Chapter 781: Lantern Festival

"Amitabha! The old man has lost his welcome, sin, sin. An old monk led all the disciples to greet Ou Yangmingdao in front of the temple.

Wukong and the others were naturally happy to see their master so respected.

And this time, they didn't scare anyone.

When the old monk saw Wukong for the first time, not only was he not frightened, but he smiled at them.

"How dare you, how dare you. The poor monk learned scriptures from the west, passed by the precious land, begged for a bowl of rice, and immediately traveled west. "Ou Yangming gave a salute, it feels so good to be respected!

"Elder Datang, what a talent. Learning from the West is not a great perseverance, but a great wish. You two, hurry up and prepare the meal. A few of you, help the holy monk lead the horse and carry the burden. ”

The old monk casually pointed to a few disciples around him and asked them to prepare, and then said slowly.

"Holy monk, you came at the right time, my Jinping Mansion is just going to celebrate the Lantern Festival."

Ou Yangming looked confused, what's the matter, you also have a Lantern Festival in India?

Could it be that after 2,000 years, he plans to preemptively register for China's Lantern Festival and complement each other with Koreans?

The old monk looked at Ou Yangming's blank expression, and knew that he was confused, and hurriedly explained.

"Holy monk, our Jinping Mansion has dealings with Tang Dynasty merchants, so the Lantern Festival is going to be celebrated."

But as soon as he explained this, Ou Yangming's mood became even more depressed.

Nima!!

The poor monk learns scriptures from the west, demons and monsters all the way, and he has to go to the fate if he has nothing to do.

What the hell is Datang Business Travel?

Why don't they have any!!

"I knew that it would be better to let the master follow the Datang caravan, so that the old pig and I can live in peace and security in Gao Laozhuang." Zhu Bajie followed behind and muttered quietly.

The sand monk who walked behind him heard that his face was so black that he could drip ink.

Wukong turned back and was ready to fight.

Bajie protected his head and was immediately silent.

Although Ou Yangming also heard it, he remained silent about this second disciple.

No one can cure this mess.

"If the holy monk is fateful, he can still see the Bodhisattva tonight." The old monk seems to be showing off, you are not far away to go to Tianzhu Da Lei Yin Temple, worship the Buddha in the west and ask for scriptures. And in my Jinping Mansion, every year during the Lantern Festival, there are Bodhisattvas coming.

Ou Yangming pursed his lips, it's just three rhinoceros essences, you really have to be a Buddha!

However, he didn't break it, and the rhinoceros essence of the family has not harmed people for thousands of years, but just deceived sesame oil. The rest of the time is spent cultivating in the mountains. What is he doing if he has nothing to do to destroy other people's good deeds?

Having said that, if the three rhinoceros spirits don't have eyes, he just takes them.

Wukong doesn't believe in the three of them, a Lantern Festival, a Bodhisattva or something, where is there any time to manifest?

The group had finished their fast, rested for an afternoon, and the evening came.

The old monk got up from the futon, looked at the four of Ou Yangming's masters and apprentices, and said, "Elders, please go to the city with the old man to enjoy the lanterns!" ”

A group of people got up and walked towards the outside of the temple.

"Second Senior Brother, what are you doing?" Sha Seng looked at Zhu Bajie with a strange expression, because this guy was motionless, looking up at the starry sky.

Bajie still didn't move, only to hear him say stupidly: "I don't know what the situation is like this year in the Guanghan Palace!" ”

Wukong listened to it, eating the bowl and thinking about the pot!

Don't forget, you Gao Laozhuang still has a cuilan!!

"Oops! What's the matter with us! "Sha Seng rolled his eyes, what is the situation in Guanghan Palace, and it has a relationship with you?" Also, Second Senior Brother, don't look at the moon. Looking at the moon is going to cause trouble, so let's look at the lights. Look at the lights, nothing bad! ”

"Ahh You black old sand, I will smash you a glass cup, I will smash you with ten thousand arrows through the heart. "Bajie is annoyed, looking at the moon is going to cause trouble? This is talking about the fact that he molested Chang'e back then and was beaten down to the mortal world!

Sha Seng's face is dark and abnormal, Nima!!

Can you not mention the glass cup, and there are ten thousand arrows piercing the heart?

Now that I think about it, it really hurts when the quicksand river pierces my heart every day!!

"If you hadn't mentioned the moon first, could I have caused trouble?"

"Hey! I miss my relatives every festive season. The words fell, Bajie kept up with the large army, and Sha Seng also shook his head, looking at the sky, with a look of longing.

Only the monkey, with an indifferent face.

Without him, Huaguo Mountain is not in the sky.

"Folks, wait for the Buddha to come, you must keep the order, just kneel and kowtow, don't disturb the Buddha!! My Jinping Mansion is all year round, the wind and rain are smooth, rich and healthy, and they all rely on the favor of the three Buddhas. ”

An old qualified person stood on the stage built to speak.

"Fragrant, so fragrant!" Bajie, who was following behind him, suddenly spoke.

Ou Yangming turned his head and glared at him.

Bajie immediately stopped his voice and didn't dare to say anything more.

The old monk smiled and said: "It is worthy of being an elder of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and from such a distance, he can actually ask about the taste of crispy sesame oil." ”

"Crispy sesame oil?"

"This crispy sesame oil is a specialty of my Jinping Mansion. This oil is worth two taels of silver per tael, and thirty-two taels of silver per catty. Every year for the Lantern Festival, we have to prepare three lanterns, each weighing 500 catties. Add up to 1,500 catties, and 48,000 taels of silver. The old monk said this, not without a look of pride.

Looking around, who else can take out such a handful of sesame oil, who else can give him Jinping Mansion?

Zhu Bajie and the others smacked their tongues.

Although they are all immortal figures, they have never used mana to make a fortune.

These 48,000 taels of silver are an absolute amount of money for them.

Of course, they don't look down on this huge amount of money.

As he spoke, a group of five people had already arrived in front of the oil lamp.

Looking at the oil lamp in front of them, like a vat, the three of Wukong nodded.

It's a big shot, and the closer you get, the more fragrant it is.

Bajie has been restraining himself, restraining himself not to be desperate, suddenly rushing out, stealing oil to eat.

The old monk touched the huge oil lamp and said with a smile: "These silver patterns are all donated by the people of Jinping Mansion. Whether it is a peddler or a wealthy businessman, they all donate voluntarily and dare not embezzle.

Because of the blessing of the three Bodhisattvas, my Jinping Mansion has a bumper harvest every year. Therefore, it is also the merit of the Bodhisattva to study Buddhism and discuss the Dharma and be honest and righteous. ”

Speaking of which, the old monk's face was full of piety, without the previous pride and the atmosphere of the market.

It seems that the next moment, the Bodhisattva will cross him away and go to the West Heaven Great Lei Yin Temple to practice.

"Senior brother, that oil is so fragrant, I really want to taste it, old pig."

Goku turned his head and gave him a look.

In other people's land, you should be honest!

And this is used to worship the Bodhisattva, you are an outsider, go up to steal oil to eat, and if you are discovered, I am afraid you will not be able to get out of Jinping Mansion.

Bajie saw the monkey's eyes and immediately wilted.

Dead monkeys, stinky monkeys, can't you take advantage of the conversation between the master and the old monk to give him a cover and steal oil to eat?!