Chapter 732：

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Heaven, the Pure Land of the West.

On the top of the vast Lingshan Mountain, in the Golden Tripod Buddha Hall.

Arhats performed martial arts on the steps, the Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on the lotus flowers on both sides and recited scriptures, and a Buddha surrounded the huge golden lotus in the center, sitting or lying down, meditating cross-legged.

Suddenly, above the lotus in the center.

Bathed in golden light, the blurred-faced Buddha slowly opened his eyes.

Not long after, a half-sighed, half-smiled voice of mercy sounded:

"This scumbag is such a rogue."

Chapter 986 Remember, remember

Hearing the sound from the central lotus seat, a Buddha and Bodhisattva slowly opened his eyes and looked at the last seat of all Buddhas in unison.

There, a blond woman in a short leopard-print skirt with a tiger-skin padded jacket covering her thighs, blocking all the spring light, immediately caught their eyes.

At this time, the Manjusri Bodhisattva who was closest to the blond woman quickly took out a branch, poked her arm, and said eagerly:

"Victory Buddha, Victory Buddha, get up, Buddha and everyone are watching you."

"Ah, what? Has the Fa session finished yet?"

The woman with blond hair and waist length climbed up from the lotus seat, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and yawned with her sullen golden eyes wide open:

"This Buddha's scripture is so good, it's lifelike, it's three-pointed, and I'm almost falling asleep!"

Are you about to fall asleep? You are clearly sleeping there... A lot of Bodhisattva Arhats complained in their hearts.

At this time, the huge sitting Buddha in the center lowered his head and chuckled lightly:

"You hozen, you are only sleepy in the dojo on weekdays, and now you come to me, it's really three days without a roof."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong, who wiped away his tears, pouted in disdain:

"If you hadn't informed me that I must be present every time, would I be uncomfortable sleeping in my own home?"

"You..."

The Buddha shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"You still sigh, should I sigh?"

Sun Wukong murmured, then moved his neck, and while making a rattling noise, he also asked:

"It's strange, why do I feel that there are still three days left before the end of the Lifa meeting. Are you planning to end the show early this year?"

At this time, the big Buddha in the center suddenly said:

"If you want to leave early, then leave."

He said with a big wave of his hand, and Sun Wukong only felt that his eyes were pierced by gold stars, the sky was spinning, and he appeared in a temple hall.

"This is..." Sun Wukong, who was rubbing his head, looked at the main hall and said in amazement, "Isn't this the Mahavira Hall that is placed outside for believers to worship?"

Her voice just fell and an exclamation sounded.

"Who?"

Frightened by this voice, Sun Wukong was also stunned:

"Who? Who's there?"

She fixed her eyes.

OK!

But it was a white-haired woman wearing Japanese costumes, holding the merit box in the main hall, standing on the golden Buddha tribute table in the main hall, looking at herself in surprise.

Taking a closer look, Sun Wukong found that the merit box was actually held upside down, and books with the scent of ink were scattered on the tribute table.

Seeing this situation, Sun Wukong couldn't help but stunned and said:

"You are not White Night..."

Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was covered:

"Shh!"

"lower the volume!"

Bai Yasha looked around for a while, and after seeing no one around, he patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and said:

"Hey, monkey, why are you here?"

"What are you doing?"

Sun Wukong gave her a strange look, and then said:

"Why are you digging through that broken box? Steal money?"

"How come? Are we that kind of person?"

Shiroyasha stomped his feet again and again as if he had been stepped on his tail:

"We don't want to help the bald donkey to see if there are any dirty things stuffed in here!"

The expression on Sun Wukong's face seemed to say: 'I believe you are a ghost'.

Who dares to throw dirty things in the merit box for Buddha? Do you still want to die?

And this time, Bai Yasha asked suspiciously:

"But then again, why are there some broken books in this box?"

"No knowledge, that is a scripture written by the Bodhisattva Arhat Bhikkhu."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said:

"Also, the Buddha's merit box doesn't accept money. This bastard, he actually uses the merit box to collect homework!"

Speaking of which, Sun Wukong could hardly help but scold his mother.

This poor place has to pay homework once every year to visit the shrine, and then be tested by that bald donkey, which is hard for her as a student.

Damn, regular homework can't hurt!

