One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 419

A group of people continued on the road, and the trip to Pingdingshan was fruitful and complete.

On the top of the big mountain facing west next to Pingdingshan, Mu Ling looked at the backs of the group of people in silence.

"Sister, as you saw, he is no longer the golden cicada he was back then, with a glib tongue and no discipline." Qiu Li said softly as he watched Tang Sanzang disappear behind the mountain path.

"Back then, he once said that a good heart is better than a good appearance." Mu Ling shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "However, he is indeed not what he was back then. He is more pure, more willful, and seems to be more free."

"Sister... You can't be, you've fallen in love with Tang Sanzang again?" Qiu Li stared, eyes full of entanglement.

"Qiu Li..." Mu Ling gave Qiu Li a reproachful look.

"Ah, this expression again, sister, you are completely hopeless." Qiu Li sighed heavily, looking at Xi Bian and grinding her teeth.

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After passing Pingdingshan, the mountain gradually slowed down and the weather became colder.

Half a month later, a heavy snowfall fell one after another, covering the earth with heavy makeup, and at a glance, it was all white.

"Master, watch the ball!" With a soft shout, Tang Sanzang tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the snowball flying from behind, but just as he turned his head to smile smugly, there was a snowball blowing towards his face, just in time blossomed on his face.

"Haha, I hit Master!" Ao Xiaobai, who was wrapped in a padded jacket and thick gloves, shouted happily, and a three-foot-long golden dragon was also jumping around, looking very excited.

"Xiaobai, this way." At this time, Sun Wukong handed over to Ao Xiaobai, and Ao Xiaobai responded, and then was knocked over by a big snowball, leaving a snow pit on the snow.

"Master, you sneak attack me...don't run away! Senior Sister Luoxi, come and help me!" Ao Xiaobai rolled around and got up, grabbed two snow balls and chased after Sun Wukong.

Tang Sanzang wiped the snow from his face, looked at the disciples chasing and fighting, smiled and shook his head, this winter is very cold, fortunately, he prepared some cotton-padded clothes some time ago, but apart from him, for the cold they There is not much feeling, so it does not affect the itinerary.

It's been a long time since I met a monster along the way, and Xiao Jinlong became Xiao Bai's new favorite. As for the little turtle caught from Liusha River, it was accidentally killed by Ao Xiaobai and Sha Wanjing when they were discussing each other a few days ago. Ao Xiaobai also shed a few tears for it, and solemnly buried it.

Everyone was laughing and playing along the way, and before they knew it, the sun had already set. Just as Tang Sanzang was about to find a sheltered valley as a place to pitch his tent at night, Sun Wukong on the somersaulting cloud said: "Master, five miles ahead There is a temple in the valley, do you want to spend the night there?"

"It's a temple again, I think forget it, those monks are the most disciplined, and when the time comes to eat some strange vegetarian dishes, it's better for Master to barbecue outside." Zhu Tianpeng said a little unwillingly.

"Can we bring things to the temple to bake?" Ao Xiaobai looked at Tang Sanzang and asked.

"Then let's take some there. I just went to the temple to ask what kind of boundary this place is. We haven't met anyone for many days." Tang Sanzang nodded and said: "Besides, living in a room is more comfortable than living in a tent after all. some."

"Okay, then I'll catch it." Ao Xiaobai nodded happily, and with a wave of his hand, the little golden dragon on the side rushed out with her, and disappeared into the woods a few times.

The crowd continued to move forward and turned around a mountain. Not far away, a temple was faintly visible among the trees in the valley. It seemed that the scale was not small. There were hundreds of meditation rooms and temples.

Ao Xiaobai caught a few hares and pheasants, processed them by the mountain spring, and put them in Zhu Tianpeng's Qiankun bag.Originally, Ao Xiaobai caught a wild boar. Considering the trouble of cleaning it up, and roasting such a big thing in someone's temple may cause strong dissatisfaction from the other party, Tang Sanzang let him go.

The sun cast the last ray of light on the temple, and the cooking smoke had already risen in the temple, and the group of people finally arrived in front of the temple.

The temple looks quite grand from a distance, but it looks a bit dilapidated from a close look. From the scale, we can see the prosperity of the year. There are two stone lions one person tall standing in front of the temple gate, but now the courtyard wall is cracked and no one has repaired it. The paint on the temple was almost gone, the temple door was ajar, and no one was standing at the door.

"Master, should we call the door here, or go in directly?" Zhu Tianpeng went to the courtyard gate to look inside, then looked back at Tang Sanzang and asked.

"Let me go in and ask first. Most temples don't allow women to stay overnight. If you go in together, you will probably be rejected directly." Tang Sanzang straightened his clothes and walked inside.

"Hmph, they dare." Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, this is the Buddhist precepts, no wonder they, you wait for a while, I'll ask first." Tang Sanzang said with a smile, stepped forward to knock on the door, and called: "Is anyone there?"

"Master, you should go in directly. I don't think the monks in this temple thought that anyone would come to the door. There is no one at the door. No wonder you are so poor." Zhu Tianpeng pouted.

Tang Sanzang nodded, agreeing with Zhu Tianpeng's words. It is not unreasonable for such a large temple to be so poor. The abbot of this temple has an important responsibility.

You must know that Jinshan Temple was just a small temple on a small island back then, and it became one of the most popular temples in the Tang Dynasty in just a dozen years, not just because he became famous alone.

The gate of the temple is pushed open, and there is an open space inside. The ground paved with square stones shows that the monks preached scriptures in those days, and the monks under the stage listened to the lectures. However, there is only knee-high dead grass between the stone cracks and a covered lecture platform. A thick layer of dust has accumulated, which shows that no one has taught the scriptures for a long time.

Tang Sanzang looked around, but he didn't see a single figure. He vaguely heard a rustling sound coming from behind, so he walked towards the back.

Turning around two temples, the rustling sound became clearer.

Tang Sanzang listened carefully, and just after turning a corner, suddenly something stabbed out of the slanted spine, subconsciously took a step back, fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a pale yellow bamboo pole.

"Who are you?" A person slowly walked out of the corner, blocking Tang Sanzang's way forward.

Tang Sanzang looked at the man, wearing an old gray monk robe, holding a bamboo broom in his hand, with white beard and hair, he looked quite old, but he was quite energetic, and he was also looking at him.

"The poor monk Tang Sanzang came from the Tang Dynasty in the east. He went to the west to worship the Buddha and seek the scriptures. He passed through the precious place. It was already getting late, so he came here to stay overnight. I don't know what the master should call him?" Tang Sanzang put his hands together and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)