I am a fairy

Chapter 111 Going up the mountain and down the river (more updates)
In the lens.

The big monk who came here with a heroic and determined look to save all living beings has just launched an attack and challenge towards the Huangquan base.

Jiang Chao and Wangshu haven't felt the pressure yet, and haven't even come up with a countermeasure.

In the blink of an eye.

The monk was caught.

On and off the screen, Jiang Chao and Wangshu stared at each other, and in the end, Jiang Chao spoke first.

Jiang Chao: "Did you call the police?"

Wangshu: "What alarm?"

Jiang Chao: "Didn't you call this officer?"

Wangshu said coldly: "We are gods."

Jiang Chao: "What happened to the immortal?"

Wangshu: "As a great god, he has all kinds of ways to subdue him. Call the police to arrest him, but where is our dignity?"

"We gods, monks and Taoists should solve our own internal affairs. It is too shameful to call the police here."

Jiang Chao: "Are we the underworld?"

Although nothing was done, the problem was solved smoothly.

Jiang Chao and Wangshu were very satisfied when they saw the captured monk being carried down the mountain by the officers.

Jiang Chao: "He was going to be imprisoned, so this can be considered as getting what he wanted."

Wangshu was somewhat expectant: "You want to send him to the small hell, the iron sand small hell or the black asphalt small hell?"

Jiang Chao: "It's the prison in Xihe County."

Wangshu: "This is not what I wish for."

Jiang Chao: "Aren't they all prisons?"

Although the problem was temporarily solved, Jiang Chao felt that it was not that simple. This was not an ordinary monk.

Jiang Chao: "In my opinion, this monk will not give up."

Wangshu: "What should we do then?"

The monk did not give up.

On the second day,
Jiang Chao thought that the matter ended there, so after getting up at noon, he went to see the artificial intelligence created by Wangshu.

As a result, I heard the other party say.

Wangshu: "By the way, those monks are going to look for dragons this time!"

Jiang Chao: "They haven't given up yet?"

Jiang Chao then realized that the monk had failed to block the door, nor had he managed to knock on the door, so he decided to go down the river to look for the dragon.

Although Jiang Chao had expected this, he was still a little surprised. This monk was really crazy.

Although in the eyes of others and the monk, this monk was determined and focused on finding gods and Buddhas, and even directly or indirectly helped Yun Zhongjun become famous.

Everyone else thought, look, such a famous wizard has come to pay homage to Yun Zhongjun, Yun Zhongjun is indeed an extraordinary deity.

However, it also brought some troubles to Jiang Chao.

Wangshu asked again: "What should I do?"

Jiang Chao: "Then let him see the real ghosts and gods."
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When the monk was first arrested.

Perhaps because he felt ashamed, or perhaps for some other reason, the monk was too embarrassed to reveal his identity.

These officers were the ones who patrolled the streets and did the actual work. They had a lot of work to do and were very busy during the day, so they had never seen the monk picking flowers by the river.

There was also a newly appointed chief officer among them. The new official was eager to make some progress upon taking office and wanted to achieve some results before the county magistrate Jia Gui came back, so he acted vigorously and vigorously.

However, looking at the monk's demeanor, the officers were a little unsure.

"This monk has a red face and white lips. He must eat and drink well on weekdays. The monks in the temple really have an easy life!"

"Tsk, a monk also goes up the mountain to steal, he must be a fake monk."

"Even if he is real, he must be a thief monk with no moral integrity."

"Speak, you monk."

"What is the origin of this?"

"Why did you sneak up to the sacred peak? If you want to steal the sacred spring or sneak into the sacred temple to steal, you even brought a ladder with you. How arrogant."

The monk remained silent, and the officer came forward angrily.
Shouting: "How arrogant! You don't even take us seriously!"

Another person said: "It seems that we have to try some tricks."

Some officers said they would torture him, others said they would beat him with sticks, but in the end they decided to take the man back first.

The three thieves who were caught were also in the jail. They all looked at the monk through the cracks in the cell.

"The flower-picking monk?"

The three thieves immediately recognized the monk and started shouting.

The officers were also immediately startled and looked at the "thief monk".

"Master, the Flower-picking Monk?"

"Master Kong Hui?"

