Guanyin Zen Temple, a fire that broke out for some reason swept through four or five meditation rooms, and the small courtyard that is said to be the first to catch fire was burned to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If it weren't for the heavy rain from the sky, I'm afraid that the rows of meditation rooms next to it would have suffered, and the thousand-year-old temple would have almost been burned.

The villagers from the town and the monks in the temple stood in the cold rain with buckets of water, looking at the still smoking meditation room, and their faces were full of joy except for the soot and rain.

The rain gradually stopped.

"How can it catch fire? Kannon Monastery hasn't been in the water for several years, right? An old man with a white beard wrung a handful of water from his beard.

"Yes, it's good, why did it burn up, fortunately, Guanyin Bodhisattva blessed it, it rained such a heavy rain, otherwise it would be terrible." A strong man carrying a large bucket also nodded and said.

"The elders from Datang live in the courtyard over there, I'm afraid that I am not used to living there, and I accidentally poured the oil lamp, I am afraid that I will not have time to escape." A young monk shook his head and said, a delicate face was stained with a few stripes of black charcoal, it was Guangzhi.

"This monk is so rude, he stayed in my Guanyin Zen Temple, and burned down our five meditation rooms, even if he burned to death, it is not a pity to die." Guangmou put the big water tank in his hand on the ground and snorted, but a pair of eyes kept looking at the courtyard on the side, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Yes, isn't this monk holding a grudge because of the events of the evening, so he deliberately burned down the meditation room?" There was a monk on the side who responded to the Tao, and soon other monks also responded one after another.

And after listening to the words of the monks, those villagers were also a little embarrassed, praising Guanyin Bodhisattva at the same time, they were also denouncing the Tang Dynasty monks who had never met.

At this time, on the beam of a large hall on the side, a figure squatted on the top, looked at the monks and villagers, pouted and said: "Heh, that guy is sleeping well over there, these stupid monks, burned their own Zen courtyard, and wanted to blame others, sure enough, the monks don't have a good thing." ”

"At most, there's only one." I don't know what I thought, Sun Wukong added another sentence, but immediately shook his head again, "No, there is no one." After saying that, his body flickered, disappeared on the beam, and jumped towards the guest room in the meditation room.

The meditation room caught fire, and the whole temple became noisy, which naturally woke her up, but Ao Xiaobai slept peacefully, and Tang Sanzang in the room next to her did not move, so she came over to see the excitement by herself.

Pushing open the door, Sun Wukong's pupils shrank suddenly, and Ao Xiaobai, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, disappeared at this time.

Ao Xiaobai is timid, and after hearing the rumors of the monster, he is even more afraid, even if he wakes up, he can't run outside, unless he runs next door.

Walking to the next guest room, before Sun Wukong pushed the door, the hidden door was blown open by a gust of wind, the room was deserted, there was no one, and it should be no one for a while.

Sun Wukong's face suddenly became gloomy, he stepped into the door, glanced at the room, and his eyes fell on the luggage on the side, the monk's clothes and luggage were casually thrown to the ground, and he swept it away at a glance, but it was just missing a set of Ao Xiaobai's clothes, which were still customized for her by Tang Sanzang when she passed through a small town a few days ago.

"Where have they gone?" Sun Wukong clenched her fists, her brows tightened, she was not too worried about Tang Sanzang, although she didn't want to admit it, but being able to kick the giant spirit god with one kick was definitely not something that ordinary monsters could deal with.

But Ao Xiaobai is different, she is even afraid of an ordinary golden-armored heavenly soldier, if it falls into the hands of others, it is not much different from a five-year-old girl, at most she will cry a little more.

She had only been out for a while, and Tang Sanzang should not have been in this room for a while, and Ao Xiaobai was probably not with him.

"Ugly monk, it must be him." Sun Wu stroked his hair with his empty hand, and the golden hoop stick had already appeared in his hand, stomped his foot, jumped on the somersault cloud, and flew towards the backyard.

