Chapter 549 Charcoal Seller, Do You Want to Go with Us to Learn From the Scriptures? [Monthly Ticket Requested]

Soon, there were piles of firewood around the Guanyin Hall. Guangmou, who came up with the idea, held up a torch and lit the firewood himself. When the fire lit up, he rushed to the Zen room behind to announce the good news.

What an idiot... Wukong complained, feeling that Guangmou's IQ and Dharma name were completely inversely proportional.

Even if this thing is successful, the person who gets the cassock is Elder Jinchi, but the shit basin will be held on you, the arsonist.

Once the government comes to investigate, Guangmou will definitely be pushed out as soon as possible, but the biggest benefit recipient, Elder Jinchi, can be pushed out completely.

Guangmou came up with the idea and started the fire. I'm just a bad old man who likes cassocks. What can I do wrong?

The fire was getting bigger and bigger. Wukong took a close-up shot around the burning Guanyin Hall, then sat cross-legged on the roof of the side hall, waiting quietly for the hot little bear to appear whose face he couldn't see clearly.

"On such a dark night, even if the black coal came to me, I would not be able to see it clearly."

After teasing his future second junior brother, Wukong took out a bottle of canned orange from the bag on his waist. Just as he was about to take advantage of this rare opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery, he suddenly saw heavy rain falling from the sky, heading straight towards the burning Guanyin Hall.

But before they fell, those raindrops seemed to have entered another space and been transferred away.

Well? Is this someone having a fight?

Wukong stopped eating cans and quickly flew into the air. He saw a huge jade bottle hidden in the clouds and mist in the sky, which was giving rain.

Above the Guanyin Hall, there is a golden gold-tin Zen staff floating. Whenever raindrops fall, the Zen staff will automatically open a ghostly passage, and the raindrops will fall in and water the roots of a dying peach tree.

Hey, it can actually open the gate to the underworld. Isn’t this the magical weapon of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

Could this be two Bodhisattvas fighting in the distance?

Wukong thought this scene was quite interesting, so he took out a pack of Qiacha melon seeds and a bottle of cherry-flavored Coke from the bag on his waist, intending to watch the show up close.

Two king-level Bodhisattvas are fighting. The Three Realms have not been so lively in many years.

However, before he could eat melon seeds, drink Coke and enjoy the close-up movie viewing service in the VIP box, the jade purification bottle and Zen staff came to him.

You can't even watch the excitement, you're so stingy... Wukong quickly flew away on a somersault cloud, just in time to see a black wind floating over from the south.

Oops, the little bear is here!

The black bear spirit turned into a black wind, which originally came towards the Guanyin Hall, but at this time the fire had already reached the sky. The wind looked around and then rushed towards the Zen room in the backyard.

Not long after, the black wind carried Xuanzang's colorful cassock away from Guanyin Temple and headed south.

Okay, the disaster has officially begun, and now it’s time to outwit the little bear.

Wukong completed his mission. He checked his luggage to make sure he had everything with him. He went to the backyard to say hello to Xiao Bailong, then went outside the monastery, found a tree branch, lay down on it, and fell asleep.

In the real world restaurant, everyone sat together and started eating freshly cooked vegetarian noodles.

There are toppings for noodles on the table, such as mushroom sauce, fried chicken berries, olives, hazelnut mushroom sauce, pickled beans, fried eggplant dices, stir-fried tofu, pickled bamboo shoots... There are seven or eight things prepared. Xuanzang could eat everything without any meat or meat.

"Thank you, His Highness the Holy Son. You can eat what you should. You don't need to take such care of the young monk."

Xuanzang was a little flattered and quickly bowed and thanked him.

Li Yu put some sour beans into his bowl and said with a smile:

"We are also following you to eat some vegan meals and experience the life of a layman... You're welcome. Eat as much as you can, don't be restrained."

Zhou Ruotong took Li Yu's mobile phone, read the requirements of the scenic temples and asked:

"Xuan Zang, don't you also want the statues of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"No, just worship my teacher Tathagata Buddha."

Liu Xie thought of the Buddhist knowledge he had just learned not long ago and asked:

"What about the Wei Tuo? Don't you want it? The small temple should erect a Wei Tuo pestle and not accept monks from outside."

Xuanzang shook his head:

"This is not a Buddhist temple and does not require Skanda protector."

Mu Guiying was confused:

"What's wrong with the ground? Will Wei Tuo be turned upside down?"

