Along the way, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but look sideways and look at the little monk.

He is the legendary Tang Xuanzang?

The first monk of the Tang Dynasty in the official history, the Sanzang Master, the reincarnation of the golden cicada who fascinated countless female goblins in "Journey to the West", Tang Seng?

Although Journey to the West is just a novel, what Li Daoxuan traveled through is not the Tang Dynasty in the official history, there are many demons and monsters here, and those high-flying immortals and Buddhas have long disappeared.

Thinking of the little monk's natural insight, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but suspect that he was really the reincarnation of the golden cicada, a Tang monk who could live forever by eating a piece of meat.

I don't know if he can lose the skin of his hands or feet, and he can leave it for the master to eat......

"Daochang Li, what have you been watching me do?"

Xuanzang touched his smooth head and wondered.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels that Daochang Li looks at him with the same gaze as when the master sees the silver.

Li Daoxuan coughed and said, "It's nothing, it's just that you look like an old man of mine." ”

After a pause, he said tentatively: "Xuanzang, do you want to go abroad...... Is it the idea of leaving Datang and going to the West to see? ”

Hearing this, Xuanzang's master, Master Sanle, was slightly stunned and glanced at Li Daoxuan without leaving a trace.

Xuanzang frowned and wondered, "Why did you leave Datang?" ”

He shook his head and said firmly: "The little monk is from the Tang Dynasty, so naturally he will not leave the Tang Dynasty, Daoist Li, don't make fun of me anymore." ”

Li Daoxuan laughed in his heart, Tang Seng said that he didn't want to go west, this was the biggest joke.

However, Li Daoxuan saw that he was sincere when he said this, and when he mentioned the West, there was no trace of yearning in his eyes.

That's fine, after all, now that the gods and Buddhas have disappeared, who will set up a game for him?

If there is no protection from Brother Monkey, let alone 9981, it will be difficult to get out of the territory of Datang, after all, the current Datang can hide a lot of demons and monsters.

Talking along the way, Li Daoxuan also learned about the situation of the two of them.

Master Sanle was the presiding officer of the Chengda Dacheng Temple, and Xuanzang was his only disciple, and the two settled in Yuzhang City.

At first, Li Daoxuan was puzzled, why did the host of a temple fall to the point of street performance?

It wasn't until he saw Dacheng Temple that he understood why.

Broken, really broken!

The entire Dacheng Temple is in tatters, in disrepair, the walls are crawling with green vines, and many of the wood are rotten, revealing a musty smell.

The plaque at the door has faded, and the handwriting is not clear.

Li Daoxuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this miserable degree was almost catching up with his master's True Yang Taoist Temple.

Entering the temple, there was no one inside, and in the entire Dacheng Temple, there were only two monks, Master Sanle and Xuanzang.

Master Sanle sighed: "Don't look at the dilapidated here, but ten years ago it was quite prosperous, but it's a pity that the last abbot Master Huihai saw the wrong person and chose me to succeed him, so Dacheng Temple became more and more desolate, and then even the disciples escaped, and I was almost starved to death." ”

He touched Xuanzang's bald head and said with a smile: "Fortunately, one day, I released water by the river and picked up a wooden basin, and there was a baby boy in it, which is now Xuanzang." ”

As he spoke, he slammed Xuanzang's bald head.

"Why are you still standing stupidly, I'm hungry for the teacher, go cook!"

Mutter~~

Master Sanle's stomach made a scream, he smiled, and said to Li Daoxuan: "Let the donor see and smile." ”

Xuanzang glanced at the master, then rolled up his sleeves, and at a young age, he walked into the kitchen and began to cook skillfully.

Master Sanle took Li Daoxuan to visit Dacheng Temple.

The temple is not large, there are only three temples, and in the middle is dedicated to Shakyamuni, on the left is Amitabha Buddha, and on the right is Maitreya Buddha.

