Journey to the West: Funeral Mission to the West

Tang Sanzan was dumbfounded for a while, then scratched his bald head and said, "Are all the disciples so diligent now?"

The white dragon horse next to him snorted and said in his heart: "It's not that you are diligent, they are afraid that those monsters will store wine in their caves and arrest you later, we will be buried with you..."

Sha Wujing squatted obediently by the side, put the square table hanging on the ground on the ground, arranged stools, bowls and chopsticks, and sat down to eat.

This is the Drifting Monk, four meters tall, he can really run a horse with his arms, and his shoulders can match the city gates. Although he can't fight, he can carry a lot of things on his shoulders and hands.For example, he is carrying a big black pot on his back, plus a small square table, a small horse tie for the four masters and apprentices on his waist, and a manger on his back waist. At first glance, it looks like a unique weapon. .

In addition, Sha Wujing also carried a pole, one with clothes in it, and one with food and tools for cooking.

Putting so many things on others is too cumbersome, but putting it on him alone feels a little dissatisfied.

Of course, as a god, everyone has something like a sumeru bag, but...

Sha Wujing refused to use it.

Even the pig carrying the burden refused to use it, the reason is very simple, that is: "If you don't bring something, it will be easily disposed of by that bald man as waste..."

Just as the tables, chairs and benches were set up here, a somersault cloud fell over there, and Sun Wukong shouted: "Master, I can see clearly that there is indeed a high mountain ahead, but it is incomparable with that flat-topped mountain. It is at most a medium-sized mountain. A temple, you can stay overnight!"

Tang Sanzan was overjoyed when he heard that, and jumped directly onto the neck of the white dragon horse that was sitting on the ground like that man, patted the horse's head and said, "Little Bai, move forward!"

The white dragon horse quickly got up, and galloped forward with its hooves.

The master and apprentice came to the front of the temple almost at midnight. Looking up, the name of the temple was also rather strange, it was called Chijian Baolin Temple.

Entering the mountain gate, one can see a pair of king kong sitting high inside the red lacquered railings on both sides. They are decorated with majestic appearances, and their faces are extremely ugly, like fierce gods.

Walking in, the four heavenly kings of Jiguo, Duowen, Zengchang, and Guangmu stand here according to the meaning of the northeast, southwest, and rain, and they appear more powerful.

Passing through the Temple of Heavenly Kings, there is a large courtyard with four old trees. The canopy of the old trees covers the sky like an umbrella. Behind the old trees, there is a tall hall - the Daxiong Hall!

Tang Sanzan and others probed inside and saw three sitting in the Daxiong Hall...

"Who are these three fat guys?" Tang Sanzan asked.

Zhu Gangli hurriedly said: "Master, don't talk nonsense, all the people here are at the level of Buddhist Buddha. One is more powerful than the other..."

After Tang Sanzan let out a sigh, he turned around and walked to the back of the Buddhist altar.

Zhu Gang said: "Master, this is the Buddha, why don't you worship?"

Tang Sanbu said: "They can't bear it."

While talking, he had already come to the back door behind the Buddhist altar. Walking out of the back door, there is a Guanyin Hall, which enshrines the figure of Guanyin Purdue in the South China Sea, and the walls are carved by skilled craftsmen. Hai Lingbo worshiped the Bodhisattva.

Just looking at it, a monk came out from the three gates, and the monk saw Tang Sanzan at a glance. After all, this head has more melon seeds than his, it is too bright!

Looking at Sun Wukong, Zhu Gangli, Sha Wujing and others again, he staggered in fright and exclaimed: "Monster!"

Sun Wukong hurriedly shouted: "Don't shout, don't shout, we are not monsters, we are sent by the Eastern Tang Dynasty to go to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and ask for scriptures. When we arrive at Baofang today, it will be getting late, so please borrow one night."

The monk looked at them suspiciously, but saw that although they looked fierce, but there was no fierce look in their eyes, and they were all grinning and trying to put on a kind look, they couldn't help but become more courageous, clasped their hands together and said: " Amitabha, masters, don't blame the poor monk... the poor monk just panicked. But if you want to stay overnight, the poor monk can't be the master, the poor monk is just sweeping the floor and ringing the bell here...

If you want to stay overnight, you have to agree with the abbot and abbot.

Wait a moment, I'll go in and tell you, if he stays with you, I'll come out and ask you, if not, I'll send a few more out. "

Zhu Ganglian frowned and said, "What are you talking about? Since ancient times, the monasteries in the world belonged to one family, and it was normal for monks to stop by for a meal. Are you still rejecting monks?"

