said that after listening to Xuan Ce's narration, Wukong was immediately angry......

"Master Xuance, thank you for speaking up, and I'm going to tell the abbot ......" Wukong was impatient, so he pulled away and left.

"Oh, little brother, why are you in such a hurry? You just told the abbot, and he won't believe the old monk's crazy words!" Xuan Ce pulled his throat and smiled evilly, watching Wukong leave the small courtyard in a hurry.

When he came to the temple, Wukong did not see Xuanzang in the abbot's room, and asked a few little monks to learn that the abbot got up early in the morning and hurriedly went up to the scripture building.

The Tibetan Scripture Building is a three-story building, Wukong found the third floor from the first floor, and searched for a long time, only to find Master Xuanzang sitting in the pile of old papers in a dusty warehouse at the corner of the stairs on the third floor.

"Master, do you still have the leisure to read? I'm going to be bored!" he shouted as he gasped.

"It's gold, you came just in time, I want to find you for the teacher! This "Qingjing Sutra" took a morning to find for the teacher, if you take it back and take a closer look, it will be of great benefit to your wisdom!" Xuanzang saw that it was Wukong, so he smiled and stood up, picked up a pre-selected book, dusted it with his sleeve, and stuffed it into Wukong's arms.

"Master, you know in your heart that you practice Buddhism, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, something big is going to happen in Hongfu Temple!" Seeing that Xuanzang ignored his words, Wukong shouted more eagerly.

"What's a big deal?, as a member of Buddhism, is there anything bigger than practicing enlightenment?" Xuanzang patted Wukong's shoulder and smiled slightly.

"Master, I don't know, Xuantan of that prison temple is digging out his mind, and wants to take your ......abbot position step by step," Wukong said, lowering his voice and repeating what Xuan Ce had said.

"Do you believe Senior Brother Xuance's crazy words......" Xuanzang listened, frowned slightly, and then smiled calmly, "Ten years ago, Senior Brother Xuan Ce was the head monk in the temple, and once he accidentally tripped over the threshold and injured his head, since then, he has been a little incoherent and crazy!"

"What?!......!

"Crazy, yes, yes! I was clear for a while, confused for a while, I must have been crazy again recently, otherwise how could I make up such a large set of crazy words that are true and false, and unbelievable!" Xuanzang sat cross-legged on the ground as he spoke, picked up an ancient book with a yellowed cover, glanced at Wukong and smiled, "Jinzi, don't be stunned, if you have nothing else to do, sit down together to read the scriptures and cover your eyes with the teacher! In the future, you will take care of Senior Brother Xuan Ce for the teacher, and in addition, you must take time to study the "Qingjing Sutra" well. ”

"Yes, Master, this "Qingjing Sutra", the disciple will study it carefully, and the disciple will take good care of Master Xuance, as for accompanying you to read the book, it is better to avoid it, the disciple is upset at the moment, so he will not disturb your tranquility......" Wukong said and bowed to Xuanzang, and went downstairs full of doubts.

On the way back to the courtyard, the more Wukong thought about it, the more he felt strange: Master Xuan Ce is a madman? How is that possible? He and Master Xuan Ce have been together for dozens of days and nights, and they have not found any mental problems with this strange and lovely old monk...... But how can Master Xuanzang's words be explained? Could it be that Master is afraid of the obscenity of Xuantan in the Prison Temple? No, no, with Master's stubborn and upright temperament, how could he easily bow his head...... In order to take care of the face of the monks and maintain the overall situation of the temple, the master, as the abbot, is unwilling and unable to believe that the Hongfu Temple, which is famous for its holy land of Buddhism, under his leadership, has become a vanity fair that wears Buddhist clothes, eats Buddhist food, fights for me, and is full of copper smell today, just one year after the old abbot died......

Unconsciously, Wukong returned to the small courtyard with a complicated mood, but saw Qiushui, the little mute and the hanging gall hurriedly helping Xuan Ce to smear lard, pot bottom ash and other things on the wooden Buddha.

"Swarm...... Lord, you return ...... Here it is, Xuan...... Master Strategy: Let's help ...... If he does it, he is going to open it...... Salary!" The little mute smiled, his leg injury had recovered from eight or nine floors, and his walk was slightly bumpy.

"Little brother, I'm right, did your master say that what the old monk said was all crazy! He might even say that when the old monk was a monk ten years ago, he accidentally fell on a big horse and broke his brain!" Xuan Ce turned around and smiled while rubbing oil on the Buddha statue with one hand and black with the other.

"Master Xuance, don't think about it, the abbot just said that you fell and injured yourself!" Wukong hurriedly explained.

"Little brother, don't cover up for the abbot! He is right, I fell not lightly at that time, but that was just the appearance, and in fact, I saw the Buddha of the West Heaven and the Guanyin Master came to the mountain gate together, and in addition to being excited, when kneeling for them, I accidentally fell. Later, I described what I had heard and seen to the monks in the monastery, and they all said that I was talking crazy things, and after a long time, everyone said that I became a crazy monk!" Xuan Ce smiled helplessly.

