Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 415: You have a problem? Come to my boss
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The Buddha's light comes from the west and illuminates the world.

Bodhisattva Lingji descended on Lingfeng Temple, looking at the drifting blood mist with a grim expression, and then shifted his gaze to An Yan and his group.

The edgeless giant sword turned into a whisk and was held in An Yan's hand. Then he looked at Lingji Bodhisattva with a smile, "I didn't know the Bodhisattva was coming. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."

"Buddha, the wind was so strong that I couldn't hear you clearly. What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Lingji Bodhisattva became even more angry. Is this a lie?
Can't hear? A Golden Immortal can't hear?

Look at the way Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie are laughing, even they don’t believe it.

I had heard that this An was difficult to deal with, and today I saw that he was indeed so. Lingji Bodhisattva said with a fake smile: "It is better to meet in person than to hear about him. I cannot accept your gift."

People respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet.

Since Lingji Bodhisattva doesn't smile at me, An Yan will naturally not try to please him. Even Guanyin can't do anything to me, so why should I be afraid of you, Lingji?

"I, Tang Sanzang, pay my respects to Lingji Bodhisattva."

With the death of the Yellow Wind Monster, Tang Sanzang, who had regained the ability to speak, also walked forward and broke the subtle and tense atmosphere between the two.

Seeing Tang Sanzang, Lingji Bodhisattva's expression was much more relaxed. After all, he was Tathagata's second disciple. After achieving success in the future, his status in Buddhism would definitely not be low. He nodded and said, "Sanzang, did that evildoer hurt you?"

"Thank you for your concern, Bodhisattva. Fortunately An Yan arrived in time, otherwise I would have been taken away by that monster to make elixirs." Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together, which was also a disguised way of exonerating An Yan.

Lingji Bodhisattva, whose expression had originally eased a lot, darkened again upon hearing this. "Amitabha! Sanzang, do you know the origin of this Yellow Wind Monster?"

It seemed like he was talking to Tang Sanzang, but actually he was talking to An Yan.

An Yan, who already knew the origin of the Yellow Wind Monster, curled his lips, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of scalding water.

Tang Sanzang folded his hands and said, "I don't know."

Bodhisattva Lingji said: "The Yellow Wind Monster was originally a yellow-haired marten at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. It was discovered by the Tathagata Buddha because it stole the oil from the Buddha's lamp."

"The Buddha was merciful and saw that this yellow-haired mink did not deserve the death penalty, so he allowed me to let him go and live in seclusion in the mountains."

"Returning to the mountains in seclusion? I think they are letting things take their own course." An Yan said sarcastically, "I wonder if the Bodhisattva has ever been to the Yellow Wind Cave. There are so many bones everywhere. I don't know how many people died at the hands of the Yellow Wind Monster."

"That should be left to the Buddha to decide!"

Bodhisattva Lingji glanced at Anyan and said without hesitation.

"Then put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right away, right?" An Yan's tone was full of sarcasm as he looked directly at Lingji Bodhisattva.

"It is the greatest virtue to know one's mistakes and correct them!" Lingji Bodhisattva did not deny it, and put his palms together in a compassionate manner and said, "Killing will only increase the sins of killing. If you can turn back and benefit the world, your merits are immeasurable."

"What a big joke!"

“Who gives those who were killed a second chance?”

If Lingji Bodhisattva was a little tougher, An Yan wouldn't feel so annoyed. If they wanted to cover up for him, then just do it. Why would they say so much nonsense?

Being a whore and being a virgin at the same time, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

Bodhisattva Lingji did not answer, but looked at An Yan and said, "Donor An, you have too strong a murderous nature, which may be detrimental to your practice."

"Why don't you follow me back to Xiaoxumi Mountain and practice meditation with me."

However, at this moment, Tang Sanzang stood in front of An Yan and looked up at Lingji Bodhisattva, "Bodhisattva, I also think that the Yellow Wind Monster should be killed."

"Hahaha, Bodhisattva, does Sanzang want to go to meditation with you?" An Yan laughed.

Lingji Bodhisattva's face became even uglier, and he finally understood why Guanyin wanted to quit.

He took a deep breath and looked at An Yan again. Seeing that the latter had no respect for Buddha at all, and then looking at the current Tang Sanzang, he came to a conclusion.

This kid is a big disaster!
In that case, let him be the bad guy for once.

Having made up his mind, Lingji Bodhisattva said calmly: "Sanzang, you are obsessed with appearances. The Buddha will make the final decision on whether to kill or not."

"For the sake of the prosperity of Buddhism, Mr. An, please come with me."

Having said that, without further ado, he opened one of his clasped hands and reached out to grab An Yan.

This capture was not only to avenge his personal grudge of having his merits and fortune taken away, but also to clear the obstacles to the prosperity of Buddhism.

