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Chapter 407 Put into the Jar
"Guards! Guards! Seize this madman!!"

Yellow Eyebrows ran wildly ahead, while the monk chased after him with his fists raised.

The monk broke Huang Mei's "golden body," and after fighting for over a hundred rounds, both were at their limit.

"Quickly protect our ancestor!!"

One by one, monks disguised as demons leaped out of the temple, wielding wooden sticks, and blocked the monks' path. Yellow Eyebrows turned back triumphantly, but his steps did not stop for a moment, and he ran towards the mountain gate.

"Don't block my way! Anyone who blocks me will die!!"

The monks punched the little demons who blocked their way, one after another, leaving them lying on the side with blood streaming from their heads.

The monk's eyes flashed with a fierce light, but as he chased after Huang Mei, more and more monsters blocked his path, eventually burying him in a sea of ​​people.

"Hahaha!!"

Huang Mei stood under the plaque of "Lantuo Temple" and laughed loudly, watching the little demons pile up like a mountain, using their bodies to suppress the fierce monk.

"Get away!!"

The Great Vow Monk unleashed another burst of power, shaking off the dozen or so lesser demons that were pressing down on him.

Huang Mei stood under the mountain gate plaque and stopped running. The monk walked towards Huang Mei.

"Come closer," Huang Mei challenged the monk.

The monk walked up to Huang Mei.

"This spot is perfect."

As Huang Mei spoke, the monk frowned, pondering Huang Mei's meaning, when suddenly the plaque on the mountain gate fell down.

The monk looked up and saw the "Landuo Temple" plaque falling down in a dark mass.

"Bam—!!"

The monk was knocked unconscious on the spot by the plaque.

"Tie him up! Tie him up tightly! Tie him securely! If you let him escape, you will all be torn to pieces!!"

"It's the founder!!"

The little demons kowtowed to Huang Mei, then went to fetch ropes to bind the monk to death.

"Master, we can't move the plaque..."

Six bald-headed monsters struggled around the signboard, but they couldn't lift it no matter what they did.

"Ugh!! Get the ladder and set it up!"

Huang Mei personally took the plaque from the monk's body and placed it back on the mountain gate.

"..."

Huang Mei climbed down the ladder and looked at the precious plaque with a speechless expression.

It's too troublesome to use; it's the only way to rigidly lure the enemy to the plaque and wait to be smashed.

However, the mechanism of smashing people with plaques works on everyone; even a Bodhisattva would get smashed.

"Someone is coming..."

"Ancestor..."

"Go and invite the three kings here. Tell them that we have captured a real monk in our temple," Huang Mei said.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Three demons from Landa Monastery rode the clouds to invite the Green Lion, the White Elephant, and the Roc.

An hour later, a second sun flew over the sky above the Little Western Paradise Landa Temple, and when it landed, it revealed the figures of three demons.

The three little demons flew for an hour to reach their destination, while the Roc, accompanied by the Green Lion and White Elephant, arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Your Majesties, you've arrived so quickly!"

Upon seeing the three demon kings, Huang Mei first performed a full prostration.

"What kind of real monk did you capture?" Green Lion walked up to Yellow Eyebrows and grabbed his monk's robe, asking. "He's inside. Once you see him, the three kings will know what I mean."

Yellow Eyebrows led the way, while Green Lion, White Elephant, and Roc followed slowly behind.

The monk Dayuan was tied to the sutra pillar, the blood on his forehead had dried, and he was unconscious with his eyes closed.

"What? This is Ksitigarbha? You, Yellow Eyebrows, actually captured Ksitigarbha! Really?" The Green Lion Spirit exclaimed incessantly as soon as he saw the Great Vow Monk on the sutra pillar.

The hand reached out and pinched the monk's cheek, squeezing the monk's face left and right with its fingers to confirm that it was a real face, not a disguise created by magic.

"He is not Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but rather the human form that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shed," Huang Mei said to Qing Shi with a smile.

"Human shell?"

"Hmm." Huang Mei nodded.

“At Lingyun Ferry on Mount Ling, that river can shed the mortal shell. When Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva crossed the river, he awakened from his mortal state.”

"It's truly amazing that the human form of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has retained its consciousness and can still run around and wreak havoc everywhere." The Garuda looked at the monk with great interest.

"My lords, how about we devour him today?"

The green lion and the white elephant looked at the roc and waited for it to make a decision.

“Cut off his legs, but leave him alive. He might be of some use in the future,” said the Roc.

"it is good!"

Huang Mei pulled out his spiked club, which instantly transformed into a sharp wood axe.

Huang Mei walked to the sutra pillar, carefully aimed, and with one swing of his axe, chopped off the monk's lower leg completely from the knee.

The three demons, Green Lion, White Elephant, and Roc, stood around admiring Yellow Eyebrows's skill in preparing the ingredients.

With two clean and swift strokes of the axe, the monk's two lower legs were chopped off.

"Stop the bleeding..."

The little demons went forward and used ropes to strangle the monk's broken leg, then used the red-hot blacksmith's wound to iron it smooth.

The monk had already woken up when Huang Mei's first axe fell, but his mouth was gagged and his neck was strangled with a rope, so he couldn't make a sound.

His tendons in his hands and feet were severed, and his collarbone was pierced. Every means to restrict his movement was used on him.

A datura flower was pierced into his chest, and the datura's toxins circulated from his lungs throughout his body.

"What do you do with these two legs in your temple? Can you cook good meals for them?" the Golden-Winged Roc asked.

“Your Majesty, the temple has experienced people, very experienced people,” Huang Mei said without explaining.

On ordinary days, the demons of Landa Monastery would secretly capture a few monks who worked outside the monastery and cook and eat them. The leftover bone fragments were crushed, ground into powder, and smeared on the walls. The monastery walls painted with human bone powder were whiter than any other paint.

"It's not a good feeling for this monk to stay here, after all, your place is meant to become the foremost Buddhist temple," said the Golden-Winged Roc.

"Then, according to your opinion, Your Majesty?"

“Ah, I have an idea.” The blue lion suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"How about we put this guy in a jar and then take him on a tour around the country in a big cart?"

“Isn’t he a monk? Let him give a sermon in the altar.” After saying this, Qing Shi looked at the expressions of his two brothers.

“In that case, we’ll have to take down both of his hands,” White Elephant said.

"good idea!!"

"The jar to hold it has to be specially made; it must be luxurious and grand, so that one look and you can tell it's a valuable treasure," the Roc added excitedly.

"Do you have any craftsmen here who can carve gods and Buddhas? I'd like to make an altar with reliefs of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and five hundred Arhats..."

The monk listened to the terrifying scene he was about to face, his forehead covered in cold sweat, whether from fear or the pain of his broken leg, it was hard to tell.

Master Lu...save me!!

The monk cried out in his heart!
(End of this chapter)