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

Chapter 453: The Little Saint Has a Way to Divide the Melon, and the Four Masters and Disciples Set Out Again

Zhang Qingdi on Jin'ao Island was yawning. He had so much fun last night that he didn't sleep all night...

Being called out by Yang Erlang early in the morning, Zhang Qingdi asked impatiently, "Why don't you go back to your Guanjiangkou?"

"I'm not eating and drinking for free on your Jin'ao Island, so stop nagging me." Yang Erlang no longer indulged him.

Zhang Qingdi yawned again, "Why did you call me out so early in the morning?"

"Xiaosheng and the others have gone to Lesser Western Paradise. My status does not allow me to follow them. Why don't you go and take a look? After all, they are the future Buddhas." Yang Erlang was a little worried about Xiaosheng.

Zhang Qingdi discovered why everyone liked that little toad?

Well, it must be because I taught myself well.

"You've got the wrong person for this matter. You should go find the old monk." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile. "That one is his successor, and the other two are his disciples.

If he is mixed up with Maitreya Buddha, people will say that the angry Buddha is not as good as the future Buddha.

No wonder he’s out of fashion.”

Yang Erlang looked behind Zhang Qingdi, smiled and said nothing more.

"I think in the three realms, you are the only bastard who would say that." The old monk appeared at some point.

"Master, how can a monk speak like this?" asked Zhang Qingdi.

"Then let me spar with you in martial arts?" the old monk asked with a sidelong glance.

Zhang Qingdi said quickly, "The ancient Buddha's Buddhist teachings are profound, and how he speaks has long transcended the shackles of the secular world."

Yang Erlang sincerely felt that he just didn't have the nerve to be as thick-skinned as this guy.

"Ancient Buddha, can the little saint and the others succeed?" Yang Erlang asked with some concern.

"I think there shouldn't be any problem." The old monk said. "He gave the Golden Dragon Shears to Liu Er, so it won't be difficult to break that human bag."

"It's rented!" Zhang Qingdi said immediately. "Six-Ear now owes me 26,000 merit points."

"Didn't you wipe it all off last time?" the old monk asked helplessly.

Zhang Qingdi smiled and said, "This is what I owe after I wiped it off."

The old monk was speechless for a while. He always felt that this guy bullied his disciple, but he had no evidence.

"What if Maitreya Buddha takes action personally?" This is what Yang Erlang was really worried about.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Qingdi and the old monk both laughed.

Seeing that the two of them were well prepared, Yang Erlang was no longer in a hurry.

"If I had known that you two were prepared, I wouldn't have worried about anything." Yang Erlang said unhappily.

"Then I'll go back and catch up on my sleep." Zhang Qingdi stretched lazily.

Zhang Qingdi left as soon as he said he would, but the old monk did not leave. Yang Erlang could not hold back his curiosity, so he asked, "Ancient Buddha, why did Maitreya Buddha suddenly become unfriendly to you?"

"The old monk is about to reach the other shore now. They are all jealous of him."

Yang Erlang didn't know why, but he vaguely saw the old monk's body shining with golden light. But the old monk looked at the Green Emperor Palace with a look of reluctance.

"Master?" Yang Erlang called out.

The old monk returned to normal after a moment, "Don't worry, Master Erlang, I will be fine.

Although this was not a test for him, it was still somewhat beneficial for him to go through this.”

"I'm relieved to have you watching over me," Yang Erlang said with a smile. "You're much better than some irresponsible guys who just want to play around all day."

The old monk nodded seriously and said, "Of course!"

At this time in Xiao Xitian, the monkey rescued Tang Seng and his two companions, as well as the twenty-eight constellations.

"Big Brother, I'm here too!" Bai Ma shouted.

Kang Jinlong saw that the white horse was actually a dragon, so he led it out. When Tang Seng saw Maitreya Buddha, he put his hands together and saluted, "Greetings to the Eastern Buddha."

“Sanzang, come and take a look at the game I play with this little toad.” Maitreya Buddha said with a smile.

Tang Seng glanced at the Little Sage who was holding the big watermelon with one arm.

On the way out, the monkey told the reason.

He was somewhat surprised to learn that the Yellow-browed Patriarch was the boy of Maitreya Buddha. He asked the monkey if Maitreya Buddha knew that the Yellow-browed Patriarch had come to stop them from obtaining the scriptures.
The monkey sneered as a reply.

Those twenty-eight constellations are selectively deaf.

"Buddha, what does this mean?" Tang Seng asked with a frown.

"This is just a game between me and this little demon, Sanzang, are you dissatisfied?" Maitreya Buddha asked calmly.

The oppressive feeling of a Buddha still came over him.

The three monkeys protected Tang Seng.

Maitreya Buddha did not expect that this team of pilgrims would be so united.

"Wukong! Get out of the way. I have something to say!" Tang Sanzang took a deep breath and said.

"Master, be careful," said the monkey.

He felt oppressive when facing Maitreya Buddha, and now Tang Seng has to face him directly.

"The Buddha just asked me if I was dissatisfied.

I will answer the Buddha now. I dare not express any dissatisfaction. The scriptures I obtained from the journey to the West are the true scriptures for the salvation of all sentient beings.

Without tests, how can one obtain the true scriptures?

But I want to ask the Buddha, what should be done if the boy under your seat impersonates the Buddha and forges the Leiyin Temple? " Tang Seng's voice was not loud, but it could be heard that he was somewhat afraid, and his voice was trembling.

But he still asked...

