The old man said, "You monks came too late. If you had come earlier, all the monks I left behind would have had enough to eat."

"In addition, there are three liters of cooked rice, a piece of white cloth, and ten copper coins. Why are you here now?"

Li Fu, who was traveling westward, had never heard that monks could have such good benefits.

However, he was also an honest man and did not want to fish in troubled waters. He said, "This old donor, I am not that fasting monk."

The old man asked strangely, "Since you are not the monk who is going to fast, what are you doing here?"

Li Fu clasped his hands together and explained his purpose. He said, "Old benefactor, I am the monk sent by the Tang Dynasty imperial envoy from the East to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures."

"I walked to your place today. It was already getting late. I heard the sound of rattles coming from your house. I came here to stay overnight. We will set off at dawn tomorrow."

Li Fu spoke politely, but the old man here waved his hand and said, "You, a monk, say that your family members don't tell lies. Why are you talking nonsense?"

"The journey from Eastern China to my place in the Tang Dynasty is at least fifty-four thousand miles. How can you, a single person, travel so far?"

Li Fu was wondering why an ordinary old man knew how far away from the Tang Dynasty was.

He immediately had some doubts in his heart, whether this old man was also transformed from the heavens protecting the Dharma.

However, even he couldn't ask directly, and the play couldn't end like this.

He continued, "The old benefactor is indeed very knowledgeable. There is indeed more than one poor monk. Besides me, I also have three young disciples."

"Only when he has great skills, can he open mountains at every turn, build bridges at every river, and protect the little monk all the way, so that the little monk can reach here."

The old man said, "Since you have a disciple, why don't you come? Why didn't I see it?"

He continued, "However, since you are here, no matter where you come from, please come in, please come in. As long as you are a monk, I will have a place to rest here."

Li Fu turned around and shouted, "Apprentice, apprentice, come here."

I saw that Wukong Walker, who was originally very impatient, came to the front in no time.

Bajie in the back is carrying luggage and looks a little rude.

As for the last Sha Monk, although he was holding a white dragon horse and looked a little gloomy, he looked a little reckless today.

The three of them heard the master's voice and came over, even creating a gust of wind.

When the old man saw this, he was really frightened. He fell to the ground and shouted "The monster is coming! The monster is coming!"

Li Fu helped the old man up and said, "Donor! Donor! Don't be afraid of benefactor. They are not monsters, they are all my disciples!"

The old man said tremblingly, "Why is the master so beautiful and the apprentice so ugly?"

Li Fu said, "Old donor, I wonder if you have ever seen the statue of Lord Buddha and Bodhisattva. All Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have kind-looking faces, but every one of the Vajra Arhats who protect the Dharma has an angry look."

Li Fu said, "Old donor, although these disciples of mine may not look very good in appearance, they actually know how to subjugate dragons and subjugate tigers, and they can easily catch monsters."

The old man still didn't quite believe it. He finally stood up, but he still had to hold on to the wall to move around slowly.

Li Fu walked slowly with the old man here. The three apprentices, Wukong, Wuneng, and Wujing, walked very fast, and they broke into the house.

Bajie dropped his luggage and Sha Monk tied up his horse.

I saw that there were several monks chanting sutras in the hall here.

Bajie felt pain when he heard them chanting sutras. He opened his big mouth and said loudly, "Monk over there, what sutras are you reciting?"

These monks who were chanting sutras suddenly heard such shouts.

They raised their heads and saw the guy who came in from the outside. He had a big mouth, long ears, a thick body and a broad back. When he spoke, his voice was like thunder.

As for Wukong and Sha Seng next to this guy, their appearance is even uglier.

As a result, none of the monks chanting sutras was not afraid.

They can only continue chanting sutras, wondering if this can drive away evil spirits.

However, unexpectedly, at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew into the hall, and all the lights in the room were extinguished. These monks could not bear it anymore.

They stumbled one by one, even if they were crawling on the ground, they still had to escape.

It used to be a dojo that looked very atmospheric, but now it looks like a joke.

The three brothers Wukong, Wujing, and Wuneng burst out laughing when they saw these monks looking like this.

