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

Chen Wei accepted the large box of books in a daze, and while inviting them into the room to sit down, pulled Xiao Hei aside to ask about the situation.

"Xuanzang met them before? What did you say?"

Xiao Hei, who hadn't slept all night, spread his paws more innocently than him: "I didn't say anything, I just greeted him on the roof and left."

Chen Wei looked at the little milky-white fox in the corner. The fox was holding a huge candied haws and stood on the ground with two hind legs, holding things in both hands. , looked at him expectantly.

"You call such a thing nothing?"

Xiao Hei glanced at the thing in the temple spirit's hand, "It's for you to eat. It asked you what you like yesterday, and I said candied haws."

"Okay, next time you remind that guy, you must write me a diary! You must write before going to bed!"

When that guy Xuanzang saw the scriptures, he was like a dog seeing a bone, and he forgot everything.

After making sure that they had nothing else to do last night, Chen Wei felt relieved, carelessly dragged another futon in the room, and sat across the small coffee table from Chang Guang.

Reach out to call the little fox who is about to cry.

"Your name is Shi Sang, right? Come and cook together. Have you had breakfast yet?"

The fruit he took out from the food box yesterday was originally for Xuanzang, but the other party ate a pear all night, and there were a few Yingtao on the table.

Chen Wei took the thing and signaled the little fox to come quickly.

Shi Sang, who was sad that his gift was unpopular, his eyes lit up, put the candied haws aside eagerly, trotted over and climbed up on the little monk's knee, lay down, spread out flat, without any reluctance.

"I've already had breakfast, the bean cakes I ate with Chang Guang."

"Did you do it yourself?" Chen Wei pinched its raised big tail.

The big fluffy tail softly swept over the back of his hand with a pinch, and the playful person put his palm on the tail again, and the next second the tail was lifted up again as if consciously, and then put down to the back of his hand.

"Chang Guang made it. His food is delicious." Shi Sang covered his face shyly, thinking in his heart whether he should tell the little monk that their little foxes would only touch their tails when they met someone they liked.

The double-minded person looked at the serious young man opposite him in surprise.

Chang Guang couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of him any longer, for a little Buddha's light, Shi Sang was really embarrassing to Huasheng Temple!

A ray of gentle Buddha's light floated over from the opposite side and landed on him. The temple spirit who had disliked Shi Sang's embarrassment for a second couldn't help taking a breath.

"Did Brother Chang Guang also become a spirit from an animal?" Chen Wei stroked the little fox's hair, wondering what kind of animal the big temple spirit on the opposite side was.

Look at his slender eyes, there is a golden line in the pupil, is it some civet cat or something?

"I'm not an animal." The Damiaojing, who had just secretly absorbed someone else's Buddha's light, pointed at the extinguished oil lamp on the table with his neck turning red.

"I am the Longevity Lamp of the Vajra Hall. I follow the Bodhisattva and receive the vows and incense of thousands of believers."

When he was wise, he was a lamp. Every day and night in the Vajra Hall, he watched believers come in one after another, and used it to light incense to worship the Bodhisattva. After thousands of years, he watched Huasheng Temple grow from existence to Nothing, from scratch, has gone through several dynasties to today.

"Then it must be very hard for you to become an adult. Are you inhaling Buddha's light? I will live in Huasheng Temple for three years in the future, which may disturb your life. Do you inhale Buddha's light as compensation?"

The young monk sitting opposite the small coffee table looked at him defenselessly with a pair of clear black eyes.

Chang Guang looked into those clean and penetrating eyes, as if someone had been able to see into the depths of his heart, saw his longing for Buddha's light, and saw his malicious speculation yesterday.

"Chang Guang, why are you blushing?" Shi Sang lay on the little monk's lap, felt the stroking movement on the back stop, and raised her head in confusion, only to see Chang Guang who had been calm and quiet all this time. His face became red.

"I'm going out!"

Da Miaojing, who was caught in a strange thought, stood up abruptly, opened the door and rushed out without looking back.

Outside the door, Jueming held the food box, looked at the monk who had run away, and then turned back to look at his little brother in the room where the door was opened.

"Brother, did something happen?"

The person sitting cross-legged on the futon said calmly, "Maybe he set a lamp on fire?"

Jueming "???" Did the younger brother speak human language?Why can't he understand a word.

The lamp that had spontaneously ignited ran out of the guest courtyard and almost collided with a group of oncoming guests.

"Little uncle, be careful!"

Jue Wu, a third-generation disciple of Huasheng Temple, rushed forward, carefully supported Chang Guang, and looked at the little uncle with concern: "Uncle, are you not feeling well, I'll take you back to your room first."

"No need." Chang Guang pushed him away and looked at the stranger monks standing in a row by the side of the road, who all looked at him curiously.

Chang Guang looked at Juewu's clothes and recognized him as a disciple of the Temple of Heavenly Kings: "Go and receive them, I can walk by myself."

"That's fine, if you have anything to do, please tell me, I'll go there first."

Juewu took a look at the young uncle's face, he was also frightened by his flushed face just now, and only after he helped him up did he remember that this young uncle hates contact with outsiders the most.

Now that he was ordered to leave, he turned around and returned to the team over there as usual.

The monks of Sumeru Temple over there stood on both sides of the road and looked at the monk Juewu who was polite to them just now, and now ran to a young man anxiously.

Judging by their appearance, the status of that young monk is not low in Huasheng Temple.

But looking at the monk's robe this man was wearing, it was just the most common uniform, and he couldn't see his status in Huasheng Temple at all.

After the other party left from among them, Di Ting immediately squeezed to Juewu's side, "Brother Juewu, who was that monk just now? Is it also a monk from your Huasheng Temple?"

