I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

After bidding farewell to Erlang Shen and Little Lark, the westward journey team, having passed the Guanyin Temple, embarked on their journey again. After many days of hardship and traversing mountains and valleys, they finally caught sight of the city-state once more.

Pigsy, whose feet ached from walking, couldn't help but cry tears of joy. His previously weak body seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and he unknowingly found himself at the very front.

These past few days, he has been unable to eat or sleep well, and he misses the days when he stayed at the homes of Buddhist monks.

However, as he walked, he keenly noticed that the temperature around him was getting higher and higher, and it was both stuffy and hot. He subconsciously muttered to himself, "Could it be that I've come to another fiery mountain?"

"Something's definitely up to no good. Let's ask someone." Qin Yao dismounted, intentionally guiding the conversation.

How could he not know that the reason for the heat was that a downpour was about to begin, and the reason for the downpour was that Erlang Shen's mother was going to cry at the appointed time again.

To be honest, this setting is actually quite bizarre.

Any intelligent being can cry or laugh at will, but to be sad and shed tears at the exact moment of each other's downfall for over a hundred years is quite absurd...

"Hey, old man."

Under his deliberate guidance, Sun Wukong quickly stopped a woodcutter carrying firewood and waved with a smile.

"Monster!!!"

The woodcutter glanced at his hairy face, then turned to see Pigsy with pig ears and a pig nose, and Sandy with a fierce appearance. He was so frightened that he threw the bundles of firewood forward and ran away.

Sun Wukong: "..."

Haven't the people here ever seen fairies?

What a fuss!
“Wukong, Bajie, the people here don’t seem to have any experience living with demons. They seem to be quite afraid of the demon race. You should change your facial features,” Qin Yao said gently in front of the white horse.

Sun Wukong nodded, and with a thought, the monkey hair on his face instantly vanished without a trace.

In comparison, Pigsy's situation was a bit more complicated. He first rubbed his hands together to warm them up and then kneaded his ears to resemble those of an ordinary person.

Then he kept patting the pig's nose until it resembled a human nose, and then asked, "Master, do we not need to shrink the belly anymore?"

Sun Wukong rubbed his hands together, laughing, and said, "If you don't want to fight, I can help you!"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Pigsy hurriedly raised his hand to refuse, then kept inhaling, forcefully sucking his big belly into a flat stomach, finally looking somewhat like a normal person.

Qin Yao smiled slightly and looked up at the city gate tower that was just a stone's throw away: "Enter the city!"

In the blink of an eye.

As the group of master and his disciples entered the city on foot, a series of mournful cries suddenly echoed through the heavens and earth. Then, a torrential downpour descended from the bright sky, soaking everyone, including their horses, to the bone in an instant.

"What the hell kind of weather is this?"

Sun Wukong cursed under his breath, then hurriedly plucked a monkey hair, which transformed into a large round umbrella that hovered above everyone's heads.

"The weather is hot, and then there's a sudden downpour; there must be a connection between the two," Qin Yao said. "Let's find somewhere to take shelter from the rain first, and then ask someone about the reason."

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with golden light. He looked around and pointed southeast, saying, "There's a teahouse five hundred paces away. We can go there for a cup of tea and ask for some details."

"Then let's hurry up and go." Pigsy shrank his neck and crossed his arms, saying, "This wind is strange. I am a demon, yet I cannot withstand this severe cold. It must not be a good wind."

Sun Wukong nodded silently and immediately led the way. When they arrived at the teahouse, he raised his hand and grabbed the umbrella that was in mid-air, turning it back into monkey hair and putting it into his palm...

"Welcome, distinguished guest."

In the teahouse lobby, behind the counter, a middle-aged man wearing a square cap and a green silk robe took a closer look and hurriedly led the way to the main hall.

"Thank you for your courtesy, shopkeeper." Qin Yao said with a smile, his hands clasped together.

"No, no, not at all." The middle-aged man waved his hands repeatedly and said kindly, "Master, please sit down. I'll pour you some tea right away."

"Hot water is fine," Qin Yao replied. "Monks don't carry gold or silver, so we don't have any tea fees. A cup of hot water is enough for us."

The middle-aged man gestured, leading them to seats by the window, and shook his head, saying:
"I can't afford fine tea, but I can certainly afford coarse tea. You gentlemen are all so dashing and have such extraordinary bearing. It is my honor that you have come to my place, and I will certainly treat you well."

Having said that, before Qin Yao could refuse again, he quickly went into the inner room, clearly to make tea...