Li Shimin said:

"Your Majesty, Third Master, does not know that the Skanda in temples generally have three postures. One is holding the demon-conquering pestle vertically with one hand, which is also called shoulder-carrying Skanda. It generally refers to large temples. Wandering monks and traveling monks can hang it for free. The second type is to put Skanda's hands together, and the pestle is placed across the arm, which is also called laying the Skanda horizontally. Wandering monks can hang it for one day; the last one is a small temple, with the pestle leaning on the ground, which means You are not welcome to hang out with monks.”

The wandering monks in the past knew what to do when they saw Wei Tuo's posture. There was no need to argue or communicate, which was more convenient.

Xuanzang took a bite of noodles and gave everyone some similar knowledge.

He came here today and wanted to go to the scenic spot to see where the temple was built, but it was already late at night, so he forgot about it and would go take a closer look next time.

After finishing the noodles, Zhao Feng drove an electric tricycle and took his wife and children up the mountain. Zhao Yun followed behind on a battery car. The family talked and laughed. The scene was very warm.

Mu Guiying was very emotional when she saw it:

"I don't know if I was right in kidnapping Xiao Feixue. I hope Brother Zhao Feng won't blame me."

Li Shimin said:

"No, I asked him just now. Brother Zhao is busy learning knowledge now and can't take care of this. But that little Qian'er thinks it's a good thing that his uncle and aunt are ambitious and shouldn't stop them."

After eating and drinking, the young Emperor Taizong was ready to go back. He came to the warehouse and moved a box of lighters and a box of matches, preparing to have someone go to Jinyang City to exchange for a wave of gold first.

Liu Xie drove an electric tricycle, took away a truck of various condiments and drinks for the full moon banquet, and returned to the Three Kingdoms world.

There was also a truck of fruit juice drinks and white wine on the way, so we had to wait a little longer.

Everyone went back, and Xuanzang didn't want to disturb everyone's rest, so he simply stayed in the warehouse of the homestay to meditate.

Mu Guiying asked with a smile:

"Little Sanzang, do you want me to find you a horror movie to watch?"

"No, I'll just look at my phone for a while and recite some scriptures silently, so I won't bother the Saint Princess."

According to the time, it will be dawn there at one or two in the morning, and we can go back to take charge of the situation.

After hearing this, everyone didn't say anything else and went upstairs to rest.

Xuanzang came to the warehouse. Yuwen Chengdu was too lazy to rest, so he simply sat down cross-legged and chatted with Xuanzang until one o'clock in the morning. Xuanzang felt that the time was almost up, so he got up and said goodbye and returned to the Journey to the West.

Passing through the time and space door in the middle of the warehouse, Xuanzang appeared in the ruins of the collapsed Guanyin Temple. The door he left was still there, which should have been specially kept by Wukong.

Shaking off the dust on his body, Xuanzang stepped out of the ruins. Wukong flew from a distance, and the master and apprentice appeared at the same time.

"The wronged souls are here to claim my life!"

The monks in the temple were so scared when they saw Wukong and Xuanzang coming out of the ruins that they ran around. The timid ones even knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

Seeing this scene, Xuanzang couldn't help but sigh.

It's really like reading all the scriptures to a dog, which is of no use.

Wukong stopped pretending and flew directly into the air, shouting at the monks of Guanyin Zen Temple:

"My dear grandchildren, who set fire to your grandpa last night? Come out quickly, or I will take off your heads and press them into the toilet, and suppress them for 49 years!"

In the past, whenever Wukong said such words, Xuanzang would stop him, thinking that vulgar words violated the purity of Buddhism, but today, he felt that these words were just right and relieved.

As soon as Wukong's figure floated into the air, Elder Jinchi saw it.

He hurried back to the room and found that his cassock was gone. In panic, he didn't know why he had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

However, just as he was about to hit his head against the wall, the original stone wall turned into a soft pillow.

This collision not only failed to commit suicide, but made him feel quite comfortable.

Wukong floated down from the sky, cursing:

"You old skinner, I lent you my cassock out of kindness, but you are not grateful and set us on fire. Tell me! How should this matter end? Don't think you can die. Even if you escape to the underworld, I can still pull you out and fry you in the oil pan for three to five hundred years!"

When Elder Jinchi heard this, he didn't even dare to think of committing suicide. He sat on the ground dejectedly, pointed at Guangmou, and began to blame:

"Everything is his idea. If the holy monk has any grievances, he can vent them on him!"

The vanguard of last night was sold out like this.

Wukong doesn't kill mortals. In this situation, beating him to death is against the Son of God's idea, but it seems unreasonable not to clean him up.

Just as he was thinking, a gun-wielding boy with a wind-fire wheel came from the west:

"Great Sage, Nezha is here!"

