[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

The air was filled with death-like embarrassment, and the three of them just stared at each other for a moment.

Ao Lie coughed softly.

The abbot came back to his senses with a shudder, and asked: "Excuse me for my blindness, I really don't see how this thing is so precious?"

Holding the stone ax in his hands, Chen Tangtang said solemnly: "Look carefully, this is a scene that only those who have a predestined relationship with Buddha can see."

Affinity with Buddha?

The abbot rubbed his eyes and focused his gaze on them again.

Chen Tangtang increased the output of golden light.

Suddenly, the stone ax was surrounded by golden light, almost blinding the abbot's eyes.

The abbot immediately covered his eyes: "This, what is this!"

"The poor monk doesn't even know what kind of treasure this stone...the ax is. He only knows that it is extraordinary." Chen Tangtang said solemnly, coupled with her serious and ascetic expression, it was easy to convince people.

The abbot muttered: "So powerful?"

"Look at this again..."

Chen Tangtang turned around and took a few steps back, holding the stone ax in one hand, and raised his sleeve with the other, the stone ax pointed at the place where she was sitting just now.

Ao Lie coughed softly.

Chen Tangtang turned his head and looked.

A bright smile appeared on Ao Lie's face, and a silver light flashed in his fake black eyes: "How about I give it a try?"

Chen Tangtang whispered: "You stay away, don't hurt you."

Master is caring about me!

Ao Lie stretched out his fingers and hooked the collar that stuck to his neck, his cheeks were red and hot with embarrassment.

The abbot couldn't help but said: "You don't need to show it, if you need to ask for money, just say so."

He still doesn't believe that just such an ax can have any supernatural powers?He might have been delusional just now.

The abbot looked at the stone ax carefully again.

Tsk tsk, it's so rough, it must have not even started.

Chen Tangtang gently stroked the vividly shaped stone, and muttered in a low voice, "Please protect the Buddha."

The abbot waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, why do you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Chen Tangtang raised his hands and slammed towards the chosen place.

However, before the ax touched the seat, a "click" was heard, and the seat and the ground were torn apart.

Abbot: "..."

His eyes widened, and the eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

What the hell is this!

Can something like this split the ground?

Chen Tangtang smiled contentedly, and gently stroked the stone: "Abbot, look."

The abbot couldn't say a word, but his eyes were full of fanaticism as he stared at the stone.

"That..." He rubbed his hands on the stick a few times, "The holy monk is indeed a holy monk, can the holy monk lend me this magic axe?"

Little novice Ao Lie: "Abbot, wipe off the drool."

The abbot subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes were still fixed on the stone ax in her hand as if he were staring at a stunning beauty.

"Beautiful, really beautiful!"

Chen Tangtang looked at the stone ax still stained with mud, wondering where he saw it was beautiful.

"Holy monk," the abbot begged softly, "let me have a look, holy monk..."

His cat eyes were full and clear, and he almost shed tears greedily.

Chen Tangtang said coldly: "Abbot really want it?"

The abbot's eyes widened: "Will the holy monk give you a gift?"

"Well..." Chen Tangtang hesitated.

Ao Lie moved to the abbot's side and said in a low voice, "Abbot, spend more money."

The abbot nodded secretly, and stretched out five fingers.

Before Chen Tangtang could respond, Ao Lie suddenly yelled, "The abbot wants to give 5000 million taels of gold?"

The abbot rolled his eyes and almost fell over.

You loser bastard!

5000?Where is so much money!Even if he sells himself to the holy monk, he can't get it!Bah, bah, who wants to sell himself to a monk...not even a monk.

The abbot widened his eyes and stared angrily at the little monk.

Ao Lie rubbed his head and smirked.

The abbot said: "Holy monk, don't listen to his nonsense. I see that the holy monk is not the kind of person who cares about external things. I will never insult the holy monk with gold and silver."

No, the poor monk doesn't mind.

The abbot shook his palm: "I can provide you with money, of course not so much, but it is enough, and I will also provide you with a horse, and give you a few cassocks, although my cassocks are not as good as The one worn by the holy monk is also a treasure."

