Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 316 If you want to succeed, you must first go crazy
"Are you here to make a fortune?"

After hearing the young monk's words, Tang Sanzong and several disciples froze on the spot.

"Isn't this a temple?" Tang San asked in confusion.

The young monk patted his chest proudly: "Yes, our Ciyun Temple is a well-known temple!"

Hearing the young monk's confirmation, Tang Sanbian couldn't help but touched his bald head and asked, "Can the temple still make money?"

Although Tang San's burial did not have a good impression of Buddhism, during his journey westwards, he had never seen any temple so blatantly claiming that it was just for money.

Even Elder Jinchi’s Guanyin Temple is just a pretense of chanting and meditating.

Why is it that as we get closer to Lingshan Mountain, the monks here no longer pretend to cheat money?
The young monk smiled and said with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "At first glance, these guys look like monks from other places. What age are they now?"

"Whose temple still relies on chanting sutras? Nowadays, having money is the way to go!"

"Have you ever seen any temple where people eat fast and chant Buddha's name can compare with the incense of Ciyun Temple?"

What the young monk said is correct.

Tang Sanzong looked inside through the gate of Ciyun Temple and saw an endless stream of pilgrims inside. The golden body of the Buddha statue in the temple shone in the dark night.

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, three bells suddenly rang in Ciyun Temple.

The young monk's eyes lit up and he hurriedly urged: "If you want to get rich, come in with me quickly. Our abbot will start giving a lecture soon!"

Sun Xingzhe asked with a vigilant look: "Master, although there is no evil spirit in this place, it looks a bit weird!"

"It's okay, let's go in and take a look!"

Tang Sanbian waved his hand, and the master and disciples followed the young monk through the gate and walked all the way to the center of the hall.

At this moment, the main hall was already crowded with pilgrims, but these pilgrims were a little different from what Tang San Burial had seen in other places before.

These people are not rich and powerful people. On the contrary, each of them has a numb expression, and there is even a trace of despair in their eyes.

When the abbot of Ciyun Temple saw that people were almost here, he raised his hand and pushed down the things on the altar table under the Buddha statue, and then quickly climbed onto the altar table.

"Good evening, everybody!"

When the numb crowd in the audience heard this voice, as if some switch had been touched, they screamed excitedly:

"it is good!"

"very good!"

"Excellent!"

The abbot of Ciyun Temple smiled slightly and continued: "Everyone who comes here tonight must have heard that our Ciyun Temple has a way to make money!"

"Tonight, the abbot will stop hiding it and tell everyone the secret of getting rich!"

After the abbot finished speaking, a dozen monks came out from the back of the hall carrying three golden lanterns the size of water tanks.

This golden lamp is extremely exquisitely made. It illuminates the two-story exquisite and clear courtyard, which is lined with thin slices of glass. When the light is bright, a wisp of strange fragrance comes.

"Master, does this lamp smell so good?" Zhu Bajie sniffed.

"Haha, it seems that your Eastern Tang Dynasty is nothing more than this!"

The young monk who led them in at the beginning said disdainfully: "This lamp oil is secretly made by me at Ciyun Temple. This sesame oil is not an ordinary sesame oil, but crisp sesame oil. One tael of this oil is worth two taels of silver!"

"These three lamps are worth 8000 taels of silver!"

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but ask: "How long will it take to burn so much lamp oil before it is used up?"

The young monk looked at Zhu Bajie as if he were a fool and said, "Vulgar!"

"Who said this sesame oil is for lighting?"

"This is used to summon Buddha to come over and take them to make money!"

"Buddha? Where did the Buddha come from?"

Zhu Bajie was even more confused. He had never heard of any other Buddha eating sesame oil?At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, shaking the entire hall. The eyes of the people standing in the hall suddenly seemed to have light.

"The Buddha has appeared, it is the Buddha who has appeared!"

Someone in the main hall exclaimed.

Tang Sanzun raised his eyes and saw that the abbot on the offering table had disappeared without knowing when, and was replaced by three Buddhas whom he had never seen before.

Sun Xingzhe recognized at a glance that these were monsters with his fiery eyes, and immediately asked in a low voice: "Master, how should we deal with these three monsters?"

"Don't worry, wait and see what happens!"

Seeing these three large barrels of sesame oil, Tang Sanzian had roughly remembered who the monster in trouble was.

I saw the Buddha on the altar waving his palm, and a screen of light appeared with condensed magic power, and a middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes slowly emerged from it.

"It's Er Niu!"

Someone in the main hall recognized the person in the light curtain and shouted excitedly.

"Last month, Er Niu was chosen by Buddha to make a fortune. We haven't seen each other for just a month. The outfit he is wearing can almost keep up with our annual income, right?"

The figure "Er Niu" on the light screen said: "Hello everyone, I am Er Niu. I am lucky enough to be chosen by Buddha to set an example for everyone."

"A month ago I was penniless like everyone else, and I was even hiding from debts. But now I have not only paid off my debts, but I have even made a lot of money with Buddha!"

"I want to say something to everyone here: If you want to succeed, you must go crazy first and rush forward regardless of everything!"

"As long as we follow the Buddha, we will become masters sooner or later!"

When the people in the hall heard this, and some acquaintances confirmed it, their faces suddenly turned red with excitement.

"Lord Buddha, I volunteer to go with you and make a lot of money!"

"Buddha chooses me, Buddha chooses me!"

Seeing this, the three "Buddhas" on the altar showed an imperceptible smile on their faces.

A Buddha in the middle said: "Since everyone's wishes are so high this time, I will make an exception and take you all to make a fortune!"

"Great!"

"Buddha is going to take us all away!"

"My worship at Ciyun Temple has not been in vain this month. From now on, I will definitely let my relatives and friends come and kneel down every day!"

"That's right, thank you Ciyun Temple, thank you Buddha!"

The three "Buddhas" on the offering table smiled at the corner of their eyes and cast a spell. Suddenly a strong wind blew up and swept up everyone in the hall.

Tang Sanbian winked at Sun Xingzhe.

Sun Xingzhe nodded imperceptibly, and immediately stood together with Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujin, keeping a certain distance from Tang San Burial.

As the strong wind blew up, the three Buddhas on the altar also revealed their original shapes, but they were three monsters with rhinoceros horns on their heads.

"Brother, there are some hard ideas among the crowd gathered this time!" The monster on the left pointed at Sun Xingzhe and the others.

The monster in the middle waved his hand: "Ignore him, let's take these piglets back first!"

The monster on the right waved his hand, and the strong wind in the hall became even stronger, swallowing up the ordinary people in the hall, including Tang San, and flying towards the sky.

The abbot of Ciyun Temple hurriedly shouted: "Three great kings, don't forget our benefits!"

The strong wind paused for a moment, and a palm-sized brocade bag fell from the air.

Upon seeing this, the abbot of Ciyun Temple hurriedly ran to catch it, but Sun Xingzhe made a move with his finger and it fell into his hand.

The abbot looked at the kit and saw Sun Xingzhe and others standing here intact, and he screamed:

"Ah? Why weren't you taken away by the king?"

(End of this chapter)