Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

Hearing that Tang monk, master and apprentice all came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, he immediately welcomed them into the hall.

"Teacher, the great country of China, why are you here?"

Looking at the many enthusiastic monks in front of him, Tang Seng smiled slightly and said: "The poor monk obeyed the imperial decree of the Tang Dynasty to worship the Buddha in Lingshan to ask for scriptures. He just passed Baofang. He asked about the place and fasted."

Hearing that monk Tang and his disciples hadn't eaten yet, he quickly ordered the monks to prepare.

Chapter 348 Zhu Bajie's Plan

After arranging for the monks to prepare the fasting meal, a monk responded softly: "I am here in the foreign county of Tianzhu, so is Jinping Mansion."

Tang Seng nodded, and then asked, "How far is it from your mansion to Lingshan?"

All the monks looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Going west to Lingshan, I have never traveled before, so I don't know how far there is, so I dare not answer indiscriminately, but it is more than two thousand miles from here to Wang."

When Tang Seng heard the words, he understood something in his heart.

The king of Tianzhu is the last fairy, and the jade rabbit is the next one.

Several people were talking, only to see monks coming one after another from all around, watching from a distance one by one.

"Wow! This is a Chinese character. It turns out that there are handsome and ugly people in China."

"That handsome man is really Fengshen handsome, as if a living Buddha came down to earth."

"That ugly one can't stand it, it looks very weird."

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Hearing the faint exclamation, Tang Seng smiled slightly, but Monkey King and the other three were quite depressed.

Although along the way, I have indeed experienced many such scenes, but I have never been so exaggerated before my eyes.

The monks in the distance really regarded them as alien species.

"Elders, don't be surprised. This place has a lot of respect for the great country of China, so I'm very curious."

After seeing the expressions of Monkey King and the others, the abbot who came out said softly.

"No problem! I've gotten used to it all the way."

Tang Seng smiled slightly, but didn't care.

When I was young, some monks brought me fast meals.

"Tomorrow there will be a lantern festival in the city, why don't teachers stay for a day or two before leaving."

As if thinking of something, the abbot said enthusiastically to Tang Seng.

Tang Seng was slightly taken aback, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He remembered that in the original book, Jinping Mansion was because of the Lantern Festival, and then Tang Seng was captured by the rhinoceros, but he didn't expect that there would be a lantern festival now.

Zhu Bajie, who was chomping on food, suddenly brightened when he heard the words.

The Lantern Festival is a very lively show, and there may be delicious and fun.

Although he had already made some calculations in his heart, Tang Seng still asked doubtfully, "I wonder what lantern festival it is?"

"It coincides with the birthday of Manjusri Bodhisattva, and there is a lantern festival. Doesn't the teacher know about it?"

After finishing speaking, the abbot looked at Tang Seng with confusion.

Everyone is a Buddhist, how could they even forget the Bodhisattva's birthday.

Tang Seng was depressed, the ghost knows when Manjusri Bodhisattva's birthday is.

He is not as strong as him, and there is no holiday yet.

Perhaps the system has detected that he is powerful, and the birthdays of these little shrimps have been automatically ignored.

After all, even if it is a gift, it must be nothing interesting.

Sighing, Tang Seng replied with a helpless face: "My disciple is on the road. I only know that there are mountains and water. I am afraid that I will encounter monsters and demons. I will miss the time. How can I know what tonight is?"

"Teacher's journey has been difficult and dangerous, as it should be!"

The abbot nodded, quite agreeing, and then said again: "My family is a good thing. The prefect of my house loves the people. There are bright lights in every place, and there is a golden lantern bridge, which is passed down from ancient times. It is still prosperous today. The gentlemen can stay for a few days, and I can afford it in the barren hills."

Zhu Bajie, who was listening on the side, was already extremely excited, and stared at Tang Seng with a pair of eyes.

Hearing this scene, there must be a lot of food and drink.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Tang Seng clasped his hands together and reluctantly agreed.

Compared to Tang Seng's depression, the surrounding monks looked happy, and of course Zhu Bajie was the happiest.

When he first entered the temple, Zhu Bajie thought about how he would stay this time, but he didn't expect the master to agree to stay for a few days in a blink of an eye.

Happiness always comes so unexpectedly.

Monk Sha naturally didn't have any objection to Tang Seng's suggestion, and Monkey King's eyes had a strange look, but he didn't say anything.

After eating the fast meal, Tang Seng and his disciples stayed in Ciyun Temple, while Zhu Bajie ran out excitedly.

There is such a big market outside, there are many things that I have never seen before, so I am naturally very curious.

That night, the bells and drums in the Buddha Hall were ringing, but it was the believers from the neighborhood who came to offer lamps and offerings to the Buddha.

Tang Seng sat in the hall to meditate, and Zhu Bajie naturally wandered outside again.

The next day, just after dawn, there was the sound of celebration in the distance.

"Master! Aren't we going to visit Jinping Mansion?"

Zhu Bajie, who woke up during the practice, hurriedly asked Tang Seng beside him softly.

"Go to work!"

Tang Seng, who didn't turn his head back, responded lightly.

"Oh!"

Although he couldn't go there immediately, Zhu Bajie was quite happy.

