Reborn Peach, being eavesdropped by monkeys

Chapter 163 Eight Days
Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple, the Treasure Pavilion of Tibetan Scriptures, and a remote corner.

Volumes of scriptures were piled up on the table as high as half a person, forming a neat "匚" character. Jin Chanzi curled himself up into a ball, and took a few thin volumes to cover his face from the light.

"Ah~~ Comfortable! This is life!"

Amidst the thick fragrance of ink, Jin Chanzi let out a contented moan and fell asleep happily.

Recently, he has had a really hard time.

The scorpion spirit didn't know which tendon was wrong, so she insisted on pestering him, hiding in his sleeve all day long, making him feel anxious when he was sleeping in the Daxiong Palace.

Only when he goes to this treasure house of scriptures to do homework and copy scriptures every day, can he put the scorpion essence aside and sleep peacefully.

The little monk looks good!It looks so good even when you are sleeping!

Xie Zijing looked at Jin Chanzi, who was dressed in white Shengxue, had red lips, red teeth and white teeth, his two eyes were almost heart-shaped, and his tail was wagging from side to side.

Sunshine, bookshelves, mountains of scriptures, a sleepy little monk, and a scorpion wagging its tail happily.

Although the picture is a bit weird, it is indescribably harmonious.

Jin Chanzi was heartless and fell asleep quickly.

After a while, there was a low snoring sound, and the halazi also flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was crystal clear in the sun.

The scorpion spirit had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and Kacha Kacha quickly climbed onto Jin Chanzi's arm with her short legs.

Without waiting for the halazi to flow down, the scorpion spirit propped up his body with his tail and leaned forward.

"Delicious~~"

The scorpion was so happy that it flew up, and couldn't help but want to wag its tail.

slap!

The scorpion spirit fell with its head up, its face facing the sky, its eight short legs struggled for a while before turning over, and quickly crawled to Jin Chanzi's mouth, and leaned up again.

Sweet and delicious, like fine nectar and jade dew, you can never tire of drinking it, and the effect is no less than that of fine nectar and jade dew!

Originally, it would take at least five or six hundred years for the scorpion essence to transform into a human form, but now, at most a hundred years, she will be able to transform into a human form.

I want to be very beautiful too!At that time, I will be able to marry Jin Chanzi's younger brother!
The scorpion spirit couldn't help wagging its tail again.

As a result, with a snap, he fell down again.

This time the voice was a little louder, Jin Chanzi pursed his mouth in a daze, as if he was about to wake up from his dream.

The scorpion spirit froze in fright, lying on the ground with her head up, not daring to move.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, very low, but very clear in this silent treasure pavilion.

The scorpion spirit was overjoyed, and hurriedly pushed the golden cicada with two big pliers, and shouted: "Little monk, little monk, wake up quickly! Bitter melon face is coming!"

Bitter melon face, this is the nickname they gave Kasyapa, and Ananda, it is a small round face——

This is because Ananda is handsome and dignified, second only to Jin Chanzi in Lingshan (note: the scorpion spirit thinks), so he was given some preferential treatment.

Jin Chanzi yawned and sat up, closed his eyes, and held a scripture book in front of him.

He was not afraid that Ananda Kassapa would sue, but that he found it troublesome and had to open his mouth to talk to them.

But this time, Kassapa did not pass by, but walked up to Jin Chanzi and said, "Junior Brother Jin Chanzi, the World Honored One calls you to have an audience."

"...Oh." Jin Chanzi stood up reluctantly, while Xie Zijing got into his sleeve skillfully.

Kassapa led the way and walked all the way to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Tathagata sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, and all the asuras worshiped in front of him, but seeing Tathagata waved his right hand, a handful of water from the pool of eight treasures flew into the air, turning into auspicious clouds and raining on the asuras.

The resentment and hostility lingering on Asura's body began to fade away little by little. Although the appearance of all the Asuras remained the same, the aura emanating from their bodies was completely different. Ferocious and ferocious became ferocious and majestic. The difference between two words , but it has been completely reborn.

Tathagata said: "From today onwards, you are one of the eight divisions of my Buddhist Dharma protector gods, Tianlong and Dragon, to protect the Dharma and promote the teachings."

"Disciples, remember my Buddhist teachings." All the Asuras kowtowed and thanked, and then they went to the back mountain under the leadership of King Asura, and took on the duty of guarding the mountain.

After Asura had all left, Kasyapa came forward with Jin Chanzi: "World Honored One, Jin Chanzi brought it."

Say hello.

Tathagata asked, "Jin Chanzi, how long have you been in Lingshan?"

Jin Chanzi said: "Lingshan is a place of ultimate bliss. I don't know the time, and I don't know how long I have been here. I just remember listening to the World Honored One for 31 times."

Kasyapa curled his lips secretly, thinking: "Listen to the Dharma? Humph! You must have slept 31 times in the Mahavira Hall!"

The Tathagata nodded and said, "I teach the Dharma once a year in Daxiongbao Temple, 31 times means 31 years." Then he asked, "How long have you been copying scriptures?"

Jin Chanzi thumped in his heart, but he still insisted and said: "Since copying the scriptures, I have listened to the Buddha's lectures for 14 times, which should be [-] years."

