Chapter 64: Giving You Face?
After picking up Bajie, several people continued to travel west.
After more than ten days of climbing mountains and mountains, I finally saw a magnificent city in front of me.
Looking at it from a distance, its prosperity once made Chen San mistakenly think that he had gone in the wrong direction and returned to the territory of Datang.
But seeing that the surrounding plants and trees are not the usual varieties of Middle Earth, I was a little relieved.
Bajie saw the city and said happily: "I finally don't have to sleep in the mountains and forests tonight, maybe I can have a full meal."
Chen San didn't speak, he crossed the mountains and mountains for more than half a month, and he couldn't stand it anymore, let alone Zhu Bajie.
Thinking that they would be able to get food soon, no, they were fasting, and the master and apprentice regained their vitality and walked quickly towards the city.
Black Chicken Country.
Seeing the three big characters on the city gate, Chen San finally continued the plot in his mind.
At this time, it was still early, and the country of Wuji was full of business and travel on weekdays, and several people entered the city gate without being stopped by the guards.
Zhu Bajie looked at the noisy market, unconsciously put his fingers into his mouth again, and said embarrassedly: "Master, there are so many shops, where are we going to fast?"
Chen Sandao: "The monks are not vulgar, let's find a temple to live in."
Sha Seng went to ask for the road and learned that there was a temple in the north of the city, Chen San took care of his appearance a little and walked north with a few people.
In the evening, the temples of resplendent gold and luxury come into view.
That's right, it's the temple complex.
"It seems that the king of this place must be a person who worships the Buddha, otherwise how could there be a temple of this scale."
It is rare for Sha Seng to take the initiative to express his opinion.
Chen San nodded with satisfaction: "I didn't expect Wujing to have such knowledge, if the teacher didn't guess wrong, this should be a royal temple."
As soon as he heard the word royal, Zhu Bajie became even more energetic.
Emperor Lao Tzu's temple, that food level ......
As he spoke, he took the initiative to ask Ying to go and pass it on.
was stopped by Chen San without accident.
"You look ugly, in case you scare people, let's go for the teacher."
Chen San straightened his monk's robe again and strode to the gate of the temple, intending to let them see the talents of the Eastern Earth Celestial Dynasty with a refreshed attitude.
For some reason, before dinner arrived, the temple gate was closed.
Knock politely at the door, and soon the courtyard door opens from the inside.
is a teenage monk.
Chen San still showed his identity as a scripture learner, hoping that the other party could stay with a few masters and apprentices.
The little monk said that he had to ask the host about this matter, so he trotted inside.
After waiting for a while, a big monk with a leading style walked out.
"You're a monk from the Tang Dynasty?"
Chen San said modestly: "It is the poor monk who passed by the treasure temple and wanted to spend the night for a night, and hoped to host the almsgiving." ”
Strange, this monk didn't show shock and surprise when he heard his identity as a Tang Dynasty holy monk, how much does this disdain mean?
The great monk looked at Chen San, and Xu saw that he was dressed sloppily, and said impatiently: "No, no, no, you can go find another place." ”
Chen San saw that he was about to eat the closed door, so he played the emotional card, blocked the courtyard door that was about to close, and said: "Presiding elder, as the saying goes, the monks in the world are one family, and they are all kind to others. ”
"Five? That's even worse, you go quickly, Hugh wants me to chase you! ”
Seeing the face of the presiding philistine, Chen San frowned: "Is it really not good?" ”
"No way!"
Chen San nodded with a smile, and said in his heart: If you have the ability, you won't ask Lao Tzu for a while!
Returning to the place where Wukong and the others were resting, Chen San deliberately put on a sullen look, and kept chanting: "The dignified royal temple, how can you be so affectionate?" ”
Zhu Bajie laughed: "Master, you still said that I can't go, didn't you make a trip here?" ”
"Bajie, when will it be your turn to count down the master!"
Sun Wukong jumped in front of Chen San and asked, "Master, can you tell them that we are from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?" ”
Chen San nodded and said aggrievedly: "I said, but people just won't let us stay overnight, hey, it's useless to be a teacher, and you have to be allowed to sleep on the streets again." ”
Among the masters and apprentices, Shu Ao Lie and Chen San were the most close friends, so they immediately understood what Chen San was planning, and stood aside and laughed without saying a word.
Sun Wukong was not happy: "Does he think he is here in Lingshan Leiyin Temple?" Master's willingness to come to spend the night has already given them a lot of face, not to mention that they have to be treated with good food and accommodation, and now they don't even have a place to stay, how can it be justified! ”
"Master, you are waiting for my grandson here!"
Chen San saw Sun Wukong's angry appearance, and he was proud, but he didn't stop him, but when Sun Wukong ran to the front of the courtyard, he pretended to mutter: "Wukong, Hugh is rude." ”
......
In the temple, the host walked into the dining hall, sat down at the front, glanced at tonight's fast, nodded with satisfaction, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and prepared to start.
But I saw a figure suddenly flash in from outside, and then I felt that someone was pulling my ear.
When the pain came, the host had already been picked up by Sun Wukong's ears.
"Bold, who dares to ......"
Without waiting for the host to finish speaking, Sun Wukong raised his hand and slapped him.
The strength of the Great Sage can be imagined.
Seeing this, the other monks in the dining hall hurriedly gathered around.
Sun Wukong was not afraid at all, he pulled out the golden hoop stick with one hand, and smashed it on the ground with a bang, the bluestone floor tiles immediately shattered, and the ground was smashed out of a big pit.
So far, no one has dared to step forward.
The host was in pain and hurriedly begged for mercy: "A good man spare his life!" ”
Sun Wukong let go of his ears, and when he thought he was finally fine, he slapped him in the face again.
"You great monk, don't eat and drink when you toast, why don't you let my master stay in!"
If the host doesn't know which god he offended at this time, then he will really die unjustly, and Wukong's two slaps have completely subdued him, and the host's attitude is much more polite.
"It's not that the little monk doesn't let him stay, but there are many monks in this courtyard, and there are no spare rooms."
Sun Wukong rolled up his sleeves and said arrogantly: "No room? Then you all move out of here! Move out! ”
The host looked embarrassed: "If they all move out, where will so many people live?" ”
Seeing that the host still dared to bargain, Sun Wukong immediately raised his fist: "Look for a fight!" ”
The host waved his hand again and again: "Hurry up and invite the Tang Holy Monk!" ”
Immediately, the courtyard door opened, and dozens of monks staggered out, and when they saw Chen San, they bowed their heads and bowed.
Looking at the clear slap print on the host's face, Chen San pretended to blame: "Wukong, this is a good thing you did?" ”
Without waiting for Sun Wukong to admit it, the host hurriedly kowtowed a few times and waved his hand again and again: "It's none of his business, it's the little monk who didn't pay attention and injured himself!" ”