The 16th time, the monk of Guanyin Academy planned to steal the cassock from Heifeng Mountain

Goddess of Mercy Hall Monk Mou Baobao Steals Cassock from Heifeng Mountain

But he said that two of his disciples rode to the front of the mountain gate to watch. It was really a temple. But I saw that the halls and pavilions, the corridors and rooms, and the three mountain gates were covered by towering colorful clouds; In front of the Five Blessings Hall, thousands of bright red mists surround. There are two pines and one cypress forest. There are two ways of pine bamboos, which are free and quiet without years and disciplines; A forest of juniper, colored with a proud face. The bell and drum tower is high and the pagoda is tall. An Zen monk determines his nature, singing trees and singing birds leisurely. Loneliness and dust-free is really lonely, and there is a moral fruit of innocence. The poem said, "Shangcha-Yuanyincuiwo is a place where the beautiful scenery can be recalled.". As expected, there are few people in the Pure Land, and there are many famous mountain monks in the world. The elder got off his horse, and the walker stopped carrying his load. He was about to enter the door when he saw a group of monks coming out of the door. You can see how he looks: wearing a left hairpin hat and a clean coat. Copper ring with double drop ears and silk belt around the waist. Grass sandals are stable when walking, while wooden fish are lifted by hand. Prajna always takes refuge when he speaks often. When Sanzang saw this, he stood by the door and asked about it. The monk quickly saluted, smiled and said, "Where did you come from? Please come in and offer tea to the abbot." Sanzang said, "My disciple is an imperial envoy from Dongtu. He went to Leiyin Temple to worship Buddha and pray for scriptures. It's getting late here, so he wants to take a break." The monk said, "Please come in and sit down." The three Tibetans called the traveler to lead the horse in. The monk suddenly saw the traveler's face and was afraid. He asked, "What is the man who leads the horse?" Sanzang said, "Quiet! Quiet! He is impatient. If he hears what you say, he will be angry. He is my disciple."

The monk shuddered, bit his finger and said, "How can you make him an apprentice Sanzang said, "You can't see it. It's very useful to be ugly."

The monk had to enter the mountain gate with Sanzang and the walker. In the mountain gate. There are four characters written on the main hall, which are Guanyin Temple. Tripitaka was also overjoyed and said, "I have often felt the holy grace of Bodhisattva, but I didn't know how to thank him. Today, when I meet the Zen Temple, I feel like seeing a Bodhisattva. I am very grateful." Hearing this, the monk ordered the Taoist to open the temple door and invite Sanzang to worship. The traveler tied his horse, lost his luggage and went to the temple with Sanzang. Sanzang stretches his back, spreads his chest, looks at the golden elephant and kowtows. The monk went to play the drum, and the traveler went to strike the bell. Sanzang leans down in front of the platform and sincerely prays and wishes. After the worship, the monk stopped beating his drum. The traveler just kept ringing the bell, either fast or slow, for a long time. The man said, "How about ringing the bell when the worship is over?" The traveler lost the pestle and smiled, "You know, I'm a day monk." At this time, the monks and elders in the temple were alarmed. Hearing the bell ringing, they all rushed out and said, "That savage is beating the bells and drums here?" The traveler jumped out and said:

"It was your grandson who played tricks!" At the sight of the monks, they were so frightened that they tumbled and all climbed down the tunnel: "Grandpa Lei!" The traveler said: "Lei Gong is my great grandson!

Get up and don't be afraid. We are masters from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. " The monks have just worshipped. They are not afraid of Sanzang. Inside, the head of the temple asked, "The old man will serve tea to the abbot." So he untied the reins and led the horse, carried his luggage, turned around the main hall, walked into the back room, and ordered his seat.

The courtyard master offered tea and arranged a fast. It was still early in the day, and before Sanzang could finish thanking him, he saw two children behind him, carrying an old monk out. See how he dressed up: wearing a Pilu hat on his head, the crown of the opal shines; Wearing a collar of brocade and velvet, the golden edge of emerald hair is bright. A pair of monk shoes have eight treasures, and a staff is embedded with clouds and stars. His face was covered with wrinkles, like the old mother of Lishan Mountain; A pair of blind eyes, but like the East Sea Dragon King. If the mouth is not closed, the wind will fall because of the teeth, and the back of the waist will bend into a muscle contracture. The monks said, "Shizu is coming." Sanzang bowed to greet him and said, "Old Master, I will bow to you." The old monk paid the tribute and sat down separately. The old monk said:

"I came out to present my master from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, as I was told by you." Sanzang Path:

"Forgive me for making a mountain lightly." The old monk said, "Don't dare!" Why:

"Master, how far is it to Dongtu?" Sanzang said, "It is more than 5000 li outside the Chang'an border. After crossing the two mountains, he received a young apprentice. He traveled all the way through the Xipanha State. After two months, he arrived at your place after another 5000 or 6000 li." The old monk said: "It's ten thousand miles away. My disciple wasted his life, and never went out of the mountain gate. He is really the so-called one who looks at the sky from a well Sanzang then asked, "How long will the old master live?" The old monk said, "I am 270 years old." The traveler heard, "This is still my grandchildren?" Sanzang looked at him and said, "Speak carefully! Don't rush into people without knowing what is high or low." The monk then asked: Sir, how old are you? " Traveler Road; "I dare not say." The old monk just thought of it as a madness, and he didn't mind, nor did he return, but only called for tea. A little lucky boy took out a plate made of mutton fat and jade, and there were three tea clocks inlaid with gold in French blue; Another child took a white copper pot and poured three cups of fragrant tea. The color really deceives the color of the pomegranate and the taste is better than the fragrance of the osmanthus. When Sanzang saw this, he praised and said: "Good things! Good things! What a delicious food!" The old monk said: "Dirty eyes, dirty eyes! The master is the kingdom of heaven. He has seen all the treasures. It's like this kind of equipment. Why should he be flattered? Since the master came to the state, do you have any treasures? Let me see them." Sanzang said: "Poor me!

I don't have much treasure in Dongtu. Sometimes, even if it's a long way away, I can't take it with me. " The walker said in the side way, "Master, I saw that cassock in the bag the day before yesterday, it's not a treasure. How about showing it to him?" The monks sneered when they heard about the cassock. The traveler said, "Why are you laughing?" The master said: "The master just said that the cassock is a treasure, which is ridiculous. If we say that the cassock is like our generation, there are more than twenty or thirty pieces. If we say that our Shizu has been a monk here for two hundred fifty or sixty years, there are seven or eight hundred pieces!" Call: "Take it out and have a look." The old monk, who was also showing off for a while, asked the Taoist to open the storeroom. Tou Tuo lifted the cabinet, and then took out the twelve cabinets. He put them in the courtyard, unlocked them, set clothes hangers on both sides, and led ropes around. He shook the cassocks one by one and hung them up. Sanzang was invited to watch. It is indeed full of beautiful embroidery and silk on four walls! The traveler looked at them one by one and said with a smile, "Good, good, good, put away! Take our things out and have a look." Sanzang grabbed the traveler and said quietly, "Don't fight for wealth with others, apprentice. We are single, so we are afraid of mistakes."

The traveler said, "Look at the cassock. What's wrong?" Sanzang said, "You didn't pay attention to it. The ancients had a cloud. You should not let anyone who is greedy, treacherous or hypocritical see something that is precious and good to play with. If you see it, you will move his heart; if you move his heart, you will have a plan. You are a person who is afraid of disasters, so you must respond to their demands. Otherwise, you will die. This is not a small matter." The traveler said, "Don't worry! It's all on Lao Sun!" You can't help but say that he hurried away and untied a bundle. There was already a burst of sunlight, and there were still two layers of oil paper wrapped up. He took out his cassock after leaving the paper! When you shake it off, the room is full of red light and colorful air. When all the monks saw it, they all cheered and praised it. What a good cassock! There are thousands of ingenious pearl pendants and thousands of rare Buddhist treasures. The upper and lower dragon beards are paved with colorful patterns, and the brocade borders are covered on all sides. The body is hung with monsters, and the body is covered with ghosts. It was made by the immortals themselves. Not real monks dare to wear it.

Seeing this treasure, the old monk was really moved. He went forward and knelt down to Sanzang, with tears in his eyes, and said, "My disciple is really unlucky!" Tripitaka helped him and said, "What does the old master say?" He said: "My lord, this treasure has just been unfolded. It's getting late, so I can't see it clearly. Isn't it doomed?" Tripitaka: "Come on, let you see it again." The old monk said: "Grandpa's baby, it's already bright. If you light the lamp again, you will not want to look carefully." The traveler said, "What do you want to see?" The old monk said:

"If the master is merciful and reassured, teach the disciples to take it to the back room, watch it carefully all night, and send it back to the master to the west in the morning. How would you respect me?" Sanzang was surprised when he heard that, and the complaining walker said, "It's all you! It's all you!" The traveler laughed and said, "What are you afraid of? I'll wrap it up and teach him to take it to see. But if there is something wrong, it's all done by the old grandson." The Sanzang couldn't resist it. He handed the cassock to the old monk and said, "Look, just return it to me tomorrow morning as usual, and don't damage my needs." The old monk was happy. Fortunately, he took the cassock in, but told the monks to clean the front meditation hall, take two rattan beds, put up a bed, and ask the two masters to rest; One compartment was arranged to see them off in the morning, so they dispersed. The disciples closed the meditation hall and did not sleep.