When these monks crawling on the ground heard their laughter, they became even more frightened. Even if they smashed their heads, they still worried about their own lives and ran away with buckets.

When Li Fu helped the old man in, he saw that there was no light in the hall, and the three disciples were still laughing.

Li Fu said here, "Why are you three laughing like this? Alas!"

He didn't want to say anything serious, but when the three brothers heard it, they all stopped talking.

The old man who was supported by Li Fu saw that these three "monsters" listened to Li Fu's words so much that he believed Li Fu's words that these three were his disciples.

The old man returned the greeting and said, "Master, Master, there's nothing to do. There's nothing to do. Turn off the lights, scatter the flowers, and it's good that the Buddhist rituals are over."

However, who would have expected that Zhu Bajie would refuse to let go. Zhu Bajie said, "Now that the account has been settled, let's get some fast food out and I'll eat it and sleep."

The old man didn't resist. He shouted, "Come and hold the lamp! Someone will hold the lamp quickly!"

After hearing this, the family members were also puzzled. They said, "The sutras are being recited in that hall, and there are many incense and candle lights. Why do we need to hold a lamp?"

When several servants came out to take a look, they found that the hall was actually dark. When they brought the lantern over, they swarmed around and saw only three of Li Fu's apprentices.

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There are pig faces, monkey faces, and one looks like a fish that was so unlucky that it drowned.

They quickly threw the lanterns in their hands to the ground, turned around and returned to the atrium. After closing the middle door, they shouted inside, "The monster is coming! The monster is coming!"

Wukong Walker picked up the torch and lit the candle. He pulled out a chair and asked Master Tang Monk Li Fu to sit on it.

He and his two junior brothers were guarding both sides. The old man was not in a hurry to go back at the moment, but was sitting opposite and chatting with Li Fu.

However, at this time, an old man suddenly came from behind. This old man was leaning on a cane, but he was a little jumpy and said, "What kind of evil monster comes to our home for good deeds in the dark?"

The old man who was chatting with Li Fu quickly got up and went behind the screen and grabbed the old man with a cane.

He said, "Brother, don't yell, don't yell. He is not a demon, but an Arhat who studied in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Although those disciples look fierce, they are also very capable and easy. Be kind to others.”

The old man over there put down the crutch in his hand, and he and the master and apprentice saluted and apologized.

After the ceremony, he also sat in front of Li Fu.

He said, "Watch tea and arrange fasting meals."

However, he called several times in succession before the servants came over tremblingly.

Bajie asked, "Old man, what are you doing as a servant?"

The old man said, "I asked them to serve the master."

Bajie asked, "How many people are there to serve?"

The old man said, "There are eight people in total."

Zhu Bajie said, "Who do these eight people serve?"

The old man said, "I am here to serve the four of you."

Bajie suddenly said, "Look at my master, he has a fair face and a very not fat figure. He only needs one person to serve him."

"That rough-faced, loud-mouthed guy only needs two people to serve him."

"The one with the unlucky face needs a few more."

"As for me, old pig!"

Zhu Bajie's chest puffed forward and he said, "I need twenty people to serve you!"

The old man asked, "Sir, do you have a bigger intestine?"

Zhu Bajie said, "I'll just live with it."

The old man said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there are still people in my family, please come out!"

When he called out, thirty or forty people came out, regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young.

Everyone listened to Li Fu and the old man's questions and answers. It took a long time before they were no longer afraid.

At this time, a table of fast food has been prepared.

Li Fu sat on this side, and a table was set up on the other side for Li Fu's three disciples to sit there respectively.

Li Fu is accompanied by two old men at the table.

The vegetarian vegetables seemed to be served first, followed by a variety of rice, noodle rice, and carbohydrate set meals with soup noodles.

All these meals are laid out in a regular manner.

Li Fu picked up the chopsticks and recited the "Qi Zhai Sutra" first.

But Zhu Bajie didn't have such a sense of ceremony. When he saw food there, he wolfed it down.

First, he couldn't control himself when he saw food, and second, Zhu Bajie was really hungry.

After Li Fu finished reciting the sutra, he brought over a red wooden bowl, in which he filled a bowl of white rice.

Eat slowly, bite by bite.
To be continued...