Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 443 I call you, do you dare to answer?
After leaving Baoxiang Kingdom, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but look back and gaze into the distance.

There was a lively group of people when they arrived.

When we left, it was deserted and there were only three of us.

For a moment, I was filled with sadness.

"In my opinion, what's the point of going on a quest for the three of us? The journey will be difficult and dangerous. It's better to split up now, divide the treasure and go back to our own homes."

Zhu Bajie, carrying a nine-toothed rake, grumbled when he saw his master's appearance.

"God knows what we'll encounter if we keep going down. Even Monkey Brother has suffered."

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Monk Sha, who was carrying his luggage, was also confused about the future, but he did not show it on his face. He advised: "Second Brother, stop talking nonsense. It is not conducive to unity."

It's impossible to go back, no matter how hard you try.

What future would there be if I went back to the Liusha River and became a river monster?
"Brother Sha, why are you as stubborn as Master?" Zhu Bajie shook his head and said, "If we keep going, we might be captured by monsters and eaten before we even reach the West."

"Now Monkey Brother is gone, and Ang'er and the others are gone too."

"Master will go back to the Tang Dynasty to be a free and easy monk, I will go back to Gao Laozhuang, and you can go back to your Liusha River."

Monk Sha was speechless for a moment.

What the second brother said was exactly what he was worried about.

Tang Sanzang retracted his gaze, looked at the two people who were arguing calmly, and said in a firm tone: "When I set out, I made a great vow that I would never return to the Tang Dynasty in the East without obtaining the true scriptures."

"If you two, Bajie and Wujing, really don't want to continue your journey to the west, everyone has their own aspirations, and I won't stop you. I will go alone."

"drive!"

Tang Sanzang squeezed the horse with his legs, and the horse's hooves crushed the morning sun, stirring up a few wisps of dust, and went westward.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang is no longer the pedantic monk who can only chant scriptures, but a practitioner who can tear monsters apart with his bare hands.

Extraordinary courage!

Seeing that his master had really left alone, Zhu Bajie muttered: "You won't return to the Tang Dynasty without obtaining the true scriptures? Then just don't go back."

"Second Brother! Look at what you said?" Monk Sha smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and chased after him carrying his luggage, "Master, wait for me!"

Seeing Junior Brother Sha chasing after him, Zhu Bajie didn't dare to run alone and followed him dejectedly.

I don't know how long I walked, the spring breeze blew the willows green as silk.

The journey was very dull, but Zhu Bajie stopped shouting to disband because he knew it was useless.

As we walked along, another mountain blocked our way.

Monk Sha looked up and said, "Master, there is a demonic aura lingering in the mountains ahead. I'm afraid there are demons causing trouble."

"I think we should let Second Senior Brother go and explore the way first."

"Junior Brother Sha, you are overly suspicious. They are nothing but some small monsters. If we really meet them, we will kill them." Zhu Bajie, who wanted to be lazy and not explore the way, retorted.

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he thought about how he had indeed not encountered any big monsters along the way. In addition, he observed that the monster's aura was weak, so it was indeed not a big deal.

He waved his hand and said, "Then keep going."

"Master, please just indulge Second Brother." Monk Sha was helpless.

Zhu Bajie grinned and patted his chest and said with a smile: "Brother Sha, don't worry, even though Monkey King is gone, my Nine-toothed Rake is not to be trifled with."

"If any evildoers dare to come, I will kill them one by one, and if they come in pairs, I will kill them both."

Hope so.

Monk Sha said no more, hoping that his second brother would be able to withstand the slap in the face.

This mountain is no different from the previous ones. It is high and dangerous, steep and rugged, but it also has beautiful scenery and is full of vitality.

The three were walking on a dangerous road when they heard a loud shout, "Elder, please stop for a moment."

Hearing a sudden human voice coming from the barren mountain, the master and his two disciples stopped and followed the sound. They saw a woodcutter standing on the hillside, waving and shouting at them.

Seeing the master and his three disciples stop, the woodcutter shouted, "May I ask your name, elder?"

"Ok?"

Tang Sanzang was confused. If he had not sensed evil spirit from the woodcutter, he would have thought that the woodcutter was a monster in disguise.

It seems strange that someone suddenly stops you in the wilderness and asks your name.

Tang Sanzang, who did not dare to answer rashly, said to Zhu Bajie: "Bajie, go and take a look and ask what it is."

Zhu Bajie agreed and flew over with the Nine-toothed Rake in his hand.

Suddenly, a pig demon carrying a nine-toothed rake came flying over. The woodcutter turned pale with fear and retreated repeatedly, shouting, "Don't mess around! This is the Lotus Cave in Pingding Mountain, the territory of the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King!"

"How can you judge people by their appearance? I, Old Pig, am a monk, a good person." After landing, Zhu Bajie did not approach, but stood there and said unhappily.

"Also, who are the Golden Horn King and Silver Horn King you mentioned? Why did they call us and ask my master's name?"

