Great sage? !I crossed? !

"Holy Monk, Avalokitesvara has already transcended the cycle of life and death. When we learn Buddhism, we should have no desires or pursuits. Why should we pursue those rotten things? In fact, to worship Avalokitesvara, we only need to be in awe and have a heart to Buddha. That's enough!" Tang Seng stepped forward and said admonishingly.

"Of course I have the heart for the Buddha!" ​​Jin Chi smiled stiffly, and approached Tang Seng, "But as the saying goes, people need clothes, and Buddhas need gold clothes! Jin Chi looked at Daoji specially, "That's really...not only disrespecting Guanyin, but also insulting Buddhism!"

Wukong just wanted to get angry, but felt that there was a gaze that was always staring at him, so he followed the gaze and found that Daoji was looking at him with a face of contemplation, but his gaze was erratic, he was looking at himself, and seemed to be thinking. with things.

Wukong took a look at Tang Monk who was still talking about Buddhism with Jinchi, and slowly moved over from behind Bajie Drifting Monk.

"Stinky Monk, what are you thinking? You're all fascinated!"

Daoji raised his eyes when he heard the words, and suddenly found that the person he was staring at just now suddenly came in front of him. The hot air from Wukong's mouth seemed to be spit on his face, and he was so upset that he accidentally fell to the ground.

All the people heard the sound, turned their heads and looked over, and found that one of them was sitting on the ground in panic, and the other was standing awkwardly. No matter how they looked at it, they felt that something had happened.

"Hey! What are you doing, smelly monk? It's so frightening, it's useless, you!" Wukong's face was hot, and he wanted to help Daoji up, but his hand froze in the air and he didn't reach out.

"Wow! This is the pure place of Buddhism after all! Even if you can't bear it anymore, you should pay attention to the occasion!" Daoji, who was sitting on the ground with eight rings, said narrowly.

"Junior Brother, why are you pulling my sleeve?" Bajie looked at Drifting, and shook off the hand that was pulling his sleeve.

"Second senior brother! If you continue talking, not only senior senior brother will beat you to death, but even master will be angry!" Bajie glanced carefully at Tang Seng, and sure enough, he found a trace of anger on Tang Seng's usually calm face.

He hurriedly retreated behind Drifting Monk, and stopped talking.

Jin Chi was very dissatisfied with them interrupting him again and again, so he asked:

"It seems that everyone doesn't care about the poor monk's collection! It seems that your treasures are more precious and famous than those of the poor monk?"

Tang Seng was about to say no, but Wukong preempted him.

Wukong thought, if you hadn't been babbling so endlessly, would I have been so embarrassed?snort!Just wait and see you!

"My master! There are no treasures, only a very precious cassock!" Wukong looked at Jinchi's cassock contemptuously, "Old pig, take it out and let them open their eyes!"

"Okay!" Bajie went to get it with a smile.That's the good thing about dead monkeys. Don't hold grudges, and you'll be fine after a while.

"Wu Neng!" Tang Seng seemed a little hesitant, thinking that it would not be good to do so.

"Master." Drifting stood up, but he was also very unconvinced, so he wanted to persuade Tang Seng together.

Bajie took out the Jinlan cassock with a proud face, blinding Jin Chi's eyes all of a sudden.

"Wow!" Jin Chi and his monks sighed.

"Isn't it stylish enough? This cassock is very famous! It was given to my venerable master by Guanyin Bodhisattva back then! It's called the Jinlan Buddhist robe!"

"Is this cassock a gift from Guanyin Bodhisattva? Isn't that a holy thing!" Jin Chi looked at the cassock greedily.

Daoji shook his head when he saw it, alas!It seems that the catastrophe this time will all be planted on this cassock.

"The answer is correct!" Wukong walked to Tang Seng's side, "Master, why don't you tell a classic story to enlighten these stupid monks!"

"Stop being rude!" Tang Seng glanced at him as if he had been prepared for Wukong to say such words, and said what he often said.

Tang Seng then slowly told about the gift of the robe from Guanyin, and said that Jin Chi was fascinated by the cassock even more.

Jin Chi nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, and wanted to touch the cassock, but was knocked off by Ba Jie.

"Only look, don't touch!"

Jin Chi was slightly annoyed, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Daoji who was standing in front of the statue of eighteen arhats without saying a word, commenting, so he said:

"I have seen the treasures of the Great Tang Sage Monk, but where is the master's treasure?"

Daoji turned his head when he heard the words, the embarrassment and panic just now were no longer on his face, and he still smiled with the exclusive smile of Daoji brand:

"Hehe...that's really unfortunate! Monk, my treasure is also a cassock!"

"It's your cassock too?" Jin Chi yelled in amazement, seeing Tang Monk and his disciples looking at him in astonishment, Jin Chi began to reflect on whether his decision was wrong.

A little novice came over and looked at Daoji several times, and found that he was not wearing any baggage, and he had two wine gourds (one for wine and the other for primordial spirit) pinned to his waist. Wei, it seems that he is a wine and meat monk who does not abide by the rules and disciplines!As a result, the look of contempt on his face became heavier, "The treasure cassock you are talking about is not the one on you, is it?"

"Hey! This little master really has the roots of wisdom!" Daoji imitated the tone of Jinchi's speech to Bajie just now, and said very playfully, "All in all, monk, my cassock is the most luxurious within thousands of miles. , the most valuable cassock!"

Jin Chi's eyes widened, "That's it?"

"Don't you believe me?" Daoji smiled and shook his head, "Then I'll show you the monk!"

After finishing speaking, he took off the torn monk clothes on his body.His snow-white chest was exposed.

Wukong didn't know what Daoji was thinking, but when he saw him take off his clothes, he became angry for some reason, tore off his coat, and covered Daoji roughly.

