Jin Chanzi nodded and said, "That's right, but this matter is a loss to you, so what do you think?"

Wukong smiled and said, "Carry him up and ride with you." ”

Jin Chanzi groaned, "I'm there to ride with him...... How can he get there?"

Jin Chanzi said again: "Let Bajie carry him away." ”

Wukong patted Bajie's stomach and smiled: "Bajie's creation has arrived!"

Bajie muttered: "The road is far from light, but you teach me to carry people, what kind of creation?"

Wukong smiled: "Bajie, your mouth is long, carrying a female Bodhisattva, turning your mouth from time to time and saying something private, isn't it convenient?"

Bajie heard Wukong laugh at himself, beat his chest and jumped: "Oh no! Oh no! Master wants to beat me a few times, I would rather endure the pain." But carrying him on his back must not be clean, and Brother Monkey will bury people. I can't carry it!"

Jin Chanzi looked at Wukong and the two of Bajie, and sighed: "It's okay, it's okay." I'll come down and walk a few steps, wait for me to come down, walk with you, and let Bajie lead the empty horse. ”

Wukong, hearing this, laughed and said: "Nerds have a deal, and Master takes care of you and leads the horse." ”

Jin Chanzi shouted: "You monkey head is talking nonsense again! The ancients traveled thousands of miles, and no one could go by themselves." If I walk slowly, you three will leave me to go by myself? If I walk slowly, you will also be slow. Let's go down the mountain with this female Bodhisattva, or go to the temple of Nunnery, where there is a house, and leave him there, which can be regarded as a rescue for us. ”

Wukong nodded again and again: "Master is reasonable, please go ahead first." ”

The golden cicada dragged forward, the sand monk carried the burden, Bajie led the empty horse, and Wukong held the golden hoop stick, leading the woman and moving forward.

Less than twenty or thirty miles, the sky will be late, and I will see another building and palace.

Jin Chanzi said: "Apprentices, there must be a temple there, so I will spend the night here, and I will leave tomorrow morning." ”

Wukong listened: "Master is right, everyone go faster. ”

In an instant, a few people arrived at the door, and where the golden cicada stood and ordered: "You guys are ugly and stand farther away, wait for me to spend the night first." If it is convenient, I am calling you. ”

Bajie and several people stood under the willow yin, but Wukong took the iron rod and ruled over the woman.

The golden cicada dragged forward, only to see that the door was crooked, scattered and scattered.

When I opened it to see, I couldn't help but feel miserable in my heart: the corridor was silent, the ancient temple was sparse, the moss was full of gardens, and the artemisia was full of paths, but the flying lamp of the fireflies only leaked out with the sound of frogs. The elder burst into tears.

It's really true: the temple withered and collapsed, and the corridor was lonely and decadent. There are more than ten piles of broken bricks and tiles, all of which are crooked beams and broken columns. The grass is green before and after, and the dust is buried in the rotten fragrant kitchen. The bell tower collapsed, the drum had no skin, and the glass incense lamp was damaged.

The golden body of the Buddha is colorless, and the Arhat lies upside down. Guanyin was drenched into mud, and the willow bottle fell to the ground. There are no monks in the day, and the foxes sleep all the night, only listening to the wind roaring like thunder, which are the hiding places of tigers and leopards. The walls on all sides are falling, and there are no doors to close in.

There is a poem as evidence, the poem says: No one has repaired the ancient temple for many years, and it is even more restful when it withers in embarrassment. The fierce wind blew the Garan face, and the heavy rain poured the Buddha's elephant's head. King Kong falls and is sprinkled with water, and the land is not harvested at night. There are even more embarrassing places, the bronze bell is not hanging on the ground.

Jin Chanzi looked at the scene in front of him, hardened his courage, walked into the second-floor door, and saw that the bell and drum tower had fallen, so he took a bronze bell and stuck it in the ground. The upper half is as white as snow, and the lower half is as green as indigo, which is originally deep for a long time, and the upper side is white by the rain, and the lower part is the copper blue on the earth.