Monk Sha, who was sitting upright not far away, opened his eyes, and a bright color flashed in his eyes.

Going shopping during working hours, it seems that the master has business to do again.

In Zhu Bajie's anticipation, it was finally time to go to work.

A group of four walked out of Ciyun Temple, only to see lanterns hanging high outside, and festive people everywhere.

Stepping into the city, there are six streets and drums, thousands of gates and moons, and thousands of households are fragrant.

Everyone likes to listen to the music, the cars and horses are roaring, and you can't see all the beauty and beauty, the romantic and heroic, and the wonderful scenery is endless.

"Tsk tsk! It is indeed a site near Lingshan."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Sun Wukong was amazed.

Monk Sha next to him was also full of surprises.

Compared with the Guandong Chamber outside the city, this place is more prosperous and has a strong Buddhist atmosphere.

Zhu Bajie doesn't have time to sigh with emotion, looking east and west, he is very busy.

Although the surrounding people saw the appearance of Monkey King and the others, they were only slightly surprised and did not pay much attention.

Today is the birthday of Bodhisattva, so the focus is not on Zhu Bajie and others.

The four masters and apprentices played and enjoyed for a day, and finally it was evening.

Tang monks, masters and apprentices, together with the monks of Ciyun Temple, went to appreciate the lanterns.

Lanterns are hung in the busy city, and all scriptures are sung together.

I also saw the lights on the six streets and three cities, and a lesson in mid-air was rising.

That month was like Feng Yi pushing a rotten silver plate, and this lamp was like a fairy weaving a brocade.

When the lamp reflects the moon, it doubles the brilliance; when the moon shines on the lamp, it adds brilliance.

You can't see the Iron Lock Star Bridge, and you can't see the lights and trees.

Thousands of lights and towers, a world of clouds and smoke for tens of miles.

In that wall, Suo Langlang and Yuwei flew over; in this wall, incense chariots and chariots passed by.

Look at the red makeup upstairs, leaning on the railing, across the curtain, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, two beautiful women are greedy for joy.

Beside the green water bridge, there is a lot of noise, clusters of colorful people, drunk, laughing and playing with tourists.

The flutes and drums in the city were noisy, and the music and songs continued throughout the night.

A few people were walking, and they were on the Golden Lantern Bridge, but there were three golden lanterns.

The lamp was as big as a jar, and it illuminated the exquisitely carved attic, with glass sheets inside.

Its light shines on the moon, and its oily fragrance is very extraordinary.

"What kind of oil is this, and it smells like a vision?"

Zhu Bajie leaned forward, with surprise in his mouth.

After all, he swallowed hard.

No wonder so many goblins in Lingshan like to steal sesame oil, it tastes really good.

Zhu Bajie rubbed his chin, wondering if he should have a try.

I have eaten a lot of things, it seems that I have never eaten sesame oil.

Chapter 349: Obstacles!Look at palms!

A monk who followed the Tang monks stepped forward and said softly: "This oil is not ordinary oil, but crispy sesame oil. There are three lamps, each tank contains five hundred catties, and the three tanks total [-] catties. catty."

Tang Seng who heard the words had a strange look in his eyes.

The three rhinoceros pretended to be Buddhas and tricked them into drinking sesame oil, which was obviously what they saw.

To Tang Seng's surprise, it was the Lantern Festival in the original book, and now the Bodhisattva's birthday is also included.

However, I didn't go into details about these Tang monks. After all, the study of scriptures was already arranged, so it's not easy to arrange such a small matter.

Seeing Tang Seng meditating, Zhu Bajie quickly asked in amazement: "So much sesame oil, what year and month do we need?"

It is estimated that the five hundred catties of oil in a large tank will be fine for a few years.

"It won't take long, only three nights."

The abbot who followed Tang Seng responded calmly.

"Ah! With so much oil, how could Sanye burn it all?"

The Monkey King and Monk Sha who were beside them were also surprised in their eyes, and they even looked into the vat with their probes.

Although there are many big lantern horses in the tank, it is impossible to light them all in three nights.

The old monk stroked his sleeves and explained. "It takes a few days to burn these three tanks of oil, and when the Buddha shows up, the oil will naturally be gone."

Zhu Bajie's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise: "I think Buddha even took away the oil."

"That's right! People all over the city have such legends from ancient times to the present. As long as the oil dries up, people say that the Buddha harvested it, and the next year will naturally have a good harvest; if it is not dry for a year, the next year will be full of drought. The wind and rain are irregular, so the city always contributes."

Sun Wukong and the others nodded, but Zhu Bajie had a light in his eyes.

After working for a long time, it turned out that the oil was not used for lighting, but for drinking.

Anyway, it's all for the Buddha to eat, so it should be stolen.

The master doesn't like those bodhisattvas and Buddhas, so he must be very supportive of his plan.

Just as he was speaking, he could only hear the whistling wind in mid-air, scaring those who were looking at the lanterns to avoid them.

Seeing this, the old abbot who was standing next to Tang Seng was surprised in his eyes.

"Teacher, let's go back quickly. The wind is coming. It's the Buddha's auspiciousness. Come here to watch the lantern."