Sun Wukong heard the old monk say that he was already two hundred and seventy years old, and snorted disdainfully, "This is still my grandson!"

Monkey, you're a little too late today! Usually polite to ordinary people's homes, how can you be so presumptuous when you go to the temple of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

But Sun Wukong is right, although he doesn't know the specific age now, he has to be at least 12300 years old, and 270 years old is indeed 50 or 60 generations behind Sun Wukong. If you count from the spirit stone that gave birth to him, it was there when the world was opened.

I glanced at him and said, "Be careful! Don't bump into people without knowing how high or low." ”

The old courtyard master looked at Sun Wukong with a look of disdain and asked, "Master of the Tang Dynasty, how old are you?"

Sun Wukong grinned and was about to boast, but seeing that my face was slightly displeased, he turned to a low voice: "Don't dare to say." ”

The old monk only thought that he was crazy, so he didn't mind, and he didn't ask, so he called the little boy to come forward and offer tea.

One of the child servants took out a tray of mutton fat jade, which contained three teacups inlaid with gold, and another child servant carried a white copper teapot and poured three cups of tea.

The bright tea is like the red stamen of a pomegranate, although it is only this small cup, it fills the whole room with aroma.

This vessel, this color, this fragrance, drinking wine has said that grape wine must be paired with a luminous cup, such a fragrant and pleasant good tea has to use such a tea set to complement each other.

It was also my lack of cultivation that attracted me to this external object, and I couldn't help but praise, "Good food!"

The old courtyard owner disagreed: "It's not worth seeing, how can this be considered an object, the old man is the kingdom of heaven, and he has a wide range of treasures, like such a utensil, how can he win the prize?"

I'll go, say you're fat, you're really panting, it's not worth looking at with such a valuable thing, your cups can be exchanged for several acres of land in the countryside.

The old courtyard master asked, "The master is from Shangbang, what treasures do you have to borrow from your disciples?"

I shook my head and smiled: "I'm ashamed, I don't have a treasure in the eastern soil, and even if I do, it's a long way away, so it's inconvenient to take it with me." ”

Sun Wukong listened to my words, thought for a while and said, "Master, the robe in the luggage ......"

Before he finished speaking, I immediately frowned and rebuked in a low voice: "Put the luggage outside, there are only eighteen things in the luggage, and you are afraid of losing it in the temple, why do you talk so much today, shut up!"

After speaking, I pursed my mouth at Sun Wukong and squeezed my eyes, apprentice, I didn't mean to murder you as a teacher, but now you must not say the wrong thing, you can indeed save face for the master with a word, but this brocade robe will attract goblins.

Although I don't remember how I was recruited, after all, I haven't watched the Journey to the West TV series for several years in my previous life, and I have been in this world for more than 20 years, so it is impossible to remember it.

But I still know that the bear spirit is coming for the robe, and I still want to avoid this difficulty, so this robe is easy not to show people.

Another point, once the bear spirit is attracted, when the Bodhisattva asks me for the three hoops to subdue the goblin, you say I don't give it, but I lick my face and ask for it in the hands of the Bodhisattva, who in the world dares to ask the Bodhisattva to ask for something directly, of course, except for you, the monkey.

Sun Wukong looked at me and squeezed his eyes, and he didn't know if he really understood what I meant, but he just lowered his head and drank tea and stopped talking.

Hearing me say that there is no treasure, the old master and the other monks obviously show disdain.

Indeed, compared with the group of monks in front of me, what I am wearing now is indeed a bit "ba", and the clothes on my body have been worn since the Tang Dynasty, not to mention the old, but also broken, in front of this group of luxury lovers, it is really not to be seen.

The boy servant who served the tea said in a low voice: "You dare to say that the robe is ...... in front of the ancestor."

Xiao Tong's voice was not high, but no one happened to speak at this time, and everyone present heard his words, and the monks around him laughed.

Don't you know that this old thing likes robes! If you don't want to meet goblins, Lao Tzu's precious robes can blind you bald donkeys!

How can I scold a bald donkey, for I am also bald......

So many people are laughing at you, not to mention me, a mortal monk, even a Buddha will be angry.

Without waiting for me to turn my face, Sun Wukong said unhappily: "What are you laughing at!"

The master of the courtyard said: "The old man just said that the robe is a treasure, it is ridiculous, if you say the robe, it seems that there are more than twenty or thirty pieces of my generation, if you talk about my ancestor, I have been a monk here for two hundred and fifty or sixty years, there are seven or eight hundred pieces!"

