After arranging the monks to prepare the vegetarian meal, a monk replied softly: "My place is a foreign county in India, and it is Kim Pinfu."

Tang Monk nodded and then asked, "How far is the place to Lingshan?"

The monks looked at each other and shook their heads.

"We have never walked to Lingshan. We don't know how many roads we have left, so we dare not answer absurdly, but there are more than 2,000 miles to the king here."

When Tang Seng heard this, he felt something in his heart.

The King of India is the last fairy, and the Jade Rabbit Fairy is also a difficult situation.

As the few people were talking, they saw monks coming around, gathering around to watch.

"Wow! This is a Chinese character. It turns out that there are handsome people and ugly people in China."

"That handsome man is really handsome, like a living Buddha descending to earth."

"That ugly is unbearable, it looks very weird."

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Listening to the faint screams, Tang Monk smiled slightly, but Sun Wukong and the other two were quite depressed.

Although I have experienced many such scenes along the way, I have never been so exaggerated in front of me.

The monks in the distance really regarded them as alien species.

"Don't blame me, elders, this place is highly praised by the great powers of China, so I'm especially curious."

Seeing the expressions of Sun Wukong and others, the abbot who walked out said softly.

"It's okay! I've gotten used to it all the way."

Tang Monk smiled slightly, but didn't care.

When I was young, monks brought vegetarian food.

"There will be a lantern festival in the city tomorrow. It would be better for the teacher to stay for a day or two before leaving."

As if he had thought of something, the abbot said enthusiastically to Tang Monk.

Tang Monk was slightly stunned, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He remembered that in the original work, the Jinping Mansion was captured by the Lantern Festival, and then Tang Seng was captured by the rhino spirit. Unexpectedly, there was also a Lantern Festival now.

Zhu Bajie, who was eating food in big mouthfuls, suddenly his eyes lit up when he heard this.

The Lantern Festival is a very lively show when you hear it, and maybe there are some delicious and fun things to do.

Although he had already made some confusion in his heart, Tang Seng still asked in confusion: "I wonder what lantern festival is?"

"It coincides with the birth of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and the inherent lantern festival, don't the teacher know?"

After saying that, the abbot looked at Tang Monk with confusion.

Everyone is a Buddhist, how could he even forget the birth of the Bodhisattva?

Tang Monk was depressed?       Ghost knows when Manjushri Bodhisattva will be born.

He is not as strong as him, and there is no holiday yet.

Maybe the system detected that he was powerful? The birth of these little shrimps has been automatically ignored.

After all, even if you give something, there will definitely be nothing good to do.

Tang Monk sighed and responded helplessly: "I only know that there are mountains and water on the road. I am afraid that it will be a monster or a demon? I missed all the time? How can I know how tonight is?"

"The teacher has been in a difficult journey, so it should be like this!"

The abbot nodded? He agreed quite well, and then said again: "I am a good thing here? The prefect of our prefect loves the people. All the places are high in lights, and the flutes are all night long? There is also a golden lamp bridge? It is passed down from ancient times? It is still abundant today? The man has lived with him for several days, and I can afford it."

Zhu Bajie was listening next to him? He was already very excited? He looked at Tang Monk with his eyes.

Listening to this scene? There must be many delicious food and drinks.

Seeing that the time is almost done? Tang Monk bowed his hands? He had no choice but to agree.

Compared to Tang Monk's depression, the monks around him looked happy? Of course, Zhu Bajie was the happiest person.

When he first walked into the temple, Zhu Bajie thought about how he would stay this time, but he didn't expect that the master agreed to stay for a few days in a blink of an eye.

Things that are happy?                                                                                                                             

Monk Sha naturally had no objection to Tang Monk's suggestion. Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a strange color? But he didn't say anything.

After having a good vegetarian meal, Tang Seng and his disciples stayed in Ciyun Temple, while Zhu Bajie ran out excitedly.

There are so big markets outside, there are so many things I have never seen before, so I am naturally very curious.

That night, the bells and drums in the Buddhist temple were loud, but the believers from the neighbors came to send lanterns to offer Buddha.

Tang Monk sat in the hall to meditate, and Zhu Bajie was naturally wandering outside again.

The next day, just as the genius was dawn, and a sound of celebration came from afar.

"Master! Aren't we going to visit Kim Pyeong Mansion?"

Zhu Bajie, who woke up during the practice, quickly asked softly at Tang Monk beside him.

"Go to work!"

Tang Monk, who had not even looked back, responded faintly.

"oh!"

Although he couldn't go immediately, Zhu Bajie was still quite happy.

The monk Sha who was sitting upright not far away opened his eyes, and a bright color flashed in his eyes.

I went shopping at work, and it seemed that the master had something to do again.

With Zhu Bajie's expectation, it was finally time to go to work.

A group of four walked out of Ciyun Temple and saw lanterns hanging high outside, with festive people everywhere.

Stepping into the city, the six streets are Xiaogu, the moon of the moon in the gates, and the fragrance of thousands of households.

Everyone likes to listen to music, carriages and horses, and they can’t see all the flowers and jade appearances, and the heroes and the beautiful scenery is endless.

"Tsk tsk! It's worthy of being a territory near Lingshan."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Sun Wukong's eyes were shocked.

The monk Sha next to him was also amazing.

Compared with the Kanto wing outside the city, this place is more prosperous and has a strong Buddhist atmosphere.

Zhu Bajie didn’t have time to sigh. He looked around and looked around and was very busy.

Although the people around him saw the appearance of Sun Wukong and others, they were only slightly shocked and did not pay much attention.

Today is the birth of the Bodhisattva, and the focus is not on Zhu Bajie and others.

The four masters and apprentices enjoyed it for a day, and it was finally evening.

The monks and disciples of Tang went to enjoy the lanterns together with the monks of Ciyun Temple.

Lanterns hang on the bustling city, singing scriptures together.

I saw the lights on the six streets and three cities again, and the sky was rising.

The moon was like Feng Yi pushing onto a rotten silver plate, and the lamp was like a fairy woven into a brocade on the floor.

The lights reflect the moon, double the light; the moon shines on the lights, adds great brilliance.

I can’t see the iron locked star bridge, and I can’t see the lights and fire trees.

Thousands of lights and towers, tens of miles of clouds and mists.

That wall hut was flying over; this wall hut was passing by with fragrant carriages.

Looking at the red makeup building, leaning against the railing, passing through the curtain, shoulders, and holding hands, the two beautiful women were greedy for joy.

Beside the Green Water Bridge, there are noisy, clusters of flowers, drunk, smiling, and the tourists play the game.

The flutes and drums in the city were clamoring, and the music and singing were constantly all night.

Several people walked up the Golden Lantern Bridge, but there were three golden lamps.

The lamp was as big as a tank, and it shone on the exquisite attic, with thin glass sheets inside.

The light of the moon, the oil is fragrant, and it is very extraordinary.

"What kind of oil is this? Is this strange phenomenon so exciting?"

Zhu Bajie, who came forward, was shocked and suspicious.

After saying that, he even swallowed a lot.

No wonder so many fairies in Lingshan like to steal sesame oil. This tastes really good.

Zhu Bajie touched his chin and wondered whether he wanted to try it too.

I have eaten a lot of food, but I don’t seem to have eaten sesame oil.
Chapter completed!