Seeing that Zhu Bajie really didn't hurt anyone and even called himself a monk, the woodcutter put down the hatchet that was protecting his chest and explained, "Elder, you don't know that this mountain is called Pingding Mountain. Two monsters came here a while ago, one is called the King of Golden Horn and the other is called the King of Silver Horn."

Zhu Bajie became more and more confused as he listened, "What does this have to do with you asking me about my master's name?"

"Yes! Of course it is related!" said the woodcutter, "It is related to these two kings."

"It's strange to say that these two kings came here and occupied the mountain as kings, gathering all the monsters and not letting them hurt passers-by."

"I just can't get along with monks."

"Especially the monks who have committed the crime of 'Tang'. Ordinary monks would just tease them and let them go. But if they have committed the crime of 'Tang', they would be caught and eaten."

"But over the years, I haven't seen any monk being eaten. I guess your master doesn't have the same name as Tang, right?"

After hearing what happened above, Zhu Bajie thought that this was a good monster, but he didn't expect that this monster was so picky and only ate the flesh of Tang Monk.

His face twitched, and he clasped his fists towards the woodcutter, "Thank you for telling me, I'm leaving now."

"Hey, you haven't answered my question yet."

Seeing the pig demon turn around and fly away, the woodcutter shook his head and went down the mountain with firewood on his back.

"Oh no, Master!"

Zhu Bajie flew back and told the woodcutter everything he had learned.

Monk Sha couldn't help but say, "There are such strange monsters? How strange! How strange!"

Zhu Bajie didn't think so, and thought that Junior Brother Sha was short-sighted. "It's nothing strange. Just like Master didn't like to eat meat before, but we can't live without meat."

"What does this mean? This monster has his own pursuits. Ordinary people would not bother to eat it. If it wants to eat, it will eat the finest food."

"On the other hand, our master has become famous."

Tang Sanzang was not happy at all. He did not want such fame. He said with a headache: "What should I do now?"

"Don't panic. If we really encounter a monster, we can just trick it. The woodcutter said that ordinary monks would just play tricks on them and then let them go."

Zhu Bajie said cleverly.

"Master, you used a trick to turn yourself into a wealthy family. Junior Brother Sha and I will become servants."

"That way, we can get away with it."

When Monk Sha heard this, he wondered how Second Senior Brother had suddenly come to his senses today, and he praised him repeatedly, "Great! Great! Second Senior Brother has a great plan!"

Tang Sanzang thought it made sense, nodded, and said, "Change!"

With his magical powers emerging, Tang Sanzang, dressed in a monk's robe, turned into a wealthy man, while Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha turned into servants carrying loads and holding sticks.

The three continued walking towards Pingdingshan.

Somewhere in Pingdingshan, in a cave named Lotus Cave, Jinjiao suddenly asked, "Brother, how long have we not patrolled the mountain? Don't go too far and let Tang Seng slip away."

"It's been half a month, that shouldn't be the case?" Yinjiao couldn't help but change his expression.

"According to the time, Tang Monk and his companions should be here soon." Jin Jiao calculated, "Tang Monk is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a good man for ten lifetimes. Eating a piece of his meat is better than dragon liver and phoenix marrow."

"If we can eat a piece of his meat, we won't have to sit in boring meditation, nor will we have to practice in the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter. I'll catch him and bring him back, and I'll eat him with you."

"No wonder you told us to watch out for the monk who committed the crime of 'Tang' before." Upon learning that the flesh of Tang Monk had such miraculous effects, Yinjiao's eyes lit up. He stood up and pushed Jinjiao back to the throne, saying, "It's just Tang Monk. Why do you need to take action? Just let me do it."

Having said that, Yinjiao flicked his robe and was about to leave.

Seeing his silly brother preparing to leave like this, Jinjiao held his forehead and said, "Brother, have you forgotten something?"

Yinjiao was stunned when he was called, and he lowered his head to count his equipment, "Seven Star Sword, Purple Gold Red Gourd, everything is complete, nothing is missing?"

"Have you forgotten those monks you captured before? Not only will eating them not increase your power much, but they will also pollute our pure magic power. In the end, we have to let them go."

"Take the portraits of Tang Monk and his disciples with you, and you won't catch the wrong person."

Jinjiao threw a scroll of painting to Yinjiao. Yinjiao opened it and saw a lifelike painting of Tang Monk and his disciples.

"I promise I won't make the same mistake again this time."

After rolling up the portrait, Yinjiao selected thirty little demons and went to patrol the mountain.

Coincidentally, when Yinjiao and his men were patrolling halfway up the mountain, they ran into Tang Monk and his two disciples who were disguised as wealthy men.

When they ran into a group of monsters head-on, Tang Sanzang and his two companions stopped immediately, their hearts hanging in the air.

The Delicate Ghost and the Clever Bug shouted, "Old man on the horse, what's your name and where are you from?"

