The monks and Taoists who were fighting were also under the pressure of the golden dragon, and one by one they rolled into a stream, and then they separated in a panic, looking at the divine dragon guard in horror like the sacred Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang stood in the center of the two camps, with a golden dragon on his head, majestic and sacred.

One by one, the Taoist priests looked at Tang Sanzang, who was protecting the golden dragon, with a sad and desperate face, and clenched the long sword in his hand, today is the time to be martyred.

Many monks saw Tang Sanzang and shouted excitedly: "Holy monk!"

"Tang Holy Monk!"

......

An old monk wearing a robe and a white beard separated from the group of monks, walked out, folded his hands and bowed, and said with a smile: "Amitabha! Thank you for the help of the holy monks!"

Tang Sanzang also folded his hands and bowed back, and then asked unceremoniously, "I don't know what you guys are doing here?"

The old monk smiled and said: "Eliminate the demon and protect the Buddha! The demon road is chaotic, the king is confused, the people are foolish, there is no way to go retrograde, and the people are miserable, and our ten thousand monks are willing to invent the king's anger, remove the source of all evil, and promote the true meaning of my Buddha." ”

An old Taoist priest shouted angrily: "Bah! a group of bald donkeys." As soon as the national teacher left, he wanted to destroy my Sanqing Dao system, saying that the mouth blooms lotus, and his subordinates will see the real kung fu. ”

Many Taoist priests brandished their long swords and roared angrily: "Defend the Tao with your body, although you die, you have no regrets!"

"Defend the Tao with your body, although you have no regrets in death!"

......

All the warrior monks also sneered, tightened the sticks in their hands, and their trained dark muscles arched high.

Tang Sanzang looked at a warrior monk with a hideous face, the blood stains on the stick were extremely dazzling, and he lowered his head and recited: "Amitabha!" raised his head and said resolutely: "You retreat! The poor monk will not allow you to kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

The old monk was stunned, and the monk group was also agitated.

One or two red-eyed monks shouted dissatisfiedly, "Why should we retreat?"

"You're still not a monk?"

"Don't think you can command us if you save us?"

......

The old monk looked at Tang Sanzang's firm eyes and shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

All the monks immediately fell silent.

The old monk respectfully bowed to Tang Sanzang, and said with a smile: "The holy monk has a life, don't dare to disobey!"

He turned his head to the Taoist priests and said, "My Buddha is merciful, and the door of Pudu is opened." The Tang Dynasty monks can come this time, it is a ray of life left by my Buddha, I hope you will sincerely repent, sincerely worship the Buddha, in order to wash away the karma on the body. ”

"Phew!" the old Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm towards the old monk.

The old monk's face darkened, and he turned his head and disappeared into the group of monks, and the rest of the monks also followed, gradually moving away.

Tang Sanzang turned his head and smiled at Lao Dao and said: "Amitabha, Buddhism and Taoism are all about educating sentient beings with a good heart, and we still value harmony......

Lao Dao scolded angrily: "Demon monk, get out!"

"Demon monk, get out!"

"Demon monk, get out!"

"Demon monk, get out!"

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......

A shout sounded, and all the Taoist priests glared at Tang Sanzang with red eyes and anger.

Tang Sanzang's face full of smiles froze, and he twitched unnaturally twice, and said in two colors: "Poor monk farewell!"

The three of Sun Wukong, who took the hanging child, walked towards the residence.

After walking a hundred meters, Tang Sanzang turned his head to look, only to see that under the torch candlelight, one by one Taoist priests were gathering the corpses in front of the hall, and there was a faint sound of crying.

Tang Sanzang folded his hands, bowed deeply, and recited: "Amitabha! sin! sin!"

Early in the morning, Tang Sanzang, who had dark circles under his eyes, came out of the house, tossing and turning last night and not sleeping well all night.

In the courtyard, Sun Wukong was sitting on a tree, Zhu Bajie was lying on the table in the courtyard, Sha Wujing was feeding the horses, and the white dragon horse was glaring at Sun Wukong angrily.

Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "It's late to get up for the teacher, let's go! ”

Zhu Bajie lay on the table half-dead and said lazily: "Breakfast is gone." ”

Tang Sanzang's dough twitched twice, and said, "You've all finished eating?"

Sha Wujing, who had fed the horses, clapped his hands and walked over and said, "Master, they won't prepare breakfast for us." ”

Tang Sanzang's face darkened, and he said, "That's it, the poor monk has money, let's go out and buy and eat!"

Zhu Bajie jumped up and said with a smile: "Hurry up, hurry up, my old pig is almost hungry." ”

The group walked on the street, the street was obviously deserted, and the people who came and went were also gloomy, walking briskly, no longer the excitement when they first entered the city.

Zhu Ba turned his eyes to a shop selling flatbread in the distance, and said with a smile: "Master, let's buy some flatbread to eat!"

Tang Sanzang also turned his head to look, only to see a man and a child standing behind a shop, and sighed: "There are still children, so I went to his house, which can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good." ”

Tang Sanzang and his entourage walked to the front of the shop.

Tang Sanzang said with a smile: "Boss, help us get ten catties of flatbread." ”

The man glanced at him and said coldly, "No." ”

Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Aren't there so many? Then how many poor monks should be sold! After you finish your business, you might as well go back early and spend more time with your children." ”

The man at the back of the store shouted with a sinking face: "Don't sell, get out!"

Tang Sanzang was so frightened that he took two steps back, looking embarrassed.

The child behind the shop took the leftover piece of flatbread and threw it at Tang Sanzang, scolding: "Demon monk, villain, you return my teacher, return my teacher!"

Tang Sanzang hurriedly left with his three apprentices.

After that, I went to a few more shops and brought back some food.

Tang Sanzang mixed up rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves, and ran back to his place of residence in embarrassment.

Although the people didn't see Tang Sanzang's appearance that day, their image had already spread throughout the city through the description of hundreds of officials, especially Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie's image was so distinct, so it was recognized by the people at a glance.

In the courtyard, Zhu Bajie complained and said, "Master, look at the good things you have done." There's no way around it now, so let's let me change and go out shopping!"

Tang Sanzang said with a low face: "No need, I have no appetite for the teacher." ”

Zhu Bajie complained and said: "Master, you are not hungry, but we are hungry! The emperor is not hungry soldiers! Could it be that you still want us to be hungry and accompany you to learn scriptures?"

Tang Sanzang casually took his wallet and threw it to Zhu Bajie and said, "Go eat it!"

Zhu Bajie grabbed the wallet and said with a smile: "Old pig, I'm going to buy food." ”

After a while, Zhu Bajie hurriedly walked in with two boxes of meals, walked into Tang Sanzang's house, and closed the door with a bang.

Several people in the room looked at Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Guess what I heard?"

On the beam of the house, Sun Wukong smiled and said, "What else can you hear? Could it be that whose eldest daughter is going to throw a hydrangea?"

Sha Wujing also laughed twice.

Grab Bajie snorted and said, "Brother Monkey, my old pig is a family person, and it is different from before. ”

Tang Sanzang said in a deep voice: "Bajie, what did you inquire?"

Zhu Bajie said: "Last night, three Taoist temples were burned. ”

"What?" Tang Sanzang stood up in shock.

Tang Sanzang was unwilling to ask: "How could this kind of thing happen? Don't the officials and the army of this country care?"

Zhu Bajie said with a smile: "It seems that no one cares, it is estimated that there will be a big battle tonight." After speaking, he shook his head and sighed.

Tang Sanzang sat down in his chair in a decadent manner, and muttered, "Wrong! The poor monks really did something wrong? How could they be like this? Are they still monks?"