The strongest collapse system

Chapter 547

"Where did Baolin Temple come from?"

Tang Seng said strangely when he heard Wang Fan say so.

"Master, General Wang was born with a pair of clairvoyant eyes. What he can see, Master cannot see." Zhu Bajie laughed.

"It's so far away to find a place to stay, let alone seeking scriptures in the west?" Tang Seng lamented again and again.

Wang Fan suddenly said: "Going to Xitian is just walking in the big house, what's so difficult?"

"General Wang, don't talk too much. How can there be such a big house in this world? Even if there is such a big house, it doesn't have such a big beam?" Drifting laughed.

Wang Fan said: "The blue sky is the roof tiles, the sun and the moon are the window lattices, the mountains are the beams and pillars, and the heaven and the earth are like open halls."

"The general is so bold!" Drifting exclaimed.

After listening to what Wang Fan said, Tang Seng also felt a little more open-minded.

The four continued on the road and soon entered the mountain.

From time to time in the mountains came the sound of roaring tigers and monkeys, as well as the chirping of cranes in pines and forests, mountain spirits and ghosts appearing from time to time, and fierce birds and beasts galloping around, but none of them came to disturb the four monks.

Tang Seng felt relieved immediately, and rode his horse forward while looking around at the scenery of the mountains and forests.

Qiao Song Pan Cui Gai, old trees hanging vines, the breeze blowing, and spring water flowing, exudes a chill that pierces the soul, making people feel chills in the depths of the soul.

Deer deer run in groups, cross thorns, and jump back and forth, while roe rabbits run back and forth in groups looking for food.

Except for Tang Seng and four people, there is no trace of human habitation in the mountain.

"General Wang, over there is the monastery you mentioned just now?" Tang Seng suddenly saw a pile of halls, lofts and terraces in the valley ahead, and said happily.

"Exactly." Wang Fan said.

Tang Seng came to his senses, let go of the white dragon horse, and allowed it to run faster. After a while, he had already arrived in front of the temple.

The temple is quite large in scale, with vermilion brick walls, gold nails on the gate, and bright lights inside. There are streams of fragrant mist floating out of the temple, forming a line, and drifting towards the sky.

Monk Tang got off his horse to look, and there were five big characters engraved on the plaque on the gate, which was "Edict to build Baolin Temple".

"General Wang really has a good eye." Tang Seng said with a smile, then turned to Bajie and said in a reproachful tone, "Bajie, if you are a monk, you don't lie. How could you lie to me and you are still thousands of miles away?"

Bajie immediately apologized with a smile.

Tang Seng was overjoyed to find a place to stay, but he didn't blame Zhu Bajie too much.

But soon, Tang Seng couldn't laugh anymore.

Because the presiding monk of the monastery did not welcome them and refused to arrange a room for them to stay, but sent them to sleep in the front porch.

There is a reason why the presiding monk does not welcome them.

He once received a few traveling monks, all of whom were lazy, had unclean hands and feet, stole things from the temple to sell them for gambling, and even beat, smashed and robbed after falling out with the temple, committing all kinds of crimes.

This led to monk officials' prejudice against traveling monks.

"Poor! Poor! People are far away from their hometown! If a poor monk stays overnight in Chang'an City, all the great monasteries will come to greet him with joy. Alas, I don't know in which life I did evil, and I often meet bad people in this life." Tang Seng said with tears .

Wang Fan became more and more sure that Tang Seng's six roots had regenerated.

Otherwise, she wouldn't cry like this pussy.

"Mage, don't worry, I'll go find out."

After a while, Wang Fan came out of the monastery, and the monk who followed him smiled and said enthusiastically: "It turns out that Master Xuanzang, the angel of the Tang Dynasty, has come, please forgive me for being far away. Welcome, quickly follow me into the temple, a fast meal has been arranged for the four of you."

Tang Seng burst into laughter immediately.

Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha looked at each other in a dazed state.

"General Wang, how did you do it?" Zhu Bajie couldn't figure it out.

Wang Fan smiled and said nothing, stretched out the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and rubbed them lightly.

Zhu Bajie and Drifting suddenly realized that they had already learned some of Wang Fan's habits all the way west.

This movement of rubbing the thumb and index finger represents money.

"General Wang is really rich and powerful." Zhu Bajie couldn't help being very envious, and after a while he became a little angry, "It's all the master's fault. If he accepted the money from Mr. Yue Zhang at that time, wouldn't he be angry?"

Ignoring Bajie's nagging, Wang Fan and Monk Sha followed Tang Monk and entered the temple together.

After dinner, each rested, Tang Seng decided to review the scriptures tonight on a whim.

……

Tang Seng sat in the meditation hall of Baolin Temple, read "Liang Huangbao Repentance" under the lamp for a while, and read "Peacock Scripture" for a while, and sat until the third watch, then packed the scriptures into the luggage bag, ready to rest .

Flappy!
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, and gusts of wind blew again.

As the lights flickered on and off, Tang Seng felt a little frightened, and a burst of drowsiness came to his mind, so he fell asleep on the bank unconsciously.

At this moment, Tang Seng's state is extremely strange.

Although his eyes are closed, his mind is still awake, like the folklore of "ghosts crushing the body".

The wind blows outside the door, rustling, fluttering, clouds and dust flying.

"Master!"

Suddenly, faint shouts came from outside the meditation hall.

Tang Seng suddenly looked up, only to find a man standing outside the door, his whole body was dripping with water.

The man's eyes were full of tears, and he seemed to have infinite sorrow, and he kept shouting: "Master, Master!"

Tang Seng was silent for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "What kind of monsters and ghosts are you, ghosts and monsters, come to play tricks on me so late at night? I am not a greedy person, but an upright monk. Going to the west to worship Buddha and ask for scriptures, I have two apprentices and one guard under my command. They are all heroes who subdue dragons and tigers, and sweep away monsters and demons. Kindly remind you, you better leave quickly, don't come to my Zen door again!"

"Master, I am not a monster, nor an evil spirit, but the ruler of the Wuji Kingdom forty miles to the west." The visitor said.

Tang Seng was taken aback for a moment, looked up carefully, and immediately found the difference.

Although this man was drenched in water, he was dressed luxuriously. He wore a sky-high crown on his head, a jasper belt around his waist, and a yellow ocher robe with a flying dragon dancing with a phoenix.

His appearance is majestic, a bit like the Wenchang Emperor enshrined in Taoist temples, that is, "Wenqu Xingjun", with a majestic momentum, like the Dongyue Changsheng Emperor in the portrait.

Tang Seng instantly believed what the man said.

"Your Majesty, please sit down!" Tang Seng's attitude changed drastically at this moment, he bowed to ask the man to sit down, and then asked why.

"It's a long story..." The man began to cry again, and began to speak intermittently.

(End of this chapter)