“This boss is really good at talking. His every word and action makes people feel close to him. He must have a lot of regular customers,” Pigsy said with absolute certainty.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "A teahouse is not like a tavern. To run a teahouse well, being eloquent is a basic requirement."

Sun Wukong said, "In return for his kindness, I will ask him later if he or I have any difficulties at home or in his own life. If so, I will help him solve them, so as not to waste his good intentions."

Qin Yao said with admiration, "Wukong, you have grown a lot again."

Sun Wukong chuckled: "The longer you follow your master, the more you will naturally improve."

During the conversation, the shop owner came over with a tea set on a wooden tray, placed four bowls in front of the four people, and personally poured four bowls of tea for them.

"Thank you very much, shopkeeper." Qin Yao immediately expressed his gratitude.

The shop owner smiled and said, "Master, please have some tea to warm yourself up and avoid catching a cold."

Sun Wukong picked up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and stared straight at the shop owner, saying, "He who takes a bribe is bound to do his bidding. Shop owner, do you have any worries? If so, tell us, and we'll see if we can help."

The shop owner said, "Contentment brings happiness, and I really have no worries. However, I am quite curious about this storm. I wonder if any of you wise men could enlighten me?"

"Which aspect of the storm are you curious about?" Qin Yao asked.

The shop owner turned to look outside the door and said softly, "Every year on April 13th, our city becomes exceptionally hot, followed by torrential rain. It's said that this has been going on for over a hundred years, but nobody knows why."

Sun Wukong's heart stirred slightly, and he said, "I'll call the local earth god and ask him."

"The Earth God?" the shop owner asked in surprise.

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded, then stomped his feet on the ground and called out loudly, "Earth God, come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a plume of white smoke shot out from the ground, transforming into an old man with a white beard: "Great Sage, what are your orders?"

The shop owner was completely dumbfounded.

Although he could tell that these were distinguished guests, he did not expect them to be so honored that even the local earth god could be summoned and dismissed at will.

"Why does it rain so heavily here every year on the 13th of April?" Sun Wukong asked bluntly.

The Earth God bowed and scraped, saying, "The rain is Princess Xueliang's tears."

"What about the heat?" Pigsy asked instinctively.

The local official said, "The heat is the true dragon energy emanating from Princess Xueliang."

"Who is Princess Xueliang?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

The Earth God whispered, "It is indeed Erlang Zhenjun's mother."

Sun Wukong: "..."

"Why is Erlang Zhenjun's mother weeping here?" Sha Wujing asked.

"Fool," said Pigsy, "Erlang Shen's birth was a sin, and his mother must have been imprisoned here because of it." "The Marshal is right."

The Earth God said, "As far as I know, Erlang Shen had a negotiation with the Heavenly Court to rescue his mother. It seems that the final result was that as long as he could accumulate 100,000 merits, the Jade Emperor would release his mother."

"Oh..." Pigsy suddenly realized, "No wonder that guy was always hunting in the lower realms. I thought he was just warlike, but I didn't expect there to be such a reason."

Sun Wukong pursed his lips and turned to look at the shop owner: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

The shop owner's eyes flashed, and he asked, "May I ask, Earth God, where is Princess Xueliang being suppressed?"

The local official said, "It's located at the foot of Peach Mountain. Peach Mountain is the mountain that looks like a peach. It's easy to find."

"Thank you, I'm all set," the shop owner said.

After a short while, the Earth God disappeared, and the sudden rain outside gradually stopped. Sun Wukong asked with great interest, "Master, shall we go to Peach Mountain for a look?"

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "What's there to see? Just watching someone in trouble, or us rescuing her?"

He knew perfectly well that there were no useless plot points in this drama, and rescuing Princess Xueliang was one of the units involved. Therefore, it would be pointless to go now if the time was not right.

However, Sun Wukong was unaware of this, and was speechless when faced with his master's question.

"But the shopkeeper..."

In the silence, Qin Yao suddenly turned to the shop owner and said with a smile, "If you have free time in the future, you can often deliver some fruits and snacks to Taoshan. You will surely be blessed."

The shop owner nodded slightly: "To be honest, that's what I thought too. Thank you all. If it weren't for you clearing up my doubts, I would never have had any contact with Erlang Shen in my life."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Sow good seeds, reap good fruit. You should thank yourself... Anyway, the rain has stopped. Disciples, we should continue on our way."

Pigsy, overcome by laziness, said, "Let's sit a little longer. What if Princess Xueliang starts crying again later?"

Sun Wukong grabbed him by the ear and lifted him up, laughing, "If it rains, just use an umbrella. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Pigsy: "..."

half an hour.

