"You carry the burden, I lead the horse, usher in the sunrise, send away the sunset, step on the bumpy road, become the road, fight the hardships and dangers, set off again, and set off again. ”

Early the next morning, Yang Zhen followed Tang Sanzang to Lingshan, playing in the mountains and rivers all the way, enjoying the beautiful scenery, and the days passed freely. When Tang Sanzang rested, Yang Zhen competed with Sun Wukong, discussing the Tao together, bickering, and occasionally chatting with Tang Sanzang about Buddhism, and in a blink of an eye, another month passed.

On this day, a group of three people walked to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, Tang Sanzang looked up and saw that it was getting late, so he wanted to find a family to spend the night. Tang Sanzang rode on a horse and looked into the mountains from afar, only to see that there were shadows of buildings in the mountain col, and the palace was heavy, and it must be a big family.

"Wuzhi, look at where you are, is there a family? Tang Sanzang said.

Yang Zhen's eyes were very strong, and when he looked into the mountain, he saw that it was a temple with extremely luxurious architecture, and the sign of "Guanyin Zen Temple" was hung on the door. After seeing it clearly, Yang Zhen said to Tang Sanzang: "Master, it is a temple, and the temple is dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva. ”

When Tang Sanzang heard that it was a temple, he was immediately overjoyed, and regardless of physical fatigue, he rode to the Guanyin Monastery on a white dragon horse.

The three of them came to the door of the Guanyin Monastery, Yang Zhen came forward and knocked on the door, just when a monk came, Yang Zhen said where he came from and asked for a night's stay.

Seeing that they were also from Buddhism, the monk invited Yang Zhen and the three of them to enter, and at the same time asked Xiao Shami to inform the abbot that there was a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil.

After meeting the abbot, Tang Sanzang made it easy for the abbot to talk. The monks here are all greedy for money, and the abbot boasted of wealth and wealth in his words. Pair your own precious robes, as well as some Buddha treasures. The show goes on and on. I also saw that although Tang Seng was from a big country in the east, he was in tatters. It's a bit of a contempt.

Sun Wukong was originally a good-faced person, and he felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, so he took out the Jinlan robe in his bag to show off.

The brocade robe is given by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and there are thousands of ingenious pearl pendants on it, and all kinds of rare Buddha treasures are accumulated. This Jinlan robe is not only gorgeous, but also a rare magic weapon, compared with the Jinlan robe, even if the old monk takes out all the treasures in the temple, it is not as good as a silk thread on the Jinlan robe.

Yang Zhen saw Sun Wukong fighting with people to get rich. I couldn't help but feel funny, but I also felt that the old monk was very hateful and wanted to teach him a lesson.

With a chuckle, Yang Zhen reached into his arms, but secretly pulled out a piece of hair and quietly cast a spell in his arms, turning it into a string of green jade Buddha beads. After taking it out, Yang Zhen said with a smile: "This green jade Buddha bead is given by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the green jade on it is a treasure jade that was bred in the South China Sea for hundreds of thousands of years." After being refined by Guanyin Bodhisattva for 9981 days, the magic weapon was formed. In addition to calming the nerves, this green jade Buddha bead can also be used for self-defense. ”

When the words fell, Yang Zhen threw the green jade Buddha beads into the sky. After casting the spell, I saw the blue light flickering, and the people present were shrouded in blue light. I only felt a burst of refreshment, and my soul seemed to be sublimated.

After a show. Yang Zhen took back the green jade Buddha bead and put it in his arms. Then he said, "Old abbot, how is my baby?"

"Wonderful!" When the old abbot saw such a treasure, he was really moved, and stepped forward to kneel down for Tang Sanzang, and said with tears in his eyes: "Alas!

Tang Sanzang helped the old abbot up and asked, "Why did the old abbot say that?"

"The two treasures of the holy monk, when they were displayed just now, it was already late, but the old monk's eyes were dizzy and he couldn't see clearly, wouldn't it be a fate?" said the old monk with a sad face.

