However, it was said that Wukong and the others followed Master Xuanzang, walked through more than a dozen noisy streets, and walked straight for more than an hour before they came to the gate of Hongfu Temple......

From afar, after the monk saw Xuanzang and his party, he opened the mountain gate early and respectfully welcomed everyone into the temple.

This Hongfu ancient temple, was built in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, hundreds of years through the vicissitudes of life, several ups and downs, and now has developed into an area of more than 50 acres, hundreds of monks, incense flourishing a treasure temple Zen forest.

The architectural layout of Hongfu Temple is quite neat, it sits in the south to the north, and is horizontally divided into three parts: the middle courtyard, the east courtyard and the west courtyard. The west courtyard is the Zen courtyard, which is equipped with a meditation hall, the abbot's room, the dormitory, etc.; the east courtyard is the tower courtyard, and there are 18 seven-story floating pagodas in the courtyard; the middle courtyard is the main courtyard, there are four layers of the main hall in it, from front to back stand the Tianwang Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Patriarch's Hall and the Tibetan Scripture Building.

Walking in the smoke-filled Hongfu Temple, the sound of chanting sounded in the ears, and the monks and pilgrims who came and went from time to time stopped and bowed to Master Xuanzang.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" at the same time as returning the salute one by one, Xuanzang took Wukong and others, their feet were not dusty, and they entered the west courtyard and came to the abbot's room.

"Quick, put him down!" Xuanzang instructed Wukong and Hanging Courage to let them put the little mute lightly on their meditation bed, and then took it upon themselves to rip off the little mute's shoes and socks and pull up his trouser legs.

"Oops......" Although Xuanzang was cautious and moved very lightly, the groggy little mute couldn't help but cry out in pain after being touched by the injury.

"The little donor is a little patient, and the poor monk will treat your injuries......" Xuanzang said and took out a small gourd from the standing cabinet against the wall, pulled out the gourd stopper, and let Wukong and the others sniff it separately.

"This is the best medicinal wine, specializing in the treatment of bruises, it is made by a poor monk under the guidance of a famous doctor, with notoginseng, ox knee, raw land, rice wine, etc., ......" Xuanzang poured out a little medicinal wine as he spoke, and evenly applied it to the ankles and knees of the little mute's red and swollen ankles.

During the application process, the voice of the little mute gradually became quieter. Slowly, he snored softly with a pale face......

Seeing this, Wukong and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Senior Abbot, are you back......" At this time, a confident voice came from outside the abbot.

When the sound arrived, a fat monk who was nearly fifty years old and had a ruddy face came to the house, holding a long white beard in one hand and an agate rosary in the other, and smiled at Xuanzang: "Senior brother abbot, you are finally back! It's not that the foolish brother said you, you are now the master of a temple, and you can't go out alone like before." ”

"Amitabha, what Senior Brother Xuantan taught is that if there is no major Dharma event in the future, Xuanzang will definitely calm down and guard the mountains and forests!" Hearing Xuantan's words, Xuanzang immediately clasped his palms together and bowed down and smiled.

"Senior brother is serious! What the foolish brother means is that there are many pilgrims in the temple now, you can preach in the meditation hall and let them listen to it, isn't this also Pudu sentient beings?!" Xuantan spoke with a high spirit, showing the appearance of a high monk.

"What the senior brother said is very true, the junior brother must follow the teachings!" Looking at Xuantan, who was full of Buddha's spirit, Xuanzang smiled helplessly.

"Oh, junior brother, don't be too polite! You are the abbot, let outsiders look at it, as if this Hongfu Temple is the master of my temple!" Xuan Tan said and squinted at Wukong and the others, grinning: "Senior brother, these donors are also here with you......?"

"They are friends of General Wei Chi, and they are also lay disciples of the younger brother, and one of them has been injured a little and wants to raise them in the temple for a while!"

"It's a friend of General Wei Chi...... Well, it's not impossible to recuperate here! However, it's best not to stay in the temple...... In this way, how about letting them live in the vegetable garden behind the temple?" Xuantan listened and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Senior brother is very thoughtful, and the younger brother thinks the same way! The younger brother will arrange for them to go to the vegetable garden!" Xuanzang said, called a little monk outside, and whispered a few words to him.

After a short time, the two monks carried a stretcher to the abbot's room, and after meeting Xuanzang and Xuantan, they picked up the confused little mute from the meditation bed and carried it out lightly on the stretcher.

Xuanzang, Xuantan and Wukong followed.

"Senior brother, you lead them away, the foolish brother won't accompany you......" At the moment when Xuanzang and the others turned to leave, Xuantan muttered strangely: "Alas...... It's not impossible to accept apprentices, but you can accept a group of people called Hanako to have a fart......"

"Master Xuantan, what are you talking about?!" Wukong listened to the ear, and immediately turned his head and asked.

"What do you say, the old monk is chanting, what's the matter with you!" Xuantan glared at Wukong and threw his sleeves away.

"Don't blame Master Jin, Senior Brother Xuantan is this temper! When the old abbot was still alive in the past, he was the supervisor of this Hongfu Temple, and since the poor monk became the abbot, he has a lot of resentment......" Xuanzang pulled Wukong up, and explained to Wukong while walking back: "His words were completely said to the poor monk, Jin Shizhu must not take it to heart." In addition, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, during the period of recuperation of the little benefactor, we still call each other as master and apprentice!"

"Master and apprentice are commensurate, why did the master forget? When I was at the gate of the city just now, Jin had already worshipped you as a teacher!" Seeing Xuanzang's good intentions, Wukong was quite moved.

"If you really want to worship me as a teacher, isn't Master Jin joking?"

