The Journey to the West goes nine to five in heaven

What does it feel like?

Red|Naked flaunting of wealth turns into a sentence of thrift in others' mouths.

Good guy, this is more painful than a slap in the face!

Tang Sanzang really didn't have any bad intentions, he just simply stated the facts.

After all, what Tang Sanzang got before, whether it was the treasures of the palace, or the cassock given by Guanyin Bodhisattva later.

Which one is not a first-class treasure?

Just these two small jade plates and two small cups?

Forget it, that's it?

If it weren't for Tang Sanzang's relatively high quality, relatively low-key, and not being able to pretend to be aggressive, Tang Sanzang would have pushed this beast to the ground and slapped him in the face!

But the old homeowner is not happy.

I worked hard, cheated, burned, killed and looted, and opened the Black Zen Temple here for more than 200 years, only to barely get these two precious things.

Are you saying that I am thrifty?

Pretentious people can't hear this!

Immediately, the old homeowner sneered,

"So, Great Tang Monk, what treasure do you have? Can you show me to open my eyes?"

Tang Sanzang didn't even think about it, he took out his treasured cassock without guarding against others,

"Look."

Tang Sanzang flung out the brocade cassock.

After the water and land meeting, Tang Sanzang was driven into obsession by the cassock and tin staff, and he was in great pain.

But later, Xitian renovated the cassock with the tin rod, but removed the Buddha light on it, leaving only the materials of the eight scriptures.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang threw out the brocade cassock, and all the monks present seemed to be staring at the sun, terrified,

"Ah! It's so dazzling, how can there be such a magic weapon in the world?!"

The old homeowner was even more outrageous, his eyes were so wide open that they almost seemed to be shining.

Brocade cassocks are made by ice silkworms and woven by silkworms, woven by immortals, and machined by goddesses.

There are square clusters of embroidered seams on it, covered with red agate, purple coral, luminous pearls, relics...

It can be said that it is stealing the moon and whitening, competing with the sun for red.Strips of fairy spirit, blossoming auspicious light.

Seeing Tang Sanzang holding the brocade cassock, the old master was dazzled for a moment, and his saliva flowed down with greed.

"Your Excellency, can you lend me to go back and have a look at it?"

Tang Sanzang didn't even think about it, he waved his hand,

"Take it, I can replace it tomorrow."

With pride, Tang Sanzang relies on his own cultivation, so what if it is just a brocade cassock for you to take a look at?

Tang Sanzang kept the Buddhist precepts in his heart.

Tang Sanzang just wanted to trick them into breaking the precepts, and then save them!

If I don't complete all of them today, it will be very difficult for me to end!

This move is to learn a hand of transcendence!

Small details, all details.

Sun Wukong seems to have seen what Tang Sanzang meant.

In order to prevent his master from being contaminated with too much karma, Sun Wukong is kind-hearted, but he reminded him,

"Hey, kid, have you figured it out yet?"

"This stuff is hot."

But the old homeowner ignored Sun Wukong's reminder at all, and just said with a dry smile:

"Don't worry, I just borrowed it for one night and will return it tomorrow morning."

As long as you can survive tonight.

"Then I won't disturb your rest."

The old master waved his hand.

But he ordered all the monks to clean up the meditation hall in front of him, take two rattan beds, set up bedding, and invite Tang monks and disciples to rest.

You also pretended to arrange to see him off tomorrow morning, and put on a very peaceful and amiable look.

The masters and apprentices closed the meditation hall and fell asleep.

Tang Sanzang fell asleep, and suddenly said:

"Disciple, as a teacher, I really want to set up this Buddhist monastery."

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and blushed: "Master, I advise you to be kind."

Tang Sanzang sighed, very unwilling,

"It's a pity that you can't take the initiative to kill, damn it!"

Tang Sanzang was very sorry, with a sad look on his face.

Sun Wukong shook his head, good guy, he is so passionate, he is really indescribably awesome.

But he said that the monk had tricked him into getting the cassock and held it under the lamp in the back room.

A group of monks gathered together, their faces were full of gloomy and greedy expressions.

"My dear, you are indeed from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, and you are rich!"

"or……"

"Hey, think about it clearly. The Tang Dynasty is strong and strong. Once the Tianzhu Buddhist Kingdom is defeated, the next step is to settle accounts with us!"

"If it's any other place, if you rob it, you'll just rob it. It's not easy to do it for the eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty..."

The monks are still timid.

However, the old monk looked so hard that his eyeballs almost stuck to the brocade cassock.

After a long time, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the old homeowner,

"Even if it belongs to Datang, if it is robbed, it will be robbed! At that time, the old rules, killing and dismembering corpses, abandoning the wilderness, who else can find any evidence!"

"Besides, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the Tang Dynasty is also a distant country. How can you touch me?!"

"I want to seize the treasure, but I don't want to leave any traces. What do you guys do?"

As the master of Guanyin Temple, the old master's words are also domineering.

And the monks present all swallowed their saliva, but they nodded one after another, emboldened their courage!

Now that the old homeowner has made a decision, he naturally has a backbone.

The young monk Guangzhi jumped out, his face was full of sinister,

"Tonight, each person will ask for a bunch of dry firewood, abandon the three meditation halls, set fire to them, and teach him that he has nowhere to go, even the horses are set on fire!"

"People saw it in front of the mountain and behind the mountain, and they only said that he was careless and set fire to it, and burned my meditation hall down. Didn't the two monks burn to death? It's easy to deceive people's eyes. Isn't the cassock our family heirloom? "

The old homeowner was overjoyed, clapped his legs and shouted: "Strong, strong, strong! This plan is clever, very clever!"

"Tonight, do it!"

That night.

Tang Sanzang and Monkey King fell asleep in the room.

Sun Wukong fell asleep, but Tang Sanzang tossed and turned.

His compassionate arms are just about to move!

But it is absolutely impossible to kill for nothing.

This is the principle, do not kill innocent people.

Even from those words, it can be heard that this group of people seems to have a bad background.

But there is still no evidence, let alone hands-on.

In the best case, it has to be that they break the precept, and if it is the kind of killing precept that happens to cause a big accident!

That's easy to say.

Tang Sanzang was about to fall asleep unwillingly, but suddenly heard noise outside the room.

Looking quietly, his eyes lit up.

I saw that the monks, carrying firewood and grass, had surrounded the meditation hall and set fire to it.

Everyone is familiar with the road, so don't be too experienced.

The little monk Guangzhi sneered and dropped the torch,

"No matter how strong the strength is, it's not a matter of fire for me to kill you?!"

As soon as the fire fell, the monks turned and left.

However, just as they turned around, a pair of tiger-like eyes lit up in the room!

Tang Sanzang pushed the meditation room away and picked up the torch again.

Tang Sanzang saw that there were already flames rising everywhere, so he punched out suddenly.

The fist wind scattered all the flames!

At this moment, all the monks ran away, and no one knew that Tang Sanzang had stopped the fire.

Tang Sanzan held the torch in his hand, with compassion in his eyes,

"For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, the poor monk wishes you prosperity!"