How is it possible!

Before the monks in the courtyard could cry, they looked around for their cassocks, but couldn't find them.

When Wukong saw this, he felt angry and said, "You are too greedy."

"That old abbot killed himself to avoid debts. He committed the crime of Paluo."

"When all the results are gone, you will enter that hell and suffer endless pain."

"Besides, this Buddhist temple has also been reduced to ashes."

"If you monks still want to hide again, I think it's my fault, Old Sun Tiepan, for being unlucky."

After the fiery monkey finished speaking, he took out the golden cudgel from his ear and let it rise with the wind, like a pillar holding the sky.

All the monks were even sure that Bi Ren was the revered divine monk protecting the Dharma. They all kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Wukong said angrily, "How long has my old grandson wanted to kill you? Then, masters of the upper and lower courtyards, please quickly show me the bottom of this temple. I will check them one by one."

A monk said aggrievedly, "Honorable Sir, yesterday the cassocks were all under the eyes of that old monk. We really didn't know and we never hid them."

When the traveler heard that he was a little more angry, he said, "Check the old monk's whole body first to see if there is any hidden cassock."

He stared blankly and said, "Why don't you wait and take action!?"

Among the cowering monks, two people squeezed out.

They complained while searching, "It's all this old man's fault. If it weren't for him, how could such a disaster have happened..."

The two monks stripped the old abbot naked. He no longer had any dignity left, but his cassock was still missing.

The traveler has sent monks here to search for all the places where things can be stored.

Those monks were working very hard, and the atmosphere was full of smoke. They rummaged through boxes and cabinets, but there was still no trace of their cassocks.

Upon seeing this, Wukong was about to search the monks according to the list on the seabed. He said, "You have all taken away your clothes. I will check them."

Li Fu felt that his behavior was too harsh and that if he moved the crowd in such a way, he would only waste time and would not achieve any results, so he said, "Disciple, don't push too hard."

"The monks in this monastery have been frightened out of their wits. Perhaps they are not evil spirits, but spirits."

The traveler heard the words and was convinced that they were reasonable. He did not jump into the air to look around for evil spirits.

He asked the monks, "Do you know any monsters that have become spirits nearby?"

The monks looked at each other, and suddenly someone said, "Master! Master! If you didn't ask, we really wouldn't have missed you."

"When you said this, we remembered that there is a Batu Mountain to the southeast of here, a Batu Cave on the mountain, and a Black King in the Batu Cave."

"It always preaches Buddhism to that dead ghost old monk. It must be a goblin."

Wukong heard this and asked, "How far is that mountain from here?"

"Twenty miles or so."

When the traveler heard the words, he looked to the southeast and saw that there seemed to be an evil spirit lingering on the top of the mountain.

He said to Li Fu, "Master! Master! You are right, there is a monster around here."

"Yesterday, the monastery was so bright that it could be seen from a distance of more than 20 miles, not to mention 200 miles away."

"The brocade cassock can't be found in the courtyard. I guess the monster took advantage of the chaos and robbed it."

"Master, don't be anxious, I will come back as soon as I go."

Li Fu asked, "Do you need to go with me? If you leave me here alone, I might be in danger."

The traveler said loudly, "Master, don't be afraid! Master, don't be afraid!"

"Whether Lao Sun comes or goes, you are not alone."

"The gods will bless you secretly. Just wait a minute while I give instructions to the monk."

Sun Wukong said, "You monks, come here! Come here!"

The monk heard this and came closer.

Wukong said, "Don't burn that old ghost. It's a violation of the commandments, and you won't be able to burn any relics."

"After burying him, you will send a few people to serve my master and guard my white horse."

"I'm going to talk to you first. Those who serve my master must make him feel happy."

"Those who raise white horses should have palatable fodder and shiny skin and smooth fur."

"You must be familiar with what you usually serve."

"If there is even half a point of deterioration, it will be like this."

Wukong took back the Optimus Pillar, held it in his hand, laid it forward, and pointed it at the ruined red wall.

"Long! Long! Long!"

This time the rod only grew longer, not thicker.

The thickness is only about the size of a fist, but the length exceeds a hundred meters in an instant.

All the red walls that stood in the way fell down and turned into powder.

Dozens of walls, like this, turned into ashes.

When all the monks saw and heard, they all fell to the ground, their whole bodies were numb and they were bursting with tears.

The master of the courtyard said, "Grandpa! Grandpa! You can go there with peace of mind. We will do our best to serve you and we will not neglect you at all!"

When Wukong heard this, he said, "I, my grandson, are leaving!"

He jumped upwards, launched somersault clouds, and headed straight for Black Wind Mountain.

Unexpectedly, this ordinary operation actually caused the monks and novices of the monastery to bow to the sky.

They said, "Grandpa! Grandpa! It's the fairy grandpa!"

"This time of flying in the clouds and mist is really a divine act."

"No wonder this mortal flame never hurt me at all."

"Hate it!"

"We hate it!"

"That old ghost doesn't know the true spirit and plots murder, but he actually hurts himself!"

All the monks in the group were in tears, all they could do was slap themselves in the face and express their loyalty.

Li Fu can’t stand it anymore.

These people used to eat well and enjoy the glory from that old monk.

Nowadays, it is unwise for everyone to push down the wall and insult them.

Li Fu couldn't bear to see such an ugly appearance, so he said to the monks, "Everyone, get up, don't do this."

"My disciple went to look for the cassock. If he could get it back, everything would be over."

"If I haven't found him, he has a somewhat hot temper. I can't say for sure how your life will be."

"If you pass away, I will hold a Dharma Master to save you in your next life."

When all the monks heard what Li Fu said, they were all as silent as cicadas.

They waited on Li Fu cautiously and stopped insulting the dead old monk, and instead cursed the mountain spirit.

Li Fu didn't have much to do. He took out a scripture from his arms and began to study it.

Wukong rode the clouds in the sky, and in just a moment, he arrived at the Black Wind Mountain.

Although the name of this mountain is not very pleasant.

But the scenery is very beautiful, in this early spring.

All things revive, all grass grows.

A spring flows in the forest, and two cranes drink from the stream.

When Wukong saw it, he had something in his mind.

"Although the scenery here is very different from my Huaguo Mountain, it also makes me miss it a little."

Just when he was feeling the sadness of spring and autumn, he suddenly heard someone speaking in the distance.

He walked forward quietly, ducked behind the boulder, and peeked carefully.

I saw three demons sitting on the green grass.

The chief leader is a big black man with a huge back and waist, very strong.

On the left is a Taoist in black robes, and on the right is a scholar in white.

These three people, in this beautiful place, chatted not about romance but about alchemy.

Wukong once had a fate with Lao Jun. He is not very proficient in this way, but he has some understanding.

He listened carefully, but felt that the techniques discussed by the three of them were specious, not orthodox, and not evil.
Chapter completed!