Journey to the West: Funeral Mission to the West

However, the bald man acted as if he couldn't hear him, and made the old dean angry again.

The old dean only felt that his legs were cramped when he knelt down, and he broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and shouted: "Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

The thief bald let out a cry, and then let go.

Only then did the old dean come to his senses, he was still in mid-air, so he shouted: "Don't let go!"

late

boom!

Just listen to Kaba for a lifetime, and the rest is the screams.

The old dean came in with the help of two disciples, and when he went out, he was carried out by two disciples.

The dull-headed monk followed the whole process and greeted: "Why don't you sit down for a while before leaving?"

The old dean shouted with tears in his eyes: "If you have any conscience, you can lend me your cassock to take a good look at it. I have lived for more than 200 years. I think I have hidden all the cassocks in the world, but I have never seen such a treasure. What a shame. During the day, there are many people and the sun is dazzling, so it is not easy to see. Now that I have broken my leg again, I just want to take it back and watch it carefully, and I will return it with both hands tomorrow.”

Hearing the words, Tang Sanzan was moved to tears, and excitedly grabbed the old dean, who also excitedly held Tang Sanzan's hand, looking at Tang Sanzan expectantly.

Chapter 12 A fire, a bear

Tang Sanzan said very sincerely: "No borrowing!"

After speaking, the guy turned around and left.

Tuliu, the old dean, was blowing the cold wind on the spot, with a desolate and stunned expression on his face

"Is this guy really a monk? Why doesn't he have any sympathy?" The old dean cursed angrily.

After returning to the house, Monkey King also asked curiously: "Master, why don't you borrow it?"

Tang Sanzhu said: "The Bodhisattva enshrined in this temple is not bad, I don't want it to see blood."

After speaking, Tang Sanzan went to bed.

Sun Wukong didn't understand what Tang Sanzan meant, he scratched his head, he didn't have anything to do, so he just went to sleep.

Let’s talk about South China Sea, on Putuo Mountain, on a lotus throne, a woman in white slowly opened her eyes, frowned and whispered: "It's strange, I feel a little restless, but I can't figure out any cause and effect. Could it be that the poor monk and a certain powerful Involved in cause and effect, the other party reversed yin and yang, making it impossible for the poor monk to calculate?"

"Bodhisattva, counting the days, the golden cicada should be on his way too. Is he in danger?" Mu Zha said.

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "If you can't figure it out, go to the direction of Wuzhi Mountain and have a look. According to the speed of the golden cicada, it should still be around there now."

Mu Zha took the order, got up and flew away.

At this moment, in the abbot's room behind the Guanyin Temple.

The old dean sat on the bed and cried loudly

Standing beside them were two monks, Guangzhi and Guangmou. They were young, but they always had a lot of evil ideas.That's why he was given the word resourcefulness.

Guangzhi said: "Patriarch, I have already given you the best healing medicine, the pain should be gone. Why are you crying even more fiercely?"

The old dean wailed: "I am not in pain, I am

Hey!

I'm crying that I don't have a chance, I can't see the precious cassock that Tang Sanbu had. "

Guangzhi frowned and said, "Patriarch, it's actually not difficult to see it. Tomorrow we'll keep him for another day, and we'll hold another internal Buddhist robe meeting, and let him come in that cassock?"

The old dean shook his head and said, "That can only be seen for one day."

Guangmou said with a smile: "Then keep him for a few more days and find a reason for him to wear it every day."

The old dean said bluntly: "It's just a few days to stay.

I think I lived 270 years in vain, but I couldn't wear that cassock.Hey, if I could wear it for a day, I would die, and it would not be in vain for me to come to the world of Yang to become a monk. "

Guangzhi said: "That's easy, we'll just ask him to borrow it tomorrow. He eats ours and lives in ours today, he owes us kindness, so he should borrow the cassock and wear it."

Guangmou said: "Yes, keep him for a few more days and give him good food and drink every day. At that time, the Patriarch can wear it for as long as he wants."

The old dean shook his head and said: "He will leave after all. If he wants to leave, this cassock must also be returned. It won't last long."

Guangzhi and Guangmou immediately understood what the old patriarch meant.

A cold light flickered in Guangzhi's eyes: "That's easy. Those two people don't look like powerful people today. We found all the troops, and when they fell asleep, we hacked them to death with knives and buried them in the back mountain.

Without the owner of the cassock, wouldn't the Patriarch wear it for as long as he wanted?

It can even be left to future generations as a family heirloom. "

When the old dean heard it, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and applauded: "Okay, okay, this method is good!"

Guangmou shook his head and said, "This method is not good, although that Tang Sanzan is stupid and weak, there is nothing to worry about.

But that hairy guy is obviously not like a mortal.

It is thousands of miles away from Dongtu Great Tang to this place, and it must be remarkable that they can come here.

If you can't kill him, I'm afraid you will cause trouble to your upper body.

I do have a method that doesn't use weapons, and I can get the cassock. "

The old dean said anxiously: "Say it quickly!"

"It's actually quite simple. When they are fast asleep, have we found all the people? They will surround the meditation hall with bundles of dry firewood, lock the doors and windows, and let the fire go through. No matter who is inside, they will be killed." Turn to ashes!"

The old dean frowned and said, "What about the cassock?"

Guangmou smiled and said: "Didn't the monk say that today? His cassock has precious pearls on it to protect against fire, dust, and water. Water and fire will not invade it. The fire burns people, so we can't burn the cassock. We will look for it later. .

If someone asked about the fire, we would say that they accidentally set off the fire and burned our meditation hall down.

People are dead, and there is no proof of death. Isn't it what we say?

At that time, how to dispose of the cassock is not up to the patriarch? "

Hearing this, the old dean laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay, okay! This is a good way! Let's do it like this!"

In the middle of the night, Guang Zhi and Guang Mou found more than 200 people, each with a bundle of dry firewood, and quietly surrounded the meditation hall.

Guang Zhi looked at the old dean and said, "Old dean, why don't you light this fire?"

The old dean nodded, took the torch, and was about to light it.