However, what Sun Wukong didn't expect was that Bai Yasha's eyes lit up when he heard her words, and he quickly took out a sack and put away the scattered books:

"Arhat Bodhisattva's hand-written scriptures, isn't this thing old and valuable?"

I... Sun Wukong looked at Bai Yasha with a twisted face.

She understood why Bai Yasha was so serious and responsible in Qianyan's eyes.

Good guy, this guy is also a natural capitalist!

When he finished collecting the scriptures, Bai Yasha put away the sack and said to Sun Wukong slightly strangely:

"Speaking of which, how did you come here, monkey? Why didn't we find you just now?"

"Yes…"

Sun Wukong just wanted to say something, and suddenly he understood something.

That bald donkey didn't want her to stop Shiroyasha, right?

So I gave her an early dismissal?

In this case, how could she not accept this kindness?

Thinking of this, the smile on Sun Wukong's face gradually distorted.

Seeing this, Bai Yasha was shocked: "What are you doing? Are you smiling so ugly?"

"It's nothing, this matter is not important." Sun Wukong waved his hand, and then said: "Instead, what are you doing here in the Mahavira Palace? Is it to steal something?"

Hearing this, Bai Yasha rolled his eyes and said, "It's funny, do rich people like us still need to steal?"

"I just saw you stealing..."

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, Bai Yasha covered his mouth again:

"low profile!"

Shiroyasha looked around for a while, then said:

"Aren't we worried that the merit box is too full to hold the treasure we gave to Buddha!"

"Do you still give gifts?" Sun Wukong's eyes widened: "The last time you visited me, you pulled 100 peach trees in my Huaguo Mountain!"

"Isn't it just 100 trees? We'll pay you!"

Bai Yasha said with a look of disgust, took out the sack, took out the scriptures and stuffed it into Sun Wukong's hands:

"Don't think too much, 100 peach trees are exchanged for a copy of the Bodhisattva's scriptures, you will make a lot of money!"

Sun Wukong's face suddenly distorted:

"You he…"

Bai Yasha suddenly glared at her: "You have become a Buddha, why are you still full of swear words?"

Sun Wukong's face darkened, and then he shook the technology in his hand and said:

"This **** was written by Fuhu Arhat, not a Bodhisattva!"

"..." Bai Yasha was silent for a moment, then suddenly serious: "This is not important!"

She said that she received the merit box into her gift card, and then took out a green leather plastic bucket with two black rollers underneath.

Just like that, she pushed the bucket to the original location of the merit box, then clapped her hands and said:

"Okay, the big gift is over, presumably that bald donkey will definitely like this thing very much."

Sun Wukong fell silent.

She looked at the green plastic bucket and always felt, how could it be so similar to the buckets she saw on the meditation streets in the East District when she descended to earth a year ago?

It seems that the only difference is that what he sees now is a bit cleaner than those buckets he sees on the roadside, right?

At least there's no **** in it...

Bai Yasha stretched: "ok, the work is done, how about we go for a drink now?"

"Let me tell you, in the bar on the lower floor, pets don't charge money."

Sun Wukong: "???"

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Inside Daleiyin Temple.

A huge lotus pedestal above the steps.

The Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva holding the jade bottle looked at the image reflected in the sky, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the one at the head:

"Buddha, is it really good to let them go like this?"

"No problem."

The golden Buddha smiled and said:

"This is just a trivial matter, don't need to worry about it, but this matter is not allowed to happen again, can you remember it?"

Numerous Buddhas and Bodhisattvas looked at the vajra in the hands of the golden Buddha, slowly showing out of their sleeves, and at the little toy that could make people's heads blossom at a glance, nodded 'seriously', and chanted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha!"

The big Buddha smiled and put away the vajra, showing a teachable expression.

Chapter 988 Problem Children

[1028] The outer door, the violet flower bar in the flower capital.

A female bartender in a tuxedo flamboyantly poured the prepared cocktail into a wine glass and placed it on the bar.

"Is this your first time, little brother?" The bartender with a wine set in it said with a smile.

"Well~" Su Jin answered while picking up the glass.

Seeing this, the bartender wasn't surprised, he just assumed that the man in front of him was a newcomer who came to the bar for the first time.

"Then, as an official at the bar, I'll give you some advice."