"Great, Master, I think they will also be willing to stay, the sins we have committed over the years, we should pay for them, to compensate those innocent people, instead of hiding for the sake of comfort, this is what we need to do for the rest of our lives, isn't that exactly what you are talking about. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Hong Ji also seemed to see Tang Sanzang's doubts, and folded his hands.

Tang Sanzang looked at Hong Ji's eyes, although his face had become extremely rough and old due to the sun and rain, but those eyes were extremely clear, like a mirror, and nodded with a smile, "I believe that you will become the first real monk in Che Chi Kingdom, and the best monk." ”

"The disciple must work hard. Hong Ji replied respectfully.

Then Hong Ji relayed Tang Sanzang's words to the monks, everyone hesitated for a while, and after hearing Hong Ji's words, their faces showed shame, and they all said that they wanted to shed down, atone for those people and things back then, and re-establish a Buddhism that the people liked and accepted.

Since it was their own choice, Tang Sanzang naturally had no opinion, although there might be one or two of them who were not very willing, but since they didn't put it forward themselves, then he wouldn't say much.

Tang Sanzang took Hong Ji out and told the three national teachers about this matter, and now Hong Ji is the most virtuous and respected among those monks, if a new temple is built, he will naturally be the abbot.

Hong Ji was originally reluctant to serve and wanted Tang Sanzang to serve as the abbot, but Tang Sanzang wanted to continue to travel west, so it was naturally impossible to occupy the name of the abbot, so he persuaded Hong Ji to be the abbot.

The three national teachers left Zhiyuan Temple, and Zhu Tianpeng was almost tired of playing, and after castrating the remaining monks, he didn't bother to inflict any more punishments, and casually threw a few spells on them, so that they could not live in pain.

Hundreds of scarred monks were escorted away by the soldiers, and there was a faint smell of cooked meat in the air, and many soldiers vomited while helping them, and it was estimated that they had no appetite for meat for many days.

The monks were escorted away, and the temple became quiet, if they wanted to let Hongji and them stay, then these monks would naturally become the only outlet for the people to vent their anger, and it was estimated that they would slowly die in the next few days, and then let Hongji and them appear in front of the people of Chechi Kingdom with a new look.

Of course, how much they can do depends on Hong Ji himself, Tang Sanzang has done enough, if he can't help it, then it's just Adou who can't be helped.

The sun was already setting in the west, and I realized that before I knew it, a day had passed.

"Master, let's set off again tomorrow, shall we go to the street to eat something?" Zhu Tianpeng clapped his hands and walked over, and after playing for a few hours in a row, the consumption was still not small, and the appetite was just right.

"I, I, I...... I want to eat it too. Ao Xiaobai also raised his hand, for foodies, this scene can't affect the mood of wanting to eat at all.

"Go if you want to eat. Tang Sanzang nodded, he just forgot it, it was estimated that going out to eat would cause a commotion, and that would not be good.

"Okay, Master, don't worry, we will bring you something delicious. Zhu Tianpeng said with a smile, and then the group went out in a grand manner.

Tang Sanzang looked back at the monks who were a little cowering when they followed Hong Ji out, and said with a smile: "Where is the kitchen, I'll cook for you at night." ”

Because there is only a pot replaced by Da Ding, so Tang Sanzang boiled a big pot of porridge at night, and he can still cook dozens of people's meals, looking at the monks who are sitting cross-legged on the ground, sucking and drinking porridge, Tang Sanzang finally has a smile on his face.

Perhaps a new chapter in the history of Buddhism in Che Chi will open here, and I can only hope that these people can do better.

Tang Sanzang drank a small half bowl of porridge, not because it was not delicious, but because he kept some stomach, and he could eat the delicious food they brought back later.

Tonight, he still lives in this Zhiyuan Temple, but Zhiyuan Temple, as a nail in the hearts of the people of Chechiguo, will definitely be demolished, as for where the newly built temple will be, it is not something he needs to worry about and consider.

After dinner, Hong Ji came over and respectfully asked Tang Sanzang some questions, most of which were about how to manage the monastery and how to restrain the character of his disciples.

Tang Sanzang naturally knew everything, thought about it, and promised Hong Ji to write a few scriptures for him after he went back at night, and even brought the few scriptures he brought with him when he went out to give them as the cornerstone of reconstruction.

Hong Ji thanked, then returned to the monks, Tang Sanzang to give them the scriptures said, the monks are also overjoyed, they have not read the scriptures for many years, the scriptures of the year were searched and burned, now Che Chi Guo wants to find a scripture is difficult, and want to rebuild Buddhism, even if there are no scriptures, it is almost an attic in the air.

Tang Sanzang glanced at the monks sitting around the bonfire, and nodded slightly, it is not easy to rebuild on the ruins, it requires great perseverance, and it also needs a little help from the cornerstone.

Sun Wukong and the others walked around for two hours before they came back, and when they came back, they brought Tang Sanzang a lot of delicious food, all of which were some special snacks of Che Chiguo.

Everything that needs to be done has been done, and now everyone is relaxed, as long as they wait for tomorrow dawn to continue on the road to the west.

"Let's play mahjong. Zhu Tianpeng shook the meat skewer in his hand and proposed.

"Okay. Ao Xiaobai and Luo Xi both echoed.

Then a mahjong table was set up in the courtyard as usual, and the five people sat around and started the daily mahjong battle.

Tang Sanzang took a pen and paper into his room and began to write scriptures silently.

Those scriptures are clearly memorized in their heads, and most of the scriptures are not very many words, so they can write a little faster, and they can write several books in one night, plus the few scriptures that they originally brought with them to read on the road, it should be enough for them to use for a while.

Moreover, after leaving Chechiguo, you can also find a country where Buddhism is prevalent, find someone to buy some scriptures and send them to Chechiguo, and think that they can continue to develop.

After playing for several laps, everyone stopped, and the night was silent, only Tang Sanzang's room was still lit with lights, and he was writing hard, and there was already a stack of written scriptures on the side.

"Poof. There was a soft sound outside, and Tang Sanzang, who was seriously writing the scriptures, didn't notice it, but Zhu Tianpeng and Sun Wukong in the next room opened their eyes almost at the same time, and then walked towards the courtyard, with a look of surprise on their faces.