Tang Seng's heart was heavy, his brows were wrinkled, his head was dizzy, and his lower abdomen was swollen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is there a toilet in this place?" Tang Seng stopped the horse and asked Sun Wukong softly.

Sun Wukong looked left and right, and then said with a pout: "No, right-click on the temple in front, can't you go to the toilet when you go there?" ”

Tang Seng looked ahead and found that there was indeed a temple, and the smile returned to his face.

Zhu Bajie also sighed deeply, and was finally able to eat a full meal.

A few people walked into the temple, but just in time for a few monks to get together and talk about things.

"Look at my robe, the materials are expensive, the workmanship is exquisite, the carvings are beautiful, and there is a faint Buddha light appearing, this is the authentic and good robe. ”

"You can really brag, look at me, it's several times better than your tattered robe in every way, and my robe is an authentic and good robe. ”

Sun Wukong turned his head to look at Tang Seng: "By the way, I never seem to have seen you wear your robe." ”

"The clothes are meant to avoid the body, and it would be good if they could shelter from the cold, but whether the robe is worn or not really doesn't have much effect, so I haven't worn it all the time. Tang Seng replied.

"I've always wanted to ask, you two poor jingles, but why are the Zen sticks and robes used, as well as the things that hold the rice, so good?" Zhu Bajie also asked Tang Seng suspiciously.

"Compared to that, can you let me go to the toilet first. ”

"In the quiet place of Buddhism, how can you discuss such a filthy thing!" The monk who was still arguing that his robe was the best robe jumped out directly after hearing Tang Seng's words and scolded Tang Seng.

"I just want to go to the toilet and relax. ”

"Bah, you are still a monk, knowing that this is a holy place of Buddhism, and you still use foul language, you guys get out, I don't want to see you again. ”

"What are you talking about!" an old monk standing behind him slapped him on the head hard, and the monk just wanted to get angry, but when he turned his head and saw the comer, he suddenly lost his temper.

"Isn't it an insult to the Buddha to discuss the nobility of the robe in front of the Buddha all day long, and punish everyone present to clean the toilet for a week. ”

The old monk had just finished speaking, and when he turned around, he found that all the monks were gone.

The old monk sighed and looked at Tang Seng: "It's all to blame for my usual negligence in discipline and letting you see the joke." ”

"Can I go to the toilet?" Tang Seng asked weakly.

After going to the toilet, Tang Seng completely changed his appearance, holding his chest up and raising his head, like a master.

After learning that Tang Seng and several monks were from the Eastern Tang Dynasty to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, the old monk first raised questions about the appearance of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie expressed their displeasure, but Tang Seng did not show it because of his presence.

After the embarrassing greetings, Zhu Bajie finally waited for the meal of his dreams, but frowned before it was served.

A bowl of clear soup with two green vegetables floating on it, is this their rice?

The old monk saw Zhu Bajie's expression and hurriedly explained that it was because the temple incense was sparse, so the temple did not have enough incense money to buy rice, so he could only eat this thing every day to live.

Tang Seng thought of the robes of the monks outside who were competing with each other, didn't say anything, and silently drank the green vegetable soup in front of him.

"It's all about the heart, no matter what. Tang Seng said.

"I just heard you say that you are a monk, can you let me see your robe?" The old monk immediately asked out loud when he saw that Tang Seng had finished drinking the clear soup.

With Tang Seng's nod and permission, Zhu Bajie opened his luggage and took out the robe that Tang Seng had never worn.

A little bit of light falls on the room through the refraction of the robe, making people feel like they are bathed in the light of the Buddha.

It was a very warm, safe feeling.

Zhu Bajie put away the robe again: "What a broken thing, the light emitted is so dazzling." Zhu Bajie muttered.

The old monk watched Zhu Bajie put the robe into the package, and felt as if his heart was torn off by Zhu Bajie and stuffed into the package.

"What a robe. The old monk said with heartfelt admiration.

"There is no such thing as a good or bad robe, but there is a distinction between those who wear it. Tang Seng said lightly.

"That's right, only you can wear a noble robe like this. The old monk hid the greed in his eyes and complimented Tang Seng.

"No, it's because I don't feel worthy of this robe that I haven't worn it. Tang Seng shook his head.

The old monk smiled awkwardly, said that he had something to do, and left the room.

"Master, I feel that the old monk is very interesting to your robe, why don't you give him the robe and ask him to treat us to a meal of big fish and meat?"

Zhu Bajie said excitedly to Tang Seng.

Tang Seng shook his head.

"Ah, this tattered robe, heavy and useless, I still carry it on my back every day, it is really better to change a bite of food. Zhu Bajie complained in annoyance.

"After all, it's something that someone else has given you, and if you lose it, it's going to be very troublesome. Tang Seng said.

"Since it was given to you by someone, then this thing belongs to you, so isn't it up to you to decide what to do with it, you wear it or not, or even lose it, and the person who gave it to you can't care about it. ”

"I can't control it, but I can't do this kind of thing when I feel sad and make others sad. ”

"You're breaking my heart right now. Zhu Bajie touched his stomach aggrievedly, the bowl of green vegetable soup just now was not even thirty percent full, and his plan to dream of a big meal was a complete ruin.

At night, Zhu Bajie casually lost his luggage and lay on the bed and snored.

Left Sun Wukong and Tang Seng face to face worried.

The old monk prepared a bed for them that exactly three people could sleep in, but Zhu Bajie alone occupied a place for two people, that is, only one person could sleep.

"Master, don't you have to sacrifice yourself to fulfill others, otherwise you will be today..." Sun Wukong looked at the remaining bed and said.

", you're a monkey in the first place, you can just find a random tree outside and hang it, why do you have to fight with me about this. ”

"I've been under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years, and I'm no longer a monkey who is used to sleeping by hanging, and I like to sleep on my stomach now. ”

"There are so many places on the ground, just find a place to sleep on your stomach. Tang Seng pointed to the ground and said to Sun Wukong.

"Why don't you go?"

"I'm your master, have you ever seen a master sleep on the ground?"

"I don't care, I want to sleep in a bed anyway. Sun Wukong said and slipped into bed.

"You dead monkey, come down for me!" Tang Seng stretched out his hand to pull Sun Wukong down.

There was a pair of eyes outside the door watching Sun Wukong and Tang Seng's every move, without blinking.