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

"The holy monk didn't know that Zhang Guolao's black donkey always walks backwards."

Fo Bole came forward to explain, and then hurriedly caught up and shouted to make the black donkey stop.

Monk Bianji touched his bald head, which was swollen, and his face was speechless.

"Why is it that Tang San is buried in the best places when he goes out to study for Buddhist scriptures, but when he comes to Monk Bianji, he just makes a living and is done?"

"It's fine if you don't give me a white horse, but you can bring me a fucking stupid donkey."

"Is it possible that I, a dignified Buddhist scripture seeker, will have to hold a donkey's ass on the road to seek scriptures from now on?"

Monk Bianji pointed at the black donkey angrily and roared with passion: "Even if I, Monk Bianji, walk to death in Luzhou, Beiju, and go to the underworld from here, I can't possibly ride you to Buddhism!"

ten minutes later……

"My child, why are you so bad?"

"My child, why are you so bad?"

Monk Bianji sat on the black donkey with difficulty, leaned down slightly and hugged the donkey's butt, and tentatively replied: "Why did you do this bullying and deception?"

"The answer is correct, Black Donkey starts!"

The donkey made a mechanical sound from its mouth, its buttocks shook, and its four hooves immediately began to move backwards.

"Wushuang, hurry up, hurry up, get on the road and stay away from this place of right and wrong!"

With the experience of riding a donkey just now, Monk Bianji was well prepared this time and did not fall off the donkey.

The black donkey, with its head facing south and its butt facing north, started to set off with him on its back.

Because once he asked Hei Donkey to stop, he would have to face the children's song in shame if he wanted to start it again, so Monk Bianji didn't dare to let Hei Donkey stop at all.

"Master, wait for me. What about the one you just promised not to ride a black donkey?"

"I haven't even reacted yet, so you went up on your own?"

Baihe boy watched Monk Bianji go away and was speechless for a long time before he hurriedly chased after him.

"Hey, this difficulty is finally over. If something goes wrong again, my life will be lost."

Fu Bole wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took a long breath.

When he took this job, he thought it would be a simple matter.

Who would have thought that giving a donkey as a gift could become so weird...

"Bo...Bo Le, this matter is over, right?"

Sai Weng looked at him with some fear, hesitated and asked.

"It's in the past."

Fo Bole waved his hand, looked at Sai Weng and said: "But you must not spread this matter to anyone. Whether it is human race or demon race, if the Buddhists know about it, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"I understand, but..."

"But what?"

Sai Weng stroked the red-rimmed glasses in his hand, considered it and said, "But I seem to have some impression of the M78 nebula that the lion spirit said."

"M78 Nebula? Are you sure?"

Fu Bole suddenly looked at Sai Weng, his eyes full of disbelief.

Although he didn't know what the M78 Nebula represented, from the moment Taiyi Zhenren and Jiuling Yuansheng appeared here, Fo Bole knew that they were definitely here for this!

Because the things on the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng and several lion spirits are so similar to the Guardian Saint Saiwen after Sai Weng transformed!

Could this M78 nebula be what they call a Buddhist variable?

Thinking of this, Fo Bole's body trembled violently because of fear.

"Sai...Sai Weng, please listen to my advice. Unless your life is at stake, you will never summon the patron saint of Seven again."

"Then... what if there are still monsters coming to invade the village?" Sai Weng hesitated and said.

Although he could transform into the Guardian Saint of Seven, he never wanted to show off. His purpose was to protect the village. If he is not allowed to transform, what will the people in the village do?

Can Lao Ma, Eggplant and other veterans just watch them die?

Fu Bole patted Sai Weng on the shoulder, sighed and said: "From now on... I will protect the village from now on."

"Didn't you say before that you would leave after working here for three years?"

"Walk?"

Fo BoLe smiled bitterly: "Where else can I go?"

Originally, Moonlight Bodhisattva and Buddhism had promised him that as long as this difficulty was successfully resolved, he could be given a new position, whether it was heaven or Buddhism, they would always give him a place to go.

But in the current situation, Buddhism blames everyone's problems on variables. If he is not held accountable, he will be burning incense.

How dare he ask Buddhism for benefits?

"Perhaps I can try to join King Zhou's Demon Subduing Division. Maybe there will be a chance to set up a branch here."

"When the time comes, this place will become the territory of King Zhou, and maybe those monsters will be afraid of it!"

Fu Bole secretly made a decision in his heart.

He can't go back to Heaven, and now there is basically no hope for Buddhism. The only people he can seek refuge in in Beiju Luzhou are the demon race and the human race.

But the demon clan is too murderous, and Fo Bole doesn't like it.

So the only place he can go to right now is King Zhou's Demon Subduing Department.

Thirty-third heaven.

Tushita Palace.

Hong Hai'er rushed back from the lower world in a hurry and reported to Laojun the relevant situation of Zhang Guolao and Taiyi Zhenren.

For Laojun, Red Boy is special after all, so when he was in the lower realm, he gave him all kinds of magic weapons to hide his body, as well as all kinds of life-saving things.

So I eavesdropped in the Veterans Restaurant for a long time, but no one noticed!

After reporting the situation, Taishang Laojun had a strange look on his face.

"M78 Nebula? Have you never heard of this place?"

Taishang Laojun went through all the ground in his mind and frowned tightly.

You must know that he is the good corpse of the saint Lao Tzu!

So his memory is a fusion of part of the saint's memory and his own memory.

He was sure that even the saints had never heard of M78 Nebula!

As for who the so-called variables in Buddhism are, others don’t know, how can Laojun not know?

Those people in Buddhism are those who are obsessed with the authorities and can only be seen clearly by onlookers.

It's just that Taishang Laojun didn't dare to say it, and he didn't want to tell the Buddhists that the variable was Tang San's burial.

The more chaotic this journey to the west is, the more beneficial it will be to him!

"Weird!"

Taishang Laojun shook his head and asked, "Are there any other abnormalities?"

Hong Hai'er scratched his head and said uncertainly: "There is really a strange thing."

"A few days ago, a kiwi mountain suddenly appeared in Luzhou, Beiju, the lower realm. There is a monkey king on the mountain who calls himself Yuan Hong. His appearance and breath are somewhat similar to Sun Dasheng. He seems to be waiting for Monk Bianji to learn from it."

Taishang Laojun suddenly became interested: "Are you sure the aura is somewhat similar to that of the monkey?"

Hong Hai'er nodded seriously: "Hai'er also felt suspicious, so he made contact with Yuan Hongyuan. Although it cannot be said that it is completely similar to the aura of the Great Sage, it is at least fifty or six points similar."

"My child has seen the Great Sage. This aura is absolutely unmistakable."

Taishang Laojun frowned slightly, feeling that something was not quite right.

Sun Xingzhe is one of the four monkeys in the world, and it is only possible for someone with an aura so similar to his to be a member of the four monkeys in the world.

But now, in the Three Realms, apart from Sun Xingzhe, the only ones who are still active are the six-eared macaques.

Is this Yuan Hong the monkey in the Conferred God Tribulation?

Or is the name just a coincidence?

Thinking of this, Taishang Laojun couldn't sit still anymore and immediately stood up and said: "You lead the way and I will go with you to see the situation." (End of Chapter)