"It's over. All your hard work is gone."
Jin Chi sat on the ground, crying very sadly.
Jin Chanzi rolled her eyes, "Money is something external to the body. If you don't take it with you when you are born, you will cry."
Outside Guanyin Temple.
"Why do I feel so scratched in my heart?" Guanyin walked among the mountains and rivers.
After walking for a while, she felt uncomfortable again.
"What's going on? Why are you so thirsty?" Guanyin looked around and couldn't see any water source.
In desperation, he flew high into the sky to find some water to drink.
"That's not right. I am a Bodhisattva. How can I be thirsty?" The more Guanyin thought about it, the more something was wrong. He flew high into the sky and subconsciously looked in the direction of Guanyin Temple.
"Wocao, it's on fire."
Guanyin was immediately confused.
In the sky above Guanyin Temple, the billowing black smoke rose, which was extremely conspicuous.
Whoosh!
Guanyin was stunned for three seconds, and the next moment she flashed forward and flew towards the Zen Temple.
Arrive at the sky above the Zen monastery.
"Jin Chanzi, don't you all have magic power? Are you just watching my Zen Temple burn down?"
Guanyin glanced at Jin Chanzi and others standing leisurely in the yard, and felt unhappy.
She quickly took out the jade purification bottle and dropped a few drops of poplar jade dew.
The moment it dripped, the Yangzhi Jade Dew instantly turned into a downpour, falling into the huge fire below.
In a matter of moments, all sources of fire were extinguished.
Looking at the dark Guanyin Temple, Guanyin's heart was bleeding.
It was still too late, and only less than 30% of the monastery was saved, while the rest was reduced to ashes.
Looking at the desolation, Guanyin's body ached. It didn't matter if the temple was burned down. The key was that the temple contained hundreds of years of incense and merit.
Before she could collect these merits and incense, she was devoured by the fire.
In the original plan, there was indeed a burning of the monastery, but it was at night, and Jin Chanzi took a detour, so Guanyin took a chance and thought that the monastery would probably not be burned down.
But who would have known that Jin Chanzi was so unconventional.
The loss of money and belongings in Jinchi is a small matter, but the biggest loss is merit and incense.
After this burn, I don’t know how long it will take to make up for it.
Guanyin wants to cry but has no tears.
below.
Originally, all the monks were still anxious about the fire.
As a result, a sudden downpour suddenly chilled them to the core.
Sun Wukong, Jin Chanzi and others were aware of it and had already used their magic to escape the rain.
Jin Chi was still sitting on the ground, looking blankly at the sky.
His skin was dark, and the water stains on his face reflected the bright luster. It was unclear whether it was rain or tears.
"Master...Master, the fire is out, the fire is out."
A monk immediately helped Jinchi up.
"Destroyed?" Jin Chi looked blankly at his Zen courtyard.
The fire was indeed extinguished, but so was the monastery.
Immediately, everyone suddenly raised their heads.
High in the sky, a figure that looked extremely holy slowly descended.
This is Guanyin, dressed in plain clothes, with lotus flowers on her feet, Buddha light shining behind her, and a kind look on her face.
"This Guanyin is really in front of thousands of people, with one face behind them and one face in front of them." Sun Wukong joked secretly.
"It's just fake compassion. I'm used to it." Jin Chanzi also smiled coldly.
in the crowd.
The black bear spirit also looked at Guanyin blankly.
In his heart, he still has great respect and belief in Guanyin.
But at this moment, I was extremely suspicious. How could Guanyin's face be so kind and kind? It was too exaggerated.
"Guanyin?"
When Jin Chi saw Guanyin, he was stunned for a moment.
He has worshiped Guanyin all his life, how could he not recognize his true appearance now that he saw her?
"It's really Guanyin." Jin Chi couldn't believe it and pinched the old skin on his arm.
It hurts, I'm not dreaming.
Immediately afterwards, Jin Chi's eyes lit up and his heartbeat accelerated.
"I have been cultivating all my life, and now I finally see the true face of Guanyin." Jin Chi sighed inwardly, "This time my wish has finally come true."
With that said, Jin Chi knelt down.
All the monks around him knelt down and chanted sutras with great sincerity.
"Die. Your lifelong wish is to see me. Now that your wish has been fulfilled, you can rest in peace."
Guanyin also stared at Jinchi and muttered silently.
Although Jin Chi fought for her all his life, in the end a fire broke out and nothing was left.
This made Guanyin feel resentful.
"Die. When you die, I will re-establish the Guanyin Temple and arrange a new abbot."
Guanyin's eyes showed a hint of coldness.
Sure enough, Jin Chi stared at Guanyin, and immediately his body softened and he sat down on the ground, dying.
Upon seeing this, a middle-aged monk immediately squeezed out of the crowd.
The middle-aged monk picked up Jinchi, burst into tears, and cried: "Master, Master, you can't die."
Jin Chi gradually fell into calm, and even the breath gradually disappeared.
The middle-aged monk quickly shouted: "Master, don't die yet. You haven't left any last words. Who will be the next abbot..."
Suddenly, Jin Chi took a deep breath.
Open your eyes.
Snapped!
Jin Chi immediately gave the middle-aged monk a big mouth.
"What the hell, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?" Jin Chi sat up, "I'm still in good health, I won't die for a while."
With that said, Jin Chi slapped him again.
"You are such an unfilial son. You have never left your last words. Do you wish that I would die early so that you can embezzle my inheritance?"
The middle-aged monk suddenly looked aggrieved.
The whole monastery was burned down, and there was still Mao’s inheritance to embezzle.
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
I have to say that Jin Chi’s life is really hard, and he still doesn’t give up even though he is like this.
Guanyin was also confused.
"What's going on? Doesn't it mean that his wish in this life is to see himself? Now that he has seen him, his wish has come true, right?"
Many people in the crowd were looking forward to Jin Chi's fart.
But it just so happens that people just won’t die.
No way, it's just so naughty.
Jin Chi shook his head and sighed, then focused on Jin Chanzi.
"I originally had only one wish in this life, which was to see the living Guanyin Bodhisattva. Now I have fulfilled this big wish."
Guanyin: Did I die before?
But seeing Jin Chi's eyes full of heat, he continued: "I have one last wish, which is to never forget Master Xuanzang's cassock. If I take a closer look at it, I will give up."
After hearing these words, everyone suddenly realized.
This old guy is still alive, he just wants to take another look at the brocade cassock.
"Tang Sanzang, Elder Jinchi has worked hard for this Guanyin Temple all his life. Although he didn't leave anything behind in the end, I still want to have a good relationship with him. That brocade cassock was given to you by me, so you can let him see it. Take a look."
Guanyin also looked at Jin Chanzi and spoke calmly.
"Yes, Master Xuanzang, it's like this. Just show it to Master." The middle-aged monk also said.
Jin Chanzi looked strange.
Elder Jinchi is really strange. After reading the cassock, will he find something new and want it, but don't want to die?
It's just Guanyin, Jinchi is your loyal fan after all, why can't you give him an elixir to survive?
"Oh well."
Glancing at Guanyin, Jin Chanzi took off his brocade cassock and handed it to Jin Chi.
