Running all the way, the group soon came to the front of the Guanyin Temple. Fastest updates

At this moment, the sunset had only the afterglow left, and under the hurried journey of the golden cicada, it arrived before dark.

Look around, only to see the Guanyin courtyard layer by layer of palaces, stacked corridor rooms, outside the three mountain gates, towering ten thousand colorful clouds, in front of the Wufu Hall, a thousand red mist around, two pine fences, a forest cypress, two pine fences, no years and no discipline since the quiet, a forest cypress, colored and beautiful with Aoli, and see the bell and drum tower high, Futu Tower, An Zen monk qualitative, crying trees and birds, lonely and dustless and really lonely, clear and void with the fruit of the Tao,

"What a beautiful Zen temple!"

muttering a word in his mouth, Jin Chanzi turned over and dismounted, and after sorting out his makeup, he immediately said, "Wukong, go and knock on the door!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong nodded, and strode to the closed door of Guanyin Temple and knocked on it.

Knock! Knock!

As the knock on the door sounded, a slightly dissatisfied voice came out in the Guanyin Temple: "Who!"

With the sound of footsteps, the closed door was directly opened, and a bald monk poked his head out with an unhappy face.

In the next second, a cry of surprise rang out: "Ah...... Youkai!"

I saw the monk who opened the door sitting on the ground with his butt slumped, looking at Sun Wukong standing at the gate in horror.

Hearing the monk's words, Sun Wukong couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said angrily: "Your grandfather Sun is a Monkey King, how can it be compared to a mere monster, little monk, you look down on your grandpa Sun, believe it or not......"

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, Jin Chanzi just said: "Wukong retreat!"

Jin Chanzi is not a fool, although Sun Wukong's set can scare people, but once the latter refuses, won't there be no hope of eating by himself?

Thinking of this, Jin Chanzi immediately stepped up, personally helped the little monk up, put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is Tang Xuanzang, a scripture learner from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, passing by here and seeing that it is too late and wants to borrow it for a night, I don't know if it is possible!"

After listening to Jin Chanzi's words, a trace of surprise flashed in the little monk's eyes, and he glanced at Jin Chanzi up and down, and said with some suspicion: "You are a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil?"

Hearing this, the smile on Jin Chanzi's face disappeared, and he clasped his hands together and said: "Yes, the poor monk is from the Eastern Tang Dynasty." ”

Seeing this, the little monk nodded suspiciously, and then said, "Then donors, wait a minute, let the little monk go and tell the abbot!"

After speaking, the little monk didn't care about closing the door, and after glancing at Sun Wukong in fear, he hurriedly ran towards the temple.

Seeing the little monk enter the Zen Temple, Jin Chanzi just shook his head, and then said: "Wukong, let Ao Lie come to this door in the future, your appearance is really easy to misunderstand!"

As soon as these words came out, Sun Wukong suddenly opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But when the words came to his mouth, he was swallowed back by Sun Wukong, and after glancing at Ao Lie unwillingly, he immediately put his head together and said, "Yes, master!"

Soon, the little monk went and returned, came to Zhu Tiancang and the others, folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, the presiding abbot invites the masters to come in and offer tea!"

Hearing this, Jin Chanzi couldn't help frowning and invited them in, which also meant that dinner had settled.

Immediately, after Jin Chanzi returned the salute, he took Zhu Tiancang and the others into the Guanyin Courtyard.

All the way into the Guanyin Temple, Zhu Tiancang and his party of four were taken to a side hall.

Looking around, I saw a person wearing a Pilu square hat on his head in the side hall, the treasure top of the cat's eye stone, wearing a collar brocade velvet shirt, the gold edge of the jade hair was shining, a pair of monk shoes to collect eight treasures, a cane embedded with clouds and stars, the face was full of wrinkles, the mouth was not closed to the wind because of the tooth falling, the waist was hunched and the back was bent into tendons, quite the appearance of a monk who had attained the Tao.

glanced at the old monk, including Zhu Tiancang, and couldn't help muttering, "Sao Bao!"

Indeed, what kind of monk does this old monk look like a poor monk? He is simply a living nouveau riche.

The golden cicada was the first to come back to his senses, and the essence in his eyes flashed, and then he stepped forward, and said with a sincere attitude: "The poor monk Xuanzang has seen the elders!"

Hearing this, the old monk opened his eyes, first glanced at Jin Chanzi, and then looked at Zhu Tiancang, Sun Wukong and Ao Lie.

Regarding Sun Wukong's monkey appearance, the old monk didn't like it, there was no wave, and he didn't seem to have the stability of the Buddha's heart, but Zhu Tiancang knew that this was because this guy had been dealing with black bears for a long time, so he was immune to the monster-like Sun Wukong.

After looking at it, the old monk put away his gaze, ignored the golden cicada, and waved his hand directly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw two monks walking out from behind the old monk, one of whom took out a plate of mutton fat jade, and there were five tea bells inlaid with gold in blue. Another person walked out with a white copper pot and poured five cups of fragrant tea.

After doing all this, the two little monks just walked out of the room.

Quack

When the door was closed, the old monk just opened his mouth and said, "All the monks from the Tang Dynasty from the East and the Tang Dynasty, please use tea." ”

As soon as these words came out, Jin Chanzi was not polite, and just picked up the teacup and drank it.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Tiancang and Ao Lie also sat down to drink tea on the side, but Sun Wukong disdained this, and directly found a beam to lie down, but the appearance was very arrogant.

While drinking Fan tea, Zhu Tiancang's eyes were staring directly at the mutton fat plate and the white copper kettle, these things are not simple, all of them are acquired spiritual treasures, which makes Zhu Tiancang wonder how many treasures are hidden in this Guanyin Temple.

Subconsciously, Zhu Tiancang opened the emperor's eyes to check.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

I saw that before this room, the treasure aura was strong, and there was even an innate aura permeating, and I didn't notice it outside before, but because the whole room was shrouded by a prohibition, preventing the brilliance and aura of those treasures from permeating.

After a long while, Zhu Tiancang put away his imperial eyes, and returned the empty teacup to the mutton fat plate without moving, but he muttered secretly in his heart: "Nima, a mere mortal has so many treasures, it is simply a violent heavenly thing, this thing should belong to me." ”

Of course, it is not only Zhu Tiancang who has this thought, but also Jin Chanzi and Ao Lie, and the two of them also see the extraordinaryness of these things of the old monk.

Soon, Jin Chanzi and Ao Lie also finished drinking tea, and after the teacup was put back, the old monk's eyes looked at Jin Chanzi and said: "The master is from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and I heard that the Eastern Tang Dynasty is rich, I don't know if I can borrow a poor monk with treasures." ”

As soon as these words came out, the golden cicada's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand: "Wukong, go and bring in the mighty brocade robe!"

After speaking, Jin Chanzi's eyes looked at the old monk and said: "The poor monk has a robe, called the brocade robe, although it is not a treasure, but it is a gift from Guanyin Bodhisattva, and it was suddenly brought in for the old man to see after a while, but before that, I don't know if the old man can let the poor monk and a few apprentices see the treasure collected by the old man!"

(To be continued.) )