"How could this thief monk be the Master of Picking Flowers?"

"Master the Flower-Picking Monk would go up the mountain to steal things?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you three. Maybe you recognized the wrong person?"

But after these words were spoken, the officers thought about it.

He muttered again, "It's hard to say."

The monk definitely did not go up the mountain for money, but for something else, so the officers also felt that the monk had reason to steal.

The monk also saw the three thieves stealing, and only found out after listening to the officers' questioning and conversation.

It turned out that three thieves stole their things and buried them beside the road at the foot of the sacred peak. They were caught when they were selling the stolen goods. Then they led the officers to come and they were arrested.

The thief not only stole his things, but also put him in such an embarrassing situation.

No matter how good his mind-cultivation skills were, the monk turned into an angry Vajra at this moment, wishing he could slap the three thieves to death on the spot.

The monk's face turned red with anger, and then he immediately sat on the ground, turning the Buddhist beads and chanting.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

At daybreak, someone arrived.

Among them, some had seen the Monk Picking Flowers before. When they got closer to the cell and took a look, they found that it was indeed the Monk Picking Flowers.

"It really is. It seems like it can't be wrong."

At the same time, the monks' disciples also got the news and anxiously requested the county to release the monks.

"Master went up the mountain to visit the underworld. He wanted to know whether the cycle of reincarnation is continuous, whether the wicked are punished, and whether the good are rewarded."

"Although the master has made mistakes, he is not a bad person, and he has no bad intentions."

"I hope you can show some mercy and release my master!"

The officers then confirmed his identity, but they didn't know whether they should release the monk or not. After all, it was true that the monk had sneaked into the Divine Peak. If they released the monk without permission at this time, they would have many concerns.

Finally, the matter was brought to the attention of the county magistrate.

Since the county magistrate Jia Gui was in Lucheng, the county magistrate's duties were performed by the county magistrate's assistant.

The county magistrate thought about it and finally said.

"No matter what, although this monk sneaked into the Divine Peak, he did not steal anything, and he has never violated the laws of the court. We have no reason to arrest him."

This time, the villain is different from the last time. He committed a crime in Xihe County and killed someone, and he is still responsible for a life.

Finally, the county magistrate made the final decision.

"The affairs of the gods are not something we can control."

When the officers received the order, they immediately released the monk with great respect, saying nice things to him and apologizing with a shameless face as they sent him out.

This is not an ordinary monk, and these officials cannot afford to offend him.

But after coming out, it was completely different.

The incident of the Monk Picking Flowers sneaking into Shenfeng and being arrested and thrown into jail has already been reported to the county magistrate. Naturally, the news could not be concealed and caused an uproar in Xihe County.

The street was still crowded with people, looking at the exit of the cell with anticipation, waiting for the monk to come out.

When they saw the monk coming out, everyone shouted.

"Come out, come out."

"The monk came out."

"The Flower-Picking Monk, look, that's the Flower-Picking Monk."

The people in the city did not care as much as the officers and spoke without restraint.

All we know is that this monk was worshipping gods and Buddhas by the river, and he recited sutras and mantras for three days, but nothing came down. Now he ran to the sacred peak and no one knew what he was doing, and he was caught by the police.

"This flower-picking monk also went up the mountain to steal the spring water to drink?"

"People's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and the world is getting worse!"

"This monk looks ordinary, and probably doesn't have any magical powers."

People on the pass looked at the monk, staring at him hard, as if they were trying to see something. When they heard someone say this, they nodded.

"Yun Zhongjun is still powerful, even more powerful than the monk's Buddha."

"Even monks come to pay homage to Yun Zhongjun. How can this not be impressive?"

"But Yun Zhongjun doesn't like this monk."

"Why do you think Yun Zhongjun dislikes this monk?"

"I think this monk may look good on the outside, but I don't know who he really is. We can't tell with our mortal eyes, but Yun Zhongjun has already seen through him at a glance."

After listening to the monk, he was surrounded by his disciples and walked past. The words around him kept pouring into his ears. People on the side of the road pointed and talked about him. Some said good things, but more said bad things.

The disciples protected him and explained.

"My teacher went up the mountain..."

"This is all for..."

"Save all sentient beings..."