Hearing this voice, Wukong laughed:

"I said that Lingshan didn't jump out to show its presence, which seemed a little wrong... Little Nezha, what are you doing here?"

"According to my master's order, escort Elder Jinchi, the head of the temple, Guangzhi, Guangmou and others from Guanyin Zen Temple back to Lingshan to await their fate!"

Since it is a matter of Buddhism, it must be investigated strictly and quickly.

Of course, the most important thing is to get evidence that Guanyin condones believers to do whatever they want, in preparation for depriving her of her authority.

Nezha took out his demon-binding rope, tied up the group tightly, and then took them to a temple at the foot of Lingshan.

Mortals cannot go directly to Lingshan, so they can only find a nearby temple for interrogation.

Wukong didn't ask about these anymore, and turned his attention to finding the cassock.

Xuanzang took over the management of the entire Guanyin Zen Temple, took out all the certificates of ordination, and then held them in his hands, ordered the remaining monks to change into coarse cloth monk robes, and began to clean up the ruins of the Guanyin Temple.

As for those silk monk robes and luxurious clothes, as well as the various collections of Elder Jinchi, they were all sent to Chang'an by Wukong, and Li Shimin converted them into silver and money to help the poor.

Wukong asked:

"These are all local people's blood and sweat, is it appropriate to use them on the people of the Tang Dynasty?"

Xuanzang put his hands together and said:

"When the Duke leads his troops to fight here in the future, these collections will be transported back as spoils of war. Now it is just ahead of schedule... It is right to use the spoils of the Tang Dynasty to help the people of the Tang Dynasty. There is no right or wrong."

Wukong: "..."

Or Master, you should change your name to Sanzang, this Dharma name is more in line with your temperament.

After the teasing, Wukong began to intimidate the remaining monks and asked if there were any demons nearby. As he asked, he found out that there was a Black Wind Mountain 20 miles to the south. There was a Black Wind Cave on the mountain. In the cave, there was a Black King who often came to the temple to sit and discuss Buddhism with Elder Jinchi.

Lian Yalan went up... Wukong called out the mountain gods and land gods to protect Xuanzang, and then flew into the sky and headed straight for the Black Wind Mountain 20 miles away.

As soon as he arrived at the mountain, he saw three demons sitting under the nearby stone cliff.

The top one was a big man like black charcoal, the bottom left one was a Taoist priest, and the bottom right one was a scholar in white.

This scene is very interesting. Among the three goblins, one likes Buddhism, one likes to practice Taoism, and the other is obviously a follower of Confucianism... The three mainstream beliefs of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are actually reflected in the three goblins.

Of course, from another perspective, Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are all fairies of thousands of years, and no one can be said to be noble.

Wukong felt that this scene was quite rare, so he deliberately took a photo in mid-air, then swooped down and raised the golden cudgel as if to strike. The three goblins fled in all directions, each with more agile movements than the other.

In the original work, Wukong killed the warrior in white with one blow, but this time he did not take action.

Bai Xiucai did a good job in teaching and educating people. He was much better than the group of evil-doing monks in Guanyin Temple. There was no reason to kill him.

After the three goblins left, Wukong swaggered to the Batu Cave and ordered the little goblin at the door:

"Go and call out your king and tell him that his grandpa is here!"

While he is not a junior brother yet, he takes advantage of Little Bear Bear first.

However, the black bear spirit was not a vegetarian, so he picked up the black tassel gun and rushed over without saying a word.

I saw him with a face like the bottom of a pot, a black beard, wearing black black gold armor, holding a big gun with a black tassel in his hand, and his whole body was black.

"Where did you come from? How dare you call yourself my grandpa!"

"Hey, my dear grandson, call me grandpa when you meet him. You are very sensible!"

In the original work, Wukong boasted a few hundred words, describing himself as the most famous demon throughout the ages, but was defeated by the black bear spirit with one sentence, so this time he did not boast anymore, but straight to the point:

"Hand over grandpa's cassock, and grandpa will give you a fortune!"

As soon as the black bear spirit heard that Wukong had taken advantage of him, he raised his spear and started fighting. The fight lasted until noon, but the two still couldn't decide the winner.

"Sun Xingzhe, I and I will withdraw our troops for now. When I come to eat, I will bet with you again!"

Soon, the black bear spirit found a reason to leave, and Wukong laughed:

"You're such a tough guy, you will definitely not come out again when you go into the cave. Instead, you will write invitations to prepare for your so-called Buddha's Clothing Party, right?"