With the white jade-like palm pressing down, the lines on it were clearly visible, like ravines and gullies in the mountains and rivers, revealing a world of mountains and rivers rumbling down.

A powerful Daluo may not take action at all, but once he does, his action will be earth-shattering.

In an era when saints did not appear and quasi-saints were in seclusion, Daluo was already the top force in the world.

"Master!"

"Angel!"

Xiong Bin, Ao Lie and the others did not hesitate and stood on the same front with their master. Although Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie hesitated for a moment, they still stood up.

They didn't believe it. Did Lingji really dare to kill them?
"Buddha!"

Tang Sanzang was also shocked. He didn't expect that Lingji Bodhisattva would actually try to capture An Yan.

Just for a damn yellow wind monster?
Recalling the old monk and the young monk who died in front of him, Tang Sanzang tightly grasped the Nine-ring Staff and stood with An Yan with a firm gaze.

If what An Yan did was not right? Then what was right?
Upon seeing this, Bodhisattva Lingji became even more determined to get rid of the disease before it became too serious.

The world of mountains and rivers continued to fall.

The guards in the city looked at the vast mountains and rivers covering them, and despair appeared in their eyes.

This is beyond human power!
An Yan's pupils shrank and he cursed in his heart. If he couldn't win the argument, he would just fight. Now he looked tough.

Similarly, Tang Sanzang and their choices also brought a warm feeling to An Yan's heart.

Facing Daluo's attack, An Yan's face was calm and composed. He looked up at the world of mountains and rivers pressing down on him and straightened his chest. "Buddha, do you have any questions? Go talk to my boss!"

"My boss lives in the thirty-third heaven!"

Thirty-third heaven!
Bodhisattva Lingji finally showed some emotion, and then he chuckled and said, "Donor An, I have no ill intentions. I just want to invite you to visit Xiaoxumi Mountain."

The world of mountains and rivers continued to press down, and he was gambling.

An Yan is also gambling.

A ray of green light shot out from the eastern sky, accompanied by a voice.

"Then I, the Taoist priest, would also like to invite you to visit my Tushita Palace."

"What?!!"

After hearing the words coming from the sky and sensing the power contained in the green light, Lingji Pu's face finally showed panic.

How proud he was just now, how miserable he is now.

"Please show mercy, Great Lord!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had arrived a long time ago, originally wanted to use Lingji to get rid of An Yan, but she didn't expect that Tai Shang would take it so seriously. She could not sit still any longer, her face changed drastically, and she took out the Jade Bottle to try to stop the green light.

However, the power of a quasi-saint is not even a little bit different from that of a Daluo.

The green light bypassed the jade bottle, silently broke through the world of mountains and rivers, turned into a rope, directly tied up Lingji Bodhisattva, and then took him to the thirty-third heaven.

As for Guanyin's words, Tai Shang simply ignored them.

I give you face, you have to continue.

Even if I don't give you face, you have to continue.

This is a warning!
Guanyin Bodhisattva took back the jade bottle and her face looked extremely bad.

Lingji was captured, this is a big deal. At this moment, she could not care about Tang Sanzang. As for the upper thirty-three heavens to ask for people, she did not dare to go, so she could only hurry to find the Tathagata Buddha. Now, the only one who can save Lingji Bodhisattva is the Tathagata Buddha.

The night sky was filled with stars again and peace returned.

An Yan's mouth corners raised, his eyes sparkling, at this moment he just wanted to yell, "That's awesome!"

Lingji, one of the eight great Bodhisattvas, took the person away without hesitation and ignored Guanyin.

Zhu Bajie also became excited and pulled Sun Wukong and said, "Look, Monkey brother, it's Taishang Laojun! My goodness, Taishang Laojun is still so domineering!"

"That old man is really amazing." Sun Wukong scratched his head and felt fortunate again. Fortunately, Taishang Laojun did not take it seriously back then, otherwise he would have turned to ashes now.

"Thank you, Sanzang." Afterwards, An Yan patted Tang Sanzang on the shoulder.

Tang Sanzang shook his head. "Do we need to talk about this? You have saved me so many times."

"Hahaha, then let's go too." An Yan nodded with a smile.

"Wait, I have one more thing."

Then An Yan and the others saw Tang Sanzang carrying out a pile of bloody bones from the temple, digging a pit in the yard, burying the bloody bones in it, erecting an unnamed monument, and reciting scriptures again.

These are the bones of the two monks. This is all Tang Sanzang can do for them.

After this incident, the team relationship became more harmonious and they continued on their journey happily.

The Buddha's head, which was covered with lumps, suddenly felt painful after hearing what Guanyin said. "How can I say good things to you? If you really want to do something, don't be so open and aboveboard!"

Guanyin said innocently: "It's all Lingji's fault, it has nothing to do with me."

Tathagata naturally did not believe what Guanyin said, but he would not expose it to her face. Now was not the time for internal strife.

