Last time, Tang Seng and his entourage were lost in the phantom city, Bajie broke out in the brothel in the nature of the pig, and the wandering skeleton took the sand monk to the Mahayana Temple to seek scriptures, and the abbot said "silver ten thousand taels" as soon as he came!

"Ten thousand taels of silver?" Tang Seng was stunned and asked, "What does the abbot mean by this?"

The pot-bellied abbot said with a smile on his face: "Don't you want to copy the Mahayana scriptures of my temple, shouldn't you give me some benefits? There are countless scriptures in my temple, as long as you can copy them in 10,000 taels of silver, it is very cost-effective!

Tang Seng heard this: "Disciple Xuanzang, he has come a long way, and he has never been prepared. ”

The abbot smiled and said, "Good, good, good! The white hand is passed down from generation to generation, and future generations should starve to death!"

Seeing that the abbot refused to preach the scriptures, the monkey couldn't help but show up and shouted: "Old monk, he wants money, you will give him the brocade robe, the nine-ring tin staff, and the purple gold bowl, these three pieces are worth ten thousand taels of silver." Isn't it that you are reluctant to give up these things outside your body? Then there is also a way, you can clear the customs and spy on the ground, and want this utopian king to borrow ten thousand taels of silver!"

"Ghost!" the monkey suddenly appeared, his face was like a yaksha, and the two gorgeous women beside the abbot screamed, and ran away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. After the fat abbot shook his fat twice, he was about to turn around and run away, but was grabbed by the monkey.

"Grandpa, don't pull me! If you have any incense, candles, and paper money down there, let me go, and I will immediately ask someone to burn it for you...... Carry it down!" The abbot trembled like a sieve, his voice trembled lightly, and at the same time struggled with all his might, but unfortunately he couldn't escape the monkey's claws.

The monkey said: "Fat monk, don't go! I'm not a ghost, I'm the apprentice of the old monk who wants to copy the scriptures!"

The abbot said: "Grandpa, don't pester me, there are still two monks over there who don't cultivate merits, you go find them!"

"Wukong, don't be unreasonable, let go of the abbot quickly!" Tang Seng reprimanded.

The monkey put down the fat abbot according to his words, and the abbot saw that the skinny ghost of the monkey listened to Tang Seng, and couldn't help asking: "This grandfather is really your apprentice?"

"Exactly!" Tang Seng bowed and said: "Where you are disturbed, I hope the abbot doesn't mind!"

"Don't mind, don't mind!" the abbot could say, all he could say.

"Since this ......" The abbot pondered for a while, looked at the monkey with some fear, and said: "For the sake of this grandfather, I will give you a twenty percent discount, and only charge you eight thousand taels of silver!"

"You fat monk has eyes and insight, no wonder you can mix into an abbot of a temple, I don't want that old monk, you are still an ascetic!" the monkey laughed, not knowing that he blushed at all.

"This ......" Tang Seng hesitated, wanting to speak and stopped.

"Old monk, if you have something to say, let it go!" said the monkey impatiently.

"It seems that this grandfather is also not subject to the discipline of this Dongtu monk, and it was a wise move to give him face before. The fat abbot created by the illusion gave birth to such an idea, and became more and more respectful to the monkey.

Tang Seng was so rushed by the monkey's vulgar words that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he said after a while: "Abbot, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, can you look at the feelings of the fellow disciples of the Buddhist family and carry forward the glorious Shamen, can this Buddhist scripture not need money? Copying the Buddhist scriptures also requires collecting yellow and white things, which is suspected of slandering the Buddha!"

"Xuanzang, this is a mistake! If I easily pass on the scriptures to you, it will be a slack of yoga and a desecration of the Buddha's scriptures. And there is a precedent for this matter, I don't have to do it!" said the fat abbot.

"Is there a precedent for this? Then tell me what precedent there is, if we can't make a point, we will rob it!" said the monkey with bared teeth.

The fat abbot shrunk his neck like a big toad drenched in the rain and said, "Grandpa, don't be annoyed, and listen to me slowly." Think back then, my Mahayana temple also has no Mahayana Buddhism, the name is not called Mahayana Temple, one day, Fuxian Bodhisattva enlightened the patriarch, said that the West Heaven Elysium has the Mahayana Buddhism that can cross people to ascend to heaven, the patriarch is not afraid of the road and obstacles, not afraid of demons devouring, climbing thousands of mountains, wading thousands of waters, the end of the spiritual mountain, see the face of the Buddha. The Buddha allowed the matter of passing on the scriptures, and ordered the two Venerables Ah Ao and Jia Ye to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to learn the scriptures. The patriarch thought that the true scriptures were about to arrive, and he didn't want the two Venerables Ah Ao and Jia Ye to ask for bribes to pass on the scriptures. The patriarch was not angry, and he wanted to tell him where he came, and then the two venerables passed on the scriptures to the patriarch. ”

"If you say that, Ah Da and Gaye haven't gotten any money, how dare you ask us for money!" said the monkey with an angry glare.

