Chapter 913: The Wicked Still Need the Wicked
Not only him, but inside the stone cave, the black bear spirit covered his arms, his face was blue and red, sometimes his eyes were wide open, and sometimes he gritted his teeth.
Fortunately, after all, he was successful in cultivation and had a good heart, so he endured his anger and did not go out to die.
At the same time, a deep doubt surged in his heart.
Can a monk who is so rude really get the true scriptures?
If Buddhism selects people according to this standard, then he has been neighboring with Guanyin Monastery all these years, and has always invited senior monks to preach the Fa, eat fasting and recite Buddha, wouldn't it be in vain?
After a while, the sound outside the stone gate finally subsided.
Nie Changchuan pursed his lips, returned to Sun Wukong, who looked sluggish, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Disciple, you're right, this guy is indeed an eggless person, let's go to the Guanyin Zen Monastery to spend the night, don't get involved in this demonic bad luck." ”
After speaking, Nie Changchuan stuffed the luggage into Sun Wukong's hand, and Shi Shiran stepped on the horse.
Sun Wukong glanced at the luggage in his hand, got up silently, and followed Nie Changchuan out of Black Wind Mountain.
Above the clouds, Guanyin Bodhisattva stood quietly in the clouds, chanting the Buddha's name fiercely, and the willow branches in her hands were pinched out by her.
If it weren't for the monkey's frustration this time, Guanyin didn't know that he scolded people, and he was also a good hand.
“…… Sloppy, sloppy! ”
Guanyin Bodhisattva regretted in his heart, and he had already known that he would postpone the journey to the west for a few more years.
Even if the destiny is bad, it is better than not going up or down now, and being in a dilemma!
But now, she can only think about it.
After all, Tang Sanzang's cultivation is becoming more and more profound, and Sun Wukong is not bound by a tight spell, this master and apprentice smell the same, if they join forces, I am afraid that no one in the entire Three Realms can restrain them.
Let's make a mistake, and hope that the luck of Buddhism will not decline because of this......
Guanyin Bodhisattva let out a long sigh, and then his figure disappeared and disappeared between the clouds and mist.
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However, it was said that Nie Changchuan and his entourage came to the Guanyin Monastery, and when they heard that Nie Changchuan was a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty, they immediately greeted him happily and did not dare to slack off.
Nie Changchuan took Sun Wukong into the Guanyin Monastery and found that the monks in these temples wore flowers and brocade, embroidered gold, and dressed gorgeously.
According to the script, Elder Jin Chi, the abbot of the Guanyin Zen Temple, has a greedy and possessive character.
When he saw the brocade robe given by the Buddha by Tang Seng, he immediately had bad intentions and wanted to take it for himself, and then there was a plot where the temple caught fire and the monkey went to heaven to borrow the fire cover.
However, there is a premise for such a plot, that is, the monkey saw that the other party showed off his wealth, so he started to compare.
But now, Nie Changchuan is used to wearing this monk's robe with excellent defensive power, and the monkey has collapsed because of the blow of the Black Wind Mountain, and he has no intention of showing off his brocade robe at all.
Under such circumstances, the master and apprentice stayed in the monastery, and at most they were despised by the monks in the monastery for a little clothing, and then they could easily get by.
At this point, Guanyin Bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief, silently watching everyone in the clouds, looking forward to the master and apprentice leaving tomorrow, not to harm her Guanyin Bodhisattva's incense.
That evening, the master and apprentice had a fast meal and rested in the guest room.
Suddenly, Nie Changchuan sobbed, and secretly wiped his tears with his back to Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong had never seen his master behave like this, so he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”
Nie Changchuan wiped away his tears and said with a sad face: "I think I have been a monk since I was a child, and I was raised by my teacher and the monks of Jinshan Temple. ”
"But fame is just fame after all, you can't drink it, you can't eat it."
"Now I see this Guanyin Zen Monastery dressed gorgeously, the food is extravagant, and I am very ashamed of the teacher, and I always feel that I owe the uncles, uncles, brothers and brothers of Jinshan Temple before......"
Hearing Nie Changchuan's ashamed words, Sun Wukong was dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
Shouldn't these two things be the other way around?
Why did you start to rebel against Tiangang when you got to Master?
The temple should be the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, a poor place, this Guanyin Zen Temple is the real problem place!
Seeing Sun Wukong's sluggish expression, Nie Changchuan glanced at him, and then quietly stepped on him under the table.
Wukong was in pain, came back to his senses, met Nie Changchuan's gaze, and suddenly understood the deep meaning of Master's words.
…… I see!
Sun Wukong showed a smile on his face, and then grabbed the master's arm, and whispered: "Master, if you want to give back to the ancestor, it is easy, I see that this Guanyin Monastery is quite rich, the monks in the temple are all gorgeously dressed, eat and drink without worry, it is better for us to give up our faces tomorrow, find them to give a few treasure robes, and bring them back to the ancestor, that is!" ”
Nie Changchuan looked at him with a look of relief, then shook his head and said: "It's okay to turn into a relationship, and it's okay to have a face, but you and I only have two people after all, even if we let the little white dragon appear, we can ask for at most three robes." ”
"But the mountain gate of my Jinshan Temple is vast, and there are hundreds of monks in the temple, which is ...... This ......"
