[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

It was dark in the morning, and the bell for the morning class rang in the backyard.

The little man sleeping in the room rolled over with the quilt in his arms, closed his eyes and listened to the bells from the outside world, and pushed down the quilt he was holding in his hand, without any intention of getting up.

The sound of hee-hee footsteps passed by his door from time to time. It was the hurried figures of the monks who placed the order to go to the Daxiong Palace for morning classes.

The lying person listened to the movement outside with his ears erect, and after counting silently from one to a hundred in his heart, he heard the last footsteps disappear from the door of the room, the body under the quilt curled up, and fell asleep again in a daze up.

A sleeping sun hung high on the window, Chen Wei was dazzled by the sun as soon as he opened his eyes, blocking the sun out of the window with his hands, turned over and fell to the ground in a daze, put on shoes and stood in front of the bronze mirror .

He leaned over to look at his bald head in the bronze mirror, clicked his tongue, and then wiped his head with a wet towel.

After finishing all this, the person who opened the door and went out saw three monks sweeping all the way from the direction of the front hall with brooms, and gathered all the maple leaves on the ground.

The person who went out after washing up walked past them with a yawn, grabbed a maple leaf that fell from the sky, and asked vaguely, "How do you sweep the leaves up? Is the kitchen running out of firewood again?"

"It was ordered by the abbot. He said that there will be distinguished guests coming to the door later, let us clean up all the fallen leaves along the way."

Juetang put down the broom, put his palms together and explained to the little brother.

"VIP?"

Chen Wei rolled his black eyes, and couldn't think of any distinguished guests in their Jinshan Temple who needed such a grand welcome from his master.

Those who entered the elders' house along the path quickly found Elder Fa Ming who was trying on clothes.

Standing at the door, Chen Wei saw that the door was open and there were several people inside.

Holding the red cassock in both hands, Jueming was the first one to see him, and he waved to him as soon as he saw the person: "Xuanzang, come here, today you go with the master to pick up the guests."

"Who are you picking up? Lord Buddha?" Chen Wei stepped into the hall, looked at the red cassock on his master, stretched out his hand and tugged at the brand-new material, his face was full of disbelief: "Red, master, you are going to see him in the palace today." Holy?"

No matter how important the guests are, Elder Fa Ming only wears purple cassock at most.

Today, the master is not only wearing red, but Chen Wei flipped through the ones that Brother Awakening held in his hand and hadn't had time to put on his upper body, "One, two, three, four, nine, the next nine coats?"

Chen Wei counted the nine pieces of long and short clothes, and was even more surprised.

You should know that their monks usually wear three clothes, which means that the clothes must be wrapped around the body three times, depending on the weather on weekdays, and they can be worn casually in private.

Wuyi is like work clothes. The monks working in the temple, walking in and out to do things, everyone is wearing five clothes.

More than seven clothes are only worn during Buddhist meetings, when preaching scriptures and debating Dharma.

The nine clothes above are only worn by important people.

"Junior brother can't remember anything else, but I remember this very clearly."

Jueming praised the man with a smile, but the movement of his hands did not stop. Standing in front of Elder Faming, he passed the cassock through the nail hook button from the left shoulder, fastened the cassock, and awakened to give the wishful ring to fix the clothes. Don't forget to explain to Chen Wei.

"Today, Mr. Chen, the magistrate of Jiangzhou, took his wife to the mountain to worship the Buddha, so the master dressed like this specially."

"This prefect Chen has been in Jiangzhou for eight years and has never been to any temple. The Jiaoshan Temple in Jiangzhou City invites him to participate in the Dharma meeting every year, but he is rejected every time. Now he suddenly said that he would come to our Jinshan Temple, so master will be specially prepared.”

The two senior brothers explained clearly to Chen Wei what he was going to do today.

After the two of them finished talking, they saw that the young junior brother standing there turned white instantly, and his pair of black eyes set off against that white face, which was extremely frightening.

"What's wrong with Junior Brother? Are you scared?"

Jueming quickly squatted down, picked up the dazed man and put him down on the soft cushion beside him, and then brought him the warm tea on the table: "Drink some water, take your time first, that's just a magistrate, just like our temple. It doesn't matter if there is no grievance here, if the younger brother is afraid, then don't go to see him, I will take you down the mountain to play, okay?"

Holding the teacup, Chen Wei took a sip, and the warm tea entered his stomach, and the person sitting on the cushion shook his head slowly; "I'm not going down the mountain, today besides Mr. Chen and his wife, are you coming too?" ?”

"Well, just the two of them, we'll leave in two hours."

Jueming was still a little worried about him, and touched his forehead with the back of his hand to make sure he didn't have a fever.

Chen Wei held the teacup in his arms, thinking about how to see the lady in a while.

When the two senior brothers explained to him just now, he suddenly remembered the long-forgotten life experience of Tang Seng.

Watching cartoons when I was a child, everyone was born from the birth of the Monkey King to the heaven, and was crushed under Wuzhi Mountain, waiting for Tang Seng to accept his apprentices. On the way to learn the scriptures, everyone was busy watching the Monkey King catching monsters every day, and Tang Seng was always caught by him. Catch and look.

In all major cartoons, Tang Seng's life experience is always ignored.

Thinking of the other party's life experience, Chen Wei suddenly felt a little lost.

Jiang Liu didn't know these things, and if he knew, he would be very sad.

"Brother, I'll follow the master to receive him later. I want to know how the magistrate is different from other pilgrims."

Chen Wei came back to his senses and insisted that he would go to the reception with Elder Fa Ming.

"Are you really okay? I think your complexion is still a bit unwell." Jueming looked at his complexion, which was still a little pale.

The person on the cushion directly stretched out his hands and patted his cheeks, pretending to be distressed: "I just remembered that Jiang Liu wrote Sanskrit for me to learn yesterday, and it turned out that the book I took it to make a bed for the rabbit, if he wakes up and knows this, he will definitely punish me very angry!"

Jueming: "..."

Is another little junior in my family already frightened to this point?

To put it bluntly, Jueming agreed to let him go to the reception with Elder Faming, which was what they thought.

The younger brother looks like a golden boy, and Chen Wei is also very good at talking. He managed several good people in the temple who always love to donate money. Today, the magistrate must be indulging in the superb speech skills of the younger brother.

With this in mind, Chen Wei also changed into a brand new outfit, a young monk in a mini cassock.

Standing at the entrance of the front hall, holding the Buddhist beads in his hand, he looked at the figure of the couple constantly emerging under the huge steps.

"Master Chen came from afar, welcome."

Fa Ming greeted the opponent with a smile when he stepped on the last step.

Chen Wei at the side also immediately followed, walked up to the lady dressed as a woman, raised her head and looked innocently at the other person, the blurred face in memory slowly merged with the person in front of her, Chen Wei raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"Good afternoon, madam, I'm Jiang Liu."

Yin Wenjiao was stunned, looking at the familiar young boy, she didn't react for a while.

"A well-behaved child, why did he become a monk at such a young age?"

Liu Hong glanced at the childish monk beside him, and asked casually.

Elder Fa Ming beckoned his junior brother to his side, and explained to the two people in front of him: "This is my little apprentice Jiang Liu, who has no father or mother and picked it up from the river, so he is called this name. He has become a monk and changed his name to Xuanzang."