Chapter 914: Evil people still need to be punished by evil people
Not only him, but inside the cave, the black bear spirit covered his arms, his face turned blue and red, sometimes his eyes widened in anger, sometimes he gritted his teeth.
Fortunately, after all, he was successful in cultivation and had a good character. He suppressed his anger and did not go out to die.
At the same time, a strong doubt emerged in his heart.
Can such a rude monk really obtain the true scripture?
If Buddhism selects people according to this standard, then wouldn’t it be a waste of effort for him to be a neighbor of Guanyin Monastery all these years, always inviting eminent monks to give lectures, eat fast and chant the Buddha’s name?
After a while, the sounds outside the stone door finally calmed down.
Nie Changchuan curled his lips, returned to the dull-looking Sun Wukong, raised his hand and patted his shoulder and said: "Disciple, you are right, this guy is indeed an eggless guy. Let's go to Guanyin Temple to stay overnight. Don't do it." It’s bad luck with this monster.”
After saying that, Nie Changchuan put the luggage into Sun Wukong's hands, and Shi Shiran got on the horse.
Sun Wukong looked at the luggage in his hand, stood up silently, and followed Nie Changchuan out of Black Wind Mountain.
Above the clouds, Guanyin Bodhisattva stood quietly in the clouds, chanting the name of the Buddha fiercely, and the willow branches in her hands were pinched out.
This guy used to beat up monsters when he saw them, and he was never nagging. If the monkey hadn't been frustrated this time, Guanyin wouldn't have known that he was also good at scolding people.
"...It's sloppy, it's sloppy!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva felt regretful, and would have postponed the journey to the West for a few more years if he had known better.
Even if there is a difference in destiny, it is better than being stuck between a rock and a hard place now!
But now, she can only think about it.
After all, Tang Sanzang's cultivation is getting better and better, and Sun Wukong is not bound by the tightening curse. The two masters and disciples have the same affinity. If they join forces, no one in the entire Three Realms can control them.
No matter what, just make a mistake and hope that Buddhism’s luck will not decline because of this...
Guanyin Bodhisattva let out a long sigh, and immediately disappeared into the clouds and mist.
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But when Nie Changchuan and his party came to Guanyin Temple, they heard that Nie Changchuan was a holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and they immediately welcomed them with joy and did not dare to neglect them.
Nie Changchuan took Sun Wukong into the Guanyin Temple and found that the monks in these temples all wore flowers and brocade, embroidered with gold, and were gorgeously dressed. They did not look like the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, but looked like children of wealthy families in Chang'an.
According to the script, the abbot of Guanyin Temple, Elder Jinchi, has a greedy and possessive personality.
When he saw Tang Monk's brocade cassock given by Buddha, he immediately felt evil and wanted to take it for himself. Then there was a plot where the temple caught fire and the monkey went to heaven to borrow a fire shield.
However, there is a premise for this plot, that is, the monkeys see each other showing off their wealth, so they start to compare.
But now, Nie Changchuan is used to wearing this monk's robe with excellent defense, and the monkey has been devastated by the previous blow from Black Wind Mountain, and has no intention of showing off the brocade cassock.
Under such circumstances, if the two masters and disciples stayed in the Zen monastery, they would be looked down upon by the monks in the monastery for their clothes, and then they could get through it easily.
After deducing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief and silently watched everyone in the clouds, hoping that the master and apprentice would leave as soon as possible tomorrow so as not to harm the incense of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
That night, the master and the apprentice had a fast meal and rested in the guest room.
Suddenly, Nie Changchuan sobbed and secretly wiped away tears with his back to Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong had never seen his master acting like this before. He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Nie Changchuan wiped away his tears and said with a sad face: "I have been a monk since I was a child and was raised by my mentor and the monks of Jinshan Temple. In the past thirty years, I have slain demons and demons for my master, which can be regarded as a glorious name for Jinshan Temple." Number."
"But fame is just fame after all. You can't drink it or eat it."
"Now that I see the gorgeous clothes and lavish food in Guanyin Temple, I feel very ashamed to be a teacher. I always feel that I owe my uncles, uncles, brothers and sisters at Jinshan Temple..."
Hearing Nie Changchuan's shameful words, Sun Wukong was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Generally speaking, shouldn't these two things be the other way around?
Why did you start rebelling against Tiangang when you got to Master?
The temple is supposed to be the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, a place of poverty. This Guanyin Temple is the real problem!
Seeing Sun Wukong's dull expression, Nie Changchuan glanced at him, and then quietly stepped on him under the table.
Wukong was in pain and came back to his senses. Facing Nie Changchuan's eyes, he suddenly understood the deep meaning of his master's words.
……I see!
A smile appeared on Sun Wukong's face, and then he grabbed his master's arm and whispered: "Master, it is easy to give back to the master. I see that this Guanyin Temple is quite wealthy. The monks in the temple are all dressed in gorgeous clothes and have no worries about eating and drinking. Why don't we sacrifice our dignity tomorrow and ask them to donate some precious clothes and cassocks and take them back to our master?"