Daoji was about to say something, but suddenly there was a warmth that didn't belong to him. He looked down and saw that Wukong's coat had already been put on his body.

"Cough! This is the pure place of Buddhism! Smelly monk, how decent are you!" Seeing Daoji looking at him, Wukong felt a little flustered, but then suppressed it again, and said righteously with an angry face.

Sand Monk repeatedly praised Wukong for his pious heart in worshiping the Buddha, but Bajie gave him a blank look, knowing that his brother's vinegar jar was overturned, and he still pretended to be pious, which seemed a little funny.Tang Seng, on the other hand, gave Wukong and Daoji a complicated look, and then said nothing.As for Jinchi, hi!Where does he have the time to pay attention to these now, he is always immersed in the maze of treasures and cassocks.

Daoji thanked him stiffly, taking a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, and he was even more hesitant.

"I..." Daoji closed his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and tried to calm down, "Monk, I said that this cassock is not big, and only one person can wear it; but it is not small, it can be covered by a single garment." Do your best to Guanyin Temple!"

"Stop bragging!" Jin Chi was a little annoyed, feeling that Daoji looked down on him, "Although my Guanyin Temple can't be said to have a vast area, it at least has an area of ​​tens of acres. It can be packed!"

"If you don't believe me, you might as well come out with the monk and me to have a look."

Daoji led the crowd to the front yard, squinted his eyes at Jin Chi who was still suspicious, threw the monk's robe up, and said "Mani Padme Hum", and suddenly the sky darkened.

"How come..." Everyone looked up at the sky, but they couldn't see the blue sky and white clouds, only a super oversized monk's robe.

"Baby! What a treasure!" Jin Chi looked at the monk's robe in the sky and murmured to himself.

Daoji smiled, remembering that brother Guangliang, who guarded him to make things difficult for him, came out for alms for alms, borrowed the power of the seventeen Arhat brothers in the sky to cover the entire forest of the stingy landlord, now only such a temple is included, Daoji still has this ability.

Daoji took the monk's robe back and didn't wear it. He just held it in his hand and still smiled heartlessly.

Jin Chi greedily looked back and forth at Bajie and Daoji's injured monk's robes and cassocks. After a while, he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Master Daoji, I don't know about your cassock. It's so ugly. You have such supernatural powers! I wonder which god or Buddha in the sky gave it to you?"

"Well..." Daoji rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "This cassock is a gift from the heavenly descending dragon Arhat to see the monk and I sincerely offer it to the Buddha."

Jin Chi thought that he and Bajie had just commented on the Venerable Jianglong among the Eighteen Arhats, and thought they were pretending to understand, but it turned out that they were lucky enough to see the Buddha's face!

"So, the master has also seen Venerable Jianglong?" Jin Chi looked at Daoji with admiration.

"Uncommon, not common!" Daoji smiled mischievously and waved his hands.

Hearing this, Jin Chi took several steps back, "So it's the holy monk, please forgive me for offending me just now, and the holy monk please forgive me!"

"Don't call me a holy monk or a holy monk, I'm under a lot of pressure!" Daoji shook his cattail fan, suddenly feeling a little itchy.

Looking at the clothes on his body, he thought to himself, this dead monkey has so much hair, it won't have fleas, right?

Wukong was beside him and said with a proud face: "Holy Monk, you always say that your magic weapon has a lot of background, what kind of air is it now?"

"Of course the robes given by Guanyin Bodhisattva and Venerable Jianglong are much more noble!" Jin Chi looked dejected, looking at the cassock trimmed with gold thread on his body, he suddenly felt that it was like a shoe, extremely vulgar.

"Master Xuanzang, Master Daoji, allow me to borrow your cassock to admire for one night!"

"It doesn't matter to me, monk, you can watch it for as long as you like!" Although Daoji was smiling, his eyes looked at him solemnly, suddenly seemed a little unfathomable, and even revealed a feeling of a master monk Come.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!" Jin Chi took the Buddhist robe with both hands, and bowed again and again ecstatically.

"Hey!" Daoji waved his hand, the solemn scene just now seemed to be an illusion.

But Wukong can't make a mistake. Looking at Daoji's appearance just now, he suddenly felt a tingling in his heart. He felt that when Daoji changed his appearance of a stinky monk, he seemed to be solemn and solemn, and there was a sense of alienation , seems to be far away from me...

Jin Chi was overjoyed, but he didn't know how to be satisfied, so he turned his head and looked at Tang Seng expectantly.

"What are you lending me for?" Tang Seng hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Bajie accepted it.

"I'm old, my eyes are dim, and I can't see very clearly, but if I can take these two vestments into the room and enjoy them slowly for one night, I can casually comprehend the Buddhist principles of Guanyin Bodhisattva and be contaminated by Venerable Jianglong." His wisdom is truly boundless."

"To visit the Buddha is to visit the Buddha, why look at the dharma clothes!" Wukong was very dissatisfied with Daoji's promise to borrow the Jinchi monk's clothes to watch for one night, but he didn't know why?Recently, I always like to do a lot of nosy things about Dao Ji, but I can't help myself to pay more and more attention to Dao Ji.

"Wukong! It's rare for a holy monk to have a heart devoted to the Buddha. Holy monk, take the Buddhist robe and appreciate it slowly! After you appreciate it, return it to the poor monk!"

"Thank you, thank you!" Jin Chi looked at the monk's robes and cassocks in his hands contentedly, and the light in his eyes kept flashing.

Daoji shook his head and whispered a Buddha's name.

sin sin!Jinchi, Monk, whether my monk robe is a blessing or a curse for you depends on how you use it!Amitabha!

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