A harbor where fishing boats dock.

People come and go, and there is an endless stream.

In the harbor, there are scholars who rush to take exams, butchers who kill pigs, fishermen who sell fish, singers who show off their flowers, thieves who steal and play tricks, beggars who make a living, and lazy people who drink all day long,......

All this, if it falls in the eyes of a discerning person, it is definitely a picture of black smoke and miasma.

And at the harbor pier stood a bald monk.

The bald monk, dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, without shoes, barefoot, had a compassionate smile on his face, and his eyes were fixed on everything around him.

The monk's eyes were very strange.

There was no ridicule because of the scholar's complaints.

There was no frown at the butcher's killing.

I didn't feel distressed because of the hard work of the fishermen.

I didn't despise the singer's "lowliness".

I didn't get sick of the thief's hatefulness.

There was no sympathy for the pity of the beggar.

Not disappointed by the depravity of the lazy.....

It was as if he had been detached from the world, but he was really there.

The temperament of a bald monk gives people a sense of uncertainty.

He stood there, motionless, as if he was naturally one with heaven and earth, as if his eyes contained all things in heaven and earth.

Although he did not have the slightest ridicule, frown, or contempt for scholars, butchers, and singers.

There is no feeling of distress, disgust, or sympathy for fishermen, thieves, and beggars.

But there is a compliment to everything in this world in his eyes.

Whether it's beautiful or ugly, in his eyes, it's the same.

This gave the bald monk's temperament a certain sublimation.

As long as you have eyesight, you can see that this monk is not simple.

At this time.

"Haha, look, I caught a golden carp, this is a koi, a treasure!"

The fisherman screamed with excitement.

Immediately.

The crowd of people who were doing their own things just now all surrounded them.

The bald monk also spread his feet and ran there as fast as he could. Squeeze into the crowd.

"Wow, what a golden carp, it's a rarity," one of them praised.

"What's the use of being rare? I'll give you 12 pieces of silver. A man said rudely

"12 money? This thing is more than 12 dollars of silver, I paid 15 yuan, it just so happens that my mother-in-law is about to give birth, buy it back and boil soup to see if it can replenish the body." A rich man in a fancy costume said

"I paid 18 bucks. Another boy shook the folding fan and said.

18 money and silver~

Hiss!

The onlookers let out a burst of inhalation.

So much silver is enough to buy a basket of fish, but buying this golden koi is not cost-effective at all in the eyes of most people.

in the crowd.

The monk looked at the golden carp that was grabbed by the fisherman's tail and lifted upside down.2 For the first time, his face showed "humane" thoughts

In the eyes of others, the golden carp is at least 18 cents.

In the eyes of this monk, it seems that he is longing for him, hurry up and save her away, she doesn't want to die yet.

This made the monk's eyes open slightly, and then his heart moved, and he stepped into the innermost part.

"Wait, this fish can't be eaten. ”

The monk walked up to the fisherman and said with a serious face: "This fish is a treasure, it is a baby fish, and she can learn to cry babies?"

The monk's voice fell.

There were sounds of surprise from the people around them.

"Learn baby barking, real or fake?"

"Is there such a strange species in this world?"

"There really is. The monk nodded affirmatively

"If you don't believe me, give me the fish, and I'll ask her to call you. ”

The fisherman had a skeptical look on his face.

However, he was also curious in his heart, so when he heard the monk say this, he subconsciously handed the golden carp to the monk.

The moment the bald monk caught the fish, he grabbed it violently, and then ran away.

He obviously didn't wear shoes, but he couldn't run faster than even many strong men.

Quiet!

Deathly quiet.

Everyone didn't expect that the monk would play this one.

So.

After five or six seconds of silence, the fisherman's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "thief,

The thief has been caught, and the monk has stolen the fish!"

But it's been so long.

At the speed of a bald monk, no one can catch it at all.

The monk turned left and right all the way, and after shaking off all the people who had seen him, he came to a remote alley.

The monk stopped suddenly.

