Chapter 41 My Disciple Is Humble
Chapter 41 My disciple is humble
I saw the little white dragon holding a gorgeous cassock in his hand. As for how gorgeous it is, please listen to me to say in detail.
I saw red light shining the room in his hand, and colorful energy filled the courtyard. When the monks saw it, they were stunned and dumbfounded!
The treasure light flows on the robes, and the jade rays flowing inlaid with various beads on it. They are also decorated with jade pieces and embroidered with silk and gold belts.
All kinds of expensive things have been shown in the present, and it really does. It is up to the immortals who make them by themselves, and they are not a real monk who dares to wear them.
The rows of robes placed in rows, under these colorful robes, seemed to be royal silk and satin and beggar's ragged cloth.
All the robes in Guanyin Zen Temple are like a pile of rags at this moment, no, they should be a pile of rags.
"Tsk tsk, the robes you have collected are really good, and my master's robes are really bad."
As he said that, Xiao Bailong held the cassock in his hand and approached the old courtyard owner. The old man's eyes suddenly shone, and his eyes also wandered with the cassock in Xiao Bailong's hand.
"Look at this cassock, it has Buddhist marks on it. Unlike my master, it is only decorated with such vulgar jade belts..."
In the meantime, the little white dragon took the colorful cassock and put it together with the cassock he evaluated, and it immediately seemed that the cassock was really... broken!
It is dilapidated and extremely difficult to see!
"Hiss, this one is great, with excellent quality, silky feel, and cool to wear. It's really a must-have in summer!"
"Master, your robes are so bad. I feel ordinary when I hold them. Do you think it's a warm winter and cool summer?"
Tang Seng nodded rarely. At that time, the messenger Hui'an seemed to have really talked about the wonderful use of this robe, which seemed to include this one.
Originally, watching the little white dragon pretending, the monks in Guanyin Zen Temple had already gritted their teeth and clenched their fists and made a crackling sound.
At this moment, the master and apprentice sang a double act together, which made the monks scold him for being shameless to his master and apprentice.
The harm was not high, but it was extremely insulting.
Even the old home owner who lived for more than 200 years was trembling with the help of the little monk, and he was obviously very angry.
Xiao Bailong didn't expect Tang Seng to cooperate with him. This really surprised him, but that was even better.
So, Xiao Bailong began a performance of "nothing bad" and the old man's face turned red.
"Wow, Master, you see, this gem is so big, especially with words written on it. He is a Taoist monk!"
"Unlike us, this cassock is just worn by Guanyin Bodhisattva for you to arrive at Lingshan."
nausea!
So fucking disgusting!
This young man looks handsome and elegant, elegant and easy-going, and every word he speaks is heart-wrenching, and he is polite and criticizes!
"Housekeeper, what's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, a blood-red blood column passed through everyone's eyes from the house, and the old home owner blew out of the sun.
The two little monks were supported by their bodies and fell down in an instant. The monks shouted anxiously with care, and the little white dragon also looked sideways.
A group of monks got busy and carried the old courtyard owner to the bedside, constantly helping him relax so that he would not be angry to death.
"Old Master, my disciple is a modest person. In fact, my monk's robes are really bad, and they are not as good as yours."
The monks looked at Tang Monk and finally said something human, feeling comforted in their hearts. Even the little white dragon looked at Tang Monk in surprise.
Something is wrong. This bald donkey doesn't usually speak.
Sure enough, when Xiao Bailong was suspicious, Tang Monk's voice sounded again, and his tone revealed sadness and innocence.
"At the beginning, the messenger Hui'an told me that this colorful cassock was worn with hundreds of ghosts and would not invade the gods, and would not fall into the cycle of reincarnation, and would not be able to suffer from three disasters and five disasters..."
"Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff!!"
Suddenly, the nursing home owner lying on the bed vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and his entire aura was 90% low, as if he was so angry!
"I'll bother to go to the main hall to wait for a few."
The current ancestral leader who guided Tang Seng, seeing what he wanted to say, immediately spoke out and stopped him and asked him to wait in the main hall.
The little white dragon smiled in his heart and said, "This bald donkey is so powerful. No wonder people say that the monk saw the monk and said he would die another monk. It turns out that this is the reason."
"House home owner, you can hold on."
"This master from Dongtu Datang is not a thing. He keeps talking about heartbroken words. At first I thought his apprentice was disgusting enough..."
"I never thought that if you have a disciple, you must have a master. As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, and these two shameless monks are talking about!"
"Cass robe..."
After saying that, the old master fell into a coma completely. The current master nodded clearly and called the monk in the house in a low voice.
"The owner of the nursing home said that because the robes were not sure of their life or death, we would get the robes for the nursing home owner. You are like this, this..."
The current steward and a group of young monks were muttering about their arrangements, while the two little white dragons in the main hall knew nothing.
A moment later, Tang Monk was arranged to rest in the room. As for the matter of the old courtyard owner, the monks did not mention it at all. When it was midnight, rustling footsteps suddenly came from outside.
"Little White Dragon, you should be ready, the black bear spirits should be ready. You go to the sky to invite gods. This move is called using a knife to kill people!"
Chen Qing said Feng Qing, but he felt a strong conspiracy in his tone. The little white dragon did not dare to delay any. After the true spirit returned to receive the order, he used magic to enter the heavenly court to find the gods.
"Little White Dragon, if you don't protect Tang Monk, why are you looking for me, Huode Star Lord?"
"When passing by Guanyin Zen Temple, a group of thieves wanted to set fire to my master. They specifically asked you to increase the fire and burn this Zen Temple. By the way, I will ensure that my master is worry-free. This is an order given by Guanyin Bodhisattva."
After Lingshan had no choice but to accept the little white dragon, he had already arranged everything. During the entire Journey to the West, no matter the immortals, gods and Buddhas, they all had to cooperate with everything and complete the journey to the west to obtain the scriptures. Even if the little white dragon did not say it, the Fire De Star Lord would help.
Therefore, when Xiao Bailong came to the door, how could the Fire De Xingjun not help, he immediately began to secretly help according to his wishes.
However, I never thought that it was the little white dragon hidden in the dark, but in fact, the Fire De Star Lord was led to an army.
In an instant, fires rose and endless Mars floated up from all around. The smokey smell of firewood rushed straight into the nose, and a group of monks piled up outside the wing room with firewood.
It was originally just a star ignition, but with the sound of the little white dragon, it instantly turned into a huge fire, and the monk in Guanyin Zen Temple was stunned in an instant.
"Advisor, what happened outside? Why is it so noisy?"
Tang Monk woke up to the point of turning and asked in confusion. The little white dragon passed by cleverly and used the dragon clan technique to protect Tang Monk, allowing the fire outside to be overwhelmed.
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!