We promised to develop a game of elimination, but what the hell is going on with Havoc in Heaven?

Lin Xiao was taken aback by Tang Sanzang's question. She blinked, glanced at Tang Sanzang's serious expression, then at Sun Wukong on the tree who looked indifferent, and fell into thought.

Although she was unclear about the specific details, Sun Wukong's description seemed to be quite similar to the original story. If that was the case, then she didn't think Sun Wukong was wrong.

Lin Xiao replied with a smile, "What Elder Tang said makes sense. It's a good thing for monks to be compassionate, but we have to see who the object of our compassion is. There are some people we just can't talk to about compassion."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong scoffed, jumped down from the tree, and squatted down in front of Tang Sanzang: "Look at you, monk, even a little girl understands this principle, but you don't. You've wasted all those years studying Buddhism."

Tang Sanzang frowned and said, "But Great Sage, your strength is boundless, so you must have a better way to solve this problem than to kill people."

"Elder Tang."

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Lin Xiao spoke again, saying:
"Let's not even talk about whether the Great Sage has any other better solutions. Even if he does, why should we use them? As the saying goes, a life for a life is a matter of course."

“Those people deserved their fate. Our Great Tang Dynasty has laws against such crimes. How many lives have they taken? If we let them go, wouldn’t that just let them harm even more people?”

"Elder Tang, think about it. If our Great Tang Dynasty were to follow your advice and even turn a blind eye to murderers, what kind of chaos would the world become? Compassion in Buddhism is certainly a good thing, but it is not suitable for this world. Besides, even in Buddhism, there are wrathful deities."

Tang Sanzang was startled by what he heard. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Even he felt that Lin Xiao's words made sense at this moment.

But if that's the case.

Doesn't that mean that the Buddhism he has been studying all along has been wrong?

Tang Sanzang closed his eyes, ceasing his argument. His mind was in complete chaos. He clasped his hands together and uttered a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha."

He didn't start to doubt Buddhism because of this, but there were some things he couldn't understand.

Lin Xiao smiled when she saw Tang Sanzang's appearance.

Although many people who read "Journey to the West" dislike Tang Sanzang, thinking him foolish and unaware of his own stupidity, and how many foolish things he did on his journey to the West.

However, in Lin Xiao's view, Tang Sanzang may be foolish, but this kind of foolishness can still be taught.

Seeing that Tang Sanzang had been persuaded, Sun Wukong's face was full of pride, and he jumped down from the tree.

“Alright, we’ve rested enough. Now that Lin’s here, it’s time for us to continue our journey. I’ve already scouted ahead, and there’s a Zen temple not far ahead. We can stay there for the night,” Sun Wukong said.

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang came to his senses, and his expression turned somewhat surprised: "Great Sage, you were just here studying with me and never left. How did you know there was a Zen temple ahead?"

"Hahaha, monk, I, Old Sun, am very capable. Even without taking a single step, I have many ways to know what's going on ahead," Sun Wukong laughed heartily.

The viewers in the live stream burst into laughter upon seeing this.

[Please, my Great Sage could just throw a hair at us and create a clone to know what's going on ahead, okay? Tang Sanzang knows nothing about the Great Sage's abilities!]

[Why make it so complicated? The Great Sage has read Journey to the West, you know! After the White Dragon Horse, how could he not know what's next?]

[That's Guanyin Temple ahead! Elder Jinchi! The Black Bear Spirit! Stealing the cassock and all! I wonder how the Great Sage will react after he finds out the plot!]

[Aaaaah! I didn't see them defeat the bandits and subdue the White Dragon Horse, it's all the streamer's fault...]

[Shut upstairs! You can't criticize this streamer, you can only praise them! If you get criticized, they'll hold you responsible after the stream ends!]

[Exactly! If Boss Lin goes offline, can you take responsibility for this?!]

[The streamer is rich and capricious, and you're still criticizing her, expecting her to find an excuse to end the broadcast?]

The live chat immediately erupted in chaos.

But Lin Xiao didn't care at all.

Tang Sanzang was deeply impressed by Sun Wukong's words, mounted the white dragon horse, and prepared to set off.

Lin Xiao also rode the black horse that the Jinghe Dragon King had transformed into. Although she could fly, why not ride it when there was something to ride?

When Tang Sanzang learned that there was a Zen temple ahead, he was overjoyed. He was feeling lost at the moment, and when he stayed there, he could discuss Buddhism with the masters in the temple.

Sun Wukong immediately saw through Tang Sanzang's thoughts and felt a little amused, but he didn't say anything.