After hearing this, some people believed it, while others did not believe it at all. The street became even more lively, and the noisy voices even drowned out the disciples' explanations.

The monk walked along the street, his head held high and his eyes half-closed, chanting.

But perhaps only he himself knows how embarrassed he is.
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By the big river.

The monks were standing or sitting in front of the ferry, all of them looked dejected, or at least had a bit of frustration on their faces.

"Let's go back!"

"The gods and Buddhas have not appeared, and the ghosts and gods have not been seen. This trip will accomplish nothing!" "It seems that the gods and Buddhas will not bless us?"

It is too depressing to come here with great vigor and high spirits and go back in such disgrace.

After this, even the flower-picking monk developed some obsession.

The monk turned the Buddhist beads, suddenly opened his eyes and told everyone.

"Do not."

“It’s not like there’s no chance.”

The disciples were all amazed and looked at the monk who picked up the flower.

"still have a chance?"

The monk looked at Dajiang and spoke slowly.

"I have been thinking about this all night, and finally I have figured it out!"

"Last time, we were chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha by the river. We should have kept a low profile, but we were too ostentatious and encountered a calamity that disturbed our minds, and ultimately failed."

"Then the thieves attacked, and we failed to catch them, which led to this end. Everything has its cause and effect, and everything has been predetermined."

"But we still hold a cause and condition in our hands."

"There is only one last chance left."

The disciples stood up one after another: "Master, where is the opportunity?"

The monk holding the flower said: "Do you still remember what the boatman said when we crossed the river that day?"

Everyone recalled, and one of the disciples said, "I remember that the boatman said that recently at night, grain ships passing by the Yangtze River in the Xihe County and Jingu County saw the shadow of a dragon appear in the middle of the river."

"Especially late at night, when it's windy and rainy."

The disciple looked at the monk holding the flower and asked: "Master, is this what you are referring to?"

The monk holding the flower nodded and pointed to the thatched hut at the ferry: "Master, I just checked. There is a spider gathering its web in the hut, and there are ants and insects migrating to higher places on the shore. There may be wind and rain tonight."

Although it is impossible for the Monk Picking Flowers to be like Yun Zhongjun, who can make it rain whenever he wants, and even knows exactly how much it will rain and whether it is snow, hail or snow.

But based on experience, it is still possible to judge whether it will rain at night.

When the disciples heard the plan of the Monk Picking Flower, they were shocked again and understood the monk's idea.

"Master, do you want to go to the river to look for dragons?"

Sure enough, it was just as "Yun Zhongjun" had expected.

The monk was very determined. After failing twice in a row, he had lost all face in Xihe County, but he still refused to give up.

Or perhaps, it was precisely because of this that the monk became even more persistent.

"We missed the chance twice before. No matter what problems arise this time, I will never back down."

But the disciples stepped forward and began to admonish the monk.

They were not entirely sure whether they would go to hell and be punished for going up the mountain yesterday, but they could conclude that running to the center of the river in the middle of the night in the wind and rain was a dead end.

"Master!"

"Master!"

But there was no way to stop him, the monk with the flower had made up his mind.

The monk holding the flower closed his eyes and said nothing, and his disciples could only sigh and step back.

When the boatman on the shore heard the monk's plan, he turned pale with fright and kept shaking his head and waving his hands.

"Can't go."

"Can't go."

"Especially when we get to the middle of the river, the wind is strong and the waves are fierce. We can't even tell the direction, let alone the wind and rain."

"The wind and rain may not seem so strong on the ground and won't hurt anyone, but it's different on the river. It may turn into strong winds and waves in the blink of an eye, and a wave is enough to capsize the boat, turning the people on the boat into food for the fish at the bottom of the river."

Of course the boatman refused to take him, but the monk was determined to go anyway.

He had no intention of asking the boatman to take him, but just bought the boatman's boat and prepared to go to the center of the river alone.

Night finally fell.

Not long after, the wind and rain really came just as the monk had expected.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the river was pitch black.

The disciples held up lanterns high, and the monk rowed the boat towards the center of the river. The monk and the boat gradually disappeared within the range of the light, as if they were sailing from the world of the living into the netherworld.

The rain wasn’t heavy, and the wind wasn’t strong either, at least that’s how it felt when I was by the river.

