I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"Amitabha, esteemed benefactors, may I ask what you are doing?" After a short while, Qin Yao led his white horse to the tree and asked knowingly.

Based on the original plot, he knew that these people were waiting for the Black Bear Spirit to come, but given his current status, he could only use this method of questioning to actively guide the Black Bear Spirit and Elder Jinchi to reveal their tribulations!

"This has nothing to do with you, get out of here, get out of here..."

On the tree, among the branches, a muscular man with dark skin and a bare upper body waved his hands repeatedly, trying to shoo it away.

"Hey, watch your tone," Sun Wukong said, his brows furrowed slightly as he raised his head.

"Wukong," Qin Yao said, "You mustn't be rude."

“Master, this guy was clearly the one who was rude to you first,” Sun Wukong replied.

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Stop talking. Let's step aside and observe the situation."

"No!" the strong man on the tree trunk said resolutely after hearing his words.

"Hey, aren't you being a bit too domineering?" Sun Wukong said, suppressing his anger. "We're here to ask you questions, and you're upset about being disturbed, fine, but why can't we even watch from the sidelines?"

The burly man had no interest in saying anything more to him. Seeing that the man was persistent, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Village Chief, Village Chief..."

At his repeated shouts, a group of people rushed over, wielding farm tools, and stared intently at the westward-bound group. One of the men, with gray hair, looked up and asked, "Xiao Shuan, what's the matter?"

The burly man pointed at Sun Wukong and said, "Village chief, please get rid of them quickly, otherwise it will definitely affect the hunting plan."

The village chief immediately looked in the direction he was pointing and asked, "Who are you people, and what do you want?"

Qin Yao said, "We are from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, on our way to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. We were passing through your place and became curious, so we stopped to ask questions."

"The Great Tang Dynasty of the East..."

A look of surprise flashed across the village chief's eyes, and then he said, "Please come with me. After we enter the village, I will tell you the details."

In his opinion, if what the monk said was true, then their group must be incredibly powerful.

After all, it's at least 50,000 to 60,000 li from the Tang Dynasty in the East to this place. There must have been plenty of bandits, robbers, and even demons and monsters along the way. To be able to come here alive is no small feat!
Shortly after.

The village chief personally led the group to his home, invited them to sit on the stone benches in the courtyard, and then solemnly said, "At this crucial moment, I will not serve you tea."

Let's be frank. Since you've stopped here out of curiosity about our actions, let me explain why.

Xiao Shuan didn't let you stay under the tree because he was worried you would sabotage the bear-hunting operation.

This black bear came to our village three days ago. After entering the village, it caused a great deal of damage, which terrified us and made our lives miserable.

Strangely, it neither steals nor harms people; it simply enjoys destroying houses and smashing things. It's quite bizarre, and no one can figure out what it's thinking.

Moreover, three days ago, when it was about to leave, it spoke in human language, saying that it would come back in three days, which is today.

This is the main reason why we collect fruits and vegetables and set traps.

"I see. In that case, that man named Xiaoshuan isn't so bad after all," Sun Wukong murmured.

The village chief responded, "He's just a little impatient and nervous; he didn't mean to offend you."

"Village chief, village chief..."

Suddenly, a villager tumbled into the yard, panicking, and said, "The black bear demon is here! The fishing net can't hold him at all. Xiao Shuan and the others are no match for the black bear demon either. They've all been defeated."

The village chief's expression changed drastically, and he looked at the group of people in front of him: "May I ask if any of you have the ability to subdue demons and monsters?"

"Have!"

Pigsy suddenly raised his right hand and slowly stood up: "To tell you the truth, in my previous life I was..."

"Stop showing off, let's go check out the situation at the village entrance first." Sun Wukong pressed down on his right hand, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

He was warlike, skilled in battle, and even delighted in the prospect of war. Especially after his battle with the Long-Armed Ape, he often felt empty inside, so he was almost impatient at this moment.

Before long, Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, walked in front, with the others following behind him back to the village entrance. There, they saw dozens of villagers lying haphazardly on the ground, and a giant bear, more than two meters tall and covered in black fur, standing on its hind legs next to a pile of fruits and vegetables, coldly watching them.

The village chief swallowed hard and asked, glancing sideways, "Master, is this it? Are you sure you can handle it?"

"Wukong, are you sure you can do it?" Qin Yao asked with a smile.

"Just you wait and see!" Sun Wukong twirled his Ruyi Jingu Bang and strode towards the Black Bear Demon.

"You monster, cease your arrogance!"