The group did not walk for long before arriving at a very grand Zen temple with red walls and glazed tiles, and the four golden characters "Guanyin Zen Temple" above the gate.

It is obvious that this is a temple dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Tang Sanzang and his companions entered smoothly without any hindrance.

Upon arriving at the main hall, Tang Sanzang found a kneeling cushion and began to kneel and worship the golden statue of Guanyin, while Lin Xiao and Sun Wukong did not pay much attention.

Lin Xiao looked at Sun Wukong and felt very curious. Sun Wukong, who was familiar with the plot, would do something after arriving at Guanyin Temple.

"Monk, what do you think of this place?" Sun Wukong asked after Tang Sanzang finished kneeling and bowing.

"This place is blessed with natural beauty and abundant incense offerings; it must be a treasure land. The temple here must also be a famous one, renowned far and wide. I really want to exchange Buddhist teachings with the abbot here as soon as possible," Tang Sanzang said without hesitation.

He believed that the abbot of such a temple must be a highly accomplished and enlightened monk who could surely resolve his doubts.

"A place of outstanding natural beauty? A place of flourishing incense offerings? A famous temple?" Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Haha, don't judge a book by its cover, monk. I'll bet you, this temple isn't as simple as it seems. If you want the abbot to answer your questions, you're really indulging in wishful thinking."

Tang Sanzang was puzzled upon hearing this, not understanding why Sun Wukong said that.

Sun Wukong didn't explain, but with a slight cast of magic, the bell above the main hall was struck.

The entire temple heard it clearly. Many monks in the temple were startled, not understanding why the bell was ringing. They quickly put down what they were doing and began to rush towards the main hall.

An old monk wearing a brocade kasaya and a Vairocana hat also heard the voice, paused slightly, walked out of the room and walked towards this side. This person was Elder Jinchi.

Who is ringing the bell?

"Who's ringing the bell?"

Many monks shouted as they rushed over.

"Who is banging and striking things here? What kind of behavior is this?"

Elder Jinchi also walked this way, not forgetting to speak sternly.

When they arrived at the main hall and saw Sun Wukong, they were all startled.

When they saw Lin Xiao, they were equally stunned by his beauty. Tang Sanzang, on the other hand, seemed rather ordinary.

After all, this is a temple, and the last thing it has in abundance is monks.

"Who are you? Why are you trespassing into Guanyin Temple? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Bodhisattva?" Elder Jinchi looked at Sun Wukong's hairy face and thunder god-like mouth with great fear.

"Haha, I am Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven from the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain. Let alone a small Guanyin Temple, even the Bodhisattva herself would have to give me some respect." Sun Wukong looked at Elder Jinchi and chuckled.

"Elder, I am Xuanzang, a pilgrim from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, on my way to the Western Paradise to seek Buddhist scriptures. This is Princess Tang's Fourth Princess, who is passing through your esteemed place and wishes to rest at your temple tonight. Is that alright?" Tang Sanzang bowed in a Buddhist gesture.

"I see." Elder Jinchi was dazed, but somewhat surprised.

The reason is simply because these people have incredibly powerful backgrounds, each one more impressive than the last.

There's no need to elaborate on Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven from the Water Curtain Cave of Flower and Fruit Mountain. Even he himself had heard of him. It's no exaggeration to say that even the Bodhisattva himself would give him some leeway.

The other two also came from the Tang Dynasty in the East; they were probably monks from the Tang Dynasty. The third one was even more extraordinary—she was actually a princess from the Tang Dynasty!
Not only Elder Jinchi, but the other monks in the temple were also shocked by the way Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang looked at them.

"It's no problem at all for just one night's lodging. In fact, it's an honor for our temple. Hurry up and prepare a fine meditation room for our distinguished guest," Elder Jinchi said, bowing. He then turned to the monks beside him and added, "I am honored to have you here."

"Yes." Several monks, upon hearing the order, hurriedly ran off to prepare rooms.

"Thank you, Elder. May I ask your Dharma name?" Tang Sanzang asked.

“This humble monk is Jinchi, the abbot of this monastery. Greetings, Holy Monk,” Elder Jinchi replied. He then quickly added, “This is not the place to talk. Please, Great Sage, Holy Monk, and Princess, follow me.”

Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, and Chen Xiao naturally had no objections. Elder Jinchi led the way, and the group followed him to their guest rooms.

As a Zen monastery, it is indeed grand and imposing.

Sun Wukong looked around, grinning from ear to ear, but Lin Xiao didn't seem to care at all.

