Journey to the West: Monks do not tell lies, they only rob

Chapter 314 Master Can’t Preach

Tongtai Mansion, Diling County.

The master and his disciple walked on the street, and passers-by pointed and talked along the way.

Gollum—

Bajie clutched his stomach and cried out, "My stomach is empty."

The few of them quickened their pace, passed the memorial archway, and entered the North-South Street, where a gatehouse with a tiger sitting on it came into view.

Wukong took a quick look and said, "Master, there's a sign on the door saying 'Ten Thousand Monks Are Not Barred'. Why don't we go here and get some food?"

"Okay, okay." Bajie dropped his luggage first. "It looks like a grand place at the door. I bet the vegetarian food will be delicious too."

Tang Shan dismounted, Wukong took the horse, and they walked to the door.

The door was open, and the servant saw the master and his disciple from afar and hurried in to report to Mr. Kou.

"Master, a monk brings three..." The servant suddenly stopped. What is the good word for three? How to describe it?

He lowered his head, feeling embarrassed and not knowing how to continue speaking.

Mr. Kou was originally reading scriptures in the courtyard. Twenty years ago, he made a vow to entertain ten thousand monks, but now there are only four left to fulfill his wish.

When he heard the number four person mentioned by the servant, his heart was excited, his hands were trembling, he threw down the scriptures, and hurried out the door.

It’s done, it’s done. My twenty-year wish is coming true today.

When Kou saw his reflection at the door, he couldn't help but open his mouth and shout, "Come in!"

The master and disciple were startled and thought the door was voice-controlled.

Mr. Kou welcomed them in with great respect, walked in front of them and introduced them with great enthusiasm.

Tang Shan looked at the lovely old man in front of her with a smile. He had believed in Buddhism all his life and done good deeds for decades, so how could he be killed by thieves in the end?

If good people do not live long, it would be disheartening to many people who believe in Buddhism, God, and do good deeds.

She complained in her heart that if they wanted to cause a great disaster, they could just send a few more monsters, why bother to torment the old man.

After dinner, it was getting dark, and a few people lit a fire in the yard, brewed tea and chatted.

"Saint Monk, why don't you stay a little longer and explain the scriptures to the people of Diling County?"

Mr. Kou is over sixty years old, but he looks strong and energetic, and does not look old at all.

He has a rosy complexion, smiles all day long, never gets angry with others, and speaks gently.

Tang Shan was very willing to talk to such an old man.

Wukong, Bajie, and Lao Shatou gathered together and whispered, "Did you hear that? We need our master to preach."

Wukong's eyes flickered, "I'm not bragging, it's just that Master's teachings are not as good as mine."

He still vividly remembers the moment when he was pinned under the Five Finger Mountain and waiting for his master to save his life, and the moment when the monk asked him seriously how to pronounce the Six-Character Mantra.

Of course, he did not tell Bajie and Lao Sha about this matter, so his three fellow apprentices were not aware of it.

Bajie was not surprised at all, "Brother Monkey, I believe you on this matter."

Because he had seen his master using scriptures as draft paper several times at night to write and draw, calculating how much gold he had saved and how long it would take to reach Lingshan.

Sha Seng opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered that his master never took him to recite scriptures and chants together, but rather discussed with him more about what dishes to eat today and how to cook them to make them taste better.

For a moment, the apprentice looked at Tang Shan and Mr. Kou with complicated eyes. What should he do? The fact that his master couldn't chant the scriptures was about to be exposed.

Tang Shan's expression remained unchanged as he smiled calmly, "This place is only eight hundred miles away from Lingshan. Since you are really eager to obtain the scriptures, I can make up for the lecture when I return."

She spoke sincerely, and her eyes were full of desire to reach Leiyin Temple as soon as possible.

After all, the mission was about to be successfully completed, and huge wealth was within her reach. She wished she could grow wings and fly over now.

Seeing that he couldn't keep him by force, Mr. Kou thought that it would be a good thing if he could listen to Mahayana Buddhism in the future, so he didn't rush to stay.

"In that case, I will hold a grand banquet tomorrow to invite the people of the county to send the holy monk off to obtain the scriptures safely."

"Absolutely not!"