Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

The small temple next to the quicksand was expanded.

There is a new palace in the small temple, and the rolling curtain is enshrined in it.

After being hit by the flying sword today, he quickly dived into the Quicksand River. Now he was used to the pain of the flying sword piercing his chest, and he was also used to eating meat after being hit by the flying sword.

"Old Ni, have you seen the golden statue they made for me?" Juanlian said proudly. "I don't like it at all."

He said this, but he was still very happy in his heart.

"Lao Ni, what are your plans for the future?" Juanlian asked while chewing on a pig bone.

"What are you planning?" Old Loach gently turned the cooked pork. "Of course, I will achieve enlightenment and then go to my benefactor."

"What if your benefactor is unreliable?" Juanlian put down the bone and said. "Okay, okay, I won't say anything bad about your benefactor.

I have a great opportunity here."

"Is this what the traveler Shi Hui'an came to you to talk about a few days ago?" asked the old loach.

A few days ago, a fairy boy suddenly came and asked to see Juanlian by name.

Juanlian talked to him for a long time, but Old Loach didn't care about it and naturally didn't eavesdrop.

"That's right." Juanlian said with a smile. "Huian is the boy under the seat of Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara.

He told me that Bodhisattva Guanyin was looking for someone to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

If I am willing, he can say a few good words for me.

I am a person who is naturally seeking the scriptures. I will ask you to be my follower. When you have achieved your goal, wouldn't it be more honorable for you to meet your benefactor?"

"I won't go. But if you have this opportunity, you must seize it. I feel pain for you when I see the flying sword piercing your chest." Old Loach said seriously.

"You're my father, feel the pain for me!"

"I consider you a friend." Old Loach smiled shyly. "At most, I consider you a younger brother."

"Brother..." Juanlian was eating pork bones. A smile secretly appeared on his face.

A few days later, the traveler Hui'an came again, and the old loach was very happy to roll up the curtain.

But this time they seemed unhappy about the conversation.

When the traveler Hui'an left, the curtain-raiser did not see him off.

Old Loach was worried that Juanlian would get angry again, so he went to see Hui'an off.

Na Hui'an glanced at the old loach, and his eyes made the old loach feel a little scared.

"What is your name?"

"Little demon Ni Nian En."

"Nian'en?" Hui'an sneered and turned away.

Old Loach went back and saw Juanlian lying on the bed.

"Why don't you see them off?" Old Loach said dissatisfiedly.

"Why should I send him? They asked me to be their mount." Juanlian cursed in dissatisfaction. "How can I go?"

"Go ahead, it's better than being pierced by a flying sword in the chest!" Old Loach actually wanted to help him get Hui'an back.

"Come back, I feel pretty good here." Juanlian said with a smile. "Stew another pig for me."

"Eat, eat, eat!" Ni Nian'en said angrily. "Clean up this cave. I'll stew some pig for you! Think about it, a real man should be able to bend and stretch."

"Got it! Got it!" Juanlian got up and cleaned the cave.

"Clean carefully. Whether you are a demon or a human being, you must be clean." Old Loach instructed.

"That's a lot of nonsense, I get it."

Juanlian said a little impatiently.

Hui'an would naturally not let him be a mount, as he was a serious disciple of the pilgrim.

But Juanlian finally refused.

Because they didn't allow Old Loach to join. If it weren't for Old Loach, Juanlian would have joined without hesitation.

But since he met Old Loach, Juanlian had other ideas.

Be it a human or a demon!
Living a clean life makes you happy.

Another flying sword pierced his chest, and this time the power of the flying sword was particularly great. Juanlian fainted before he could hold on until the end.

He had a dream that the old loach became a Buddha.

Many people surrounded him, and Juanlian was squeezed in the crowd. He called out loudly to Old Loach, but Old Loach could not hear his shouts at all.

Finally, the old loach disappeared completely...

The roller blind was awakened.

"Water!" he cried weakly.

In the past, as soon as I woke up, Old Loach would bring me a bowl of broth.

He would then tell me the techniques to dodge the flying swords. Juanlian was annoyed at first, but later he realized that this old loach was caring about him.

But this time there was nothing...

Bloody smell!

Juanlian stood up with some worry, and followed the smell of blood to the surface of the Liusha River.

A loach about seven or eight feet long was floating on the water.

The loach has a bulge on its head, so it must be about to turn into a walking dragon.

But now he can't become a dragon because he is dead!

It is difficult for a feather to float in this 800-li quicksand river, but his body just floated there.

It looks so ridiculous...

“Ah, ah!!!” Juanlian screamed while holding the corpse, like a cub that lost its mother.

Boom! A bolt of lightning fell.

The small temple of the two of them was smashed to pieces.

There were two Taoists standing on the shore.

"I didn't expect there would be a monster."

"I'll kill him!"

"You! Why do you want to kill him!" The murderous aura in Juanlian's body seemed to be pressing down on him physically.

"He is so kind! So stupid! Why did you kill him!
Tell me! Tell me!
Doesn’t the godly law say that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil? He saved so many people!
He made it so that no one could be drowned in this quicksand river! But he died!

Why!"

A Zen stick appeared in Juanlian's hand.

