[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

The three of them hurried forward to the head of the mountain gate, where there was indeed a temple, with layers of halls and pavilions, and selected corridors, magnificent and magnificent, which was particularly abrupt in this barren mountain and wild forest.How can ordinary temples be so prosperous, not to mention the lack of incense to respect guests in the deep mountains and old forests, how can so much money be built to build bell towers and towers.Sanzang got off his horse and said nothing, the monkey showed its piercing eyes, jumped into the air to watch for a while, and came back to report, "Grandpa, I didn't notice anything unusual."

Sanzang had already turned a blind eye to the monkey's self-proclaimed words, but fortunately, the white dragon horse was still well-behaved, and he was the only one who was good at words among the three. Go forward and knock on the door, asking for a place to stay.

The gate of the temple was soon opened, and a monk saw Bailong, he quickly answered his salute, smiled and asked, "Where did you come from? Please come in and offer tea to the abbot." Yin Temple worships Buddha and prays for scriptures. It will be late here, so I want to borrow Shangsha for a night." The monk saw that although Bailong was dressed as a rich man, the other two behind him were wearing cassocks and robes, so he hurriedly said: "Please come in and sit down. Please come in and sit down."

The package that was originally carried on the white dragon horse was naturally still carried by the white dragon. The monk saw that the rich man was respectful to the monk, and saw that the monk was handsome and imposing. With a bit of a smile, he led the three of them around the main hall and into the back room, where they were seated in order.

Not long after the three sat down, two young boys came out with the help of an old monk.The old monk was hunched over, but he was wearing a satin brocade dress all over his body. There was a huge cat's eye stone in the center of his hat, and even the shoes were inlaid with five treasures.The monks said: "The master is here."

The three masters and apprentices looked at the old monk and felt more and more suspicious, but the old monk mistakenly thought that the three were envious of his clothes, and wanted to show off to make people respect tea.Soon there was a little boy who brought out a suet jade plate with three tea clocks inlaid with blue and gold; another boy brought a white copper pot, poured four cups of fragrant tea, and served them one by one.The old monk lowered his head and smelled the fragrance, and with a smile on his face, he took a sip of tea, seeing the three people as if they had never seen the world before, sniffing carefully, and said a few more words before using the tea soup.

Opposite Tripitaka: The teacher thinks it tastes the same, but what does Wukong think?

Monkey: Master is right.

The three of them just drink tea, while the other two are not proficient in tea, here Bailong showed his interest, and chatted with the old monk for a few words about the richness of the tea and the exquisiteness of the objects, first he praised it, and then talked about it As for the treasures (in the Dragon Palace) that I had seen before, I heard the envious eyes of the old monk, and felt that I could not be compared. After thinking about it, I said: "We are monks, these utensils are naturally better than others." I don’t want you to be a wealthy family, but there are seven or eight hundred cassocks, and I don’t know what styles are popular in Chang’an in the East, so please give me a review.” Then he asked the Taoist to open the storeroom, and Toutuo lifted the cabinets, and then he took out twelve cabinets and put them away. In the courtyard, the lock was unlocked, clothes hangers were set up on both sides, ropes were pulled around, and the cassocks were shaken out and hung up one by one, asking Bailong to watch.Sure enough, the hall is full of beautiful embroidery, and the four walls are silk and silk, all of which are worn with flowers and brocades, and embroidery sells gold.

The old monk stood among these cassocks with his hands behind his back, with a smug expression, he picked out Sanzang and asked, "Master, what do you think of these cassocks of mine? They are not much different from your Dongtu Great Tang?" Even so, his tone revealed arrogant.

Sanzang didn't pay attention to him, didn't even take a look at the cassocks, he just raised his hand and said Amitabha.

All of a sudden bells rang in the tower, and a low-pitched sound came from afar. The old monk suddenly saw that the gray cassock on the monk's body suddenly became bright and red, and the shadow of the dragon stretched up the latitude and longitude. The Pearl and Buddha Treasure shook, and she couldn't help being extremely shocked, she backed up a few steps, and almost fell on her own row of cassocks first.After he blinked, the cassock returned to its unsightly dark color.

The old monk firmly believed that the cassock concealed supernatural powers, but the monk didn't want to reveal it. After struggling to get up, he knelt down towards Sanzang and said with tears in his eyes: "My disciple is really unlucky! Master, this treasure is the first in his life. See you later, master is staying at my temple today, and I only hope that master will lend me this cassock for one night, and the right will be used as a fee, what do you think, master?"

As expected, Sanzang saw the longing eyes in the eyes of his two evil disciples. He thought about how many days he had spent in the wind and camp, and one of his disciples carried himself on the road every day. old monk.

The old monk liked it, asked the boy to take the cassock in, and ordered all the monks to clean up the meditation hall in front of him, take three rattan beds, set up bedding, and ask the three to rest. After fasting to see off, they all scattered.The three masters and apprentices waited for the evening meal to be delivered to the room, and closed the door of the meditation hall. The monkey sighed greatly when he saw the table of vegetarian dishes, and said: "It is so hard to be a monk! It turns out that being able to eat a table of vegetarian dishes is also a life like a fairy." !"

