Tang Seng Rou

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"The weather is really nice today." Biqing, a young monk from Guanyin Temple, chatted with Bijing while sweeping the yard.

"That's right, it's been raining for a few days, and it finally cleared up." Bijing stretched her waist, "Brother, it's such a good weather, it's a pity not to dry the quilt, I'll go to dry the quilt and help you dry it by the way. The leaves on the ground are yours to sweep." After speaking, he ran away.

Biqing swept the yard angrily, "Hmph, I'm lazy, and I always make excuses. Why do I have such a hard life, but I want to clean it with this cunning guy."

Just lamenting the injustice of fate, Biqing heard a knock on the door.

Biqing put down the broom and went to open the gate.So early, who will come to visit?

"Several benefactors, what are you doing?" Biqing looked at the two people and a horse in front of him, to be precise, a man, a woman and a white horse.

The woman in a gray robe said, "Amitabha, we are Buddhist scripture learners from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. We pass by your Guanyin Temple and want to stay overnight. Is it convenient?"

Biqing was about to say that the monastery does not accept women, but saw the handsome man in black behind her, his eyes were sharp, and he quickly swallowed back what he was about to say, "Well, Xiaoseng Rong will report to the host. wait."

Bi Qing closed the door and went back to report to the host.

"Hey, that cold look of yours scares people." The woman who spoke was Tang Xiansang.They were walking happily on the road. It rained heavily for two days, and the weather finally cleared up. When they saw this monastery, they wanted to rest here.

Sun Wukong looked at the sky and ignored her.

This weird guy is not reasonable at all. If it weren't for the white dragon horse on the road, he would really be bored to death.

With a sound of "squeak", the door opened again, and Biqing clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, two benefactors, please come inside." These two people don't look like Buddhists, so let's call them benefactors.

Tang Xiansang hastily untied the bundle and Zen stick tied to the white horse's back, and handed the horse to Biqing, "Feed the horse well, I'll ask you if it loses weight." Their Xiaobai is Bao'er now, without Monkey King There can be no white dragon horse.

Being led to a side room by the little monk, the little monk left in a hurry.

"This Avalokitesvara Temple is too small. It's so inconsiderate in receiving distinguished guests. There are two of us in one room." Tang Xiansang lay down on the bed as soon as she came in, occupying the entire big bed by herself.

Isn't Guanyin Temple the site of the immortals who are greedy for Tang Monk's treasured cassock? They are so stingy, and they look like a miser.

"Hmph, if you don't know how to treat guests, then let me teach them personally." After speaking, Monkey King walked out.

"Hey! Why are you going?" Seeing that Monkey King had gone far away, Tang Xiansang straightened her limbs, closed her eyes and took a nap comfortably.I've been too tired these days, and I have to avoid the wind and the sun, and I have to rush on the road. It's really not something a girl can do.

Tang Xiansang, who was feasting on the food in her sleep, suddenly heard a sound of "boom—boom—boom—" and woke up suddenly.

This is the sound of a bell striking. I have heard it in Jinshan Temple for many years.Is there something big going on?Tang Xiansang put on her shoes and ran quickly to the direction where the bell sounded.

Hey, there is no one in the courtyard of the wall clock?what happened?Tang Xiansang walked towards the hall suspiciously to see what was going on.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Tang Xiansang froze for a moment, this guy was too good at showing off.

Sun Wukong calmly sat on the main seat drinking tea.Standing beside him was a lean old monk with a white beard, smiling apologetically.There were a lot of monks, big and small, standing in the room.

"This is the presiding master of the Guanyin Temple. I have been admiring it for a long time!" Tang Xiansang stepped forward and said politely.This old man must be the old monk Jinchi who is a money fan.

The white-bearded old monk returned the gift, "It's the poor monk, how dare you ask who the benefactor is?"

"Hehe, no, Amitabha. The poor monk is a Buddhist scripture learner from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. I pass by here. I hope I disturb you a lot. I hope you will forgive me. This old man who is sitting here is my apprentice, hehe."

The old monk Jinchi couldn't help slandering, you are bothering Dafa, the apprentice is so powerful, he is like an ancestor, your master is not a kind person.

"Don't dare, it's our good fortune that Master can come to Han Temple. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality in the small temple." Jin Chi presided over a deep salute. This old man who is sitting should stop showing off his power. My little heart can bear it. Great.

After dinner, Tang Xiansang ignored Monkey King who was sitting on the side with a blank expression, and chatted with the host, "Master host must be well-informed, is there anything that can open my eyes?"

This money fan is probably afraid of Monkey King's aura, so he dare not talk about the baby.The bell just now was made by Monkey King, who ordered all the monks to come to the main hall to meet them, or their lives would be lost if they were too late.

"The poor monk here is poor and rough, so there are no treasures. It's just that he has lived for a long time, and there are so few treasures. It must be quiet and clear, and present the treasures of the master to the distinguished guests." Master Jinchi looked humble. .

Hmph, you just have to seduce, and I'll show you Miss Ben's brocade Buddhist attire later.

After a while, the monk brought twelve large boxes into the courtyard, tied some ropes to the trees, and asked people to hang the cassocks one by one on the ropes. Immediately, the whole courtyard was shining brightly, as if full of flowers. flowery flowers.

Host Jinchi finally couldn't help it anymore, with a smug smile on his face, "Please look, female mage, this is the cassock collected by the old monk. I dare not say it is the best in the world, but all these precious cassocks combined together are truly amazing. The most precious treasure in the world."

Tsk, you didn't make it, why are you so proud?

Sun Wukong came from the corridor, threw Tang Xiansang a burden, and then stood aside expressionlessly.The monk who was standing there retreated quietly of his own accord.

"Host, look, I have a Buddhist robe here, ha ha." Tang Xiansang opened the bundle with a smile on her face, and it was her brocade cassock.

It was originally a cassock worn by ordinary monks, but as soon as Tang Xiansang put it on, the cassock changed immediately and became a light gauze robe inlaid with dark red and gold grids.

It’s true that people rely on clothes and Buddha relies on gold clothes. Biqing nodded and sighed. A woman who was not very attractive turned into a goddess in an instant, beautiful and holy.

All the monks huffed and knelt down, "The Bodhisattva has appeared!"

Tang Xiansang glanced triumphantly at Monkey King who was staring at her, haha, you must be fascinated by me too.

Noticing Tang Xiansang's gaze, Sun Wukong snorted coldly and turned his head away. She didn't know how to be reserved at all. She should really be glad that the person she met was herself, otherwise she would have been eaten by others.