He killed one of the Taoist priests, and the remaining one tried to escape, but he cut off one of his legs.

He walked up to the Taoist priest and pulled off his arm.

He opened his mouth, ready to eat the creature alive, but he saw the dead body of the old loach again.

"Ah! Ah! Why!" Juanlian roared.

The Taoist priest was frightened to death.

Juanlian held the old loach's body and sank to the bottom of the quicksand river.

After that day, the two river gods who saved people were missing from the Liusha River, and a demon who specialized in killing Taoist priests was added.

Thousands of miles away, Hui'an bowed and saluted.

"The disciple has caused trouble for the Bodhisattva."

"Buddha, please have mercy on us. Please send those two people into reincarnation yourself." Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara said with compassion.

"Disciple will not make mistakes again."

"That's very good." Bodhisattva Guanyin held the soul of a loach in his hand.

She flicked it lightly and the loach was scared to death.

"Amitabha, the pilgrimage to the West can save all living beings. Even though you, a loach, are dead, you still have some merit."

They are all scared to death, what merit is there!

Juanlian was numbly pierced through the chest by the flying sword.

I returned to the cave numbly, which was already filthy.

Juanlian finally got up and cleaned up.

"Whether you are a human or a demon, you must be clean." After saying this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and around Juanlian's neck hung a chain made of human heads. These were the heads of Taoist priests who had passed by.

No Taoist priest can fly across the Quicksand River!

Originally, this rolling curtain was not within Zhang Qingdi's consideration. He was planning to let Zhu Ganglie be the internal support.

But Zhu Ganglie never responded.

He decided to try the roller blind.

To be honest, Zhang Qingdi really doesn't like the guy who rolls up the door curtain.

However, the old monk said that the old loach had become good friends with Juanlian, so Zhang Qingdi decided to come over and take a look at the situation.

In the past ten years, many people drowned in the Liusha River because it no longer had the protection of the river god. The nearby Liusha Town was also deserted, and the townspeople went to make a living elsewhere.

Zhang Qingdi frowned slightly as he looked at the scene in front of him.

He went straight to the Liusha River. Today was the day for the sword to be drawn.

The flying sword was whizzing!

Zhang Qingdi enjoyed watching it very much...

Juanlian glanced at Zhang Qingdi with resentment, and Zhang Qingdi was ready to have a friendly exchange with him.

"It seems like you are enjoying it." Zhang Qingdi said.

The man rushed towards Zhang Qingdi regardless of the wounds on his body.

It was more like he was asking for death.

With the intention of curing the disease and saving lives, Zhang Qingdi knocked the rolling curtain over with one punch.

"By the way, where is the old loach in the sand river?" Zhang Qingdi asked. "You better not hurt him, or you won't have to pierce his chest with a flying sword in the future."

"Do you recognize him?"

"Nonsense! If it weren't for me, it's hard to say whether he would be alive today."

"Wow, wow, wow, so you are the benefactor he was talking about." Juanlian burst into tears.

"Why don't you take him away? Why?"

"I'm telling you, don't think you can yell at me just because I look sad." Zhang Qingdi shouted impatiently. "And, where is he?"

From the last four words, one can clearly hear Zhang Qingdi’s murderous intent.

"he died!"

"How did he die?" Zhang Qingdi frowned slightly.

Of course, he would not always pay attention to the old loach, but sometimes when he passed by here and saw the old loach busy saving people, he still felt that he was helping the right goblin.

"They killed him!" Juanlian pointed at the two heads on the skull necklace around his neck.

"Why did these two guys kill him?" Zhang Qingdi felt that there was a conspiracy for some reason.

Roller blinds don’t know…

"You didn't ask."

"What are you asking? It's just about slaying demons and exorcising monsters."

"Have you caused trouble to the local area?" asked Zhang Qingdi.

"Don't humiliate him like this!"

"Don't fucking yell at me." Zhang Qingdi punched Juanlian angrily.

Who are you and?
"Emperor Zhang Qing! Kill me if you dare!" Juanlian shouted.

It's obvious that this guy really doesn't want to live anymore.

“Dirty hands.”

Just two words broke the curtain's defense.

He screamed and wanted to fight to the death with Zhang Qingdi, but was persuaded by Zhang Qingdi's elegant and easy-going punch.

"He's dead! Did you know that?" Juanlian cried with a bruised face.

"Tell me what happened."

"What happened?"

"If you don't want to be punched again, talk to me nicely."

Juanlian recalled and actually started talking from the time when he was demoted to the mortal world.

"Start from the time when that old loach died! Why don't you start from your ascension to heaven?" Zhang Qingdi had no patience to listen to these things.

"Before and after his death?" Juanlian recalled. "During that time, the people around here built a temple for the two of us.

The traveler Hui'an told me that I had the opportunity to become a pilgrim.

I wanted him to join, but Hui'an said he was not qualified.

So I refused. You don't think Hui An did it, how could it be possible!

There are so many people vying for the qualification to be a pilgrim, they came to me because they saw how pitiful I was when I was pierced through the chest by a flying sword. "

"If this flying sword pierces your chest, can it also make your brain stupid?"

One sentence broke Juanlian's defense again... (End of this chapter)