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

Moonlight Bodhisattva came out of the heaven and returned to the Main Hall with a tired look on his face. Before he could lie down on the bed to rest, the bell outside the hall rang.

When the Buddha and monks in the Mahavira Hall heard the bell, they all yawned and came out of the room.

This is the morning bell of Buddhism.

Firstly, it is used as a wake-up call for Buddhist disciples, and secondly, it is also used to remind them that it is time to go to work...

Moonlight Bodhisattva could only rub his eyes and came directly to the Main Hall with a tired look on his face.

After Medicine Buddha and Tathagata Buddha made simple speeches, others reported the situation in turn, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

Tathagata Buddha looked at Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva and said: "Mahasmaprapta Bodhisattva, where did Tang Sanzhi go to collect scriptures now?"

"Reporting to the World Honored One, Tang San is buried at the veterans' free restaurant."

"This difficulty is mainly about arranging mounts for Monk Bianji, so there won't be much drama about Tang San's burial. They will set off soon."

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva made a confident report, and Tathagata Buddha nodded with satisfaction.

The failure of the previous journey to the West to obtain scriptures has left Tathagata Buddha with a psychological shadow.

So now, whenever he has free time, he has to focus on studying the scriptures.

Everything seems fine now.

The old boy Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva is indeed much better than Guanyin Bodhisattva in getting things done.

Tathagata looked at him and became more and more satisfied.

Why didn't you see that he had this ability before?

If he had known earlier, he would have been put in charge of the journey to the west, and maybe there would not have been such trouble in Beiju Luzhou.

As a result, I am now being overshadowed by the Medicine Buddha.

"Moonlight Bodhisattva, how is the Bianji monk you are in charge of?"

After hearing Tathagata Buddha asking Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, Medicine Buddha also asked Moonlight Bodhisattva.

However, Medicine Buddha's face was extremely gloomy, with a hint of majesty in his eyes.

Monk Bianji's accidents one after another have made him doubt Moonlight Bodhisattva's ability to do things.

If Moonlight Bodhisattva fails to handle this matter again today, he will consider sending him to reincarnate to experience.

Moonlight Bodhisattva felt a chill on his back and hurriedly said: "Reporting to the World Honored One, everything is normal with Monk Bianji. He is currently in trouble at Qingluo Bay. It is expected that he can officially leave for the Veterans Free Restaurant tomorrow or the day after."

"When he gets Zhang Guolao's black donkey, the speed of retrieving scriptures will be improved a lot."

"Well, this has been done well, let's keep up the good work."

Medicine Buddha's expression remained normal and he nodded slightly.

Only Tathagata Buddha, who was sitting next to the Medicine Buddha, looked at Moonlight Bodhisattva for a moment, and silently made an OK sign to him with one hand.

Moonlight Bodhisattva moved his eyelids without any trace.

He understood Tathagata Buddha's gesture clearly, it was asking him to go to him at midnight tonight.

It should be that Tathagata Buddha discovered what happened last night.

Moonlight Bodhisattva thought in his mind, but there was not much surprise. After all, Tathagata Buddha had the habit of getting up in the middle of the night.

Just the thought of betraying Medicine Buddha and becoming a spy made Moonlight Bodhisattva feel a little bit weird.

……

early morning.

Free Dining for Veterans.

Sai Weng, Fo Bole, master and apprentice were sitting at the same table eating breakfast.

Although it was just breakfast, the dishes were extremely rich, including game that Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujin went out to hunt early in the morning.

There were even several jars of fine wine on the table.

"I would like to offer this cup to the Holy Monk first. I would like to thank the Holy Monk for helping us get rid of the donkey demon who caused trouble for us!"

Sai Weng raised his glass and took a sip.

Tang Sanbian waved his hand disapprovingly: "It's just a little effort, mainly because you are veterans."

Fo Bole also raised his glass and took a drink, then looked at Sun Xingzhe and said, "Great Sage!"

"Five hundred years ago, when we were in the Royal Horse Prison, we drank a lot together. Five hundred years later, everything has changed."

