Tang Seng is a cook

Wukong held Aoyu in front, and Zhuang Fan was absent-mindedly behind. The three masters and apprentices stepped out of the main hall of the Zen temple, but they were startled by the monks standing together in the courtyard.

All the monks didn't dare to get close, they poked their necks together and looked towards the door, like a flock of geese.

Surrounded by monks was an old man, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were dim, and there were only a few teeth left in his mouth, which became mutilated and yellowed due to his age. He hugged his back and stood for a long time, unable to stop. He was panting and coughing, but he was dressed very luxuriously. Looking at him, Zhuang Fan looked like a moving eight-treasure crystal lamp.

Seeing this person, Zhuang Fan suddenly wanted to call Guanyin back, and he looked again to wash his eyes.

Presumably this is the elder Jinchi, the greedy monk, but Zhuang Fan suddenly became too lazy to entangle with such a person, and he felt rather disheartened at the moment, not knowing whether it was because he was homesick and missed his parents, or because he had an inexplicable quarrel with Guanyin .

Zhuang Fan felt a little impatient, he just wanted to wash up, and then find a quiet place to stay by himself.

The three master and apprentice walked down the steps, but Wukong made a few wrong steps and walked behind the master.

All the monks saw the young monk stepping out of the main hall, walking calmly, with a tall and straight figure, although the clothes were simple and even shabby, but it did not conceal his demeanor; his face was covered with green stubble, and his eyebrows were still pale; his face was cold , the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, revealing a bit of breathtaking majesty; the whole person looked very clean, but he twisted a bright double-petalled peony in his hand, the flower color was rich, beautiful and colorful, very eye-catching.

Behind the monk was a hairy-faced traveler. When he looked at him, his eyes were piercing and radiant. He was different from ordinary people. He had no crown on his top, a golden hoop, no robe on his body, and was wearing a golden armor with chain links. He had no boots on his feet, and he was wearing a pair of cloud shoes made of lotus root silk, which looked majestic and majestic, but in his arms was holding a fairy boy with pink make-up and jade. At this time, holding a piece of steaming hot cake in his hand, he was slowly gnawing on it, with aggrieved faces, the two were talking softly, not knowing what they were talking about.

Ao Yu is acting coquettishly: "Brother, I am thirsty, I want to drink water, and my mouth is dry." Wukong: "Good boy, wait a little longer, Master won't let you drink cold water and raw water!" Stretch your neck.

The monk who welcomed Tang Seng and Master was taken aback for a moment. When they came, there were only two of them. Where did a child come out of this holy monk, master and disciple?

Could it be that it is a Bodhisattva... The monk's eyes lit up, he quickly supported the master, and introduced to Tang Seng: "The holy monk has invited, this is the master of my temple."

Zhuang Fan made eleven salutes and said: "It's so rude to build a precious place lightly, it's disturbing the whole Baoshan, forgive me!"

The host hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "How dare you dare, it's okay, it's okay!"

Then he turned around and introduced to Tang Seng: "This is the master of our academy."

Zhuang Fan's face was calm, and he decided to pull a big banner into a tiger's skin in his heart. He glanced at the greedy monk in Jinchi, and said coldly: "I think this is the elder of Jinchi!"

All the monks were shocked, the elder Jinchi said tremblingly: "It's the old man, I don't know how the master of the Tang Dynasty knew Xiao's humble name."

Zhuang Fan raised the peony and said calmly: "The Bodhisattva told the poor monk."

The monks in the court couldn't help being in an uproar when they heard this, and the monk who was welcoming the guests couldn't help but feel smug, because some people didn't believe him just now, saying that he was lying, that he was mad and so on.

The courtyard master hurriedly said: "Holy Monk, I wonder if the Bodhisattva is still here?"

Zhuang Fan said: "The Bodhisattva has many things to do, so he has already left."

When all the monks heard this, they couldn't help showing disappointment on their faces, and the welcoming monk was also very depressed, and managed to pull himself together and said, "Holy Monk, who is this fairy boy in the arms of the disciple?"

Zhuang Fan glanced back, Ao Yu was concentrating on eating, saw his master looking at him, smiled flatteringly, showing two deep dimples, couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, turned his head and said softly: "This is a Bodhisattva The second disciple who sent me off is Ao Yu, the Third Prince of Xihai Dragon."

When all the monks heard this, Qi Qi raised his neck and took a deep breath, and they all poked Aoyu with their eyes.

