Chapter Seventy-One: You're a Talent!
"Elder Tang, I don't know what is in that baggage, can you make the old man open his eyes?" the old monk immediately smiled.
Tang Seng saw that the brocade robe in the burden was seen by the old monk, and he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't think much about it, so he took it out directly.
Now that he has strong strength, he is not as afraid that the robe will be snatched as in the original book, and the mighty dragon in his body is still running!
The burden was opened, and as soon as the brocade robe was taken out by Tang Seng, the old monk's eyes instantly straightened.
As soon as the burden was untied, there was already a burst of glow, and there were still two layers of oiled paper wrapped, and the paper was removed, and the robe was taken out! When it was shaken open, the red light filled the room, and the court was full of color.
The old monk and the little monk were all demented, and only this precious robe was left in their eyes!
"Holy ...... Holy Monk, Old Monk...... Can you be blessed to touch it with your own hands?"
Li You was a little speechless by the old monk's slightly trembling tone, aren't you used to seeing treasures......
However, this robe can be seen at a glance that it is not ordinary, and it is understandable.
In the face of such a request, perhaps ordinary people would not take it out defenselessly, but Tang Seng handed it out generously, not worried about being forcibly occupied at all.
The old monk trembled and took Jiashan, held it in the palm of his hand, and saw that there was a burst of light on it, not stained with mortal dust!
Thousands of ingenious pearl pendants, thousands of rare Buddha treasures. The upper and lower dragons must be paved with colorful qi, and the brocade is surrounded by four sides.
The body hangs on the ghost, and the body is dressed in the charm into the Yellow Spring. Tuohua Tianxian made it himself, not that the real monk dared not wear it.
The ancients had clouds, and they were rare and good things, and they should not be seen by greedy and treacherous people. If you see it, you will move its heart, and if you move its heart, you will have a plan!
Although the old monk has collected countless rare treasures, they are all worldly things, how can there be such a fairy treasure?
He was immediately moved, and a greedy heart kept breeding, magnifying, and ready to move!
When the old monk saw such a treasure, he really moved his treacherous heart and wanted to take it for himself!
He stepped forward and knelt down to Sanzang, with tears in his eyes and said, "Poor old man is really unlucky!"
Sanzang picked up and said, "What does the old master say?"
He said: "The treasure of the holy monk has just been unfolded, and it is getting late, but my eyes are dizzy and I can't see clearly, isn't it a fate!"
Tang Seng didn't think twice: "Come to the lamp in your hand, let you see it again." ”
The old monk said, "Grandpa's baby is already bright, and when I light the lamp again, it is dazzling, and I don't want to look at it carefully." ”
Li You knew it in his heart, and asked jokingly, "What do you want to think?"
The old monk hesitated for a moment and said, "If the two of you are lenient, you can rest assured, teach the old man to take it to the back room, look at it carefully all night, and send it back to the holy monk to the west tomorrow morning, I don't know what the respect is?"
Take it to the back room, then burn wood and set it on fire, and keep the treasure for yourself, and you don't have to return it, wonderful!
Tang Seng didn't think much about it, the monk couldn't run the temple, not to mention that he didn't pay too much attention to this robe, and he was willing to take it just because of Guanyin Bodhisattva's personal gift, and it was not ordinary, the food was tasteless, and it was a pity to abandon it!
The old monk who had received Tang Seng's approval was ecstatic, and his old body trembled.
He happily let the little monk take the robe in, and asked Xingtong to make the bed and arrange the bed, and after everything was over, he asked Li You and the others to rest with a happy face, that look was really eager!
Then the lights went out and the night began.
In the back room of the Zen courtyard, the old monk was holding a brocade robe, his face was obsessed, and his mind was all about this treasure.
He sometimes pondered, sometimes beat his chest, which made the two little monks next to him, Guangzhi and Guangmou, puzzled.
"Master, why are you like this?"
The old monk sighed and said, "I'm worried about Tang Seng's baby!"
"I think I've lived for two hundred and seventy years, and I've seen countless treasures, and now I'm lucky enough to meet such a fairy treasure!"
"It's a pity that I can't get such a treasure for a long time, so I can only wear it here for one night!"
The old monk was extremely obsessed with this robe, but when he thought that he would return it to Tang Seng tomorrow, he was uncomfortable and speechless.
The little monk Guangzhi rolled his eyes and said, "That Tang Seng and his entourage are people who are in a hurry, and they have worked very hard, and now they are asleep." We found a few powerful ones, took guns and knives, opened the meditation hall, killed him, and buried his body in the back garden.
Hearing this plan, the old monk was quite happy, and immediately praised it, and then he wanted to greet the monk.
At this time, another little monk Guangmou said: "This plan is not good, if you want to kill him, there will definitely be movement." That Tang Seng and Xiao Baimian look easy to deal with, but the hairy face Lei Gong's mouth doesn't seem to be easy to mess with. If we can't kill him, won't we cause trouble for ourselves?"
"I have a way of not using knives and guns, I don't know what you want?"
The old monk naturally nodded immediately and waited for the following.
"According to the little monk's opinion, let's let the monks in the temple gather later, each take a bunch of dry firewood, abandon the three meditation halls, set a fire, and teach him to have no way to go, even the horse and burn it. Even when people saw it in front of the mountain and behind the mountain, it can also be said that he accidentally went off the fire and burned down our meditation hall. Those two monks were burned to death, and the robes were not captured?"
The old monk was overjoyed, "This plan is even better, you are really a talent!"
So, the old monk instructed the monks in the temple to get firewood.
Suddenly, under the cover of night, a group of monks came and went, collecting flammable materials.
In the meditation room, Tang Seng suddenly frowned while sitting cross-legged, and then opened his eyes.
He cultivated the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, his strength became stronger and stronger, and his spiritual sense was several times sharper than before, and he sensed the movement outside, and instantly understood something.
He was so angry that he immediately got up and went outside to reason with these monks!
"Don Xiao, just wait with peace of mind. ”
Tang Seng paused, puzzled, "Sir, why is this?"
Everyone else has put the knife on the neck, so his Tang Seng's mighty Tianlong is not easy to mess with!
But Li You said, "If the fire doesn't burn, how can you complete your merits?"
Tang Seng understood, and it was difficult to feel emotional......
It's just a scripture, and I have to be remembered by robbers, and I have to be remembered by monks, and now I have to be burned, what am I so ......
However, he still obediently quieted down, after all, he had some cultivation, and he was ...... Should...... Can't hurt him...... Right?
In the dark, Sun Wukong sat up at some point, and the ghostly light in his eyes flickered, which startled Tang Seng.
Looks like he's figured something out?
Li You finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The real excitement hasn't come yet, so you can't take it now......
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After a short time, the monks were ready and gathered, they placed firewood in front of the Tang monk's door, and Guangzhi gave an order, and immediately caught fire everywhere.