Chapter 647: The Abbot Who Refreshes His World View

The abbot walked out of the temple and saw Ou Yangming dressed in Buddha light and with a peaceful face.

There are more bursts of Zen sound around, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

At first glance, people have to secretly say in their hearts, it is really a virtuous monk who came to the world!

Ou Yangming took advantage of the abbot to look at him, and also looked at the abbot.

I saw this abbot, with a fat head and big ears, and a beer belly.

At first glance, this guy usually eats a lot of food, and he doesn't even know how much meat he has touched.

Looking at his eyebrows again, there is a slight meanness.

It seems that this is an abbot who hates the poor and loves the rich, not a monk who only knows how to fast and chant scriptures.

"The holy monks from the Tang Dynasty have lost their welcome and have lost their welcome."

The abbot clasped his hands together and smiled all over his face.

But when his eyes saw Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others, his mother shouted out.

"This and this, this ....., isn't this a monster?! Come on! There are youkai! ”

Ou Yangming looked at the abbot who was so frightened that he fell to the ground, pronounced a Buddha name, and explained.

"Amitabha! Abbot, don't be surprised! Don't be surprised! These three people are not monsters, but my three disciples. Although they were all monsters who occupied the mountain as kings before, but since they entered my sand gate, they have come to eat fasting and chanting Buddha all day long, and they have never hurt people's lives. ”

The abbot stopped Ou Yangming to explain, and saw that although Sun Wukong and the others looked terrifying, they did not have the slightest evil spirit.

He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up.

"Holy Holy Holy ....., Holy Sang. Your apprentices are too scary. Let's get down to business first, I heard that you came to my Baoling Temple, planning to spend the night and eat some fasting by the way? ”

"Exactly."

The abbot smiled, and he looked like he had seen a gold ingot that could walk.

"The holy monk is from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and his outfit is even more extraordinary. Presumably, he must have brought a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, so I wonder if I can give a little money for the sake of sesame oil in this temple? ”

As he spoke, the abbot rubbed his hands.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others, their eyes widened.

The mouth is full of copper smell, what kind of person can be an abbot?

Also, who has ever seen a monk sitting on the ground asking for money for sesame oil from a walking monk?

This kind of face is too shameless, right?!

The abbot of Baolin Temple has vividly refreshed the worldview of the three Monkey Kings.

"Amitabha! Although the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty, he did not bring any gold, silver and jewelry. If the abbot wants sesame oil money, it is really difficult for the poor monks. Moreover, since ancient times, there are clouds, and the temple is the hall of our Venerable Master, and there are three liters of rice when you see the mountain gate. Why do you ask me for money for sesame oil? ”

The abbot snorted coldly, looked at Ou Yangming from head to toe, pointed to his robe and said.

"If you don't have sesame oil money, then you can take off this robe and use it as money for living in the temple and eating fasting. Otherwise, if you go west, about four or five miles away, there is a thirty-mile shop, and there are people selling food in the store, which is convenient for good accommodation. ”

Sun Wukong is really angry, this shameless abbot.

Bang dang!

I saw that the golden hoop stick had been taken out by the monkey and stomped down to the ground.

Rumble!!

The ground paved with bluestone slabs was suddenly shattered by him.

"Ahh

The little novice screamed and hid behind the abbot.

The money-hungry abbot swallowed as he looked at the broken stone slabs on the ground.

Without him, the human head is not as hard as the slate!

"Will you let us stay? Do you want to prepare a fast? ”

Ou Yangming chose to ignore Sun Wukong's behavior at this moment.

Your grandmother's idea of daring to beat the poor monk Jin Lian's robe, Lao Tzu didn't slap you to death, all because of these years of fasting and chanting Buddha, washing away the evil spirit of the body.

"Let's let !! Hurry up...., hurry up and get ready for fasting! ”

The abbot looked at Sun Wukong's evil spirit, and if he didn't agree with him, he was about to break his heavenly spirit cover, and he responded in an instant.

Although I am unwilling, it is better than losing my life.

At the same time, he also thought in his heart, is this your disciple who eats fasting and recites Buddha?

Is there any Shamen disciple who is full of evil spirits?!

No matter what the abbot thought in his heart, Ou Yangming couldn't hear it.

"Amitabha! Wukong, don't teach your junior brother badly. In the future, you are not allowed to use a stick to scare people, a bluestone slab, this is all money! ”

"Yes! Be! Be! What Master said was, what he said. ”

The abbot looked at the master and apprentice who were singing and harmonizing, and covered his chest.

Nima!

You guys can play good people, I feel sorry for you!

Four people, how much rice do you have to eat!

After arranging the meditation room and eating the fast, the abbot is about to retire.

But when he was leaving, Sun Wukong called the abbot.

"Oops! Say what about you! Don't go, you old abbot, why are you so greedy for money? Where have you put all the monastic precepts? ”

The abbot was questioned by Sun Wukong, he turned around, first sighed, and then explained.

"Hey! In previous years, the king of Wuji country, a good monk, our Baolin Temple was built by the king himself. The king hoped that the Buddha would give him a positive result. Who knows, three years ago there was a walking monk.

This foot monk was also lucky, when the king was offering incense in the temple. I saw him in rags, bald and barefoot. So I asked him to come in, but the monk made things difficult for the king in words.

The king was very unhappy, and in a fit of rage, he immersed him in the river of Yushui. soaked for three days and three nights, and then stopped. Since then, there has been a great drought in the country of Wuji, and the king ordered us monks to ask for rain.

You also know, where will we, ordinary monks, ask for any rain? After that, I don't know where to go, a Taoist priest came out. That Taoist priest has the ability, he can call the wind and rain, and he can do anything.

Then the king stopped believing in Buddhism and became a Taoist. He even regarded the Taoist priest as a guest of honor and canonized him as a national teacher. The incense of our Baoling Temple is not as good as a year after year. That's why I became greedy for money, not greedy for money, the monks in my temple, what do you eat and drink? ”

After listening to the cause and effect beforehand, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others nodded before they nodded.

"I see, Master, I don't think the king of this black chicken country is a good thing. If he sincerely believes in Buddhism, he will not immerse others in the river for three days and three nights because of quarrels!

We Buddhists don't seem to have such persuasion! It also deserves the drought in this black chicken country, but it is a pity that the people here have suffered. It's a pity that there is such a hypocritical king on the stall. ”

Ou Yangming looked at Sun Wukong, who shook his head and sighed, and stretched out his hand to hit him.

"When did you have such a good heart, you monkey?"

"That's it! It is! Just pretending to show us. ”

Zhu Bajie also followed Ou Yangming and "buried" Sun Wukong on the side.