Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

Before leaving, Captain Sun glanced at Zhang Qingdi. He remembered this man's appearance and planned to find two desperadoes in the city and then find a suitable opportunity to stab him twice.

Zhang Qingdi threw down a piece of silver and left.

Madam Wang wanted to express her gratitude, but Emperor Zhang Qing did not give her time and disappeared at the intersection with Xiaosheng.

In the evening, Madam Wang closed her stall and went home. Although it was the hottest day of the year, she always felt that the house was extremely cold.

"Dad, I'm back. Are you feeling better today?" she asked, standing at the gate.

"Much better! Much better!" an old voice came from the room. "But don't bring the wind in. I'm still afraid of the wind."

"I understand." Lady Wang said. "Dad, please don't get into any trouble."

"Don't worry, daughter. Dad will be fine." The old voice replied.

Lady Wang turned and left. She returned to her room to wash up. Upon hearing that Niu Er was dead, Lady Wang was surprised but also relieved.

She really couldn't afford to offend Niu Er.

Ever since Niu Er threatened to kill her entire family if she didn't obey, her father fell ill.

In fact, Lady Wang has never been close to her father.

When her father was young, he followed a wandering Taoist priest around.

In the end, I didn't learn anything and went home.

When he came back, his mother died of overwork. From that time on, his father seemed to be a different person.

He is very nice to me and always tries his best to meet my requests.

The only time he refused her request was when he asked her to marry her late husband. At that time, Wang Niangzi was in love with a man from the same village, but this time her father would not agree.

Finally, she married her husband, and he died of illness three years later. She blamed her father countless times in her heart.

But in the end, I slowly accepted my fate...

Niu Er's words must have scared his father. After he fell ill, he stayed in the east room and didn't allow himself to go in to see him.

I ate very little for three meals a day, and just sat by the window...

Xiaosheng said to Zhang Qingdi, "How could someone use such a vicious spell."

"Then you should ask the person who invented this spell." Zhang Qingdi said unhappily.

At this time, they were on the roof of the east room of Wang Niangzi's house.

Although they were outside the house, they could see everything inside clearly.

There is a big jar in the room, which is full of glutinous rice.

There is a corpse in the sticky rice, and the corpse is covered with talismans. The function of these talismans is to turn the soul of the corpse into a fierce ghost, and it will never be reborn.

No one would use this kind of talisman without a deep hatred.

At night, the wronged ghost of Lady Wang's father floated in from outside the house with a look of resentment.

He floated directly into the corpse in the rice jar.

The corpse began to twitch because the wronged soul was in so much pain that it caused the body to twitch.

Xiaosheng frowned and appeared directly in the house.

This room is clean and tidy.

When Xiaosheng came in, the corpse was covered with a quilt, covering the creepy corpse in the rice jar.

There is a letter in the most conspicuous place when you enter the door.

At this time, Zhang Qingdi also appeared.

He picked up the letter and said a little embarrassedly, "Master, this is not good, right?"

"What if this letter is written to us?"

Zhang Qingdi said as he opened the letter.

The letter contained only one sentence, "Dad is dead, don't lift the quilt. Find someone to help carry the jar to the wild and burn it. You have to live a good life."

"Master, this is..." Xiaosheng was a little confused.

"I don't understand, why don't you ask him?" said Zhang Qingdi.

When they turned around, they saw a wronged ghost standing behind them, looking at them coldly.

They were naturally not afraid. Instead, a faint golden light appeared on the Little Saint's body, and the wronged soul immediately trembled with fear.

Zhang Qingdi looked at the wronged soul and said, "This guy must have been cured by this talisman, so he can't speak."

Zhang Qingdi just waved his hand and Xiaoman appeared.

This time when Xiao Man appeared, a huge gate of hell appeared behind her. Zhang Qingdi looked at it and felt that it was no less than the Ten Kings of Hell.

"Do you always make such a grand appearance when you come out now?" Zhang Qingdi asked with a smile.

"Hahaha." Xiao Man laughed. "What does the master want me to do?"

"Look at this guy?" Zhang Qingdi said, pointing at the wronged soul.

"Who did it? I will put this person into my third level of hell!" Xiao Man said angrily.

In fact, Zhang Qingdi had some guesses in his mind, but he still wanted to confirm it.

Xiao Man glanced at the wronged soul and said, "Two lives! How did you become like this?"

When the wronged soul saw Xiaoman, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

There were strange noises coming out of his mouth, probably he was talking nonsense.

After listening to this, Xiaoman said to the wronged soul.

After a while, the wronged spirit was able to speak.

It can be seen that he is somewhat wary of Zhang Qingdi and Xiaosheng.

