"Young Master, you are right..." The fat novice monk touched the back of his head with his hand! Uncle Hongren is indeed always serious, but I always feel that this time it seems..."

"But what, you but..." Wukong bent his finger and bounced on the fat novice monk's head. "I think you are not, but you are looking for trouble. I said, "Wu, don't worry about anything, okay?"

"It's not that I want to say, but..." Fat Noriya Gobun covered his head with his hands and retorted unconvincedly. "But I really saw those uncles who came back with Master Hongren, all had a stern face. So something must have happened."

"Is that true?" Wukong touched his chin, and showed a thoughtful expression. "Did it mean that Senior Brother Hongren really had something unexpected? This is a new thing. Could it be that Master Daoxin came to me for this?"

"Oh, by the way, Master Daoxin is still looking for you... After being reminded by Wukong, the fat novice Wuneng grabbed Wukong's monk's robe in a hurry and dragged Wukong under the bed, "Uncle Jung, please follow me quickly. Master Daoxin must be about to wait."

"Wu Neng, why are you pulling my clothes? Let go!" Wu Kung gave a furry chestnut to the fat shark without hesitation, "If you pull it any more, my clothes will be torn to pieces by you. Are you a master of Daoxin a little fool like you who has no concentration? What do you look like when you look anxious? You must know that the monks should have three thousand..."

Halfway through this sentence, Wukong thought about the solemn appearance of Senior Brother Hongren in his mind. He shivered and shook his head, then jumped off the bed, slowly put on his own waffles, "Oh, I'm afraid of you, you pig head, let's go back."

Straw shoes are commonly known as straw sandals, with structure close to the structure between slippers and sandals. In this year, this year, the equipment for monks or straw sandals are standard equipment. Because the materials are cheap and simple to make, they are very popular among low-income people. Monks wear straw sandals mainly to show that monks are willing to be ordinary and not pursue materialistic enjoyment, etc.

Of course, people like Wukong who can't be mean to him will naturally not be the same as ordinary monks wear, so the pair of pony grass slings he is wearing now, which is handed by Li Zhi of Jiangzhou straw sandals, which cannot be said to be the most expensive slings in Jiangzhou city. In terms of price, these so-called straw sandals are even more expensive than ordinary leather boots.

Of course, you get what you pay for. There is a reason why shoes are expensive. You should know that this pair of so-called straw sandals, which are purely handmade, are said to be straw sandals, but they cannot even touch a burr on the smooth and sturdy shoes. They are absolutely comfortable and comfortable. In Wukong's opinion, these shoes are no worse than leather sandals 1,500 years later.

"Uncle Master, let's go quickly!" After Wukong put on his shoes, the fat novice monk immediately pulled Wukong up and ran out the door.

When Wukong was pulled to the gate of the Liuli Fairyland by him, Wukong finally couldn't bear it anymore and gave him a scoundrel again. "Wu Neng, do you really think you are a pig? You are so stupid, you said you ran to the front door to do something to the back door, and we took a bus back to Dalin Temple."

"Yes, I just ran away, I forgot...!" The little shaman Wuneng, who was pulling Goku, showed a embarrassed smile, "We can take the bus when you go back with Master Wukong."

"So you are a pig's head!" Wukong knocked the little novice monk in the head again, "But since you are here, then you can wait for me here first, I'll say hello to Uncle Cui."

"Uncle Master, aren't you going to sneak away?" Fat shaman Wuneng looked at Wukong and showed a look of suspicion.

"oops!"

"No, no big or small, uncle, do you need you to teach me when doing things?" Wukong knocked Wuneng's head again without hesitation, "If you want you to stay here, stay here honestly."

Then after saying hello to Cui Yining, Wukong took Cui Yining to record some major events that have happened this month, went out from the back door of the Liuli Fairyland, got on the prepared carriage, and returned to Dalin Temple staggeringly.

After getting off the bus at the door of Dalin Temple, Wukong, who was tortured by Wuneng's chattering all the way, was about to run away without hesitation, carried the fat novice Wuneng's neck collar and handed him over to the Zhike Monk Tonghui, then he carried his tin staff to the Zen room where Master Daoxin was located in the backyard.

Putting the Zen Staff at the door of the Zen Room, then Wukong stopped deliberately, carefully checked his monk's robe, and confirmed that there was no problem with his clothes, he reached out and knocked gently. After Master Daoxin said that he had come in, Wukong did not rush in immediately as usual, but first pushed open the door and looked around carefully...

"Good disciple, you don't have to watch it." Master Daoxin looked at Wukong who was touching around and said angrily, "You brother Hongrenmu is not here, so I asked him to go back and rest just now."