Sun Xingzhe also had a hint of emotion on his face.

Five hundred years ago... For cultivators like them, five hundred years was just a snap of the fingers.

But why does time feel so long ago now?

Maybe it’s because the people who were with you back then are no longer there?

The Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave in my memory, and the monkeys and grandsons surrounding me, all of them no longer exist.

Even Sister Pianpian...

Sun Xingzhe shook his head, raised his glass and looked at Fo Bole, as if his face recalled some beautiful memories from five hundred years ago.

"cheers!"

"I would like to toast you with this glass of wine. May you still be the Monkey King who causes trouble in the Heavenly Palace in the future!"

Monkey King?

Sun Xingzhe was in a daze. It seemed that no one had called this name for almost five hundred years...

Sun Xingzhe already understood that the trouble in the Heavenly Palace was a complete scam.

If he hadn't followed his master, he would still be in the dark about all this, let alone practice.

Now holding the innate spiritual treasure, his cultivation level has reached the level of Daluo Jinxian, and even Quasi-Sage has a chance!

And all these changes come from Master!

Maybe after following Master, I can become the real Monkey King!

Thinking of this, Sun Xingzhe also raised his wine glass and looked at Tang Sanzong, his voice slightly choked with sobs.

"Master, I dedicate this glass of wine to you!"

After a meal of wine, the master and apprentice were filled with emotion. After they had finished drinking and eating, the master and apprentice got into the Hummer and left.

Sai Weng and Fu BoLe stood at the door of the restaurant, watching the Hummer disappear from sight.

Fu Bole couldn't help but think of the scene five hundred years ago when the Great Sage first took up his post in the Royal Horse Prison, and he and the Great Sage sat drinking together.

Five hundred years later, he sat down with the Great Sage again, but everything had changed.

"Wanting to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine together is not like a young man's journey."

"Have a good trip, Great Sage!"

Sai Weng patted Fo Bole on the shoulder, with a look of joy on his face.

"This holy monk is really a good man. I heard from his black-faced disciple that last night the holy monk ordered that no monsters within a few hundred miles of the surrounding area are allowed to invade the human race."

"In this way, our Zhuangzi will be safe in the future."

Ferbole turned his head and looked at Sai Weng with a strange expression, then patted him on the shoulder and said: "Okay, stop pretending, others don't know your identity, how can I still be unclear?"

"Every time a monster invaded in the past, although you were always the first to run out and escape, I know that the patron saint of that village, Severn, is you, right?"

Sai Weng's eyes flashed and he said with a surprised look on his face: "You...how did you know?"

Fo Bole patted his chest: "Don't forget that my name is Bole. Although my main job is to look at horses, I can also look at people as a side job."

"Can you tell this from your face?"

"Of course you can't tell."

"Then how did you know?"

"Why don't you come up with such a homophonic name? It's hard not to let others know!"

"And every time after a monster invades, your clothes will always be deliberately torn in several places to cover up. The more you cover up, the more the truth becomes."

"Sai Weng, you can be the patron saint of the village in an upright manner from now on."

Sai Weng's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again.

"But...but I'm afraid I won't be able to be a patron saint anymore."

Fu BoLe looked at him in surprise: "Why?"

Sai Weng took out the glasses from his arms, raised his head towards Fobole and said, "I can transform into the Patron Saint of Seven thanks to this thing, but now I don't know what's going on, this thing is malfunctioning..."

Fu Bole looked at the red-rimmed glasses in Sai Weng's hand with suspicion, but did not see what level of magic weapon they were.

"How do you use this magic weapon of yours? Demonstrate it again and I will help you to find out where the problem lies."

"Hey, okay, let me demonstrate."

With the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse, Sai Weng picked up the glasses and put them on.

"Severn!"

After an angry shout, Severn suddenly felt a surge of heat pouring out of his body, and endless power poured out of his glasses, wrapping him up in an instant.

A red and white giant of light appeared at the door of the restaurant! (End of chapter)