Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 416 Sorry to bother you

In early winter, the ground is covered with a layer of frost in the early morning and the trees lose their green color.

Tang Sanzang looked at the river, which was surging with waves, and asked hurriedly, "An Yan, the river is so wide and there are no boats. Where can we cross?"

Although they all have magical powers, they can only use them to attack monsters and cannot be used on the road.

It’s the same now, either you swim over or take a boat over.

However, this quicksand river is unknown in length, but is eight hundred miles wide, and can fill up the entire Huangfeng Ridge.

At this moment, before An Yan could speak, Sun Wukong suddenly pointed to a place and said, "Master, An'er, look, there is a stone tablet here."

An Yan smiled at Tang Sanzang and said, "Don't worry, we can cut down some wood to make a boat. Let's go ahead and take a look."

Hearing what An Yan said, Tang Sanzang remembered that they had encountered many things along the way and had successfully overcome them all. He thought that the river in front of them should not be a problem for them.

So he followed An Yan to the stone tablet.

An Yan looked at the contents of the stone tablet and said, "Liusha River."

"Eight hundred worlds of quicksand, three thousand deep waters. Goose feathers cannot float, and reed flowers will sink to the bottom."

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "I have seen that this Quicksand River is indeed eight hundred miles wide."

Tang Sanzang was surprised, "Eight hundred miles!"

Converted into kilometers, this means that the Liusha River is about 400 kilometers wide. It is more like a sea than a river.

"It's only eight hundred miles. I, old pig, can swim across in one breath." Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie waved his hands, as if he didn't take it seriously.

Seeing this, An Yan smiled and said, "In that case, Bajie, why don't you carry us one by one and swim over."

"You are the Marshal Tianpeng who is in charge of the Tianhe River. I guess you are very good at swimming."

Sun Wukong laughed and joined in the fun, "Yes, Bajie, you carry us over."

Xiong Bin also winked and smiled, clasped his fists and said, "Then I'd like to thank you, Old Pig."

"Go away, that will tire me to death." Zhu Bajie shook his head like a rattle, "Let's put this aside. I won't do it. I won't do it."

Tang Sanzang also said with a smile: "I told you to show off your skills here, now you know you are wrong?"

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

"Don't worry, someone will take us there. Let's go to the river first." An Yan thought of the monk Sha in the Quicksand River and said with a mysterious smile.

Seeing An Yan's confident look, Xiong Bin immediately felt relieved and said, "Master has spoken, so let's just go."

Sun Wukong's eyes rolled around and he guessed, "Could it be that you, An Ge'er, know the river god here?"

An Yan smiled but said nothing.

Seeing this, everyone rushed forward with curiosity.

As soon as I walked to the river, I saw waves surging like mountains, with some waves hundreds of meters high. An ordinary person would probably have been scared to pee his pants.

But Tang Sanzang and the others all smiled and were willing to chat.

“An Yan, it turns out you already knew there was a monster in this river, no wonder you were so calm.” Tang Sanzang understood what An Yan meant and said with a smile.

"Look at me, old pig!"

Zhu Bajie stepped forward carrying a nine-toothed rake and immediately used his signature skill. With one rake drop, a vast aura of weak water was revealed and the hundreds-meter-high waves were directly divided into nine and shattered.

As the waves broke, a figure emerged.

The monster has a ferocious face, fluffy flaming red hair, a skull necklace, and a magic wand for subduing demons, one end of which is a crescent shovel and the other end is a half-moon shovel.

"Good trick, take my shovel."

Monk Sha, who had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation, rushed down with his magic staff to subdue demons, and used the half-moon shovel to stir up waves and shovel towards Zhu Bajie fiercely.

Seeing the monster in front of him actually dare to show off his water ability in front of him, Zhu Bajie laughed, "You are ten thousand years too early to play with water in front of your grandpa pig!"

"Look at my Weak Water Three Thousand and Weak Water Fighting Method."

Driven by Zhu Bajie's magical power, the water of the Quicksand River, which contained a weak force of weak water, spontaneously wrapped around his body to form stream ribbons that followed him like a shadow.

With a wave of the Nine-toothed Rake, the Weak Water Ribbon followed, transforming into water snakes that cleared a path ahead and hit Sha Monk's demon-subduing staff.

With a bang, the water flow burst out, and the huge force offset the attack. However, this was just an appetizer, and the real killer move was the nine-toothed rake that followed.

Monk Sha was startled and quickly raised his magic staff to block and parry the powerful rake.

The collision of divine weapons created tremendous waves.

Seeing that the fight between the two was about to make him and others drenched, An Yan raised his hand and a barrier protected them.

However, An Yan did not intend to waste time like this.

