He rolled his eyes, and quickly figured out the joints, so he complained even more about Hou Feilai, "You apprentice, tell you not to fight for wealth, don't compare with others, how to end up now?" ”

Hou Fei didn't argue, but waited until late at night, and Tang Seng hugged the bunk and carried the luggage, and quietly hid in the firewood room next to the white dragon horse.

Originally, a good meditation hall could not be lived, but it had to be laid in the firewood room, Tang Seng pouted his ass and tidied up the cover, his mouth was like a long-tongued woman who did not open the door, and the complaining words collapsed one after another.

Hou Fei had no choice, so in order to block Tang Seng's mouth, he had to throw a bait.

"Master, do you want the sheep fat jade plate, the three gold-inlaid tea bells, and the matching white copper kettle?"

Tang Seng paused, and the sound of breathing immediately became heavy.

He pretended to admonish: "Monks should not be greedy, that object is the teacher's favorite." ”

Hou Fei smiled, when you were fighting with the old monk in front of you, your eyes were almost straight, you were obviously greedy for other people's treasures, and you still wanted to hide it from me?

So he asked, "Do you just say you want it?" ”

Tang Seng hesitated for a moment, and a small bean sprout that he didn't know when he had been buried in his heart suddenly sprouted under the temptation of Hou Fei's words.

He meditated cross-legged on the bed, clasped his hands together, and chanted the words in his mouth, "Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color......

Suddenly, his brow jumped, and a sentence popped out of his mouth, "How can you get that tea set?" Amitabha, if you hurt the harmony with the teacher for this small object, it will be a little unbeautiful. ”

Hou Fei laughed and said, "Don't hurt the peace, Master, but please rest assured, tonight you will be quietly wronged in this firewood room, but before that, you have to pass the tight spell to me." ”

Tang Seng remembered the old woman's advice when she passed the mantra to him, hesitated slightly in his mind, and soon was occupied by the exquisite tea set, so he beckoned to him in a low voice, "Apprentice, don't come over quickly." ”

A quarter of an hour later, Hou Fei came out of Tang Seng's firewood room satisfied.

He looked at the full moon in the sky, and after admonishing the white dragon horse, he directly took out the banana fan and sat down in the sky above the temple.

It's dark though.

In a corner of the back of the temple, the lights are still bright.

The old monk sat on the bed, with two lamps lit next to him, rubbing the smooth tight hoop with one hand, and shedding tears while touching it.

The monks who followed him cried in a panic.

The boy who took care of the old monk's living explained to everyone: "My father-in-law has been crying since he returned to the room, and he has not stopped. ”

The monks in the room looked at each other, and finally the master of the courtyard who was standing at the front asked suspiciously, "I don't know why the teacher is crying?" ”

Other monks followed and asked, "Master, why are you crying?" There's always a reason, right? ”

The old monk sighed heavily, looked at the monks with cloudy eyes, and still pinched the tight hoop tightly in his hand, "I cry that my fate is shallow, and I can't see Tang Seng's baby!" ”

Someone at the bottom persuaded: "My father-in-law is old, and he used to be arrogant, this tight hoop is placed in front of you at this moment, whether you pinch or fall, no one cares about you, why cry?" ”

The old monk touched a handful of tears and sighed again, "In this way, you can only watch for one night." ”

"I'm two hundred and seventy years old this year, and there are hundreds of robes, but unfortunately they are all mundane things, and they can't match a treasure of Tang Seng, how can I not make people sigh in chagrin?"

Another monk persuaded: "Master's words are wrong, that Tang Seng is just a foot monk who has left his hometown, you are so old, and you can enjoy enough, why envy a foot monk?" ”

"That Tang Seng has a golden hoop circle, but I don't, how can I not envy it?"

"As long as I think that tomorrow this golden hoop ring will be returned to Tang Seng, my heart is like a knife, if I keep it for a few more days, it will be dead, and it will not be in vain to live a lifetime, alas!"

Speaking of which, it is back to this golden hoop.

The monks muttered together for a while, and then came up with an idea.

"Master, what's so difficult about this? If you are reluctant to keep this golden hoop for a few more days, we only need to keep the Tang monk and apprentice for a few more days, why cry so bitterly? ”

"Alas! How do you know? It is to keep it for a few more days, and it will not last long, this treasure is Tang Seng's thing after all, before he leaves, I will return it to him sooner or later, as long as I think of me separating from this baby, I will feel distressed and grief! ”

Everyone comforted for a long time, and it was only then that they understood the thoughts in the old monk's heart.

It turned out that I was still reluctant to give up this glowing golden hoop and wanted to keep it for myself.

The monks discussed it again, and finally Qi Qi set his eyes on the face of the courtyard master at the front of the crowd.

The master of the courtyard was kicked by everyone, and he was also a little panicked in his heart, "What are you staring at me for?" ”

"I've come up with a long-term idea, but I still need the head of the courtyard to nod."

"How long?"

"It's easy to say, the Tang monk and apprentice came from Dongtu, and after walking all the way, they were already so tired that they turned over on their backs, and now I'm afraid they have fallen asleep."

"We picked a few powerful ones, took guns and knives, opened the meditation hall, killed him, and buried his body in the back garden, only my family knew, but we found his white horse and bag, and left the golden hoop ring as a family heirloom, isn't it a long-term plan for our descendants?"

Several people said the dirty thoughts in their hearts, which startled the courtyard owner.

"By no means, a monk sent me a message before, this Tang monk and apprentice are not mortals, his apprentice is highly skilled, almost a god, and can fly in the sky, how can you do this?"

"Is the owner joking? I think he also has two shoulders against one head, how can he fly in the sky? ”

"This matter is true, more than one person in the courtyard has seen it, not to mention his apprentice, it is the white horse, it is not an ordinary thing, it is said that he has already passed the spirituality, and he can lead the reins of the little donkey alone to find the manger, I am afraid that he has become a fine beast."

"By doing this, are you not putting the whole monastery in danger?"

The monk who came up with the idea before saw that the master of the courtyard said firmly, although he didn't believe it in his heart, it would not be easy to argue, he was silent for a while, and then came up with an idea, "The monk said that the monk of the Tang Dynasty has the ability to control the clouds and fog, and he is not afraid of swords and axes, but will always be afraid of fire, right?" After he fell asleep, we lightly surrounded the meditation hall with dry firewood and burned it, which was the Daluo Immortal, and there was no possibility of survival. ”

"In this way, we only need to lose one meditation hall."

When the monk finished speaking, he immediately attracted the other monks in the room to echo him.

It was the old monk who sat on the bed, and he stopped crying, and patted the edge of the bed with joy and shouted, "Good, good, good!" It's a brilliant plan! ”

The owner of the courtyard still insisted on his opinion, "No, for the sake of an object that can be used as a family heirloom, putting all of us in a dangerous situation, the risk is too great, it is not appropriate." ”

After arguing for a while, the old monk suddenly fell to the ground holding on to the edge of the bed.

He stared at the courtyard master in front of him fiercely, and ordered with a dissatisfied face: "Hurry up and prepare a horse with me, I want to go out overnight, you are so afraid of things, I will go to find the master who is not afraid of things." ”

"Master, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

"Hugh is verbose, go and prepare the horses."

Everyone was in a mess all of a sudden, only the courtyard master in the crowd squinted at the old courtyard master, as if he had guessed where he was, but he didn't say anything to stop him.