The quaint palace was pitch black, the oil lamps were extinguished, and there was not even incense to worship. Stepping into the temple, there are several towering pagodas, and next to the pagoda are pine trees with a lot of incense ash, and the branches on them are tied with red ropes and wooden plaques.

The monks put on the shackles, pushed the main hall open, and asked Xuanzang to worship the Buddha in the hall.

Xuanzang went to put on a stick of incense, made a Buddhist ceremony, and then met the abbot.

The abbot wore a robe, his face was thin, he also wore shackles, and he coughed twice from time to time between actions.

"Amitabha, is this master from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?" the abbot saluted, and then asked aloud, with a hint of anticipation in his cloudy eyes.

Xuanzang was slightly surprised, and after careful calculation, he understood the cause and effect, but on the surface, he still pretended to be surprised and asked: "How does the abbot know the origin of the poor monk?

The abbot replied: "The old man does not have any unpredictable prophetic methods, but there are some grievances, and there is no clarity, and he prays to heaven and earth every day. I thought it was to alarm the gods, and I suddenly had a dream at night, saying that there was a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East who saved our lives, and the grievances could be avenged. When I saw the Master today, I couldn't help but feel a whim, so when I asked, I didn't expect to really look forward to the Holy Monk. ”

"Then tell me what kind of realm this is, and what grievances do you have in your heart?" asked Xuanzang loudly.

"It's a long story, and this place is called the Sai Country, which is a big country in the Western Countries. In that year, there were four small countries to pay tribute: Nanyuetuo Kingdom, North Gaochang Kingdom, East and West Liang Kingdom, Xibenbo Kingdom, and every year to pay tribute to the beautiful jade pearl and the concubine horse. Our country does not need to use troops or go to conquest, so it is worshiped as a state by the surrounding small countries. The abbot introduced slowly, and even showed a hint of pride on his face when he said this, as if he was very proud.

Xiong Likui nodded and said: "Since I was worshiped as a state, I think it is because the king governs the country in a way and is virtuous in civil and military affairs." ”

"This elder, the king is not virtuous, the martial arts are also bad, and he is not the way to govern the country. But my Jinguang Temple, there are Buddhist treasures on the pagoda, spraying colorful air during the day, and glowing at night; Therefore, this place is regarded as Tianfu Shenjing, and Siyi pays tribute.

It's just that three years ago, on an autumn night, there was a bloody rain, and that night there was a whining ghost, and there was a pungent smell of blood outside. When it was dawn, when I went out, I saw blood and water all over the ground, and the hearts of the families were terrified and afraid, and the people were inexplicably sentimental. The ministers played the king, and I don't know if God punished him.

Who can know that the golden pagoda in my temple is dirty, so foreign countries have not come to pay tribute in the past two years. My king wants to conquer, and some ministers advise that it is the monks in our temple who stole the treasure on the tower, so there is no auspicious cloud and mist, and foreign countries do not come to worship.

The faint king did not judge, and ordered those corrupt officials to take our monks away, torture them in a thousand ways, and inquire about the whereabouts of the Buddha treasure. At that time, there were three generations of monks in my temple, and the first two generations had been tortured to death, and now they have arrested my generation and held them in shackles.

The holy monk is above, how dare we deceive and steal the treasure in the tower! I hope that the holy monk will have mercy, great mercy, and great mercy, and use mana to save our lives!"

The old abbot couldn't help but burst into tears as he spoke, and his robe was wet.

Xuanzang was also unbearable when he saw this, and said: "Abbot, rest assured, these apprentices of the poor monks are all powerful, and they will find the lost Buddha treasure for you." ”

When the abbot heard this, he stopped crying and saluted: "The holy monk is now living in my temple, if it is not early today, I pity that there is no good thing to entertain in my temple, only some gruel!"

"Min Wu, you go and arrange a place for the holy monks and elders!"

"Yes, Abbot!"

A thin monk with an ordinary face walked out of the monks, and came forward with the sound of iron chains with bells and bells, "Elders, please come with me!"

The little monk took Xuanzang and others into the innermost part of the temple and found three guest rooms, which were quite complete, but those valuable items had been sold.

"Master, what's going on with the Buddha treasure here? Do you know?" Sun Wukong asked curiously when he saw Xuanzang's confident look.

Xuanzang nodded, and did not answer directly, but glanced at Bailongma, and then sold a pass, "Tonight, you and Xiaobai will go to sweep the pagoda with your teacher!"

As soon as Bailongma raised his head, his ears moved, and he wondered why he would call himself to sweep the pagoda tonight, but Xuanzang's decision, it didn't dare to disobey, thinking that when the time came, it would be over if he went to mix around, and it didn't take much effort to help clean the more than ten layers of pagodas.

At night, the starlight is like water, and the night breeze is slightly cool.

At this time, it was already the middle of the night, and the monks in the temple had fallen asleep.

Xuanzang took Sun Wukong and the white dragon horse to sneak into the pagoda where the Buddha treasure was stored before, and walked up the steps layer by layer, and after each layer, he cast a spell to sweep away the dust.

"Master, what are we doing here? Could it be that there is a clue to the loss of the Buddha treasure here?" Sun Wukong asked in a whisper after him.

The white dragon horse also pricked up his ears at this time, wanting to hear what Xuanzang had to say.

"You'll know when you get to the top!"

Xuanzang didn't look back, and went straight to the tower.

After a while, several people reached the twelfth floor, when the sound of fists was heard from the top of the tower above.

Sun Wukong was curious in his heart, and the monkey jumped directly over Xuanzang in a hurry.

"Drink, it's your turn, Rush!"

"Brother, let's drink together this time, come, brother toasts you!"

"Come on,!"

There is a table on the top of the tower, the table is full of wine and food, two untransformed goblins are eating wine and guessing boxing, and when they see Sun Wukong suddenly appearing, the arms of the two monsters clinking glasses are hanging in the air.

"Who are you to disturb us drinking?" said one of the youkai as he stood up and shouted, only to see that his forehead was covered with a layer of black fish scales, and the corners of his mouth were covered with flesh and whiskers, and his skin looked unusually smooth.

"What a monster! It turns out that you two stole the treasure on the tower! Eat my grandson!"

The fighting spirit in Sun Wukong's heart rose, and he raised his hand and wanted to kill them with a stick.

"Spare your life! But Sun Dasheng is in front of you? That Buddha treasure was not stolen by the two of us, don't beat us!"

"The Great Sage spares his life!"

The two monsters hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and what they said made Sun Wukong stop swinging his stick.

At this time, Xuanzang also walked slowly from the stairs, followed by a thief white horse.

Seeing Xuanzang coming, Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop stick and said, "Master, I caught two monsters with suspicious traces, it is very likely that it is related to the lost treasure!"

"Amitabha, what do you two demons have to justify? If not, then the poor monk will transform you!" Xuanzang clasped his hands together and smiled solemnly.

Although the two fish demons didn't understand what the 'degree' meant, they vaguely felt panicked, their hearts were pounding, and they hurriedly explained: "The holy monk is angry, the Buddha treasure was not stolen by us, there are other people!"