Elder Qingxin stepped forward and opened the first box: "This treasure is called the Lamp Glass Cup, the wick is lit, and it can pass through the wall, but it is the old man who spent 3,000 gold, which was exchanged from Jia Shanren. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Elder Qingxin smiled and opened the box next to him: "This ...... This treasure is a purple gold wooden fish, which is as melodious as a drum bell when it is lightly tapped, and it costs Lao Gao 6,000 gold!"

"And this, and this......" Elder Qingqing said, and the wooden box on the other side of Raqqa, "Tut-tut...... Lao Ge's rarest treasure is this one, called to make a seven-treasure exquisite robe, touch it with your hands, it is like a cicada wing, it costs ...... It cost the old man 12,000 taels of gold......"

Where does Sun Wukong care about the glass cup and exquisite robe, seeing that Elder Qingxin is endless, he frowned and took the Buddha statue, got up and left, Elder Qingxin saw that he was in a hurry, and hurriedly stopped: "Shi ...... How does ......the donor want to go? I'll give you a thousand ...... this Buddha statue How about a thousand pieces of silver?"

"Go, go, go! Don't say a thousand silver, it's a thousand gold, and my grandson won't sell it!" Sun Wukong pushed Elder Qingxin with one hand, got up and left.

The Qingxin elder fell to the ground, still smiling: "Donor, donor! The price is negotiable, the price is negotiable, six thousand...... Six thousand silver, it can't be higher!"

"Looks like how people like you can enter the Buddha's gate!" Sun Wukong sneezed, got up and left.

Elder Qingxin was furious: "Monkey, you don't keep this Buddha statue!"

Sun Wukong was never afraid of people making threats: "What if you stay, what if you don't stay?"

"What a spilling monkey!" Elder Qingxin said angrily, "The things of the Pure Heart Zen Temple, can you take it if you want, and take it if you want?"

Sun Wukong frowned at the corner of his eyebrows: "You old monk, you still have to buy and sell it! This golden Buddha was originally brought by my old grandson, how did it become yours!"

"How down-and-out are you, a monkey, how can there be a statue of a god and a Buddha, and no one has captured this monkey with me!" Elder Qingxin said, and fifteen or sixteen novices rushed in outside the door, each holding a ring stick in his hand.

Sun Wukong was angry from his heart: "What a place for Buddhism to cultivate, my old grandson will smash your Zen temple today!"

Sun Wukong snorted, smashed the package, pulled up the Mangsang stick with one hand and smashed it, the stick fell, there was a wail, a novice flew out of the paper window, all the novices besieged and fell, the monkey long stick swept up, swept thousands of troops with one move, and the house was full of howls.

Seeing that this monkey was powerful, Elder Qingxin hurriedly said, "Ring the courtyard bell quickly, ring the courtyard bell quickly!"

The boy responded and left, Sun Wukong jumped up, the horizontal stick smashed, the boy couldn't dodge, was beaten to the ground, his body was not bloody, but the green mist flew up, turned into a piece of mulberry wood.

"What a pure heart meditation temple, it was originally a place for demons!" Sun Wukong was furious, stepped on the seven-star footwork, and turned back and forth among the novices, the stick danced like a strong wind, and everywhere he went, it was a mess.

The people who made incense in the Zen courtyard heard the noise in the backyard, and they all had to get up and watch, and when they saw the appearance of the monkey, they suddenly shouted loudly: "No...... Oh no! Monkey demon trouble, monkey demon mountain!"

Everyone listened to the monster, how dare to stay in the Qingxin Zen Monastery for a long time, in a hurry, panicked and walked straight to the courtyard gate, so many people in the Zen courtyard, how to withstand such crowding, with a bang, the gate of the Zen Monastery was squeezed down!

Everyone is in a hurry, where do they care about these, they go straight to the mountain gate, and for a while the sound of shouts continues, and some people are trampled on the soles of their feet, and they go to their lives!

Burn incense in the front yard to make a novice, and at this time you have to rush up, see Sun Wukong, get up and fight!

The people in the Qingxin Zen Academy, most of them are martial artists, they have not practiced much, and they only care about welcoming guests and paying money on weekdays, and their skills are also old and dull.

This side of the box, a stick straight pick, the novice fell into the blue lotus pond, that side of the box, the two novices have to face each other, collide with each other, and suddenly turn into the water, Sun Wukong jumped on the railing, the stick swept a crowd to smash the pool, the stick walked to provoke everyone to squeeze each other, and then had to get up, volleyed a kick, and wailed from the voice.

Sun Wukong killed all the way, kicked the furnace in the front yard, kicked the stove in his hand, and hit the green pine, with the huge thick branches, straight from the house and fall, the meditation room, the merit pool, the golden lotus garden, are all inevitable and difficult!

Sun Wukong fought successfully, entered the main hall, and put the guardian god general, the golden-bodied Arhat should be a stick Zhao Bureau, the first moonlight Bodhisattva is made of pure gold, which is difficult to smash, and it was also overturned by a monkey with a stick, and it was smashed in the main hall with a "bang".

"Fake monks and Buddhas like you are really insulting the word Qingxin!" Sun Wukong shouted, volleyed a stick in the air, and flew the plaque of the Qingxin Zen Temple!

Seeing that this monkey was powerful, how could he dare to face each other, so he had to kneel on the ground one after another, calling for the king to spare his life, Sun Wukong snorted coldly, and he didn't bother to care about everyone anymore, so he took a stick in one hand and went down the mountain.

Sun Wukong went down the mountain, his heart was happy, halfway through, he saw a line of foot head tuo, good head tuo, a white robe holding a steel crescent silver shovel, a black cloth beggar bag wrapped around his waist, a big black wood rosary with a dragon eye on his neck, and a void on the top of his head, leaving only three or five green silks, his eyebrows were open, and he looked like a fierce god.

Sun Wukong looked at it and frowned, and wanted to speak, but he didn't want the head to speak first: "The donor is good, reward some money and stomach, and the little monk will pray for the donor, and put a stick of incense on the Qingxin Zen Temple." ”

When Sun Wukong heard the words "Qingxin Zen Temple", he suddenly felt familiar with each other, and groped under him, only three or five copper coins, and threw them into the bowl.

The head of the head frowned, and then said: "Donor, people rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold makeup, so three or five copper coins, how can the little monk use it?

On the way to the west, Sun Wukong will get a porridge and a meal, and he also needs to be thankful for his life, and he will call for good, if he gets some money, I don't know how happy he is, how have he ever seen Toutuo like this, and he got money, but he still said little.

Sun Wukong frowned at the corner of his eyebrows, and said coldly: "How is the world like this, the person who gives money is called by the person who receives the money, and my old grandson only has this money, so I don't have to give you more!"

Tou Tuo laughed when he heard this: "There are all guests who come and go to the mountain, how can there be no money to worship the Buddha, you are too stingy, be careful of bad luck in the future." ”

Sun Wukong became angry, and scolded at the moment: "You Toutuo, just give you money and don't thank you, how can you talk badly about each other!"

Toutuo glanced at Sun Wukong, laughed, and threw three or five copper coins to the ground: "This kind of thing can only send beggars, if the poor monk suffers, won't he be worthy!"

"The bald donkey is hateful!" Sun Wukong was furious, Mangsang stick swung straight down, Tou Tuo laughed, not to be outdone, and picked up the crescent shovel in his hand to welcome ......