The next day, when it was just dawn, I felt that someone suddenly kicked the door open from the outside, which frightened Tang Song so much that he hurriedly crawled up from the bed and looked at the panting little monk outside with a confused expression.

"How... What's wrong? What happened?"

"The elder is not in a good situation! The donor who lives in the West Courtyard died last night!" the little monk said with a sad face.

"Your sister's, I thought it was a monster knocking on the door!" Tang Song breathed a long sigh of relief, it turned out that the boss of the Meng family died, and he always had to come, so it was better to be familiar with the plot.

Glared at the reckless little monk, but he was just a dead person, as for being so shocked? But how do I remember the last time I knocked on the door and came in, why was there such a big movement this time?

Under the leadership of the little monk, Tang Song and Sun Wukong came to the west courtyard again, separated from everyone and looked inside, only to see the boss of the Meng family lying on the bed with a frightened expression, and his death was the same as the last time.

He glanced at the sad old monk next to him with deep meaning, and concluded that this person used evil magic to kill the boss of the Meng family, but it was not appropriate to startle the snake now, after all, he not only wanted to find out the murderer who killed the boss of the Meng family this time, but also to find the real murderer who killed him that night.

"What do you think?"

"The poor monk who committed the crime this time thinks that it should be for the sake of wealth, I wonder if there are any valuable treasures on your three brothers?" Tang Song asked knowingly.

The Meng brothers hesitated, and finally took out a package from under the bed under the coercion and temptation of Tang and Song, and unfolded it to see that it was indeed the brocade robe.

Suddenly, the treasure light in the house bloomed, and the Buddha's voice was great, only to see that everyone was stunned, and the old monk's body trembled slightly, and his face was amazed.

"How did you get this robe?"

The brothers of the Meng family hesitated, and it took a long time before they said: "This robe was given by an old monk that the three brothers and I met on the road, and I originally planned to find a good place for it, but I didn't expect to suffer this disaster." ”

"Do you remember the appearance of the old monk?" Tang Song's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

"Just a rough impression. The second child of the Meng family frowned, and thought carefully about it with a bitter face, and it took him a long time to describe it roughly.

"Good job!" Hearing the description of the Meng family brothers, Tang Song couldn't help but gasp, and secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart, he was almost sure that the unknown old monk was the incarnation of the Guanyin Bodhisattva, from Chang'an to the Eagle Sorrowful Stream, the Bodhisattva's taste has not changed at all.

Tang Song glanced at the Meng brothers with a sympathetic face, you are a big deal this time, you are a big deal this time, even Guanyin Bodhisattva you dare to slaughter, you will definitely not be able to give birth to a son in this life, even if the son is not the king next door, it will definitely not be like that. But don't worry, just survive this life and wait for the next life, and you won't have to worry about these mundane things in the next life, because you won't be reincarnated as an adult in the next life.

Now the matter is already obvious, this catastrophe is undoubtedly the situation set by Guanyin himself, just waiting for the Tang and Song dynasties to throw themselves into the net.

Tang Song suddenly felt a little pain in his head, and he had already vaguely realized that this time he was really in trouble.

Before going out, he habitually pointed three times at random in the house again, and then pretended to run away, not noticing the increasingly ugly faces of the three monks of Guangzhi......

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In the purple bamboo forest of the South China Sea, Guanyin Bodhisattva sits on the lotus platform with a net bottle in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and a pair of boys stand on both sides.

As if he felt something, Guanyin slowly opened his eyes, "Calculate the time, the brocade robe should also have arrived at the Zen Temple." ”

"Bodhisattva, the disciple has something unclear. The brocade robe was beneficial to the abbot of the Zen monastery for his cultivation, and it could help him to explore the earth immortals, so he naturally became greedy, but the robe was of little use to the Black Wind Monster, so how could he risk wading into this troubled water. A boy wondered.

