Not only him, inside the stone cave, the black bear demon covered his arm, his face turned blue and red, his eyes were sometimes wide open, and sometimes he gritted his teeth.

Fortunately, he had achieved great success in cultivation and had a good character. He suppressed his anger and did not go out to die.

At the same time, a strong sense of doubt arose in his heart.

Can such a rude monk really obtain the true scriptures?

If this is the standard for selecting people in Buddhism, then all these years of living next to the Guanyin Temple, inviting eminent monks to preach, and eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, wasn't it a waste of effort?

After a while, the noise outside the stone gate finally subsided.

Nie Changchuan curled his lips, returned to the dazed Sun Wukong, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, saying: "Disciple, you are right, this guy is indeed a coward, let's go to Guanyin Temple to stay overnight, and don't get involved with this monster's bad luck."

After saying that, Nie Changchuan stuffed the luggage into Sun Wukong's hands and slowly got on the horse.

Sun Wukong glanced at the luggage in his hands, stood up silently, and followed Nie Changchuan out of Black Wind Mountain.

Above the clouds, Guanyin Bodhisattva stood quietly on the clouds, chanting the Buddha's name vigorously, and the willow branches in her hands were left with marks from her pinching.

This guy used to beat up any monster he saw and never said a word. If the monkey had not been frustrated this time, Guanyin would not have known that he was also very good at scolding people.

“…It was sloppy, sloppy!”

Guanyin Bodhisattva felt regretful and wished she had postponed the Journey to the West for a few more years.

Even if destiny is different, it is better than being stuck in the middle and stuck in a dilemma!

But now, she can only think about it.

After all, Tang Sanzang's cultivation is becoming more and more profound, and Sun Wukong is no longer bound by the golden hoop. The master and disciple are of the same mind. If they join hands, no one in the three realms can control them.

Well, let's just make the best of it. I hope the fortune of Buddhism won't decline because of this...

Guanyin Bodhisattva let out a long sigh, and then her figure disappeared among the clouds.

…

…

But when Nie Changchuan and his companions arrived at the Guanyin Temple, they heard that Nie Changchuan was a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and they immediately welcomed him with joy and did not dare to neglect him.

Nie Changchuan brought Sun Wukong into the Guanyin Temple and found that the monks in the temple were all dressed in flowers and brocades, embroidered with gold, and had gorgeous clothes. They did not look like the kind of people who worshipped Buddha and ancient lamps, but rather like the children of wealthy families in Chang'an.

According to the script, the abbot of Guanyin Temple, Elder Jinchi, is a greedy and possessive person.

When he saw the brocade cassock bestowed by the Buddha on Tang Monk, he immediately became malicious and wanted to take it for himself. Then there was the scene where the temple caught fire and the monkey went to the Heavenly Palace to borrow the fire-proof hood.

However, this plot has a premise, that is, the monkey sees the other party showing off his wealth, so he develops a competitive spirit.

But now, Nie Changchuan was used to wearing this monk's robe with excellent defensive power, and Monkey was devastated by the previous attack from Black Wind Mountain, so he had no intention of showing off the colorful cassock.

Under such circumstances, when the master and his disciple checked into the Zen temple, at most the monks in the temple would look down on their clothes, and then they could get by easily.

After this calculation, Guanyin Bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief and silently watched everyone in the clouds, hoping that the master and disciple would leave quickly tomorrow and not ruin the incense of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

That night, the master and the disciple had a vegetarian meal and rested in the guest room.

Suddenly, Nie Changchuan sobbed and secretly wiped his tears with his back to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong had never seen his master act like this before. He was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Nie Changchuan wiped away his tears and said with a sad face: "I became a monk when I was young and was raised by my master and the monks of Jinshan Temple. In the past thirty years, I have slayed demons and monsters for my master, which can be regarded as a glory for the name of Jinshan Temple."

"But fame is just fame after all. You can't drink it or eat it."

"Now seeing the gorgeous clothes and lavish food in Guanyin Temple, I feel very ashamed. I always feel that I owed the uncles, uncles, brothers and fellow disciples of Jinshan Temple..."

Hearing Nie Changchuan's shameful words, Sun Wukong was stunned and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Generally speaking, shouldn't these two things be the other way around?

Why is it that when it comes to Master, everything starts to go wrong?

Temples are supposed to be places of poverty, with ancient Buddhas and green lamps. This Guanyin Temple is the place with real problems!

Seeing Sun Wukong's dazed expression, Nie Changchuan glanced at him and then quietly stepped on him under the table.

Wukong felt pain and came to his senses. He met Nie Changchuan's gaze and suddenly understood the deep meaning of his master's words.

……I see!

Sun Wukong smiled, then grabbed his master's arm and whispered, "Master, if we want to repay our master, it's easy. I see that this Guanyin Temple is quite wealthy, and the monks in the temple are all dressed in gorgeous clothes and have no worries about food and drink. Why don't we put aside our pride tomorrow and ask them for some precious robes and take them back to give to our master, that's it!"