But he said that the monk cheated the cassock and took it under the back room lamp. He wailed at the cassock, so frightened that the monk of the temple did not dare to sleep first. Little Xing Tong did not know why, but went to report to the monks and said, "My father-in-law is still crying until the second watch." Two disciples, his beloved ones, came up to him and asked, "Shigong, why are you crying?" The old monk said, "I can't cry because I can't see Monk Tang's treasure!" The little monk said: "My father-in-law is very old. He has issued his cassock and put it in front of you. You just have to look away. Why cry?" The old monk said: "It's not a long time to see. I'm 270 years old and have earned hundreds of cassocks. How can I have this one? How can I be a Tang monk?" The little monk said, "It's my duty to be a monk. Tang Monk is a wandering monk who has left his hometown. You are so old that you can enjoy it. Why should you be a wandering monk like him?" The old monk said: "Although I am comfortable at home and enjoy the evening scenery, I cannot wear his cassock. If I can wear it for a day, I will die and close my eyes. It is also my coming to the world of Yang to be a monk!" The monks said: "How ungracious! Why do you have to wear him?

We will keep him for one day tomorrow, and you will wear him for one day, and you will wear him for ten days. Why do you cry so hard? " The old monk said: "Even if he stays half a year, he can only wear half a year. He can't be angry at all. He has to go with him when he wants to go. How can he stay long?"

As he was speaking, a young monk named Guangzhi came forward and said, "Grandpa, it's easy to take a long view." When the old monk heard the words, he was happy and said, "My son, what do you think?" Guangzhi said, "The Tang Monks are walking people. They worked very hard. Now they have fallen asleep. We think of some powerful people. They took guns and knives, opened the meditation hall, killed him, and buried his body in the backyard. My family only knew about it, but they planned for his white horse and luggage. But they left the cassock behind, thinking it was a long-term plan for our descendants to pass it on." When the old monk saw this, he was full of joy, but he wiped his tears and said, "Good! Good! Good! This plan is wonderful!" Even if you clean up your guns and knives. There was also a little monk named Guangmou, who was Guangzhi's younger martial brother. He came up to him and said, "This is not a good plan. If you want to kill him, you need to see what's going on. That white faced monk seems easy, and that hairy faced monk seems difficult. If you can't kill him, you will not invite your own misfortune?

I have a method of not using knives and guns. How do you respect me? " The old monk said, "My son, what can you do?" Guangmou said, "In my opinion, I have called all the houses on Dongshan Mountain to burn a bunch of dry firewood. I have left the three meditation halls and set them on fire, teaching him to go without a door and burn his horse. Even when people saw him on the front and back of the mountain, they only said that he accidentally went off the fire and burned my meditation hall. But the two monks did not burn to death? It's easy to hide. Isn't the cassock our family treasure?" When the monks heard this, they were all delighted and said, "Strong! Strong! Strong! This plan is better! Better!" So he taught each householder to bring firewood. Alas!

This plan is exactly what makes a senior monk should do his best, and the Guanyin Temple turns to dust! In his temple, there were seventy or eighty houses, and more than two hundred people in size. That night, they gathered firewood and surrounded the Zen Hall from front to back. They arranged to set fire.

But Sanzang Shitu said that he had settled down. The traveler is a monkey. Although he sleeps, he just keeps his mind on refining qi, and is vaguely eye-catching. Suddenly, he heard the people who couldn't stop walking outside. The firewood sounded windy, and he wondered: "How can anyone walk with the sound of footsteps when the night is quiet?

