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Chapter 103
Moreover, Tang Monk’s cassock has more than this benefit. After wearing it, it will automatically emit red light. This is not just for looking handsome, but more for Buddhists to see Tang Sanzang, as a signal and contact tool.

Moreover, this cassock is invulnerable to water and fire, warm in winter and cool in summer, which is equivalent to bringing an air conditioner with you, so it is not a problem even if Tang Seng is steamed in a pot.

This seems to be a prop specially prepared for various cooking methods. I have to say that Buddhists really have bad tastes. It may be a collection of powerful resentment from them that they can't eat meat, which led them to come up with such a tossing prop.

To sum up the above points, this cassock is for home travel.People who kill people and put out fires must be angry, although the following benefits are not realized by Jinchi Shengseng, because this is specifically for Tang Seng, and other people have used it to no effect.

But at least the material and workmanship of this cassock are nonexistent in the world. Although the golden pond monk has lived for more than 200 years and has seen basically everything, he is still a mortal after all.

I have never seen the cassock made by the Buddha with his great wisdom and all kinds of supernatural powers. Therefore, at that time, I discarded all the burdens of eminent monks and idols, and stared at the cassock with two green eyes. There is no halazi coming out of the mouth.

"Holy Monk, Holy Monk, this cassock of yours is really beautiful. I have never seen such a treasure before. It's really amazing. Thinking about it, I never thought that I would be able to see such a treasure in my lifetime. It's really not in vain. This life."

As he was talking, the Golden Pond Saint Monk started to cry, his nose burst into tears, he looked very pitiful, and he was not at all as arrogant as he was at the beginning.

Those little monks who came here also lowered their heads very appropriately, revealing their bald heads. Tang Tang not only didn't feel any sadness, but even wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"Hahahahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't bear it anymore, you continue, just pretend that I don't exist"

It has always been a good habit of Tang Tang to do it when he thinks about it, so after feeling his body sending a signal that he wants to laugh, he immediately laughed without hesitation.

"Wuyan, don't be rude," Tang Sanzang reprimanded sternly, looking very majestic, there is no way to do this, although Jinchi Shengseng and others are acting, but after all, they have to give others face.

Golden Pond Sage Monk and others had countless black lines slid down their foreheads, thinking: "You fucking laughed like that, do we still have the nerve to continue?"

So he took advantage of the situation and stopped acting, but he didn't answer Tang Seng's words, because he knew that this was an embarrassing trap, and if he took it by himself, he would definitely fall into a deadly embarrassing situation.

"I have never seen such a treasure in my lifetime. It has always been my wish to collect the treasures of the Reclining Buddha, and I have been striving for this wish."

As expected of being an Oscar nominee, Jinchi Shengseng quickly settled his mood, and then put on a sad but unswerving application and said to Tang Seng and his disciples.

If you don't know, I'm afraid you really think this person is a person with great ambitions.

"All right, all right, let's talk about the key points." It was still Tang Tang who interrupted his performance, because he recalled the inside story of this episode, and knew that this seemingly benevolent old monk was actually a ruthless task. .

After seeing Tang Seng's Jinlan cassock, he would have the idea of ​​killing people and seizing treasures. He would set fire to burn Tang Seng's master and apprentice to death at night. There is really no need to show any good looks to this kind of person who looks good on the surface but is actually a snake.

"Elder Tang, I don't know if I can lend this cassock to the old monk for one night. I just want to appreciate it. I am getting old, and I am inevitably a little old and dim-sighted. I hope you can pity me, an old monk like me. "

The Golden Pond Sage is worthy of being an old man. This remark not only used bitter tricks, but even used "potential", which is to use the emotions of the people in the room to put pressure on Tang Seng's judgment.

"Come on, you old bastard may have some crooked thoughts when you tell me about my master's cassock. It's a good idea to lend you this kind of treasure, so don't borrow it."

Don't look at Sun Wukong's carelessness, in fact, the more pure-hearted a person is, the easier it is to detect other people's thoughts.

Although Sun Wukong didn't understand scheming, Monkey's sixth sense told him that the old man in front of him had absolutely no good intentions, so he spoke mercilessly and rejected him directly.

"Elder Tang, holy monk, please pity me, an old monk, with his sincere heart. I think the Buddha made a vow. If the disciple has any unreasonable thoughts, teach me to go to the [-]th hell. The oil pan will never die a good death.”

The old monk was very scheming, knowing that the master here was not the arrogant monkey in front of his eyes, so he ignored it at all, mobilized all firepower, and fired at Tang Seng.

Tang Seng's heart was soft, and his expression was shaken, and the golden pond holy monk swore such a vicious oath, so there would be no mistakes.

Seeing this situation, the holy monk of Jinchi understood that success or failure depends on one move, so he said to the Tang monk: "Holy monk, my disciples are just to admire the glory of my Buddha, and to study Buddhism intensively. Please agree with the holy monk."

Having said that, if Tang Seng refuses to agree, it will inevitably be a little unreasonable. If others say that he is only allowed to borrow for one night, he will inevitably feel that Tang Seng is too obsessed with things outside his body.

In desperation, Tang Seng had no choice but to agree, who taught them to show off, and this is someone else's territory, if he persists, it is not certain what they will do, it is better to be careful .

Thinking of this, he gave Sun Wukong a stern look, meaning: "If it weren't for you, the urban monkey, how could we have fallen into such an embarrassing situation?"

Sun Wukong knew he was wrong, so he didn't make excuses, he just lowered his head and pretended to be stupid.

The matter has progressed to this point, and it can only be like this. Later, the holy monk of Jinchi arranged for the young monk to send the promoted master and apprentice to the side room to rest, and he himself took the Jinlan cassock with him like a lifeline. to his meditation room.

The night is getting darker, and the moon is also hanging high in the sky, instead of the sun, it shines on the land of China, so that all creatures can enjoy the light.

At this time, in the dead of night, the small monastery was not peaceful. The little monks bowed their heads and walked fast, thinking about their steps, for fear of making any loud noises that would disturb the people resting in the wing rooms.

"Hurry up, over there, here, where else, you idiot, you can't keep your voice down, if you wake up the people inside, you all wait to die"

A young monk with a height of six feet and delicate features was now vicious, blinding his kind face in vain.

Assassin, he was directing a group of monks in the monastery to carry firewood, but it was not for making a fire for cooking, but for killing people and setting fire to the monastery where Tang Seng and his disciples lived.

This matter can be said in one sentence, money touches people's hearts, after the golden pond monk took the Jinlan cassock back to the meditation room, the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he looked, the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to see it.

Looking at it, he thought: "Why isn't such a good baby mine? Why isn't it mine?" As soon as this thought appeared, he was also very scared.

Immediately, he knelt on the ground and recited the Heart Sutra silently, trying to expel this kind of greed from his heart, but the human heart is the most unpredictable, and it is not so easy to get rid of this kind of thought once it arises.

Reciting the Heart Sutra not only failed to calm him down, but magnified this thought countless times. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became.

"How can such a person with no virtue and incompetence have this kind of treasure? Those who have treasures should live in those who are capable. This treasure should be mine. This monk just sent it to me. No matter how you say it, it is me and this cassock." What's more, he is mine, and no one can take it away."

The more the old monk in Jinchi thought about it, the more he felt that it was right, and finally his anger grew from his heart, and his evil turned to his guts. He thought that the obstacle to owning this treasure was Tang Seng and his disciples, so he did nothing but set fire to the house and kill people to silence him.

So there was the scene just now, which was the act of a group of young monks quietly carrying firewood and spreading hot oil.

(End of this chapter)