"If the master doesn't joke with the disciple, the disciple won't joke with the master!"

"Well, okay, since I am so a teacher, I will accept you as a little apprentice!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"Since the teacher has accepted you, he will be responsible for your wisdom, so how about giving you a legal name for the teacher?"

"Please give me a name!"

"Hmm...... In the future, as a teacher, I will call you gold!"

"Gold? Is that the name of the algorithm?"

"Of course, if it's gold, it will always shine?!"

"What about the Hanging Gall? What is his name?"

"It's called a hanger!"

"Where's the little mute?"

"It's called dumb!"

"Where's Qiushui?"

"It's still called Qiushui!"

"Why is she still called Qiushui?"

"Because being a teacher is not her true master!"

"Then will Qiushui worship a famous teacher in the future?"

"Maybe!"

"What might it mean?"

"Maybe it will be, probably will, roughly, roughly, generally!"

"Haha......"

Along the way, Wukong and Xuanzang talked happily. As they spoke, everyone had passed through the back door of the west courtyard and came to the vegetable garden.

The area of the vegetable garden is about five or six acres, and now it is cold and autumn, early past the harvest season, and the garden is lifeless, empty, and looks a little desolate.

In the southwest corner of the vegetable garden, there is a small courtyard with an upper room and two wings in the north and south.

When I came to the gate of the small courtyard, I saw an old monk with a gray face and shabby clothes sitting on the stone bench in front of the door, basking in the sun and taking a nap......

"Senior Brother Xuance, are you busy dating the Buddha again?" Xuanzang came to the old monk and snapped his fingers lightly in his ear.

"Ahh......h Who is so begging...... Oh, it's the abbot, you're back...... Hey, bring so many people to see me today, and next month is my birthday?!" Xuan Ce rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up, and bowed to the ground at Xuanzang.

"Senior Brother Xuanzang, please hurry up, Xuanzang is your little junior brother, how dare you accept your old man's gift?!" Xuanzang said, and quickly helped the trembling Xuance up.

"The abbot's words are wrong, a few days ago, the monk Xuantan of the temple said, in the future, our Hongfu Temple will pay attention to respect and humility and order like the imperial court, and all the monks will bow to the abbot and the temple as if they are seeing their parents!" Xuan Ce said word by word, and his voice was extremely high, as if he was afraid that others would not understand.

"Senior Brother Xuance, Senior Brother Xuantan is talking angrily, don't take it seriously when you old man!" Xuanzang smiled and patted Xuan Ce's shoulder, and then pointed to Wukong and the others and said: "Senior brother, knowing that your old man is lonely here, my little brother specially found a few people to come over to accompany you." These are all Xuanzang's disciples, and they are the same as your disciples. One of them has some injuries and wants to be raised here for a while, so please take care of it!"

"I didn't say it, I didn't say it, everyone come with me!" Xuan Ce heard this, and let everyone into the small courtyard with a smile.

Surprisingly, although Xuan Ce looked unkempt, the courtyard and the house were cleaned up by him.

Xuanzang sat down and drank a sip of tea, chatted with everyone a few more words, and then took two monks carrying stretchers and got up.

After sending Xuanzang away, Xuan Ce arranged Wukong, Hanging Gall and Little Mute in the north wing, Qiushui in the south wing, and he himself lived in the main room.

After a few days of getting along, everyone gradually got to know each other. Every once in a while, Xuanzang would personally come over to treat the little mute's injuries, and slowly, the little mute could support the wall and go to the ground.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Wukong and others have been living in the small courtyard for more than a month.

Gradually, Wukong discovered a strange phenomenon: in addition to cleaning the house and yard every day, Xuan Ce sometimes smeared some lime and mud on a wooden Buddha in the main room that was originally intact and was one person high......

One day, while helping Xuan Ce clean his room, Wukong asked the old monk, "Master Xuan Ce, why did you destroy the good wooden Buddha in the main room?"

"Little brother, you don't understand, this is not called destruction, it is called old!" Xuan Ce said quite mysteriously: "This wooden Buddha was brought by Lord Xuantan, and he first asked me to make it as old as possible!

"Isn't Master Xuantan doing business?" said Wukong in surprise.

In this Hongfu Temple, except for a few people such as the abbot who are contemplating the Dharma, most of them refer to the Lord who dresses the Buddha and eats with the Buddha!" Xuan Ce smiled and said: "Don't hide it from the little brother, why is the old monk busy chattering here all day long, it's not because Lord Xuantan gives me a few taels of silver every month! In addition, in the past few days, Lord Xuantan has sent someone to send me an extra piece of silver, saying that I want to monitor you!"

"What are you doing to spy on us?" Wukong was suspicious.

"Oh, it's not because the abbot accepted a female apprentice like Qiushui!" Xuan Ce said in a low voice.

"It's annoying, why is this dirty-hearted Xuantan doing this?!" Wukong was furious when he heard this.

"Little brother, don't worry, I know that the abbot is a righteous man and a gentleman, and you are all good people. For Lord Xuantan, many times I am a disobedient person who just takes money and doesn't do anything!" Xuan Ce smiled slyly.

"Thank you for telling me honestly, why did Xuantan plan to deal with Master Xuanzang so much?" Wukong asked with a frown.

"Hmm...... According to my estimate, Lord Xuantan is trying to seize the position of abbot!" Xuan Ce rolled his eyes and said.

"Why is this to take the position of abbot?" Wukong exclaimed.

"Alas, little brother doesn't know, before the old abbot passed away last year, Lord Xuantan also had a hope of taking over the position of abbot......" Speaking of this, Xuanxuan paused slightly, and then gushed endlessly, telling Wukong a thrilling secret story of Hongfu Temple......