But it was said that Sun Wukong took the fire cover, sent it to the South Heavenly Gate with a somersault, and handed it to the Guangmu Heavenly King and said: "Thank you for borrowing, thank you for borrowing!"

The Wide-eyed Heavenly King accepted it and said, "The Great Sage is sincere. I'm worried that you won't return my baby, and I have nowhere to ask for it, and I'll send it if I'm happy. ”

Sun Wukong said: "Lao Sun is the person who cheats in person? This is called borrowing well and repaying it, and it is not difficult to borrow again." ”

The wide-eyed Heavenly King said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, why don't you sit in the palace for a while?"

Sun Wukong said: "Lao Sun is different from before, and the rotten bench is talking about it." Now Bao Tang monk is not idle. Rong Xu, Rong Xu!" hurriedly said goodbye to the clouds, and saw the sun and stars, and came to the front of the meditation hall, changed into a bee, flew in, and appeared the true image, when the master was still asleep.

Sun Wukong shouted: "Master, it's dawn, get up." ”

The golden cicada woke up, turned over and said, "Exactly." After putting on his clothes, he opened the door and came out, and suddenly looked up and saw some red walls, and disappeared from the towers and palaces, and exclaimed: "Ah, why are there no palaces?

Sun Wukong said: "You are still dreaming! ”

Jin Chanzi said: "How do I not know?"

Sun Wukong said: "It was Lao Sun who protected the meditation hall, and when he saw that the master was asleep, he was not alarmed. ”

Jin Chanzi said indifferently: "You have the ability to protect the meditation hall, why don't you save the fire of the other room?"

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Good teacher father knows." Sure enough, according to what you said yesterday, he fell in love with our robes, and calculated to burn us. If it weren't for Lao Sun's consciousness, he would have been ashes by now!"

When Jin Chanzi heard this, he pretended to be scared and said, "Did they set the fire?"

Sun Wukong said: "Isn't he who he is?"

Jin Chanzi said: "Didn't you neglect you, what did you do?"

Sun Wukong said: "Lao Sun is such a lazy person, doing such a bad thing? Lao Sun saw that he was poisonous, so he didn't fight the fire with him, but only helped him a little. ”

Jin Chanzi said: "Tianna, Tianna! When the fire starts, it should only help the water, how can it turn to help the wind?"

Sun Wukong said: "Do you know that the ancients said that people didn't hurt the tiger's heart, and the tiger didn't hurt people's hearts." If he doesn't make fire, how can I make the wind?"

The golden cicada said casually, not entangled, and said, "Where is the robe?

Sun Wukong said: "It's okay, it's okay! It can't be burned! The abbot who put the robe has no fire." ”

Jin Chanzi hated: "I don't care about you! But there are some injuries, I only read those words, you are dead!"

Jin Chanzi panicked and said, "Master, Mo Nian, Mo Nian! Wait for me to get it and walk. ”

The golden cicada led the horse, and Sun Wukong took the burden, walked out of the meditation hall, and went to the abbot behind.

As he walked, the little white dragon asked, "Isn't Master so tired?"

Jin Chanzi said with a smile: "In the past, I performed in front of Sakyamuni for five hundred years, and I have long been perfect. ”

Xiao Bailong said: "Sometimes I think Master is terrible, sometimes I think Master is very pure, sometimes I feel that Master is very pitiful, and sometimes I feel that Master is asking for death." ”

Jin Chanzi smiled slightly, not annoyed, and said, "Last night, did someone find you?"

The little white dragon shook his head and said, "Not really." Master, do you suspect that this Guanyin Monastery is a bureau set up by Guanyin? So what is he for?"

Jin Chanzi said: "This is also where I am suspicious, I have not understood it since last night." ”

But he said that those monks, who were in a sad mood, suddenly saw his master and apprentice coming with horses and burdens, and bluffed one by one and said: "The unjust soul is asking for his life!"

Sun Wukong shouted: "What kind of unjust soul is asking for your life? Quickly return my robe!"

All the monks knelt down and kowtowed together, saying, "Grandpa! If you want to ask for your life and don't do our business, you are all plotting with the old monk to harm you, don't ask us for your life. ”

Sun Wukong said aggressively: "I'll take you damn brutes! The one who asked you for your life! Only take the robe to return me to walk!"

During the process, two bold monks said: "Master, you have been burned to death in the meditation hall, and now you are here to beg for robes, and you are still a ghost?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "This gang of evil animals! What fire is there? You go to the front to see the meditation hall, and then talk!"

