Chapter 154 Staying in Wuzhuangguan to work part-time
As smart as Zhen Yuanzi, he could easily figure out the strangeness in just a few words.
Hongyun's sudden courtesy and Baigujing's barbecue skills were all made by Sun Xiaosheng.
What the purpose is is already self-evident.
However, although he understood it, he did not take the initiative to point it out.
After all, Tang Seng's quality has nothing to do with him.
"Little girl."
"You're good at grilling meat."
"From now on, you will be responsible for the food of me and Tang Monk."
"Don't worry about meat. Game can be found everywhere on Wanshou Mountain. I'll take care of it for you."
Hongyun laughed and said, the smile on his face had never been shown to Tang Seng and the others.
The canopy and roller blinds smiled bitterly.
It turns out that Hongyun has always been dark-faced, only targeting the three of them.
Old double standard!
"Senior Hongyun, Miss Bai is a friend of the poor monk."
"You can't force her to stay in Wuzhuang Temple, otherwise the poor monk will have nothing to eat."
Tang Monk pouted and said dissatisfied.
"oh?"
"How about you stay too?"
Hongyun snorted coldly and said.
"How can that be done?"
"The poor monk is going to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."
Tang Seng shook his head. Drinking is drinking. Don't forget your job.
"Ah."
Hongyun sneered, "Based on Tang Seng's current state, even if you get to the West, Buddhism won't dare to accept you!"
"Whatever, after this drink, if you want to leave, you can leave at any time."
Hongyun waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Canopy and Roller Blinds breathed a sigh of relief, but felt something was wrong.
They couldn't help but wonder, is Hongyun really so easy to talk to?
"Be careful."
"After Tang Monk finished drinking, we immediately said goodbye to Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun."
"Even if we drag him hard, we still have to take Tang Monk out of Wuzhuang Temple."
Canopy made some arrangements in a low voice.
After a while, the white-bone spirit came over with a plate of barbecue.
Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun and Tang Seng gathered around a stone table, eating meat and drinking wine like ordinary people.
“What a wine!”
"The poor monk has never drunk such fine wine."
Tang Monk said in amazement, a blush suddenly appeared on his fair cheeks.
After just one cup, he was already addicted.
"This wine is called Monkey Wine and is worth thousands of gold."
Zhen Yuanzi took a sip and said with a smile.
Hongyun glanced at him and smiled without saying a word.
"Monkey wine?"
Tianpeng frowned, seeming to realize something, but couldn't remember it for a while.
"What's wrong?"
Roller Blind said doubtfully.
"I seem to have heard of this monkey wine somewhere."
Tianpeng scratched his head and began to think hard.
At the same time, Tang Seng drank one cup after another, and soon he lay down under the table and fell asleep.
"Mortals are mortals after all. I can't drink enough."
Hongyun sneered and had no intention of taking care of Tang Seng.
They even continued to exchange cups with Zhen Yuanzi.
"senior!"
Canopy and roller blinds came over and said respectfully:
"Thanks to the kindness of seniors, Tang Monk is already drunk."
"I'll take him down the mountain first."
The two of them were eager to leave Wuzhuang Temple as soon as possible. It was best not to see Hongyun in this life.
"Want to leave?"
"sure."
"First bring me the wine money you owe me."
Hongyun stretched out her hand and asked for it in person.
"Drink money?"
The canopy and roller blinds were stunned.
You didn’t ask for money for drinks before eating!
"Why, haven't you heard from Zhen Yuanzi that this monkey wine is worth thousands of gold?"
"If you default on your debt, I will be angry."
Hongyun sneered and put down the wine glass suddenly.
There was a snap, and the stone table trembled slightly.
The canopy and roller blinds were so frightened that their expressions changed greatly.
Sure enough, they still fell in love with Hongyun.
It's all Tang Seng's fault. What kind of wine can a monk drink?
"How will senior settle the accounts?"
Tianpeng looked at the wine jar on the stone table with a dark face.
How could he know how many drinks Tang Monk had in total?
To say that monkey wine is worth thousands of gold is just a metaphor.
If we really want to calculate it, who can figure it out clearly?
"not much."
"You are waiting in Wuzhuang Temple, taking care of the Taoist temple's internal affairs with the breeze and bright moon."
"When you satisfy Zhen Yuanzi, I will let you go."
After saying that, Hongyun chuckled and walked away.
"Great Immortal, here!"
Tianpeng looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a sad face.
"well."
"Don't ask me, I can't change Hongyun's decision."
"Now that you've come, let's make peace with it."
Zhen Yuanzi patted Tianpeng's shoulders lightly a few times, acting like a rat's tail juice.
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Heaven.
Lingxiao Palace.
The Jade Emperor looked around at the ministers with a smile on his face.
"Beijing's dilemma has been resolved. Tang Monk returned to the westward journey, but lost his position."
"The Tathagata had to agree to the condition of not becoming a Holy Mother, so Tang Monk could not become a Buddha after all."
Taibai Jinxing bowed and narrated something.
"On that day, heaven's punishment came, and Mother Wudang threatened the Tathagata with the determination to die."
"That's why Tathagata had to agree to unreasonable conditions."
"However, even if Wudang has mastered Tang Monk's soul, it is not guaranteed to be foolproof."
"Buddhism will not allow you to travel to the west to measure your tribulations and be dissatisfied with your merits."
"The Second Saint of the West will never agree."
Another figure came out and said something shocking with a calm expression.
"Old gentleman, don't be alarmist."
"Saints are not allowed to enter the world. This is a rule set by heaven."
"Is it possible that a saint really dares to make an exception?"
Taibai Jinxing's face changed slightly.
The civil and military sages also started talking about it.
When a saint is born, the three worlds will be in chaos.
This small world cannot even bear the fight between two quasi-sages. How can it accommodate a saint?
Disasters in the Three Realms have not never happened.
The battle between Tongtian and the Two Saints of the West resulted in the death of many living beings in Lingshan Mountain.
Even heaven would not dare to bear such a huge loss.
"Alarmist?"
Taishang Laojun chuckled lightly and said:
"It seems that Xingjun is still living in a dream."
"Did you know that Guanyin once resisted heaven's punishment for Sun Monkey in the Flower and Fruit Mountain?"
"How did Guanyin escape unscathed by the thunder from the sky, which even the Virgin Mary was determined to die for?"
After saying that, Taishang Laojun suddenly looked at the Giant Spirit God.
Then, the Jade Emperor also glared at the giant spirit god.
"How brave you are! How dare you hide such a big thing from me!"
The Jade Emperor shouted in a deep voice.
"I deserve to die!"
The Giant Spirit God plopped down on the ground and said hurriedly:
"Originally, I wanted to report to Your Majesty, but then the battle of Luzhou in Beiju started, and I forgot about it for a while."
He paused and then explained: "That day when the heavenly punishment came, Guanyin had no choice but to stop helping."
"Even with the addition of all the Buddhas and heavenly soldiers and generals, Guanyin has been cut off from the top three flowers."
"If God's Punishment hadn't suddenly disappeared, I'm afraid Guanyin would have died in Huaguo Mountain."
All the wise ministers of cultural relics were horrified when they heard the description of the giant spirit god.
The punishment sent down by heaven is indeed terrible.
Even Guanyin couldn't bear it.
"Haven't you ever thought about how Guanyin, who had the three flowers on his head cut off, returned to being a quasi-sage in a short period of time?"?