"Grandpa, I haven't finished my words yet! Although the two Venerable Aunts and Gaye have passed down the Buddhist scriptures, they are wordless Buddhist scriptures, and they are all blank papers! The patriarch was not angry, and ran to ask the Buddha, and the Buddha said nothing. The two of them asked you for a relationship, and I knew that. But it is only a scripture that cannot be passed on lightly, nor can it be taken in vain. When he went down the mountain to all the monks and monks, he recited this sutra to him at the house of the elder Zhao of Sheweiguo, to ensure the safety of the living in his family, and the deceased to be detached, and only asked him to come back with three buckets and three liters of gold. I also said that they sold it cheaply, and they had no money to teach their children and grandchildren. Now you have come empty-handed, but you have passed on the blank book. The white book is a wordless scripture, and it is also good. The patriarch had no choice but to pawn everything and do ten years of hard work in Lingshan before he could get the scriptures back!"

"Grandpa, just after reading it once, you will ask for three buckets and three liters of gold, and you can copy it at will if you only pay ten thousand taels of silver, and you can simply earn it!" the abbot finally said.

"This ......" Tang Seng was speechless and silent.

"You old monk, the scriptures are right in front of you, you can get it with a few silver coins, it's always a good person who has gone through thousands of mountains and rivers, and experienced demons from time to time, okay? But remember the Yellow Wind Monster who made you want to die, he is only the bottom of the demons in Xiniu Hezhou, if you encounter a powerful one, I'm afraid that no one will be able to save you!" Seeing Tang Seng spitting out, the monkey immediately became angry.

"But we don't have any money! The robe and the Zen staff were given by the Buddha and worn during the pilgrimage, so how can they be bought and sold? And the purple gold bowl is a gift from the Tang King, and it can't be sold!" Tang Seng said.

"You are learning scriptures for the king of Tang, and the purple gold bowl is just right!" the monkey scolded.

"But a purple gold bowl is not worth eight thousand silver!" Tang Seng is a real person, but he will not do anything to buy and sell, and he insists on saying that the purple gold bowl is eight thousand taels of silver.

"The left and right are to change the scriptures, you take it out first and show it to this fat monk, it's not enough, but the national book goes to the king of Utopia where to borrow some. Thinking about it, with the national strength and territory of the Tang Dynasty, this little utopian king will definitely not be stingy with these thousands of taels of silver. Monkey said.

Tang Seng was helpless, so he asked Sha Seng to take out the purple gold bowl Meng, and offered it with both hands: "The disciple is really far away, and he has never prepared a red ceremony. This bowl was given by the Tang King himself, and he taught his disciples to hold it and fasted along the road. Today, we will present it and talk about the heart. Venerable Wanwang did not disdain to accept this, and when he returned to the court to play the Tang Dynasty, he would be grateful. It's just that I will copy the true scriptures, and I will not be alone, and I will suffer from afar. ”

The fat abbot took the purple gold bowl, turned it upside down, looked at the monkey, and stopped talking several times.

"What do you think I'm doing?" said the monkey, glaring at the fat abbot with a pair of bloody eyes.

"I didn't read it, I didn't read it, I thought, for this grandfather's sake, I will allow you to transcribe the scriptures. But you have to take care of yourself!" said the fat abbot.

"Save, save!" Tang Seng said resignedly.

The abbot immediately called a little monk and asked him to send the purple gold bowl into the treasury, and he led Wukong and Wujing to the scripture building.

The scripture building of the Mahayana Temple is very magnificent and magnificent, but it is very deserted, except for the two monks who guard the door, there is no monk to come and go.

Entering the scripture building, Tang Seng saw a temple of 12300 square meters, with rows of bookshelves inside, which were full of books, and his eyes lit up.

"Here is the Sanzang Sutra of the Buddha, here is the past Sutra of the Ancient Buddha, here is the future Sutra rented by Maitreya Buddha, and there is the Sutra Reading Room, there are ready-made tables and chairs, and you can copy the Sutra at will. The fat abbot said.

"Thank you, abbot!" Tang Seng thanked respectfully.

"If it's okay, the little monk will leave!" After the fat abbot finished speaking, he glanced at the monkey, and when he saw that he didn't react, he pulled his legs and walked out.

"Then the fat monk, don't be in a hurry, shouldn't you arrange a meditation room and a meal to entertain us, so as to make the landlord do the best of the landlord?" asked the monkey.

"I'll order this at once!" said the abbot, and then withdrew from the scripture building.

"Amitabha!" Tang Seng clasped his hands together, and after practicing a Buddhist teaching, he walked to a row of bookshelves with a reverent face and took down a Buddhist scripture from it.