Seeing that the elder brother refused to give him water to drink, Ao Yu fried the chubby arm and ran to the master. Zhuang Fan took the meat dumpling and hugged it in his arms, and Ao Yu put it in the master's ear and acted like a baby: "Master, I'm thirsty. Shall we go get some water?"

Zhuang Fan didn't want to socialize too much with everyone, but he just borrowed his place, so how could he be rude and become that bad guest, when he heard that his apprentice was thirsty, he continued to raise the banner and said to the master: "Disturb me!" Guibao Temple is really helpless, but the Bodhisattva has a decree for my master and disciple, and my master and disciple want to bathe and pay homage, so I don’t know if it is convenient.”

The head of the hospital was full of fear and panic, and hurriedly said: "Of course there are! Holy monks, please!" He wanted to personally lead Zhuang Fan and his disciples there.

How can Zhuang Fan work for the head of the first house, he hurriedly said: "How can you disturb the head of the house, this master is already familiar with us, and he is very kind, and he doesn't bother the two masters with one thing, I don't know if I can bother this master again !"

The monk was overwhelmed by the flattery, and quickly stepped forward to stand up. The master nodded and smiled, "Why not?" He called out, "Tongxuan, you must take good care of the monk, master and disciple."

Tongxuan gave a deep salute and said respectfully, "Yes!" Then he took Tang Seng and others to the guest room in the temple.

It's just that when the Elder Jinchi saw that Zhuang Fan had mentioned his name, he neither paid homage to him nor respected him. The decree came down."

Zhuang Fanxin said that you are asking for it yourself, and said to Wukong, "Disciple, bring that cassock in the luggage." As he said, he winked at Wukong.

The monkey immediately understood, smiled, and followed the monk.

The monkey suddenly realized that no one in the world knew the secret of that cassock except the master and the apprentice!

Master took him to play a prank together!Thinking of this, the monkey felt that suddenly there was an indescribable and wonderful feeling that he had never experienced before crawling out from his heart, making him really want to become a little monkey immediately, roll in the arms of the master, let the master Brush his back!

The monkey thought silently: He still wants to be smaller and ride on the master's shoulders... When he was in Nanbubuzhou that year, he saw a little doll carrying his father on the street like this. He was very envious when he saw it...

After so many years, he originally thought that he had already forgotten that scene, but he didn't expect to think about it today, and it is still vivid in his mind.

The monkey blushed, and saw that the little monk pointed at the gate of the main hall, where the luggage of their master and apprentice was placed, so he jumped over, opened the box, and grabbed the cassock package, without waiting for the monk to run out of breath. The panting little monk just jumped and landed beside the master.

The monks were once again stunned by Wukong's movement. Zhuang Fan was proud of himself, but he just acted normally. He took the package of the cassock from his apprentice and opened it. Under the sun, the cassock was shining brilliantly road.

The greedy monk in Jinchi immediately dropped his eyeballs on the cassock, and couldn't pull it off, trembling, he wanted to come over and touch it.

The rest of the monks could not help laughing in a low voice when they heard the monks of the Tang Dynasty say "cassock" at the beginning, and said a few words, "It's so dilapidated, I'm afraid it's not a patchwork robe?" Immediately took dumb medicine, his face was flushed with shame, he hid behind others, and dared not speak again.

Holding the brocade cassock in his hand, Zhuang Fan stood up straight and was more than two heads taller than the golden pond, looked down at him, then looked at the courtyard master, and said: "The Bodhisattva ordered the poor monk to give this brocade cassock as a gift. This Guanyin Temple, the master will take the cassock?"

After Jin Chi heard this, he was very happy and planned to pick it up, but when he heard it later, what?Donate to Chan Chan, Chan Yuan?The courtyard, the courtyard master came to pick him up?

The old corrupt monk twisted his neck and looked back at the headmaster, his eyes were cold, the headmaster was already overjoyed at this moment, he didn't know what to do, but when Jin Chi looked at him coldly, he couldn't help shivering and calmed down , Bow your head and dare not step forward.

Only then was Jinchi satisfied, and he turned to Tang Seng and said, "Elder Tang, this old monk is the old master of the Guanyin Temple, and this old monk accepting this cassock is the greatest respect this temple has shown to Bodhisattvas."

Zhuang Fan snorted coldly: "Elder Jinchi, the Bodhisattva also has a decree for you. I wanted to talk about it in private. Since you are impatient, then kneel down and accept it."

