I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"To be honest, the reason I was able to travel more than 50,000 miles was entirely due to the efforts of my three disciples."

Qin Yao pointed at Wukong and the others, and said with a big smile.

The older man then looked at the three of them and nodded slightly: "They are indeed extraordinary, with remarkable talent."

The man then introduced Qin Yao: "Master, this is my elder brother, who is also the head of Chen Family Manor; as for me, you can call me the Second Head of the Manor."

Qin Yao nodded slightly, feigning ignorance, and asked, "May I ask, Master Chen, Second Master, what is the purpose of this ritual performed by your household?"

The second master said gently, "It's lunchtime now. Please come to the inner hall to enjoy the vegetarian dishes. We can talk while we eat."

“Great!” Pigsy said impatiently, “Please lead the way, Second Master.”

Qin Yao shook his head speechlessly.

No matter how much you say, it's no use trying to change this old pig's nature.

After a short while, everyone sat together in the inner hall, watching the servants place plates of vegetarian dishes on the table, which soon filled the entire table.

Pigsy had no concept of politeness, picked up his chopsticks and started eating, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Qin Yao ignored him and instead looked at the two people in the main seats, waiting for them to explain the cause and effect of this predicament...

Under his gaze, the penniless Master Chen sighed softly, "Master, you are unaware that we are preparing for a funeral feast."

“I know about preparing a palace in advance, and I also know about preparing a food offering for the deceased, but who prepares a food offering for the dead in advance?” Sun Wukong asked subconsciously, looking surprised.

Master Chen sighed softly, his lips trembling, his face filled with sorrow, unable to speak.

The second master then took over the conversation, saying, "The thing is, we have a temple dedicated to the Great King Linggan here, and there is a Great King Linggan in the temple."

He possessed great magical powers. When he first arrived, the village was doing well. He blessed us with good weather and abundant harvests. But gradually, he made a request..."

"What are your requirements?" Pigsy asked with a smile.

The second master glanced at his elder brother and said in a low voice, "He told us to worship him once a year, and each time we worship, we need to offer a pair of young boys and girls."

Pigsy's smile suddenly froze, and Monkey King frowned slightly.

Qin Yao took in their behavior and then asked, "What does he want with young boys and girls?"

"Eat," Master Chen suddenly replied.

Sun Wukong could no longer contain himself and slammed his fist on the table: "Outrageous! They deserve to die!"

The head of the manor said with a bitter expression, "We don't want to offer young boys and girls either, but if we miss even one offering, he will cast a spell to cause a severe drought or flood here. At that time, it won't just be two children who die, but many people."

"Asshole."

Sun Wukong, who hated evil as much as he did, immediately said, "Where is the temple of the Great King Linggan? Show me the way, and I'll go and kill that damned guy right now."

Upon hearing this, the two brothers' expressions changed, and they waved their hands at the same time. Master Chen said, "Master, please don't be impulsive. That King Linggan is cruel by nature. Even if you defeat him, if you can't kill him completely, we will be the ones who suffer in the end."

The second master nodded and said, "Brother is right. You may all be extraordinary, but we still need to plan carefully before we can deal with King Linggan."

Sun Wukong said, "You just don't believe me."

“Wukong,” Qin Yao said, “putting yourself in their shoes, they’re just afraid things will get worse.”

He knew very well that if he let Wukong do as he pleased, the result would be the same as in the original story: he would definitely not be able to kill the Great King Linggan.

In addition, Guanyin's attitude is of paramount importance.

After all, this fish demon was a creature from her lotus pond in the Purple Bamboo Grove, so it's hard to say whether she sent it just to make up the numbers...

Sun Wukong exhaled a breath of stale air and looked at Qin Yao: "Master, do you have any foolproof plan?"

“First, we need to go back to the Tilan Guanyin Temple,” Qin Yao said with a smile.

The three disciples were all taken aback. Sun Wukong was the first to ask, "Should we still ask Guanyin Bodhisattva for help? Wouldn't that be a bad idea?"

He knew that his master had gone to the Purple Bamboo Grove when dealing with the Roc Demon, and now that the Roc Demon calamity had just passed, seeking help from Guanyin again felt like taking an inch and wanting a mile.

In other words, is it you, Tang Xuanzang, who are on the pilgrimage, or is it Guanyin, who is on the pilgrimage?
"Yes, Master."

Although Pigsy has a pig's brain, he's not stupid at all. Instead, he instantly understood what his elder brother meant: "Why don't we ask someone else for help? We can't just keep using Guanyin Bodhisattva because she's so useful, can we?"

