However, Tang Song suddenly realized a serious problem, that is, the old lady of Guanyin in the original book did not give it to him at all, so there was no way to show it off, and he couldn't arouse the greed of the old monk, let alone attract the black bear monster, so this time it was very likely that this time it would not trigger this catastrophe at all.

Do you want to show off the big shaved head of the poor monk when the time comes? Tang Song shook his head, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and it is better not to think nonsense now.

A few people walked into the main hall, and saw an old monk with a decrepit face and white eyebrows standing there with a Zen staff in his hand, and three men next to him to accompany him.

The old monk folded his hands and bowed slightly: "Amitabha, the poor monk is the abbot of this hospital, I don't know where the elder came from and where he is going?"

Tang Song squinted slightly, he didn't pay attention to it just now, but now he takes a closer look at this monk is really rich, the monk's robes and hats and even shoes are inlaid with agate jadeite, the Buddha beads on the neck and the ring that inadvertently rubbed between the fingers, the jewels are full of emerald.

Seeing Tang Song's inadvertent stunned, the corners of the old monk's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of pride, and he coughed lightly and called softly: "Elder?"

Tang Song's eyes moved slightly, and his heart moved slightly when he saw the old monk's slightly meaningful expression, you don't need to show off your wealth here now, when you cry, this time the poor monk is going to make a windfall.

Originally, Tang and Song were still a little hesitant, and carefully estimated the difficulty of this time based on the original book - the difficulty in the Guanyin Zen Temple is almost zero, and all of them are mortal monks in the flesh, whether it is Bailongma or Sun Wukong, they can easily deal with it, so just pay a little attention. But don't forget that there is a blind bear on the Black Wind Mountain behind it, with rough skin and thick flesh, and the strength is infinite, and the monkey may be difficult to distinguish for a while, and this demon has a wide range of friends and friends, and in the original book, I remember to ask Guanyin to take a shot to subdue this demon.

But now Sun Wukong's resentment has not disappeared, let alone asking Guanyin for help, even if he really meets, I am afraid that it will be a big battle of 300 rounds, which can only make things worse, so this time I still have to rely on myself.

Although the black bear is powerful, it has neither the natal supernatural powers, nor any powerful magic weapons, in the final analysis, it is just relying on the rough skin and thick flesh, but how can it compare to the Monkey King's King Kong incorruptible body, as for the other little demons, there is no big problem with the white dragon horse by his side, as long as the bear is blind and asks for help from friends, this catastrophe basically can't make too many waves.

Thinking of this, Tang Song calmed down slightly, and said: "The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures. ”

The old monk was shocked when he heard this, and exclaimed: "The Tang Dynasty is more than 10,000 miles away from here, and the poor monk has lived for more than 200 years, and he has never been to such a far place. ”

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the old monk in front of him had lived for more than 200 years, no wonder there was a decadent aura on his body. But do the common people of the mythical world live so long? I remember that the old man in the mountains of the Two Realms is more than 100 years old! Could it be because the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is abundant?

"Dare to ask who this is—"

The old monk glanced at Sun Wukong, saw the monkey's eyes glaring at him, hurriedly lowered his eyelids, and asked carefully.

"This is the protector of the poor monk, and he depends on him all the way to kill demons and demons. Tang Song smiled secretly in his heart, this old monk has been dealing with monsters all year round, and he is naturally no stranger to the breath of demons and monsters, presumably it was the huge demonic aura on the monkey that scared him.

Tang Song guessed that the old monk wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and quietly moved a few steps back, and his eyes did not dare to touch Sun Wukong.

He has a close relationship with the demon king of the Black Wind Mountain, the black bear can be described as a vast supernatural power, and the people around him who have attained the Tao are all called the Black Wind Demon King, but compared to the thin monkey in front of him, it is nothing more than a small thing, and the amazing demonic aura is almost overflowing the entire Zen Temple, condensing into a huge whirlpool above the sky, swallowing people up at any time.