Nie Changchuan looked at him with a look of relief, then shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter if you ask for alms, or if you want to save face, it's just that there are only two of you and me. Even if Xiao Bailong shows up, we can only ask for three cassocks at most."
"But my Jinshan Temple has a vast gate, and there are more than a hundred monks in the temple. This... this..."
Nie Changchuan looked embarrassed and couldn't help but choked up.
Sun Wukong quickly comforted him: "There are too many monks and too little food. It is indeed a problem. However, it is easy to solve. You and I, masters and disciples, all have magical powers. We only need to cast a spell in the middle of the night to kill these monks and take away their cassocks. That's it!"
"presumptuous!"
Nie Changchuan glared at him: "How can someone commit murder under His Majesty's feet?"
Sun Wukong blinked his eyes and whispered: "What if Guanyin Guanyin cannot see?"
Nie Changchuan fell silent, seeming to consider the possibility of this plan.
"Boom——"
Above the clouds, thunder suddenly flashed across, illuminating the expressionless face of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
The two masters and apprentices sang together and made it clear that they wanted to build the Guanyin Temple.
Okay, okay, the poor monk restrained the believers not to cause trouble, but you are trying to take advantage of the poor monk's followers!
...Is this a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty? This is a fierce bandit from the Tang Dynasty!
Guanyin Bodhisattva was angry, but did not dare to show up and try to stop them.
Over the past few days, she has roughly understood Nie Changchuan's character.
This person can be said to be compassionate when it comes to big matters, but when it comes to trivial matters, he can do as he pleases!
If Guanyin dared to show up at this time, Nie Changchuan would dare to ask her for property directly, and even force her to ask her why Guanyin Bodhisattva needs so many treasures to enshrine.
Under such circumstances, no matter how angry Guanyin Bodhisattva is, he can only break his teeth and swallow it.
At the same time, in the guest room, Nie Changchuan shook his head and said: "No, this plan is not appropriate, let's choose another plan!"
"this……"
Sun Wukong looked hesitant. At this moment, he suddenly felt something strange in his palm. When he looked down, a monkey hair flew up and quietly wrote a big word on his palm -
fire?
Sun Wukong was startled for a moment, then smiled.
"Master, I have a plan!"
"Oh?" Nie Changchuan perked up, "What's the plan?"
Sun Wukong whispered: "I see that there is a special firewood house in Guanyin Temple. Firewood is available all year round. It would be better if my disciples took advantage of the night to perform a fire trick and burned the firewood house, causing the temple to light a fire. ”
"At that time, master, go to the front yard and call for people to put out the fire. Disciple will make a change, sneak into the warehouse, and take away the treasure cassocks. When the fire subsides tomorrow, all these treasures will be burned!"
Nie Changchuan was overjoyed and said happily: "Okay, okay, this plan is brilliant, brilliant!"
It’s hard, the fist is hard!
Guanyin Bodhisattva held the jade purification bottle tightly, and after a long sigh, she disappeared, out of sight and out of mind.
Nie Changchuan glanced at the ceiling, sneered, and then arranged for Sun Wukong to set fire to the house during the third watch.
This Guanyin Zen Temple is rich and luxurious, but filthy and dirty. The abbot, Elder Jinchi, is greedy, loves to compare, and has connections with monsters. He has lived for a full 270 years with the help of elixirs provided by monsters.
Nie Changchuan would definitely not believe it if Elder Jinchi had never done any evil in the past two hundred and seventy years.
Since he was able to discuss killing people and seizing treasures at night while staying in the original version of Tang Monk, it means that he has already done this kind of thing.
Nie Changchuan had known the plot for a long time, so it was naturally impossible for him to let these cassock-clad devil sons and grandsons go.
So, that night, the master and apprentice acted as planned.
Sun Wukong set fire to steal the treasures, and Nie Changchuan called for people to put out the fire. The master and the disciples performed their respective duties, and smoothly put all the gold and silver properties, cassocks, Buddha treasures and all the cassocks and Buddha treasures accumulated by Guanyin Temple over the past hundreds of years into the alms bowl.
The next morning, looking at the monastery that had been burned by fire all night and the monks crying in front of the warehouse, Nie Changchuan quietly took the bronze bowl from Sun Wukong with a satisfied smile on his face.
Arriving in front of the dull-looking Elder Jinchi, Nie Changchuan recited the Buddha's name, expressed a few hypocritical condolences, then mounted the white dragon horse and left the place with Sun Wukong.
When passing by Black Wind Mountain, I happened to bump into the black bear spirit who had seen the fire last night and was going to quietly go to the monastery to check on the situation.
Sun Wukong immediately took out the golden cudgel, stopped the frightened black bear spirit, and gave him a good beating.
Afterwards, the two masters and apprentices led the black bear spirit to his cave and plundered the cave full of treasures and elixirs, leaving the black bear spirit who was crying without tears before returning home with a full load and a smile.
Walking on the westbound road, looking at the back of the master on the horse, Sun Wukong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
It’s true that evil people still need to be punished by evil people!