"Of the more than two thousand people who died, there are only five hundred left? Old monk, don't lie to us. How can you have so many graves here?"
Wukong suspected that the old monk was exaggerating.
Sha Monk suddenly said: "Big brother, that's not right. Shouldn't a monk be cremated after his death?"
Wukong reacted: "Yes, yes, shouldn't it be cremated?"
Chen San looked at Wukong doubtfully: "Is there a possibility that those who died at the beginning were indeed cremated, and the ones who died later were buried here for unknown reasons, so there are only dozens of graves in front of us?"
Bajie repeatedly called Master wise!
Wukong looked at the old monk: "Is that so?"
The old monk nodded: "The Imperial Master said that we burn corpses every day, causing smoke to fill the air and harming the state. He ordered us not to use open fires from now on."
Chen San yelled, "Fuck you."
I didn’t expect that this national teacher knows a lot about environmental protection.
However, it makes sense to not allow corpses to be burned. It is so smoky every day that people who don't know it would think it was a fire, which really damages the image of a country.
But not allowing the use of open flames is going too far.
"If you are not allowed to use an open flame, how will you cook?"
Bajie asked with concern.
The old monk pointed to the vegetable patch in the corner of the yard: "Growing some fruits will satisfy your hunger."
Bajie said angrily: "Is this something humans do?"
Wukong added: "Even if it was done by a human being, it would not be unjust to kill such a person!"
The old monk sighed: "Alas..."
At night.
Looking at the dilapidated roof with a panoramic view of the starry sky, Bajie sighed repeatedly: "What's the difference between this and sleeping in the wilderness?"
"At least half of the room is not leaking. At least you don't have to worry about rain."
Chen San consoled him: "Go to bed early, we have to go to the palace early tomorrow morning."
Bajie curled his lips: "Master, you are open-minded and can sleep, but I can't sleep, old pig, I'm so hungry!"
"When you are hungry, go find something to eat by yourself. Don't disturb your master's rest."
Chen San felt that it was time to bring the plot back on track.
Sure enough, as soon as he heard Chen San say that he was allowed to go out to find food, Bajie suddenly became energetic, waved to Wukong and Sha Seng, and took them outside the door.
"Brother Monkey, let's go find something to eat together."
Wukong said: "Where can I find it in the middle of the night?"
Bajie thought for a moment: "Let's go to the imperial master's place, eat his food and drink his food, just like venting bad breath to these monks."
Wukong praised: "You idiot, you are obviously greedy, but you can find such an excuse."
Just as they were told, the three brothers stood on tiptoes and quietly slipped out of the temple.
All this was seen by Xiao Bailong who was standing behind the door. She looked at Chen San and said, "Master, senior brother, they are so sneaky, are they going to do something shameful again?"
"It doesn't matter, everything is under my master's control."
Chen San waved Xiao Bailong to come to him: "Long'er, are you sleepy?"
Xiao Bailong shook his head.
Chen Sandao: "Let's talk?"
Xiao Bailong walked to Chen San, straightened his long skirt, sat down gracefully, stared at Chen San and said, "What are you talking about?"
Chen San raised his head and thought for a moment: "Anything is fine. Your master and I are good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and we are also involved in poetry, poetry and poetry. It depends on what you want to talk about."
Xiao Bailong lowered his head: "I can do it."
...
Wukong and the other three easily found the address of the national master.
It's not difficult to find at all. Apart from the palace, it's certainly not the most luxurious place.
This is a Taoist temple, majestic and magnificent, extremely luxurious, and its scale is no less than that of Zhen Yuanzi's Wuzhuang Temple.
The lights inside the temple are brightly lit, and the sound of chanting can be heard constantly. It seems that some large-scale Dharma meeting is being held.
The three of them crouched outside the mansion for a long time, and finally saw a group of Taoist priests coming out of the mansion. Then they used the escape method to go in and search back and forth in the corridors.
After finally passing through the winding corridor like a maze, the three of them saw a large hall and looked at each other with a knowing smile.
"Sanqing Palace?"
Wukong read out the big characters on the plaque outside the door.
Seeing Wukong's confused look, Bajie asked, "Brother Hou'er doesn't know where the Sanqing Palace is, right?"
Wukong shook his head.
Bajie immediately proudly popularized it to Wukong.
"The so-called Sanqing Hall is the main hall dedicated to the Three Pure Ones."
Wukong exclaimed: "You idiot, are you itchy again? What's the difference between you saying it and not saying it?"
"Brother Hou'er, don't be impatient. Listen to me slowly."
Zhu Bajie pushed the door open and said: "The Three Pure Ones refer to the Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, the Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and the Taiqing Daode Tianzun."
Wukong repeated the names of the Three Pure Ones: "Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, and Daode Tianzun."
As the palace door was pushed open, three tall statues of gods came into view.
I don’t recognize the Sun Wukong in the middle and on the right, but the one on the left looks familiar.
"Isn't this Taishang Laojun?"
Bajie nodded: "Exactly, the Daode Tianzun is also called Taishang Laojun by the world."
Wukong chuckled and said, "I am familiar with this!"
The candlelight in the hall was dim, and the three of them approached the statue and saw the scene in front of the divine case.
"What a big peach!"
As soon as he saw the offerings on the table, Zhu Bajie rushed forward, grabbed a peach and stuffed it into his mouth.
Wukong picked up a peach and was about to bring it to his mouth when he looked up at the image.
It's so lifelike that I feel like I'm being stared at.
Wukong pulled down the curtain on one side and covered the heads of the three statues, and then started to eat with confidence.
"tasty!"
Wukong took a bite of the peach and couldn't help but praise its deliciousness.
“Really delicious!”
Sha Seng also smacked his lips.
Only Bajie was so focused that he never stopped eating as if no one else was around.
Seeing that the three of them were half full, but there were still so many offerings on the table, Wukong and Bajie immediately acted like rich people, took a bite of one fruit, threw it to the ground, and then picked up another one.
Sha Seng was still more sincere. Not only did he eat every fruit cleanly, he also didn't forget to put a few in his arms and said, "Take them back to Master and Xiao Bailong."
While nibbling on the peach, Wukong handed the fruit plate to Sha Seng: "Bring all of them, bring all of them."
Sha Monk took off a cloth bag from his waist, left some for Wukong and Bajie, and packed the rest.
At this time, there was a sudden movement outside.
Wukong gave Bajie a look and asked him to go out and take a look.
"Why is it that I am the old pig doing the errands every time? I haven't eaten enough yet!"
Zhu Bajie reluctantly walked to the door and looked out through the crack in the door.
Suddenly he turned around and rushed to Sun Wukong: "Oh no, Brother Monkey, someone is coming!"
"Why panic!"
Wukong knocked Bajie on the head, then glanced around the hall, put his finger to his mouth, and with a breath of immortal energy, the object he pointed at disappeared instantly.
Including the Sanqing statue.
"Quick, let's change into Sanqing's appearance and get out of the way first!"