I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"Wukong, go and retrieve the brocade cassock and Master Jinchi. Wuneng, Wujing, you two immediately leave the monastery and go to the village. Beat the drums and gongs and invite the people to uphold justice and judge Jinchi." After a moment's thought, Qin Yao suddenly gave the order.

"Yes, Master." Sun Wukong clasped his hands in a salute and immediately rode away on a cloud.

Pigsy showed no intention of moving, and asked with his head held high, "Master, why did you notify the villagers? Even if you wanted to find someone to judge Jinchi, shouldn't you have called the officials from the yamen?"

Qin Yao smiled and patiently explained, "The purpose of punishment is not just to go through the motions, but to make them truly feel the pain, like being hit with a board."

Haven't you noticed that Jin Chi has two main characteristics? One is greed for money, and the other is a strong desire to save face.

Only by targeting these two characteristics can we inflict the most pain and teach them the most profound lessons.

The idea, when put into practice, was to first publicly humiliate him after the people arrived, and then, in front of him, declare that the treasures he had amassed over the years would be returned to the people…

Pigsy suddenly widened his eyes and gasped.

So cruel.

They didn't kill him, but they destroyed his spirit. But for Jin Chi, this punishment of destroying his spirit was probably more painful than killing him!
In the blink of an eye.

Shortly after Pigsy and Sandy left, Monkey King flew back, holding a brocade cassock in his left hand and carrying the Golden Pond Master in his right.

Unexpectedly, just as he was preparing to land, he suddenly bumped into the black bear demon who was returning from hunting for food late at night. As their eyes met, the black bear demon immediately shouted, "Monkey demon, release my master!"

Sun Wukong paused, then asked in surprise, "Master? When did you become my disciple?"

With a flick of his wrists, the black bear spirit transformed his palms into bear paws and roared, "I'll count to three. If you still don't return my master by then, don't blame me for being impolite."

Sun Wukong sneered, "Try it."

"Don't try, don't try." The two of them were more fearless than the other, but Jin Chi was really scared and hurriedly said, "Disciple, let's talk this out."

The black bear spirit paused slightly, then transformed its bear paw back into its hand and asked, "Monkey demon, why did you capture my master?"

"Because your master wants to burn us to death," Sun Wukong said succinctly.

"impossible!"

The black bear spirit resolutely said, "My master is a highly virtuous monk; how could he do such a thing as disregarding human life?"

Sun Wukong shook Jinchi's body and said, "Tell me yourself."

Jin Chi said, "My life is now in your hands. Whatever you say goes."

Sun Wukong's eyes sharpened: "What do you mean, 'I say it's true'? Don't try to evade the question."

"Yes, yes, that is indeed true," said Master Jinchi.

However, with the groundwork laid by the previous statement, the Black Bear Spirit became convinced that Sun Wukong was coercing his master, and immediately said, "Master, don't worry, with me here, no one can distort the truth!"

Sun Wukong: "..."

This black bear is way too stubborn!

“I say, can we talk about this down here? It’s really cold up here,” Master Jinchi said, shivering in the silence.

"Monkey demon, I'll be waiting for you down here." The black bear demon immediately conjured a gust of demonic wind and plummeted towards the Zen temple.

Sun Wukong frowned slightly, but didn't say much. Wearing his brocade cassock, he and Master Jinchi descended from the clouds and stood beside Qin Yao.

half an hour.

With Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing each bringing dozens of villagers, Qin Yao said loudly, "Now that everyone is here, let's begin this public trial."

"Wait a minute!" The black bear demon suddenly raised his right hand and shouted, "What public trial? Who's being tried? Who's judging them?"

Qin Yao pointed to the sealed flames and said, "The one being judged is the black-hearted devil who committed arson and harmed people. Everyone present is both a judge and a witness."

Seeing that he did not directly frame his master, the black bear spirit silently lowered his arm and asked, "How should we interrogate him?"

Qin Yao then looked at Guangzhi and Guangmou and said, "You two tell me the cause and effect."

The black bear spirit stared intently at the two of them and threatened, "Tell the truth, or I'll throw you into the mountains to feed the dogs afterwards."

Two people: "..."

Jin Chi: "..."

"Did you hear that? He's telling you to tell the truth." A smile appeared between Qin Yao's brows as he suddenly shouted at Guangzhi and Guangmou.

The two men suddenly shivered and hurriedly told the truth, one after the other, which immediately caused a gasp of surprise from the crowd.