Jin Chanzi touched the bell with his hand and shouted: "Bell! You have also hung the roar of tall buildings, and you have also sounded the sound of distant colorful beams." It was also reported when the rooster crowed, and it was also sent to dusk every night. I don't know where the Taoist who turned copper belongs, and the coppersmith does it there. I want him to return to hell with his second life, and you are silent without a trace of him. ”

The golden cicada praised loudly, unconsciously alarming the people in the temple. There was a Taoist who was serving incense, and when he heard the words, he picked up a broken brick, and struck it on the bell.

The bell rang, and the golden cicada fell, and when he struggled to get up and leave, he tripped over the roots of the tree, and fell again.

The golden cicada fell to the ground, raised his head and shouted, "Bell! The poor monk sighed at you, and suddenly there was a clanging sound." I think that no one has arrived on the West Heaven Road, and it has become fine over the years. ”

The man rushed forward, hugged him and said, "Master, please get up." I don't do what the bell is doing, but it's the bell I just rang. ”

Jin Chanzi looked up and saw that his appearance was ugly and black, and asked: "Are you a demon demon?" I am not an ordinary person, I am from the Tang Dynasty, and I have an apprentice who subdues the dragon and subdues the tiger. If you hit him, your life will not survive!"

The Taoist hurriedly knelt down and said, "Don't be afraid, master, I'm not a demon, I'm a Taoist who serves incense in this temple." I was afraid that an evil ghost knocked on the door, so I picked up a broken brick and beat the bell to suppress the alarm, and then dared to come out. Sir, please get up. ”

Only then did the golden cicada realize that it was all a misunderstanding, so he clasped his palms together and said, "Abbot, you almost bluffed me just now, you take me in." ”

The man took the golden cicada until the third layer of the door to see the place, which was very different from the outside, but he saw that: the blue bricks were built on the colorful cloud wall, and the green tiles were built into a glazed hall. The golden icon is made of white jade. The hall of Daxiong danced with blue light, and His Excellency Piluo was angry.

Manjushri Palace, knotting and picking flying clouds: Wheel Tibetan Hall, depicting flowers and piles of emeralds. The tip of the treasure bottle on the top of the three eaves, the flat embroidered cover in the Wufu Building. Thousands of green bamboos shake the meditation couch, and 10,000 kinds of green pines reflect the Buddha door.

There is a golden light in the Biyun Palace, and a mist floats in the purple mist. Smell the fragrance of the four fields in the morning, and listen to the drums of the mountain paintings at dusk. There should be a rising sun to make up for the break, is there no remnant of the moon? I saw half of the wall lighting in the backyard, and a line of incense mist illuminating the atrium.

When Jin Chanzi saw it, he secretly wondered if it was a person from the Buddhist Sect, so he didn't dare to go in, and asked: "Daoist, you are very embarrassed in front, and the back is so neat, what's the matter?"

The Taoist smiled and said: "Master, there are many demons and evil in this mountain, the sky is clear, robbing along the mountain, Tianyin came to hide in the temple, he pushed down the Buddha statue to sit on the cushion, and the wood plant moved to burn the fire." The monks of this monastery were weak and did not dare to talk to him, so they gave up all the dilapidated houses in front of them to rest with those strong men, and rebuilt some benefactors to build that monastery. This is a matter of the West. ”

Jin Chanzi listened to the explanation, and then said, "I see." ”

The two of them are walking, and they see five big characters on the mountain gate, which is Zhenhai Zenlin Temple.

The two of them stepped into the door, and suddenly saw a monk approaching. Look at what he looks like: he wears a left velvet brocade hat and a pair of copper rings to drop his ears. Dressed in a woolen jacket, his white eyes are as bright as silver. Shaking the drum in his hand, he can't really hear the Sutra.