Chen Tangtang frowned.

"You are not satisfied, then..." the abbot gritted his teeth, "I will send the holy monk one or two more...ah no, five attendants, serve the holy monk well all the way, and you will be satisfied."

Why is the abbot talking so rudely?

Before Chen Tangtang could speak, Ao Lie, who was standing behind the abbot, lowered his head, his eyelashes drooping listlessly, with a look of grievance to the point of tears.

What's going on here?

"No, the poor monk does not need attendants, two apprentices are enough."

Ao Lie raised his head violently, there were still two tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were full of joy.

It turned out that this was what he cared about.

After Chen Tangtang understood, he said again: "The poor monk doesn't need a horse, the poor monk has a better horse."

Ao Lie's cheeks burned up.

The abbot didn't know, so he said, "But the disciple of the poor monk said that you didn't lead the horse?"

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

Two apprentices and one master, so which of the two apprentices is a horse?

The abbot knew that he should not ask any more questions, otherwise he might open the door to a new world.

Chen Tangtang didn't know what he was thinking about, he just said in a low voice: "The poor monk will bother you all night in your temple, please trouble the abbot."

The abbot couldn't believe it: "That's it?"

Fearing that she would go back on his word, the abbot nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, I will definitely entertain the holy monk well."

"That……"

The abbot rubbed his palms together, staring at the stone in her hand that looked like an axe.

Chen Tangtang handed it over.

The abbot immediately took this stone respectfully - she picked it up at the door, and it still smelled like earth.

After Chen Tangtang and Ao Lie went out, he was still holding the stone happily.

"Abbot..." A young monk covered in dark clouds and wet all over came to look for the abbot, crying.

The abbot didn't lift his head, he just said, "What's wrong?"

"Abbot, help me."

"Huh?" The abbot looked up, but was startled.

In the room, there was a small black cloud that was about the size of a palm above the little monk's head. The dark cloud looked small, but it was raining non-stop. The little monk was completely soaked, and the water dripping from the monk's robe was still splashing on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know either!" The little monk cried with red eyes, "God knows, what gods have I offended!"

The abbot started fiddling with the stone ax again, he was very fond of it, and said to him: "Think about who you offended today, you should go and make amends."

Seeing that the abbot ignored him, the little monk ran away crying.

The abbot took turns with the axe, and tentatively slashed towards the ground, but... there was no response.

……

"Master! Master!" Seeing no one around, Ao Lie said cheerfully, "I have an idea."

Chen Tangtang listened patiently.

Ao Lie turned around and changed back, grinning and said: "We can sell stones with supernatural powers on the street, master can make the stones shine, I can make the stones rain, and senior brother is even more powerful, he can change the stones, so One way, we can make a lot of money.”

Chen Tangtang: "... Isn't this a lie?"

Ao Lie blinked his eyes, and said innocently: "How can you say that what you love and what I want is a lie? Moreover, how can we say that the money we earn by our ability is a lie?"

Oh, what you said makes sense... makes sense!

When Chen Tangtang was about to take him to Kangzhuang Avenue, Ao Lie pointed his fingers again and said, "Besides, you see, we will go all the way to Xitian, shoot once, and change places, no one will be able to catch us."

Have you even thought about this?

Chen Tangtang couldn't put it into words, and said with difficulty: "Disciple, have you ever thought about what we will do when we come back?"

"Huh?" Ao Lie opened his eyes wide, "So it's not a one-way trip for us to learn scriptures?"

Could it be that the king of Tang supported the poor monk to go to the west to learn the scriptures, and the poor monk directly corrupted the scriptures after he finished collecting the scriptures?

Chen Tangtang patted Ao Lie's shoulder meaningfully.

Ao Lie suddenly bent his knees and lowered his height.

He looked longingly at his master.

Chen Tangtang reached out and touched his head.

He smiled, blushed, and pinched Master's cuff shyly.

"Remember, don't try to take shortcuts in everything." Chen Tangtang said earnestly.

"Oh."