Guanyin smiled at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes again, and said slowly: "You don't understand, that brocade robe is the treasure of my Buddhism, and the black bear has a Buddha fate, and sooner or later it will enter my Buddhism, this robe is perfect for him." ”

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It was night, Tang Song sat by the window with a solemn face, looking at the dark sky outside in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Wukong, the poor monk is always unsettled tonight, I am afraid that something bad will happen tonight, you must remember, no matter what happens tonight, don't leave the poor monk's side rashly. Tang Song solemnly admonished, he was really afraid of this monkey pit, and he didn't have any bottom in his heart.

Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Song strangely, but still nodded in response.

Tang Song breathed a long sigh of relief, this time there was a monkey to protect him, and there was a white dragon horse outside the door to help, he wanted to see who was going to take his life tonight!

As the night deepened, Tang Song lay on the bed and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and he didn't know how long it had been, just half-asleep and half-awake, when he suddenly heard a terrible scream piercing the night sky, which frightened Tang Song to suddenly open his eyes and jump up from the bed.

"Not dead...... Tang Song touched his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the night sky outside that was still dark, and then glanced at the radiant Sun Wukong next to him, and said in his heart that tonight's death should have been spent safely, but he still didn't figure out how he died that night.

"Wukong, is there any movement in the night?"

Sun Wukong said: "There are some small movements, originally my old grandson also planned to join in the fun, but thinking of what you said before, I stayed here again." ”

Tang Song: "......"

He died unjustly that night, but it is not known who killed the monkey while it was slipping away.

"It seems that something is going on outside, let's go take a look. ”

Tang Song and Sun Wukong came to the west courtyard again after looking for the sound, only to see a group of monks standing in the courtyard with torches, illuminating the courtyard with bright lights.

The old monk stood in the crowd, his eyes were about to split, his face was gloomy, and it was even more eerie in the light of the fire.

There were three monks standing opposite, disheveled, slightly embarrassed, it was the three of Guangzhi.

There were two corpses lying in the middle of the courtyard, and when they looked at it by the firelight, it was the two brothers of the Meng family, and they both died for some reason.

"Criminal, you dare to covet treasures and ruin my good deeds, and you don't quickly hand over the precious robe!" The old monk broke off, and the Zen staff in his hand was heavily slammed on the ground, and the hard bluestone bricks below were actually shattered and turned into powder.

"The old guy is going to spew blood, the brothers of the Meng family are worthy of killing us, but the robe is no longer there, at this time, I think it was I who fell into your trap, presumably you have already taken the robe away while people were unprepared, just waiting for the three of us to throw themselves into the net, so as to frame this matter with me!" Guangzhi sneered, looking like I had already seen through it.

"Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, this time I underestimated you!" Guangquan said with a reluctant face.

The old monk's face became more and more gloomy, and when he saw the arrival of the Tang and Song dynasties, he barely calmed down, took a deep breath and said: "In front of the holy monk, do you three still have to quibble! The poor monk has always been restless tonight, although he has warned you before, but he knows that you and other criminals still can't let go of the greed in their hearts, the poor monk thought about it and decided to come to take a look, but it was still a step too late, and when the poor monk arrived, the two donors had already died for a long time, and the robe had already disappeared, and there were only you and the other three people on the scene, and said that the robe was not what you were waiting for?!"

Guangzhi sneered, "Now that the matter is over, why should the abbot act again, the brothers of the Meng family are worthy of killing us, but it is not certain who took this robe." ”

"Boom!"

The old monk's hair was all open, the wide monk's robe shook in the wind, a powerful wave of qi gushed out on itself, and the strong sense of oppression made everyone have to retreat again and again, and the sweeping monk mode was full of firepower!

"I'll give you one last chance, hand over your robe, the poor monk will spare you and you won't die!"

"That's what we said, old guy, as long as you hand over the robe, maybe the three of us will let you live in the past!" Guangzhi looked disdainful, and there were words in his mouth, and the robe wrapped around his body slowly fell off, standing in the wind like a living person, a human face loomed on the robe, the resentment in his eyes was compelling, and there seemed to be a ghost crying wolf howl in the air.