Along the way, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but look sideways at the young monk.
Is he the legendary Tang Xuanzang?
Master Tripitaka, the most eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty in the official history, the reincarnation of the golden cicada who fascinated countless female fairies in "Journey to the West", Tang Monk?
Although Journey to the West is only a novel, Li Daoxuan did not travel through the Tang Dynasty in the official history. There were many demons and monsters here, and those aloof immortals and Buddhas have long since disappeared.
Reminiscent of the young monk's innate wisdom, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but suspect that he was really the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a Tang monk who could live forever by eating a piece of meat.
I don’t know if he can take off the skin of his hands or feet, but he can leave it to the master...
"Daozhang Li, what have you been looking at me for?"
Xuanzang touched his smooth head and said doubtfully.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the way Li Daozhang looked at him was the same as when the master saw the silver.
Li Daoxuan coughed and said, "It's nothing, it's just that you look like an old friend of mine."
After a pause, he probed: "Xuan Zang, have you ever thought about going abroad... that is, leaving the Tang Dynasty and going to the West?"
Hearing this, Master Sanle, Xuanzang's master, was slightly startled and glanced at Li Daoxuan without leaving any trace.
Xuanzang frowned and asked doubtfully: "Why did you leave the Tang Dynasty?"
He shook his head and said firmly: "The young monk is from the Tang Dynasty, so naturally he will not leave the Tang Dynasty. Daoist priest Li, please stop making fun of me."
Li Daoxuan laughed in his heart. Tang Monk said that he didn't want to go west. This was the biggest joke.
However, Li Daoxuan saw that he was sincere when he said this. When he mentioned the West, there was no trace of yearning in his eyes.
That's fine, after all, now that the gods and Buddhas have disappeared, who will organize the game for him?
Without the protection of Brother Monkey and the others, let alone Nine-nine and Eighty-One, it would be difficult to leave the territory of the Tang Dynasty. After all, there are many monsters and monsters hidden in the Tang Dynasty.
After talking along the way, Li Daoxuan also understood the situation of the two of them.
Master Sanle was the abbot of Dacheng Temple in the north of the city, and Xuanzang was his only disciple. The two settled in Yuzhang City.
At first, Li Daoxuan was confused as to why the host of a temple was reduced to a street performer?
It wasn't until he saw Dacheng Temple that he understood the reason.
Broken, really broken!
The entire Dacheng Temple is dilapidated and in disrepair. The walls are covered with ivy, many of the wood are rotten, and there is a musty smell.
The plaque on the door has faded and the writing cannot be read clearly.
Li Daoxuan couldn't help feeling that the level of misery was almost catching up with that of his master's Zhenyang Taoist Temple.
Entering the temple, there was no one inside. There were only two monks, Master Sanle and Xuanzang, in the entire Dacheng Temple.
Master Sanle sighed: "Donor, although this place is dilapidated, it was quite prosperous ten years ago. It's a pity that the last abbot, Master Huihai, misjudged the wrong person and chose me to succeed him. As a result, Dacheng Temple became more and more desolate. Later, even the disciples fled It was all gone, I almost starved to death.”
He touched Xuanzang's bald head and said with a smile: "Fortunately, one day, I was draining water by the river and found a wooden basin with a baby boy in it, who is now Xuanzang."
As he spoke, he knocked Xuanzang's bald head sharply.
"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Master, I'm already hungry. Go and cook!"
Gu~~
Master Sanle's stomach growled. He smiled and said to Li Daoxuan, "Let the donor laugh."
Xuanzang rolled his eyes at his master, then rolled up his sleeves. At a young age, he walked into the kitchen and began to skillfully light a fire to cook.
Master Sanle took Li Daoxuan to visit Dacheng Temple.
The temple is not big, with only three temples. Sakyamuni is enshrined in the middle, Amitabha is enshrined on the left, and Maitreya is enshrined on the right.
What surprised Li Daoxuan was that the statues of the three Buddhas were very old and worn out. The gold paint was almost gone and they looked like they had been taken down by someone.
He glanced at Master Sanle.
Master Sanle smiled casually and said: "I took away the gold paint. During that time, Xuanzang was crying for food. All the valuable things in the temple were sold out, so I had to take away the gold paint and exchange for money."
After a pause, he smiled and said: "In fact, it doesn't matter if there is no gold paint. Sanqing can be sculpted with clay, so why can't Buddha?"
Li Daoxuan was startled and felt that this sentence had a Zen meaning, but the next moment, Master Sanle broke the Zen meaning.
"Hehe, I think the donor likes Xuanzang very much. I guess he can't bear to see Xuanzang suffer hunger with me..."
He pushed the merit box and said, "Donor, you are already here, why don't you give me some incense money?"
Li Daoxuan laughed. He took out three taels of silver and put it into the merit box.
"My thoughts, thank you Master for taking me in tonight."
"Hehe, you're welcome, you're welcome, I wish you could come here every day!"
Master Sanle's eyes were shining and he was smiling from ear to ear.
After a while, Li Daoxuan finished visiting the three temples and saw a plaque hanging outside the courtyard with four big characters crookedly written on it.
Don’t ask for help from outsiders!
Li Dao
If you don’t go bankrupt, who will go bankrupt?
…
evening.
The vegetarian dishes made by Xuanzang were very fragrant, and Master Sanle ate them with great pleasure. Li Daoxuan was even greedy when he saw them, but it was a pity that he was still in the early stage of living without grains and could not eat them.
After finishing the meal, Xuanzang consciously put away the dishes, washed his hands, held a Buddhist scripture, sat under the statue of Sakyamuni, and began to read softly under the dim candlelight.
His voice was pure and clear, and his demeanor was peaceful and peaceful. At such a young age, he actually had the temperament of an eminent monk.
The Buddha's eyebrows were lowered, as if he was watching the young monk chanting sutras.
Ancient temples, Buddha statues, candles, novice monks...
As beautiful as a painting.
Listening to his chanting, Li Daoxuan felt that he had become calmer.
An hour later.
Li Daoxuan came to his room, where Xuanzang had tidied it up for him. Although it was simple, the dust and everything else had been cleaned.
He sat upright on the bed. Xuanzang and Master Sanle had already fallen asleep. He could even hear Master Sanle's thunderous snoring.
Li Daoxuan did not sleep, but held the Five Thunder Talisman in his hand and was secretly vigilant.
As night falls, it is when dirty things are most active. The enemies hiding in the dark may take the opportunity to take action!
…
Outside Dacheng Temple, an old man on crutches stood quietly outside the door.
Under the moonlight, his shadow was very strange, with his long tail fluttering and his sharp beak and monkey cheeks, he looked like a weasel standing on two feet!
There was some hesitation in his eyes, and he had been lingering at the door for a long time.
After Li Daoxuan entered the Qingyi Temple, he no longer dared to follow him. He did not dare to set foot near the Qingyi Temple.
Fortunately, Li Daoxuan soon left the vicinity of Qingyi Temple and walked alone on the street.
During that time, he followed up again and prepared to take action. Anyway, it was just a clone. At worst, he would be handed over to Yuzhang City.
However, what he didn't expect was that the two monks suddenly appeared.
The little monk was fine, but the fat monk made him a little confused. He didn't dare to take action for a while. He wanted to wait until they were separated before taking action, but he didn't expect that they actually lived together!
The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable!
And as Wong Tai Sin who has been practicing for 800 years, although he is only a clone, he is also proficient in many magic arts and has a lot of skills. Even if this fat monk is really capable, he must not be willing to fight with him for a stranger!
After hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind.
Tonight, take revenge!
He wants that little Taoist priest to pay with blood!