However, it was not the monk who deliberately wanted to stop.

It's because this monk has found an amazing treasure!

It was an oil lamp, a golden holder, an emerald lampstand, an illusory wick, a golden flame...

"Good baby, it must be worth a lot of money, monk, I have made a fortune, I sold this oil lamp, at least I can buy 10,000 carp like you, and I will stew soup every day when I go home." The monk's eyes lit up and he seemed to be very greedy

The carp's face had a humane look of bewilderment.

It seems that he didn't expect that the monk who saved himself would eventually eat himself.

"Haha. The monk hugged the carp and immediately laughed when he saw her expression.

;

"Xi lied to you, how could a monk eat fish, we only eat vegetarian food, not meat. ”

The carp immediately showed a relieved expression.

"However, the monks don't eat it, but the cats and dogs raised in the temple should eat it. ”

Suddenly.

The carp rolled its eyes in fright.

The monk didn't bother with the carp, and with curiosity on his face, he reached out and picked up the oil lamp.

Immediately!

There was a "buzz", and something came out of the oil lamp.

Subsequently.

Under the monk's stunned eyes, a virtual red figure floated out of the illusory oil lamp.

As soon as the figure appeared, he immediately looked at the monk, and then, he stepped out, and when he appeared in front of the monk, he had already become a big living person.

"The god of lights?" The monk's words were astonishing.

it!

My identity revealed?

Meng Chengzhen looked at Zhishang in surprise, that is, the wisher 'Golden Cicada' this time, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

This was his first appearance, and before he even introduced himself, someone guessed his identity.

"That's right. ”

Seeing the stunned expression on Jin Cicada's face, Meng Chengzhen smiled and nodded: "I am the God of Lights, the God of Lights who can help you fulfill your three wishes, no matter what your wishes are, even if you want to become a saint and become a Buddha... For me, it's all a breeze!"

Golden Cicada: "......"

He fell silent.

After being silent for almost five or five minutes, Jin Chanzi looked up at Meng Chengzhen and asked with a serious face, "Do you think there is desire in my eyes?"

Meng Chengzhen subconsciously looked into the eyes of the golden cicada.

The golden cicada's eyes are clear and transparent, without a trace of impurities, and he looks at everything in the world with praise, which is a kind of true love, true compassion.

But.

didn't wait for Meng Chengzhen to answer Jin Chanzi casually.

Jin Chanzi preemptively Meng Chengzhen opened his mouth and said, "I have it!"

He said with a serious face:

"And my desire is still very big, and I don't know if the three wishes are enough?"

The golden cicada had a smiling expression on his face, but he said something that made the golden carp in his hand stunned.

Meng Cheng really could imagine what the golden carp was thinking?

Golden cicada.

Aren't you a monk?

Isn't the monk paying attention to the six roots of purification?

But now nicknamed?

You even said that three may not be enough.

You false monk!

Meng Chengzhen looked at the golden cicada, he looked at this monk with "clear and transparent eyes", and there was a trace of surprise in his heart.

Jin Chanzi would say this, Meng Chengzhen is actually not surprised.

After all, this is the golden cicada in the world of Wukong, and according to the personality, he should have been very skinny.

But what Meng Cheng really didn't expect was that Jin Chanzi not only concluded that he was the god of lights with a word, but also, after learning that he was really the god of lights and could fulfill his three wishes, the expression he showed was too calm.

Except for the initial few minutes of silence, Jin Chanzi didn't seem to take his lamp god to heart at all.

But really didn't take it to heart?

Meng Chengzhen didn't believe it anyway, let alone the golden cicada, even if it was the Buddha, even those supreme Dao ancestors who had obtained the magic lamp and had three chances to make a wish, would also have a fluctuating Dao heart, and even a broken Dao heart.

After all, there are few living beings who can refuse the temptation of the magic lamp, even if he has no desires.

And what about the golden cicada.

His face was indifferent, even as if he was joking with Meng Chengzhen, which made Meng Chengzhen think of only one possibility...