"Who made you like this?" Xiaosheng asked.

The young man who hates evil, I'm afraid he has misunderstood this time.

The wronged soul looked at Xiao Man, who said, “Xiao Sheng is a good demon, and that is my master!

Just tell them what you want to say.”

After hearing this, the wronged soul said, "It was me!"

"Why are you doing this?" Xiaosheng asked puzzledly.

"For my daughter!" the wronged soul replied, and then he said to Zhang Qingdi and Xiaosheng, "If you have anything to say, just come to me, don't hurt my daughter!

The two men I killed deserved to die.

Although Niu Er had no casualties, he bullied men and women and forced good women into prostitution.

That Captain Sun is Niu Er's brother-in-law. If it weren't for his support, how could Niu Er dare to act so recklessly? "

"You misunderstood. We are not looking for you for this matter." Zhang Qingdi said.

If Zhang Qingdi had not extinguished the two soul fires in Constable Sun's body, this wronged ghost would not have been able to take Constable Sun's life today.

The little saint was speechless...

The old man must have endured tremendous pain to get himself into this state. At the same time, Xiaosheng also understood why he covered the rice jar with a quilt.

He was just worried that his daughter would be scared when she came in and saw the corpse in the rice jar.

"What other wishes do you have?" asked the little saint.

"No more." The old man shook his head. "I used to hang out with a wandering Taoist priest for half my life, and in the end I only learned fortune-telling and this magic that ruins one's virtue.

I was worried that fortune-telling would harm my daughter. I only had it done once in my life, and I chose a marriage partner for her, which caused her to break up with the man who was unlucky in marriage.

I didn't want to use this evil spell, but there was really no other way. Niu Er was not kidding, he really had murderous intentions!
If not, my daughter would be the one who died.”

No fool would ask why the old man didn't just kill Niu Er, that would be so easy. It's hard to say whether the old man's body can withstand a punch from Niu Er. "Stay with your daughter for another day, and I'll send you to reincarnation tomorrow." Xiao Man said.

"I…"

"If I let you reincarnate, you can reincarnate!
Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva couldn't stop it!" Xiao Man said seriously.

Zhang Qingdi couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the domineering Xiaoman.

Xiaoman got rid of the old man's resentment.

He went to see his daughter for the last time...

Xiaosheng said with emotion, "There are parents in this world who treat their children like this."

"How can there be parents in this world who treat their children like this!" Tang Seng asked angrily.

After saying this, Elder Tang angrily put the bowl in his hand on the table.

At this time, Tang Seng took the seat, and three tables were placed on both sides, inviting the three monkeys to sit down; an old man sat at the table in front.

There were vegetarian fruits and vegetables on the table, followed by noodles, rice, snacks, and noodle soup, all neatly arranged.

The meal was going well, but when Tang Seng was free with them, he asked the monks what they had done with the meal.

It turns out that there must be a reason why these devout believers offer alms to monks.

It is like preparing the storage fast and the return fast in advance.

Pre-repair of Jikuzhai can be understood as burning more paper money for the dead while you are alive so that you can use it after you die.

To repay the kindness means that one needs to repay the care given to the gods and Buddhas after receiving their care.

But the old man Chen's offering of alms to the monks was in preparation for his death.

This is equivalent to knowing that someone in the family is about to die and using this as an excuse to offer alms to monks.

Zhu Bajie laughed at what he heard. Old Man Chen was not angry, but explained the matter in detail to them.

A few miles up from the Tongtian River where the stone tablet was erected, there is a Linggan Dawang Temple. This place is called Chenjiazhuang, where hundreds of families live.

The King of Inspiration held a sacrifice once a year and required a young boy, a young girl, pigs, sheep, and other animals as offerings.

If he ate it in one meal, he would bless them with good weather; if he did not offer a sacrifice, he would bring disaster.

If the knife is not touching your body, you will naturally not feel the pain.

This year it is the turn of the old man Chen and his brother's children to hold a sacrifice ceremony.

The younger brother of this old man Chen is called Chen Qing, and the old man is called Chen Cheng. He is sixty-three years old this year, and his younger brother is fifty-eight years old. They have never had any children.

Chen Cheng was fifty years old and still had no son, so his relatives and friends persuaded him to take a concubine. Finally, he had a daughter, who is only eight years old this year and was named Yichengjin.

Because he had no children, he repaired bridges and roads, built temples and pagodas, and gave alms to monks. Chen Cheng had an account book in which he kept every detail. When his daughter was born, he had used exactly 30 kilograms of gold.

Thirty jin makes one scale, so it is called one scale of gold.

His younger brother has a son, who was also born after he took a concubine and worked hard. He is seven years old this year and is named Chen Guanbao.