Jue Wu clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, that's our little uncle Chang Guang. He doesn't like to contact outsiders. If you meet him in the future, just stay away from him like today."

"So proud?" Di Ting memorized the face and name, and planned to inquire with the master at night.

Chen Wei at the other end had almost finished his breakfast, only to see that the lit lamp went out, and returned to his room with a blank expression.

"I went to the Sutra Pavilion to get some things, and I wasted a little time."

Chang Guang put down the thing in his hand that was used as an excuse.

"Is it for me?" Chen Wei looked at the palm-thick list, and thoughtfully did not ask him about the Buddha's light.

"No, but this is the book list of our Sutra Library. You can choose what you like and what you want to read at any time with this book list. I will get it for you."

After absorbing his Buddha's light, Chang Guang thought that he liked scriptures, and asked him to invite him to read all the scriptures in the entire Sutra Pavilion for free.

On weekdays in Huasheng Temple, what can be seen by the fourth generation of disciples, what can be seen by the third generation of disciples, and what can only be seen by the second generation and above, are all in front of the other party and fully open.

Hearing that it was a list of scriptures, Chen Wei withdrew his outstretched hand, tapped the table with two fingers together, and looked expectantly at the opposite lamp: "Do you have much right in Huasheng Temple?"

Chang Guang, who never pretends to be selfish, nodded; "It's not bad, what do you want?"

Shi Sang, who was lying on the little monk's lap, was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Is this still the ever-changing light who says that even if you have Buddha light, you are not necessarily a good person?Well, do you want to do more research when you come here today?

"I don't want anything." Chen Wei waved his hand, and then smiled at him with a look of embarrassment; "I just don't like to get along with many people. I want a quiet room in the past few years. If I can It would be even better if I could stay in the Sutra Pavilion permanently."

Chang Guang, who thought he would make countless requests, paused for a few seconds, and then explained in affirmative words: "You don't have to worry about these, you can ask for anything!"

With such a light of Buddha, such a person is just like what his master said, he is the reincarnation of a born Buddha, and he should make any request.

"I just have these two requests. If it's hard to agree, can't I go to morning class?"

He hated the morning classes at Jinshan Temple for a long time, especially after the incense in Jinshan Temple became more and more popular, his little junior brother gradually became Xuanzang senior brother.

In order to set an example for his younger brothers and sisters, he would get up at [-] o'clock in the morning all year round, and then go to the Daxiong Hall to lead his younger brothers to chant scriptures in the morning class.

Sometimes he was already lying on the bed ready to rest for a second, and when he opened his eyes the next second, he found himself standing in the hall, watching the juniors line up for the morning class.

At that moment, he had no chance to run away.

According to the temple regulations of Huasheng Temple, monks from other places who place orders in Huasheng Temple have the same daily routines as the disciples in the temple, and they are not allowed to change without authorization.

Sitting on the futon and wearing a new monk's robe, the little uncle of Huasheng Temple agreed to the other party's three requests without blinking an eyelid.

If Faming hadn't knocked on the door, he might have agreed to more requests.

"Apprentice, do you have time?"

Fa Ming looked at the lively scene in the room, his eyelids twitched vigorously.

Good guy, this night his apprentice not only met a fox from other places, but also met a new friend from a monk from other places. This way of making friends is much better than him.

Chen Wei looked at the fox and the lamp in the room.

"Look at this book list first, and you can tell me if you like anything."

Chang Guang pulled Shi Sang off the opponent's legs, and when the little fox fell into his arms, he brought back a large amount of Buddha light from the opponent.

With the arrival of Shi Sang, those gentle Buddha lights were directly inhaled into his body, making Chang Guang's movements quicker.

Soon, one person and one fox disappeared completely just like when they came.

Chen Wei looked at the two backs of the news, and rubbed his palms, always feeling that the touch of touching the little fox hadn't subsided.

"Are they the temple spirits you mentioned?"

Fa Ming made sure that the guests were done, and sat on the futon that the temple spirit had been sitting on just now.

"That's right, it's amazing. The two temple spirits have already cultivated to adulthood." Chen Wei raised his hands and made a Y gesture. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the book list on the table, pressed his fingers down on the book list and pushed it in front of Fa Ming. .

"Here, this is the book list of the Sutra Library they sent over. They said they can provide anything they want to see. Before you and your brother go home, you can choose what you want. Let's copy a few copies and take them back. "

Faming heard that the book list on the table was Huasheng Temple's book list, his eyes lit up and he quickly picked up the book list and started to look through it.

"By the way, master, why are you here looking for me?"

Chen Wei stuffed the last Yingtao into his mouth, and did not forget to ask him why he came here.

"The Huasheng Temple invited us this time, not only to invite all the monks from all over the world to come, but also to choose a Jerry who will preside over the land and water conference in three years' time."

"Choose Jerry? Can I participate?"

Hearing that he was going to choose Jali, Chen Wei suddenly became energetic.

In the original book, Xuanzang became the general representative of the monk circle because he presided over the water and land conference, and was bestowed by Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty as the head of the world. , and three gold tight bands.

Unexpectedly, when he first came to Chang'an, he would encounter such a good opportunity. He had to sign up for Xuanzang!

The author has something to say: Chang Guang; my name is Chang Guang, the Chang of Chang Guang, the light of Chang Guang, is not called Damiaojing, nor is it called a lamp.

感谢在2021-01-0423:11:10~2021-01-0521:20:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Weichen 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 Yimen Gate;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of white clothes; 3 bottles of red jujube pills; 1 bottle of Xianglin Nanyu, Linyuan, and Zhizhi; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!