Journey to the West: Monks do not tell lies, they only rob

Chapter 322 Above the Hall

"Xuanzang, you've worked hard."

Tathagata opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was like a loud bell, going straight into the ears and making people tremble.

“Not bitter, not bitter.”

Tang Shan lowered her eyebrows and looked submissive, her fingertips nervously stirring the corner of her clothes.

Knowing that it is hard, you still let her go and get it. How hypocritical.

Tathagata lowered his eyes with satisfaction. It seemed that after this trip, his mood had calmed down a lot.

Guanyin on the side sneered. Of course, he was not suffering, but the ones who suffered were the gods who were protecting him.

Fortunately, everything is finally settled now, and I don’t have to deal with Tang Seng and his disciples anymore.

Thinking of this, her anger subsided a little.

Tathagata: "The Eastern Land where the Tang Emperor resides belongs to Jambudvīpa. It is vast and rich in resources, but it is filled with greedy, lustful, and murderous people. They have committed countless sins and are filled with evil... I will omit a thousand words of complaints here..."

"Yes, yes, yes." Tang Shan responded, but rolled her eyes in her heart.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty was a brilliant and dazzling existence in the long river of history, but in his mouth it sounded like an endless purgatory.

The Southern Continent is not good, but the Western Continent is good. It is full of monsters that eat people without leaving any bones.

Wukong asked quietly, "Master, what are you mumbling about in private?"

"Ok?"

Tathagata suddenly stopped, dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes. It was the first time someone dared to ignore him and speak.

"Don't blame me, Tathagata. Wukong said everything you said is correct."

Tang Shan quickly tried to make amends, but Wukong bared his big white teeth and said, "Right, right."

"Therefore, I now grant you the Tripitaka of the Dharma, the Abhidharma, and the Sutra, with which you can discuss the heavens and the earth and save ghosts. There are thirty-five volumes in total, totaling fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four volumes."

"Huh? So many?"

Tang Shan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, wondering if Xiaobai could carry such a heavy load.

After all, the treasures and gold that had been looted along the way added up to a considerable amount.

"Hmm?" Tathagata frowned. He had heard of people complaining that the scriptures were too few, but he didn't expect that there would be a holy monk who complained that the scriptures were too many.

Guanyin glanced at Tang Shan sideways, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised, "Go on, tell me more, let Tathagata see what you really look like."

He is outspoken, vulgar, and bullies men and women!

"Not much, not much, hehe." Bajie seized the opportunity to show his face.

Tang Shan was inexplicably angry and just sat there mumbling "hmm hmm" all day long, letting others do the work and taking all the credit and merit on himself.

What are you talking about whether other regions are bad or not? If they were not bad, why would anyone believe in these gods and Buddhas who are so high and mighty and don’t see the sufferings of life?

To put it nicely, it is their generosity and kindness that bestowed upon us the Mahayana Dharma to help us overcome the sufferings of life.

To put it bluntly, they are just taking the opportunity to expand their influence to the four continents.

In the end, the Buddha took all the honor and glory.

Tathagata was still chattering non-stop. Tang Shan's eyes showed impatience and she began to look around. Soon she saw Guanyin standing next to Tathagata.

Among the numerous Arhats and immortals, this is the only familiar person I know.

Tang Shan raised her eyebrows at Guanyin, raised the corners of her mouth, and blinked a few times in a friendly manner.

Lao Guan, can we find a place to get together after the meeting?

Guanyin glanced at him coldly, pretending not to know, and looked away expressionlessly, with a serious demeanor.

She really underestimated the madman Tang Seng. In the palace, in front of Tathagata, he dared to make faces and act so unmannerly.

"Oh~" Tang Shan sighed in frustration. She wanted to get off work. When would the meeting and scolding be over?

She finally understood why she was dressed as a cicada, because everyone was suffering the same!

Forget it, one of the leadership skills is: if you have something to say, you can’t say it briefly, you have to make it long and boring.

Finally, after countless rounds of bombardment, my ears heard a heavenly voice: "Anan, Jiaye, you two lead the master and his disciples to the Zhenlou. After a meal, open the treasure pavilion and hand over the scriptures. The matter will be completed."

Tang Shan was drowsy. Upon hearing this, she almost wanted to kneel down and shout, "The emperor's grace is so great! Long live the emperor!"