The strongest collapse system

Chapter 505 Black Bear
Wang Fan also felt it was an eye-opener.

Greed can indeed destroy a person's dignity.

A 270-year-old, highly respected old abbot actually knelt down to Monk Tang for a piece of brocade cassock.

"Students are really unlucky!" The old host knelt in front of Tang Seng with tears in his eyes.

"Why is the old master like this?" Tang Seng knew it well, but he still pretended to be confused, and quickly helped the old monk up.

"Now that it's getting late, my old eyes are dim, and I can't see clearly the master's treasure. Isn't it by chance?" the old monk said pitifully.

"Indeed." Tang Seng pondered.

The old monk was overjoyed, and was about to continue talking, but he heard Tang Seng said quickly: "In that case, light a lamp and let you see it again."

puff!
The old monk almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, Hao Xuan didn't let his breath go.

"Grandpa's baby, it's already very bright. When the lamp is lit again, it will be even more dazzling. Don't want to see it clearly." The old monk said.

Wang Fan and Tang Seng were speechless.

This old monk was completely shameless and started to cheat.

"What do you think?" Tang Seng asked helplessly.

"I hope the master is magnanimous, let the disciple take it to the back room, watch it carefully overnight, and send it back to the master tomorrow morning, I don't know how respectful it is?" The old monk asked for opinions.

And his hands like dead branches firmly grasped the brocade cassock with incomparable force, unwilling to let go for a moment.

This is clearly a robbery!
Tang Seng was taken aback, his expression changed drastically.

"General Wang, please take back the cassock. It is very important to get the scriptures. Let's go on the road overnight!" Tang Seng said eagerly.

Tang Seng was planning to tear himself apart, he was unwilling to spend the night in the Guanyin Temple, and planned to leave overnight.

After all, this brocade cassock is a treasure bestowed by the Tathagata Buddha himself, if it is lost, it may seriously hinder the matter of learning the scriptures.

"Master Tripitaka, what do you mean?"

Seeing Tang Seng's decisive words, the surrounding monks swarmed up, surrounded Wang Fan and Tang Seng, and said, "My master is so polite to you, but you don't even want to borrow a mere cassock for a look." , what’s the point?”

Tang Seng's mouth was full of bitterness, and he didn't know how to distinguish it.

But even if they are distinguished, with the tongue of these monks, they will refute it back.

"General Wang..." Tang Seng could only put his hope on Wang Fan and look at him.

Wang Fan looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and didn't say a word, as if he was asleep.

The monks thought that Wang Fan was timid, and they were immediately satisfied.

"Well, if that's the case, you can see it, but return it to me tomorrow morning without defacement." Tang Seng couldn't stop him, so he could only admit it by pinching his nose.

The old monk was overjoyed immediately, and ordered the boy servant who was close to him to take the cassock to the back room, and then ordered: "You clean up the meditation hall in front, take two rattan beds, put up bedding, and let the two gentlemen rest in peace."

After giving orders for a while, the old monk hurried into the back room.

After entering the back room, the old monk took the cassock in his hand, put it under the lamp to look after it, and wailed bitterly while watching.

The monks followed the boy servant to the back room.

I saw the old homeowner holding Jinlan's cassock and crying constantly.

, followed the boy servant to the back room.

"Master, why are you crying?" Two of the disciples, who were the old monk's confidants, were very clever and stepped forward to ask why.

"I have no reason to cry, and poor monks have no luck, and I can't see Tang's treasure!" the old monk cried.

"Elder-in-law is getting old, so it doesn't matter if you can't see clearly. Since you have borrowed the cassock, let's put it in front of you and unfold it to see it. Why bother?" said the little monk.

"I can't see it for long!" The old monk's eyes were full of greed, "I am 270 years old this year, and I have hundreds of cassocks, but how can I get such a cassock? How can I become a Tang monk?"

The old homeowner has already become enchanted because of this cassock.

The two young monks were also a little speechless and could only keep persuading them.

"Master, I'm sorry. Tang Seng is a wandering monk who has left his hometown. You are already so old, and you have enough to enjoy. Now you want to be a wandering monk like Tang Seng. Why?" The little monk persuaded earnestly. .

"Although I am sitting in the monastery, I am very comfortable and have a good evening view, but I can't wear this cassock!" The greedy gaze in the old monk's eyes almost turned into substance, "If I can wear it for a day, I will be considered dead." Rest in peace too! It’s not in vain for me to come to the Yang world to be a monk!”

"It's so serious. If you say these depressing words, what's the problem if you want to wear his cassock? If you keep him for one day tomorrow, you will wear him for one day; if you keep him for ten days, you will wear him for ten days. He can still Why do you cry so much if you have an opinion and disagree?" said the monks.

"Even if you keep him here for half a year, you can only wear it for half a year. After all, it is still someone else's property. When he wants to leave, you can only let him leave. How can you keep it for a long time?" said the old monk.

The thought in his heart, even the stupidest monk among the monks, can also see it.

The old master clearly wants to occupy this brocade cassock!
The monks looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless.

At this time, a young monk among the monks came out, his face was full of shrewdness, and he called him Guangzhi.

"Eunuch, it's easy to keep this cassock," Guang Zhi said.

"My son, what's your opinion?" The old monk immediately became happy when he heard the words.

"The two Tang monks were walking people. They had worked very hard during the day, but now they were asleep. We picked a few strong ones, took guns and knives, opened the meditation hall, killed them both, and buried their bodies in the In the back garden, only our family knew about it, so we bought his BMW and luggage, and only kept this cassock as a family heirloom, wouldn't this be a long-term solution?" Guang Zhi said.

Hearing what Guangzhi said, the old monk burst into tears and laughed, full of joy.

He wiped away his tears and said, "Okay, okay, okay! This is a great plan!"

Then everyone wiped away their guns and knives.

At this moment, another young monk called Guangmou came out from among the monks, that is, Guangzhi's younger brother, stepped forward and said loudly: "This plan is not good. If you want to kill him, you need to see the movement." Besides, the white-faced Tang monk is easy to get, but the murderous-looking guard is difficult to deal with. If they fail, and let the two escape back to the Tang Dynasty, wouldn't it be a disaster? I have a method without using a knife or a gun. How about respect?"

"My son, what method do you have?" the old monk asked eagerly.

"According to Xiao Sun, the monks are now called together, each prepares a bunch of dry firewood, abandons the three meditation halls, sets fire to them, and burns the two people with nowhere to go. See, it can also be said that he accidentally went off the fire himself."

When the monks heard the words, they were all happy, and they all said: "Strong, strong, strong! This plan is better, better!"

Next, the old master of the courtyard summoned the monks from each room, and they carried firewood and prepared to set the fire.

The old monk immersed in joy did not realize that there was a pair of black eyes in the dark, staring greedily at the cassock in his hand.

(End of this chapter)