"Xuan...... Strategist, you decide...... Isn't it crazy...... Monk, you're open...... Tianyan, you and I are ...... Sister Water is a ...... Kind, autumn ...... Sister Water arrives at ...... At night, than white...... The sky is still ...... Clear, one ...... A god that ordinary people can't see...... Fairies and ghosts, she can see them...... See you!" The little mute interjected, listening amusemently.

"Little brother, as soon as you have the spirit, you start talking nonsense again!" Qiushui reprimanded with a red face on the side.

"Yes, Qiushui girl actually has such a miraculous ability?!" Xuan Ce looked at Qiushui in surprise and said with a smile, "In comparison, the old monk's eyes are not as smart as the girl! The old monk can sometimes see, sometimes he can't, and sometimes he can't, sometimes he can't be spiritual, at most he is two or five eyes!"

"Xuan...... Master Cerate, you don't call this a second ...... Five-eyed, you're called Shao...... You're still ...... I don't know, Autumn ...... Sister Shui's ability is ...... with us. Compared to the Lord, that is only a small ...... Seeing Xuan Ce's look of worship, the little mute suddenly opened his mouth, "You go to Jiang...... Inquire on the lake, who ...... I don't know ...... our group The Lord Jinshan is five ...... Qi ...... who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace a hundred years ago The Great Sage of Heaven came to the world! Growing up in the West...... Ann on the road, from the husband...... Zimiao to Feng...... Huangshan, from the broken ...... Touling to Luo ...... Brake country, we are ...... I don't know how many gods the Lord has defeated...... Immortals, ghosts...... Monsters!"

"Really?!When you first came, I felt that you group leaders were little gold...... No, no, no, Mr. Jin is not a mortal, but I never dreamed that Mr. Jin would have such a special cause for creation......" At this point, Xuan Ce was already dumbfounded.

I don't know if I was too excited, or if I was deliberately playing tricks, but after a while, snot and saliva came out of the nose and mouth of Xuan Ce, who had an exaggerated expression. After being reminded by everyone, Xuan Ce, who knew that he was out of shape, hurriedly wiped it with his hand. In an instant, the already disgraced Xuan Ce completely turned into a black face. When everyone saw it, they immediately burst into laughter!

As he spoke, the sky gradually darkened, and the biting northwest wind whistled along with the boundless twilight!

The yang energy dissipated, the winter night was cold, everyone had dinner early, and went back to their rooms to rest.

In the middle of the night, Goku, who was asleep, was suddenly awakened by a loud * sound. Got out of bed in his clothes, picked a lamp, and gently pushed open the door of the house, a cold wind swept into his face with snowflakes, and Wukong couldn't help but shiver!

When I came to the house, I saw a heavy snow flying in the sky unexpectedly, and the ground and the roof were all white.

Listening closely, Wukong realized that the sound came from the main room! When he came to the door of the main room, he broke a bamboo strip on the lantern, and it took a long time to open the latch of the main room!

At this time, the little mute, the hanging gall and the autumn water also heard the sound. When everyone arrived at the house, they found out by the light that Xuan Ce was hunched over, wrapped in bed, trembling and babbling, looking like he was infected with a bad cold!

"Brother Shan, it's freezing this day, the house is like an ice cellar, Master Xuan Ce is old and frail, and he is suddenly infected with wind and cold, if he drags on until dawn and then heals, is there still his life?"

"There is no other ...... now A good way, I think let's ...... first Our quilts are all ...... Come here, cover him...... on, let him ...... Sweat!"

"Thicker covers won't solve the fundamental problem, it's better to find a pot of charcoal fire and light it in this house!"

"Okay, let's go and hug their quilts first, and I'll solve the problem of charcoal!" Everyone expressed their opinions, and Wukong made the final decision.

Soon, after a period of chaos, Xuan Ce's body was covered with five or six more layers of bedding, as if piled up into a small mountain.

Next is the key issue of charcoal, Wukong searched inside and outside the courtyard for a long time, and finally set his eyes on the black and bright wooden Buddha in the main room!

"Buddha, I heard that your old man once fed a tiger with his body, and now the matter is urgent, so I will use your statue to light a fire to save people!"

Since the wooden Buddha had just been smeared with lard, it burned very quickly! As the fire grew, the inside of the main room eased up.

After about an hour, Xuan Ce's * voice slowly changed from loud to small, and finally disappeared.

Wukong came to the bed and touched it with his hand, and the hot forehead of Xuan Ce was already cold! Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

After a while, at dawn, the snow had stopped, and everyone was rushing around the charcoal fire, when the autumn water suddenly screamed!

"Brother Shan, just now, I saw an old nun coming over on the snow, walked into the house, fed Master Xuan Ce a pill, and then turned around and explained a few words to me, let me quickly say something to you......" Qiushui's face was full of panic, trembling all over, and his face was pale......