Maitreya Buddha's smile became even brighter, "Are you questioning me?" The twenty-eight constellations looked at each other and said, "Let's go back first. Why do I feel it's dangerous here?"

"It's not a question, but there is no such question. I am afraid that there will be demons in my heart to trouble me on my journey to the West." Tang Seng replied.

"He will receive the punishment he deserves," said Maitreya Buddha.

Upon hearing this, Huang Mei'er's face turned pale and he hated this monk Tang to death.

"Buddha, is he the one who should be punished?" The little saint suddenly asked. "Why is he here, why is he doing this!
Don’t you really know? If there is someone who should be punished, is it really him? "

The twenty-eight constellations were really dumbfounded. Tang Seng had to have some support to dare to ask this question.

How dare you, a three-legged golden toad, ask this question?

Oh, he is Zhang Qingdi’s little demon!
He really dares to ask that. He is just as outspoken as his master!
Maitreya Buddha patted his belly and said, "Little Toad, what do you want to do?"

"I'll invite everyone to eat this melon. I'll ask the future Buddha to let those who really should admit their mistakes, do so!" The little saint said seriously.

"Okay! I promise you!" Maitreya Buddha sneered, "Only if you can really let everyone eat my watermelon!"

"It's not difficult actually." Xiaosheng smiled when he heard that.

"Not difficult? Not everyone can eat my melon!"

"But it's still just a watermelon after all." Xiaosheng said, and a talisman appeared behind him.

As soon as this talisman appeared, the twenty-eight constellations all felt like kneeling down and bowing.

To them, the talisman was like a heavenly law.

Xiaosheng put his hands on the huge watermelon, and the watermelon actually began to shrink.

In the end, it really became an ordinary watermelon.

"Twenty-eight Star Lords, this melon is too small to give to you." The little saint said gently.

Even if you give it to them, they won't dare to eat it.

Except for the twenty-eight stars and Maitreya Buddha, everyone had a piece of watermelon in front of them. Even Huang Mei'er had a piece in front of him.

Maitreya Buddha was stunned. After a long while, he asked, "Is this your Tao?"

"That's my way." The little saint nodded.

"It seems that I still underestimated you." There was no trace of smile on Maitreya Buddha's face anymore.

Xiaosheng ignored him. He picked up the watermelon in front of him and took a big bite.

If you can't catch this watermelon, it will be like a huge rock that can crush your head. But if you catch it, it will be like a spiritual fruit that nourishes your body.

The monkey didn't hesitate and picked up the watermelon in front of him and showed it off.

When Liu'er and Xiaobailong saw that Xiaosheng had eaten it, they also picked up the watermelon and started eating.

Tang Seng and his two companions then began to eat in small bites.

Huang Mei'er looked at the watermelon in front of him, not knowing what to do for a moment. Fortunately, Maitreya Buddha spoke at this time, "Since they have given you this benefit, you should eat it!
My watermelon is not an ordinary kind. Although it is not as good as peaches or ginseng fruits, it also has considerable benefits. "

Only then did Huang Mei'er dare to pick up the watermelon and eat it.

Maitreya Buddha looked at the watermelons in everyone's hands. If you look carefully, you will find that every piece of watermelon that the little saint got is exactly the same size, not a bit different.

After everyone finished eating the watermelon, Maitreya Buddha took Huang Mei'er and Xiao Xitian away.

This guy didn't admit his mistake in the end, and Xiaosheng wasn't that kind of reckless man. He knew how powerful he was and what he could do.

But now at least Maitreya Buddha will not vent his anger on Huang Mei'er. Xiaosheng can feel that Huang Mei'er has no ill will towards them, but their stance is different.

It cannot even be said that they have different positions, it is just that Maitreya Buddha feels that the ancient Buddha threatens him.

The monkey expressed his gratitude to the twenty-eight constellations, and the little saint stepped forward to greet the Pleiades star god.

The twenty-eight constellations then returned to heaven to report.

"Aren't these twenty-eight constellations known as the high-end combat force of heaven? Why do they feel so weak?" Little White Dragon couldn't help but say.

"First! Huang Mei'er's magic weapon is indeed powerful.

"Both the golden cymbal and the human bag are very powerful magic weapons." Liu Er said to his junior brother. "Second, they never thought about really participating in the battle from the beginning.

At most they helped rescue Monkey King."

"Six Ears, call your grandpa Sun properly!"

"Sun Monkey, you should also call your Six-Eared Grandpa properly!"

Seeing that the two monkeys were about to throw a tantrum, the Little Saint said to Tang Seng, "Sanzang, your Buddhist teachings are much more profound than before."

Tang Sanzang smiled with relief when he heard this. After the Little Sage finished speaking, he took Liu'er and Xiaobailong away.

After they left, Tang Seng asked the monkey, "Is it really as the six-eared macaque said?"

"He does have some truth in what he said." Monkey nodded. "Although the twenty-eight constellations are not strong, they are definitely not as weak as what we have seen.

There are still some masters in this heavenly court."

He looked at Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng and said, "But it definitely does not include Marshal Tianpeng and General Juanlian."

"You damned Bi Ma Wen, why are you bothering us?"

"That's right! No matter how weak I am, I'm not put into the race bag."

The monkey then scolded them, "Are you two useful? I, Old Sun, have warned you many times not to go out of the circle! Don't go out of the circle!

Why did you let the master get out of the circle?

This difficulty is all your fault!"

The four of them continued on their way noisily...

(End of this chapter)