But as the boat gradually moved away from the shore and approached the center of the river, the rain splashed on the water, the wind blew up waves again and again, and the waves on the river became more and more turbulent, with one wave higher than the other.

The small sail boat rose and fell with the waves, being pushed higher and higher by the waves.

The monk refused to give up and continued to sail towards the center of the river.

To find the legendary dragon.

As long as you find the dragon, you can find the gods and Buddhas.

The dragon can swim in the rivers, ride on the clouds, and naturally can also take the monks to see the gods and Buddhas.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge wave hit the river and the black-sailed boats were spinning around.

The monk wanted to steady the boat, but he didn't have the strength to hold on and the oar slipped out of his hand.

The monk immediately grabbed the side of the boat and managed to steady himself from falling.

But when I looked into the darkness again, I could see nothing.

It is clear.

The monk had lost his way.

"Light, find the light."

There is no moon in the sky, let alone stars.

The monk remembered the lamp that his disciple had lit for him. As long as he found that light, he would know which side of the shore was and would naturally be able to tell the direction.

He quickly looked into the darkness.

But it would have been better if he hadn't looked at it. The monk was dumbfounded when he saw it.

In the midst of the storm, the monk sat on the boat, holding onto the sides of the boat with his hands.

I saw.

Lights appeared in the distance on the left and right sides of his body at the same time, as if two mirrors were erected in the darkness.

"Why are there two?"

The light flickered in the darkness, like a dream, flickering and shrinking unsteadily.

One carries the warmth of the world of the living, the other carries the coolness of the moon.

The monk's eyes were filled with confusion. He looked left and right, but could no longer tell which side was the shore where he could turn back.

Or is it all, or is it an illusion?

It was pitch black all around, with only the sounds of wind and rain. The boat was pushed away by the waves, as if being swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit.

The monk was drenched by the rain and felt cold. He felt as if he had fallen into the Avici Hell, and that was why he saw the hallucination.

The monk didn't know where he was going, and he had completely lost his direction. He even wondered if he was no longer in this world.

Hesitate and waver.

The wupeng boat was once again pushed to the forefront of the waves.

The boat swung high up, and was pushed by the waves and hung in the air. Then the waves receded and the boat capsized.

The monk also fell into the river.

"what!"

The monk's body instinctively wanted to call for help, but he suddenly realized something and ultimately did not shout.

Because he knew that no one could save him at this time.

"Gulu gulu."

"Hoohoo!"

The river water swallowed him bit by bit, the water kept pouring into his throat, and the wind and waves pushed him to an unknown place.

The monk suddenly clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

It seems that he has already recognized his own fate.

At this moment, something came from the darkness.

The monk also felt it and looked into the darkness.

That's a behemoth.

It breaks through the wind and waves, and the drifting rain cannot shake it at all, allowing the surging Yangtze River to gallop freely.

The dragon appears.

"dragon?"

The monk became excited and slapped the water with his hands.

This was the first time that the monk saw the dragon up close. In the darkness, he tried to raise his head from the water, but the river water kept hitting his face, so he couldn't see the dragon's full appearance.

But part of its body can be seen. The grayish-white body is like stone, and the huge shell on its back is like a tortoise shell.

Overlord.

The legendary dragon species.

The body and shell are like stone but not stone, but you can tell at a glance that they are extremely hard. Such a heavy stone body can actually move freely in the river.

If it’s not a dragon, what else could it be?
The monk looked for a long time, but was finally submerged by the river water. He choked on the water and fainted completely.

But the "dragon" came steadily over the water where the monk had disappeared.

suddenly.

A strange arm stretched out from the darkness. That arm was incredibly long and grabbed the monk in the river.

Then, the "dragon" turned around and looked towards the shore.

Although there were two lights on the shore, Long immediately recognized one of them and headed towards it.

Recommend a book: He Chuan looked at the world in the secret realm full of spiritual energy with an extremely firm look in his eyes.

Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs. I can swallow this heaven and earth.

The immortal way is unkind, which is the bottleneck of the world. I can also swallow this immortal way! !

We monks go against the will of heaven.

Start by devouring everything, cultivate the power of devouring, and rule the world!

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(End of this chapter)