Chapter 783: The Stolen Buddha Treasure

"Maybe it's a good thing, Master, why don't we go to Jinguang Temple and have a look." Zhu Tianpeng said with a smile, but he was not afraid of big things at all.

"Okay." Tang Sanzang nodded and asked the aunt, saying that the prisoner car would eventually return to Jinguang Temple, and he would follow the prisoner car far behind.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the prisoner car turned into the street next to it, and at the end of the street, an ancient temple came into view.

The crowd hid sideways in the alley for a while, and only came out after the monk on the prisoner cart wore shackles and dragged his tired body into the temple.

There were six soldiers with knives standing at the gate of the temple, and when they saw Tang Sanzang and his party, they shouted: "Who is coming!" The forbidden place of Jinguang Temple is strictly forbidden to approach! ”

"It's a monk! Could it be the remnants of Jinguang Temple! ”

"Arrest it, and you will know it when you interrogate it!"

After everyone saw Tang Sanzang clearly, they were all shocked and happy.

"Definitely." Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the six soldiers who were about to rush forward at the door were frozen in shape, unable to move, unable to speak, only their eyes that could turn were full of shock.

"So, what's the name of a ghost in broad daylight?" Zhu Tianpeng stretched out his hand and patted the soldier who had just screamed the loudest, walked to the door and waved his hand, the iron chain on the door fell to the ground like this, and he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

When you open the door, there is a rather majestic temple, but it is a feeling at first sight.

As for now, starting from the entrance, every brick and grass has been dug into the ground, and mounds of earth have been piled up everywhere, and the walls of temples everywhere have been smashed and leaking on all sides, and the eyes are full of desolation and dilapidation.

It's hard to imagine what kind of encounter this Jinguang Temple has experienced, even if it is deliberately destroyed, it is difficult to reach this level, it is completely to turn over the entire temple.

"It looks like a good baby, otherwise it wouldn't have turned into this." Zhu Tianpeng was a little speechless.

"If you haven't found it like this, I'm afraid it really wasn't stolen by the monk of Jinguang Temple." Sha Wanjing looked left and right, there were traces of rummaging in every place, and as far as the eye could see, no place was missed.

"Let's ask someone and see what things are like." Tang Sanzang nodded and walked towards the temple first.

Sun Wukong waved his hand to close the door, and everyone followed into the temple.

Tang Sanzang walked along the smoke rising from the cooking smoke, and soon found a group of monks who were cooking porridge in the open air.

More than a dozen monks sat around the fire, some lying on the ground resting on stones, some cross-legged chanting, and some throwing wild vegetables into the pot, all of them silent and silent.

"Hey, monk, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Tianpeng walked up to Dingli to take a look, the clear soup was scarce, and the amount of rice could almost be counted, and he didn't know what wild vegetables were floating on the water, looking very shabby.

The monks were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they looked over, and after seeing Tang Sanzang and their party, their expressions were a little surprised, since three years ago, outsiders were not allowed to enter the Jinguang Temple, except for the soldiers who entered the temple to find the Buddha's treasure and the monks of the original Jinguang Temple, others were not allowed to enter.

But now how did these girls and the young monk get in, you must know that in addition to the soldiers standing guard at the door, there are also several regular patrol squads, and ordinary people can't get in at all.

"Who are you?" Among them, the slightly older monk looked at Tang Sanzang and the others with some doubts.

"The poor monk Tang Sanzang, a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the eastern soil, wants to go to the west to seek the true scriptures, today just arrived in this sacrificial country, and saw that all of you fellow Daoists suffered this calamity, so they followed to Jinguang Temple, these are all disciples below." Tang Sanzang stepped forward and said with his hands folded.

"It turned out to be a master from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, disrespectful and disrespectful." The monk hurriedly stood up, folded his hands and saluted, and the other monks also stood up one after another, but the injured feet were shackled and shackled, and it was really inconvenient to salute.

"Sit down, we are also new to here, but I heard on the road that you were blamed by the king because the Buddha treasure in the temple was missing, and there is today's disaster, why is this matter? Tomorrow we will enter the palace to meet the king in exchange for the clearance papers, and if you are really wronged, I can bring you a word or two. Tang Sanzang looked at the monks and said.

The monks were overjoyed when they heard this, they have been tortured almost all the time in the past three years, hundreds of monks in Jinguang Temple back then, and now there are only a dozen of them left, and few of them have died unjustly.

And now, this little master actually said that he could help them speak in front of His Majesty, and his heart was naturally overjoyed.

"Master, we were wronged, the Buddha treasure suddenly disappeared three years ago, this matter is really not done by our people in Jinguang Temple, Jinguang Temple is an ancient temple, the precepts are strict, and the Buddha treasure is not only the national treasure of the sacrificial country, but also the treasure of our Jinguang Temple, we cherish it is too late, how can it be guarded and stolen." The middle-aged monk almost cried, extremely wronged.

"Yes, in the past three years, they have turned over every grass and tree in Jinguang Temple, but they have not even found the shadow of the Buddha treasure, which can be concluded that the disappearance of the Buddha treasure has nothing to do with Jinguang Temple, but those officials in order to escape the responsibility of poor investigation, every once in a while they will arrest our Jinguang Temple brothers and behead them, this cut is three years, Jinguang Temple, which was more than 500 people back then, is now only a dozen of us left." Another monk also said, tears streaming down his face.

Tang Sanzang frowned when he heard this, looked at everyone, and had already guessed a rough idea in his heart.

Although he didn't mix in the officialdom, he still heard about some things in the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty, so when the case didn't go well, he would find some scapegoats to kill and appease the people above, where officialdom exists, I'm afraid what this monk said is not wrong.

"What kind of Buddha treasure is that? What happened on the day of the disappearance, you all tell me in detail. Zhu Tianpeng looked at the monks and said.

"The masters don't know, the sacrificial country is also a big country around it, a few years ago, several countries around will come to pay tribute, to offer beautiful horses, and all this is not because of how virtuous the king is, but because of the Buddha treasure on the tower in our Jinguang Temple, every night, auspicious clouds shrouded, the glow shines, even if it is thousands of miles away can be seen clearly, so all the surrounding countries will come to pay tribute, relying on the Buddha treasure."

"The Buddha treasure is actually the Buddha bone of an old abbot who sat down in our temple three hundred years ago, when the real body was hidden in the golden body, the hole was hidden overnight, the golden body fell to the ground, and it was shattered, but the skull was well preserved, and it became a transparent relic, the Buddha was brilliant at night, placed on the top of the tower of the tower, and was enshrined as a national treasure.