In order to gain more merit, he jumped off the white dragon horse and called out to Xiong Bin and Sun Wukong, "Together, this monster is extraordinary, don't be careless!"

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Xiong Bin and Sun Wukong looked at each other and thought that only the master (Anger) could justify a gang fight so righteously.

However, Sun Wukong, who had tasted the joy of being besieged during the siege of the Yellow Wind Monster, rushed forward with his stick in hand without saying a word.

Why use double the effort when you can solve the battle with only 1% effort?
"Monster, take my sword. Use the sword to draw the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and kill it!"

Strong electric light emerged from An Yan's body, turning into a ball of blue-purple lightning that smashed into the battlefield and blasted towards Monk Sha.

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Monk Sha, who sensed An Yan's presence, did not dare to hesitate for a moment. He shouted loudly, swung away the Nine-toothed Rake, turned around, picked up a roaring water dragon and smashed it towards An Yan who was attacking him.

"A powerful Golden Immortal actually launched a sneak attack. How despicable!"

"What's the point of talking about justice when dealing with a monster like you?"

"Xiongpi, Wukong, block his retreat!"

How could An Yan, who is already familiar with the situation, be morally kidnapped?
The Thunder Sword in his hand instantly electrocuted the water dragon, and at the same time he shouted to Sun Wukong and Xiong Bin who had already touched behind him.

"Hey, leave it to me, Old Sun."

"Don't worry, Master. He can't run away."

Two more golden immortal auras rose up. To deal with the monster in front of him, Sun Wukong said that he didn't need to go all out.

One, two, three, four, four golden immortal auras rose up.

Monk Sha's face turned green.

"Sorry to bother you."

"I'm leaving now!"

Monk Sha didn't hesitate at all and wanted to dive into the Quicksand River. As long as he entered the water, he was confident that he could escape from the four golden immortals.

But how could Zhu Bajie help Monk Sha get what he wanted?

Seeing that Ang'er had brought people to beat him up, Zhu Bajie was very alert and stood guard on the water surface in advance. When he saw the monster crashing down, he snorted and laughed, "Sorry, this road is blocked!"

Another rake forced Monk Sha back, and he saw a big stick coming towards him. It was the hairy-faced Thunder God who took action.

With a bang, Monk Sha's face changed drastically, and he was blown away like a meteor and fell to the shore. There was another loud bang, and Monk Sha was stuck upside down in the soil, and the magic staff flew out of his hand and stuck not far away.

Deceiving too much!

Monk Sha was furious, his magical powers exploded, he blew up the mud and rocks directly, turned over and jumped up.

The next second, he froze in place.

He saw An Yan and his four men approaching with weapons with ill intentions. Seeing that the four men had no intention of fighting him one-on-one, Monk Sha shouted in frustration: "This is not fair! Four against one!"

An Yan smiled and shrugged, "I can give you another choice. You fight four by yourself."

"Does it make a difference?"

Monk Sha was trembling all over and yelling, almost wanting to vomit blood.

"Sorry, there is really no difference." An Yan said seriously.

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"You can kill me or chop me up as you like. Do you think it's fun to humiliate me like this?" Monk Sha shouted in frustration.

Unexpectedly, the four of them nodded in tacit understanding, looking as if they were extremely angry.

"Okay, stop playing around and give him a quick death." Tang Sanzang stepped forward and spoke the words of killing in a compassionate tone.

I thought this monk was a kind person, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel. He wanted to kill as soon as he opened his mouth.

Monk Sha was trembling with fear. What kind of person is this?
An Yan rolled his eyes and complained, "It's obvious that you are playing by yourself, Sanzang."

"Forget it, let's not play anymore."

"The red-haired guy, come over and become my disciple." An Yan interrupted Guanyin and waved to Monk Sha.

"Become my disciple?" Monk Sha subconsciously looked at An Yan.

"Don't look at me, he is your master." An Yan pointed at Tang Sanzang.

"Look at the golden hoop on your head. You must be arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva to wait for the pilgrim to come here."

After hearing what An Yan said, Tang Sanzang and the others noticed that the monster in front of them was indeed wearing a golden hoop on its head.

Monk Sha was dumbfounded. "You are the ones who are seeking the scriptures? Then why are you hitting me?"

"Let's be clear, it was obviously you who started it first. Now that I'm wearing the golden hoop, it seems that I still can't resist your impulsiveness!" An Yan looked at Monk Sha deeply.

If we were to ask who in the Journey to the West team really wants to convert to Buddhism, it would probably be the monk Sha in front of us.

Because compared to the Curtain-Pulling General, the golden arhat of Buddhism is more attractive.

Monk Sha was speechless.