Tathagata said: "In my treasure pavilion, there are three scriptures in total. There is one collection of Dharma, which talks about the sky; one collection of treatises, which talks about the earth; one collection of scriptures, which saves ghosts. There are 35 volumes in total, which should be 140 volumes. You It took 14 years to copy the scriptures, 120 days, and the daily homework was to copy three volumes of the scriptures, which is [-] volumes. Looking at it this way, you, Jin Chanzi, should be finishing copying the Tripitaka soon.”

Jin Chanzi: "..." What the hell!Really want to check homework?
World Honored One, trust between people!

Jin Chanzi was about to cry.

It has been 14 years since the Tathagata arranged for him to copy the scriptures, but during this period, the Tathagata never asked, let alone checked whether he copied the scriptures.

Naturally, he didn't bother to waste that energy. He was sleeping every day when he went to the Treasure Pavilion of the Tibetan Scriptures.

Tathagata said: "Jin Chanzi, there are eight days until the Yulan Basin Festival. You need to copy the remaining 24 volumes of Buddhist scriptures within these eight days."

"When you arrive at the Ullambana Basin, you will place the copied Tripitaka in the hall for all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats to browse. This matter is of great importance, and there must be no delay! Go ahead!"

"???" Jin Chanzi was completely confused.

This is going to be shown at the Yulan Basin for everyone in Lingshan to see?Why didn't you say it earlier!
After a short period of persuasion, Jin Chanzi immediately decided to confess and be lenient, but before he could open his mouth, Tathagata's figure had disappeared.

Jin Chanzi was in a hurry, and hurriedly chased towards the Daxiong Palace, but just took two steps, he was stopped by Kasyapa.

"Junior Brother Jin Chanzi, where are you going? The World Honored One has already told you to copy the scriptures! If you follow me to Baoge quickly, it will be a disaster if you miss the Yulan Basin." Kasyapa smiled.

Jin Chanzi reacted in a split second and asked, "Do you know that I didn't copy scriptures?"

"Ah?! Junior Brother Jin Chanzi, you didn't copy it?" Kassapa said calmly, and "kindly" reminded: "Then why don't you hurry up and copy it! There are only eight days left!"

Eight days, 140 four scriptures, what a joke!
Jin Chanzi doesn't know how to clone himself, it is impossible to complete it, so he is going to confess his guilt in the Daxiong Palace right away.

Things have come to this point, the longer the delay, the greater the guilt!

"Junior Brother Jin Chanzi, I've already told you that you have to go to Baoge right now, time is running out, and you can't delay even a quarter of an hour!"

Kasyapa grabbed Jin Chanzi and walked towards the treasure house of scriptures.

Jin Chanzi tried hard to break free, but found that Kasyapa's hands were tightly bound to his hands like iron tongs, and he couldn't break free at all. He wanted to shout loudly, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Bitter Melon Face is bullying the little monk!
The scorpion spirit keenly sensed something was wrong, with a fierce gleam in his eyes, he was about to sting Kassapa with his tail.

But before it stretched out its tail, its body was already grasped by Jin Chanzi.

What is the little monk doing?
The scorpion spirit froze for a moment, then felt Jin Chanzi's fingers whirling gently on its back.

It's soothing her, calming her down.

It's also a signal they agreed upon!

The scorpion spirit didn't understand, but he still stopped, but he was depressed and his tail drooped.

"Junior brother, you have been copying scriptures these few days! If you have anything to do, tell senior brother, and I will help you solve it and never let you be distracted!" Kasyapa's face was sincere, with a smile on his lips.

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On the other side, Huaguo Mountain, Shuilian Cave.

Li Anran looked at the monkey suspiciously, not quite believing it: "You said, this yin and yang cylinder was stolen by the Bull Demon King? You stole it from the Bull Demon King again?"

[The Bull Demon King knows eighty-nine profound arts and is good at the art of transformation. If he wants to steal, he can take advantage of the golden-winged roc eagle to get drunk and switch the two cylinders of yin and yang. 】

[However, the Bull Demon King hasn't even finished refining his own magic weapon, so why did he steal the yin and yang cylinders? 】

[I always feel that this doesn't look like something done by the Bull Demon King, but more like a monkey's style. 】

Monkey: "...Yes! When the Bull Demon King lured the golden-winged roc eagle into the bait with the fake Yin-Yang cylinder, my old grandson wondered how the Bull Demon King knew the appearance of the Yin-Yang cylinder, and also knew it. It's that clear."

"So, taking advantage of their inattention, I went to Pingtian Cave secretly. As a result, I found a real Yin-Yang cylinder under the stone bed in the Cave of the Bull Demon Queen, and stole it back."

"I was worried about being discovered by the Bull Demon King, so I hid it in the sea treasure of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. It was not until the wind subsided that I brought it back to Huaguo Mountain and took out the innate yin and yang qi inside. Refer to The five-color divine light has been refined into a Yin-Yang divine light."

[No wonder the monkey is so familiar with Kaizang in Dragon Palace!He really went there more than once! 】

What the monkey said has a nose and an eye, and it also matches Li Anran's previous guess, so the credibility has been raised a lot.

"I see."

Li Anran nodded, and wanted to ask more details, but the monkey had already pulled him aside and changed the subject: "Little Pantao, my grandson is happy today, what do you want to eat? Just tell me! You do it!"

"it is good!"

Li Anran ordered with his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and the remaining doubts in his heart were directly thrown to the back of his head, and he began to order: "I want to eat steamed chicken feet, stir-fried dragon tendon, braised lion head, stewed unicorn with snow lotus ..."

"...Little Pantao, enough is enough for me!"

(End of this chapter)