Seeing that Jin Chi was about to kneel down to him, Zhuang Fan quickly dodged away, and that Jin Chi knelt down in front of the Avalokitesvara statue in the temple, but he forgot to kowtow, and looked at Zhuang Fan eagerly with only a pair of dim old eyes. No, no, but looking at the cassock in Zhuang Fan's hand, wishing that hooks would stick out of his eyes and snatch the cassock directly.

Zhuang Fan then said: "The Bodhisattva has a few words for you. The old man has three questions. The first question is do you know how to write the word greedy? The second question is how to read the word luxury? The third question is that you have read the Buddhist scriptures into the dog's stomach Is it?"

As soon as these three questions were asked, all the monks present turned pale with shock, trembling almost uncontrollably, and those who were timid and timid already groaned and knelt on the spot.

The Jinchi old monk was also trembling all over, wanting to distinguish, but seeing Zhuang Fan Yushu standing aside like the wind, looking at him so coldly with a pair of wise eyes, suddenly speechless, heaped up on the ground, covered his face with his sleeves, and burst out angrily. No words.

Zhuang Fan didn't finish his sentence, and then said coldly: "The Bodhisattva also has three responsibilities. First, you are a monk and do not obey the precepts. Second, you are a human being but have friends with mountain monsters. Third, you believe in Buddhism but practice the way of demons! The Bodhisattva asks you , What do you want to do? Do you want to give up and obey the demons, and fall into the animal realm after death, and never enter reincarnation?"

If the three questions just now were frightening, the three responsibilities are shocking. Just now Jinchi hated Tang Seng for coming to the Guanyin Temple and meddling in his own business, but now he was really frightened.He has always thought that no one knows what he does in this ordinary world, but who knows that the Bodhisattva sees his words and deeds in his eyes, isn't it a big deal?

What if the Bodhisattva sends down the wrath of thunder!

Jin Chi couldn't help crying, and crawled over to hug Zhuang Fan's thigh, but was stopped by the monkey stretching out his golden cudgel. Crashed to death.

Na Jinchi begged bitterly: "Elder Tang, Holy Monk, I don't dare to do it again!! Please, Holy Monk, save me! Holy Monk, save me!"

Zhuang Fan sighed, thinking that his mouth could make people limping?Nai said: "The Bodhisattva remembers that you have been a monk for 270 years, and has managed this Guanyin Temple well, and the heirs he has chosen are also qualified, so he took advantage of the poor monk passing by here to enlighten you. If you repent immediately, you will have your own future If the bodhisattva is led to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, if the nature of death remains unchanged, even if he takes pills to increase his life, his name will inevitably be listed in the book of life and death, and the underworld will slowly go away."

Jin Chi hurriedly raised his head and said, "Holy Monk, Holy Monk! The little one has changed! The little one knows it's wrong! If you don't change it..."

Speaking of this, there was a chirp in the hall, everyone was startled, and they all looked at it, but it turned out that the weather was dry and cold, the paste that Zhuang Fan had just applied condensed and failed, and the Bodhisattva's finger fell off.

Seeing Jin Chi, he trembled all over, and Zhuang Fan took the opportunity to scare him: "Did you see that, if you don't really repent, the Bodhisattva will abandon you even after suffering the pain of amputating his finger!"

When the golden pond saw that the Bodhisattva compared itself to a finger, his heart was shocked. He was immediately moved and fell to the ground, crying loudly. He struggled to climb into the main hall, held the half of his finger and raised it above his head. While crying, he kowtowed to the golden statue of the Bodhisattva. , crying indistinctly, saying something like knowing the mistake, the Bodhisattva's kindness.

Seeing the master bluffing, the monkey said a few words lightly, and then blamed the old monk for all the misfortunes caused by the younger brother. He was surprised and surprised, how could the world open a door to him?The world has obviously pushed down a wall against him!

The monkey's eyes suddenly opened up!Suddenly open!Amazing!It shocked him even more than learning 72 changes for beginners before!

Zhuang Fan glanced at his apprentice, looked away, and said softly, "The jaw dropped!"

The monkey subconsciously touched it, only to realize that the master was bluffing him. For some reason, he was so overjoyed that he couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks, and laughed.

Zhuang Fan put the peony on the brocade cassock, handed it to the stunned headmaster, and said to him: "The Bodhisattva is grateful for the many years of enshrining in the Guanyin Temple. This brocade cassock is a gift from the Buddha, please take it away." The flag cannot be pulled halfway, and the play must be finished.

Besides, the fake product made by Monkey is a high-quality imitation version, with a one-to-one ratio, and the real thing is not bad.

