Chapter 38 Fancy Xuanbao, Woe to Guanyin Temple

"The live stream begins. ”

After preliminarily handling the affairs of the independent sub-prison area, Cui Shi was in a good mood.

Making some wine money is not the key, the key is that he is now speculating that there will be many people who will be put into prison from the Journey to the West World after trial in the future, even gods and monsters, and he needs an independent supervision space, otherwise this special group of criminals will make trouble, and other ordinary police officers will not be able to touch the slightest vein.

The live broadcast was carried out as usual in the evening, and finally the outline of the Guanyin Temple was seen from afar.

Layers of palaces, stacked corridor rooms, all the way is the evergreen pine and cypress wood, next to the bell and drum tower, the floating pagoda stands coldly.

When I got closer, I saw four big characters in the main hall of the mountain gate - Guanyin Zen Temple.

Tang Seng was overjoyed and said: "The poor monk has been enlightened by the Bodhisattva several times, and he has been recreated with grace, but he has not had the opportunity to pay more respects and thank him. When I meet this Guanyin Monastery today, it is like seeing a Bodhisattva, and I have to thank you......"

Cui Shi smiled slightly, and did not argue with Tang Seng.

The name of Guanyin Monastery is loud, but the quality of the monks in it is not to be mentioned.

Even if you don't talk about the old abbot Elder Jinchi who tried to kill people and seize the treasure, even if it is the Guangmou and Guangzhi who made suggestions from his subordinates, it is not a good thing. The so-called upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and other chaotic monks, although the character is not written in the Journey to the West, but they are all raccoon dogs.

[This temple is good. 】

【Tasteful!】

[It's a pity that it's going to be burned......]

[Ahem, the upstairs is too deep into the play, and it's fake to burn it, what are you worried about.] 】

[No, didn't the anchor say that this time he chose to enter the Guanyin Academy in a low-key manner, and if he didn't show off his robe, he wouldn't have ignited the fire. 】

[Pull it down, just the anchor's urine, do you believe he doesn't cause trouble? 】

[Poof!Please tell your story upstairs......]

In general, the barrage is quite calm, and most of the audience will not complain because they enter a Zen courtyard door.

Cui Shi followed behind Tang Seng, looking quite low-key, but carefully observing the overall structure of this temple, every courtyard, every temple.

He can do it without showing off his robe.

But who dares to guarantee that the robe will not be burned without showing off?

In case it is still difficult to escape, now that you have observed the terrain, you will be more proactive when the time comes.

Not long after, the old master of the Guanyin Monastery personally came out to greet the monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, this name is not trivial after all.

Cui Shi quietly looked at this old monk who looked kind, and saw that he was wearing a Pilu square hat on his head, and in the middle of the square hat was inlaid with a shining opal! Cui Shi didn't know about jewelry, but with his dazzling style from a few meters away, it was definitely worth a lot.

In addition, this old monk is particular about his whole body, brocade wool shirt, bright jade hair and gold edges, a pair of monk shoes, and eight treasures. Even a crutch in his hand has a faint flow of nebula brilliance, which is not ordinary.

Tang Seng clasped his hands together and said: "The old courtyard master, the disciple Tang Sanzang bows." ”

"I heard from the little ones that I came to see the master of the Tang Dynasty in the East Soil. ”

Tang Seng said politely again: "Rashly visit the treasure land, I don't know what to do, forgive my sins." ”

The old monk returned the salute, "Don't dare, how many miles is there from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

Tang Seng said: "From the border of Chang'an, there are more than 5,000 miles, all the way through the two realms of the mountains, after at least nearly a month, the road is very urgent, and there are five or six thousand miles, before it is considered to be a precious land." ”

"Heh, that's thousands of miles away, hard work. ”

The old monk nodded and smiled: "Little ones, serve tea." ”

[I rub, five or six thousand miles so much?]

[Tang Seng didn't brag, the anchor came out of Wuzhi Mountain, what day did he come. 】

[It's thirteen days now, according to Tang Seng, there are four or five hundred miles a day, although I rode a horse in the later stage, but I still don't feel so fast. 】

[I can't stand you guys picking out the details, Journey to the West says that there are 108,000 miles to learn scriptures from the West, and if you follow the algorithm on the earth, it will be enough to go around more than once. But in fact, Xuanzang's westward journey in history was just from Xi'an to India. 】

[Did you notice the old monk's dress just now, the props team is very attentive, each one is quite tall, and it is really full of treasures!]

[Rub, it's full of treasures, in our place, that's the pig it said!]

Soon, there was a little monk with a delicate face, holding a plate of mutton fat and white jade, on which were placed three tea cups inlaid with gold. Another little monk carried a teapot made of silver and poured three cups of fragrant tea.

Even with Tang Seng's indifference, he couldn't help but praise: "Gourmet utensils, good things!"

The old monk showed a smug look in his eyes, but he pretended to be modest and said: "Where is it, the old man is from the Heavenly Empire, and he has seen a lot of things, how can this kind of crude equipment in the mountains and wilderness enter the eyes of the law?

Tang Seng shook his head and said, "I'm ashamed to say that I don't have any treasures in my eastern soil." Even if there were, it would be difficult to carry it for a long time......"

When the old courtyard master heard this, he was very disappointed, and asked again and again, Tang Seng just shook his head and shirked it, Cui Shi sat aside and smiled, never interjecting a word.

[Haha, it's really a low-key Monkey King. 】

[But this old monk is a little annoying, people say no, and they don't stop asking questions, it's really grinding.] 】

[System News: "A Cute Baby" was renamed "Dean of Guanyin Academy". 】

[Dean of Guanyin Academy:, can you blame me for this! You have to show the robe, so that I can see the intention of making money and set fire to kill people, now I am doing this, I can't complete the task, who is it?]

[I'll go, the upstairs will play, has it been changed to a black bear spirit?]

Because of Cui Shi's low profile, the plot direction is no longer the same as the original work, and the old monk has not seen the treasures of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and he is unhappy.

But he stayed in the Guanyin Monastery for two or three days, and he almost didn't annoy Cui Shi to death.

Every day, there are all kinds of big monks, small monks, fat monks, thin monks, tall monks, and short monks, wearing all kinds of silk and silk robes, gold and silver threads, and all kinds of jewelry and accessories, dangling in front of Tang Seng and Cui Shi.

In and out of the words, there is no lack of ridicule that the monk of this Eastern Land is too poor and sour, and he can't even take out a decent thing.

"Master Tang, look at my robe, can you still get by?"

"The Tang Dynasty in the East is huge, but there are no treasures?"

"Haha, this gold-inlaid jade Buddha bead, I'm afraid you haven't seen it, right?"

......

[Grass, what quality!]

[This Nyima is a monk?]

[Ask the anchor to order the grass Guanyin Academy, Lao Tzu can't bear it. ] 】

[I suddenly regretted it, but now it seems that Sun Wukong blew the flames upside down in one breath, and it was good to burn down this Guanyin Temple, relieving his anger!]

[Great Sage!Clean up these greedy monks who look down on people. 】

It seems that he has committed the wrath of the people?

Cui Shi looked at the barrage and smiled bitterly, originally thought that his wife had passed the section of Guanyin Temple peacefully, but now it seems that there is no need to get used to those poor monks who have never seen the world.

Baby?

Let's open your eyes!