It was getting late, and we gradually walked into a pine and cypress forest, lush and green, with vigorous foliage. The forest was very quiet, and there were faint bells.

"Master, master, let's go, there seems to be a temple here," Zhu Bajie waved his wide sleeved robe and shouted happily, "Let's go and stay there for one night." ”

Sure enough, there is a Zen temple in front of it, which is called "Kannon Temple".

The master asked me to knock on the door for advice, and although he did not discriminate against the appearance of those apprentices, every time they ventured forward, they still frightened many people.

It was a little monk who opened the door, and when he heard that it was a senior monk from the East soil, he hurriedly went in to inform the host, and the host smiled and came out to greet him in person.

He looked at us carefully, his face fell, and we looked at each other for some reason, and somehow offended him.

"Someone," he called, and a small monk came forward to listen to the command. "I looked, this group of people is a little cleaner than the horses, and there is some dignity, let's pull them in and serve them first. He said lazily.

He has good eyesight, the little white dragon is the third prince of the West Sea, he is very clean, even if he becomes a horse, his fur is bright and supple, and he is naturally noble.

It's just that this is the first time we have traveled west, and we feel that the hospitality is not as good as that of Malaysia.

He looked at us again, "You are really from the Tang Dynasty, how can you come into our temple to meet the Bodhisattva in such ragged clothes?"

"My master is the royal brother of the Tang King, if it is fake, do you have any questions?" Sun Wukong rushed forward, approached him and grimaced.

The host was so frightened that he took a few steps back, pointed at him, and then pointed at Zhu Bajie, "Are you also monks?"

Zhu Bajie said angrily: "Why can't you be a monk with such a face?

"Wujing Hugh is talking nonsense, how can he be wild in front of the temple. Tang Seng shouted.

"Close, close," the host said, "you are not welcome to wait in the poor house." He turned around and went into the courtyard.

The little monk who closed the door was very polite, "Don't blame the monks, just because there is a rule in our courtyard, those who are unclean and untidy are not allowed to enter, besides, the pilgrims who go in are also to donate merit, and it is embarrassing to go in like you, but it is better not to go in." With that, he made a gesture and closed the door.

"How can this be reasonable, how can this be reasonable, the old pig has been running for so long, and he still expects them to enjoy a meal, and he doesn't want such a power. Zhu Bajie complained angrily.

Tang Seng was at a loss.

I looked at them, and then at myself, and I was really cold. Not to mention the master's dusty monk's robe, what is the name of Sun Wukong's clothes, half of the tiger skin is oblique on the chest, half of the tiger skin is across the waist, and it must be verbose, how can it look like a wild monkey coming out of the woodland; Zhu Bajie was originally a big black robe, dirty, and he could not distinguish the color, and there were traces of pig snot on the cuffs; the sand monk's suit was barely visible, but the shoulders were worn out a few holes due to long-term burdens; and my green robe and small coat were splashed with mud everywhere, like a flower child.

"How can this be reasonable," Sun Wukong also gritted his teeth and said, "Even when we see the true face of the Bodhisattva, we have this respect, and the Bodhisattva has never disliked it, they look down on people." As he spoke, he tried to slap the courtyard door again.

"Wukong," Tang Seng stopped him, "Forget it, the poor monk thinks what they said is also reasonable, don't pay attention to the appearance and go to worship like this, it is really disrespectful to the Bodhisattva, forget it, let's go find a family to stay." ”

"Master, they should be well-dressed, let's just dress brightly and go in, why look elsewhere. I said.

"Yes, yes," Zhu Bajie replied, turning into a burly strong man, neatly dressed.

Sun Wukong also smiled and became a simple little monk.

The sand monk has become a footwalking monk who does not stain dust.

Changing clothes was actually a very simple little spell, and I wore a silk suit in a flash, and a piece of jade embedded in my hat.

The master also decently changed into a brocade robe and held a nine-ring tin staff.

"But," Tang Seng frowned again, "Didn't you hear that you want to donate merit?

"What's so difficult about this?" Sun Wukong smiled, grabbed a handful of broken stones on the ground, and blew in his mouth, which suddenly turned into a large handful of silver taels, "Come, come, ten taels per person." "It's like he's giving out a bonus, and everyone gets ten taels.

"How can this work?" Tang Seng didn't want to live or die, "We can not donate, but we must not be disrespectful." ”

"The master is just dead-eyed, and when we have eaten fasting and stayed for one night, we will go on the road tomorrow, and when we leave, they find that it is a stone, and it is too late. Zhu Bajie chattered.

"Nonsense, nonsense," Tang Seng insisted on refusing.

"That's it, that's it," Sun Wukong saw that the master didn't want it, and I was very curious when I watched his spell of turning silver, and gave me the rest of the silver, "Little goblin, take it and play with it." ”

To be honest, I'm really curious, think about what I will change if I return to the world in the future, and I can be a boss if I change directly!

When we slapped the courtyard gate again, the host's eyes seemed to be three times larger when they looked at us, "Please come in, please come in," and he greeted us respectfully.

After going up dozens of steps, I came to a clearing, next to a stone table and a few stone benches, "You wait a minute," he said.

A little monk came up for tea, and five monks came to receive us separately.

"We're all in this together. The master said.

The monk said: "Although they are together, what they ask is different, and everyone worships their own people, so that they can be pious and the Bodhisattva can hear." ”

Sure enough, having money is the benefit of being rich, and the level of hospitality is different.

I was taken to a tall temple, and the pilgrims bowed alone, and they had to wait for others to come out before they could enter.

The hall is solemn, offering a statue of the white jade Guanyin Bodhisattva, standing on the colorful lotus throne, there is a disciple statue on the side, as if it is the messenger of Hui'an, it is also vivid, I didn't expect to see him last time, I didn't take a penny, this time I just saw a porcelain statue, and I had to bring a lot of silver as a stepping stone.

I bowed down in a proper manner, and the accompanying monks stood aside. After the prayer, he pointed to the merit box, "The merit is immeasurable. ”

I fumbled for a long time and donated five taels of silver.

He asked, "Do you want anything?"

I nodded.

"Please go back, a bodhisattva, we will light a hundred day lotus lantern for you here, and bless you with all your requests. ”

I don't know anything about the world, and I don't know that it's not in vain, "How much merit do you need?" I asked cautiously.

"Please Bodhisattva ten taels, 100 taels of lotus lamps. ”

I pondered how many taels of silver I had left.

When he saw me hesitating, he said, "You are inviting the best golden-bodied Bodhisattva, the 100-day lotus lamp, we will chant and pray for you for 100 days every day, and the Bodhisattva can hear your prayers." ”

On the other hand, if you don't donate, then the Bodhisattva will not hear the prayer, and I want to go back to the 21st century, and this Bodhisattva is rare to see. I took out all the taels of silver and counted them.

The monk's bright eyes looked at me calmly, "Don't count, I will order more 50-day lotus lanterns with you, and you can donate them all." ”

"Okay!" I didn't say a word, and threw away the merit box.

"Sister Guanyin," I prayed in my heart, "I donated at least thirty taels, even if it is a stone, but it is silver, how about you let me go back to the twenty-first century to say hello to my parents?"