Qin Yao looked at him with amusement and said, "What kind of outrageous words are you saying? Quickly apologize to the Bodhisattva."

"Bodhisattva, I'm sorry."

At his prompting, Pigsy realized that the word "useful" was indeed inappropriate for Guanyin, and immediately faced south and bowed in respect.

“Master, although Pigsy’s words were inappropriate, his meaning was correct. Would you like to reconsider?” Sun Wukong asked softly.

Qin Yao said gently, "You've all misunderstood. I'm not going to ask the Bodhisattva for help, but to ask whether this Linggan King can be killed."

"Why do we need to ask the Bodhisattva about such a thing?" Pigsy blinked, racking his brains but still couldn't figure out the key point.

Qin Yao explained, "The reason is simple: the Tilan Guanyin Temple is too close to Chenjiazhuang, and there are incense offerings in the temple..."

Under normal circumstances, how could a monster without a background or powerful backer dare to engage in cannibalism near a Guanyin temple? Especially not children?
Therefore, asking questions beforehand is essential to determining the next step.

After hearing this explanation, the three apprentices finally understood and looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, Sha Wujing suddenly looked at Qin Yao with envy and sighed, "If only I could be as smart as my master in the future."

Sun Wukong said with a smile, "When we arrive at the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Buddha will reward us according to our merits, and among the Buddha fruits conferred upon us will be the roots of wisdom."

After you've absorbed this wisdom, you might still not reach the same level as your master, but you'll definitely be much smarter than you are now.

Sha Wujing was overjoyed: "That's wonderful! I can't wait to get to the Great Thunder Temple tomorrow!"

Qin Yao smiled and then said, "Let's go, let's go to the Guanyin Temple with Baskets!"

Shortly after.

Qin Yao went first, followed by his three disciples. The four of them entered the Guanyin Temple with the Basket in one after another, burned incense and chanted scriptures. The Guanyin statue carrying the basket immediately shone with golden light once more...

"Xuanzang, why are you back again?"

Qin Yao slowly released his hands, raised his eyes and said, "Reporting to the Bodhisattva, Xuanzang has a question."

Guanyin asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yao said, "Not long ago, after we left this temple, we came to a place called Chenjiazhuang. According to the village head, there is a spirit king in the surrounding waters that eats two children called the Golden Boy and Jade Girl every year. It is extremely heinous and its crimes are too numerous to count."

But I just can't understand it. What gives that Inspiration King the right to act like this near your temple? Does he truly have no reverence whatsoever for the Bodhisattva?

Guanyin paused slightly, then said, "I just calculated with my fingers, and if nothing unexpected happens, that Linggan King is a goldfish that escaped from my lotus pond. When it was in the lotus pond, it often eavesdropped on my sermons, and thus gained spirituality and magical power, but it also developed strong selfish desires."

Therefore, when I left the Purple Bamboo Grove, it secretly ran out of the Lotus Pond and came to the Tongtian River, occupying the old turtle's water palace. Who would have thought it would now commit the heinous act of cannibalism!

"Amitabha."

Qin Yao clasped his hands together, chanted Buddhist mantras, and then looked intently at the statue, saying, "Bodhisattva, what do you think we should do with this goldfish spirit?"

Based on the goodwill built up recently, Guanyin did not act arbitrarily, but instead asked in a consultative manner, "What are your thoughts?"

Qin Yao calmly said, "I only hope that good and evil will eventually be rewarded, so that others will not have the opportunity to use this to attack my Buddhist sect."

"good."

Guanyin did not hesitate at all and said softly, "Go do what you want to do. I support your decision."

Qin Yao bowed slightly: "Thank you, Bodhisattva."

After she finished speaking, the statue of Guanyin carrying a basket immediately lost its light...

"No wonder the Great King of Inspiration dared to commit violence nearby; it turns out he thought that even if he was discovered, his life wouldn't be in danger," Sun Wukong said softly.

Pigsy said, "He's in big trouble this time... No one can save him!"

Sha Wujing grinned and said, "Shall we go and catch this fish now to make soup?"

"Wukong is not good at water combat. Are you two sure you can defeat him underwater?" Qin Yao asked.

"Just a mere goldfish spirit..."

Pigsy confidently declared, "I am the reincarnation of Marshal Tianpeng, and Sandy is the reincarnation of General Curtain-Raising. If we join forces, are we afraid we can't subdue each other?"

