"Guanyin Temple?"

Ou Yangming rode a white dragon horse, looked at the temple not far away, and muttered to himself.

Then a smile appeared on his face, and his figure flickered, and the treasure of the robe and tin staff was instantly hidden by him.

"Wukong, follow me to the Zen temple and ask for some food!"

The two of them walked for a short time before they arrived at the door of the temple.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is a monk who came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to the west to learn scriptures. If you want to rest for a night at your monastery, you can ask for some fasting by the way. ”

A group of monks who were cleaning in front of the temple immediately raised their heads when they heard Ou Yangming's words.

When they saw Ou Yangming wearing a coarse cloth robe, they all looked at him with some disdain.

Sun Wukong saw that this was worth it.

has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and dares to belittle my grandson's master.

Ou Yangming looked at Sun Wukong, who wanted to take out the golden hoop stick, and kicked him lightly on the horse.

"Wukong, even if you want to clean up people, at least in the dead of night. Then change your body shape and go back to work. If you commit murder in broad daylight and under the bright sky, won't it make your master and me lose face? ”

After this group of monks shifted their gaze from Ou Yangming's body to Sun Wukong, their hearts were immediately shocked.

Monkey? What a monkey!

I'm a good girl, when will the monkey still lead the horse?

I look like I want to beat them up!

"Elder, come with me."

At this time, a monk wearing a luxurious robe came out of the courtyard.

It seems that the level is higher than that of this group of sweeping guys.

Ou Yangming turned over and dismounted and handed it over to Sun Wukong to lead.

"When the elder enters my Guanyin Monastery, don't you go to worship the Bodhisattva?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong smiled.

"Hahaha!! Do you know who my master is? Guanyin Bodhisattva? Even the Buddha and my master don't have to worship! ”

"Wukong, how can you be rude? As for the monk's words, they are not unreasonable. Entering the temple to worship the Buddha has been a rule since ancient times. ”

Ou Yangming clasped his hands together and taught Sun Wukong a lesson.

Sun Wukong pursed his lips, and secretly said in his heart, if there is someone, you are a monk, and if there is no one, you are a smiling tiger.

"Forget it, forget it, since you don't want to go to the Bodhisattva. Then let's go and see the courtyard master first, and ask the old man to arrange the room for your master and apprentice. ”

After they entered the Guanyin Monastery, the monks who had swept the floor before began to discuss Ou Yangming and Sun Wukong.

"Look at these two monks, what are they wearing? Coarse linen clothes, it's really shabby. ”

"That's it! It is! There is also the monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth, accepting a beast as an apprentice, and it is really thanks to the monk that he can think of it. ”

"People are from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, where there are abundant products, maybe there are some treasures in them!"

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"Master, they scolded the two of us. It's really annoying to my grandson, I really want to beat them to death with a stick! ”

Ou Yangming glanced at Sun Wukong, who was scratching his ears and cheeks, and said slowly.

"You monkey, you have already entered the Buddha Gate, and you are still shouting and killing all day long. If you want to kill someone in the future, you want to teach a lesson, understand? In this way, even if you are listened to by others, you will only think that you have no manners, and you will not be wary. ”

"Master, why do I feel that you have become more insidious since you became a monk!?"

Syllable!

Sun Wukong covered his head and stepped back with a look of grievance.

"Two, please inside!"

Ou Yangming then led Sun Wukong into the room of the master of the Guanyin Zen Academy.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn startled the old courtyard owner.

The Buddhist scriptures in his hand fell on the table.

"I heard that the holy monk of Dongtu came here, and I just came out to see him."

The tone of the words was somewhat dissatisfied.

The disciple who served next to him immediately answered.

"Our old master is a virtuous monk, and it is easy to see people."

Ou Yangming clasped his hands together and pronounced another Buddha name.

"I don't know if the old courtyard master is inlaid with gold or silver? It's so hard to see? Back then, in Chang'an, the poor monk was always called the plague god. It is because countless virtuous monks have been beaten back to their original form by poor monks. I don't know if the old master, a great virtue, can withstand the bad luck of the poor monk. ”

When the old courtyard owner heard this, he was immediately choked.

The disciple beside him stretched out his hand and pointed at Ou Yangming and shouted.

"You monk is so rude, we treat you well, you actually sarcastically mock the great monk of our old courtyard master, in vain!"

Ou Yangming ignored him, but instead taught Sun Wukong a lesson.

"Wukong, this person knows the face but doesn't know the heart. There are always some monks, in the name of the Buddha, who do that kind of swaggering and deceiving. There are countless people, known as great monks. This great virtue was not sealed by himself, but by others.

So don't always think that your Monkey King name is so good. In fact, in the eyes of the people of the Three Realms, you are just a horse breeder. ”

The old courtyard master waved his hand and said.

"It is worthy of the holy monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, every word and sentence is always thought-provoking. Come on, serve tea, serve good tea. ”

Ou Yangming looked at the old courtyard master with the same complexion, and secretly said that this person's face was thicker than his own.

But if you think about it, you're about to live for three hundred years, and you're already a good person.

"I don't know how long the old courtyard master will live this year?"

As soon as he heard Ou Yangming ask him how old he was, the old courtyard master's eyes narrowed and he waved his hand.

"Small! Small! The old man was very young, only two hundred and seventy-six years old. ”

Although this is self-modesty, judging from the expression of his old face, it is clear that he is proud.

Ou Yangming also smiled, he patted Sun Wukong's head and said.

"The old master is really long-lived! My apprentice is only a thousand years old, and when it comes to children, his life is also miserable, and he was crushed under the mountain, and he spent 500 years in vain. ”

These words choked the old courtyard master again, specially, your apprentice is a thousand years old.

What kind of thing am I, a man in my 200s?

I'm afraid I don't even have the qualifications to be your apprentice.

At this time, a little monk brought tea and served it.

"Master, tea is here."

I saw this little monk holding a plate of mutton fat jade in his hand, and on the plate, there were three tea bells inlaid with gold in blue. Next to the teacup, there is a white copper kettle inlaid with gold, and the food utensils are served, which makes people love it.

"Master, how is this tea set?"

After suffering a secret loss from Ou Yangming twice and three times, the old courtyard master picked up the tea set again and asked.

"Generally speaking, I think that the poor monk raised a dog in Chang'an back then, and the utensils that the dog used to eat were exactly this kind of thing. Ay! Unexpectedly, the poor monk will one day use things that only pigs and dogs use.

But there is no way, after all, this is not my Datang territory, and the lack of materials is also natural. Do the math, the poor monks have walked more than 10,000 miles. Now that you have a sip of hot tea to drink, you will swallow it. ”