Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Liu, whether they were the believers who came to Guanyin Temple or the monks in the temple itself, their eyes widened.

It's true that he doesn't behave like a monk, so will he have a ring scar on his head?

Dead silence!

After the river flow took off the crown of King Ming, the entire Guanyin Temple fell into a deathly silence. Everyone, whether they were monks or believers, all had their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost, and their mouths were also wide open.

It opened wide, as if the entire fist could be stuffed in, and gasping sounds came and went.

With a snap, the crutch in Jin Chi's hand fell directly to the ground. His eyes, which were slightly squinted and somewhat cloudy, now widened, and his body started to tremble slightly.

Looking at Jiang Liu's ridiculously young face and the twelve ring scars on his head, he was completely stunned and felt as if his mind was completely blank.

"Ten...twelve ring scars...I...am I right?" In Guanyin Temple, there was an old man who was a believer who came to the temple to burn incense. He looked at the twelve ring scars on Jiang Liu's head.

Everyone was dumbfounded and murmured in low voices.

For them, the eight ring scars on Elder Jinchi's head were the only ones they had ever seen in their lives. However, they did not expect that they would meet a monk with twelve ring scars today. It was simply unheard of.

"This, this is impossible, how can someone have twelve ring scars on their head?" Some monks looked at Jiang Liu in disbelief, with twelve ring scars almost covering their heads.

, the monk reached out and touched his head again. There were only two ring scars on his head.

"Ah...Amitabha..." Elder Jinchi, after all, has lived for more than two hundred years. Although the twelve ring scars on Jiang Liu's head did make him feel frightened, but after being silent for a long time, he

Still forcing himself to calm down, he muttered the Buddha's name with some stammering in his mouth.

Immediately, he bent down and knelt down facing Jiang Liu.

"President!" Looking at Elder Jinchi's appearance, the monks at the Guanyin Temple next to him all changed their expressions in shock. At the same time, a middle-aged monk hurried over and helped Jinchi up.

"Master, even if he has twelve ring scars and has an extremely deep connection with Buddhism, we are all disciples of Buddhism. Master, why do you need to perform such a grand ceremony? Kneel down and worship him?".

Being supported by the monk, Jin Chi felt helpless and said: "Then...that...I, I want to pick up the crutches."

…

"Holy Monk Xuanzang came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He is a guest from afar. Please come and sit down." In the Guanyin Temple, Jinchi specially prepared a table of good vegetarian food. He sat down at the table in person, accompanied the last seat, and faced Jiang.

Liu said.

Compared with the previous bossy attitude, Jin Chi's attitude completely changed after Jiang Liu took off the Ming Crown and exposed the twelve fragrant scars on his head.

"Amitabha, I have long heard that the Tang Dynasty was a celestial state, and that twelve Buddhist disciples of Xiang Scar appeared a year ago. However, I had no information, but I didn't know that Master Xuanzang actually received the enlightenment of Guanyin Bodhisattva and went to

Worshiping Buddha and seeking scriptures at Lingshan Mountain in the West makes me really envious. If it weren’t for my old bones and inconvenience, I really wish I could go to the West with you to pay homage to the Buddha.”

"Since Master came to the Guanyin Temple and received guidance from Guanyin Bodhisattva, as the host of the Guanyin Temple, I must fulfill my duties as a landlord. A Zen room has been prepared in the courtyard for you two masters and disciples to rest.

Don’t worry, we will also take good care of your horses...".

During the dinner, Elder Jinchi spoke to Jiang Liu very enthusiastically. Obviously, in Buddhism, the number of ring scars on the head determines whether a person has a deep relationship with Buddhism. Jiang Liu, who has twelve ring scars, this

Waiting for the fate of Buddha is naturally rare in ancient times.

"Thank you, Elder Jinchi." He clasped his hands and Jiang Liu thanked him.

Although some people are not used to the other party's attitude of being arrogant and respectful at the same time, but as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person with your hand, and eat the soft-spoken person. At this moment, while eating the vegetarian meal prepared for him by Guanyin Temple, Jiang Liu couldn't show his face to the other party.