Seeing that his nostrils were practically pointing skyward, Qin Yao smiled and shook his head: "Then you guys go ahead and give it a try. I'll be waiting for you to come back from Chenjiazhuang..."

half an hour.

Chenjiazhuang.

In the courtyard.

Master Chen, accompanied by two chubby children, a boy and a girl, approached Qin Yao with a beaming smile and said, "Chengjin, Guanbao, quickly pay your respects to the Holy Monk."

Ever since Qin Yao returned and told him about his disciples' hunt for the Great King of Inspiration, the title that Master Chen used to address him quietly changed from "Master" to "Holy Monk"...

"Greetings, Holy Monk!" the two children said in unison.

Qin Yao smiled at them and raised his hand, saying, "No need for formalities."

The two children then looked at their father and started clamoring to eat.

"go Go."

Enough with their noise, Master Chen had no choice but to let them pass. He then turned to Qin Yao and said, "Please forgive my rudeness, Holy Monk. I had my children late in life, so I dote on them."

Qin Yao nodded: "I understand, it's okay. It's not a big problem for kids to be playful and greedy."

"The holy monk's heart is as vast as the sea."

Master Chen subconsciously offered a compliment, then asked seriously, "Do you think your three esteemed disciples can kill King Linggan this time?"

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said, "The chances are slim."

Master Chen's heart skipped a beat, and his expression stiffened slightly: "You have so little faith in them?"

Qin Yao said, "The main problem is that my strongest disciple is not good at naval warfare, and the opponent also has the advantage of terrain underwater, so their chances of winning are not high if they act rashly."

Master Chen asked in confusion, "Then why did you still let them go?"

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Because if I say that, they might not believe me. They might even think that I'm boosting their morale while diminishing our own. Once they come back from the Water Mansion after suffering some hardship, they'll definitely behave themselves."

A strange light flashed in Master Chen's eyes as he said, "No wonder the Holy Monk was able to win over the three of them. His ability to manage his subordinates is truly astonishing."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "It's not as exaggerated as you say. It's just some small experience that we've summarized during the team's adjustment period."

Seeing his confident and composed demeanor, Master Chen's heart stirred slightly: "You should already have a complete follow-up plan, right?"

Qin Yao smiled and nodded: "Yes, we'll wait for Wukong and the others to return..."

More than an hour later.

As Qin Yao had predicted, the three brothers returned dejectedly. Upon seeing Qin Yao and Master Chen sitting in the courtyard, they hurriedly came to pay their respects.

"Judging from your appearance, you probably didn't succeed," Qin Yao said gently, looking at the three of them.

Sun Wukong sighed softly, "The three of us went into the water together and agreed that I would deal with the little demons, while the other two would fight the demon king together."

But to our surprise, in less than a hundred rounds, the Demon King had them completely overwhelmed, and we had no choice but to flee in defeat.

After we came out of the water, I had an idea: to have the two of them go down and lure the Inspiration King up. But I didn't expect that the goldfish spirit was so cunning; it didn't pursue us at all, so I was at a loss.

"Master, Master, do you have any good ideas?" Zhu Bajie asked immediately after Sun Wukong finished speaking, not wanting to talk about the battle anymore.

After all, if one succeeds, meticulously analyzing the process is a form of subtle boasting. But now that one has failed, delving into the reasons for the failure is tantamount to public execution.

Putting everything else aside, Old Man Chen was watching from the sidelines, and he didn't want to lose face in front of ordinary people!

Qin Yao nodded slightly: "I have an idea!"

"I knew it." Pigsy snapped his fingers with delight, then stared at Qin Yao without blinking: "Let's hear Master's insight!"

Qin Yao said, "There are still two days until the River Sacrifice. We can pretend to leave Chen Family Village first, but secretly hide in the manor."

On the day of the river sacrifice, you and Wukong will play the roles of the Golden Boy and Jade Girl, while I will play the role of Master Chen, using the excuse of sending my children off on their final journey to come to the Linggan Temple.

"I'll close the door then, and you can go fishing... no, I mean fishing. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, everything will be foolproof."

"Brilliant!" Pigsy clapped his hands and said, "What do you think, Eldest Brother?"

"Do I need to think about it? Master's idea is definitely sound." Sun Wukong said with a smile, "Then let's pretend to set off... and sneak back at night!"

That night.

Tongtian River.

Water Turtle Mansion.

A strange man in red robes, with white hair, a long beard, and a fish-like face, was sitting at a stone table, feasting on the meat before him, when a hideous old woman suddenly rushed into the main hall, beaming, and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, great joy..." (End of Chapter)