Because they worshipped Guan Yu and prayed for this son under Guan Yu, he was named Guan Bao.

The two brothers are almost over a hundred years old in total.

This time it was his family's turn, so they naturally dared not not make an offering. But the love they had for their child was hard to give up, so they thought about doing a ritual for the child to be reborn first.

This is the reason for preparing for the death fast.

After hearing this, Zhu Bajie felt that the people of Chenjiazhuang were hypocritical and cold-blooded. They said they were offering food to the Buddha but they wanted to give their children to the demon.

Chen Cheng heard Tang Seng getting angry and saw the three inhuman monsters looking at him mockingly.

The monkey suddenly asked, "Since this child is so rare, why don't you spend money to buy him a boy and a girl?"

After the monkey asked this question, Tang Seng and the other two looked at him with contempt.

He didn't care and just looked at Chen Cheng.

"Hey, the King of Inspiration often comes here to inspect. Every time he comes, you can't see his figure, but just smell a fragrant breeze and you know it's the King.

He knows everything big and small that happens in our Chenjiazhuang.

He remembered the birth dates of the old and the young, so he would only benefit from it if they were the biological children of the people in Chenjiazhuang.

Not to mention that two or three hundred taels are not enough to buy such children, even if you spend tens of millions of taels, you still can’t buy such identical children who were born in the same year and month.”

"It sounds like someone has bought it before." Monkey asked with a smile.

Chen Cheng nodded. The family’s fate was too tragic.

The monkey looked at Tang Seng, and Elder Tang felt a little regretful for eating his food.

In fact, Tang Seng has undergone many changes along the way.

From his ambition when he just left the Tang Dynasty, to witnessing the monsters eating people at Shuangcha Ridge, to questioning Bodhisattva Wei Tuo for Red Boy at Zuantou Mountain.

Compared with the original novel, Tang Seng has made a lot of progress except that he is a crybaby.

"Idiot, I know you have some silver, take some out." The monkey turned to Zhu Bajie and said.

"Brother Monkey, you are really good at joking. How can I have any money?" Zhu Bajie was just being shy.

He also understood what the monkey was going to do.

"Second brother's silver is hidden in his ear." Sha Seng put down the vegetarian meal in his hand and said.

"Wukong! Don't bully Bajie." Tang Seng said.

Chen Cheng didn't understand what the four masters and apprentices were going to do for a moment, but he could sense that they seemed to have some resentment towards him.

He had his own selfish motives for greeting the four masters and apprentices so warmly.

These four masters and apprentices came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, which is more than ten thousand miles away from here. Naturally, they must have some magical powers to be able to get here.

Moreover, this monk looked like a great and accomplished monk. Although his three disciples did not look like human beings, one could tell at a glance that they had some skills.

So Chen Cheng hoped to arouse their compassion, get rid of the monster and save his daughter.

If the child being sacrificed this time was not his and his brother's, Chen Cheng would probably still be living in peace as before.

"Wukong, bring me your master's purple gold bowl." Tang Seng said.

The monkey took out the bowl from his bag and asked, "Master, are you not full and want to pack some for the journey?"
Tang Seng took the bowl and stroked it for a while with some reluctance.

"Mr. Chen, this purple gold bowl was given to me by the Emperor of Tang, so its value is self-evident.

Today, I give you this bowl as a way to pay you back for your meal today." Everyone could see that Tang Seng was reluctant to give it up, but he still put the purple gold bowl in Chen Cheng's hand.

"Master, what does this mean?" Chen Cheng hurriedly wanted to return the bowl.

But Tang Seng refused to accept it. "If I had known that the food here was obtained from this source, I would not have eaten a single bite."

"Hehehe." Zhu Bajie reached out and took the purple gold bowl. "Master, this bowl is worth hundreds of meals. How can you give it to him like this!"

As he spoke, Zhu Bajie took out a piece of silver from his ear.

"This piece of silver is enough to cover your meal."

"Master, I am devoted to chanting Buddha's name..."

"People who have Buddha in their hearts will not exchange their children for wealth and good weather!" said the monkey seriously.

“We know what you are thinking, old man.

"Bajie, you don't need to give him the silver. He is not even worthy of taking the master's bowl. I, Sun, will help you subdue the monster, so that will be considered as payment for the meal." The monkey said coldly.

"Amitabha, this time we will go together as master and disciple!" said Tang Seng with his hands clasped together.

"Master, this time I, the old pig, will let you see how powerful I, Marshal Tianpeng, am." Zhu Bajie grinned with his big pig mouth.

"Master, Big Brother, and Second Brother are right!" Sha Seng said with finality. (End of this chapter)