"Amitabha, both of you are guests from afar. It's not easy to meet each other. For the sake of the old monk, please consider peace as the most precious thing."
As the host, Elder Jinchi, with the support of two young novice monks, came over to smooth things over.
One is a descendant of Buddhism who came from the Tang Dynasty in a dusty life and didn't even have time to drink. The other is a Taoist priest who spends so much money that people have to bend their backs. Elder Jinchi does not want the two to have conflicts at all.
"Forget it, for the sake of the hospital master, Pindao is no longer as experienced as this junior."
Chu Feng flicked the non-existent dust on his body, made a reluctant expression, and nodded in agreement.
"Then, thank you, Taoist Priest, for your understanding!"
Elder Jinchi's wrinkled face was full of smiles.
Xuanzang frowned slightly. Everything that happened in front of him reminded him of what happened last night. At midnight last night, while he was sleeping soundly, Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly broke into his dream and told him that the Buddhist and Taoist families had reached an agreement to let Chu Taoist Master Feng is the 81st difficulty in Journey to the West, which tests his sincerity in learning scriptures.
Today, I met Taoist Master Chu again. Good things come hard, good things are good, alas!
Xuanzang sighed in his heart and his mind became much clearer. This is the case with many things. Once you name them and figure them out, you feel relieved.
This also made Chu Feng's heart attack plan much more difficult!
"Everyone, the vegetarian food is ready. Please come with me."
Elder Jinchi made a gesture of invitation.
"Very good"
“Just so hungry”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
In the temple, after walking for a while, we entered a fairly spacious house. There were more than twenty monks inside, sitting at several tables, waiting for dinner. When someone came in, they quickly vacated each table.
Needless to say, Chu Feng took Tiger Erniang and sat at the same table with Xuanzang and Sun Wukong.
Not long after, a few monks came in and brought a table of dishes, all vegetarian, which was quite rich.
"In the mountains, there is poverty and hardship, but don't dislike it!"
Elder Jinchi, who was sitting with the monks, said politely with chopsticks.
Chu Feng glanced at it and saw that the monks and Elder Jinchi were really eating a simple meal, and their table was a special treat.
"The master of the courtyard is like this, and this poor monk will never accept it."
Xuanzang stood up with an unbearable expression on his face.
The monks who were about to use their chopsticks were interrupted by him and had to listen to Elder Jinchi arguing with him.
"You are all guests from afar, so you should be treated well!"
"Buddhism teaches that all living beings are equal, so why should we be treated favorably and lightly?"
…
After breakfast, the two chatted endlessly. Xuanzang quoted scriptures and talked endlessly. He had the momentum of a verbal battle with the heroes at the Chang'an Buddhist Dharma Assembly, and almost made the elder Jinchi, who was more than 200 years old, get down.
In the end, Elder Jinchi couldn't bear it anymore and told the truth.
"The reason why the vegetarian food is abundant is because Taoist Master Chu donated a hundred taels of gold to our temple."
Xuanzang's expression was very exciting when he heard this. He quoted scriptures and talked for a long time. This table of sumptuous vegetarian dishes had nothing to do with him. It was too embarrassing.
"Gugu..."
A sound of stomach growling came from the stomachs of several monks, as if they had been agreed upon.
Xuanzang became even more embarrassed. He kept talking for a long time, which made others unable to eat. The food seemed to be cold. Ahem, sin, sin...
In order to relieve his embarrassing anger, Elder Jinchi opened a topic.
"The poor monk was lucky enough to see a golden cassock at Fengxi Temple a few days ago. It is said to have been left by a golden Arhat in the past."
The monks were very interested in this topic, talking about it and expressing their envy.
Chu Feng's heart moved and he looked at Sun Wukong who was squatting on the bench eating vegetables. He shouldn't show off Xuanzang's brocade cassock at this time. Why didn't he say anything?
"Ahem, Wukong, don't you have anything to say?"
Chu Feng asked in a low voice.
"No"
Sun Wukong ate the food without raising his head, as if he didn't care about anything.
Chu Feng was sweating in his heart, why didn't the monkey say anything? This plot is wrong.
After a while, the topic about Fengxi Temple's cassocks came to an end. As the 81st difficulty in Journey to the West, Chu Feng stepped forward without hesitation.
"What does the cassock of Fengxi Temple mean? Master Xuanzang has a cassock that is unique in the world and is called the Jinlan cassock. When you wear it, you will not only have a clear mind but also have the effect of prolonging your life."
It may be possible to have a clear mind, but it is useless to prolong life. Chu Feng said this mainly because he wanted to arouse the interest of Elder Jinchi who had not long to live.
"you"
Xuanzang glared at Chu Feng. Whether it was to keep his wealth secret or to keep a low profile, he was unwilling to take out his brocade cassock.
"Oh, Master Xuanzang, I have a brocade cassock. Can you take a look at it after dinner?"
Elder Jinchi is a senior cassock controller, and his eyes lit up when he heard about this kind of cassock.
"Indeed, if the master wants to see it, the poor monk will take it out after dinner."
Xuanzang, who never refused, bit the bullet and agreed.
"Oh, how can you show off the things given by the Bodhisattva! You are really not a disciple of the Buddha."
Chu Feng whispered, shaking his head repeatedly.
When Xuanzang heard this, he looked at Chu Feng with an indescribable look, so scared!
After the meal, the side hall of Guanyin Temple was filled with monks.
Xuanzang in the center slowly opened the package, stretched out his slender hands, and lifted up the brocade cassock, which filled the palace with brilliance.
"There is such a cassock in the world!"
"If I can wear it for a year, my life will be worth it!"
"I think this cassock was left behind by the golden Arhat."
"Tsk tsk..."
"Amitabha, good, good, good"
…
The monks praised Xuanzang endlessly and expressed their great envy for Xuanzang who had a beautiful cassock.
Elder Jinchi stared at the brocade cassock with his cloudy eyes, and his normally normal heart was suddenly bent.
"Xuan Zang, can I, a poor monk, buy this brocade cassock from you for fifty taels of gold?"
Afterwards, the wealthy elder Jinchi said this.
The result, of course, was rejected by Xuanzang.
"Let's borrow it for one night"
Elder Jinchi did not give up.
Xuanzang had no choice but to agree.
At night, there is heavy fog in the mountains, making the temperature a bit low.
In the best wing of Guanyin Yuan, Chu Feng and Sun Wukong were drinking and chatting, and the topics were all about cultivation.
Chu Feng was good at many things, which made Sun Wukong scratch his head.
"Wukong, you don't even know how to move clouds and make rain?"
Chu Feng looked very surprised.
"My old grandson has never learned this"
Sun Wukong made a big fuss. When he was in Xianyue Sanxing Cave and Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, he learned all practical things, such as transformation, flying, fighting, moving clouds and rain, etc. Pay attention.
"It's on fire, it's on fire... Come and put out the fire!"
Suddenly, urgent and anxious sounds came from outside.
Chu Feng opened the window, looked at the sea of fire in the distance, and said in surprise: "It seems to be your master's room!"
