Chapter 520

Chapter 520 Take out your robes

In the main hall of the Guanyin Temple, when the people traveling westward came in, they attracted the attention of more than 300 monks present.

It is worth mentioning that it is difficult to find one with kindness in so many eyes.

At a moment later, Abbot Jinchi walked into the hall.

I saw him: wearing a gold crown cap inlaid with jade, gems shining brightly.

Wearing a brocade velvet partial shirt with gold and silver thread embroidered patterns.

A pair of monk shoes holds eight treasures, and a tin stick is embedded in the nebula.

The end is magnificent, rich in the world, but there is no real Buddha image.

The host came, and the monks prepared to give lectures.

A fat-eared monk suddenly spoke before the scriptures sounded: “Master Sanzang, are you going to take evening classes in a cotton coat?”

“What are the rules here?”

“The so-called going to the village to follow the customs, the temple must naturally follow the rules. Here, evening classes are a very solemn thing. All those who participate in the evening classes must wear their most formal clothes.” Monk Da’er said solemnly.

Sanzang nodded and confessed his guilt, and quickly went out to change into a monk’s clothing and put on a robe.

“Mage, is this your most formal outfit?”

Looking at the shameless Sanzang dressed in grey clothes, the monk Da’er was a little contemptuous: “The rumored Dongtu Datang is one of the richest places in the world. How come you are so poor?”

“Ah……”

At this moment, Sanzang frowned, and Vegett chuckled softly: “Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The Patriarch is a vain vain, and all the disciples below have distorted their minds.”

“presumptuous!”

“Nonsense!”

Among the three hundred monks, countless people shouted loudly, with a little fear in their expressions.

In their hearts, the abbot Jin Chi is already a figure who has topped the sky.

Who ever thought that he was beaten with a stick in the evening, and his head was beaten to blood, but he didn’t even dare to resist the idea.

This brought them an unimaginable impact.

Beget remembered the plot in the original book, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said: “A group of unskilled husbands who have never seen the world, they only know gold and silver jewelry, but they don’t know magic weapons.”

“Monk, take your piece…

‘Ice silkworm refines and spins, and the skillful craftsman churns into the thread.

Xian’e weaves, the goddess is machined.

Square clusters of embroidered seams, the pieces help to pile up the splendor.


Exquisitely scattered with broken bucket makeup, the color is bright and fluttering with Baoyan.

But sitting there, there are rituals of all gods.



There are seven Buddhas with him in every act. ’

… took out his robes and opened his eyes to this group of uncles. ”

Sanzang glanced at him speechlessly: “When will the fight for fame and profit end? Beget, don’t make trouble.”

“I’m not making trouble, but defending your face.” Vegett said seriously and seriously: “If these dogs can’t be blinded today, they won’t know how to corrupt you in the future.”

Upon hearing this, many monks laughed.

Jin Chi didn’t dare to mock, and said indifferently: “Well, let alone the truth or falsehood of your words. In my case, only the robes, the quality is at the level of the immortal, there are seventy or eighty pieces, a monk traveling Fang, how Can it be compared?”

Vegeta smiled and said, “Forget it, I don’t care. Sanzo, I was kicked on the forehead. If you still give in with a smile, don’t say it is my friend of Vegett, I think Somewhat embarrassing.”

Sanzang glanced at him speechlessly and sadly, sighed, once again left the main hall, and took a package in.

The oil lamp was dim in the night, and the package was only unwrapped by a corner, and there was a splash of sunlight, bright brilliance illuminating the human face.

At this moment, the three hundred monks took a breath, and a bad premonition emerged in their hearts.

A group of dazzling light suddenly burst out of Jinchi’s muddy eyes, and his fists were quietly clenched.

The package was fully opened, Sanzang took out the robe, and shook it slightly. The red light filled the room, the color was full of color, and the precious pearls were condensed into a rainbow.

“Divine things, really divine things, compared to my seventy or eighty robes, they are almost like dirt.”

Jin Chi’s eyes rolled, and suddenly he cried loudly, tears bursting into tears, and his liver and intestines were broken.

Sanzang glared at Vegett and said with an ear: “Look, the treasure is exposed, and it immediately caused trouble. Now you say, what should we do?”

Beijit said in a voice transmission: “Don’t worry about him, I dare to be 100% sure that this old monk is crying in a fake way. The purpose is to pave the way for future requirements.”

Require?

Sanzang was startled, before he had time to inquire carefully, he heard Jin Chi say: “My Master Sanzang, if it is too late today, old age is already high, and his eyes are dim, this robes can’t be clear, it is really sad.”

Sanzang glanced at Vegett with complicated eyes, and said: “Hand the lamp for the abbot.”

Jin Chi hurriedly waved his hand: “I can’t use it, I can’t use it. There are more oil lamps, which complement this robes. I’m afraid the glare will make me even more invisible.”

Sanzang’s face turned cold, and his voice was slightly faint: “Then what do you want to do?”

Jin Chi didn’t seem to hear the dislike in his words, and said seriously: “The old man wants to take it into the room, watch it carefully, try to figure it out, a little bit, you can always see it thoroughly. Tomorrow morning, the holy monk west Go, I will definitely return it.”

Tripitaka was speechless.

Begett chuckled and said, “If you want to watch it, you can watch it here, why bother to take it back to the room? Me and the monkey are here to watch with you.”

Jin Chi’s cheeks twitched, and the sadness in his heart was about to flow backwards.

At the beginning of the evening class, San Zang took the robes from the reluctant Jin Chi and put them on him.

The golden light of the Buddha wheel suddenly appeared in the back of his head, as if the Buddha was coming to the world, many monks couldn’t help but get up and pray.

Jin Chi said that when he reads the Diamond Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, the old tune is often talked about, the voice is flat like water, and the listener Beget is drowsy.

I don’t know how much time passed, the sound of the scriptures suddenly changed, and the words were like rocks, which was thought-provoking, which made him suddenly shocked.

Looking up, as expected, the person who preached the scriptures became Tang Sanzang.

Rickety sitting aside, watching Hua Cai incomparably, Bao Xiang’s solemn San Zang uttered the truth, countless disciples were fascinated by it.

The jealousy in Jin Chi’s heart grew like a madweed, and eventually flooded his reason, causing his eyes to glow slightly.

All the glory and all the splendor should belong to me.

What kind of thing is Tang Sanzang, and why does he own it all!

The roars rang out in his heart, so that he had to lower his head slightly, so that he wouldn’t be able to see the obvious strangeness of him.

In an evening class, Sanzang was in the hearts of many disciples in the Guanyin Temple, and defeated the former aloof and inviolable ancestor, and the demeanor attracted everyone’s heart.

“This is the end of the evening class. Many disciples can go back.”

Jin Chi, who was extremely uncomfortable in his heart, spoke quickly at the moment the bell rang, giving no one a chance to speak at all.

Many disciples stood up and bowed deeply to him.

Afterwards, he also bowed to San Zang, making his face even darker. *

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