"Guanyin Zen Temple?" Fahai's eyes flashed, and then the corner of his mouth smiled, and he said to Sun Monkey:

"Wukong, you go knock on the door, remember to talk about etiquette, don't make mistakes. ”

"Yes, master. Sun Wukong nodded, walked to the temple gate, picked up the monkey's paws, and knocked on the door with a bang.

"Open the door! Open the door! Your grandfather is here to stay, open the door for me!" Seeing that the way the monkey knocked on the door was so humble and reasonable, Fahai couldn't help but nod secretly, obviously very satisfied with this.

After knocking for a while, the temple door opened a crack, and a young monk who welcomed guests saw a monster with a sharp mouth and hairy face standing outside the door, and was so frightened that he said "Mom" and turned his head to run.

But what kind of role is Sun Monkey? Can he let him leave just like this? I saw that his monkey paw poked out, and he pulled the welcoming monk back.

The monk fell out of the door and covered his face and begged for mercy.

"Grandpa Lei spare your life! Grandpa Lei don't kill me!"

Sun Monkey snorted coldly, pulled up his collar, and glared:

"Lei Gong is my grandchild, do you dare to look down on me?"

The monk was also clever, and changed his words: "Yes, yes...... Grandpa spares his life!"

"Goku, don't scare him. Fahai persuaded behind him.

Sun Monkey pointed to Fahai and said to the monk:

"See, my master is a senior monk of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, passing by your temple today, I want to stay for a while, go and arrange it!"

"Yes, yes...... The two masters, please go and meet the host. ”

Sun Wukong came to Fahai's side, his face was like a dog's leg, and he smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Master, please. ”

"Hmm. ”

Fahai nodded with satisfaction, and the master and apprentice walked in.

There are dozens of monks and monks in the Guanyin Monastery, and they are all scared enough to see the sharp-mouthed and hairy Monkey King, and they dare not come forward from afar.

Seeing this, Sun Monkey couldn't help but be furious, pointed at the monks opposite, and scolded: "Ah, you gang of killers! How dare you snub the senior monks from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil?"

After a while, an old monk swayed out from behind the monks, wearing a Pilu square hat and a brocade wool shirt.

The old monk Gong was hunched over, his eyes were yellow and dark, and his two front teeth were almost gone, so that the upper and lower mouths were deeply buckled into his mouth.

"Amitabha, the old man is the host of this temple, I heard that the master of the Eastern Tang Dynasty is here, where is it?"

Sun Monkey took a step forward and slapped it on the chest!

"You little monk has no eyesight, I and my master are standing opposite, are you blind?"

Some of the young monks present couldn't help but look stunned when they saw Sun Monkey's attitude towards the old host, but because of his appearance, they only dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

On the other hand, the host was not angry at all when he heard this, and looked at Sun Wukong with a little surprise on his wrinkled old face, and said:

"Lao Wei is two hundred and seventy years old this year, why did he become a little monk in your mouth?"

Sun Wukong smiled with disdain: "Hey! I'm just over two hundred years old, and I'm still my children and grandchildren." ”

When the old host heard this, he only thought he was crazy, shook his head and ignored it. Then he came to Fahai, folded his hands, and said:

"Since this elder is from the Heavenly Empire, he has a lot of treasures with him, right?"

Fahai frowned, and said in his heart that this old thing really fell into the treasure hole, and asked the baby without saying a word when they met, which was really wonderful.

"Baby, what's baby, there's one thing in my crotch, do you want to see it?" Fahai replied directly.

The monks present laughed together, the old host had lived for nearly three hundred years, how could he not know what Fahai was referring to? His face was embarrassed for a while, but then his attitude turned cold.

"Hmph! Since there is no treasure, what kind of Tang monk is called? Come on, arrange an inferior firewood room for these two masters. ”

Fa Haixin said that your old thing changed his face faster than taking off his pants, and was about to open his mouth to scold him, but Sun Wukong on the side jumped to his feet and scolded first.

"Dare to look down on my master? I tell you, my master's treasure can scare you to death, do you believe it?"

When the old host heard this, he raised his eyebrows, squinted at Fahai, and sneered:

"Oh, I wonder what treasure your master can come up with?"

Sun Wukong: "Hmph, a robe, and I bought your broken temple!"

"Hahaha......"

When the monks heard about the robe, they burst out laughing one by one. Sun Wukong said: "What are you laughing at?"

A young monk couldn't help but speak:

"It's ridiculous that you said that the robe is a treasure. If you talk about robes, there are more than twenty or thirty pieces of people who look like my generation. If we talk about our ancestors, we have been presiding over for more than 200 years, and there are seven or eight hundred pieces!"

The old host squinted at Fahai and the others, and was silent with a sneer.

Seeing that this old thing was so virtuous, Fahai couldn't help but shake his head secretly, he didn't want to pretend to be with him, but the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind didn't stop.

Before he could speak, Sun Monkey was the first to burst out laughing.

"Hahaha...... Don't say that it is seven or eight hundred, even seventy or eighty thousand pieces are not worth a thread of my master's precious robe. ”

The monkey turned his head to untie a package from Ryoma's back, and before reaching out to open it, he wiped his hands on the tiger skin skirt.

After the package was opened, the gorgeous appearance of Jinlan's robe was exposed to everyone's eyes.

When the old host saw Jinlan's robe, a different color flashed in his eyes at first, but then he calmed down, and saw him say coldly:

"Hmph, it's a good robe, but it's not much better. In the old man's collection, there are at least 200 pieces better than this one. ”

Sun Monkey smiled at him when he heard this, and did not speak, but only held the robe in front of Fahai.

"Master, tell this blind old monk, what is the origin of our robe?"

Fahai showed an unfathomable smile on his face, shook off his robe, and the Dao Dao gold shone in the courtyard, which was really full of red light and colorful court.

When all the monks present saw it, they all exclaimed.

The old host was closer, so that he was blinded by the golden light, rubbed his dry eyes vigorously, and said in a trembling tone:

"Actually, there is such a treasure?"

Fahai raised his eyebrows, a look of mockery and disdain.

"Envy? ”