By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Chapter 248 Daily Dungeon Routine: Monkey, we've got your back, understand?

The voice just fell.

A cool and fragrant lotus scent, mixed with a gurgling and intense killing intent, quickly spread throughout the surroundings.

Ao Lie's brow twitched, and he immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

It's Nezha!!!
"Brother Nezha!"

Sun Wukong's five senses were even more acute than Ao Lie's.

He sensed something was amiss as soon as Nezha arrived.

Turning his head, Sun Wukong saw Nezha, dressed in a bright red robe, standing with his arms crossed next to the old woman's corpse, looking at Tang Sanzang with disdain.

Beside Nezha was Yang Jian, leisurely walking back with his dog, Xiaotianquan.

Yang Jian glanced at Sun Wukong, whose face was flushed red with anger, a smile as always playing on his lips, but one that was anything but friendly:

"Nezha and I sensed a monster here, so we rushed over. Holy Monk, are you alright?"

Looking at the third eye that opened in Yang Jian's forehead, Tang Sanzang was speechless, his face filled with hesitation and indecision.

He had heard about Yang Jian's "Heavenly Eye," which was said to be able to see through everything, during this period of time.

Is it...

He really misunderstood Wukong!

“The demonic aura here is overwhelming; only someone with a mortal body like you can’t see it.”

Nezha raised his face and mocked Tang Sanzang without hesitation:

"That monkey didn't kill the wrong one, why are you getting angry at him?"

"It hasn't been that long, and you've already forgotten how many times that monkey saved you? You're already telling me to chase people away. Hmph, if you're ever caught by a monster again, don't call that monkey to save you!"

The implication is that if you don't have the ability, you shouldn't keep spouting nonsense.

Do you think everyone is like Sun Wukong, indulging your stubborn, rock-like temper?

Tang Sanzang frowned. "This humble monk did not lose his temper, but Wukong is impulsive; what if…"

"Nonsense." Nezha picked at his ear impatiently, having no interest in listening to Tang Sanzang at all.

What kind of personality and temperament does that monkey have? Does he even need to listen to Tang Sanzang's ramblings?
They've known each other for hundreds of years!

Suddenly, Yang Jian's third eye on his forehead twitched slightly, and his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced into the distance.

An old man with a full head of white hair walked slowly towards us, leaning on a cane.

Yang Jian saw it at a glance.

It's a demon.

Moreover, it shares the same origin as the demonic energy on earth.

Unsurprisingly, it's the same monster.

Yang Jian's lips slowly curled up, and he took a half step back without making a sound, leading his dog, Xiaotian.

It's an attitude of preparing to stand by and watch.

A short while later, an old male voice reached the ears of everyone present.

"Elder, Elder, wait!"

Because he kept waiting for Tang Sanzang and his party to come to his thatched hut.

I've been waiting so long, my eyes are practically worn dry.

no way.

In order to keep up with the plot, Shang Tianqi had no choice but to change into the old man's disguise and willingly come to his death.

Unexpectedly, before he had taken two steps, he saw Yang Jian, Nezha, and Sun Wukong standing together!
Wuhu!

Very good!
He was killed twice, but this time he finally got to see all three big shots together!

He should be officially removed from the game and his character should be released from the game.
Shang Tianqi tried his best to suppress his excitement and took the initiative to greet them, his eyes constantly fixed on the figures of Sun Wukong, Nezha, and Yang Jian, while he asked Tang Sanzang:
"Elder, have you seen my wife and daughter? One of them went to the fields to deliver food, and the other went out to look for her."

"They've been heading in this direction, but it's already this late and they still haven't returned. I'm worried."

Shang Tianqi blinked, feigning ignorance:

"So, Elder, did you see them on the road?"

died.

They were all killed by Wukong.

Looking at the old man's kind and gentle face, Tang Sanzang felt guilty and couldn't speak.

The victim has come to our door.

How could it be fake?!
It seems that Nezha and Yang Jian were covering for Wukong just now.

Thinking of this, Tang Sanzang looked reproachfully at Nezha and Yang Jian.

Nezha's murderous aura was undisguised as he glared back with a cold smile.

