As the sun sets, the golden red light is sprinkled on the road, gilding the originally inconspicuous small dirt road with a layer of brilliant brilliance, on the horizon, a figure slowly appears, it is a handsome monk, with bright teeth and red lips, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, as if the aura between heaven and earth is all gathered in him, the corners of the monk's mouth are slightly upturned, as if it is the most beautiful scenery in the world, holding the reins with both hands, eyebrows and eyes flying, happily galloping on the road, and his crotch, is a pure white ............ Alpaca, that's right! Alpaca! Legendary Beast!

"Master, you told me to become this thing, really a divine beast, the king of horses?"

The alpaca turned around, and the coquettish uncle had a pair of sharp eyes on his face, turned out nostrils, and always crooked corners of his mouth, plus a head of white hair, which made people feel that they were mocking themselves at a glance.

Sanfu looked at the obscene uncle's face, and compared it with the pink face of the little white dragon in his mind, he couldn't help it, and sprayed ......

"Poofha, of course, of course, how could the master lie to youhahahahaha!"

"Master, why does Lao Sun look at Xiaobai's face, and always think that she is provoking me, and I can't help but want to beat her......"

Wukong stared at the little white dragon with an unhappy face, and the golden hoop stick in his hand waved in the air, as if the uncle face of the alpaca was in front of him, and suddenly, Wukong jumped up,

"Master, master, there is a temple in front!"

The three funerals were immediately happy when they heard it, and they didn't have to live in a tent tonight!

"Oh no...... Hurry up!"

Walking to the front, the three burials looked up and looked at the Guanyin Monastery, recalling the plot of Journey to the West, and my heart was stable.

"Wukong, knock on the door!"

Wukong agreed, walked forward, knocked on the door, and after a while, the door creaked open, and out of it came a beautiful monk, in his twenties, wearing light gray monk's robes, seeing the three burials, his face was slightly red, and his hands were folded on the three burials.

"I don't know if the master is coming, and I won't welcome him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Where does the master come from and where is he going?"

Sanfu looked at his slightly red cheeks and the corners of his mouth twitched,!

Calm down, take a deep breath, and say as calmly as possible:

"We are from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, we want to go to the West to learn the scriptures, it's not early today, I want to sleep here with you, and leave early tomorrow morning, okay?"

The little monk was stunned, looked at the three burials, and then looked at Wukong and the little white dragon who had changed back into human form, and opened his mouth in embarrassment,

"It's okay for the master, but this is the pure land of Buddhism, these two female donors ............"

"They are my apprentices and monks, so it's okay!"

"This ...... I'll ask the abbot, and the master will wait a moment. ”

After speaking, the little monk retreated, and the three burials looked in through the door, and the temple meditation room was overlapped, and the scale was not small!

"Yohe, how can such a big temple be built in this barren mountain and wild place?"

"After all, this is Guanyin's dojo, when the old grandson traveled in the world, he found that most of the people worship Guanyin Bodhisattva, because Guanyin Bodhisattva often comes to the world to help the people, and several Buddhas basically do not show up, just stay in the spiritual mountain to practice, but few people worship it. ”

Wukong helped the three burials popularize science, so that his understanding of Guanyin has changed a lot, yes, virtuous and virtuous, hey, hey, the three burials are beautiful, and he is determined to develop some relationships with Guanyin that surpass his colleagues, well!

At this time, the door of the courtyard suddenly opened, and an old monk wearing a gorgeous robe came out from inside, the robe on his body was full of gold and silver jewelry, and the straight sound of the bell and the hammer when he walked up, showing the temperament of the nouveau riche, the old monk saw the three burials, his eyes lit up, and he walked out quickly.

"Master, please come in, come in!"

Saying that, the three burials greeted them in,

"Look at the master's dust, it must be a day's journey, Guangde! Go and prepare a meal to entertain the master!"

The little monk who opened the door earlier answered, turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare a meal, and the three burials laughed,

"Emma is polite, they're all monks, haha!"

Said that the group entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall, erected a golden statue of Guanyin in the middle, and looked at this Guanyin statue with three burials, folded his hands and bowed slightly, his face looked respectful, but he thought in his heart that this fat head and big ears of the broken gold statue is as good as the sister of Guanyin herself.

The old monk saw that he did not kneel down, puzzled, but did not say anything, and invited them to his abbot's room to rest, after a while, the meal was ready, although there was no meat, but the taste was not bad, the master and apprentice three people ate quite full, after eating, drank some tea, the old monk rubbed his hands, looked at the three burials, and said with some excitement:

"Lao Ge has long heard of the Tang Dynasty, I heard that the Tang Dynasty is the kingdom of the Heavenly Empire, there are rare treasures everywhere, ordinary people wear gold and silver, Lao Ge has only one hobby in his life, that is to watch the gorgeous and precious robe, since the master is from the Tang Dynasty in the East, presumably he must have brought a precious robe, the old man is the most gorgeous robe in the whole temple, I want to come to the master's robe, it must be a hundred times more gorgeous than my one, can you take it out and let the old man enjoy it?"

Three burials and a listen, happy, the highlight is finally here, I like to slap my face the most, wave my hand,

"Wukong, take it out and show him!"

"Okay!"

Wukong responded, took out a wooden box from the luggage, put it on the table, and gently lifted the lid.

"Ahh......h This robe!

A dazzling golden light shot out of the box, illuminating the entire room, Wukong raised his eyebrows proudly, and said to the old monk:

"How's that, isn't it dazzling?"

"Actually...... It's unimaginable!"

"Do you feel the injustice of reality? No matter how much you recite the Buddhist scriptures and live longer, you can't get it.

Wukong ruthlessly opened his mouth cannon and smashed the old monk's glass heart to pieces.

"The main event hasn't been played yet!

The three burials are replaced with brocade robes, and the robes woven of pure gold silk are embroidered with delicate lotus patterns with red threads, showing nobility and elegance, worn on the three burials, closely fitting his tall figure, and his handsome face is illuminated by golden light, clothed with a layer of faint brilliance, and it is even more holy, like an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world, descending to the mortal dust.

"Ha, ha...... The master put on his robe and ...... It makes the robe even more dazzling!"

The old monk's excited face was flushed, and even his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, as if he was at a high tide, and he felt a chill when he saw the three burials.

"Only the master can really play the charm of this robe, even if you get your hands on it, it's useless, envy, right?

Wukong proudly opened his mouth and wrote the word show off all over his face,

"Alright, put it away. ”

The three burials posed, and then they wanted to put away the robe, because this robe was too sassy, and even if it was not as shameful as the three burials, it was embarrassing to wear it for too long.

"Whoaa

The old monk suddenly cried and was startled,

"It's too dark, the disciple's eyes are dizzy, and he can't see the robe completely, please be sure to borrow the robe from the disciple to watch it overnight, and return it tomorrow ......"

Hearing this, Sanfu smiled coldly, believing that you are a ghost, but he has confidence in himself and Wukong, and is not afraid that he will play crooked ways, just wanted to agree, and listened to the old monk continue:

“...... Together with the masters"

"Click!" "Click!"

The crisp sound of Sansheng burst out at the same time, Sanfu crushed the chair handle, Wukong stepped on the floor, and Xiaobailong shattered the teacup............