Seeing the old monk's frightened face, the monkey snorted coldly, and then put away the demonic energy on his body, although the monk is a mortal, but there is a very bad smell on his body, which annoys the monkey very much, so he can be shocked a little.

Several people greeted for a while, sat around the table, the old monk beckoned slightly, and the little monk presented the tea set, only to see the carved dragon and phoenix on the teacup, the treasure light flowed, and it was extraordinary at a glance.

"It's a naked flaunt of wealth. Tang Song Mo held the tea cup in his hand, and even the tray under it was a fine mutton fat white jade, crystal clear, full of aura.

"It's all mine, it's all mine!" Tang Song's eyes were almost red, and he also had no hair, why was the gap so big, but fortunately, these treasures were all his, Tang Song comforted himself in his heart.

The little monk on the side saw Tang Song and the others stunned, looking like a dirt bun, and said with disdain: "What is the value of mere things, the robes that my ancestors have collected for many years are the real treasures!"

Hearing the words of the little monk, the old abbot also showed a little smugness on his face, and he almost wrote four big words on his face, come and beg me. Tang Song pouted secretly, this monk is really doing a line of love, the robe is a fart baby, and a group of monks take it as a treasure, in his eyes it is far less cute than the yellow gold bar and the green jade.

The old monk was also interested, leading a few reluctant people to a secret room, suddenly showing a weird smile, and then slowly opening the secret room.

It seemed that a yin wind was blowing, and Tang Song only felt a chill all over his body, and he shivered unconsciously.

Looking into the secret room, there are no other treasures, and the four walls are almost covered with various robes of different styles, which can be described as jewels and red light.

But Tang Song frowned, feeling that the surroundings seemed to be getting colder and colder, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then he felt a little better.

"Is the elder in any health?" the old monk hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"It's okay, it's just a little tired. Tang Song waved his hand again and again, looked at the various robes in front of him, and praised against his will: "It's really a good treasure, the abbot's collection really makes the poor monks envious." ”

"Yes, yes, these robes are worthy of the abbot's beloved. ”

"Yes, it's definitely a one-in-a-million treasure. The three men also agreed, but there was a hint of disdain in their eyes.

"Of course the robe is good, but the poor monk prefers the gems set on it. Tang Song secretly complained in his heart.

"You people are really blind, admiring those mundane things, but seeing the real treasures but indifferent!" Seeing that several people were obviously distracted and praised, the little monk next to him was furious, as if he had been insulted by some great insult, and shouted angrily.

"Presumptuous!"

The old monk pretended to be displeased, and the Zen staff in his hand was heavy, and Tang Songzhi, who saw it, was distressed, for fear that the old monk would use too much force to break the gems on it.

The old monk scolded the little monk a few words without pain, and turned to look at the Tang and Song Dynasty people: "You don't know, these robes of poor monks are really extraordinary, they are all left by some eminent monks, who have accompanied the poor monks for many years, and they are better than living creatures. ”

After saying that, he clapped his hands lightly, and a magical scene appeared, a big red robe actually fell from the wall staggeringly, dancing up and down in the secret room like a living thing, and the few people who watched were all stunned.

Tang Song looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, isn't this the scene of the monkey playing the abbot in the Journey to the West animation? Why does this bald donkey still steal the show?

Tang Song was silent, the plan was all messed up, he originally wanted to learn from the classic scenes in the Journey to the West animation, and let the monkey casually change into a robe to dance to arouse the greed of the old monk, now no need, people's robes can dance by themselves, and look at this posture is obviously a little hi, he now makes a robe out to dance, is it difficult to dance awkwardly? This is not a dance forest conference.

As for the monkey, he naturally disdained this little trick that seemed to be a control thing, and after a glance, he turned his head to look away.

Looking at the stunned appearance of several people, the old monk laughed proudly twice, and clapped his hands lightly, and the jumping robe was like a model stepping on the catwalk and hanging back on the wall.

"It's a long way to go, so it's better to rest early and get on the road tomorrow. The old monk said with a smile.