The swordsman followed the sound and soon found the Zen room where the sound came from.

The door of the meditation room is not closed, and the swordsman can take in everything in the meditation room when he stands at the door. It was a modest room with only a bed, a table, a chair, and nothing more. A fat-headed and big-eared monk was pointing his right hand at another emaciated and delicate monk.

Listening to the foul words that kept blurting out of the fat monk's mouth, the swordsman couldn't help frowning as he stood outside the door.

"You orphan without a father and a mother, no wonder your father and mother don't want you anymore and abandon you in the wild, if it weren't for Elder Fa Ming's kindness to adopt you and give you a place to live in the temple, you would have been starved to death and frozen to death in the wilderness, what if you are better at preaching the scriptures than Lao Tzu? What's wrong with letting you help Lao Tzu clean up? You still don't want to?"

The fat monk still chattered and cursed.

"It is the duty of the senior brother to help the wine and meat brother clean up, but the wine and meat brother, you deduct the sesame oil money, but it is disrespectful to the Buddha, if it is discovered by the elders in the temple..."

The emaciated monk was scolded by the fat monk and didn't dare to talk back, but just cowardly whispered defense.

"Fart, that little shit was discovered by the elders of the temple, and it must have been you who told the truth. Oops, Xuanzang, you little bastard has even learned to talk back, see if I don't kill you little bastard today. ”

The fat monk was exposed by the emaciated monk, and he immediately became angry, raised his right hand high, and was about to fight down.

Xuanzang? The one who is humiliated and dare not resist is Xuanzang? That Antarctic Immortal Weng is Xuanzang, who is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a disciple of the Western Heavenly Buddha? No wonder the Antarctic Immortal Weng said that this guy is not in a good life now, how can a fat monk with a fat head and big ears dare to bully him like this?

"Dead fatty, you stop me. ”

The swordsman didn't have time to think about it, and stepped into the meditation room and scolded loudly.

Xu is used to doing evil, the fat monk was first startled by the swordsman's angry reprimand, and then turned his head to see that the person who came did not know, sneered and continued to slap Xuanzang in the face.

The swordsman didn't expect that the fat monk would completely ignore his own obstruction, and still insisted on slapping Xuanzang, the swordsman was furious, and kicked the fat monk in the back with a flying kick, kicking the fat monk far away.

The fat monk was kicked by the swordsman and flew out, knocking over the only table in the meditation room, and he only let out a muffled sound of pain.

"Ahh

The fat monk struggled to his feet and shouted angrily at the swordsman.

"I really don't know whose territory this is, but I think this Jinshan Temple is not your territory either, right? If I expose the fact that you deducted the incense oil money from pilgrims, you may soon find out whose territory it is. ”

The swordsman glanced at the fat monk and sneered.

"You... I remember you, let's see. ”

The fat monk was blocked there by the swordsman for a long time and couldn't speak, and finally had to leave a cruel word, and then fled in embarrassment.

For a while, only two swordsmen and Xuanzang were left in the meditation room. Only then did the swordsman have time to carefully look at the emaciated and ugly Xuanzang in front of him.

"Thank you for your help, but you just offended Brother Wine and Meat, the little monk advised you to leave as soon as possible, Brother Wine and Meat is narrow-minded, maybe he will find trouble with the donor. ”

Xuanzang stood up, dusted off the monk's robe, and persuaded softly.

"Why don't you resist, and let that fat monk bully you like this?"

The swordsman asked curiously.

"Alas, there is no way around it. The little monk is an orphan, raised by the grace of Elder Fa Ming since he was a child, and now he can live in this Jinshan Temple and also have a shelter from the wind and rain. Senior Brother Jiu Rou is one of the stewards of Jinshan Temple, although he is a little harsh on the little monks, but for the sake of Elder Fa Ming's face, there is no place to be too much. Leaving here, the little monk is really a homeless person. ”

Xuanzang sighed deeply and said slowly.

The swordsman was also very helpless, but he suddenly remembered that the Antarctic Immortal Weng had said that this Xuanzang had a miserable life in this life, could it be that there was another secret in it?

"Then I wonder if you have ever thought about exploring your own background?"

The swordsman asked tentatively.

"This... In fact, in the early years, the little monk once asked Elder Fa Ming about it, but Elder Fa Ming said that the time was not ripe, so he didn't say it, and the little monk didn't know when the time was ripe. ”

Xuanzang hesitated for a moment before speaking.

I see, the swordsman secretly said in his heart, it seems that the crux of this matter is in Xuanzang's mouth, this Fa Ming elder.

"I don't know where Elder Fa Ming is now?"

The swordsman asked suddenly in deep thought.

"Elder Fa Ming is not in this Jinshan Temple, but in the Huasheng Temple in Chang'an City, and rarely comes to Jinshan Temple on weekdays. In addition to presiding over the lecture conference every day, the little monk was arranged by the wine and meat brother to clean the meditation room the rest of the time, so he never had time to go to Huasheng Temple to consult Elder Fa Ming. ”

Xuanzang replied.

"So that's the case, this wine and meat monk is really vicious. ”

The swordsman sneered.

"Then why don't I go to the Avatar Temple and ask Elder Fa Ming a question or two, what do you think?"

The swordsman asked.

"This... Wouldn't this be too troublesome for the benefactor? After all, this is just a private matter for the little monk. ”

Xuanzang first had a smile on his face, then his expression withered, and he said weakly.

"It's okay, I'm idle anyway, who made me happen to meet this incident. Since you agreed, then without further ado, I'd better go early and come back early, it's not good for that dead fat guy to bully you again. ”

After the swordsman finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the swordsman in the distance, Xuanzang chased to the door and stopped talking, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say anything. It wasn't until he couldn't see the back of the swordsman that Xuanzang returned to the meditation room, silently tidying up the messy room and cleaning.

After the swordsman left the meditation room, he came to the main hall of the temple to look for the fat-headed and big-eared wine and meat monk, and wanted to warn him not to bully Xuanzang again, but he turned around twice and did not find the figure of the wine and meat monk, and asked a few little monks and couldn't tell the whereabouts of the wine and meat monk.

The swordsman had to leave the Jinshan Temple in a huff, he only hoped that when he came back, the wine and meat monk did not do anything more excessive.