Chapter 158 Tang's Monk: The poor monk really didn't set the fire on purpose
Chapter 158 Tang Seng: This fire was really not set intentionally by the poor monk.
After asking for a fire shelter from King Guangmu, the monkey no longer dared to delay and quickly flew to Guanyin Temple on the clouds.
"What a disaster! What a disaster!"
"I hope that boy Ao Lie will be smarter and save Master."
"But don't really get burned to death!"
Sun Wukong held the fire shield in his hand and rubbed his hands and feet in panic. He finally asked for a way out from Guanyin Bodhisattva. If he failed to save Tang Monk's life due to a moment of negligence, what would happen to him?
Thinking of this, the monkey becomes more and more impatient and rides the clouds faster.
Just two or three blinks.
He finally came to the sky above the Zen Temple, and it was already bright.
When he pushed away the clouds and mist, the monkey was immediately startled.
I saw that most of the corridors, pavilions, and temples that originally stretched for miles were now only ruins. Judging from the wisps of gray smoke rising from the ruins, it seemed that they had been burned not long ago.
"When I left last night, there shouldn't be any wind, right?"
"Why did it burn like this?"
Looking at the ruins, the monkey looked confused.
He immediately lowered his head and entered the Guanyin Temple. Along the way there were all crying and miserable monks.
After a while, I quickly found Tang Sanzang sitting in a pavilion.
"Master!"
"Are you okay, Master?"
The monkey was overjoyed and hurriedly came to Tang Monk's side.
Tang Sanzang didn't look good either, his face was covered in black ash, and his monk's robes were burned to tatters, as if he had just come out of a fire.
After hearing the monkey's words, Tang Sanzang came back to his senses and felt depressed.
"Well, it's okay as a teacher."
Seeing Tang Seng's appearance, the monkey couldn't help but feel annoyed.
The group of monks in Guanyin Zen Temple became greedy and wanted to burn Tang Monk to death and seize his cassock. As a result, they accidentally affected the entire Zen Temple. Now they still treat Tang Sanzang with such indifference?
This is simply unreasonable!
He grabbed a monk by his clothes and said angrily: "You bald donkeys, how did you take care of my master!"
Unexpectedly, the monk was not afraid at all, but instead glanced at him coldly.
"Humph, it's a good thing I didn't beat him up!"
The monkey was furious when he heard this, "You still want to beat my master?"
Just as he was about to show the color of the ungrateful monk's fists, Tang Sanzang grabbed his hand.
"Wukong, stop!"
"He has grudges against his teacher, which is just as it should be."
Seeing Tang Monk's face full of self-blame, Sun Wukong almost fainted.
He looked at Tang Monk, then at the young monk with a resentful expression, scratching his head and head anxiously, "What on earth happened last night? You should tell me, Old Sun!"
When Tang Sanzang heard this, he sighed: "Alas..."
"Everything is my teacher's fault."
…
Time goes back to last night.
The monkey left the Zen room with his front legs, and Elder Jinchi and others lit the firewood piled below with their rear legs.
It was late winter at this time, there was no snow, and the weather was dry.
In less than half a cup of tea, the fire started.
"Master, this Tang Dynasty monk will definitely not survive tonight!" In the attic, Guangmou said to Elder Jinchi with a look on his face.
Elder Jinchi narrowed his eyes, shook his head and smiled silently.
If there was no Guanyin Bodhisattva to entrust his dream, he might feel this way.
But now, Elder Jinchi has long known that Tang Seng's apprentice is not a mortal, but an immortal comparable to the Black Bear Spirit.
It's just a fire, nothing can be done.
But he wasn't afraid.
With the Buddha's robe given by the Bodhisattva to avoid spirits, even the monkey can do nothing to him.
only……
Tang Sanzang seems a bit too majestic.
Recalling the opponent's strong and muscular appearance, Elder Jinchi felt an uneasy feeling in his heart.
This brocade cassock is hidden in the cellar in the backyard, and it seems unsafe.
After thinking about it, he waved to Guangmou.
"My son, go and take the cassock from the backyard and take it to Batu Caves overnight and say that I gave it to the king."
When Guangmou heard this, he was very puzzled and said: "Master, why is this?"
"Just do it!"
Seeing Elder Jinchi being so determined, Guangmou could only obey.