Do you dare to be a thief? " He jumped up and wanted to open the door to see. He was afraid to wake up Shifu. Look at him. He has changed into a bee. He is really sweet in mouth and poisonous in tail. He is thin in waist and light in body. The willow flies like an arrow through the flowers, and the sticky catkins look like falling stars. The small body can bear weight, and the noisy thin wings can ride the wind. But from the rafter edge, drilling out to see clearly. The monks, carrying firewood and grass, have surrounded the Zen Hall and set it on fire. The walker chuckled: "If my Shifu said that he wanted to kill us and seek my cassock, he was so malicious. I was going to beat him with a stick, but I couldn't help but beat him. He killed me with a stick, and Shifu blamed me for murdering him. Stop, stop, stop! Take a chance with him, and teach him to stop!" The good fellow jumped into the South Heavenly Gate in a somersault and frightened Pang Liu Goubi to bow. Ma Zhaowen controlled his back and said, "No! No! The master of the Heavenly Palace is coming again!" The traveler shook his hands and said, "Please excuse me and rest. I'm here to find the King of Guangmu." I can't say, but the king of heaven arrived early and said to the traveler, "Long time, long time. I heard that Guanyin Bodhisattva came to the Jade Emperor to protect Tang Monk from going to the west to get scriptures. He said that you had become an apprentice with him. Why do you have time to come here today?" The traveler said, "Let's stop Xukuo. Tang Monk met a villain on his way and set him on fire. It's extremely urgent. He came to you to help him by using a fire shield. Hurry up and get the messenger back." The Heavenly King said: "You are so bad. Since the villain set fire, he should only borrow water to save him. How can he get rid of the fire shield?" The traveler said, "You know where to go. You borrowed water to save him, but it didn't burn up, so you responded to him. You just took this shield to protect Tang Monk from injury. The rest of you took care of him. Burn him as fast as you can. Don't miss my job at this time." That day, Wang smiled and said, "The monkey still has a bad heart. He only cares about his own family and doesn't care about others."

The traveler said, "Hurry up. Don't talk about it. It's a big deal!" The king dared not not lend it that day, so he handed it to the traveler.

The traveler took it, pressed the cloud head, and went to the ridge of the Zen Hall, covering the Tang Monk, the white horse, and the luggage. But he went to sit on the abbot's room behind the old monk to protect the cassock. Seeing those people set fire, he turned to chant mantras and looked at Xun's land to take a breath and blow away. A gust of wind blew the fire around in disorder. Good fire! Good fire! But see: black smoke is desert, red flame is flying. Black smoke and desert, no stars in the sky; Red flames are flying, and the earth is bright and red. At first, the golden snake burned; Later, Weiwei Blood Horse. Nanfang III - show off as a hero and use magic power by the Great God of Huilu. Dry firewood burning fire, what say flint people drill wood; Colorful flame floats in front of the cooked accelerator, which is better than the old one. It is the relentless anger. How can we prohibit this intentional act of violence, not to eliminate disasters, but to help abuse. The wind follows the fire, and the flame flies a thousand feet high; The fire took advantage of the wind, and the ash burst into the sky. Bang bang bang, good like firecrackers in the dying years; Splashing is like the sound of artillery in the army. The burning Buddha statue on the spot can't escape. Jialan in the east yard has nowhere to hide. It is better than the fierce battle in the night of Red Cliff and the internal fire of Ah Fang Palace! This is the spark that can burn thousands of acres of land. In a moment, the wind was furious, and a Guanyin Hall became famous everywhere. Look at those monks. They carry boxes, carry cages, grab tables and carry pots. The courtyard is full of complaints.

Sun Xingke protected the abbot at the back and covered the front meditation hall with a fire shield. The rest of the hall was ablaze with fire. It was really brilliant, and the golden light was shining through the wall!

Unexpectedly, when the fire started, a mountain monster was disturbed. Twenty miles south of the Guanyin Hall, there is a Heifeng Mountain. In the mountain, there is a Heifeng Cave. In the cave, there is a goblin who is waking up and turning over. The window door is bright, and the only way is that it is dawn. When I got up, the fire was shining just north. The goblin was shocked and said, "Ah! It must be that there is a fire in the Guanyin Hall! These monks were not careful! I thought I would save it with him." Good goblins rise from the clouds, even under the fireworks. As expected, the sky is burning. The front halls are empty, and the two corridors are burning with fireworks. He drags his steps and runs into it. He is calling for water. There is no fire in the back room, and there is a man on the ridge. But he knew so. When he hurried into the room to look, he saw that the abbot had some bright sunshine in the middle, and there was a green felt bundle on the table. He untied it and saw that it was a brocade cassock, which was a treasure of Buddhism. It is wealth that moves people's hearts. He does not fight fires. He does not call for water. He takes the cassock and takes advantage of looting. He drags it back to Yunbu and turns to the East Mountain.