Isn't it common sense that monks generally have only one piece of clothing? Seven or eight hundred pieces, I go, it will take two years to change one piece a day, and you are not a woman, why do you want so many robes!

Sun Wukong snorted disdainfully, obviously not believing it.

The old man also had the intention of showing, so he immediately asked someone to open the warehouse, carried out twelve large boxes and put them in the patio, opened the lock and set up hangers on both sides, and tied the ropes around, and shook off the robes one by one and hung them up, inviting us to watch.

I think that if you hold a cassock exhibition in the future, collect tickets and sell a souvenir or something, it will make a lot of money.

Look at the robes of this courtyard, full of embroidery, and the four walls of ayaluo, all of which are high-quality things that wear flowers and brocade and embroider gold.

However, compared to my brocade robe, it is far from it.

After looking at these robes, I just kept saying that it was good, and I didn't mention my own one at all, and Sun Wukong was also full of disdain after reading it, and sneered again and again.

People are old spirits, ghosts and old spirits, this old thing has lived for more than 200 years, and it is really not in vain, he still has the ability to look at people's eyes. He was not surprised at all to see me and Sun Wukong, obviously a little surprised.

The old monk asked: "The old man seems to look down on my robes, could it be that the old man's robes are better than the disciples?"

"That's it!"

It's bad, Wukong, Wukong, your two words really make a pit for being a teacher!

I don't know if Monkey King is really wrong today, or if the invisible forces in this world are doing something, even if I take the initiative to avoid it, everything still happens according to the script.

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, the old monk said: "Dare to ask the master to let me wait to see this treasure." ”

Alas, it's not appropriate to excuse it now, after all, it's in someone's territory now, and the owners of the old courtyard with the highest seniority are calling us one by one, and no matter how hard I do it, it will only be more ugly, okay, it seems that I can't avoid this difficulty, so let you open your eyes.

"Wukong, take out the robe. ”

With my permission, Sun Wukong jumped over to the suitcase and took out a bag in the suitcase.

As soon as the burden was untied, it leaked out a faint glow, and now it was night, and the light was more obvious, and the monks saw the treasure light, and they all quieted down, but they had not seen the robe, and there were still two layers of oil paper wrapped in the robe.

Go to the paper, take out the robe, shake it off, the red light is full of courtyard, the color is full of court!

What is a baby, this is it!

When the monks saw the robe unfolded in Sun Wukong's hand, they screamed again and again, and they were amazed, not to mention the old monk, who walked in front of me tremblingly and plopped down and knelt down directly, squeaking and crying.

I was so frightened by this old thing that I took two steps back.

What are you doing, do you want to touch porcelain? You don't want to hug my thighs!

The old monk said with tears in his eyes: "I don't have the fate to see this treasure!"

I hurriedly stepped forward again and picked up the old monk and said, "Why did the old master say this?"

The old monk said: "Master, this treasure has just been unfolded, it is late, but my eyes are dizzy, I can't see clearly, isn't there no such fate!"

I'm dizzy, I'm going to hehe, the brocade robe is shining, as long as you are not blind, you can see it, I think you want it, but it doesn't matter, if you really want it, I will reward you!

I'm not kidding, as long as this old thing speaks, I'll give it to him. Although the brocade robe was given to me by Guanyin Bodhisattva by the hand of the Tang King, but this thing is just a misfortune for me that will attract monsters, and it is terrible to wear it, and it can't be sold for money, I really don't want it, the last time I wore it was the only time, and I was ordered to wear it to show the people of Chang'an.

Besides, isn't it Guanyin Zen Temple here, it was originally given by Guanyin Bodhisattva, it doesn't matter if it is left to you, it doesn't matter if I am sincere, as long as you open your mouth, I will really give.

I smiled and said, "Wukong, come to the lamp in your hand, let the old master take a closer look." ”

The old monk said: "Grandpa's baby is already bright, and if you light the lamp again, it will be dazzling, let alone look carefully." ”

Sun Wukong said impatiently: "Then what do you want to think?"

The old monk said: "If the master is lenient, rest assured, borrow the disciple to take it to the back room, look at it carefully all night, and send it back to the master to the west tomorrow morning, I don't know what the respect is?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he hurriedly rolled up the brocade robe, as if he was afraid of being robbed.

Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity that you said to borrow, if you said to give, I'll really give it to you.

I smiled, "Goku, give it to him!"