Nie Changchuan looked embarrassed, and couldn't help choking up.
Sun Wukong hurriedly comforted: "It is indeed a problem for monks to have more porridge and less porridge, but this is also easy to do, you and I have magical powers, as long as you cast a spell in the middle of the night, kill these monks, and snatch the robes, that's it!" ”
"Presumptuous!"
Nie Changchuan glared at him: "At the feet of His Holiness, how can he commit murder?" ”
Sun Wukong blinked his eyes and whispered, "Then what if Venerable Guanyin can't see it?" ”
Nie Changchuan fell silent, as if considering the possibility of this plan.
"Boom—"
Above the clouds, a thunderbolt suddenly swept by, illuminating the expressionless face of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
The master and apprentice sang and harmonized, and made it clear that they wanted to fight this Guanyin Monastery.
Okay, well, the poor monks restrain the believers not to cause trouble, but you have started the idea of the poor monks and believers!
…… Is this a holy monk from Datang, this is a bandit from Datang!
Guanyin Bodhisattva was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show up and dissuade the two.
These days, she has a general understanding of Nie Changchuan's character.
This person can be called great compassion in terms of right and wrong, but if it is a small matter, then it is completely free!
If Guanyin dared to show up at this time, Nie Changchuan would dare to ask her directly for money, and even ask her why this Guanyin Bodhisattva needed so many treasures to worship.
In such a situation, even if Guanyin Bodhisattva was angry, he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.
At the same time, in the guest room, Nie Changchuan shook his head and said, "No, this plan is not appropriate, let's choose another plan!" ”
"This ......"
Sun Wukong hesitated, at this moment, he suddenly felt something different in his palm, looked down, and saw that it was a monkey hair flying up, and quietly wrote a big word in his palm-
Fire?
Sun Wukong was slightly stunned, and then smiled.
"Master, I have a plan!"
"Oh?" Nie Changchuan's spirits perked up, "Will the plan be released?" ”
Sun Wukong said in a low voice: "I see that there is a special firewood room in this Guanyin Zen Temple, all year round, there are dry firewood for use, if the disciples take advantage of the night to pinch a fire, burn this firewood room, and cause the temple to make a fire." ”
"At that time, Master, you go to the front yard and call someone to put out the fire, and you will make a change, sneak into the storeroom, take away those treasures and robes, and wait until the fire stops tomorrow, and say that all these treasures will be burned!"
Nie Changchuan was overjoyed and said with relief: "Okay, good, this plan is wonderful, wonderful!" ”
Hard, fist hard!
Guanyin Bodhisattva clenched the jade bottle, sighed for a long time, hid his figure, and came out of sight and out of mind.
Nie Changchuan glanced at the ceiling, sneered, and arranged for Sun Wukong to go and set fire to the third watch.
This Guanyin Monastery is rich and luxurious, the courtyard hides filth and dirt, and the abbot Elder Jinchi is greedy, easy to compare, and has a connection with the monsters, and also lives for 270 years through the elixir provided by the monsters.
To say that in the past two hundred and seventy years, Elder Jinchi has never done evil, Nie Changchuan must not believe it.
Since he was able to discuss killing people and grabbing treasures at night when the original Tang Seng was staying overnight, it means that he had already done this kind of deed.
Nie Changchuan had known the plot for a long time, so it was naturally impossible to let go of this group of demon sons and grandsons in robes.
So, that night, the master and apprentice acted as planned.
Sun Wukong set fire to steal the treasure, Nie Changchuan called someone to put out the fire, and the master and apprentice performed their duties, and smoothly and smoothly put all the gold and silver property accumulated by the Guanyin Monastery for hundreds of years, and the robes and Buddha treasures into the bowl.
Staying until the next morning, looking at the Zen monastery that had been burned down overnight by the fire, and the monks who were crying in front of the treasury, Nie Changchuan quietly took the bronze bowl from Sun Wukong's hand, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Coming to Elder Jinchi with a sluggish expression, Nie Changchuan recited the Buddha's name, pretended to mourn a few words, and then rode on the white dragon horse and left the place with Sun Wukong.
When passing by Black Wind Mountain, I happened to bump into the black bear spirit who saw last night's fire and was about to quietly go to the Zen Temple to see the situation.
Sun Wukong immediately took out the golden hoop stick, stopped the frightened black bear spirit, and beat it up.
After that, the master and apprentice took the black bear spirit to his cave mansion, looted the treasure and elixir of the cave, and left the black bear spirit who wanted to cry without tears, and then returned with a smile.
Walking on the westbound road, looking at the back of the master on the horse, Sun Wukong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
It's really wicked, and it needs to be grinded by wicked people!
(End of chapter)
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