The monk said bitterly: "If you have any questions, please ask our presiding abbot."

After speaking, the monk turned and ran inside.

Chapter 10 I have to do it [Fifth update] Please subscribe

After a while, an old monk roared angrily from inside: "Are you looking for a fight? Don't you know that I am a monk official? I will only go out to greet scholar-bureaucrats from Wangcheng to offer incense. A traveling monk from outside , you want me to pick him up?"

A monk's voice came: "Master, that man is not an ordinary monk, he is from the Eastern Tang Dynasty."

"Where did he come from? It's also a walking monk. Besides, how far is the Tang Dynasty from here? If he said it was from the Tang Dynasty, he was from the Tang Dynasty?" Although the monk official was still angry, his voice was obviously much quieter. The signboard of Datang still works.

After a while, footsteps came, and everyone saw an old monk wearing a Pilu hat and cassock coming out.

The old monk stood at the door, looking up and down at Tang Sanbu in front of him.

Tang San was buried in a precious cassock, and his head was even more shiny. When he looked at his cassock again, his face was ashamed, and then he snorted angrily: "Foreigners, our monastery doesn't understand the Wandering Monk, there are noble people in the house, so don't be disturbed. If you want to stay, just go and squat on the front porch at the door for a night."

After finishing speaking, the old monk turned around with a sneer and left.

Zhu Ganglu was not happy when he heard it, and shouted: "You old monk, how do you talk? There is a saying in the ancients that the nunneries and temples are all the posthouses of our masters. When you see the mountain gate, you will get three liters of rice. Don't you Just keep us, why are you still insulting me? You even let us squat on the front porch, you think we are dogs?"

The old monk glanced at him and said: "You fat monster with big ears, you are also worthy of being called ancient sages? If you want to stay, just squat at the door, or pack up your things and leave!"

Zhu Gangli wanted to say something else, he held Zhu Gangli with one hand, Tang Sanbu took a step forward, folded his hands together and said: "This is not what ordinary ancient sages said, this is the Buddhist rule! As the abbot If you don't follow the rules, that's rude."

The old monk said disdainfully: "So what if you are rude? The monastery is my family's monastery, whoever is allowed to live and who is not allowed to live is naturally up to me."

Tang Sanzan shook his head and said: "You still don't understand what I mean. This is the rule of Buddhism. It was established by the Buddha. All Buddhist disciples have a point in the temples of the world... So, this is not your temple, but the monks of the world. Monastery. You are just leading monks from all over the world to take care of it.”

These words were all learned by Tang Sanzan from Monkey, Zhu Gangli, and Sha Wujing along the way.

After all, if he wanted to pretend to be a monk, he had to be more professional.

The old monk was speechless by what Tang Sanbu said, his old face was flushed, and finally he stomped his feet in anger: "I don't care about the rules. In short, I have the final say in this temple. If I say no, you just don't accept it." Take you all, leave quickly, or don't blame me for kicking people out!"

Not only was Tang Sanzan not angry when he heard the words, but he tilted his head and smiled and said, "So, there's nothing to talk about?"

"There is no need to discuss it!" The old monk waved his hand, and a dozen monks rushed in, each with a stick.

Tang Sanzan looked at them sympathetically, then exited the Buddhist hall, folded his hands together and said, "Amitabha, you must do this, so no wonder the poor monk...Wujing, close the door and let Wukong go!"

Sun Wukong is an impatient character, he can do things and is too lazy to talk nonsense, when he heard Tang Sanzhu's order, he took out a golden cudgel from his ear and hit the ground with a bang, the earth shook, and Sun Wukong looked at the The monks smiled ferociously: "Everyone, are you ready to be beaten?"

"Brother, the doors and windows are closed, don't worry, no one can escape." Sha Wujing said.

This group of monks were just ordinary monks. They had never seen such a huge force before, and they were immediately terrified.

A monk whispered to the abbot: "Abbot, this is too scary, why don't you promise them?"

The old monk shouted tremblingly: "The elder who is staying overnight, what do you really want?"

Sun Wukong said: "I don't want to do anything, if you are sensible, hurry up and pack up a thousand or eight hundred rooms for us to live in. If you are not sensible, my old grandson doesn't have eyes!"

While speaking, Sun Wukong's golden cudgel became longer with a bang, and it hit the roof directly, causing all the monks who watched to cry out in surprise.

The old monk was terrified, and cried out in a crying voice: "There are only two or three hundred houses in my monastery. Where can I get you a thousand or eight hundred houses?"

Monkey King said with a ferocious face: "Not enough rooms? It's simple, isn't it enough for you all to move out?"