I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Monkey King pointed to Zhu Bajie and said.

The abbot who was preparing to offer tea was already stunned.

"Did these words come out of the monk's mouth? If it came out of my mouth, I would have to repent in front of the Buddha for a year and a half."

The abbot opened his mouth wide in surprise, the tea in his hand was already cold.

"Well, monkey, don't talk nonsense."

Tang Sanzang knocked on Monkey King and spoke slowly.

The abbot heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Tang Sanzang say that, finally Master has someone who understands.

"Even if Bajie gives birth to a doll, it's still a pig doll, with a half-demon and half-immortal bloodline, so it must not survive. Those guys in the sky can see it. Do you think Bajie is stupid?"

Tang Sanzang picked up the tea, and saw the abbot standing there holding the teacup with his hand raised, and stretched out his arm to touch it.

"Drink and drink."

Tang Sanzang gestured to the abbot, and the abbot almost put the water into his mouth in a dull manner.

Tang Sanzang didn't pay attention to these, then turned his head and continued talking.

"You guys, don't use your brains. You have to know that Cuilan looks like a flower and a jade, how many years would you be able to endure it? Bajie must have used some measures."

"puff!"

The abbot sprayed out a mouthful of water.

"cough cough, cough cough"

Then coughed violently.

"What's the matter? Abbot, are you okay?"

Tang Sanzang looked at the strange look of the abbot and asked.

"No, it's okay, I cough, you guys eat first, I'll make it easier for you."

The abbot couldn't stay any longer, and thought that the master was a sensible person, but he didn't expect to be the same thing.

Or the Great Tang Sage?

It seems that the Tang Dynasty is coming to an end. Such a drunken monk has become the number one eminent monk in the Tang Dynasty. If I go, won’t I become the most profound monk in the history of the Tang Dynasty?

That night, Tang Sanzang and the others stayed in the temple.

"Abbot, why do I feel that something is wrong, these people are strange, why don't they look like monks?"

A monk said to the abbot.

After Tang Sanzang and the others settled down, a small meeting was held with the abbot.

"Oh, not only does he not look like a monk, but he is, he is..."

Abbot has no words to describe.

"Hey, it's just that people's hearts are not in the past."

The abbot said with emotion.

"Huh? Did they do something else?"

Several monks surrounded him and asked.

"Oh, forget it, let's not talk about it, there are some things, it's better for you to know less."

The abbot thought for a while, but still didn't tell them.

"Abbot, do you think there is such a possibility that these people who came here are not actually monks who came to learn scriptures from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

A monk frowned and thought for a long time before interjecting.

"Not a monk?"

The abbot turned around in surprise and asked.

"Isn't it a monk, who is it? Could it be that we received the wrong person?"

"It shouldn't be, they have a customs clearance certificate, and it is the same as the king's description, and there is a white horse."

"That's right, the customs clearance document cannot be faked."

"Who said that, have you ever seen it, how do you know if this thing is real?"

Several monks discussed it, but they had different opinions.

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===Chapter 652 Such a monk===

Some people think that these people are, after all, there are customs clearance certificates, and some people think that they are fake, after all, they are too different from the Tang Dynasty monks they imagined.

"No, I'm not saying they're fake or anything, but kind of scarier."

The monk just now frowned and said.

"What I mean is, do you think it's possible that these people are monsters. They ate or killed the previous Buddhist learners, and then stole their customs clearance certificates and came to us."

The monk expressed his conjecture, and after he finished speaking, all the monks in the room felt their backs shudder.

"No, isn't it?"

"You mean we have four monsters here?"

"If this monster is here, if he ate those four people before, will he also eat us?"

"Ah? Don't scare me, I'm cowardly!"

"I'm just guessing, don't take it seriously."

"Then you shouldn't have said it, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"Uh, cough cough, this thing, don't worry too much about it, go to sleep in peace of mind!"

The abbot was afraid that this terrifying emotion would be exaggerated, so he hurriedly sent everyone to sleep, but he hadn't noticed yet, when he said these words just now, his calves were shaking.

There is no way, a few monks are guessing there, but the abbot really listened to it when he was eating just now, and he still didn't take it to heart just now, but now that this idea comes out, the abbot is afraid for a while.

Mother, it's thanks to the food I just filled up, if the food is not enough, I guess I have to stuff myself between my teeth, right?

