bayedsolid Chapter 218 World of Famous Works 7
Chapter 218 World of Famous Works 7
One day, the master and his disciple passed by a temple. Tang Sanzang dismounted and walked to the temple gate, asking the monks in the temple for lodging.
Sun Wukong stayed behind to lead the horse, but his ears were very sharp.
He clearly heard the monk say that he was ugly, but Tang Sanzang said that although he was ugly, he was really useful.
This is really unreasonable!
Enraged, he rushed forward, baring his teeth at the monks, wishing he could beat them to death with a stick.
He's the famous Monkey King, yet they say he's ugly!
Lin Xiaoqian and the others all praised him as the most handsome monkey king in the world.
That damned Tang Sanzang actually agreed with those blind monks! You just wait, I'll teach you a lesson tonight!
Upon entering the temple, Tang Sanzang and the old monk Jinchi sat inside and exchanged pleasantries. Jinchi asked Tang Sanzang if the Great Tang Dynasty had any treasures to show him.
This time, Sun Wukong sat to the side, eyes downcast and mind at ease, without uttering a word.
Instead, he secretly cast a spell and knocked down a monk who was watching nearby.
The monk was unsteady on his feet, so he instinctively reached out and grabbed at Tang Sanzang's luggage.
Then, he accidentally grabbed the bundle containing the brocade robe. The robe rolled off the luggage and spread out, revealing itself to everyone.
In an instant, the room was filled with red light and the courtyard was filled with colorful energy.
Jinchi took a liking to the cassock at first sight and insisted on borrowing it for one night to admire it closely.
Tang Sanzang could not refuse and had no choice but to let Jinchi take him away.
Although the exposure of the precious cassock this time has nothing to do with Sun Wukong on the surface.
But Tang Sanzang still resented him.
"Aren't you supposed to be incredibly capable? How come you couldn't even keep an eye on a piece of luggage! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! What are we going to do now that the robe has been taken?"
Sun Wukong picked up a fruit from the table, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then frowned and shook his head violently.
This fruit is really awful; it's not even a tenth as good as the one from Little Qian's place.
He finished eating the fruit slowly with a look of disgust before he had time to pay attention to Tang Sanzang.
“Master, Elder Jinchi agreed to let us stay here and treated us to good food and drink. What’s wrong with just borrowing the robe for a look? Master, don’t be so stingy. Your journey to the West to obtain the scriptures is not just your own business, but also represents the majesty of the Tang Dynasty. Besides, I, Old Sun, am not a prophet. How could I have known that the bundle covering the robe would be torn open by the monks? Master, you are wronging me too much.”
Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang became even angrier, his face turning even more ashen. His fingers trembled as he pointed at Sun Wukong, then he turned and walked to the window to lie down.
Before long, Sun Wukong heard his even breathing; he had fallen asleep.
Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang's sleeping back and couldn't help but purse his lips, muttering under his breath, "That coward, he was just worried about the cassock, and now he's asleep as soon as he says it."
Suddenly, he keenly sensed a soft noise outside the door and immediately transformed into a little bee, quietly flying outside.
Just as Lin Xiaoqian and the others had said, the monks in the temple were setting fire to their house.
He neither stopped them nor flew up to the South Heavenly Gate to borrow the fire-prevention artifact.
Instead, he waited until the fire started, puffed out his cheeks, and blew a breath into the fire. Instantly, the flames shot up high, startling the group of monks who had started the fire.
The fire engulfed the entire temple in an instant.
Sun Wukong returned to the house, and when the whole house was filled with smoke and dust, he quickly shook Tang Sanzang awake.
"Master, something terrible has happened! Wake up!"
Tang Sanzang was awakened from his sleep. He opened his eyes groggily and saw that the room was filled with thick smoke, which made him cough.
He asked in horror, "Wukong, what... what's going on?"
Sun Wukong pretended to be anxious and said, "Master, for some reason, this temple has suddenly caught fire. We must get out of here quickly! Please forgive me, Master!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Tang Sanzang by the back of the collar, used his magic, and somersaulted out of the sea of fire with Tang Sanzang.
The two landed on the open ground outside the temple. Sun Wukong released Tang Sanzang's collar, and Tang Sanzang coughed desperately, whether from the fumes or from being strangled, it was unclear.
Once he was able to speak, before he could even curse Sun Wukong, he pointed in terror toward the direction of the house where Jinchi lived.
"The cassock! Wukong, go protect the cassock!"
The houses in Jinchi were already surrounded by flames.
In fact, Sun Wukong already knew that the firelight had attracted the Black Bear Demon from Black Wind Cave on Black Wind Mountain, and that the brocade cassock had already been stolen by the Black Bear Demon in the chaos.
However, he said nothing, but flew to Jin Chi's room and rushed into the sea of fire.
After entering the room, he searched around, not to put on the cassock, but to look for Jinchi's treasures.
He took out the storage bag Lin Xiaoqian had given him and put anything that caught his eye into it.
Sun Wukong only stopped when there was nothing else of value to take.
He glanced at Jin Chi, who was sleeping soundly on his side on the couch, took out the Golden Cudgel and enlarged it. With a "crash," he punched a big hole in the roof, and tiles and beams fell down one after another.
Elder Jinchi was awakened from his sleep by the sudden loud noise. He opened his eyes in horror, but before he could react, a brick came crashing down and hit him squarely on the forehead, killing him instantly.
Sun Wukong flew out of the big hole above his head and came to stand in front of Tang Sanzang.
Tang Sanzang looked anxious and hurriedly asked, "Wukong, have you found the cassock?"
Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "Master, the fire is very fierce. I searched the whole place inside, but I couldn't find the cassock."
Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang's face turned deathly pale. He clasped his hands together and murmured sorrowfully, "Amitabha! That robe was a gift from the Buddha. Now that it's lost, what should we do?"