"Namo's Great Freedom King Buddha!" ​​When he heard that Senior Brother Hongren was not here, Wukong recited the Buddha's name with relief and breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to relax. Senior Brother Hongren is really not here. It's a pity. Originally, I said hello to him, uh...

"Is that true?" Master Daoxin looked at Goku with a smile, "It's easy to say hello. I'll send someone to call Hongren here for a trip?"

"No need for a master!" Wukong waved his hands repeatedly, "You don't need to send people. Senior Brother Hongren just returned to Dalin Temple. It was the time to work hard. Since he had already gone to rest, we should not disturb him."

"Good disciple, I'm not talking to you for my master. Look at your scathing look, you don't have the demeanor of my Buddhist disciple.

"Master Daoxin looked at Wukong with a smile, "You must know that monks should have thirty-two figures and eighty kinds of good. Look at so many monks in Dalin Temple, who is like you, and when you hear your senior brother Hongren's name, you will tremble, what does it look like."

"Master, if I have thirty-two appearances and eighty kinds of good disciples, I can become a Buddha directly. And there is one thing you said wrong, you don't know. In fact, in our Dalin Temple, the monk who shivered when he heard the name of Senior Brother Hongren was really out of the sea."

Wukong replied with a smile, "Actually, you should ask your disciple, how many monks in our Dalin Temple can not tremble after hearing the name of Senior Brother Hongren. Then Master, you will know that I am actually a good disciple. For example, if Senior Brother Zhixing knew that Senior Brother Hongren is coming back, he might not be able to sleep."

"Nonsense!" Master Daoxin scolded Wukong, "You Senior Brother Hongren is not a hungry ghost, how could you be so scared that Zhixing couldn't even sleep?"

"You don't know what Master!" Tiankong answered without hesitation, "If Senior Brother Hongren is really a hungry ghost, Senior Brother Zhixing will not be scared to sleep."

Bang!

"The disciple is wrong!"

"Master!" Wukong rubbed his forehead and asked with a bitter face, "What's the matter so anxious? I have to rush back to Dalin Temple no matter what. Now I can tell my disciple."

"Well, this time I have made great progress, and I asked anxiously as soon as I came in." Master Daoxin picked up the teacup on the table with a smile, "If you encounter something, be calm. The more anxious you are, the more you should be calm. Your performance today is considered unsatisfactory. It seems that you, a good disciple, have not let down your teacher's teachings! Well, wait a moment...

As he said that, Master Daoxin tilted his head slightly, "I believe that you will understand soon."

Just when Wukong was still confused, he heard a sound of footsteps walking in from outside, and then stopped at the door of Master Daoxin's Zen room. Then Wukong heard a slight knock on the door.

"Come in!" Master Daoxin turned his head calmly and said to the door.

"Yes!" There was a voice outside the door! After a voice agreed, the door of the Zen room was opened. Then, a very familiar figure from Wukong was standing at the door, "Master Daoxin, has Wukong been back?"

"Senior Brother HP!" Wukong jumped from the ground in surprise, "When will you come back?"

When he saw HP, Wukong was really surprised. You should know that since three years ago, Master Daoxin sent HP and Sanbaozi to Chang'an to get a seal, in the following time, HP and Sanbaozi have almost always stayed in Daxingshan Temple in Jingshanfang, Chang'an, and only came back once a year.

"Just arrived soon!" HP reached out and touched his bald head honestly. "I came back this time and brought back more than 100 seals. Now Sanbaozi has no money, and we owe more than 3,000 guan of the ancestral department, so I'll come back to find you, my junior brother, to get the money."

"Money is not a problem!" Wukong waved his hand generously and said excitedly, "It's more than one hundred more copies, so doesn't this mean that we have saved more than four hundred copies of seals in total?"

"Well, it's almost the same!" HP closed the door of the Zen room casually, walked to Master Daoxin, and knelt down next to Wukong, "Just brother, you expected. Now, due to Fu Yi's relationship, the Ministry of Rites has been increasingly strict in distributing seals from the Ministry of Rites. Even with the help of Li Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, I guess more than 100 copies will be the last time..."

"Enough, absolutely enough!" Wukong showed an excited smile, "But there is one thing that you said wrong with Senior Brother HP. Although the words to attack Buddhism are said from Fu Yi's mouth, he is not the one who makes the decision."

"Isn't it him?" HP looked up in confusion and thought, "But he is the one who is the most fiercer in Chang'an City?"

"About this, I think you should take a look at this with Senior Brother HP and Master." As he said that, Wukong took out a stack of bamboo paper from behind him. "This is the most respectful thing that has happened in Chang'an City in the past few months. I believe that Senior Brother HP knows a lot more clearly about some things, but if you connect these things, things will be much clearer."
Chapter completed!