As for why Elder Jinchi did this.
There is certainly a reason for that.
The Bodhisattva asked him to delay the identification of the monk for a few days, but the monkey was obviously not a stickler for rules. Although he could not harm himself, no one could stop him from searching for cassocks in the temple.
The magic power of the gods is vast, and no one can say whether Tang Monk's disciple has any way to find out where the cassock is hidden.
Elder Jinchi matures with age.
I would never do such an uncertain thing.
Instead of counting on luck, it is better to send the cassock out early and hide it in the Black Bear Spirit’s house in Black Wind Mountain!
He knows a lot about black bear spirits and especially likes to collect treasures!
If you don't believe the treasures delivered to your door, he won't accept them.
At that time, Tang Seng and his disciples will come to the door. If he can't resist the other party's demands, he can push it away and say that the monsters in Heifeng Mountain have stolen it, even if they can't do anything to him.
As for whether I can get it back?
Elder Jinchi thinks it shouldn’t be a big problem.
Even if the monkey can't defeat the black bear spirit, isn't it possible that there is Guanyin Bodhisattva who can capture him as soon as she takes action?
Thinking of this, Elder Jinchi couldn't help but feel even more proud.
Looking at the three Zen rooms that were engulfed by the raging fire, I felt no pain. Anyway, the Guanyin Zen family has a huge business, and the three Zen rooms are nothing compared to my own immortality.
But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Just listen to a "bang" sound!
The wall of the Zen room in the fire burst into pieces, bricks flew everywhere, and a bald monk wearing only close-fitting monk robes jumped out.
Who else could this be?
It was Tang Sanzang who woke up from his sleep!
"It's gone!"
"The water has broken out, come and put out the fire!"
He yelled with his bare feet, but the fire was originally set by the monks of Guanyin Temple, how could he go up to put out the fire?
The monks hiding in the dark even started laughing.
"How can we save such a big fire?"
"Unless a god comes!"
"Not even the gods can put out this fire. The pile of dry firewood down here weighs more than a thousand kilograms. I saw that Senior Brother Guangmou even poured several barrels of lard on it!"
"It's lucky that Tang Monk was so lucky that he actually escaped."
"It seems that the hairy-faced one didn't come out?"
"Hey, don't say it."
"I guess he's trapped inside, otherwise Tang Monk wouldn't be so anxious."
"After burning for so long, I'm afraid it will turn into charcoal early!"
"Amitabha, how wonderful!"
Tang Monk waited around and saw no one coming, and couldn't help but feel anxious.
He immediately turned around and ran to the palace gate not far away, picked out a large cypress tree that was more than two feet tall and had the densest branches and leaves. He grabbed it with both hands and then gently used force to pull it up by the roots!
Then he walked to the Zen room.
Use the cypress tree as a broom and shoot straight towards the fire.
Good guy!
This shot really cost the life of the monk in the courtyard!
The cypress branches and leaves were very oily, and the sky was hot. As soon as Tang Sanzang took a photo of it, it instantly burned into a ball of flames.
He raised the big cypress tree high with both hands.
When getting ready to shoot again.
A scattering of flowers was applied directly to the lit branches and leaves.
Countless fire spots stained with the grease of cypress leaves scattered in all directions under Tang Sanzang's huge swing. Under the eyes of the monks watching the show in the distance, they drew beautiful arcs and fell on the surrounding temples.
Elder Jinchi:∑(°口°!)!
All the monks: ∑(°口°!)!
Seeing this scene, Elder Jinchi almost fainted from fright. He was so anxious that he patted the window repeatedly and shouted in a hissing voice:
"Why are you still standing there, go put out the fire!!!"
…
"That's just the way it is."
After talking about this slowly, Tang Sanzang looked ashamed. He had lived in Buddhist temples since he was a child, rarely went out, and had insufficient knowledge of trees.
I only know that green branches can extinguish fire, but I don't know that cypress trees can help fire.
Although he only waved three or two times before being restrained by the monks who rushed over in a hurry, he was so powerful that he threw the burning branches an unknown distance and set most of the monastery on fire in one go.
"Ah...this..."
After hearing this, the monkey was completely stunned.
He never expected that the Master would burn Guanyin Temple!
Thanks to book friend [Yuan Ge 12] for the tip, thank you!!
First update, there should only be two chapters today.