Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Temple of the Dead Flowers and Willows
In the smoke and dust of the sky, a group of people rushed towards the Temple of Death like wolves and tigers.
And here, Huikong shouted loudly while running:
"Ah, I'm a Buddha~!"
"The bandits are coming to rob things, the bandits are coming to kill people, run away~ Nan Wu Ami Oh Buddha Oh!"
"Run, run!"
"Go and inform the elders and abbots, quick!"
At first, some monks were skeptical, but when there was a loud bang, the mountain gate was torn apart, and then a large number of black-pressed soldiers rushed in from outside the exploding mountain gate.
It's not the most terrifying, it's the most terrifying thing that these soldiers say.
I only heard these rampaging soldiers shouting strange words in their mouths - what handed over Tang monks, what came to visit Guanyin Bodhisattva, what wanted to go to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures...
The huge generation gap in the brain hole made these people who rushed in and these little novices destined to be unable to communicate normally, which made these soldiers even more angry, thinking that these monks were still hiding the truth, and their combat effectiveness exploded in an instant, and their destructive power reached a higher level.
The monks can't beat the monks in terms of strength, and the monks can't compare with the background, but this group of reckless men has the support of several princes.
In this regard, in desperation, the monks could only hug their heads and run away, and suddenly, a large number of people scattered and fled in the direction of the inner courtyard chamber, praying for the abbot's protection.
"Elder, host, it's not good, there's a bandit outside!"
"They went crazy, brought a large group of armored men up, and injured several senior brothers who rang the bell!"
Outside the council chamber, several scarred little novices fled with rolling and crawling, kneeling outside the door, shouting with tears in their eyes.
"Bang!"
The door of the council hall suddenly opened, and several elders walked out with shocked faces.
Elder Yuantong couldn't help his violent temper, and scolded angrily: "What are you talking about? That thief led his troops into my Buddha Gate Pure Land and injured the Buddha disciples? "They were shocked! When will anyone dare to treat them like this, and they will not be afraid of being punished by God?
"That little beast, tired of life, when it is decided today, the Tang Emperor likes to be quiet and peaceful, and does not like to kill.
What kind of little animal is this?
How dare he start killing indiscriminately under the nose of the Tang Emperor, and he is not afraid of copying and cutting hemp all over the house?! β
"Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha ~ Senior brother, you are fascinated, the Buddha is clear, right and wrong have their own Buddha to comment, the old man wants to see what these donors want."
Bang Bang! Bang Bang!
After that, the abbot continued to close his eyes and recuperate, sat cross-legged, and knocked on the wooden fish unhurriedly, as if what happened in the temple outside the door had nothing to do with him.
The monks were helpless, and when they saw this, they could only learn the appearance of the abbot, sit cross-legged, and knock on the wooden fish in front of the Buddha.
Bang Bang Bang! Bang Bang Bang!
Bang dang!
The door of the temple chamber was slammed open, and a large group of black-pressed hooligans rushed in.
"Well, old monk quickly, hand over Tang Sanzang and let him go to the West Heaven to worship the Buddha and ask for the true scriptures..."
"That's it, call Tang Xuanzang out."
"That's right! Hand over Tang Xuanzang! A group of people also echoed it, fierce and vicious, and a kind of bald donkey bluffed into a cold sweat.
In the face of this group of rampaging barbarians, the old abbot stopped knocking on Muyu's hand, stood up and saluted: "Nan Wu Amitabha, donor, I don't know who Tang Xuanzang you are talking about?" β
The eldest grandson asked loudly at first: "Old monk, don't pretend to be confused, do you want to harbor the people who learn the scriptures, and then go to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for the true scriptures?" β
The sons and brothers didn't think it was a big deal and shouted: "That's it, thief monk, do you want to leave my Tang Dynasty and the dire situation and go to the Pure Land of Western Heaven Bliss by yourself?" β
"That's it, why are your monks' hearts so black?"
Hearing the words of the second monk who was puzzled, not only the abbot, but even a kind of novice in the first life was also blindfolded.
I really don't know who Tang Xuanzang is? Even if I knew, what am I hiding him for?
The lower lord thinks that he understands the purpose of this group of reckless menβββ eighty percent of which noble children want to suppress his temple, and the other two percent may be these people are instigated by competitors of other temples, and want to use this to drag down the reputation of my Wangsheng Temple.
Observing the details, the old abbot found that most of these reckless men were mainly those little noble sons, which made the old abbot breathe a sigh of relief, such a situation is obviously not that the dynasty wants to make a move on them, this is the best situation, indicating that the emperor is still on their side.
Thinking of this, the old abbot simply turned his heart sideways, the tiger's body was shocked, and he gave out the roar of the Hedong lion: "Donor, the monks don't speak, there is really no monk Tang Xuanzang in this temple, how should I deal with me?"
And even if there is Tang Xuanzang, why should the old man be handed over to you? β
Wow!
Everyone was shocked, old monk, why are you hanging yourself an old birthday starβββ you are looking for death!
"Okay~ Okay! I'll just say that your temple is abnormal, it turns out that Tang Xuanzang was really hidden! The eldest grandson was furious, and the sons and brothers behind him were even more rubbing their fists and palms, eager to try, and just waiting for an order, they rushed up and beat these old monks into pigs' heads.
"Bold! You, a thief monk, are so bold that you dare to harbor people who learn scriptures, and eat your master's punch~! Li Tai was still a seven-year-old child at this time, his milk was fierce, and his temper was the most irritable, and he was the first to dodge, waving his fist and rushing towards the abbot.
"Holy! Little fat man, you cheat, this old monk's first punch belongs to me~! β
"What are you doing in a daze, didn't you see that Li Tai's little fat man had already rushed out? Rush me, give me a beating of these old monks~! β
"Kill and give~!" Li Chengdao, the king of Anlu County, roared and rushed towards the monk group.
Immediately, the group of sons and buddies behind him were not to be outdone and quickly followed, and now because Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin are like fire and water in the court, Li Chengdao and Li Tai can't tolerate each other in their eyes, how can they watch each other take advantage of their prestige in front of their eyes!
"Give it to the mouse!"
"Protect the Son!"
"Escort!"
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This scared a group of guards stupidly, and hurriedly pulled out their swords and guarded, for fear that one of their own masters would be accidentally injured.