After settling Chen Yi and Sun Wukong in a separate courtyard, the middle-aged monk found an excuse to leave and hurriedly went to report the situation to the old courtyard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAfter all, Datang is a big country in the upper state, and you can't slack off.

When the old courtyard master heard that it was a senior monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, he was also extremely happy, and ordered his subordinates to hurriedly prepare a meal for Chen Yi and his two apprentices. He himself cleaned up for a while before coming to meet with Chen Yi.

But when he saw Chen Yi, the old courtyard owner was obviously unhappy. I thought to myself how could the Tang Dynasty be so poor, even His Majesty's Qincha monk was dressed so shabby, it seems that the Tang Dynasty is nothing more than that.

But when he came, he didn't want to turn around and leave immediately, so he sat down opposite Chen Yi, pretended to be very polite, and folded his hands and said: "My Zen temple is remote and poor, what is the inconsiderate hospitality, and I hope that the monks are not strange." ”

Chen Yi has long seen that this old thing is duplicitous, extremely snobbish, and a bird in the TV series. However, Chen Yi also pretended not to be aware and replied: "The old courtyard master is too polite, and the poor monk is grateful." ”

The old monk smiled faintly, waved his hand and said: "The senior monk does not have to be polite, I think that the Tang Dynasty is the country of the upper state, and the senior monk is the envoy of His Majesty the King of Tang, so he must have brought a lot of treasures." ”

Here it comes!

Chen Yi knows that the plot is back, so let this old guy pretend to be forced, and then slap himself in the face and have a refreshing journey to the west.

So, Chen Yi said modestly: "The old courtyard master smiled, although the poor monk is my Wang Qincha, but all the way to the west, it is inconvenient to carry too much luggage, all the way to the fate, it is also a kind of practice." ”

Sun Wukong didn't make a sound, he only cared about eating next to him, and looked at Chen Yi from time to time. He just wanted to see how long the master could endure before he could suppress these snobbish monks. Anyway, he knew that Master, this guy, would definitely not put up with it.

The old monk had a sense of superiority when he talked about it, and said with a faint smile: "The senior monk is really a model for my generation, and the old monk admires it very much." However, the way to learn the scriptures is far away, and there are many temples and pagodas in the places where you pass, and the monks will definitely have a lot of robes to change into the Buddha. ”

"Wow, you have a lot of hair!" Chen Yi said modestly again: "The old courtyard master smiled cheaply again, and the poor monk was ashamed, there was only one robe." In this way, the old courtyard owner must have a lot of robes. ”

Without waiting for the old monk to speak, the middle-aged monk who went to open the door just now said with a look of contempt: "Sensei said that we are too master, even if we are poor monks, there are thirty or fifty pieces." ”

"That's it!" another middle-aged monk answered: "Our Taishizu's robe is not the same style, at least there are four or five hundred pieces!"

The old monk waved his hand to signal the monks to be quiet, and then said with a faint smile: "On weekdays, I tell you to study more, but I don't listen, and I can't even remember the basic numbers." There are not many robes of the old man, that is, seven or eight hundred. ”

"Wow! What a poor monk's admiration!" Chen Yi pretended to be surprised: "In this way, the old courtyard master can open the robe appreciation meeting." Presumably, the old dean is also 100 years old. ”

"Hahaha!" It was the middle-aged monk with the thief's eye who spoke first: "Our Taishi Ancestor is already two hundred and seventy-three years old, how can we be worthy of our Taishi Ancestor at the age of 100?"

"Hmph, what is more than two hundred years old?" Sun Wukong still took the lead and couldn't hold his breath, jumped on the table with a breath, stroked the long hair on his forehead and said: "At this age, give my grandson a great-grandson, my grandson is still too young." ”

"Wukong, Hugh is rude. Chen Yi stopped Sun Wukong and smiled at the old monk: "Don't be surprised by the old master, my stubborn man doesn't speak through his brain." Although he has lived for a thousand years, he is still so ignorant, which is really the fault of a poor monk. ”

"What?"

The old monk stood up and kept looking at Sun Wukong, his face full of incredulity. He didn't believe that this monkey head was older than him. After all, not everyone can be so lucky, be able to have Taoist friends to practice, and get a long life.

The other monks didn't believe it, thinking that Chen Yi was bragging, and he didn't make a draft at all. One by one, they all showed extremely disdainful eyes.

Chen Yi didn't care, and continued to smile: "Just now, I heard from the old courtyard master that there are seven or eight hundred robes, which makes the poor monks feel admired. I wonder if the owner of the old courtyard can please bring out a robe to open the eyes of the poor monks?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong knew that this guy Master was about to start a counterattack, and the show was going to be staged immediately, and he was looking forward to it.

The old monk was very calm, waved his hand and ordered: "You two, go to my meditation room, take out a box at will, let the Tang monks taste and taste, and see if the robes collected by the old monk can enter the eyes of the monks." ”

The two little monks hurriedly took the order, and soon came with a large wooden box, placed it outside the meditation room, opened the lid, and invited Chen Yi to go and watch.

Chen Yi was not polite, walked to the wooden box, picked up those robes and looked at them casually. However, he still kept praising it: "It's really a good robe, the old master is really blessed, and he has collected so many good robes, which makes the poor monks very envious." ”

"Where, where. The old monk smiled very cheerfully, his vanity was greatly satisfied, and he waved his hand and said, "The holy monk has praised it, and the old man is really ashamed." ”

Chen Yi threw the robe back into the wooden box in his hand, nodded and said, "Indeed, the old courtyard master should be ashamed." ”

In a word, the monks couldn't reminisce, they all looked confused, and looked at Chen Yi in a daze, not knowing what this poor monk was talking about.

Chen Yi sighed softly and said: "I have lived for two hundred and seventy-three years, collected a large box of tattered robes, and used them as treasures to show off, you are not ashamed, who is ashamed?"

"You...... What are you talking about?" The old monk was very excited, pointed at Chen Yi and said, "You say, these old man's collections are all tattered robes?

Chen Yi touched his bald head and said, "How can you compare my robe with your tattered things? That is a great insult to my robe." Okay, look at your cowardice, let me show you what a real treasure is! Wukong, work!"

"Order!"

Sun Wukong moved quickly, jumped over with a whoosh, took out the brocade robe, and handed it to Chen Yi. The monkey face also smiled extremely sinisterly.

Chen Yi didn't bother to say anything, so he directly opened the brocade robe and laid it on the big wooden box, and the action was done in one go, that is called a handsome, that is called a cool!

Brush!

The eyes of the monks were suddenly focused, staring closely at the brocade robe that glittered in the sun, and their faces were full of incredulity. His feet didn't obey the call, and he hurriedly approached the brocade robe, and was stunned.

"What a baby!"

"I've never seen such a precious robe, and now I look at it, it's not in vain!"

While watching, the monks admired from the bottom of their hearts, and circled around the brocade robe, which was fascinated by it. What's more, tears of excitement were left directly.

Chen Yi and Sun Wukong glanced at each other, and both showed evil smiles. It seemed that they heard the sound of a slap in the face.