monks, silently put the knife back, and cursed in a low voice: "Su noodles are plain noodles, what do you call beef noodles?"

Ordinary dry noodles with radish and garlic sprouts, Xilihulu eaten by the monks, is like a delicacy in the world.

"No one came to snatch it, why are you in such a hurry?" Xie Yun was puzzled.

He and Drifting also carried a bowl of beef noodles, of course, the luxurious version with only beef but no noodles.

It's actually not bad to eat this kind of local specialties once in a while.

As soon as the words were finished, a group of official servants rushed over. They kicked the monk's dining table away and whipped their whips.

"You can't even see the national treasure, and you have the face to eat. Who gave you the money?"

"The king ordered that you can only beg along the street, understand?"

"Brothers, smash this stall for me, listen carefully, anyone who dares to sell food to these monks will be jailed!"

……

The monks screamed and screamed from the whip, and fled in all directions. The young monk couldn't escape, so he hid under Xie Yun's dining table.

Bang!

A big knife slashed at it, and the two bowls of beef noodles on the table fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Wujing, beat him up!" Xie Yun said angrily.

Why do people always come to make trouble when eating, do you have a natural grudge against the rice?

Drifting was overjoyed, rolled up his sleeves, took the crescent shovel, and rushed out on the spot.

Finally it was my turn to stand out. All the powerful monsters along the way were taken care of by the master, and the monsters that the master despised were rounded up by the second and third senior brothers.

I am a dignified rolling shutter general, and I was really aggrieved when I walked all the way with my luggage.

Don't talk about it, the official on the other side will give me a sliding shovel!
After a crackling beating, the group of officials lay on the ground and began to doubt life.

"You two don't run away, you two are finished, wait, our dozens of brothers will come later!" The group of officials said harshly.

Bang!

Xie Yun threw away his certificate of customs clearance and the seal of the Eight Desolation Kings, and said: "I gave them their money, if they want to make trouble, go to Jinguang Temple, and the poor Taoist will wait for you there."

After saying that, he took the young monk and left the beef noodle stall. When the group of officials saw the customs clearance document, their faces changed drastically, and they didn't care about waiting for anyone. They stumbled up on the spot and asked the palace directly.

The crowd of onlookers did not leave for a long time, they gathered together to discuss Xie Yun's identity.

(End of this chapter)