Suddenly, a loud and energetic shout rang out from behind the black bear spirit, attracting the attention of everyone, including Qin Yao.

In sight, four novice monks in blue robes were carrying a golden chair, on which sat a golden-robed monk.

Behind the seat followed eighteen martial monks wielding staffs, each with a robust physique and imposing presence, which made the golden-robed monk appear even more noble.

"Wukong, what are you waiting for?"

In the midst of this silence, Qin Yao suddenly asked.

Sun Wukong seemed to wake from a dream, suddenly leaped up, raised his staff and swung it down: "Demon, take this from your old Sun!"

Sensing the terrifying power of the iron rod, the black bear spirit dared not be careless. He channeled all his demonic energy into his paws and forcefully clashed with the iron rod.

"Boom, bang, bang..."

The bear paw and the iron rod clashed countless times in an instant, sparks flying and deafeningly loud, seemingly evenly matched.

But in Qin Yaofa's eyes, the black bear spirit's fat paws were trembling, and its face was even more ferocious. It was obviously in pain, but it did not utter a sound because of its strong endurance.

At this moment, the golden-robed monk on the seat suddenly stood up, and with a flick of his wrist, threw out a string of Buddhist beads. The beads fell from the sky, passed over the black bear demon's head, and landed on his arms, tightening instantly and thus restricting his ability to resist.

Sun Wukong frowned slightly, kicked the black bear demon several meters away through the air, and then said lightly to the golden-robed monk, "I didn't say I asked for your help, did I? What are you meddling for?"

"Amitabha."

The golden-robed monk clasped his hands together and said calmly, "This humble monk only wants to subdue this demon as soon as possible, and has no intention of stealing your credit."

Sun Wukong: "..."

"Wukong, come back," Qin Yao suddenly said. He knew very well that Sun Wukong couldn't out-argue this old monk, and if he were to be guided by him again, he would immediately show his reckless and irritable side and be at a disadvantage.

"Yes, Master."

Sun Wukong hadn't expected this, but he was very obedient and quietly retreated to the side of the white horse, watching his master confront the golden-robed monk.

"As the saying goes, a great teacher produces outstanding students. If the master's students are so capable, the master himself must be even more excellent. I am Abbot Jinchi of Guanyin Temple. May I ask your name?"

The golden-robed monk descended from his seat with the grace of a treading stone, and bowed to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "This humble monk is Xuanzang, from the East."

"Master, you are just being modest."

Sun Wukong felt that the monk opposite him was a bit fake and pretentious, so he deliberately said, "Master Jinchi, I'm afraid you don't know this, but my master is the younger brother of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, second only to the Emperor and above all officials."

"Wukong," Qin Yao said solemnly, his smile fading, "No one asked you about this."

Sun Wukong chuckled sheepishly, not daring to argue back. However, the way the surrounding people looked at Qin Yao had changed; their fervent and awe made Master Jinchi, who had come to harvest faith, quite uncomfortable.

"Cough cough."

After clearing his throat to calm himself down, Master Jinchi forced a smile and said, "Getting back to the point... Black Bear Spirit, why are you causing trouble here?"

The black bear spirit said in a muffled voice, "I just thought it was fun."

"Nonsense!" Master Jinchi said sternly, "Do you know that you almost destroyed a village? Cause and effect are cyclical, and good and evil are rewarded accordingly. This karmic burden will surely fall on your head."

The black bear spirit seemed frightened and hurriedly knelt down, asking with a bewildered expression, "Master, what should I do?"

"It's very simple. Return to the deep mountains, devote yourself to cultivation, and it would be best to think more about the principles of human life, read some scriptures to broaden your knowledge and improve your character. Only in this way can you achieve enlightenment."

As Master Jinchi spoke with measured intonation, he suddenly looked at Qin Yao and asked, "Master Xuanzang, is what I said correct?"

"That's true, but who can guarantee he won't do it again?" Qin Yao wasn't falling for it at all, and even retorted.

Master Jinchi's heart sank slightly, and he asked, "What does Master Xuanzang mean?"

Qin Yao smiled, and with a flick of his wrist, he took out the golden headband that Guanyin had returned to him, holding it aloft in the air above his palm:

“This is a tight band that takes root in the flesh. It can cause severe headaches through incantations to force obedience. Why don’t we put it on the black bear spirit’s head and let him stay with us for a while? If he repents, we can release him back to the mountain.”

"No!" Master Jinchi exclaimed instinctively.

