Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 249 The white mouse came to the door, and the golden cicada was born
After staying in the Lingbao Sect for half a month, some important people were recognized, and after learning about some things, Wu Ming took Yuan Tiangang back to Fuyun Temple.

"Disciple congratulates the teacher for granting the title of Daoist True Monarch."

Yuan Shoucheng stepped forward to congratulate.

"Haha, you have a heart, gather all the disciples, and I can preach for them."

Yuan Shoucheng immediately went to call his disciples to Sanqing Hall, and Wu Ming went to the stage to give lectures.

For a moment, three flowers appeared on the top, and the bodhi tree became taller and more miraculous after being nourished by merit and incense.

A seven-spotted ladybug shuttled between the branches and leaves, eating the bugs one by one.

Xiniu Hezhou, Huanghuaguan.

The little bear was sleeping under the bodhi tree, but it found that sleeping under the tree was very comfortable, but suddenly it heard a rattling sound, and woke up immediately.

I saw that the tree was growing continuously, and it grew from a height of one person to a height of three feet in a short time.

Little Bear couldn't help scratching his head, I didn't water or fertilize today, why did I grow so fast?

Scorpion Jing was resting at first, but was startled by this strange phenomenon, so she was admitted to the hospital for examination.

"Little bear, what are you doing? How did this tree grow so big?"

Little Bear hurriedly waved his hands and said, "I didn't do anything, I just slept under the tree and it grew so big."

Xie Zijing secretly said, this tree was planted by the senior brother, and this change presumably is because the senior brother has benefited from it, so it should be a good thing.

"Well, go to sleep."

Then he left the courtyard and was trimming flowers and plants in the front yard with a few flower demon maids, but at this time an old servant came to report.

"Ma'am, a young girl came from outside the mountain gate, and she said it was..."

Xie Zijing called herself Mrs. Yusheng. He was very happy to hear the word "Madame", but he couldn't help shouting: "You old tree, you have something to say. Is it possible for our Huanghua Temple to be afraid of someone to make trouble?"

The old servant then said: "The girl said that she is the daughter of Master Guanzhu who came to pay her respects."

"Huh? Daughter? My senior brother is a daughter from where the body of pure yang comes from! Bring me the armor, and I want to see which goblin dares to blackmail people!"

"Yes, ma'am."

Even though he put on the armor and took the three-pronged fork, Xiao Xiong immediately wore the small armor when he heard that there were foreign enemies coming, held the spear, touched the purple gold bell hanging on his chest, and walked out of the mountain gate together to check.

Sure enough, there was a young girl standing outside, it was the half of Avalokitesvara, the golden-nosed white-haired rat spirit.

Seeing her charming appearance, Xie Zijing was immediately displeased, so he shouted: "Who are you, how dare you pretend to be someone else's daughter and cheat here?"

Both of them have stayed in Lingshan for hundreds of years, but on weekdays they are real wanderers, and the mouse spirit is naturally a little afraid of the scorpion spirit and dare not approach, so the two are really unfamiliar.

"Hmph, who are you woman? I am Diyong's wife, Jin Nian, and now I am here to visit my father."

Seeing that she insisted, Xie Zijing was afraid that she had misidentified the way, so he asked, "Who is your father? Where is he from? A monk or a Taoist?"

The white-haired mouse said: "My father is the multi-eyed lord, who lives in Huanghua Temple in Yanxia Mountain, so he is here."

"Bold! You goblin dare to fight at the mountain gate!"

The scorpion spirit said angrily, and then raised the three-pronged fork and poked it head-on.

The white-haired mouse spirit also became angry, why is this woman so unreasonable, could it be her father's concubine?

Seeing the danger of the fork approaching, he drew two swords to meet him.

But in terms of fighting skills, the white-haired mouse spirit is far behind the scorpion spirit, and can't fight in less than ten rounds.

When even lost the sword, the scorpion spirit stabbed in the air with a fork, but there was no shadow on the spot.

"Huh? The technique of earth escape."

The white-haired mouse spirit drilled out from another place and threw a stone, but it was crushed by the scorpion spirit with a fork.

Afterwards, the two played a game of whack-a-mole, but the five-element escapism skill of Scorpion was not good enough for her for a while.

"Come out and fight with my aunt for a few rounds!"

The voice of the white-haired mouse spirit came from the ground: "You fox spirit only has some brute force, what can you do to me?"

"Master Xiong, do you think that is really the master's daughter?"

The little bear scratched his head again, how could he know, he didn't dare to set fire to her with the purple golden bell, what if it was really a romantic debt left by the master outside...

After fighting for half a day, the two of them couldn't do anything to each other, so they stopped fighting and rested halfway.

Little Xiong asked her why she said she was the daughter of her master.

Knowing that these are all under his father's command, the white-haired mouse spirit told the cause and effect and the events of the Obon Festival.

Naturally, some details were instinctively hidden.

"Hey, it turned out to be the daughter of the mouse princess! I didn't expect that fellow to die still thinking about my senior brother."

Xie Zijing sneered suddenly, as for her own daughter, she would never believe it.

Then he said to the white-haired mouse spirit: "It turns out that such a thing happened, but I was reckless.

But, since you recognize my senior brother as your father, why didn't you even have a gift when you came here for the first time? "

The white-haired mouse spirit immediately stayed where it was, and said: "It's extremely, it's because I came here in a hurry but I forgot to prepare a present, but I don't know what father likes, so I will prepare it now."

Scorpion Jing rolled her eyes and said, "Just a heart, nothing expensive."

"Okay, I'll get ready now."

The white-haired mouse spirit immediately went underground and escaped.

"Why does Madam want her to prepare a gift? If we accept it, the master will come back..."

But Xie Zijing rolled his eyes and said: "This is all caused by my senior brother. I am not good at self-discipline. I will deal with it after I ask my senior brother."

"Go, look back."

Then they closed the mountain gate, and everyone returned to the temple to rest without mentioning it.

However, it is said that the little monk Kong traveled all the way to the west, traveled for several years, and encountered countless crises along the way.

There are many wolves, tigers, leopards, demons and ghosts, but they survived with great luck every time.

But this day came to the bank of a big river.

I saw that he was unkempt and ragged, and I couldn't help being happy when I saw the big river.

You can wash it well, remove the mud stains, wash the clothes by the way, and dry them to go on your way.

Then he took off his clothes, grabbed the aquatic plants on the shore and washed himself.

But they didn't know that under the waves, a pair of scarlet eyes had already stared fiercely at this piece of fat.

Fakong was in a state of joy, but suddenly he saw a strong wind, a big wave, and a monster jumped out of the wave.

So vicious!

Along the way, Fakong thought he had seen many evil monsters, but he was still frightened by the guy in front of him.

"I haven't eaten in the past few days, and I'm starving. I didn't expect to go out today and run into great luck. I should benefit from it!"

The monster jumped out of the water, but took Fakong away.

"My lord, the poor monk is a monk who went to the west to learn scriptures..."

Fakong shouted.

That monster doesn't care about these things, he's hungry right now, don't say you're a Buddhist monk, even if you're an arhat from the Western Spirit Mountain, you should still eat.

After sinking into the water, without any protection, Fakong died immediately, and he was able to use it in the cave.

It's just that the monk's head kept floating up, gnawed all the flesh, and was strung up by him and hung on his chest.

But on this day, many eminent monks in Nanfang Buzhou had a dream together.

In that dream, a cicada was hanging on a tree but was eaten by a praying mantis that suddenly jumped out.

(End of this chapter)