Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 317 Incense Concentration Camp (Thanks to "Just Treat It as Never Lived" for the tip
Sun Xingzhe chuckled: "Why were we taken away?"

The abbot's face suddenly turned ugly, but he managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "This benefactor, you have come all the way here just to ask for money. As long as you give me the bag of tips, how about I personally send you to find the Buddha?"

"I promise that within a month, I will be richer than that Li Erniu!"

Zha Wujin couldn't help but took out the Gatling and smashed it on the ground. He said in a cold voice: "Do you think we are people who are short of money?"

The old abbot shrank when he saw the tall and powerful people who had killed all the people, and said, "You guys, what are you here for..."

Sun Xingzhe sneered: "It's not that big of a deal for us masters and disciples to come here. We just want to have a friendly exchange at your Ciyun Temple based on the purpose of demolishing temples and pagodas."

"It's just now..."

Sun Xingzhe raised the bag of tips in his hand: "You are in trouble!"

Zhu Bajie also praised him and said: "Abbott, you are in trouble!"

When the abbot of Ciyun Temple heard this, his expression suddenly darkened, and his eyes on Sun Xingzhe and others also changed.

"It turns out that these people are not here to make a fortune, but are here to cause trouble?"

After he finished speaking, a row of monks behind him came out with sticks in their hands.

The abbot said harshly: "Kill them and take back the kit in the monkey's hand!"

"Damn it, first senior brother and second senior brother asked me to come!"

When Sha Wujin mentioned Gatling, he aimed at this row of monks, with a ferocious look on his face.

"It's enough for monsters to bully Xiao Sha. How dare you ordinary monks bully Lai Lai here?"

"Damn it, don't think you are so tall and strong that we can be afraid of you even if you hold a broken piece of iron?"

"Brothers, form the Eighteen Arhat Formation and give these foreign monks a little shock!"

The leader of the monks, a strong man with green leather on his head, stood up and pushed away Gatlin's gun.

Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie looked at Sha Wujin as if they were watching a show: "Xiao Sha, I don't think they take you seriously either?"

Sha Wujin's face suddenly turned livid.

It's okay to be caught by monsters all day long. Anyway, I'm used to it. Even if I kill people, I don't expect to be able to make achievements in front of monsters.

He relies on shocking some blind people on the way to obtain scriptures, so that he can look familiar in front of the master.

But now even these human races dare to yell at him?
"I don't care whether you are an Arhat formation or a Bodhisattva formation, Lao Sha, I just believe that all truths are within range!"

"Goodbye!"

Before the monk could say anything else, Gatlin had already emitted a blue light, followed by a huge roar.

"Da da da……"

Countless bullets shot out a vacuum area in an instant. The so-called Eighteen Arhats in Ciyun Temple didn't even have a piece of flesh left at this moment, they were directly evaporated into air waves.

"Fuck!"

Seeing the power of Gatling in the hands of Killer, the abbot of Ciyun Temple who was hiding behind the altar couldn't help but cursed.

The trousers of the monk's robe suddenly became wet. Sha Wujin walked up to him and looked at him coldly.

"Do you know you are in trouble this time?"

The abbot's whole body trembled like chaff, and after a long while he nodded in horror.

"I know... I know."

"You know it, so why don't you tell me?" Zawu Jin raised his brows, and the barrel of Gatling's gun was pressed against the abbot's chest.

The hot barrel of the gun immediately opened a big hole in his monk's robe, and the cold sweat on the abbot's face instantly flowed down.

"This... this good man, what do you want me to say? You didn't even ask?" The abbot was completely stunned.

"Didn't I ask?"

Sha Wujin's face froze, and he immediately looked at Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to ask you, what are the origins of those three Buddhas?" Sun Xingzhe found a chair and sat down and began to ask.The abbot did not dare to hide anything anymore and hurriedly said: "Several heroes, spare your lives. Those three Buddhas are actually the three rhinoceroses from Qinglong Mountain. They are called the King of Winter Refuge, the King of Summer Refuge and the King of Bichen respectively!"

"He came to this temple a few years ago and told us that if we provide him with a certain number of people at least every month, he can teach us the method of immortality, so... so..."

"Oh? The method of immortality?" Sun Xingzhe's eyes lit up immediately.

Whether you are a mortal or a cultivator, immortality is definitely your most desired pursuit.

I remember when he became a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi and did so many chores just to learn the method of immortality!

Although he was talented and intelligent, it took him many years of study to learn a little bit about it. If he hadn't made a big fuss in the underworld and erased his name from the book of life and death, his lifespan would have been more than 300 years old.

But now three monsters whose names I have never heard of are actually able to teach mortals the method of immortality?

Sun Xingzhe asked: "How did the monster teach you the method of immortality?"

The abbot weakly pointed to the bag of tips in Sun Xingzhe's hand and explained: "It's the bag of tips in the hands of a hero."

"As long as the contents inside are absorbed by us, we can achieve the effect of extending our lives!"

Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie were stunned for a moment, then gently opened the kit.

Suddenly, a familiar aura overflowed from the brocade bag.

“It’s actually filled with merit?!”

……

At the same time, Xuanying Cave in Qinglong Mountain.

King Bihan, King Bishu and King Bichen returned to the cave with the people they had brought from Ciyun Temple.

After everyone landed, they still felt like they were in a dream.

One of them couldn't wait to ask: "Lord Buddha, is this a place where we can make a fortune?"

King Shen Han laughed loudly: "Yes, this is the place where you can make a fortune!"

After he finished speaking, seven or eight little demons holding weapons suddenly walked out of the cave, surrounding these people with a fierce look.

King Bichen said in a cold voice: "They will be your team leaders from now on. If you want to make money and get rich, follow them!"

Tang San was standing in the crowd, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

It's just that the eyes of the people who were captured together with him seemed to light up after hearing these words.

They rushed towards the depths of the cave.

Deeper in the cave is an independent space, which has been dug down several levels.

Several little demons led Tang Sanbian and the group of people down the steps, and finally arrived at the bottom of the cave.

The space on the bottom floor is very large, but it is divided into densely packed grids.

There were many people sitting inside with numb expressions, praying murmuringly to the sculpture in front of them.

Wisps of subtle incense and faith floated out from their heads...

"Everyone, from today on, this is your work station. Everyone comes to me to receive a Buddha statue!"

"Your job is to pray to the statue in front of you. As long as you are sincere enough, you will definitely make a lot of money!"

Everyone lined up to get a statue from the little demon.

When it was Tang San's turn to be buried, what he got was actually an old acquaintance, the Lingji Bodhisattva whom he had tricked to death when he was at Wuzhuang Temple...

Tang Sanzian couldn't help but said: "You are a bit behind in your work. Lingji Bodhisattva is gone, why are you still praying here?"

"To shut up!"

"What people can see is decided by us demons. If you are asked to pray, just pray for that!"

The leader of the little demon's face turned cold, and he swung the whip in his hand towards Tang Sanzong.

(End of this chapter)