Tang Sanzang felt his scalp tingle from Nezha's glare. He dared not treat the rebellious Nezha as he had scolded Sun Wukong. Instead, he sincerely approached Shang Tianqi and said, "Old man, it is all my fault for failing to teach the disciples properly, which has led to this terrible mistake!" Sun Wukong could not tolerate Tang Sanzang's doubts and leaped forward to kill the White Bone Demon.

Sun Wukong's idea was very simple.

Once the White Bone Demon reveals her true form, the master will believe him!

Nezha and Yang Jian watched coldly from the sidelines, ignoring Tang Sanzang's sudden display of saintly compassion, and waited for Sun Wukong to kill the demon.

Ah.

If you're lucky, you might even witness the spectacular scene of Tang Sanzang being bitten twice by a demon.

Logically speaking, given Sun Wukong's skills, Shang Tianqi would have been doomed this time.

Shang Tianqi had already closed his eyes contentedly, ready to log off and go eat barbecue!
However, Tang Sanzang caused trouble.

Tang Sanzang, with a stern face, stood rigidly in front of Shang Tianqi, preventing Sun Wukong from killing the demon, and instead angrily rebuked his good disciple who was wholeheartedly protecting him:

"Goku!"

"You dare to commit violence!"

"Master, I didn't..." Sun Wukong pleaded earnestly.

"If you don't get rid of the demon, you might not be able to obtain the true scriptures!"

Tang Sanzang disagreed and said righteously:

"What's the point of going on the pilgrimage if good people are killed indiscriminately?!"

Indiscriminate killing of good people?

Sun Wukong was both angry and furious upon hearing this.

He's said it so many times!

That's not a good person!
It's a fairy!
Brother Nezha and the Three-Eyed were also there.

Why won't the master believe him?

In his master's eyes, was he really such a villain who couldn't distinguish right from wrong and indiscriminately killed good people?!
Just then, a golden imperial edict fluttered down from the west and flew to Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang held the imperial edict, opened it, and saw eight large characters—

If the wicked are not eliminated, it will be difficult to obtain the true scriptures!
Tang Sanzang suddenly realized the truth.

He got it!
Even Buddha saw Wukong's mistakes!
He can no longer indulge Wukong!
Tang Sanzang, overjoyed at finding such a treasure, bowed towards the western direction and reverently said:
"The Buddha has issued a decree, and this disciple will heed it!"

the other side.

Sun Wukong glared fiercely at the White Bone Demon played by Shang Tianqi, and raised his golden cudgel to smash her.

"Fairy! Watch your moves!"

Shang Tianqi didn't dodge, instinctively offering himself up for death.

Hehe, if he can die under the Great Sage's golden cudgel, this trip won't be a waste!

Tang Sanzang could not stand idly by; he frowned and clasped his hands together.

As his lips moved, the death knell escaped his lips.

The headband given by Guanyin Bodhisattva was incredibly effective.

Sun Wukong felt as if his skull was about to explode, and cold sweat poured down his body.

Even if they wanted to kill the demon, they were powerless to do so.

it hurts!

The pain is even more unbearable than being crushed under the Five Finger Mountain!
"Ah..." Sun Wukong clutched his head in pain, rolling around on the ground, his consciousness blurred, the pain so intense he almost wanted to bang his head against the hard rocks!
Ao Lie was sweating profusely with anxiety. "Stop reading! Stop reading!"

However, Tang Sanzang remained unmoved, strictly following the Buddha's teachings, and continued to chant the Tightening-Headband Mantra.

"Shut up, you bald monk!"

At the critical moment, Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear swiftly touched Tang Sanzang's bald head, and he said coldly:

"If you dare read it again, I'll burn your travel permit to the ground!"

As he spoke, a ball of Samadhi Fire instantly burned to the edge of the luggage.

The clearance document is inside!
"Nezha, don't burn!"

Tang Sanzang was terrified and stopped reciting the headband incantation halfway through, daring not to continue.

Having traveled together for many days on the pilgrimage, Tang Sanzang knew very well what was going on.

Nezha is not Sun Wukong.

He's used to acting recklessly.

Nezha said he would burn things, and he really meant it!

Without the travel permit, how could he possibly travel to the Western Paradise to obtain the scriptures?

(End of this chapter)