"Although you have not been shaved, you must obey the precepts you should obey."

"Ah."

Chen Tangtang touched his soft silver hair, if she really shaved it off, she would not give up.

"Also... why do you have such an idea?"

Ao Lie's silver eyelashes fluttered slightly, like the strings of a qin, and he smudged from the corners of his eyes to his neck with deep or light red.

He raised his head, looked at the master secretly, and said softly: "I want to earn money and take good care of the master."

Chen Tangtang was startled, and asked in confusion, "Why do you think that you are short of money as a teacher?"

He lowered his head, timidly and shyly said: "I see Master living in poverty, I...I feel sorry for Master."

"Ah?" Chen Tangtang showed an even more puzzled expression, "Do you love me as a teacher?"

From his throat, he let out a milky "ao", like a howling little milk dragon.

Chen Tangtang shook his head and laughed, as if he didn't know how to explain it, he said after a long time, "Look at it."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly put her hands together and said in a low voice, "Amitabha, the poor monk needs help."

Ao Lie tilted his head.

Chen Tangtang opened his eyes and counted: "One, two...three!"

"Master! Master!" The monk who was carrying the dark clouds ran over and hugged Chen Tangtang's thigh weeping bitterly, "Master, save me!"

While screaming wildly, he desperately stuffed a red sandalwood box in Chen Tangtang's arms.

Chen Tangtang looked at Ao Lie.

Ao Lie frowned at the monk, but he stretched out his hand obediently, grabbed the dark cloud above the monk's head, rubbed it into a ball, and threw it into his sleeve casually like throwing waste paper.

Chen Tangtang said: "Amitabha, please get up quickly, please get up quickly!"

"No, master, please don't let Wu Yun follow me, I really can't stand it!"

Seeing that Chen Tangtang didn't accept the box, the monk opened it directly, and frantically stuffed the gold, silver ingots, pearls and gems into Chen Tangtang's sleeve.

"This can't be done, can't be done."

Chen Tangtang tried to stop her, but her sleeves seemed to have a consciousness of their own. They fluttered with the breeze, and the cuffs opened even wider, making it easier for the monk to stuff them.

Ao Lie stared at this scene dumbfounded.

"Master, I beg you to accept your supernatural powers!" the little monk cried, how pitiful he was.

Chen Tangtang said innocently: "But there is nothing on top of your head."

"Hey?" The little monk raised his head and looked up eagerly, but there was really nothing.

Except for his wet monk's robe, everything seemed like a dream.

Chen Tangtang bent down to help him up, but Ao Lie was the first to do it for him.

The little monk seemed to be frightened, he threw the treasure box to the bottom of Chen Tangtang's feet, and he jumped out.

Chen Tangtang said to Ao Lie: "Did you see it?"

Ao Lie looked at the treasure box, then at the sleeve where half of the pearl necklace was still hanging outside, and couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

"Is this... a coincidence?"

As soon as the words fell, another figure rushed over, shouting wildly: "Holy Monk! Holy Monk!"

Ao Lie: "..."

No way?

The abbot came running with a plate of gold ingots, and said, "I'm afraid that you, the holy monk, are in need, so I specially sent it here for you."

"Amitabha, the poor monk does not need it."

The abbot lowered his voice and said, "One more thing..."

He looked at Ao Lie.

Ao Lie took a few steps back. In fact, such a small distance could not stop him from listening.

"I have one more request to the holy monk."

"Abbot, please tell me."

The abbot secretly took out the stone and asked doubtfully, "Why is it... not easy to use in the hands of the poor monk?"

"How come?" Chen Tangtang stretched out his hand to touch the stone, and the stone suddenly glowed golden.

The abbot turned pale with shock: "This...what's going on?"

Chen Tangtang pondered for a moment before slowly saying: "When the abbot uses it, does the master keep the body and mind pure?"

I can't use the co-authored impure?

However, this is an artifact after all, who wouldn't think too much when using it.

The abbot stared at a pair of cat eyes and scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

Chen Tangtang said with his arms folded: "This poor monk can't help him."