Jin Chanzi secretly shook his head to indicate that he didn't recognize it, it turned out that this was a lama monk on the Western Road.

The lama monk walked out of the door and saw the golden cicada with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, broad forehead and flat top, earlobe shoulders, and hands over knees, as if an Arhat was in the world, very handsome.

He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, twisted his hands and feet with a smile on his face, touched his nose, and pinched his ears to show his closeness.

Pulling the golden cicada to the abbot, after the salute, he asked, "Where did the master come from?"

Seeing this, Jin Chanzi hurriedly said: "The disciple is the one who was sent by the Eastern Tang Dynasty to the Western Tianzhu Kingdom Da Lei Yin Temple to worship the Buddha and learn the scriptures. Just now to the treasure side to see the night, go to the brake to spend the night, tomorrow morning, hope to be convenient for one or two. ”

The monk smiled and said, "Not a son of man! Not a son of man! We don't have good intentions to become a monk, because our parents were born and ordered to commit a canopy, and the family can't support it, so we gave up the monkhood, and since we are Buddhist disciples, we must not say anything about getting rid of emptiness." ”

Jin Chanzi smiled: "I'm telling the truth. ”

The monk asked again, "How many distances are there from the east to the west!" There are mountains on the road, and there are holes in the mountains, and there are essences in the caves. Like you, who is single and delicate, there is like a learner!"

Jin Chanzi shook his head and smiled, and continued: "The master of the courtyard can also see that the poor monk is alone, how can he come here? I have three apprentices, who open roads in the mountains and stack bridges in the water, so I can get to the brakes. ”

The monk hurriedly asked, "Master, where are the three high apprentices?"

Jin Chanzi pointed and said outside the door: "I am now waiting outside the mountain gate." ”

The monk panicked and said, "Master, you don't know that I have tigers, wolves, demon thieves, and ghosts here to hurt people. I didn't dare to go out during the day, and I closed the door before it was night. How dare you put people outside now!" The monk hurriedly shouted: "Apprentice, go and invite the master and apprentice to come in." ”

Two little lamas ran out, and when they saw Wukong's appearance, they fell down, and when they saw Bajie, they picked up and flew backwards: "Grandpa! Your apprentice is gone, and there are only three or four monsters standing at the head of the door." ”

Jin Chanzi smiled knowingly and asked knowingly, "What do they look like?"

The little monk said: "One is a thunder mouth, one is straight, and one is green-faced and fanged. There was a woman next to her, but she was oily and noodle. ”

Jin Chanzi smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't recognize it." Those three ugly ones are my apprentices, and the other woman is the one I saved my life in the pine forest. ”

The lama asked, "Grandpa, you are such a handsome master, how can you find such an ugly apprentice?"

Jin Chanzi laughed to himself: "My apprentices, ugly are ugly, but fortunately, they are all useful." Go and invite them in, if it's a little too late, the monkey with Lei Gongzui will be in trouble, it is not raised by his biological parents, and he will come in in a while. ”

The little monk hurriedly ran out, knelt down tremblingly, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the master is invited." ”

Bajie smiled: "Brother Monkey, look, he invited him, why are you so trembling, what's going on?"

Wukong shook his head and shouted, "You still ask, you must have seen us ugly and scared." ”

When Bajie heard this, he shouted angrily: "It's all! We are born, and that one wants to be so ugly!"

Wukong sighed and said, "Clean up that ugly first!"

Bajie Zhen put his mouth in his arms, lowered his head, led the horse, Senior Brother Sha carried the burden, Wukong was behind, holding the golden hoop stick, ruling the woman, and went in together.

Several people walked through the collapsed porch and entered the third-story door. He tied the dragon horse, let go of the burden, entered the abbot's room, met the lama monks, and sat down separately.

The monk went inside and brought out seventy or eighty little monks to come out to visit, and after the golden cicada and a few people saw it, they began to arrange a meal.

The master and apprentice ate some food, and the woman ate some with her.