Tang Seng wanted to say something else, but Xiao Jiang signaled him to stop talking. He pointed to the candle beside him and the candle light was extinguished. Tang Seng could only sit there motionless.
With a touch of Xiao Jiang's hand, Tang Monk and him went from the Zen room to the roof. Xiao Jiang said in a voice message:
"Don't say anything, listen to what the old monk says."
Tang Monk looked in the direction Xiao Jiang pointed and saw Elder Jinchi and several burly disciples of his standing by the wall. Then he heard a monk with a thick face say:
"Master, why did you call us here?"
Elder Jinchi smiled sinisterly and said:
"Today I tested Tang Monk to see if he had any treasures, but he kept saying he didn't have any. However, the Tang Dynasty was a prosperous place, and he was the Tang Emperor's younger brother who was ordered to go to Lingshan to worship Buddha and obtain scriptures. How could he not have a good treasure in his hand?
He asked you to come here because of the treasure in his hand. Do you think there is any good way?"
Hengroulian put his hand on his neck and said:
"Solve it like those monks before. What treasure is not the master's?"
Another monk with an awl face said:
"If it were just Monk Tang, we could attack directly, but the guy he calls Protector Sun seems to have some skills. If we go like this, we will inevitably suffer casualties. I think we should be more ruthless and use the poisonous arrows.
, filled with smoke and arrows to deal with them, it’s safer this way.”
Elder Jinchi nodded and said:
"Just do it like this, wait until you finish them."
The monks started to move as soon as they said so. After a while, a group of monks started to move towards the side room with swords, arrows and torches. Xiao Jiang glanced at the shocked Tang Monk and said:
"You see, that's how Elder Jinchi's treasure came to be. Now close your eyes and I'll go solve a little problem. I'll pick you up after a while."
After Tang Monk nodded, Xiao Jiang immediately sealed him in a small barrier. He did not bother with the group of monks who were planning to kill people, but went to the Zen room of Elder Jinchi.
The black bear spirit came invisibly and sat in the room without any feeling at all. The black bear spirit seemed very comfortable drinking tea. He only heard a sound coming from behind, and then he felt dizzy and lost all feeling.
"One million... mission value, plus four bear paws, bear bile, bear skin and bear meat, not bad."
The black bear spirit disappeared as if evaporated, and Xiao Jiang returned to the Zen room and transformed into Tang Monk. With a few clicks, he transformed into himself sleeping on the wooden couch.
"puff."
With the sound of window paper, a bamboo pipe stretched out from the outside, and a stream of green smoke floated in. The green smoke has a sweet fragrance, which makes people fall into a deep sleep when they smell it.
Xiao Jiang smiled and lay down on the table. Within ten seconds, he heard a swishing sound and sharp arrows were shot from the window towards the bed.
The torch light illuminated the room after the door was pushed open. The sinister-faced man looked at the situation in the room and shouted:
"Master, it's done. Both of them were shot into hedgehogs, and they couldn't die anymore."
Elder Jinchi bowed and was helped into the house. When he saw the two corpses covered with arrows, he clasped his hands and said:
"Amitabha, that's good. You two are on your way. I will recite sutras for you later and be liberated."
As he spoke, he had already walked to the bundle placed beside the bed. His eyes were shining and he reached out to untie the bundle. He picked up two sets of monk's robes and monk's shoes and threw them away. He also threw away a copy of "Guanzongwendie", and then he
Throw away the brocade cassock that conceals your breath.
The baggage had all been opened, and there were still a few ingots of silver inside. Elder Jinchi looked at the baggage with a confused look on his face and said:
"There is no treasure, no treasure... This poor monk really doesn't have anything with him. What should I do? What should I do?"
The awl-faced monk on the side looked at the nine-ring tin staff and purple gold bowl beside the bed and said:
"Master, the nine-ring staff and alms bowl are not bad."
Jin Chi glanced at the nine-ring tin staff and the purple golden bowl, shook his head and said:
"What kind of treasures are these? They are just Tang Monk's travel tools. I didn't expect that this monk didn't tell lies and he didn't have any treasures at all.
You guys pack it up here
Come on, burn them and throw away all these things except the silver."
"Hulala..."
"I died so miserably...Elder Jinchi...give me my life..."
"Give me my life..." "Give me my life..."
Before Elder Jinchi could go out, there was suddenly a dark wind outside the door, with howling ghosts and wolves. The torches inside and outside the house were blown away by the wind in an instant, leaving only one burning inside the door.
Jin Chi was so frightened that he stepped back. At this moment, the burning torch changed from red to miserable green, and a dozen white faces appeared out of thin air in the sight of Jin Chi and others.
"Ghost...the ghost is here to claim your life..."
The young monks screamed. Although they were frightened, they could still run. With the crashing sound of falling, the group of young monks had already run out of the house and ran outside. Jinchi was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, especially
It was when he saw the face of the Tang Monk who had just been shot to death in front of him. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his trachea and he could not spit it out or swallow it. His eyes were full of fear, his whole body was trembling, and his face gradually turned sullen.
The pupils of his blue eyes continued to expand and eventually he lost his breath.
Throughout the Guanyin Temple, the monks screamed and ran away from everywhere. Finally, they escaped from the temple and ran into the mountains in the night. The direction they finally ran towards was a cliff...
At dawn, Tang Monk knelt in front of the Bodhisattva statue in the main hall and recited the Purana Sutra with his eyes closed. Outside the gate, Xiao Jiang leaned against the door and ate steamed buns. After taking a few bites, he suddenly looked to the side and said:
"Why, why don't you come out and take a look when you get to your own Zen monastery? Take a look at what kind of things are being worshiped by you. They are so evil that it's hard to judge them."
After a wave of fluctuation, Cihang appeared in a plain white robe. Her face was as cold as frost and she said coldly:
"These damn guys are slandering my name. Venerable Sun, how is the situation of this Tang Monk?"
Xiao Jiang finished eating the steamed bun and said:
"Look at his appearance. Although he is chanting sutras, his heart is full of confusion. He is studying sutras because Buddhism can save people, but he feels the deep darkness hidden by Buddhist disciples. What do you think he will think?"
Cihang frowned, nodded and said:
"I will report this matter to the World Honored One, but you have to be more careful next and don't let anything happen to him."
Xiao Jiang said:
"I understand. If I promised to send him to the West, I won't let anything happen to him. I also hope to get to Lingshan as soon as possible so that I can handle my own affairs."
Cihang glanced at Tang Monk who was still reciting sutras, and disappeared into the monastery in a flash. Xiao Jiang took out another meat bun, gnawed on it and whispered:
"How is the detection of the situation in Yingchoujian?"
Xiaobai replied:
"Ao Lie is in the deep pool. If you can operate it better then, he can be a good chess piece in the future, and maybe it will have some miraculous effects."
This chapter has been completed!