Qin Yao feigned ignorance and asked, "Why not?"

Jin Chi's thoughts raced, and he finally came up with a reason: "As the saying goes, time reveals all. In such a short period of time, it is not difficult to pretend. Therefore, I believe that this is not enough to see the black bear's true nature."

"Then what do you mean?" Sun Wukong asked.

Jin Chi clasped his hands together and said earnestly, "To be honest, the Five Elements Vajra Buddhist beads that I used to lock it up also have the effect of tightening the band. Why don't I let this black bear spirit stay by my side? I will have enough time to observe its nature."

Qin Yao said, "It's possible, but I don't think the headband and the Five Elements Vajra Buddhist beads should conflict, right? I can wear the headband on the Black Bear Spirit's head and the Five Elements Vajra Buddhist beads around its neck. With two layers of restraint, it will be more reassuring."

Master Jinchi waved his hand repeatedly: "It's mainly because you are all just passing through here. It would be a pity if such a precious magic treasure only played an auxiliary role."

"Let's make it this way. Our meeting is fate. Please come and visit my Guanyin Temple so I can fulfill my duty as host."

Qin Yao pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and finally put the headband back into his sleeve: "Very well, since Master Jinchi has said so, this humble monk has no choice but to respectfully comply."

Compared to putting the headband on the black bear spirit's head, he valued the two trials of being burned at night and losing his cassock more.

Both of these dilemmas occurred at Guanyin Temple, so a visit to the temple is a must, and it's not advisable to fall out with Jinchi yet.

Otherwise, these two dilemmas will certainly be replaced by other variables, and the outcome will be unpredictable, almost equivalent to crippling one's own prophetic abilities!
Shortly after.

Elder Jinchi led Qin Yao and the others to a Zen temple nestled against the mountain and beside the water. The temple had an ornate gate and gleaming steps, and inside, not a single leaf fell, and not a speck of dust was visible.

Whether it's the surrounding scenery or the temple architecture, this place far surpasses ordinary temples, making it a true Buddhist holy site.

“I have never seen any other temple as magnificent and imposing as this one along our journey.”

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the main hall from the main gate, and Sha Wujing spoke from the bottom of his heart.

A smug smile appeared on Master Jinchi's face. Driven by his nature, he couldn't help but show off:
"I, an old monk, have lived for 270 years, and I have spent 200 of those years running this temple."

"Not only for your journey here, but also in the entire world, there is no temple more magnificent, more solemn, or more beautiful than this one."

Sun Wukong hated his ostentatious manner and said sarcastically, "What's the use of being so magnificent, solemn, or beautiful? It's just a bunch of mundane things."

Jin Chi paused slightly with a smile and said, "These are just things displayed here for ordinary people to see; they are naturally mundane objects. However, since you are all extraordinary people, I will bring out some good things for you to examine."

Having said that, he glanced sideways and said in a low voice, "Guangzhi, Guangmou, quickly bring out my Sun and Moon Golden Cicada and Bodhidharma Wooden Fish."

"no need."

Seeing that the two white-robed monks were about to make their move, Qin Yao immediately raised his hand to stop them: "We are just ordinary mortals, and we are afraid that we cannot appreciate such high-end treasures, so there is no need to display them."

Master Jinchi's brows furrowed slightly as he said, "Does Master Xuanzang perhaps look down on my two treasures?"

"No," Qin Yao said, "It's just that they have self-awareness."

Master Jinchi remained silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "You all come from a great and prestigious country, and Master Xuanzang is the emperor's younger brother. You must be carrying many rare treasures of our time, right? I wonder if this old monk is qualified to take a look at your treasures?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yao immediately transmitted his voice to his three disciples, saying, "Don't flaunt your wealth, and don't be arrogant."

In the original story, when Sun Wukong went to the Purple Bamboo Forest to seek help from Guanyin because he couldn't defeat the Black Bear Spirit, Guanyin's answer was quite interesting.

She blamed the calamity entirely on Sun Wukong, saying that if Sun Wukong had simply laughed off Jinchi's disdain and hadn't flaunted his brocade cassock, he wouldn't have aroused Jinchi's greed.

If Sun Wukong had been able to restrain himself and not fight the Black Bear Spirit, the uproar would not have been so great.

In short, you did something wrong. If you disagree with this, then think about it carefully. Once you no longer disagree, you don't need to think about it anymore...

At this very moment, Qin Yao was present, still holding the position of Sun Wukong's master. He absolutely could not stand by and watch this scene unfold! (End of Chapter)