In their eyes, Master Jinchi, who had lived for 270 years and still showed no signs of aging, was like a celestial being or a living Buddha. Who would have thought that such a person would commit murder for money?

"A bunch of nonsense."

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, the Black Bear Spirit suddenly exclaimed, "Master Jinchi is a highly respected monk of our time. How could he possibly commit such a despicable act?"

"It must have been you two who plotted to murder for money. Now that your scheme has been exposed, and fearing punishment, you've tacitly shifted the blame entirely onto Master Jinchi, convinced that his benevolence will protect you from calamity."

Guangzhi: "..."

Guangmou: "..."

This black bear was clearly so easily fooled that it lost all sense of logic.

Knowing that their grandmaster had a demon henchman, even if they had the guts of a bear and the courage of a leopard, they wouldn't dare to impersonate their grandmaster, let alone frame him in front of everyone.

"Jin Chi, what do you have to say about the accusations against them?" From the flames, Qin Yao ignored the Black Bear Spirit and questioned the sorcerer Jin Chi.

Jin Chi clasped his hands together and closed his eyes: "This old monk accepts."

"Master..." the black bear spirit cried out.

Jin Chi interrupted, saying, "It is enough for this old monk to save the lives of the two of them."

"Here we go again!" Sun Wukong shouted, veins throbbing on his forehead. "This fellow is always good at shifting blame and portraying himself as innocent."

Qin Yao turned to look at Guangzhi and Guangmou and chuckled: "You two shouldn't be stupid, did you understand what Jinchi meant?"
He appeared to admit it, but deliberately confused right and wrong, leaving more room for speculation.

If you ultimately cannot distinguish right from wrong, the Black Bear Spirit might really kill you.

The two grand-disciples exchanged a glance, both seeing the determination in each other's eyes. Guangzhi then spoke first:
“Black Bear Spirit, let me tell you, Grandmaster Jinchi is not a great monk of our time at all, but a greedy scoundrel.”

"You're talking nonsense!" The black bear spirit roared in anger, clenching his fists as he walked toward the other party.

Sun Wukong suddenly appeared in front of him, raising his hand to press on his chest:

"Even if you get the answer you want by coercing someone to change their mind through violence, what's the point of that answer?"
"Keep listening. If you have anything to say, say it after he's finished."

Black Bear Spirit: "..."

Seeing that his demon uncle had been forcibly stopped, Guangmou let out a soft breath and said, "Guangzhi is right. Jinchi is greedy and lives an extremely extravagant life."

Over the years, he has amassed a large fortune through various means, including deception and robbery. You can get a glimpse of this fortune by looking at the scale and architecture of this Guanyin Temple.

What you may not know is that he also kept a large number of gold, silver and antiques in the library. In the dressing room alone, there were twelve cabinets for storing robes, all of which were of the highest quality.

Guanyin Temple does not engage in production, and Jinchi has no business. If it were not forcibly seized, how could he have so much wealth? Guangzhi then chimed in, “Not to mention anything else, just take the bear incident in Gejia Village. That bear was our uncle, the Black Bear Spirit, who is also the one standing in front of you.”

The master conspired with him to first scare the villagers, and after driving them to the brink of despair, he would then appear and pretend to be the savior.

In this way, they can swindle large sums of money and amass countless followers.

Black Bear Spirit: "..."

He couldn't refute this, since he had indeed done it.

"No wonder, no wonder..."

At this moment, the village chief of Gejia Village said loudly, "We were wondering what the black bear's purpose was at first, and we couldn't figure it out no matter what. It turns out that it was hiding such a scheme."

"Shameless Jinchi!" A loud-voiced middle-aged woman in the crowd angrily cursed.

"Shameless..."

"Shameless!!"

Others followed suit, making them the target of widespread condemnation.

Jin Chi didn't dare open his eyes at all; his face twitched uncontrollably, wishing he could die quickly.

The black bear spirit was also dumbfounded.

He had always trusted his master and never expected things to turn out this way.

"Disciple, quickly take your master away!"

Before he could even begin to reflect on the matter, he suddenly heard his master's voice in his ear.

His instinct to obey made him act subconsciously, stirring up a gust of demonic wind that enveloped Jin Chi's body and sent him soaring into the starry sky.

"Where to go!"

Sun Wukong shouted and hurriedly rode his cloud to chase after them.

Qin Yao and the people watched them disappear into the starry sky, then looked down at Guangzhi and Guangmou:

"Now that things have come to this, Jin Chi can no longer serve as the abbot of Guanyin Temple. You two have done a good job in exposing Jin Chi's true colors, so you can take over the temple."