Alas, if I didn't pay attention, I exerted my energy and sang too much, Ao Yu was almost thirsty, and his mouth could hang an oil pot.

The head of the courtyard tremblingly took over the brocade cassock, Zhuang Fan remembered something again, and said: "Since there is a bodhisattva's reward, those who pick and choose, and those who have taken it by accident, return it or sell it, and the money you get will be done. Do good deeds, pity the poor and cherish the weak, save the world, and accumulate merit for yourself! Bodhisattvas will see it."

Tsk, a monk who likes to collect?There is pursuit, there is pursuit!

The master of the courtyard bowed down and held the brocade cassock to receive the training. Zhuang Fan pretended to be a big-tailed wolf under the prestige of a Bodhisattva, and led his disciples without looking back, and followed the triumphant Tong Xuan to the guest courtyard.

There have been monks in this guest house for a long time, they acted according to circumstances, and tidied up the room where the three masters and apprentices lived. As soon as Aoyu entered the house, he rushed to the kettle, picked up the teapot, and poured it down, and stood beside him. The little novice, seeing a three-headed little doll transform into a little novice in green clothes just like him, was stunned, seeing Ao Yu staring at him after drinking the water, he quickly bowed his head and apologized: "I offended the third prince! "

Ao Yu was not happy: "I am not some third prince, I am my master's apprentice!"

Seeing that the little novice was too frightened to speak, Zhuang Fan rubbed his apprentice's head and said, "Don't be naughty, talk to people well."

At this time, Tong Xuan came, and the little novice sneaked away like a rabbit. Ao Yu secretly looked at Zhuang Fan shyly, and Zhuang Fan said: "Go and play, and share some of your delicious food with him." .”

Seeing that Master didn't kill him, Ao Yu was happy, and ran out to talk to the little novice monk.

Seeing that his master and disciple had finished talking, Tongxuan came up and said, "Young apprentice, the holy monk, is really a childish person, innocent and innocent."

Zhuang Fan likes others to praise his apprentice, and he would say: "Oh, children have a temper, I don't know when they will grow up."

Tongxuan smiled and stopped talking, but said: "Holy Monk, the bath room is ready, do you want to take a bath and change clothes?" Then he said, "There are monks in my temple who can shave their faces and heads, should the Holy Monk shave their faces first? "

Zhuang Fan's eyes lit up, oh my god, he wants it!

I have been a savage in the wild for more than a month, my hair grows long, and I can’t wash my hair in cold weather. Every time he touches his head, he misses the little bald head when he first came here. At least he can wipe it with a wet towel every day. , It's better than one end that is dusty and dusty.

And as a modern old man who shaves every day, Zhuang Fan is really not used to his unshaven face, he almost wants to kill his own razor!

He quickly took a bath, and when the old monk shaving the face put the steaming towel on Zhuang Fan's face, he sang comfortably, Oh my god, he really wanted to steal this old monk from Guanyin Temple. Take it away!

I offer delicious food and drink every day, just want to shave my face comfortably!

Alas, it would be even better if cupping can be done... Zhuang Fan was drowsy from the heat, and couldn't help thinking about it.

Every year when I go home, the fucking cupping pot is ready to move against him, and it squeaks when I pull it out. Now that I think about it, I still miss it.

Thinking this way in his heart, when the face was shaved and the head was shaved, Zhuang Fan asked casually: "Can the master know cupping?"

The old monk was surprised and proud: "Oh, the holy monk asked! This is the old monk's unique skill! All the monks in this temple love this!"

The old man asked, "The holy monks usually use bamboo tubes, or ox horns?"

Zhuang Fan blushed, and said in his heart, I used to use my mother's canned jar...

Comparing the height of others, Zhuang Fan couldn't help saying: "Then use horns!"

So, when Wukong and Aoyu climbed out of the bathing pool hand in hand and turned around the screen, he saw his master lying on the couch with only his trousers on and his upper body naked, with many horns attached to his back. Holding a small torch, he took an ox horn, flicked it inward, and then "poofed", he pressed the ox horn on his master's back!

Trembling, but not falling.

The two little ones were stunned for a moment, what are they doing?His master has a row of long rhinoceros horns on his back, looking at thieves pulling people, like a monster.

As soon as the cupping was done, Zhuang Fan used to say whoops. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and saw two apprentices coming, and hurriedly said, "Come on, Ao Yu, and cupping with Master, it's very comfortable!"