Tang Sanzang also frowned, glanced at the skull on the latter's chest, and said, "Are you really the one arranged by the Bodhisattva to obtain the scriptures?"

After hearing Tang Sanzang speak, Monk Sha knelt in front of Tang Sanzang in panic, not daring to look at An Yan, and said: "Yes, the Bodhisattva also named me Wujing, Sha Wujing."

"I sincerely convert to Buddhism, and I ask the master to accept me as his disciple."

Monk Sha gave Tang Sanzang a very bad first impression, but when he thought about the Bodhisattva's will, he was afraid that if he refused, the Bodhisattva would come to him personally.

At that time, not only would I have to accept him as my disciple, but I would also lose the initiative.

Thinking of this, Tang Sanzang had an idea in his mind, and said: "Since you are willing to convert to Buddhism, for the sake of the Bodhisattva, I will accept you as a registered disciple."

"Are you willing?"

Named disciple?

This is different from what the Bodhisattva said!

Being a registered disciple is more of an observation. If the other party is not satisfactory, he can be kicked out at any time.

Thinking of this, Monk Sha opened his mouth to say that the Bodhisattva meant
But after seeing Tang Sanzang's expression, he nodded bitterly, "Disciple is willing, Sha Wujing greets the master."

He could tell from Tang Sanzang's expression that if he dared to raise any suggestion, he would be abandoned without hesitation.

By then, I'm afraid I will really become a monster.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang's expression eased a little, and he introduced: "Wukong is your eldest brother, and Bajie is your second brother, do you understand?"

"And An Yan, you must treat him like you treat me, and don't neglect him."

Hearing this, Monk Sha looked at the Taoist priest in front of him with surprise, who was smiling and looking mysterious.

It’s strange, why didn’t the Bodhisattva tell him that there were Taoist priests in the journey to the West?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have recognized the wrong person and ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

After everyone got familiar with each other, An Yan smiled and patted Monk Sha on the shoulder, "From now on, we will be a team."

Monk Sha felt a little flattered. After a brief understanding, he also understood An Yan's position in this team gang. Even his master Tang Sanzang listened to An Yan most of the time.

So when he saw An Yan's intimate behavior, he nodded repeatedly, "Wu Jing understands, thank you An Ge'er."

"Okay, take us over first and cross this quicksand river." An Yan looked at the turbulent quicksand river.

Eager to demonstrate his own worth, Monk Sha nodded to An Yan and his master Tang Sanzang and said, "Leave it to me. Leave it to me."

As he said this, he jumped into the surging river with a splash.

After a while, Monk Sha emerged from the water on a giant turtle and said to his master Tang Sanzang and An Yan, "Master, An Ge'er, let's ride on this giant turtle to cross the river."

The shell of this giant turtle that is exposed above the water is as large as ten meters, like a small piece of land in the water. You can imagine how big its body is underwater.

Monk Sha jumped back onto the shore, followed the horse and tried to help Tang Sanzang onto the turtle shell.

Unexpectedly, Tang Sanzang waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need, I can do it myself."

As he said this, Tang Sanzang leaped lightly and landed directly on the tortoise shell. Monk Sha was stunned and stammered, "Didn't the Bodhisattva say that Tang Sanzang was weak as a chicken? This! This!"

"Hehe, Junior Brother Sha, you'll understand after you've been around for a while." Sun Wukong patted Monk Sha's shoulder as if nothing had happened to him, then he also jumped up.

Zhu Bajie also came to Monk Sha with his luggage on his shoulders and handed the burden to him. Wanting to be lazy, he made up an excuse and said, "Brother Sha, according to convention, newcomers have to carry the burden. I came here the same way. I'm leaving this important task to you. The treasures in the bag are all Master's. Don't lose them."

"Second, second brother!" Seeing his second brother Zhu Bajie running away after putting down the things, Monk Sha looked at the burden and had no choice but to pick it up.

After everyone was on the turtle shell, Sha Wujing threw the string of skulls around his neck and surrounded the turtle to clear the way for it.

This can be regarded as severing the last connection between himself and the Liusha River.

When they successfully crossed the Quicksand River, the power of luck and merit descended. An Yan did not hesitate. After giving Xiaoling's share, he fed the rest to Mo Tong.

At the same time, Guanyin also felt that her luck and merits were taken away. She counted with her fingers and almost got angry.

Tang Sanzang and his companions had already crossed the Quicksand River, but his share was snatched away by An Yan.

"Okay, okay, if that's the case, then don't blame me."

Thinking of the next difficulty, a hint of coldness appeared on Guanyin Bodhisattva's face.

Let’s eliminate An Yan in the next difficulty.

If An Yan fails the test, even Tai Shang can't say anything.

(End of this chapter)