"Hmm!" Turning the first page, Tang Seng was stunned, this turned out to be a Sanskrit scripture, and quickly picked up another one, opened it and saw that it was also a Sanskrit scripture.

Tang Seng jumped and flipped through a few more books, without exception, all he saw were Buddhist scriptures written in Sanskrit.

"Do you know Sanskrit?" asked Tang Seng.

"Sanskrit?" The monkey and the sand monk were puzzled all the way and asked, "What is that, and what is it, is it still used to eat?"

Tang Seng's heart sank, looking at the appearance of the two women, he knew that the two of them did not understand Sanskrit, and said in his heart: There are so many Buddhist scriptures, if you can copy them alone, I am afraid that you will copy them to death.

"This Sanskrit is the Chinese language of Tianzhu, and most of the Buddhist scriptures are written in Sanskrit, which is the common language of Buddhism!" Tang Monk explained.

"We've only been monks for a few years, so we don't understand!" the monkey and the sand monk shook their heads at the same time.

"There are so many Buddhist scriptures, if you copy them all, you won't be able to copy them until you die, and if you let Sha Seng copy them, I'm afraid that there will be a mistake......" Tang Seng lowered his head and pondered, and said after a while: "Sha Seng, take out the customs clearance espionage, let's go see the king of utopia!"

"Master, why are we going to see the king of utopia?

"These Buddhist scriptures are all Sanskrit scriptures, and you don't know Sanskrit, if you rely on the teacher to copy them alone, even if you copy them quickly, you can copy one in three days, ten in a month, and one hundred and twenty in a year, and you will not be able to copy them until you die. In this way, we can only turn to the king of utopia, hoping that he will mobilize the power of the country, gather monks who know Sanskrit in the country, help us copy the Buddhist scriptures, and we can return to Datang as soon as possible. Tang Seng explained.

Although you are a Qin Cha of the Tang Dynasty, but the Qin Cha who went abroad is really nothing, and many envoys who went abroad in ancient times were detained. This place is far away from Datang, and it will definitely not buy it!" the monkey hit morale.

"You have to try, how do you know if you don't try!" Tang Seng said.

"The old monk's perseverance is commendable! But I would like to remind you that now that the lights are on, the king of utopia may be having a good time with a concubine in his arms, and you should go to see him at this time, not to mention asking him for help, go to" It's almost the same to make him unhappy! The monkey laughed.

Tang Seng looked up and saw that the sky outside had begun to darken, and many people began to hold the lamp.

"It's so late...... Tang Seng sighed.

"Elder Xuanzang, the meal is ready. At this time, a little monk came from outside the scripture building, and shouted inward.

"I'm also a little hungry, Wukong, Wujing, let's go eat!" Tang Seng said.

"Do you want to call the second senior brother?" said Sha Seng.

"What do you tell him to do, he is accompanied by a beautiful woman now, eating fragrant food, drinking spicy food, we have long forgotten it, and now eighty percent don't even remember who he is!" the monkey smiled, pushing the sand monk to the outside.

"Master......" Sha Seng asked.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, let him go!" Tang Seng said a little sadly, and walked out.

"This ......" After seeing the meal prepared by the fat abbot for the three of them, Tang Seng was silent.

The silence is not because the food is too bad, but it is too good, there are chickens, ducks and fish, and the vegetarian dish is only an oily fried tofu, well, it is a vegetarian dish now, in ancient times, especially in the eyes of monks, it is a rape that can no longer be meat.

"Old monk, follow the customs, wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha sits in his heart, you're welcome!" the monkey laughed, immediately sat down, shook off his cheeks and began to eat.

With monkeys as an example, Sha Seng, who had not eaten meat for a long time, was drooling, and said to Tang Seng: "Master, I will go to alleviate their sins, so that they can be reincarnated as human beings as soon as possible." ”

"Goo-goo......" The two apprentices ate so deliciously, Tang Seng's stomach immediately screamed angrily.

"Master, you can eat it too, this meal is so fragrant!" Sha Seng said to Tang Seng with a mouth full of oil.

"Sin, sin!" Tang Seng hurriedly closed his eyes and silently confessed to the Buddha.

"Lao Sha, don't pay attention to the old monk who can't eat the ancients, come, taste this wine, it tastes really good!" the monkey handed a wine jug to the sand monk.

Sha Seng was polite, and was soon immersed in a table of wine and delicacies, and then he didn't care about Tang Seng, the big man drank wine, ate meat, and showed his heroic demeanor.

"Gu Gu ......" rushed for a day, Tang Seng was really hungry, and there seemed to be everyone fighting in his stomach, and the drums were constantly ringing.

"Sin, sin. After confessing to the Buddha n times, Tang Seng took a bowl of dry rice, sat on the side and ate tastelessly.

He has been a vegetarian since birth and has a natural fear of meat.