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A group of gods opened the way ahead.

Plus Bai Longma's foot power.

Smooth and fast along the way.

There were two months of peace on this trip, and all I met were wolf, insect, tiger and leopard. The time is fast, and it's early spring, but the mountains and forests are green and green, the vegetation is sprouting; the plum blossoms are gone, and the willow eyes are opening. The masters and apprentices walked to play in the spring, and saw the sun set again.

In the distant mountain valley, there is a shadow of a tower, and the palace is sinking, and Monkey King shouted: "Master, there is a temple in front of you, so it's better to rest here for one night."

Su Xun opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, and he knew at a glance that this must be the Guanyin Temple.

The black bear spirit appeared here, and was finally taken by Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The black bear spirit is a wild fairy who fights you and me with Monkey King, that is capable.

He belongs to the young talents in the demon, how can such talents be given to Buddhism?

Su Xun must lead it to the right path!

With a wave of his hand, Su Xun put the carriage into the system space, leaving a white dragon horse alone.

"Go, stay here today."

After Wufang Jiezhe and other gods dug a path, they could finally take a breath.

Su Xun walked in the front, and Monkey King led the horse behind and walked towards the Guanyin Temple.

After approaching, I saw layers of halls and pavilions, selected corridors, and outside the Sanshan Gate, towering thousands of colorful clouds covered; in front of the Wufu Hall, there were thousands of red mists surrounding. Two pines, one forest of junipers. Two pine horns, ageless and peaceful, and quiet; a forest of junipers, colored and beautiful. See also the tall bell and drum tower and the towering tower of the Buddha.

Su Xun only sighed.

"The dog said, the monks here are real chickens, they are rich!"

In this township Kaka, the surrounding people are all yellow and thin, but the monk built the temple so magnificently, isn't it just for enjoyment?

This is really outrageous. Such virtues are also worthy of promoting Buddhism and benefiting the people?

The liberation of Buddhism and the improvement of productivity began with Guanyin Temple.

The four-valued Gong Cao and others in the void shuddered and mourned the deep people in the Guanyin Temple.

I know this Guanyin Temple is going to be over.

When I came to the door and was about to enter, I saw a crowd of monks walking out of that door. All wear a left-handed hat and non-stained clothes. Copper ring with double drop ears and silk belt waist. The grass performs to stabilize, and the wooden fish raises it in the hand.

One by one, with fat heads and big ears, their faces were greasy, searching for serious suspects that they had eaten meat.

I was wrong and almost framed them.

It should be eaten upright in the temple with the door closed.

After some exchanges, Su Xun reported on the road, and the monk invited Su Xun and Monkey King into the temple to drink tea.

I wondered why such a handsome monk found such an ugly apprentice.

Su Xun sneered when he heard this, and judged the monkey based on his appearance. What kind of Dharma did he cultivate?

After entering the Guanyin Monastery, the patriarch of the temple came out. During the conversation, the patriarch proudly said that he had lived more than two hundred and seventy years old.

This is obviously trying to pretend.

However, neither Su Xun nor Monkey King had any reaction, and they even wanted to laugh.

Two hundred and seventy years old is also worthy to pretend in front of them?

Monkey King has been suppressed for five hundred years.

The old monk dressed very luxuriously and enjoyed it very much. He called the novice monk to offer tea.

A little fortunate boy took out a plate of mutton jade with three French blue inlaid gold tea bells; another boy carried a cupronickel pot and poured three cups of fragrant tea. The real one is lustrous durian, and the taste is better than the fragrance of osmanthus.

Su Xun smacked his tongue secretly, these days, are you so rich when you are a monk?

Think about it, too. In modern society, when monks gather together, they always drive Rolls Royce.

You can't find a parking space when you drive in a BMW.

In ancient times, monks were richer and okay.

However, Su Xun was very upset.

But in his mouth he praised: "What a baby."

The old monk showed a triumphant expression, and said with a slight pretence: "Dirty eyes and dirty eyes! The master is the heaven and the country, and he has a wide range of precious treasures. How can he be rewarded with such an instrument? The master comes from the upper country, what can there be? Baby, take a look with the disciple?"

Su Xun didn't want to do such a naive thing, or else he would just take a game console and bluff the bunch of buns for a while.

But he didn't want to pretend to be forced, but Sun Wukong couldn't stand the anger, and took out the mad cell phone that Tang Seng gave him and said: "Hey, speaking of baby, my grandson has a master reward for me."

"Oh, what is this?"

A group of monks are all confused.

"You wait and be optimistic."

Monkey King flipped out, brought up the camera mode, and clicked the shutter at the third person.

Then he took the phone and came to the old monk: "Old man, take a look, how is this better than your baby?"

"This...this...this..."

Seeing the appearance of the others on the screen, the old monks were shocked.

"Is this sealing the human soul inside?" said the old monk two hundred and seventy.

"Puff--"

Su Xun took a sip of tea and sprayed it out. Isn't this the stem of the Qing Dynasty?

The old monk burst into tears again, saying that he had lived for more than two hundred years to see the treasure, and asked Su Xun to lend it to him for a closer look, and wait to return it later.

Su Xun thought to himself, in the plot, you greet the monk Tang's robes and want to burn him to death in the monopoly robes.

Now I'm greedy for my cell phone, so I don't want to burn me to monopoly cell phone... right?

Let's not talk about the machine, civilized you and me.

Su Xun found it interesting, and the Tang Seng who learned from the original plot agreed with the robes.

If you don't try to plot my mobile phone, I still have no excuse to hit the monk to divide the field.

After all, even if he doesn't like the monk, he still has to have a reasonable excuse to make him play harder.

Fishing law enforcement, Elder Su.

After leaving the phone to the old monk, Su Xun and Monkey King went back to their room to rest.

In the evening, the old monk studied the cell phone and discovered many weird functions. He was shocked by the heavens and was overjoyed, but he cried bitterly.

Several disciples asked why.

The old monk said that when he thought that this kind of treasure would be returned tomorrow, he felt uncomfortable.

A monk named Guangzhi proposed to kill and overwhelm Tang Seng and Monkey King, bury the body in the backyard, and then forcefully occupy the treasure.

A monk named Guangmou felt wrong and made a different opinion: "Patriarch, according to Xiaosun's opinion, nowadays, we have gathered together Dongshan's big and small houses, and each person wants a bunch of firewood, and left the three meditation halls. When the fire started, I taught him to have no way to go, and even burned his horse. It was people who saw him in front of the mountain and behind the mountain, only saying that he was not careful, and burned my meditation hall. Those two monks would all be burned. Burned to death? It's so concealed. Isn't the robes a treasure of our family?"

After listening to the old monk, his eyes lit up, his sleeves wiped his tears, and he even said a few good words.

Su Xun even said a few good words in his heart after hearing their plan using the spell.

I finally broke the story to the original plot, and finally gave me an excuse to do it.

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