"Bah, it tastes really tasteless..." However, Sun Wukong picked up two chopsticks of cabbage and chewed it in his mouth for a few times, then spit the cabbage directly on the dining table without any politeness.

Jiang Liu may still care about some etiquette, but Sun Wukong's temperament is very straightforward, straight forward, he is happy when he is happy, and he is unhappy when he is unhappy.

Seeing that these people in Guanyin Temple were unhappy, Sun Wukong felt that the food was not delicious, and without any thought of being rude, he vomited the food on the table.

Then he reached out and picked up a peach from the table, turned over and left the table.

"Okay, Master, I, Sun Wukong, can't get used to these meals, so I won't eat them. I'm going to see how Xiao Bai is doing." Holding a peach, Sun Wukong walked out on his feet.

"This..." Jin Chi was a little embarrassed when he saw Sun Wukong's expressionless expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm a scoundrel with a stubborn nature. In addition, I'm a monkey and like to eat fruits, so the food doesn't suit my taste. It's understandable." Seeing Jin Chi's embarrassed expression, Jiang Liu smiled slightly and said humbly and politely.

Circus.

"It's okay, but I didn't think it through well." Jin Chi's face brightened slightly when he heard Jiang Liu's words.

Eating food? How should I put it? Most of the food in this era was cooked, so the taste is indeed worse than stir-fried vegetables. In addition, this place is no longer in the Tang Dynasty, and the eating habits are also slightly different. In fact,

Jiang Liu himself didn't eat very well, so it's no wonder Sun Wukong reacted like that.

However, at this time Jiang Liu stayed at the dinner table and refused to leave, not because he wanted to eat more food, but because he was really waiting for the plot to progress.

It stands to reason that Jin Chi should soon show off some of his collection of precious cassocks, right?

However, now that Sun Wukong is gone, should he take the initiative to take out the cassock for comparison?

However, after chatting back and forth for half an hour, the food on the table was almost finished. However, Jin Chi still didn't mean to show off his treasure, which made Jiang Liu a little anxious.

"Ahem, Elder Jinchi, looking at the resplendent appearance of your Guanyin Temple, this poor monk must be thinking that the temple's family is rich, right?" Since Jinchi stopped showing off his wealth, Jiang Liu coughed twice, feeling that he still had to give some guidance.

good.

"Oh, I understand, I understand..." However, after hearing Jiang Liu's words, Jin Chi looked suddenly stunned and winked at a monk next to him.

"Understand what?" Seeing the eye contact between Jin Chi and the leaving monk, Jiang Liu looked confused.

Could it be that you took some precious cassocks?

After a while, the monk who left came over with a tray covered with a red cloth and placed it on the dining table.

"The Holy Monk of the Tang Dynasty doesn't want to come thousands of miles away. The mountains are far away and the road is far away. I guess you have used up all the money, right? I have a hundred taels of gold here. I hope the Holy Monk will not refuse..." Jinchi opened the red cloth on the tray.

, there are ten gold ingots placed on the tray.

"Elder Jinchi misunderstood, the poor monk did not ask for money."

Looking at the gold pushed over by Jin Chi, the corner of Jiang Liu's mouth twitched slightly, and then said: "It's just that, along the way, I happened to hear the people say that Elder, you have collected a lot of exquisite treasure cassocks, so...".

"Oh, I understand." However, before Jiang Liu finished speaking, Jin Chi looked suddenly enlightened again.

"Holy Monk, the cassocks on your body are torn. The poor monk did keep a few cassocks. The treasures are not worth mentioning. Naturally, they are not as rich as the material wealth of the Kingdom of Heaven. If you don't dislike it, Holy Monk, go and collect the cassocks from me.

Take a walk around the treasure room, and if you find anything you like, it wouldn’t hurt if I give you a few pieces..."

Jiang Liu: "...".

There seems to be something wrong with this plot, right? What about the promised old monk who likes to show off his wealth?

What is it about being so generous and enthusiastic? Is this disaster still possible?
Chapter completed!