Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

At this time, he raised his head to look at the great monk Xuanzang. At this time, the sun was setting, and a ray of sunlight shone on the bright red cassock on his body, unexpectedly reflecting a faint halo of light, the sun...

Does this work too?

Eighty percent of the people present saw this faint halo of light as the light of Buddha, right?

My good fellow, Xuanzang really had some shit luck, and accidentally made these people think that the Buddha descended to earth. Now it's hard not to be famous...

Then look at Wei Wang Li Tai, kneeling on the ground, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to lift his head, for fear of retribution from the Buddha for what he said just now.

This grandson is really scared!

Chapter 738 Senior Brother Second Senior Brother Third Senior Brother

Of course, besides Guo Ye, there was another person who did not kneel down to worship, and that was Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng looked at Tang Xuanzang on the high platform, who was wearing a golden light, as if the Buddha had descended, and he really envied and hated him again.

Ordinary believers don't know why, Li Chunfeng, as a Taoist, pretends to be a ghost every day, can't he see what's going on here?

He stood behind Guo Ye, curled his lips in a low voice, and said sourly: "God is short-sighted, and the setting sun and the rays of the sun can produce such a scene. Hmph, it's really cheap, this great monk. Look at it." His pretense is just to fool the believers!"

Guo Ye turned his head and gave him a blank look, and shouted in a low voice: "You kid kept the door open, don't lose people's jobs, but provoke the attacks of nearly ten thousand believers. When the time comes, you will be bitten into pieces." It’s so messy that I don’t even know who to complain about.”

Uh……

Li Chunfeng was so frightened that he tightened his mouth immediately. He was well-informed in Panlong Temple, and he had never seen the madness of believers. If he really went crazy, he would definitely kill you.

Soon, Xuanzang, taking advantage of the crowd's prostration and worship, closed his eyes slightly and clasped his hands together, and muttered a scripture to himself. His voice was as warm as a spring breeze, and nearly ten thousand believers were mesmerized by the sound of Sanskrit.

Seeing this, Guo Ye secretly praised, Monk Xuanzang went to the west to learn scriptures, he really knows how to play tricks, and he is getting better and better at creating opportunities and exaggerating the atmosphere.

Tsk tsk, it's hard to think about it without success.

But now there are people kneeling and worshiping all around, it's not the same thing for him to stand like this, it seems that he and Li Chunfeng stand out from the crowd, which is quite embarrassing.

Even the crown prince, the king of Wei, several princesses, and even Princess Wencheng, who was calm and calm on weekdays, knelt down to worship. Guo Ye suddenly felt bored, because he was really not interested in chanting sutras and chanting Buddhism.

At this time, an extremely handsome novice came up to him, relieved him of the embarrassment, and said in a respectful voice: "Yizhou Hou, the abbot of this temple knows that you and your teacher are close friends, please sit in the meditation room for a while, wait After the master preaches the scriptures, he will come to the meditation room to meet the Marquis of Yizhou."

Guo Ye was overjoyed when he heard this, nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, okay, little master, please lead the way, I'll go to the meditation room and wait for Monk Xuanzang."

Speaking of winking at Li Chunfeng, this guy naturally understood that standing here as a member of the Taoist sect was more uncomfortable than Guo Ye in this environment and atmosphere.

Seeing the little novice leading the way, Guo Ye found that Liu Zhenxuan was still kneeling on the ground, listening with gusto, so he kicked him lightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Your boy is quite energetic, you seem to be deep Like Gu Huigen, hurry up and leave."

Liu Zhenxuan got up suddenly, laughed twice, and followed Guo Ye and Li Chunfeng to the meditation room in the backyard of Da Ci'en Temple.

When the group of them passed by the thatched cottage where Princess Wencheng and Princess Gaoyang lived, Princess Gaoyang suddenly called out in a low voice full of joy and excitement in his ears: "Sister Huangjie, look at this delicate little monk, he is Master Xuanzang's disciple is called Bianji. How is he? He looks extraordinarily handsome, right? He's going to die, this little monk is so charming, I..."

faint! ~

Hearing Princess Gao Yang's whispering, Guo Ye glanced at the little novice leading the way again. How dare this be the famous Hua Monk Bianji?

It's not that enemies don't get together, and there's no pairing without adultery, it's all good now, Princess Gao Yang has already started eyeing the little flower monk Bian Ji.

Following Bianji all the way to the backyard of Da Ci'en Temple, he came to a meditation room, Bianji stopped at the right time, and said with a respectful face: "Yizhou Marquis, take a rest inside for a while, and wait for the affairs of your family and teachers." I will invite my tutor to come and meet with you."