Bai Longma nodded silently, thinking back to the fruits and wild vegetables these days, tears really flowed down his face.

Sanzang was only wearing an inner garment, and impatiently glared at the two scoundrels, thinking that fortunately the old monk only needed one piece of clothing, otherwise he would not be able to agree to anything.

The three people in this room were satisfied with the vegetarian food. In the other room, the old monk took the cassock and looked at it carefully under the lamp in the back room. He has practiced Taoism for more than 100 years, and he also saw something strange. Weeping bitterly, his beloved two disciples stepped forward and asked, "Master, why are you crying?" The old monk said, "I have no reason to cry, and I can't see that monk's treasure!" Supernatural powers, why did Master Xindao like this junk today, but he said: "Isn't that cassock placed in front of Master, you just need to untie it and look at it, why cry?" The old monk said: "It won't last long. Although I He sits comfortably at home and enjoys the evening scene, but he is not allowed to wear this cassock. If you teach me to wear it for a day, you will die and close your eyes!"

When the three of them were talking, there was a little boy named Guangzhi who stood out and said, "Master, it's easy to achieve long-term results." Hearing this, the old monk became happy and said, "My apprentice, what's your best opinion?" Guangzhi said : "The three Tang monks are walking people. They have worked so hard and are now asleep. We thought of some strong ones, took guns and knives, opened the meditation hall, killed him, and buried his body in the back garden. Only me The whole family knows that it is not a long-term plan to keep the cassock as a family treasure?" The old monk was full of joy when he heard this, and then wiped his tears and said: "Good! Good! Good! This plan is perfect!" Even if life The man packed up his guns and knives.

There was another young monk named Guangmou, who was Guangzhi's younger brother, who came forward and said: "This plan is not good. If you want to kill him, you need to see the movement. Those two white-faced Yi, that one It's difficult for a shameless face. If you can't kill him, but you don't bring yourself back? Why don't you gather together in the big and small houses in Dongshan, and each person asks for a bunch of dry firewood. If it is investigated in the future, it will only be said that he accidentally went off and burned down my meditation hall, so as to deceive people."

The old monk called Nuonuo Nuo, and immediately arranged for it. There are seventy or eighty houses in the temple, and there are more than two hundred people.That night, they rushed to move firewood, surrounded the meditation hall in front and back, and arranged for it to be set on fire.

This trick is exactly what made the long-lived old monk return to the west, and the century-old Guanyin Hall was destroyed once.Sanzang's eyes and ears were sharp, he suddenly heard the sound of someone moving fast and teasing him, and smelled the smell of burning, he got up quickly, but his two disciples were not afraid of the sky and the earth, so what if they just smelled the fire, the most important thing was to go to see Duke Zhou.Sanzang had no choice but to find a piece of cloth and soak it in water to cover his face, then he picked up the furniture and smashed the door.

He was very strong, and when the front door was blocked by a wooden railing, he smashed down the back door. If the back door was blocked, he smashed through the walls one by one. After a while, he smashed the walls and made a hole that could be passed in and out.The two disciples were still unwilling to get up, so Sanzang put his luggage on his back, and the two disciples held each of their hands around their waists, with a tin stick in their right hand, and walked out from the broken place.

The meditation halls are connected to each other, but because of the solid walls, the monks didn't expect Sanzang to smash the wall forcibly, pass through five or six rooms, and escape from the fire.

Sanzang waited until he got to a safe place, threw the criminals in his hands on the ground, and said coldly: "If you don't wake up, the poor monk will beat you until you wake up."

The monkey and Bailong pretended to wake up now, the monkey looked at the monks watching the fire through the window, and said displeasedly: "If you want to grab it, you should grab it in the daytime, and setting the fire at night is nothing. Grandpa didn't sleep well, and so on. Then let's play together!" After saying that, he transformed himself into a bee and came out of the meditation hall, and he changed into his original shape in the middle of the air, recited the mantra, looked at the ground, took a breath and blew it away, and a gust of wind blew it away. The flames were raging and chaotic.In a short while, the wind was raging and the fire was raging, turning a Guanyin Temple into red everywhere.The monks were carrying boxes and cages, grabbing tables and pots, and the courtyard was full of complaints.In the meditation hall, Bailong made out a crystal cover to envelop one side to keep it cool and protected from the fire, leaving the outer room to be scorched.

The fire burned until dawn, the courtyard was ruined, and the monks' clothes were gray and black. All the monks had been fighting the fire all night, and they were panting and laying on the ground to rest, but the three of them came out of the charred meditation hall unscathed.

Everyone was terrified, so they decided that the three of them had great powers, so they bowed down and begged their grandparents to spare their lives. Sanzang didn't say much, and asked where his cassock was, but the young monk serving in the old monastery suddenly ran over like shit and knelt down. Crouching down in front of Sanzang, he shouted: "Master has been killed, and the cassock is gone!"

The author has something to say: a monkey in the left hand and a horse in the right hand, Sanzang said that MD is so heavy!