Late at night, there are two lights in the temple, one from the guest room and one from the abbot's bedroom.

The abbot sat in the dim room, and couldn't help crying secretly, and the two little monks heard the cry and hurriedly ran over and asked, "It's so late at night, why is the master crying?" ”

The old man wiped away his tears and said, "How can it not be sad that I have lived two hundred and seventy years old, and I have only a few hundred torn robes, but I have never been able to obtain such a treasure?" ”

The little monk said, "Master, you are very old, it would be good to be able to see this robe today, you can enjoy your old age in this temple, it is better than those who are ascetics, right?" ”

The abbot said: "Although it is good for me to live a clean life in this temple, I still can't get this precious robe after all, even if I wear it for a day, I am willing to die!" ”

The little monk said: "What's so difficult about this, if you want to wear it, just keep Tang Peng for one more day, if he stays for one day, you can wear it for one day, and if he wants to keep it for ten days, then you can wear it for ten days?" ”

The abbot said: "Today he came up to beat the old monk, and he didn't show it, where did I have a chance to wear it?" ”

While he was talking, there was a little monk named Guangzhi, who said to the abbot: "Abbot, it is easy to get a long time." ”

When the abbot heard this, he rejoiced and said, "My son, what do you think?" ”

Guangzhi said: "Then Tang Peng and the two are walking people, they are tired and tired, and they should have fallen asleep now."

Some of us came and took guns and knives, covered their faces, opened the meditation hall, killed them, and buried their bodies in the back garden. ”

The abbot asked, full of joy, but only then did he wipe away his tears and say, "Good, good, good!" It's a brilliant plan! "Even if you pack up your guns and knives.

……

On the first quarter of the moon, the night is dark.

The time happened to be the third watch, and the Guanyin Temple was still silent on the surface, but secretly there was already a dark tide.

More than a dozen black-clothed people appeared in the Guanyin Temple, they all covered their heads and faces, only a pair of eyes were exposed, they were tiptoeing towards the meditation room where Tang Peng and they were staying, they were holding sticks and ropes in their hands, they must have wanted to do some robber acts.

Gently picking the latch with a small stick, the door slowly opened, and a dozen people rushed up and pounced on the head of the bed.

The dim moonlight filtered through the half-open screen, and I saw a person lying at the head of the bed.

The man in black rushed up, and the person on the bed was taken aback, and was about to struggle and shout, but was tied up firmly. One of the men in black covered the mouth of the bound man and said, "Tell me, where is your baggage?" ”

Then loosen your hand a little bit to prevent him from yelling.

I only heard the person who was tied up gasping and scolding: "Bastard, Yuanjue, don't you even know me?"

How did you get to me? "Abbot?"

The black-clothed people hurriedly lit candles and shone them, and sure enough, it was their abbot, and everyone hurriedly loosened their ties.

"Abbot, why did you come here, what about those two Tang Dynasty monks?"

The guy named Yuanjue ripped off the black cloth on his head and asked.

"Rubbish!

I also asked you how you came to my meditation room! ”

The abbot scolded angrily.

Everyone turned their heads and looked around, and was surprised, this was really the abbot's meditation room, and they were obviously entering the guest room of the West Chamber!

At this time, Tang Peng and Sun Wukong were peeking on the rooftop, and when they saw the confused appearance of this group of people, they almost laughed out loud.

It turned out that Tang Peng and Sun Wukong made a maze in the temple, making people unable to distinguish the direction, and then made these black-clothed monks think that they had arrived at the West Wing guest room, but it was actually the abbot's room.

Anyway, it's okay, why not tease them? Tang Peng thought in his heart. That's why there is a maze or something.

The poor abbot was dreaming, but he was tied up by his own disciples.

What do you think we should do now? The abbot asked the masked monks.

At this time, a masked monk named Guangmou said: Just now Guangzhi's junior brother was not good, I think the hairy face and thunder guy must know some witchcraft, as the saying goes: The demon is afraid of fire, if you want to kill him, you need to see the movement.

That white face is easy to kill, and that hairy face is hard to kill; What if you can't kill him, but don't you bring disaster to yourself?

I have a way of not moving swords and guns, I don't know what you want? ”

The abbot said, "My son, what do you do?" ”

Guangmou said: "According to the opinion of the little grandson, now he has gathered the big and small houses in Dongshan, each of them has to have a bunch of dry firewood, got the three meditation halls, set a fire, and taught him to have no way to go, and even the horse will be burned."

It was the people in front of the mountain and behind the mountain who saw it, and they only said that he was careless, went to the fire, and burned down my meditation hall.

Those two monks, but they were not burned to death?

It's good to hide people's eyes.

Isn't the robe our family heirloom? ”

When the masked monks heard this, they were all overjoyed.

Du Dao: "Strong, strong, strong!" It's even better, it's even better! ”

……

"Master, master, that Jinchi grandson is going to burn you and take the robe for himself!"

Tang Peng looked at the wolf smoke billowing from the house, and said to Wukong: "Don't you know how to spell, quickly put a shield on the master, it's not good to burn the master." ”

"That makes sense."

Wukong plucked a hairbolt from his body, and with a 'boom' blow, a spell shield immediately appeared on Tang Peng's body. "Wukong, you want to kill your teacher!"

"What do you mean, how can I harm the master?"

Goku was puzzled.

"You forgot what you said before, one monkey hair is not as good as multiple monkey hairs, why are you reluctant to pluck a few more?

”“……”

Wukong was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the master to have such a good memory, although the quality of the things that changed from multiple monkey hairs was excellent, but the changes from one monkey hair were not much worse.