Soon, Elder Jinchi prepared food and tea for the three of them and brought them up.

Looking at the utensils in front of him, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but exclaim, "What wonderful utensils! What wonderful utensils! Truly, delicious food served in beautiful dishes!"

"You flatter me, you flatter me." Elder Jinchi said modestly, but he couldn't hide the smugness on his face. He glanced at Sun Wukong and Lin Xiao, and seeing that they didn't react, he continued to ask Tang Sanzang beside him, "Holy monk, you come from a great country. Did you bring any treasures with you? Please allow this humble monk to feast his eyes on them."

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "Although I have just come from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, the journey has been long and I have not brought any treasures with me."

"Hahaha, monk, what are you saying?" Sun Wukong interrupted Tang Sanzang, saying from the side, "Don't you have the cassock bestowed by Guanyin in your baggage? Isn't that a treasure? Why don't you take it out and show it to this elder?"

"What? A robe bestowed by the Bodhisattva?" Elder Jinchi was so shocked upon hearing this that he stood up from his seat.

Tang Sanzang frowned, not understanding why the Great Sage was saying these things. Looking at the Great Sage's playful expression, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao understood. Although Da Sheng knew the script, he was still going to act according to it.

This is normal, after all, there are eighty-one tribulations, and you can't get the true scriptures if you skip even one. Even if Tang Sanzang wanted to avoid them, he couldn't.

"Since the Great Sage has said so, why doesn't the Holy Monk take it out for us to see?" Elder Jinchi urged anxiously.

Although he had accumulated dozens of cabinets of robes over the years, this was a robe bestowed by Guanyin Bodhisattva. What monk could resist such temptation?

The fact that there were dozens of cabinets full of robes shows that Elder Jinchi was extremely fond of robes.

"This..." Tang Sanzang hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about it, he finally sighed and said, "Since that's the case, then alright, I'll go and take it to the elder for a look."

After saying that, he walked towards his luggage and prepared to take out his cassock.

[It's here! The Brocade Robe dungeon is now open!]

[Hahaha, it has to be the Monkey King! Trying to slip through unnoticed? Absolutely not!]

[Speaking of which, this is the Guanyin Temple! I wonder what Guanyin herself would think if she saw her abbot stealing the robe she had given him out of greed.]

The person upstairs didn't read "Journey to the West" at all, but it's okay, you'll find out soon enough!

Don't forget about the Black Bear Spirit too.

The live-streamed class chat was also very lively.

Just then, Tang Sanzang took out his cassock, shook it in the air, and instantly, a rosy glow spread across the main hall, and the sound of Buddhist chants was faint, as if the entire guest room was illuminated.

Elder Jinchi was astonished. He swallowed hard, his face flushed red, and his fingertips dug deep into his palms.

He couldn't help but step forward, repeatedly praising, "Truly worthy of being a high-ranking monk of the Tang Dynasty, truly worthy of the robe bestowed by the Bodhisattva, indeed a treasure!"

"Not at all, not at all," Tang Sanzang said modestly.

"It's just that this old monk's eyesight is failing, and I can hardly see clearly," Elder Jinchi said.

"This disciple will turn on the lamp now so that you, Elder, can examine it carefully," Tang Sanzang replied.

“Please wait a moment, Holy Monk. This treasure is very bright and dazzling under the lamplight. Wouldn’t that make it even harder to see?” Elder Jinchi said.

"This... then Elder, what should we do?" Tang Sanzang asked in confusion.

"I wonder if the Holy Monk would allow me to take it back to my room and examine it carefully for one night? I will return it to you early tomorrow morning. What do you think?" Elder Jinchi asked.

"This..." Tang Sanzang hesitated for a moment. He glanced at Sun Wukong, then at Lin Xiao. Seeing that neither of them intended to speak, he could only nod helplessly: "Alright."

Sun Wukong and Lin Xiao never really intended to get involved in this matter.

Especially Sun Wukong, after starting the trouble, he completely ignored it and just watched the show, since they all knew what was going on.

The two simply sat to the side and chatted quietly.

As they chatted, Lin Xiao suddenly asked, "Great Sage, now that Jin Chi knows the cassock was a gift from Guanyin Bodhisattva, and with you here, Great Sage, he certainly wouldn't dare to covet the cassock like in the original story, right? I think there's a good chance he honestly returned it to us the next day."

"Hehe." Sun Wukong chuckled upon hearing this and said, "That's not necessarily true. Lin girl, do you know what the most terrifying emotion in the world is? Greed. If a person is greedy enough, then... there's nothing they won't do."

(End of this chapter)