What surprised Li Daoxuan was that the statues of the three Buddhas were very dilapidated, and the gold paint was almost gone, and it looked like someone had taken it down.

He glanced at Master Sanle.

Master Sanle smiled and said: "I deducted the gold paint, during that time, Xuanzang was waiting to be fed, and the valuable things in the temple were all sold, so I could only deduct the gold paint for money." ”

After a pause, he smiled and said: "Actually, it doesn't hurt if there is no gold lacquer, Sanqing can be made of clay, why can't the Buddha?" ”

Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, feeling that this sentence was a bit Zen, but the next moment, Master Sanle broke this Zen.

"Hehe, I think the donor likes Xuanzang very much, and I can't bear to see Xuanzang starve with me......"

He pushed the merit box and said, "Donor, you're here, do you want to give some incense money anymore?" ”

Li Daoxuan smiled, he took out three taels of silver and put them in the merit box.

"A little heart, thank you Master for taking me in tonight."

"Hehe, you're welcome, you're welcome, the poor monk wishes you would come every day!"

Master Sanle's eyes lit up and he smiled from ear to ear.

After a while, Li Daoxuan walked around the three temples and saw a plaque hanging outside the courtyard, on which four big characters were written crookedly.

Don't look outward!

Li Daoxuan suddenly understood why Dacheng Temple was deserted, the pilgrims bowed and donated silver, but when they walked out of the door and looked up, good guys, don't ask for it!

If you don't go out of business, who will go out of business?

……

Evening.

The vegetarian dishes made by Xuanzang were very fragrant, and Master Sanle ate them very happily, and Li Daoxuan was hungry, but it was a pity that he was still in the early stage of Bigu and couldn't eat it.

After eating, Xuanzang consciously cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, then washed his hands, held a Buddhist scripture, sat under the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, reflected the faint candle flame, and began to chant gently.

His voice is pure and clear, his demeanor is peaceful and quiet, and at a young age, he has a bit of a monk's temperament.

The Buddha's eyebrows were lowered, as if he was looking at the little monk chanting.

Ancient temples, Buddha statues, candles, novices......

It's as beautiful as a painting.

Listening to his chanting, Li Daoxuan felt that he had become calmer.

An hour later.

Li Daoxuan came to his room, where Xuanzang had already helped him clean up, although it was simple, but the dust and everything had been cleaned.

He sat upright on the bed, and at this moment Xuanzang and Master Sanle had already fallen asleep, and he could even hear the thunderous snoring of Master Sanle.

Li Daoxuan did not sleep, but pinched the five thunder talismans in his hands, secretly vigilant.

When night falls, the dirty things are most active, and the enemies hiding in the shadows may take the opportunity to strike!

……

Outside Dacheng Temple, an old man on crutches stood quietly outside the door, hunched over.

In the moonlight, his shadow is very eerie, with a long fluttering tail and sharp-beaked monkey gills, like a weasel standing on two feet!

There was some hesitation in his eyes, and he had been lingering at the door for a long time.

After Li Daoxuan entered the Tsing Yi Temple, he didn't dare to follow anymore, and he didn't dare to set foot near the Tsing Yi Temple at all.

Fortunately, soon Li Daoxuan left the vicinity of Tsing Yi Temple and walked on the street alone.

During that time, he followed again and was ready to start, anyway, it was just a clone, and it was a big deal to explain it in Yuzhang City.

However, what he didn't expect was that the two monks suddenly appeared.

The little monk was nothing, but the fat monk made him a little unable to see through, and he didn't dare to start for a while, he wanted to wait for them to separate before making a move, but he didn't expect them to live together!

The revenge of killing the son is not shared!

And as Huang Daxian who has been cultivating for 800 years, although he is only a clone, he is also proficient in many demon arts, and his deeds are not shallow, even if this fat monk really has some skills, he must not be willing to fight with himself for a stranger!

After a moment of hesitation, he finally made up his mind.

Just tonight, revenge!

He wants to let that little Taoist priest pay for his blood debt!