"I will go to the Thirty-Three Heavens myself to take care of Lingji's matter. You don't have to worry about it." said the Buddha.

"Just take care of the Journey to the West. If it happens again, remember Lingji's fate."

"Understand?"

Guanyin nodded to show that she understood.

She understood what the Buddha meant. It was not that he wanted her not to take action, but that he wanted her not to take action directly like Lingji did, which would give people something to talk about and might even get her into trouble.

At the same time, Lingji also let them see Tai Shang’s attitude towards An Yan.

After leaving Lingshan, Guanyin sighed silently, it’s so difficult.

In the thirty-third heaven, when the Buddha came to the Tushita Palace, he saw Lingji, who was once bright and handsome, but now seemed like... no, that is, the fire-burning boy.

I saw Lingji Bodhisattva with a miserable face, standing in front of the alchemy furnace and burning fire, his face was black and white from smoke.

Lingji Bodhisattva, who was burning a fire, was filled with regret. If he could be given another chance, he would never provoke An Yan again.

What kind of people are these? They use nuclear bombs at every turn.

When he saw the Tathagata Buddha coming in, he was so excited that he almost cried, "Lingji greets the Tathagata Buddha. Buddha, are you here to take me back?"

"The fire needs to be reduced, Lingji."

The voice of Taishang Laojun came from afar.

Then Lingji Bodhisattva saw Taishang Laojun coming. He looked harmless, but his every move affected the energy of heaven and earth and was unfathomable.

When the Tathagata Buddha saw the Supreme Lord Lao, he did not dare to put on airs, but respectfully addressed him, "I have come here uninvited, please forgive me, Supreme Lord."

Seeing the respectful look of Tathagata Buddha, Lingji was startled and quickly fanned the fire.

If the Buddha's negotiations fail, he doesn't know how long he will have to work, so he must not offend Tai Shang again.

This useless look made Tathagata's face twitch.

Lingji said, if it’s your turn, you will do the same.

Taishang Laojun looked at Tathagata with a smile, "Go back, I will let him go back when this furnace of elixir is ready."

Tathagata, who was still thinking about what to say, knew that the Supreme Lord had made up his mind after hearing this, so he could only say, "Then Lingji will be troublesome to you, the Supreme Lord."

Lingji, who was eavesdropping on the side, felt disappointed and relieved.

I was disappointed that I couldn’t leave right away, but I was glad that I could still leave.

Just as Tathagata was about to leave Tushita Palace, the ethereal voice of Taishang Laojun came, "If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy. Everything that prospers must decline."

Buddha Tathagata paused and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Great Master."

But whether it has touched people's hearts or not is unknown.

Watching Tathagata's departing figure, Taishang Laojun thought of An Yan again, and finally looked up at the sky, muttering: "I don't know whether what I did was good or bad."

"Tongtian"

On the other side, after leaving Huangfeng Ridge, An Yan discovered that Tang Sanzang actually started writing a book.

I found a village and stayed overnight with someone in the village.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Xiong Bin and Ao Lie were playing together, and each of their faces was covered with a lot of white paper strips.

Tang Sanzang was concentrating on writing something under the oil lamp.

An Yan took a look at the content and asked in surprise, "Is this a reflection?"

Seeing An Yan sitting next to him, Tang Sanzang smiled and nodded, saying, "Well, I plan to record what I see and hear along the way and present it to the Buddha when we reach Lingshan."

"Do you think this will work?" Anyan asked.

Tang Sanzang asked back: "What if it was you?"

"It's just like the imperial court, there are loyal ministers and treacherous ministers. All I can do is report everything I see and hear. Someone has to do these things, right?"

An Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and did not answer. Instead, he smiled and said, "I am different from you. If I say something, I am afraid it will ruin your good intentions."

"If one sentence can destroy my Buddhist heart, then wouldn't all my years of reciting the sutras be in vain?" Tang Sanzang was curious and asked, "Tell me about it."

"If he can do it, why can't I? I can do it better!"

After An Yan finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards Sun Wukong and the others.

Tang Sanzang, who was left behind, was stunned. These words were truly outrageous.

"As expected of you!"

Tang Sanzang did not think too much about what An Yan said. After sighing at An Yan's audacity, he continued to work hard.

Tang Sanzang may not have any ideas now, but will he have any ideas when he completes his journey to the West?

That's unknown.

Another few months of journey.

That day, from afar, An Yan and his friends saw a huge river stretching between heaven and earth, mighty and majestic.

Looking around, there was a thin layer of fine sand rolling on the surface of the river. The sand moved with the water, and the water flowed with the sand.

Zhu Bajie took a look at the river and could not help but be amazed, "I didn't expect there is such a big river in the human world, it's really amazing."

Seeing the river without a single bird flying across, An Yan had already guessed where this was.

Liusha River!
(End of this chapter)