By the way, the old monk had been meditating and chanting sutras in the main hall of the temple. When he saw Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie walking over, he got up from the futon on the ground and bowed slightly to Ye Yunyang.

Ye Yunyang also returned the salute, put his hands together and said Amitabha.

Not only Ye Yunyang was doubtful, but Sun Wukong and the others were even more doubtful.

So before Ye Yunyang could speak, Sun Wukong spoke first and said: "Hey, you old monk, you young monks in the temple, why are you so thin! Have you abused them?"

After hearing Sun Wukong's offensive words, the old monk was not angry. Instead, he smiled slightly and explained to Sun Wukong: "Little elder, you don't know something."

"If there's anything you don't know, tell me!" Zhu Bajie shrugged and hummed.

Ye Yunyang quickly pulled Zhu Bajie and explained to the old monk: "I'm really sorry, Master, these disciples of mine are too naughty, don't take their words to heart."

The old monk waved his hand to show that he was not in the way, and said calmly: "This is a long story. Elders, please come over here and invite me. I asked them to prepare some tea. There is nothing good to entertain here.

.”

So Ye Yunyang and his party followed the old monk into a small hall next to the main hall.

This small hall has been in disrepair for a long time. The walls that were supposed to be magnificent are covered with a thick layer of dust, the corners are covered with cobwebs, and several tiles are missing from the beams.

Even the Buddha's body, which is very important to Buddhists, is dilapidated, and several of them even have big holes in them, revealing the texture of stone.

Ye Yunyang frowned when he saw this, and glanced at the old monk. He happened to be seen by the old monk who was leading the way, but he didn't say anything and continued to greet Ye Yunyang and his group to sit down.

That futon may be the only thing in this small palace that looks decent. Its newness is completely inconsistent with this small palace.

"I know that all the elders have many doubts in their hearts, so I would like to ask you to listen to me and explain slowly." The old monk slowly said, "The elders don't know something. This place was originally called Wuji Country."

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, Zhu Bajie's voice rang out over there.

"Ouch, ouch, can't you fill people's stomachs before you tell them stories!" Zhu Bajie touched his belly and cried out.

Ye Yunyang sighed, nodded apologetically towards the old monk, and then turned around and glared at Zhu Bajie sternly. In his heart, he actually agreed with Zhu Bajie's words.

After traveling for such a long time, I didn’t eat much meat along the way. Most of them were vegetarian meals. This is very life-threatening.

And how much experience it took to get here, this thing, couldn't this old monk give people a bite of food before telling them stories?

Next to the old monk stood a young novice monk. The young novice monk was also skinny, but compared to other monks, he still had a little more flesh on his body.

This little novice monk also has a very irritable character. After hearing Zhu Bajie's words, he immediately became angry.

I saw the little novice pointing angrily at Zhu Bajie and saying, "Where did you come from, a wild monk?! You look weird! You really don't understand any manners or tutoring!"

The old monk quickly pulled the young novice's hand off and apologized repeatedly: "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Ye Yunyang also knew that he was being unreasonable and did not care too much. He just bowed slightly and said: "It's okay, it's my apprentice who lacks discipline. We have been working hard all the way, so we should ask the presiding elder to prepare a fast meal.

"

"Of course that's for sure." The old monk replied. The young novice next to him still wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old monk.

Seeing that the old monk still refused to speak, Ye Yunyang sighed and stopped the old monk's movements.

He directly said: "The presiding elder, I just asked directly, what is going on with the monks in this temple?"

"You called us over and prepared food for us when you were even hungry. No matter how you think about it, this doesn't make sense."

"You want us to help you change this situation. If so, tell us what's going on."

After listening to Ye Yunyang's inquiry and advice, the old monk sighed and glanced at Zhu Bajie, who had just growled for food.

Then he said: "This is my injustice! I'm really sorry for you, we... really don't have too much food here."

"I originally wanted to use my own rations to cook some food for the elders, but Elder Ye found out. I'm really ashamed!"

Then Sun Wukong saw that the old monk always missed the point in his speech, and kept making misery here. He took a step forward and said: "Tell us! Is there anyone who bullies you? I, Old Sun, will bully you back!"

The little novice monk just now couldn't help but start to complain: "If you have this ability, then please save this temple!"

The old monk glanced at the young novice monk, sighed and said, "I told the elders before that this is the Silky Kingdom, and naturally there is a King of the Silky Kingdom."

"Our king turned out to be a philanthropic man who loved the people and believed in Buddhism. Even the temples in this country, large and small, were able to benefit from it."

"Every year, the king uses money from the treasury to give to poor families and temples that are smaller and don't have good incense."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong understood something, crossed his arms, and said to the old monk unceremoniously: "Later, the king stopped allocating money, and your small temple is in such a remote and remote place.

No money for food?”

The old monk smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said to Sun Wukong: "Elder, you guessed half of it right."

"Which half?" Sun Wukong asked.

The old monk smiled bitterly and said: "Our king indeed does not believe in Buddhism. Not only does he not believe in Buddhism, he also kills all the monks in various temples. It is inevitable that these temples will be eradicated."

"Our temple is very small, and it is in such a desolate place. It usually does not have a great reputation. It takes time and effort to eradicate our temple, so the king will just forget about it."

"Maybe this is a good thing for us." The old monk shook his head.
Chapter completed!