Ao Yu swished to hide behind his senior brother, shook his head violently, and pushed Wukong: "Senior brother, you go!" For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill down his back?

The monkey pretended to be calm and stood still, but Zhuang Fan refused to let go: "Your senior brother has too much hair, you can't pull it out!" After hearing this, Wukong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt a little lost.

Because there are too many hairs, I can't be with Master or anything...

So the monkey stretched his arm back and caught Ao Yu straight on!

The next moment, Ao Yu, who was able to be "happily" with his master in the monkey's eyes, was pushed to Zhuang Fan's side. Yes, I didn't run away either.

Zhuang Fan was afraid that his apprentice would not be able to bear it, so he said to the teacher: "My apprentice, if I haven't gone through this, the teacher will order two for him first!"

The old monk smiled and said: "Medium!"

After a while, only two voices were heard, and Ao Yu was sitting there cross-legged with her arms crossed, pouting and sulking, with two horns clasped on her back, one left and one right, her shape was so indescribably cute, Wukong laughed hahaha After the pumping, he was out of breath from laughing, clutching his stomach and rolling, inadvertently rolled to the other side of the pool, fell in with a plop, and choked.

Ao Yu was still angry at first, seeing his senior brother laughing like this, she couldn't help laughing, jumped up, walked to the big bronze mirror in front of the couch, twisted left and right, wanting to see her back what kind.

Seeing his apprentice curious, Zhuang Fan felt a little pity that he didn't have a camera.

My two apprentices who are so beautiful, cute and handsome, the exotic features of the Tang Dynasty, and the statues and buildings that are very artistic and appreciative, can't be photographed, tsk, what a pity.

It would be nice to have a smart phone and play games.

What is Long Wangshu, this is it.

When the fine incense in the censer was burned out, the old monk got up the pot, and Zhuang Fan said: "My apprentice can't stand it, so let's get his pot up first."

Ao Yu didn't do it after hearing this: "Master, I suddenly think this is very beautiful, so let me keep it?"

Zhuang Fanxin said, apprentice, you don't know the horror of pressure. Forget it, Newton is dead in this world, there is no physics, and he still bluffed: "What a little dragon, with a mortal horn growing on its back, how shivering!"

The old monk had quick hands and quick eyes, and lightly pressed Ao Yu's back twice, the horns were relieved and fell off, and he put the horns away easily.

With a frustrated face, Ao Yu lay beside Zhuang Fan and moaned, "Then I don't have any other horns either!"

Zhuang Fan coaxed: "In the future, go to the sky and see whose horse is born better. Master will ask for it for you. Ao Yu will turn around and Master will have a look."

Ao Yu was happy now, turned over as he said, the monkey listened and came over to look at it, and saw that there were only two very light pink marks on Ao Yu's back, which had not been pulled too hard, so Zhuang Fan felt relieved.

The old monk lifted the pot for Zhuang Fan and said with a smile: "Holy monk, don't worry, the old man is sure. The disciples of the holy monk are young and dare not use great force."

After Zhuang Fan got up, the old monk pressed his hand and said: "The holy monk has some years of cold air, but it's okay."

Wukong and Aoyu came to look at Zhuang Fan's back together, and they were taken aback. They saw the neat red round marks, swollen and tall, and the monkey wanted to touch it but didn't dare, but Aoyu was bold. He grabbed his senior brother's hand and pressed it, and when Wukong finished touching it, he asked his senior brother cautiously: "Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Fan and Hou Zi lined up with black lines and were speechless. Is this kid pretending to be stupid, or is he really stupid?

The old monk said again: "Holy Monk, you are traveling in the cold wind, and your knees are afraid of getting cold. Do you want to pull it out?"

Zhuang Fan found it troublesome and didn't want to pull it out. Unexpectedly, the two apprentices looked at each other and said in unison: "Pull it!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

After the three holy monks, master and disciples left the Guanyin Temple and continued westward

In the cold weather, cupping became popular again in Guanyin Temple

It's just that the cupping master suddenly became a chicken thief

Ordinary jars are free of charge. The jars used by the holy monks are once a penny and silver, and the jars used by the disciples of the holy monks are once a tael of silver.

The monks shouted profiteers

The profiteer said with a smile, the saint monk pulled out two jars

In order to protect the jar, only use it twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, on a first-come-first-served basis

After pulling out this winter, the jar is in private collection and will not be used again!

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was furious, and they all secretly ran to the resting place of the old monk in the middle of the night

Take out... silver!Bribe him!