"Wukong, the monkey hair is plucked and rises again, the master is only one, and if he dies, he will be gone!"

Tang Peng scratched at Wukong's body for a while, as if pulling weeds.

"Master, it hurts, these are almost enough!" Wukong grinned in pain, blaming himself for the last time he took in the little white dragon, he told the master that many monkey hairs were of good quality, which led to today's results.

Sure enough, the fire shelter turned into more monkey hair was extremely majestic, even if the fire was next to it, there was no burning sensation at all.

"Master, you hide in the fire shelter first, and I'll go out to settle accounts with those monks!"

Wukong was jealous and hateful, and rushed out with a golden hoop stick.

Tang Peng was anxious when he heard it, those monks were all his own monsters, how could Wukong snatch them away with so many foodie spots. "Goku, wait!" Tang Peng shouted, "The monks pay attention to compassion, you are still addicted to killing, and if you do this, you will have to recite the mantra as a teacher!" ”

In the past, Wukong grabbed monsters, Tang Peng was helpless, since the Guanyin Church tightened the spell, how could Wukong grab foodie points.

"Master, they want to kill you, this kind of wicked person can't be left."

Wukong persuaded bitterly.

Tang Peng couldn't bear Wukong's sadness, and pretended to be sad: "Okay, Wukong, you blow a gust of wind, blow the fire to Elder Jinchi's room, and burn that old thing!" ”

"That's a good idea, it was burned by fire, not killed by us!"

Goku smiled. In fact, Tang Peng wanted to let the fire burn people half to death, and then directly use a Zen stick to make up for it, which is equivalent to picking up foodies for nothing, which is convenient and fast.

Boom! Wukong cast a spell slightly, and the fire in the room began to spread to Elder Jinchi's room.

"Wukong, as the saying goes, there is a debtor who is wronged, this temple is called Guanyin Temple, and the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva is enshrined, and there are such bad people, you immediately go to the Bodhisattva to ask for an understanding!"

Tang Peng calculated that from here to Luojia Mountain in Guanyin in the South China Sea, even if Wukong had a somersault of 108,000 miles, it would take a long time to go back and forth.

"Wukong, go find the Bodhisattva to move the rescuers, there is a shield on the teacher, just wait for you here, go and return quickly!"

"It makes sense, the incense of Guanyin is enshrined here, she dares to connive at the murder of the villains, my grandson will go and ask for an understanding!"

Sun Wukong rose into the air and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Wukong go, Tang Peng got up from the bed with a carp and successfully took Wukong away, now is the best time to earn foodie points.

Tang Peng walked out of the spell shield made by Wukong, not to mention, the fire was fierce, and Tang Peng felt his skin roasted from afar. Fortunately, Tang Peng is now a monk, and his physical strength and defense are very strong.

Taking advantage of the fire, Tang Peng quickly rushed out of the room with the nine-ring tin staff, and came to the Jinchi Elder room like a gust of wind.

Elder Jin Chi looked at the fire outside and was overjoyed, burning Tang Peng's robe was his own!

At this time, Elder Jin Chi suddenly found that the roof of his house was on fire.

"What's going on?"

Boom!

Just as he opened the door and was about to escape, he happened to be knocked to the ground by Tang Peng, who rushed in.

"You're not dead?"

"You're not dead, how could I die!" Tang Peng held a Zen staff, his eyes like electricity.

Elder Jin Chi shook his head, in disbelief, and at the same time scolded those disciples and grandchildren in his heart, what a bunch of waste, this thing can't be done well.

"You're here to ask for a robe, aren't you?"

Elder Jinchi saw that Tang Peng was covered in pimples, trembling, deliberately delaying time, waiting for the monk to come to the rescue.

"Asking for a robe is secondary, today is mainly here to kill you!" "Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!"

Elder Jin Chi waved his hand again and again.

"Dare to murder Lao Tzu, if you don't give some color to the paralyzed, you won't know how powerful my Tang Peng is!" Tang Peng didn't bother to work hard with him, so he waved his Zen staff and smashed it down.

Bang bang bang!

It was like smashing a watermelon, and when the two canes went down, Elder Jin Chi was out of breath.

Tang Peng was still surprised, why did the other party be so unbeaten, and then thought about it, he was now a foundation builder, and it was normal for him to have more strength than before.

"Ding, congratulations to the owner for getting +20 foodie points!" Tang Peng was a little dissatisfied, this old thing was only worth 20 foodie points, but it was not surprising to think that the other party was still a mortal.

If a mortal is 20 foodies, then it's a critical strike chance? The system said suddenly at this time.

Am I? What the hell is Critical Strike Chance? Tang Peng asked suspiciously.

Hasn't the host played the game? Critical Strike Chance can make monsters even better!

You mean the monster, uh! Phew, what's going on in this gold pool? What's the hell going on? Tang Peng's eyes lit up.

It's a 15-point foodie spot! The system says.

Tang Peng: ...... I'll go!

……

There was a brocade robe on the table, and Tang Peng was not in a hurry to take it.

According to the plot in Journey to the West, there should be a black bear spirit from Black Wind Mountain who will steal the robe next. There are also monks outside who don't stop adding firewood, although there are also foodies to kill, but Tang Peng doesn't want to startle the snake, what if he scares the black bear spirit away.

If the black bear spirit doesn't come to steal the robe, there's no reason to kill him!

Tang Peng was waiting left and right in the room, but the black bear spirit just didn't come.

"The black bear spirit is too inefficient!"

"It can't be a robe in the house, and the monster can't see it, right?"

Tang Peng hesitated, and simply hung the robe on the window, so that the black bear spirit could see it as soon as it came and steal it.