The fire was only extinguished at five o'clock. Look at the monks, the red and red essence, crying and crying, all went to the ash to look for copper and iron, poke up rotten coals, and catch gold and silver. Some are in wall baskets, covered with shelter; Some Chibi root head, a pot of rice. Shout grievances, and make chaos.

But he said that the traveler took the fire shield and sent it to the South Heaven Gate in a somersault. He handed it to the King Guangmu and said, "Thank you! Thank you!" The Heavenly King said, "The Great Sage is sincere. I'm worried that you will not return my treasure. There is no place to ask for it. I'll send it to you if I'm glad." The traveler said, "Lao Sun is the man who cheated things in front of him? This is called borrowing and repaying. It's not difficult to borrow again." The Heavenly King said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you come to the palace and sit down for a while?" The traveler said, "Old Sun is different than before. He's talking on the rotten bench. Now, he can't afford to be idle. Let's talk! Let's talk!" I said goodbye to the falling cloud. Then I saw that on the sun star, I came to the meditation hall. I turned into a bee and flew in. I saw that the master was still sleeping. The traveler shouted, "Master, it's dawn. Get up." Sanzang woke up and turned over and said, "Exactly." Wearing clothes, he opened the door and came out. Suddenly, he looked up and saw some red walls, which were upside down. He lost all the buildings. He was shocked and said:

"Ah! Why are there no temples? They are all red walls. Why?" The traveler said, "You are still dreaming! You are on fire tonight." Sanzang said, "How do I know?" The traveler said, "It was Lao Sun who protected the meditation hall. Seeing that Shifu was sleeping soundly, he did not stir up." Sanzang said, "You have the ability to protect the Zen Hall. How can you not save the fire in other rooms?" The traveler smiled and said, "The good teacher father learned that. As you said yesterday, he fell in love with our cassocks and planned to burn us. If it had not been for Sun's perception, he would have been dead now!" Hearing the words, Sanzang was afraid and said, "Did they set the fire?" The traveler said, "Who is not he?" Sanzang then said, "Did you neglect you? What did you do?" The traveler said, "Lao Sun is such a tired and lazy person. He did such a bad thing. It was really his family who let him do it. Seeing that he was malicious, Lao Sun did not fight the fire with him, but only helped him a little." Sanzang said, "Oh, God! God! When a fire starts, you should only help the water. How can you help the wind?" The traveler said: "You know the ancients said that people did not hurt the tiger's heart, and the tiger did not hurt people's minds. How can I get wind if he doesn't make fire?" Sanzang said, "Where is the cassock? Is it burnt?" The traveler said, "Nothing! Nothing! It can't burn! The abbot who put the cassock is not on fire." Sanzang Hate said, "I don't care about you! But some of them are hurt. I only read that word, and you are dead!" The traveler panicked and said, "Shifu, don't read! Don't read! Guan Xun will return your cassock. Wait for me to bring it for walking." Sanzang then led the horse, and the walker took the load, left the meditation hall, and went to the abbot.

However, those monks were very sad when they saw his disciples coming with their horses and carrying the burden. They scared everyone to death and said, "Here comes the enemy!" The traveler shouted, "What kind of soul is killing me? Return my cassock quickly!" All the monks knelt down and kowtowed: "Grandpa!

There are enemies and debtors. If you want to kill us, it's all a plan made by the old monk to kill you. Don't ask us to kill you. " The traveler said with a loud voice: "I will kill you, you damned brutes! Why do you beg for your life? Just give me back my cassock!" Two brave monks said, "Sir, you have been burned to death in the meditation hall. Now you come to beg for the cassock. Are you carrying a ghost?" The walker laughed and said, "These evil beasts! What's the fire there? Go ahead and look at the Zen Hall, and then talk again!" The monks got up and looked forward. The doors and windows outside the Zen Hall were still burning. The people were horrified. They recognized that Sanzang was a holy monk and the walkers were Dharma protectors. They all went forward and kowtowed:

"We have no eyes and don't know the lower world of real people! Your cassock is in the Abbot's ancestral place." Sanzang walked through three or five layers of broken walls and sighed. The abbot did not have any fire. The monks rushed into the room and shouted, "Father! Tang Monk is a god who has never burned to death. Now he is harming his own property! Take out his cassock as soon as possible and return it to him."