Nie Changchuan looked at him with a look of satisfaction, then shook his head and said, "It's okay to beg for alms, and it's okay to save face, but after all, there are only two of us. Even if we let Little White Dragon show up, we can only get three robes at most."

"But my Jinshan Temple is vast, and there are more than a hundred monks in the temple. This... this..."

Nie Changchuan looked embarrassed and couldn't help choking up.

Sun Wukong quickly comforted them, "Too many monks and too little porridge is indeed a problem, but it's easy to solve. You and I, the master and disciple, all have magical powers. We can just cast a spell in the middle of the night, kill these monks, and take away the cassock, that's it!"

"presumptuous!"

Nie Changchuan glared at him and said, "How can you commit murder under the feet of your Excellency?"

Sun Wukong blinked and whispered, "What if Guanyin can't see it?"

Nie Changchuan fell silent, seemingly considering the feasibility of this plan.

“Boom—”

Suddenly, thunder flashed above the clouds, illuminating the expressionless face of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The master and his disciple sang the same tune, making it clear that they were planning to take over the Guanyin Temple.

Okay, okay, I'm trying to restrain my followers from causing trouble, but now you guys are targeting my followers!

...Is this the holy monk from the Tang Dynasty? This is the brutal bandit from the Tang Dynasty!

Guanyin Bodhisattva was angry, but did not dare to show up to dissuade the two.

These days, she has roughly understood Nie Changchuan's character.

This person can be described as compassionate when it comes to major issues, but when it comes to trivial matters, he does whatever he wants!

If Guanyin dared to show up at this time, Nie Changchuan would dare to ask her for money and property directly, and even interrogate her, asking her why Guanyin Bodhisattva needed so many treasures as offerings.

In such a situation, no matter how angry Guanyin Bodhisattva was, he could only swallow his anger.

At the same time, in the guest room, Nie Changchuan shook his head and said, "No, this plan is not appropriate. Let's choose another one!"

"this……"

Sun Wukong showed hesitation. At this moment, he suddenly felt something strange on his palm. He looked down and saw a monkey hair flying up and quietly writing a big word on his palm -

fire?

Sun Wukong was slightly startled, then a smile appeared on his face.

"Master, I have a plan!"

"Oh?" Nie Changchuan was excited. "What's the plan?"

Sun Wukong whispered, "I see that this Guanyin Temple has a special firewood room, which has dry firewood available all year round. Why don't I use the fire spell at night to burn the firewood room and start a fire in the temple."

"Then, Master, you go to the front yard and call for help to put out the fire. I will perform a transformation and sneak into the storehouse to take away the treasures and robes. When the fire dies down tomorrow, we will say that all the treasures were burned!"

Nie Changchuan was overjoyed and said with relief: "Great, great, this is a brilliant plan, brilliant!"

It’s hard, the fist is hard!

Guanyin Bodhisattva clenched the jade bottle tightly, sighed for a long time, and disappeared, so that out of sight, out of mind.

Nie Changchuan glanced at the ceiling, sneered, and arranged for Sun Wukong to set the fire at three o'clock in the morning.

This Guanyin Temple is wealthy and luxurious, but it is full of filth and corruption. The abbot, Elder Jin Chi, is greedy and competitive, and has connections with monsters. He has even lived for 270 years by relying on elixirs provided by the monsters.

Nie Changchuan would definitely not believe that Elder Jin Chi had never done any evil in the past 270 years.

Since he was able to discuss killing people and stealing treasures at night when the original Tang Monk was staying overnight, it means that he had done this before.

Nie Changchuan already knew the plot, so it was impossible for him to let go of these demons in cassocks.

So, that night, the master and disciple acted according to the plan.

Sun Wukong set fire to steal treasures, and Nie Changchuan called for help to put out the fire. The master and disciple each performed their duties and smoothly put all the gold, silver, treasures, robes and Buddhist treasures accumulated in Guanyin Temple over hundreds of years into the bowl.

The next morning, looking at the Zen temple that had been burned all night and the monks crying in front of the storehouse, Nie Changchuan quietly took the copper bowl from Sun Wukong with a satisfied smile on his face.

Coming before the dazed Elder Jin Chi, Nie Changchuan chanted a Buddhist name, expressed a few hypocritical condolences, then rode on the white dragon horse and left the place with Sun Wukong.

When passing by Black Wind Mountain, he happened to run into the Black Bear Demon who had seen the fire last night and was preparing to quietly go to the Zen temple to check out the situation.

Sun Wukong immediately took out his golden cudgel, stopped the terrified black bear demon, and beat him up.

Afterwards, the master and his disciple took the black bear demon to his cave, looted the cave full of treasures and elixirs, leaving the black bear demon in tears, and then they returned home with a full load, smiling.

Walking on the road to the west, looking at the back of his master on horseback, Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel emotional.

It's true that evil needs to be dealt with by evil!