Several monks returned to their own rooms and went to sleep.

"Uh, abbot, why are you here?"

When several monks were about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, they saw the abbot walking in holding the quilt.

"Uh, it's a bit cold tonight. My room is leaking. We'll be sharing a room tonight..."

Tang San hid in their wing room.

"A pair of aces!"

"Do you want?"

Monkey King is holding a stack of poker, standing on a chair with one foot and yelling.

"Pass!"

"do not want!"

Zhu Bajie and Tang Sanzang had a lot of notes on their faces, looking at the cards in their hands a little depressed.

They have already played more than a dozen Doudizhu cards, and each time the monkey's cards are surprisingly good, it's almost crazy.

Fighting the Landlord was written by Tang Sanzang on paper with great difficulty in his spare time, and then handed it to three apprentices. He originally wanted to make a mahjong set, but it was too troublesome to make.

After making a few, Tang Sanzang gave up.

You have to have a table to play that, it’s like poker, you can just sit down wherever you go, and you can start.

Since my brother met a few times, I have played a lot along the way.

However, Monkey King has never announced that he can see through cards with his sharp eyes. After all, he can directly see other people's cards with this, but Monkey King does this very covertly.

uncommonly used.

So until now, Tang Sanzang and the others still haven't found out, so more and more stickers are posted on their faces.

"I don't want to play anymore. I suspect that the monkey's sharp eyes can see through the cards. The monkey will definitely cheat. Otherwise, according to my 10,000+ Dou Dizhu skill, how could I always lose?"

Tang Sanzang threw the cards directly, furious.

It's an insult to my own 10,000+ beans.

"Master, why isn't that kid you mentioned coming?"

Zhu Bajie also tore off the note on his face.

It turned out that according to the arrangement of the previous script, when Tang Sanzang was reading a book by himself tonight, the soul of the dead king would come to Tang Sanzang.

A ghost came looking for me, and I was not the Tang Sanzang before, so Tang Sanzang just dragged a few people to play Doudizhu and wait here.

But wait and see, there is no ghost.

Is it because you are scared when you see people?

"How would I know? But master, ordinary ghosts can't come out directly, they are all dreamed up."

Monkey King reminded Tang Sanzang at this time.

"What, you bastard didn't say it earlier! Wash your feet and go to sleep!"

Tang Sanzang greeted him.

Sure enough, not long after Tang Sanzang fell asleep, he began to dream.

Sure enough, like on TV before, Tang Sanzang dreamed that a man wearing the emperor's clothes came to him.

"Saint Monk, I'm sorry to bother you."

The visitor said.

"Don't worry, I'll ask a few questions."

Tang Sanzang stopped the man with a wave of his hand, and spoke directly.

"what?"

The visitor obviously did not expect Tang Sanzang to have such a reaction.

"You stayed in the water for three years, that is to say, you died three years ago, so where did your soul go during these three years?"

"People say that in general, when a person dies, don't they have to report to Hades? Have you gone?"

The person who came said: "I really went, but the King of Hades looked at me and let me come back."

"What do you mean by bringing you back?"

Tang Sanzang asked.

"I don't know, that is, after I arrived, Lord Yan looked at a piece of paper and looked at me for a while, and said I was coming, and then asked a judge to take me away. Before leaving, he said three In a year or so, there will be a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty passing by here, if I want to be saved, I will come to you, so I have come out every day recently."

"I finally heard the news of your coming today, so I came out."

The visitor spoke honestly.

"Ang, that means you came to see me, was it arranged by someone?"

Tang Sanzang asked.

The visitor saw that Tang Sanzang's face was not right, and he said hesitantly, after all, he was asking for help, and it still depends on the person's face.

"Holy Monk, I am actually the king of this black chicken country, I..."

The visitor hurriedly explained his identity, but was interrupted by Tang Sanzang waving his hand.

"Okay, I know everything about you, so don't worry."

"Let me ask another question. You put a monk in the river for three days. Do you still have an impression of this?"

Tang Sanzang asked again.

"what?"

When the visitor heard this, his paws were a little numb, thinking that Tang Sanzang came to avenge the previous monk.

"Saint monk, please forgive me. I was really ignorant before, and I punished that monk, but it was also because of his bad words. In front of so many people, I couldn't get down. I can't say that I am the king of a country."