When the ugly monk saw Ao Xiaobai, his saliva was about to flow out, he must have liked Xiaobai, a little girl like a beast. And he wanted to monopolize the robe, so he let people burn down the meditation room, wanted to burn Tang Sanzang to death, and then stole Ao Xiaobai while she was leaving.

Sun Wukong thought in his heart, becoming more and more determined in his thoughts, and he didn't know where Tang Sanzang would go, and he would disappear when it came to a critical moment.

"No, why am I thinking about him at this time?" Sun Wukong suddenly stopped the somersault cloud and stomped his feet in annoyance, "You don't need him at all, he doesn't matter at all." ”

The people who came to fight the fire had not yet returned, and were led by the monks to the side hall in the backyard, where they boiled ginger soup in the kitchen and lit two fires, so that everyone could warm up by roasting the fire first.

"Ugly monk, hand over my junior sister, or I will demolish your broken temple!" At this moment, a coquettish reprimand came from the sky, and it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the hall, and everyone had a strange look on their faces.

Several monks lit torches, ran out of the hall, and looked at Sun Wukong, who was stepping on the clouds, his skin and hair flashing, and his face changed.

"That wild girl, what kind of monster are you, you dare to slander my master, when did my master arrest your junior sister, don't want to spew blood! When Guanyin Bodhisattva appears, you will be suppressed on the spot. Guangmou carried the torch and shouted and cursed, without the slightest fear on his face.

Guangzhi on the side also said in a deep voice: "Girl, although I don't know where your junior sister has gone, please respect yourself, the abbot master is highly respected, and you can't frame it indiscriminately." ”

At this time, many of the monks and people in the hall also came out, looking at Sun Wukong flying in the sky, their faces changed greatly.

"Ah, how can she fly? This...... It can't be a youkai, could it be that she took the child away? ”

"It must be, what Tang Dynasty monks, it turned out to be monsters, fortunately, the demon monk was burned to death, and now this banshee has come to frame the abbot."

"Save the suffering, save the Guanyin Bodhisattva, quickly manifest your spirit, take this monster, save my poor granddaughter, Yan'er, Yan'er!" An old woman knelt directly on the ground, constantly kowtowing.

"Ask the Bodhisattva to manifest and accept this monster!" All of a sudden, everyone knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and kept repeating the sentence.

"Stupid, Guanyin's stupid woman has to run away when she sees me." Sun Wukong, who was standing on the somersault cloud, raised his eyebrows, and the golden hoop stick in his hand suddenly stretched out, and smashed on the roof of the side hall.

There was a loud bang, and the roof of the side hall was directly smashed by this stick, I don't know how many meditation rooms collapsed, and the wide side hall was suddenly left with only a few walls and a few broken pillars, which was extremely ridiculous.

The originally noisy crowd was instantly dead silent, and everyone looked back at the side hall without a roof, and when they looked at Sun Wukong again, their faces were already full of fear, and they didn't dare to say a word.

"To deal with a slut, it's good to beat it up, but it's a pity that the stupid guy doesn't believe it." Sun Wukong pursed his lips and said softly, the golden hoop stick in his hand was lowered down, stopped half a foot above the head of a little monk, and said coldly: "Where is the ugly monk?" ”

The little monk looked at the huge golden hoop stick above his head, trembled, and was directly frightened, tremblingly stretched out his fingers, and pointed towards a separate small courtyard behind, "That, where ......"

"Shut up!" Guangmou's face changed, and he shouted.

Sun Wukong flew towards the small courtyard with a somersault cloud.

Guangmou kicked down the little monk, holding a big stick in his hand, and rushed towards the small courtyard, shouting as he ran: "Demon girl, you have the ability to rush at me, don't touch my master!" ”

"Senior brother, what can I do about this?" All the monks had no idea, and asked in a panic around Guangzhi. All the people also looked at Guangzhi, they were taken care of by him on weekdays, and they loved him a lot, so they rushed to fight the fire tonight.

Guangzhi looked at everyone, clenched his fists with a solemn face and said, "Please come with me, I don't believe that Master is such a person, it must be this woman who framed me." ”

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