When Yang Zhen heard this, he rumored to Sun Wukong: "Monkey, this old monk is afraid that he is greedy for treasures, let's play with him?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he replied: "Okay!"

Tang Sanzang's face was not as good as the old abbot, and he was squeezed by the old abbot with nothing to say, so he had no choice but to lend the Jinlan robe. But the old abbot still wanted to look at Yang Zhen's green jade Buddha beads, and licked his face and begged Tang Sanzang for a while, Tang Sanzang had no choice but to look at Yang Zhen.

"My green jade Buddha bead is an ancient treasure, if it is lost, how can it be good?" Yang Zhen was puzzled.

The old abbot hurriedly said: "I can't lose it, I can't lose it." If it is lost, the old monk is willing to pay with his life. ”

"That's it, if the green jade Buddha bead is lost in your hands, then you have to carry me to Lingshan to learn scriptures. Yang Zhen said.

"Enlightenment, don't be rude, the old abbot is old......"

When Yang Zhen heard this, he said disdainfully: "This old abbot is only about two hundred years old, and I am already more than seven hundred years old this year, that is, I haven't married a wife yet, otherwise my grandchildren will be older than him!"

The old abbot was very embarrassed when he heard this, but the face of the people was not covered, and after agreeing to Yang Zhen's request, he hurriedly took the green jade Buddha beads away, and then arranged for Xiao Shami to take Yang Zhen and the three of them down to rest.

Sure enough, that night, the old monk ordered someone to set fire, intending to burn all three of Yang Zhen to death.

As soon as Yang Zhen saw that the old monk was so vicious, after pinching a fire avoidance trick to protect Tang Sanzang's house, he blew the fire even more vigorously with a gust of wind, and in less than a moment the entire temple was on fire. At dawn the next day, when Tang Sanzang woke up and went out, he saw the temple that had been burned to ashes.

Although Yang knew that the black bear spirit would come to steal the shelf, this was also one of the eighty-one difficulties, and it could not be destroyed, so he could only wait for the black bear spirit to steal the robe, and then Yang Zhen would rob it.

Robbing while the fire is Yang Zhen's fun. Walking up to the poor old abbot who was crying, Yang Zhen said: "Old abbot, you can return our treasures to us! My master's Jinlan robe and my green jade Buddha beads are not afraid of fire, so return them to us quickly!"

Where can the old abbot take out the treasure, he immediately played a scoundrel and said: "The treasure was stolen by the monster, and it is not with me." ”

When Yang Zhen heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "Old abbot, do you remember what you promised me yesterday?"

"This ......" The old abbot heard this, and couldn't answer for a while, but then he turned his heart sideways and said scoundrelly: "The baby is in the hands of the monster, you go to the monster and get it." ”

"Of course we'll get it back, baby, but you're going to carry me to Lingshan. Yang Zhen said with a smile.

The old abbot also said angrily: "I can't carry it, you might as well kill me!"

"Monks don't kill!" Yang Zhen smiled slightly and said, "But I have another way!"

As Yang Zhen shouted 'change!', the old abbot immediately turned into a white horse, on all fours, and couldn't stop neighing in his mouth. stepped forward and patted Bai Ma's neck, Yang Zhen smiled and said, "So you can carry me to Lingshan, you have worked hard along the way!"

"Wuzhi, you quickly let go of the old abbot!" Tang Sanzang was shocked when he saw Yang Zhen turn the old abbot into a white horse.

Yang Zhen smiled when he heard this: "Master, this is what he personally promised me, he will carry me to Lingshan, and you don't want him to be a monk of the same generation! If this is the case, not only will he not be able to become a Buddha, but he will also go to hell after death, and he will not be able to live forever." ”

"This ......" Tang Sanzang hesitated a little.

"Master, the prince of the West Sea can turn into a white dragon horse, why can't he change?" Yang Zhen sneered. (To be continued......)