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Chapter 306 The Stuntman's Professionalism

The monk and the roadside reached the top of the mountain, where they faintly heard crying.

The king of Wuji Kingdom was wailing at the foot of the pagoda.

The king turned around and saw the monk Dayuan, who was soaked to the bone, crying even louder.

"How strange, how come the ruler of a country has no one by his side?" someone said by the roadside.

"Perhaps he sensed his time was coming to an end and dismissed everyone around him," the monk guessed.

The monk walked towards the King of Wuji, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his fists clenched tightly. He intended to kill the King of Wuji with a single punch.

"Which Bodhisattva are you incarnation of? Show your true form and speak to me, stop hiding your identity," the King of Wuji said to the monk.

"I am not any Bodhisattva, but just a monk who wants to go to the Western Paradise."

"Do you know me?" King Wuji asked, looking at the monk Dayuan.

"I learned this from the people of Wuji Kingdom," the monk replied.

“I once ordered my men to hang Manjushri Bodhisattva in the Royal River for three days and nights, and Manjushri Bodhisattva then left my body at the bottom of a well for three years.”

"This is extremely unfair."

"Bodhisattvas and Buddhas speak of the equality of all beings, yet they do not consider themselves as part of all beings."

"I was resurrected by consuming the elixir of Laozi, and a holy monk from the East said that I should enjoy a lifespan of 1095 years."

“Manjushri Bodhisattva soaked in the water for three days, and I suffered for three years. I soaked in the water for three years, so I should live for more than a thousand years.”

"The time has not yet come, are you going to take away my lifespan on behalf of Buddha?" the King of Wuji asked the monk.

"Ok."

Before the monk could answer, the King of Wuji Kingdom seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.

"I've had enough too."

The king of Wuji Kingdom drew his sword and committed suicide, blood spurting from his artery five or six meters away.

The king's body went limp, and he lay on the ground, gradually losing his life.

The monk Dayuan sat cross-legged and chanted sutras for the deceased King of Wuji, hoping that his soul would find peace.

……

Down the mountain, Chenxiang and the others finally reached Baolin Temple.

For Chenxiang, Baolin Temple was a must-visit spot, and he walked straight in as soon as he saw the half-open mountain gate.

Inside the main hall of Baolin Temple hangs a painting depicting the four characters from Journey to the West. The painting dates back several hundred years, created when the King of Wuji Kingdom commissioned a court painter to carefully study the four characters from different sources.

The painting was initially displayed in the Golden Palace, but was later sent to Baolin Temple.

“Look, that’s your father.” Chenxiang showed Zhu Wumei the painting to help her recognize her father.

"what?"

“Is this my father? Why is he so short? He’s different from the one I saw in Gaojia Town.” Zhu Wumei scratched her head.

“The canvas is limited in size, so I suppose your father changed his body and shrunk his size so that it would be easier for the painter to paint him on the canvas with the others,” Chenxiang explained.

"But my dad is so ugly! Why did my mom fall for him?"

In the painting, Zhu Bajie has a wild boar's head instead of a clean, white domestic pig's head, and his face is somewhat ferocious, much like a wild monster from the mountains.

"Is your mother very beautiful?" Chenxiang asked Zhu Wumei.

"Of course my mother is beautiful."

“My mother said she was a fairy descended from heaven,” Zhu Wumei replied.

Chenxiang nodded.

His focus was on Sun Wukong in the painting.

The Great Sage was not particularly imposing, only four feet tall, which was quite handsome for a monkey.

The Tang Monk in the painting is fair-skinned and plump, with delicate skin and tender flesh, which looks delicious from the perspective of the monsters.

Chenxiang and his companions toured Baolin Temple for a while, and then waited by the roadside as the monks came down from the back mountain.

The monk Dayuan was sullen and ate two extra bowls of rice at dinner.

The monk felt that something was amiss.

He listened to the sounds of all things in the world, and a feeling told him that the person who committed suicide at the foot of the pagoda today was not the King of Wuji Kingdom. Only a few of them, the outsiders, remained in Baolin Temple, so they stayed there as well.

Late at night, Chenxiang was still awake, and there were still projects along the roadside.

The two of them planned to go to the Imperial Garden.

Before setting off, the Four Princesses of the East Sea also joined the team.

There is a well dragon king in the well in the Imperial Garden. He is a distant relative of the Fourth Princess, so it's a good time for her to visit him.

The Imperial Garden is located within the Imperial City and covers a considerable area.

The fourth princess, following the dragon's aura, led Chenxiang and Lu Bian to the well in the Imperial Garden.

"Alas?"

The wellhead was sealed by a large rock.

"Why is that?" the fourth princess asked, puzzled.

"It seems the King of Wuji Kingdom has developed a psychological trauma from falling into the well, so he's kept it sealed up," someone by the roadside speculated.

Chenxiang walked to the well and easily moved the boulder over the well opening.

The three men looked down into the well and discovered that it was a dry well.

"Fourth Princess, has your distant relative moved?" someone asked from the roadside.

"He won't move."

"The well has dried up, but the underground water veins haven't," the Fourth Princess replied.

The three of them went down to the bottom of the well, and the Fourth Princess used magic to take Lu Bian and Chen Xiang down to a deeper underground water vein.

The Crystal Palace of the Well Dragon King was built in the underground water veins.

The Well Dragon King is a poor relative of the East Sea Dragon Palace, and only two fish spirits guard the entrance to the Crystal Palace.

After receiving a message from the gatekeeper fish spirit, the Well Dragon King went out to greet the Fourth Princess and her family of three.

"What a rare guest! Fourth Princess, it's been so many years! Are you here to visit relatives now that you've gotten married and have a baby?"

"No, no, this is my adopted son, and this is his godfather."

"This relationship is rather complicated." The Well Dragon King stroked his beard and looked at Chenxiang and Lu Bian beside the Fourth Princess.

"Seventh Uncle, you're having a tough time here," the Fourth Princess said to the Well Dragon King.

"you do not say."

"Ever since King Wuji regained his throne, the water level of the underground water veins has been dropping year by year. They also celebrate that Nirvana Festival every year, which consumes even more water."

"The less water there is, the more water is pumped underground."

As he spoke, the Dragon King of the Well shook his head and sighed.

"There's nothing we can do about it, unless no one wants to live on this land anymore."

"Well, today the King of Wuji Kingdom died," he said to the Dragon King of the Well by the roadside.

"What? You mean it?"

"You did this?" The Well Dragon King looked incredulous.

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I see the fate of Wuji Kingdom is still intact, and it doesn't seem like there will be any turmoil."

"The king of Wuji Kingdom lived for a thousand years, and for the past few hundred years he has been inseparable from the fate of Wuji Kingdom."

"If he dies, the Kingdom of Wuji will immediately fall apart."

"The King of Wuji Kingdom will not die."

"But I saw him today; he drew his sword and committed suicide under the pagoda on the back mountain of Baolin Temple," someone said by the roadside.

"Perhaps it's a stand-in," said the Well Dragon King.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that the King of Wuji Kingdom is immortal; he is still quite afraid of death."

“Some of his children were raised by him to be his stand-ins, so that when something happened, the stand-ins would take their place.”

“I am also a neighbor of the King of Wuji Kingdom, so I know a thing or two about what he does.”

(End of this chapter)