Guo Ye didn't know why the little monk Bianji was so respectful to him, probably because he knew about his friendship with Xuanzang, right?

Looking at the humble and polite look of this little monk, he doesn't look like the Monk Hua who was a few years later. How dare he have the guts to sneak onto Princess Gaoyang? I don't understand, I really don't understand. .

As soon as the defense machine left, he led Li Chunfeng and Liu Zhenxuan into the meditation room. While doing nothing, the three of them chattered about in the meditation room.

Time passed quickly under the bragging and farting, and in the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.

At this time, listen to the voices from the place where the altar was opened. It was noisy and chaotic, as if it was the rhythm of nearly ten thousand believers leaving the venue.

It's finally over?

Just as Guo Ye was secretly speculating, there was a creak, and the door of the meditation room was pushed open, and Tang Xuanzang in cassock came into the room led by his apprentice Bian Ji.

Guo Ye looked at Xuanzang's dry lips that were a little cracked, and his face looked tired. It was not as majestic as it was on the high platform just now, and the Buddha's light was shining.

But he knew that the Tang Xuanzang at this time was the real Tang Xuanzang, the Tang Xuanzang who was an ordinary man with flesh and blood, and he was not so mysterious at all.

"Amitabha……"

Tang Xuanzang clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name. He bowed deeply to Guo Ye in front of his disciples and outsiders, and said in a loud voice: "The poor monk can get the scriptures from Tianzhu, and when he returns to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, he can be accepted by Buddhist believers." Respect as a holy monk depends entirely on the guidance of Master Guo back then, Amitabha, so good, so good!"

Now, Li Chunfeng and Liu Zhenxuan were dumbfounded. They still know each other emotionally?

On the contrary, Monk Bianji seemed to know everything a long time ago, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

Seeing that Xuanzang is now an eminent Buddhist monk, Guo Ye could not help but humbly say to himself, "Monk Xuanzang, you are now out of touch, aren't you? What is the relationship between you and me, what kind of friendship? By the way, you used to be called the benefactor Guo, could it be that the great monk doesn't recognize me as a brother?"

"what?"

Xuanzang was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized, and changed his words: "Yes, yes, the poor monk almost forgot the brotherhood agreement between you and me. Hehe, I am a Buddhist, so I can't perform the ceremony of brotherhood with you. But you and I should be called brothers, sins and sins, how can a poor monk forget his roots. Bianji, although brother Guo is a little younger than me, I have always treated him like an elder brother. From now on, he will be your uncle, uncle Guo! "

"Yes, Master." Monk Bianji put on a respectful face and replied crisply, "Bianji will definitely treat Uncle Guo as a disciple from now on."

Xuanzang looked at his clever apprentice with satisfaction, and praised: "Good, great good!"

The situation changed suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, Guo Ye turned into the brother of the eminent Buddhist monk Xuanzang again, making Liu Zhenxuan and Li Chunfeng really overwhelmed.

Especially Li Chunfeng, looking at the enthusiasm of Tang Xuanzang and Guo Ye, and the sweetness and obedience of the monk Bianji, immediately felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and secretly said in surprise, this is not a good sign, I have to hurry up and talk to the master Just report it.

Seeing Guo Ye and Xuanzang reunited happily, he felt a little bit of complaints in his heart, especially contemptuous of himself as a cheap uncle who concealed his relationship with Xuanzang from him, grandma's, Daoist Originally, I was thinking of sneaking in to spy on the enemy, but I didn't expect that the biggest enemy turned out to be my cheap uncle, hehe...

At this time, Xuanzang, who was chatting, suddenly ordered his disciples: "Bianji, you go and ask the three of them to bring in the gift that the master brought back from Tianzhu this time, and the master wants to give it to brother Guo with his own hands."

"Okay, master!"

After the defense machine finished responding, he ran out of the meditation room.

When Guo Ye heard that Xuanzang brought him a gift, he was naturally full of politeness: "Monk, you are too polite, too polite."

Although he was polite, the joyful look on his face still betrayed the truest thoughts in his heart.

Darling, the gift brought back from Tianzhu all the way, could it be some beautiful Persian cat or something from the Western Regions?And three people have to send it in together, tsk tsk, this gift is definitely not small.

After a while, Monk Bianji returned to the meditation room, followed by three people who entered the room one after another.

The leader was a monkey-cheeked man with a sharp mouth and evil eyebrows, holding a stack of manuscript-like documents in his hand.

The one in the middle has a fat head and big ears, with a big belly on his head, holding a wooden tray in his hand, on which is a folded sheepskin.

The last one, with beards all over his face, was tall and thick, and carried a burden on his shoulders, and the two ends of the burden seemed to be filled with large wooden barrels.