Xie Yun looked at the frightened eyes of the monks, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "This emperor doesn't eat people, what are you afraid of?"

The monks of all sizes dispersed in a hurry, and the group was greeted to a delicate courtyard.

Tea and food were delivered, and after the meal, two children helped the old host of the Guanyin Zen Temple to enter the door.

How do you describe this old host?

The nouveau riche dressed up as a dirt bun is the most appropriate word.

The Pilu square hat with blue opal on his head, wearing a brocade gold silk jade robe, and a Zen staff embedded with clouds and stars, his whole body was shining with precious light, and people couldn't open their eyes.

"I just heard from the little ones, but the Taoist chief is from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and he still has some friendship with Guanyin Bodhisattva?" The host's face was wrinkled, his teeth were almost lost, and he asked with a hunched back.

"I've met a few times, but I'm not familiar, I'm not familiar. Xie Yun said with a smile on his face, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

Buddhism is really rich, the host of a small temple in a Zen temple wears gold and silver, and the whole temple does not know how many treasures are hidden, and the power of absorbing gold is terrifying!

"Come on, serve tea!" the old host didn't mind and said.

Soon, there were two children with a tray up, the tea is the best red robe, the tea set is the best in the world, the teapot inlaid with gold in French blue, the teapot lid of white copper, and the four teacups are carved from the best mutton fat jade.

"My tea set is from the Tang Palace, it is exclusive to the emperor, be careful, don't fall. The old monk poured half a cup of tea, pushed it to Xie Yun, and asked, "The Taoist is from the Tang Dynasty, I don't know if I have seen such exquisite things?"

"I think I've seen it. Xie Yun scratched his head and replied seriously.

When Li Shimin invited him to dinner, who the hell could care about the tea set, and he was all about appreciating the dancing of the dancing girls.

The broken tea in the palace has a bird's eye.

"Master, his tea set is a fake. Li Mingda said.

"This little female benefactor, there are some things that can't be said nonsense, the old man's tea set was bought from Hu Shang for five hundred taels of gold. The old host's face immediately pulled down and argued.

"Hey, hey. Sun Wukong sneered proudly: "Old monk, do you know who my senior sister is? She is the princess of the Tang Dynasty and the most favored little princess." ”

The old monk's heart sank.

"Master, my royal porcelain is to be fired by the supervisor, if it flows out, it will be killed, and the Tang royal family is still hot, not only the armor and battle flag are red, but even the patterns on the porcelain are also red, how do I look at your blue inlaid gold teapot, it looks like it was burned by the Huns. ”

Li Mingda then criticized the inferior level of counterfeiting of a tea set from the material and texture of the teapot, which fully demonstrated the erudition of a royal princess.

The old host's face turned from yellow to white, from white to red, from red to black, and finally turned into the color of pork liver, raised his tea set, and smashed it all to the ground.

"Master, what's wrong with him, he bought it for five hundred taels of gold, and it's worth two bags of rice, what a pity it was. Sun Wukong regretted it and said with a stagger.

"Forcibly pretending to be forced, being slapped in the face, and being annoyed and ashamed into anger, it's really pitiful. Xie Yun shook his head and continued to mend the knife.

"It seems that there are no good things in the Guanyin Zen Temple, let's eat too, wash and go to bed early." ”

"Wait, this set of tea sets is just a dirty thing, the treasures that the poor monk has collected in his life are thirty-two robes, take them out today, let you open your eyes!" the old monk stopped Xie Yun and said.

He lived to be two hundred and seventy years old, and he had never been so disgraced as he is today, and this field must be recovered.

Sun Wukong and Li Mingda looked at each other, and they both thought that this old monk was crazy, and he dared to compare with the master.

The top-grade innate magic weapon refined by the Great Dao himself-the supreme Taoist robe, the entire Three Realms of the Flood and Wilderness, compared to the Taoist robe of the Dao Ancestor, the six saints are not so extravagant as the master, who gives the old monk the confidence?

Thirty-four heads carried twelve wardrobes, placed in the courtyard, with locks hanging on them, and bursts of Zen incense came from them, it seems that the old monk cherished them very much, and often used agarwood to fumigate clothes.

When the lock was opened, the thirty-two robes were all shaken out one by one, and hung on the clothesline in the courtyard.

"How's it going?" said the old host proudly, and his waist, which had been stiff, straightened up unconsciously.

Spectacular, ostentatious, a piece of treasure, treasure?

The old host's face stiffened and he stopped smiling.

Where did your robe come from?

The head of the courtyard standing all over the courtyard was already stupid.

In order to keep a low profile, Xie Yun has been sealing his Dao robe into an ordinary gray Dao robe, and now when he unlocks the seal, the sky is suddenly full of treasure light, and the court is full of color, and if he shakes it casually, there will be a phantom floating of ten thousand immortals to drink.

The gorgeous temperament of this robe is beyond the control of ordinary people, but it is extremely suitable for Xie Yun.

When people look at it, they have the intention of kneeling and worshipping.

The old host's eyes flashed with green light, his legs were weak with excitement, and he couldn't even walk, muttering to himself: "Baby, my baby, you must get it!"

"Things that don't have eyesight, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and put away my tattered robe, and re-serve good tea to the Taoist chief, I want to talk to the Taoist chief tonight. The old host said with a smile on his face.

"Excuse me, Poor Dao is only willing to help the confused goblin solve his doubts in the middle of the night, master, you have something to say quickly, and if you have a fart, Poor Dao plans to go back to sleep. Xie Yun pushed the old host away and said disgustedly: "Poor Dao is not familiar with you, don't be foolish if you have nothing to do." ”

The old host's smile stiffened, and it returned to normal in the blink of an eye, gritted his teeth, knelt down and said, "Dao Chief, can you lend me this dress to wear?"

"System, I reported that the host of the Guanyin Monastery wanted to be a traitor and betray Buddhism. ”

"Ding, the reporting system is verifying, congratulations to the host for the successful report, and reward the host with ten chaotic qi. ”

After Xie Yun unceremoniously finished reporting, he found that the old monk's forehead was a little darker.

"Ahem, the poor monk just made a mistake, either trying to wear it, or wanting to borrow it to take a look. ”

"Immeasurable Tianzun, Poor Dao believes in a sentence in this life: the wife and clothes will never be borrowed. Xie Yun sealed his supreme robe and said.

"What?" the old monk looked confused.

"Oh, poor Dao forgot, the master is a thick-skinned monk. ”

Xie Yun explained seriously: "The master doesn't have a wife, so he can't understand that his wife doesn't borrow clothes, and he doesn't borrow clothes, because he is poor-skinned and doesn't dare to go out without clothes." ”

"The master is different, he must often go out without clothes. ”

A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of the old host's angry mouth, depressed, when did he let people be so scared?

Xie Yun turned around and took Li Mingda's hand and was about to leave.

Sun Wukong shook his head and sneered in his heart: This old monk is still young, and my old Sun's master dares to provoke him.

"Dao Chief, if you don't let me wear it, the poor monk will die here today, and he won't be blind. The old host got up and said angrily.

Xie Yun didn't look back, waved his hand and said: "It's not easy for the master to have this realization, die early and reincarnate early, don't waste food alive." ”

Burst!

The old monk spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted with anger.

This Taoist priest doesn't play cards according to common sense!

PS: It's okay to add a group when you pass by, there are benefits in the group.