The two of them widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Can we really do this?" Guangmou asked in a trembling voice after a long silence.

Qin Yao said, "Okay! However, I have one request."

“Holy Monk, please speak,” Guangzhi said with eager eyes.

"Use all the savings of Jinchi to help the people. From now on, Guanyin Temple can no longer accept gold or silver coins, and can only accept food donations," Qin Yao said.

Two people: "..."

"The holy monk is wise."

Just as the two were feeling resistant and preparing to try, cheers suddenly erupted from the crowd.

The sound shattered their hopes and dashed their joy.

"Bajie, Wujing, escort these people home." After a short while, when the cheers subsided, Qin Yao turned around and gave the order.

"Yes, Master."

The two disciples accepted the order and then led the hopeful people out of the monastery, disappearing before dawn.

"Let's go, take stock of the assets, and prepare to return them to the people."

When the vast Zen temple returned to silence, Qin Yao extinguished the fire in front of the guest room door with a wave of his sleeve, and then spoke to Guangzhi and Guangmou.

The two had no choice but to bow and obey.

Before long, night fell and dawn broke. Sun Wukong somersaulted back into the monastery. With a sweep of his divine sense, he found Qin Yao, who was supervising the two monks, in the Sutra Repository. He whispered, "Master, we couldn't catch them. They escaped back to the mountains."

Qin Yao looked in the direction of the voice and asked, "Can that mountain stop you?"

Sun Wukong looked helpless: "There are illusions in the mountains, and we lost track of them as we chased them..."

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said, "Then forget it. Perhaps this is fate."

He was reminded of the original Journey to the West, in which when the Black Bear Spirit escaped back to Black Wind Mountain, Sun Wukong was also helpless and went to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea to ask Guanyin for help...

"But what if Jinchi and the Black Bear Spirit come back after we leave? Guangzhi and Guangmou can't stop them." Sun Wukong scratched his head and asked seriously.

Qin Yao said, "After the temple's money is all gone, this Guanyin Temple will just be an empty shell for Jinchi."

Moreover, given his current reputation, he can no longer serve as abbot. At most, he will hold a grudge and beat up Guangzhi and Guangmou, which would be their retribution.

After all, although they have turned over a new leaf, it doesn't mean they are good people, nor does it mean their past mistakes can be erased.

Sun Wukong suddenly realized and said, "That's excellent! All those who did bad things have received their due punishment."

"Master, Master, we're back!" At this moment, Pigsy arrived on a cloud with Sandy and shouted loudly.

Qin Yao slowly walked out of the Sutra Repository and said with a smile, "You must all be tired after all this commotion late into the night."

"Yes, yes," Pigsy nodded vigorously, grinning as he said, "I'm so sleepy I can barely keep my eyelids open."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "Go and rest. We can talk about the rest after you've had some sleep..."

He also needed to stay here to supervise Guangzhi and Guangmou's distribution of wealth, so he would stay in the monastery for at least a few more days and would not urge his disciples to set off.

That being said, people's hearts are not to be tested. If he hadn't been watching over things personally, Guangzhi and Guangmou certainly wouldn't have given away all their wealth.

So the money they leave behind now may become the source of trouble in the future!
The next day.

Under Qin Yao's close watch, Guangzhi and Guangmou truly squandered all the money in the temple, even replacing the golden Guanyin statue in the main hall with a stone one, leaving not a single piece of gold or silver.

"As the saying goes, there are gods watching over you from above. Now that you are in Guanyin Temple, you must not be greedy, angry, or ignorant anymore. Cultivate yourself well and you will surely attain enlightenment one day."

Before departing, Qin Yao, leading the white dragon horse, stood in front of the temple and addressed Guangzhi and Guangmou, who had come to see him off.

"Thank you for your teachings, Holy Monk," the two said in unison.

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "Farewell, until we meet again."

"Holy Monk, please take care." The two bowed deeply and spoke again.

Qin Yao mounted his horse and led his disciples forward, their backs to the rising sun.

As they left Guanyin Temple and arrived at a stone forest, a loud shout suddenly rang out from above: "You think you can just pack up and leave like that?"

The four of them looked up and saw the Black Bear Spirit descending from the sky with his arms outstretched, slowly landing on a stone tablet, looking down at them from above.

"Otherwise what? What else do you want to say?" Sun Wukong flicked his right hand, pulled the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel) from his ear, his face cold. (End of Chapter)