It turned out that the old monk could not find the cassock and burned the house of our temple. He was in a very worried and anxious place. How dare he say yes when he heard this? Because of the lack of plans, I could not move forward or backward. I pulled out of the way, bent my waist, and hit a head on the wall. Unfortunately, my head was broken, my soul was scattered, and my throat was cut off and stained with red sand! As evidenced by a poem, the poem said, "I am so stupid that I can't be a longevity man on earth.". If you want to get the cassock and spread it to the distant world, do you know that the Buddha treasure is different! But it will be easy to make a lasting contribution to the depression. What's the use of wisdom and resourcefulness? Lose others and benefit yourself! A frightened monk cried: "Shigong has been killed, and the cassock is missing. How can he be born?" The traveler said, "I think you have stolen it! Come out! Write out the Flower Name Script and let me check it one by one!" The master of the upper and lower rooms wrote out two manuscripts for the monks, Toutuo, Xingtong and Taoists of the temple. There were two hundred and thirty people, large and small. The traveler asked Shifu to sit high, but he searched one by one from the beginning. He wanted to liberate his clothes and make it clear that there was no cassock. He also searched carefully from the head of each room for the boxes and cages that he had stolen. There must be a trace there. Sanzang was worried and resentful, but he sat on it and recited the mantra. The traveler fell to the ground with his head in his arms. It was very hard to stop him. He only taught "Don't read!

Don't read! Guan Xun returned the cassock! " When the monks saw this, they all trembled and knelt down to persuade him. Then Sanzang shut his mouth and didn't read. The traveler Yigulu jumped up and drew an iron bar from his ear. He wanted to beat the monks, but Sanzang stopped him and said, "Monkey head! You are not afraid of a headache, and you should be rude? Don't do it! Don't hurt people! Ask me again!" The monks kowtowed and cried to Sanzang, "Master, spare me! We really haven't seen it. It's all the fault of the old ghost. He looked at your cassock last night, and only cried deeper. He didn't dare to see it. He thought about being a family heirloom and designing a plan to burn the master. Since the fire started, the wind was raging, and everyone was just fighting the fire, carrying things, not to mention where the cassock went."

The traveler was furious, went into the abbot's room, carried out the body of the ghost, peeled it carefully, and there was no treasure in his body. So he dug the abbot three feet into the ground, and there was no trace. The traveler thought for a long time and asked, "Do you have any monsters here?" Hospital main road:

"Don't ask the master. Don't want to know. There is a Heifeng Mountain just to the southeast of my place. There is a black king in Heifeng Cave. I, an old ghost, often tell him that he is a demon. Nothing else." The traveler said, "How far is that mountain from here?" The hospital master said, "It's only twenty miles, and that's the one who sees the mountain." The walker laughed and said, "Don't worry, Shifu. It must be the black monster who stole it." Sanzang said, "He's twenty miles away from here. How can he be cut off?" The traveler said, "You haven't seen the fire at night. It's shining for three days. Don't talk about it for twenty miles, even for two hundred miles. Sit still, he sees the light of fire. He takes the opportunity to come here secretly, and when he sees that our cassock is a treasure, he will surely take advantage of the captivity. Wait until old Sun goes to find him." Sanzang said, "Why should I rely on you when you left?"

The traveler said, "Don't worry. There are gods protecting you in the dark. I will ask those monks to wait on you in the open." That is to call all monks to come and say, "You wait for some of them to bury the old devil, to wait on my master, and to guard my white horse!" The monks accept the promise. The traveler then said, "Don't promise that you will not flatter me when I go. Those who look at the master should be happy and those who raise white horses should be well proportioned. If there is a difference, I will follow this staff to show you!" He pulled out his stick and hit the burning brick wall with one blow, smashing it to pieces and shaking down seven or eight layers of walls. Seeing this, all the monks became weak and numb. They knelt and kowtowed to their heads and cried, "Grandpa, go ahead with ease. We are devoutly dedicated to the Lord. We dare not neglect him!" Good traveler, jump into the clouds and go to Heifeng Mountain to find the cassock. It is precisely that: Jinchan seeks justice out of the capital, and he uses tin to throw himself into the west and touches Cuiwei. There are tigers, leopards, wolves and insects everywhere, and people of industry and commerce seldom see them. When I met a foolish monk from a foreign country, I was jealous, and the whole battle was against the great power of heaven. Angry and windy, the temple is abandoned, and black bears steal brocade clothing. After all, I don't know whether the cassock is available or not, and whether it is good or bad. Let me break it down next time