The abbot sighed: "Thank you, holy monk."

After finishing speaking, he placed the plate of gold ingots beside Chen Tangtang, and left without waiting for Chen Tangtang to stop him.

"Alas—" Chen Tangtang put the gold ingot into his sleeve and said, "Money is something outside of the body, so don't be attached."

This... this... how can this be reasonable!

Is the co-author Master the favorite of heaven?Otherwise, how can there be any request?

A feeling of powerlessness and envy appeared in Ao Lie's heart, but it was more of a kind of pride.

Fortunately, this ability is in the master. If you want to change someone, jealousy will deform him and swallow that person in one bite.

My master is indeed beautiful, kind-hearted, and lucky!

The two went to rest in the arranged fasting room, and Sun Xingzhe, who took the opportunity to wander around, also jumped in from the window.

He closed the window, threw the ponytail behind his chest, and told his master about the richness of the temple and the countless treasures in the warehouse.

After listening to his description, Chen Tangtang said calmly: "This is not a good thing. Since ancient times, wealth has not been exposed, but you have also seen that the monks in this temple can't wait to hang 'poor monks are rich' on their foreheads." Come on, worry about the teacher..."

Ao Lie smiled and said: "How could it be such a coincidence, something happened when we were here, it's impossible, impossible."

Sun Xingzhe touched his chin, his eyes rolled wildly, but he didn't say anything.

Chen Tangtang held his golden ponytail and said with a smile: "My dear boy, don't make trouble for the temple."

Sun Xingzhe said: "Master wronged me, I didn't think about anything."

"Really?" Chen Tangtang raised the corners of his lips, "As soon as you curl your tail, I know what you want to do. Listen to the teacher and don't do it."

Sun Xingzhe was obviously grabbed by the hair, but it was as if he was caught by the tail.

He turned his face away and let out a cold "tss", the tips of his ears were red.

Ao Lie held his face in his hands, leaned his elbows on the table, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, he is blushing..."

"Hey!" Sun Xingzhe stared at him and showed him his ears.

Okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it.

The three of them decided to sleep after a hearty dinner.

The abbot gave them three rooms, but Ao Lie and Sun Xingzhe were worried that something would happen to Chen Tangtang, so they laid the floor in her room.

In the middle of the night, Chen Tangtang woke up from his dream and was about to go out to relieve himself. By the moonlight, he found that there was no one in Sun Xingzhe's bed.

She looked at Ao Lie's bed again.

Ao Lie was sleeping soundly, as if he had dreamed of something, and said in his mouth: "Master, are you satisfied? Hehe——"

"Master—is it fast? Otherwise, I will slow down."

His voice originally had the clarity of a young man, but now it was slightly hoarse.

What is this dream?

Chen Tangtang frowned, and was about to kick him up to ask him a question, but he said again: "Master, riding a dragon is also very enjoyable, right?"

It turned out that he dreamed of a poor monk riding him... Pooh, riding him in the form of a dragon.

No, the poor monk didn't think much about it.

Chen Tangtang put on her clothes and went to relieve herself. When she came out of the toilet, she accidentally lost her way and couldn't find her room.

She was walking around in the temple, and when she passed a rockery, she suddenly heard someone say: "It's here, hurry up, grab it!"

"Start by burning a fire to create chaos, and then they will think that the lost things are burned, and they will not think that we did it."

"Yep."

The complicated voices were intertwined, and Chen Tangtang covered his mouth.

"No, I seem to smell a good smell, have you smelled it?"

"Yes, it seems delicious."

"Wow, I've wanted to say it a long time ago, but I thought it was an illusion."

Chen Tangtang took a few steps back and was about to retreat when he bumped into something.

Chen Tangtang supported the rockery.

At this time, the monster in front had already chased after the scent.

The fire illuminated the area, and Chen Tangtang finally saw what he had bumped into.

"Big, big king!" The monsters were startled and shouted stammeringly.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

She slowly raised her head and looked at the tall man hiding in the darkness in front of her, no, it was a male monster.