"The benefits of our Buddhist scripture collection team are very good, you don't have to worry! There is also financial subsidies from His Majesty the King of Tang, including five insurances and three housing funds."
"Eat meat if you want, drink wine if you want, go to get off work on time, there are no taboos!"
Tang San was able to persuade and dispel the monkey's resentment.
Although he didn't understand what the five insurances and three golds were, and thought it referred to gold, silver, and common things, Wukong didn't take it to heart, but he also understood that this guy was a fake monk.
Eating meat, drinking alcohol, killing animals, and committing sexual misconduct are all violations, but the strange thing is that he can still use the power of Buddhism.
I couldn't help but ask: "Master, aren't you a disciple of Buddhism? Don't you have to keep the precepts?"
"I have been a monk for ten generations, and I will make up for all the debts I owe in this life."
Tang San's funeral words were serious and heartfelt: "What if you were to have your true spirit wiped away and be refined into a clone to be a monk for ten generations, and not allowed to eat meat or drink alcohol?"
Sun Wukong almost jumped, "Then you might as well kill me! No, doesn't that mean I no longer exist?"
"Shan! Do you understand the pain of being a teacher?"
"When you are young, you must have waves! The big waves wash over the sand, and you are confident. It is unobstructed and you are flying in the wind. You wash your hair, pinch your feet, get massages, and have sex with people who commit murder and set fire!"
The white monk robes of Tang San's burial fluttered in the wind, looking ahead from a distance, "This is the slogan of our team!"
No, you, a monk, wash your hair?
Sun Wukong's eyes widened and he felt lonely after hearing this.
It’s so hard to understand…
"By the way, Master, are you the ancient ferocious beast, the six-winged golden cicada?"
"Yes, Ananda, the Buddhist monk, wiped out the true spirit, refined the distractions, and made me reincarnate for ten lives to survive the nine revolutions of the cicada and start the plan to obtain scriptures."
No wonder this old... master is not any weaker than himself. Sun Wukong cursed again.
"That's not right, Master. Since your true spirit has been erased, you no longer exist in the six realms and three realms. So what do you do?"
"Wukong, my master's spirit comes from a mysterious place and came back specifically to rewrite this period of history."
"So this body is a six-winged golden cicada, but the soul is me from outside the world. It has nothing to do with Buddhism or Ananda!"
As he said that, he passed on the memories he had traveled through time and the clips of the Monkey King on TV that he had in his original memories to Sun Wukong.
"My teacher has known about this period of history for a long time, and under the guidance of heaven, he deliberately came to reverse the future. Do you understand?"
"Look, this is you from the original world drama in my memory. Speaking of which, you are still my idol!"
"Ahaha, Master, is this really me as played in the play? Although I'm a bit ugly, I still imitated the heroic appearance of Sun Yat-sen by half or six points."
Sun Wukong scratched his head and was overjoyed.
"So our experience-learning team doesn't stick to trivial matters and does what we should do. We have only one purpose, and that is...to do big things!"
"Master, since you want to do such a big thing, do you still need to learn from it?"
"Of course, there is no conflict between the two!"
"What does it mean to commute to get off work on time?"
"Wukong, you have to go to and from get off work at sunrise and go to the Western Heaven to learn scriptures. After sunset, you can move around freely. You can find a place to eat meat and drink, or you can go back to Huaguo Mountain to stay."
"Don't you have that somersault cloud? Just come to the place where we separated!"
It turns out to be the Dian Mao Fang Yamen in Heaven. I understand this!
Sun Wukong jumped up suddenly, "Can I go back to Huaguo Mountain?"
"After sunset, every day is fine. I have the final say on this Buddhist scripture collection team!"
"Then can I go to three mountains, five mountains, and all over the world to catch up with friends and have a drink?"
"In principle, it's allowed, as long as it doesn't delay the next day's work!"
Tang San touched the monkey's head and said, "But Wukong, we should try to keep a low profile. If we meet those Bodhisattvas or if the news reaches Lingshan, it will not look good on our faces."