The monks got up and looked forward, and the doors and windows outside the meditation hall were not burned for half a minute. Everyone was terrified, only to realize that Jin Chanzi was a monk and Sun Wukong was the protector of the Dharma, and they all stepped forward and kowtowed: "We have eyes but no beads, and we don't know the real world! ”

The golden cicada did not wait for them to lead the way, and walked by himself, and the monks were even more surprised, worthy of being a divine monk, they even knew the path, but they didn't know that the golden cicada had been here last night. Seeing that the abbot really had no fire, the monks rushed inside and shouted: "Father-in-law! Tang Seng is a man of God, he has never been burned to death, and now he has harmed his belongings! Take out the robe as soon as possible and return him." ”

This old monk couldn't find his robe, and burned down the house of the temple, and was in a very troubled and anxious place, when he heard this, how dare he agree? Because he had no way to think about it, he couldn't advance or retreat, he dragged his steps away, bent his waist, and really hit the wall, but he only hit his brain and blood, and his throat was broken and his throat was stained with red sand!

The panicked monks cried: "The master has been killed, and he doesn't see the robe, how can he be born?"

Sun Wukong said: "I think you are hiding it." Come out, issue a handbook of flower names, and wait for the grandson to check them one by one!"

The master of the upper and lower rooms issued two handbooks for the monks, heads, boys, and Taoists of the temple, and a total of 230 people.

Sun Wukong asked the master to sit high, but he searched from the beginning one by one, and he had to liberate his clothes, point them clearly, and there was no robe. And he searched the cages and articles that had been taken out of the houses from the beginning, and found traces there.

When Jin Chanzi saw Sun Wukong tossing like this, he sat on it and recited the mantra.

Sun Wukong fell to the ground, holding his head, very uncontrollable, and only taught: "Mo Nian, Mo Nian! Guan Xun returned the robe!"

Sun Wukong jumped up, took out an iron rod in his ear, and wanted to hit those monks, but was stopped by the golden cicada and said: "This monkey head! You are not afraid of headaches, and you are still rude? Hugh do it! And don't hurt people! Interrogate me again!"

The monks kowtowed and bowed, and said to the golden cicada: "My lord spares his life! It's all the old dead ghost's, isn't it? He looked at your robe last night, only cried deeper, and never dared to look at it, thinking about it for a long time, making a family heirloom, designing a plan, and burning the master. When the fire started, the wind was blowing, and everyone only cared about fighting the fire, moving and looting things, and did not know where the robe went. ”

Sun Wukong was furious, walked into the abbot's house, lifted out the corpse of the ghost who touched the death, chose to peel it off and take a closer look, and there was no treasure in his body, so he dug the abbot three feet into the ground, and there was no trace.

Seeing this, Jin Chanzi couldn't let Sun Wukong toss anymore, so he said to himself: "It's not in the temple, is it being found by demons?" ”

When Sun Wukong heard this, he hurriedly asked the master of the courtyard: "Do you have any monsters here?"

The master of the courtyard said: "Don't ask, don't want to know." There is a Black Wind Mountain directly southeast of me, and there is a Black King in the Black Wind Cave. I, an old dead ghost, often preach to him, and he's a goblin. Nothing else. ”

Sun Wukong said: "How far away is that mountain?"

The master of the courtyard said: "It's only twenty miles, and the one who can see the top of the mountain is the one." ”

The walker smiled: "Master, don't worry, there is no need to talk about it, there must be no doubt that the black monster stole it." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "His compartment is twenty miles away from here, how can it be cut off from him?"

Sun Wukong said: "You have never seen the fire at night, shining thousands of miles, bright for three days, and Hugh said twenty miles, even two hundred miles have also seen it! Wait for Lao Sun to look for him. Then he called the monks over and said, "You are waiting for a few to bury the old ghost, and a few to ambush my master and guard my white horse!"

The monks received the promise.

Sun Wukong said again: "You wait for Mo Shun'er to agree, and when I go, you won't come to flatter." Those who look at the master should have a pleasant face, and those who raise white horses should mix the water and plants evenly. If there is a slight difference, I will see it with you as a stick!" he took out his stick and struck it at the burning brick wall, and smashed it to pieces, and shook down seven or eight layers of the wall. When the monks saw it, they were all soft and numb, kneeling and kowtowing and tearing: "Grandpa goes with a relieved heart, we will try our best to be pious and worship the master, and we will never dare to slack off!"