Lao Hei will naturally not admit it:

"I just have an empty stomach and am going back home to have a meal. If you don't believe it, come back in an hour and I will definitely be waiting for you here."

After saying that, he planned to turn into a black wind and escape. Unexpectedly, Wukong suddenly asked:

"Charcoal seller, do you eat meat or vegetarian?"

The black bear spirit was a little confused by this question:

"I haven't eaten meat for hundreds of years. Why are you asking, Sun Xingzhe? Do you want to send me food?"

Wukong actually took out a bottle of canned yellow peaches and a bottle of canned oranges and threw them over:

"The iron lid on the top opens with a twist. Have a taste and consider it as a gift to you. Fight with grandpa this afternoon. Put in more effort. Don't act like you haven't eaten."

After saying that, Wukong took the lead and flew away, leaving the black bear spirit unable to react for a moment.

But he didn't have time to think about this at the moment. He quickly returned to the cave, arranged tomorrow's banquet, and hurriedly wrote a lot of invitations, and then he paid attention to the canned food sent by Wukong.

With the attitude of giving it a try, the black bear essence opened and took a sip. Suddenly, his dark face was filled with happiness:

"My dear mother, is there such a sweet food in the world? Couldn't this monkey have stolen it from the Heavenly Palace when it was causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace? How about changing tomorrow's robe ceremony to the Immortal Fruit robe ceremony?"

On the other side, Wukong returned to Guanyin Temple, drank a lot of water, talked about what he had seen in the morning, pointed to the working monks and asked for instructions:

"Master, how to deal with them?"

"Destroy the ultimatum, expel the Buddhist sect, and fend for themselves from now on. If they dare to pretend to be Buddhists, the monks will teach them a lesson... I just looked at the land deed, and Guanyin Temple has nearly a million acres of fertile land under its name, half of which The people in the county are all long-term workers in the temple.”

Xuanzang really wanted to hand over the land deed to Datang, but this place was thousands of miles away from Chang'an, and Qin Qiong didn't know when he would be able to lead his troops to fight over.

Alas, the Buddhist team moved too fast and fell behind at the border.

Wukong rolled his eyes and quickly came up with an idea:

"You can leave it to Bai Xiucai. As a scholar, he definitely wants to be a parent official... Why not let the Tang Dynasty appoint Bai Xiucai as an official here, and use this place as an enclave of the Tang Dynasty. When the army comes, he can return directly. Just go into the arms of the Tang Dynasty.”

Xuanzang thought this was a good idea and planned to collect the black bear spirit and arrange the matter.

Wukong rested for a while and came to Black Wind Mountain again. He met the little demon who sent the invitation. Instead of beating him to death, he knocked him unconscious and tied him to a big tree. Then he turned into the appearance of Elder Jinchi and held the invitation. Post, tremblingly arrived at Batu Caves.

It was going well at first, and Wukong also saw the cassock, but when he saw two cans of fruit solemnly placed in front of the shrine by the black bear spirit, with a magic circle around them, he couldn't help but feel happy:

"My son, is the canned food delicious?"

When he opened his mouth, the secret was revealed, and the black bear spirit immediately fought with him with a black gun.

The two of them fought from inside to outside the cave, and no one could do anything to the other. Without magical powers, Wukong really couldn't do anything to this guy.

But with magical powers enabled, regardless of whether he has the power of heaven and earth, the incarnation outside his body, or the three heads and six arms, Wukong is considered defeated.

It's not scary to meet an opponent in chess. Whoever opens first will be embarrassed.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Wukong thought of the twists and turns in the original work, and took the initiative to jump out of the battle circle and asked:

"Charcoal seller, there are no outsiders here, so I might as well say it straight, do you want to go to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West with us to obtain the true scriptures and benefit all people?"

The black bear spirit was stunned for a moment:

"I heard that the quota is fixed, and other monsters are not qualified to get involved."

"What do you mean it's fixed? Just tell me if you want to go. If you don't want to go, I will use the magic of heaven and earth to kill monsters. If you are willing, you will be my second junior brother in the future."

In Cuiyun Palace of the underworld, Dizang couldn't help but pat his head:

"Why did this Sun Wukong even steal my lines? If you directly take the black bear monster, wouldn't I become a decoration?"

Just when he thought of this, he found that above the Black Wind Mountain, a beautiful porcelain bottle fell from the sky, and the target was the black bear monster.

It's time to work... Dizang put on his cassock without saying a word, picked up the golden tin Zen staff that could open the gate of hell, and appeared on the top of the Black Wind Mountain fully armed, ready to save our little bear...

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