Just as Tang Sanzang was thinking about how to answer, the Silver Horned King in silver armor came forward, slapped the heads of the Fine Ghost and the Clever Bug, and cursed, "We are looking for monks. How can these three be monks when they have long hair?"

"Looking for a hairless bald guy, understand?"

The corners of Tang Sanzang's mouth twitched, and he felt insulted.

But, I managed to get away with it.

"Yes, yes, we are not monks, not monks."

The master and his two disciples quickly made way and walked around, trying to get away from the monsters.

"Wait!"

Just after taking a few steps out, Yinjiao's voice suddenly came from behind.

The three of them froze, then slowly turned around. Zhu Bajie put on a smile and said, "My master is really not a monk."

Yinjiao asked, "Did you encounter any monks along the way?"

The two said it almost at the same time.

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Zhu Bajie felt a pang in his heart, thinking, "Oh no!"

"Who asked you if you are a monk?" Sure enough, Yinjiao showed a suspicious look and looked at the three people in front of him with narrowed eyes.

The magic power flowed in his eyes, and the two servants could not see through it. Only the rich man sitting on the horse saw through the illusion at a glance and revealed his true identity.

It turned out to be a bald donkey wearing a cassock and holding a nine-ring staff!
It looks exactly like in the painting.

It’s Tang Monk!

Tang Sanzang, who had not practiced the art of transformation, failed at the last hurdle.

Seeing that he was exposed, Zhu Bajie revealed his true form, and the stick in his hand turned into a nine-toothed rake, "Take my rake!"

The nine teeth are like dragon fangs, and the cold light shines on the iron armor. When it is waved, it is like the surging sea, the wind rises and the clouds move, and there are gusts of smoke and haze, and murderous intentions are everywhere.

As soon as he takes action, he uses all his strength.

"Nine-toothed rake!"

Yinjiao was greatly surprised when he recognized this magic weapon that once belonged to Marshal Tianpeng. He did not dare to hesitate and used the Seven Star Sword to attack. The sword was as loud as a startled dragon, and the sound shook the whole area.

Both treasures were from the hands of Taishang Laojun. For a while, the battle was evenly matched and the sky was dark.

The rest of the little demons howled and rushed towards Monk Sha and Tang Sanzang.

"The mighty Tianlong!"

"Demon-subduing staff!"

The thirty little demons were unable to do anything to Tang Sanzang and Sha Monk, and were instead beaten back by the two.

The situation on the Silver Horn King's side was not good either. Looking at Zhu Bajie, who was wielding the Nine-toothed Rake with such terrifying momentum, he showed a trace of fear.

After all, before he came to the mortal world, he was just a fire-burning boy under the seat of Laojun. How could he have any practical experience? His Golden Immortal cultivation was all acquired by taking drugs, so it was very superficial.

He wanted to call his brother Jinjiao for help, but then he thought, wouldn’t it be embarrassing for himself if he made such a solemn promise when he went out?
Thinking of this, and seeing that the little demons he brought were about to be killed, the Silver Horn King finally decided to use his ultimate weapon.

The Seven-Star Sword blocked and took advantage of the momentum to retreat. The Silver Horn King took off the purple-gold-red gourd from his waist, uncorked it, and shouted, "Zhu Bajie, I'm calling you, do you dare to answer?"

Zhu Bajie, who was so angry that he couldn't resist, immediately replied: "I am your grandpa pig! Why shouldn't I dare?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-gold red gourd emitted a powerful suction force. Before Zhu Bajie could react, he was sucked into the gourd and taken away.

"Haha, idiot, you've been fooled!"

The Silver Horn King laughed loudly, immediately put the cork in and shook it.

In just a moment, the pig's head would turn into pus.

Zhu Bajie in the gourd suddenly felt dizzy and surrounded by pitch blackness, with no way to go up to the sky or into the earth.

"Second senior brother!"

"Bajie!"

Monk Sha and Tang Sanzang were shocked when they saw Zhu Bajie being put into the gourd by the monster.

"Tang Sanzang, no one can save you now." The Silver Horn King hung the purple gold and red gourd back on his waist, holding the Seven-Star Sword in his hand, and killed towards Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang, who only had the cultivation level of a celestial being, was captured by Yinjiao within three rounds, and his nine-ring tin staff was knocked away and fell to the side.

In the end, only Monk Sha was left.

When Monk Sha saw that the situation was not good, he quickly rode on a cloud and escaped.

If even he was caught, they would be really dead.

He's going to ask for help!

"You can run fast!"

Seeing Monk Sha running away, the Silver Horn King snorted coldly, gathered the remaining little demons, threw Tang Monk to them, tied him up, and carried him on the nine-ring staff.

"My fellow lads, let's go home. Today we are going to eat Tang Monk's flesh!"

Suddenly, the surviving little demons cheered.

He happily carried Tang Sanzang towards the Lotus Cave.

(End of this chapter)