Qin Yao and his group left the city through the west gate and continued westward. Unexpectedly, as they walked, the temperature suddenly dropped, or rather, it got colder and colder, and even heavy snow began to fall from the sky.

"Could this also be because of Princess Xueliang?" Pigsy asked in confusion from under the large umbrella.

"It shouldn't be," Qin Yao countered. "Tears can turn into rain, but what can turn into snow?"

"Senior Brother, why don't you use your Fiery Eyes to take a look?" Sha Wujing suddenly looked at Sun Wukong and said with a smile.

Sun Wukong nodded, and two flames immediately rose in his eyes. He looked around and found no reason for the snowfall. He only saw the villagers shivering in the snow. If they were not rescued, the whole village would probably die.

"Master, a village is about to collapse..."

"Lead the way, let's go take a look!" Qin Yao said without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, the master and his disciples trudged through the thick snow and arrived at the silver-clad village. They found all the villagers huddled in their homes, covered with layers of blankets, yet still struggling to ward off the bitter cold.

"Master, what should we do?" Sha Wujing asked anxiously.

Qin Yao pursed his lips, clasped his hands together, and a golden Buddha phantom suddenly appeared, growing larger and larger until it eventually enveloped the entire village.

In an instant, all the villagers who were shivering under their blankets found that they were no longer cold.

After waiting a while longer, as the temperature gradually rose and sweat beaded on their foreheads, they finally got out of bed and walked out of the room one after another. The four people, a horse, and a huge phantom of a golden Buddha came into view...

"Bless the Buddha!"

Upon seeing this, a man suddenly showed a fanatical expression, knelt down with a thud, and shouted loudly.

The shout seemed to have a demonic quality; in the blink of an eye, all the people who saw the golden Buddha and the monk knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

"What Buddha's blessing? It's clearly my master's blessing," Pigsy muttered softly.

"Bajie." Qin Yao immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

Pigsy's expression faltered slightly, and he reluctantly clasped his hands together, saying, "Amitabha..."

"Earth God, come out!" Sun Wukong stamped his foot and shouted softly.

White smoke shot out from the ground again, but instead of the old man with the white beard, a young man in an official robe appeared, bowing and saying, "Greetings, Great Sage."

"It's clearly April in the human world, so why is there such a heavy snowfall?" Sun Wukong asked in a deep voice.

The young Earth God said solemnly, "There is a snow-capped mountain nearby, which is covered in snow all year round and is quite mysterious."

This wouldn't have been a problem, but ever since the night before, the snow mountain seemed to have been unsealed, and a chill began to pour out, sweeping across a hundred miles.

It snowed heavily again today, but the snow-capped mountains were invisible.

Sun Wukong: "..."

"Snow mountains can become invisible?" Pigsy's eyes widened suddenly. "Could it be that the snow mountain has become a demon?"

The young local earth god shook his head and said, "I have only recently taken office, so I do not know the origin of this snow mountain and cannot answer your question."

Qin Yao said, "If this heavy snow comes entirely from the snow mountain, then the snow mountain must have strong spiritual energy fluctuations."

"Wukong, don't use your fiery eyes to see. Use your divine soul to sense where the spiritual energy fluctuations are strongest."

"Yes, Master." Sun Wukong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and released his divine sense to search the surroundings thoroughly.

Soon after, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his body transformed into a golden rainbow, soaring straight into the sky.

"Holy monk, this humble deity will take his leave now," the young Earth God said, bowing.

Qin Yao said gently, "Could you please help us find out the origin of this snow mountain? Thank you."

"Yes." The young Earth God dared not refuse, so he bowed and accepted the order, then disappeared underground.

"Old Sha, want to make a bet?" Pigsy suddenly said with a smile after watching the Earth God disappear.

"What kind of bet?" Sha Wujing asked, looking completely bewildered.

"Although I have no evidence, I guess this snow mountain must have some connection with Yang Jian's mother."

"If we have a connection, you'll do whatever I tell you to do for the next ten days. If we don't, then the opposite will happen," Pigsy said.

For once, Sha Wujing had a sudden flash of inspiration and waved his hand, saying, "I won't gamble, but I also think it's related, after all, the distance is too close."

Pigsy: "..."

Qin Yao chuckled and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed that the heavy snowfall had stopped and the temperature in the air was rising rapidly.

He silently put away the golden Buddha phantom, looked up at the clear sky, and secretly hoped that everything would proceed as originally planned, and that no more unexpected problems would arise... (End of Chapter)