I saw that the temple was desolate and overgrown with weeds.

In the corner of the temple, there are dozens of monks in shackles and locks.

Their bodies were yellow and thin, and their monks' robes were tattered.

The most serious thing is that there are more than a dozen monks, who were hung up, facing the Buddha, with a face of lovelessness.

"Master, what are they doing here?"

Ou Yangming looked at Zhu Bajie who was asking, with an expression of "You ask me, who am I asking?"

In short, it's not performance art, that's it!

However, Jinguang Temple seems to be a little familiar, but for a while, I can't remember it.

People are always like this, and there are often some things that come to the lips, but they can't express the sense of familiarity.

"Amitabha! I don't know where the elders came from and where they are going? ”

Ou Yangming listened to some familiar questions, and naturally answered.

"The poor monk is a monk who came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to the west to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures. Passing by your temple, I want to rest, and by the way, I want to ask for some fasting food. ”

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Ou Yangming snorted a few times in his heart, after all these years, this sentence was about to become his mantra.

I hope that when I leave the world of Journey to the West in the future, when someone asks him something, don't reflexively say it.

In case someone frightens people, who is responsible?

"Hey! Elder, look at the people here, all of them are yellow and thin, they can't even eat, where is there any leftover, for you to eat! ”

"Master, you shackles, for what? And those who were hanged, could it be that you made some mistake and were punished? ”

Sun Wukong, a monkey, couldn't hide something in his heart, so he asked directly.

The old monk sighed, his eyes were red, he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say!" ”

Then the four of Ou Yangming were introduced into the courtyard, and a few bowls of cold water were poured for all as tea.

"Jinguang Temple belongs to the sacrificial country, and the sacrificial country is a big country in Xibang. Every year, there are the South Moon Tuo Kingdom, the North Gaochang Kingdom, the East and West Liang Kingdom, the West Ben Bowl Kingdom, the tribute jade pearl, and the concubine horse. As long as the sacrificial countries do not fight and do not go to the conquest, the four countries will worship the sacrificial countries as the upper states. ”

The old monk said this, and Ou Yangming immediately knew what was going on.

But he knew, but his apprentices didn't!

Looking at the three Wukong who were full of interest, Ou Yangming was not embarrassed to interrupt others.

"Since you worship as a state, I think that you, the king, have a way, are virtuous and virtuous." Zhu Bajie also dragged a few sentences of literary language.

After hearing this, the old monk in the shackles almost didn't cry.

"Elder, I, the king of the sacrificial country, am not virtuous in literature, nor good in martial arts, and the monarch is not a good thing! In my Jinguang Temple, there is a pagoda, and the pagoda enshrines the Buddha's treasure relics. During the day, auspicious clouds shrouded and the mist rose. At night, the glow of the sun is sprayed, and even from thousands of miles away, you can see the colorful air on the pagoda.

Therefore, the four countries think that our sacrificial country is Tianfu Shenjing, and they only pay tribute every year. It's just that three years ago, there was a bloody rain, and the Buddha treasure relics were gone! The pagoda has been bleak since then, and there are no more auspicious clouds. The four kingdoms stopped paying tribute every year, and the ministers framed us for stealing the Buddha relics.

The faint king didn't look into the matter, and those dog officials took my monks away, tortured them in a thousand ways, and pursued them in every way. At that time, I had three generations of monks here, and the first two generations could not stand the torture and died. Now they have arrested us and asked us for sin, and we have been put in shackles and chains. The Buddha is above, how dare we deceive and steal the treasure in the tower!

Isn't it because there is no tribute from the four countries that the king vents all his resentment on our group of innocent monks? God is pitiful, the monks in the temple, who doesn't know that the Buddha treasure relics are the foundation of our life? ”

As he spoke, the old monk began to cry.

How much grievance does this have to be for an old monk over fifty years old to cry regardless of the howling of so many people?

"Elder! You don't know that dozens of monks go out every day to beg for food. The people of the Sai Country, because they no longer have the name of Tianfu Shenjing, hate us to the core.

Walking down the street, punching and kicking us, it's all normal. Even if you are beaten, every time you get back, there is not enough food to eat. In the past few days, several young monks have starved to death one after another. I'm ....., I'm bitter! ”

Ou Yangming pursed his lips, how could he not hear a thing or two about the old monk's words.

It told him that there was no fasting in the temple.

The second is to hope that he can save Jinshan Temple.

He looked around at the monks around him and looked at a pair of eyes full of anticipation.

Ou Yangming was about to say something, but choked.

"Master, what are you hesitating about, we can't ignore this matter!"

"Oh! When did you become nosy, you monkey?! ”

Ou Yangming stared at Sun Wukong interestingly and asked with a smile.

"Master, didn't you say that since you can't cross people, what kind of scriptures do you take? My grandson, this is not the nature of a living Buddha who has been educated by you. ”

Looking at the monkey with a hippie smile, Ou Yangming touched his head.

Since his proud disciples have all spoken, can he still say no?

Just for Wukong, a monkey, the credit of all these years after he saddled the horse is enough.

"Alright, let's leave for Sai Guo now. Meet this mediocre king for a while! ”

"Thank you, Holy Monk! Thank you, Holy Monk!! ”

Yo, the poor monk helped you, and then you became a holy monk?

Before the four of them could get hot, they hurried off again.

Zhu Bajie refused to eat fast.

However, when he thought that the Saisai country was a big country, the king would not be stingy, and his hands and feet immediately became nimble.

The four of them walked on the road, looked at the national capital of the Saisai country not far away, and began to talk.

"Master, I'm about to arrive in the national capital, just thinking about it, I'm excited. The capital of a country, how big is that! There's fun, there's good food, and so much to see......"

Before Zhu Bajie finished speaking, Monk Sha, who was carrying the burden on the side, suddenly interjected.

"And beautiful women! There are many beautiful women, too! ”

Ou Yangming, Zhu Bajie, and Sun Wukong stood up suddenly, looking at Monk Sha with a bewildered expression.

The sand monk didn't know anything about it, and walked by himself.

It wasn't until they were more than ten meters away from Ou Yangming and the others that they stopped consciously.

Sha Seng turned around a little stiffly, looked at the three people with a confused face, and said in a slurred manner.

"I'm ....., I'm saying it for the second senior brother!"

"Pull you down! Senior Brother Sha, your own heart is dirty, and you accidentally told the truth. After that, everything will be relied on the old pig me. Master, do you see that?

Don't look at Senior Brother Sha's usual honesty, but if you want to say that being a person is the purest, it's still an old pig! I'm the only old pig by myself, and I often keep what is in my heart. ”