Sun Wukong did two somersaults and said happily: "I understand, I understand!"
"I haven't been home for more than five hundred years, and I don't know how my children are doing. The sun is going to set today. Master, why don't we get off work?"
"Okay, you can place the horses, pack your bags and go home."
"Isn't this simple?"
Sun Wukong took out his golden cudgel, pierced it with one blow, and dug a big hole in the mountain wall. He led the horses in and left clear water. He then activated his clone to cut a large bundle of fodder and threw it in.
Then he used a golden hoop to draw a circle at the entrance of the cave and said, "Okay, Master! I have set up a formation so that monsters cannot approach and the horses will not run around."
Good guy, it seems like everyone likes you after get off work, your avatar is really making the best use of it!
"Um, Wukong, can I discuss something with you as a master?"
Tang Sanzong rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
"Master, just say it!"
"You see, you have a somersault cloud. You can travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye and go anywhere in the world."
"As a teacher, I don't have a good way to travel. The speed of cloud control is too slow. I spent most of my time on the road after get off work."
"If there is a peak period when the Heavenly Court guards the Immortals and Gods Sanya, it will be called a congestion. Can you pass on your somersault cloud to my master? Haha, what the heck, I will definitely make it up to you in the future!"
Sun Wukong had long been worried about getting off work, not to mention that his distraction was in the hands of others, who could have directly searched his memory.
Asking is to show him respect, which makes the monkey very useful, "Master, you and I are one body now, what does one body skill mean? I will teach it to you!"
Tang San has been coveting Somersault Cloud for a long time, but he didn't expect the monkey to be so generous. He said happily: "Thank you so much, Wukong!"
After receiving somersault cloud's method in his mind, he saw that the monkey was restless and waved his hand, "Wukong, you can get off work first. You don't have to wait for me to be my master. I'm going to familiarize myself with you here."
"Thank you Master!"
"Remember... to go to work on time tomorrow."
Before he finished speaking, the monkey disappeared long ago. Tang Sanzian shook his head and smiled, and then thought about this movement technique.
The Somersault Cloud is not difficult, of course, considering his level as a Great Luo Immortal.
After pinching the magic formula and practicing it twice, he had already mastered this movement technique. This place had just left the Tang Dynasty, so there was no need to move too much. Tang Sanzong raised his legs and moved a little to reach the Tangquan Palace.
Since Baby Wanjin has agreed, she will come back to make Mei Niang happy.
He performed an invisibility trick and entered the palace, only to see Wu Meiniang caressing a jade bracelet he gave her, looking absentmindedly.
"Brother San Zan, where are you now? Have you ever thought of Mei Niang?"
"Although Mei Niang is here, Xin'er has already gone with brother San Zan..."
Tang San was moved and sad at the same time. He revealed his true body and said softly: "Of course I miss my Mei Niang!"
"ah……"
Wu Meiniang rubbed her eyes, "Brother Sanzang, is it really you? Is the Nu family dreaming again?"
“It really can’t be truer!”
Tang Sanbian picked up Wu Meiniang, and Wu Meiniang was wrapped around her like an eight-clawed monster.
"Brother Sanyan, I miss you so much!"
"I miss you as well!"
After setting up a barrier to prevent the servants from disturbing her, Tang Sanzong picked up Wu Meiniang and entered the hot spring.
I saw that Mei Niang's gentle face is like jade, her shy appearance is like a fairy, her charming posture is brilliant, her figure is graceful, her bare hands are pure as snow, and she has pink brocade flowers. Tang San was greatly moved when he saw it.
In this kind of matter, Mei Niang is much more bold and proactive than the Queen Mother, and she can't wait to dedicate her whole self to her sweetheart.
The charming eyes are flowing into the temples, and the half-moon is combed low on the shoulders. The body is as light as dancing, and the branches are facing the moon; the voice is wonderful and can sing, among the sea of broken flowers and clouds.
This mutual exchange of feelings was finally heartfelt and soul-stirring.
