Journey to the West: Upon seeing the Yellow-Eyebrowed Demon, why not pay homage?

Chapter 147 The Buddhist Guanyin, a Terrifying Scheme!

"Let me out."

"Let me out!"

Inside the human-shaped bag, Red Boy thrust his spear into the ground and tried to set the sky ablaze, but all he got in return was weakness and numbness in his hands. He was overwhelmed by intense fear and screamed in panic.

Huang Mei shook the human seed bag, and Red Boy's body immediately began to roll uncontrollably up, down, left, and right. He was so dizzy that he didn't even have the strength to shout.

Beside the table, the six lesser demon leaders suddenly stood up, but none of them dared to step forward and make a move.

After all, even the king was taken away in an instant, so what kind of trouble could they possibly cause?

Huang Mei gave the swift-as-the-wind figure a close look, then untied the bag, tossed the dizzy, powerless Red Boy to the ground, and asked with a smile, "Little nephew, are you willing to acknowledge me as your old uncle now?"

Red Boy struggled to stand firm on the ground and shouted, "Your only strength lies in your magic weapon. Do you dare to discard that weapon and fight me again?"

Huang Mei chuckled and shook his head: "Don't magic weapons count as strength? If magic weapons don't count, how about your Samadhi True Fire?"

Red Boy: "————"

Huang Mei silently put away the human seed bag and said, "Alright, it's time to talk about serious matters. Tell your men to get out."

Red Boy said, "Those six are all my trusted confidants!"

"He's your confidant, not mine. I don't trust him," Huang Mei said, waving his hand.

Helpless, Red Boy had no choice but to dismiss the six demons and close the cave door: "Old demon, what do you want to say to me?"

Huang Mei didn't mind the brat's recklessness and calmly said, "Red Boy, listen carefully. I've received inside information that Guanyin of the Purple Bamboo Grove in the South China Sea wants to take you as her disciple."

Red Boy was taken aback, then said in disbelief, "We're practically inseparable, let alone friends. Why would she take me as her disciple?"

"friendship?"

Huang Mei couldn't help but chuckle: "You think it's the kind of taking on disciples? No, it's the kind of taking on mounts, spirit pets. Whether you like it or not, you have to kneel before her and obey her every command!"

Red Boy's expression changed slightly: "I have no grudge against her."

Huang Mei said, "When you subdue the lesser demons, do you have any grudges against them? When you see rare and precious herbs and want to harvest them, do you have any grudges against them? It's the same principle."

Red Boy asked suspiciously, "Where did you get this inside information? You're not trying to trick me, are you?"

With a flick of his wrist, Huang Mei retrieved a dragon scale, enveloped in celestial energy, and tossed it into the air before Hong Hai'er: "This is the trusted dragon scale of Sudhana, the Right Attendant of Guanyin. No one else can take it from me—"

Red Boy reached out and took the dragon scale. He could tell that it was indeed a dragon scale, but he couldn't tell whether it was the dragon scale of Sudhana. He remained silent for a moment.

"If you can't tell, take this dragon scale to your mother; she's knowledgeable and well-connected, she might be able to tell," Huang Mei said, waving his hand.

Red Boy silently clenched his fist on the dragon scales and asked, "Why did you come to tell me this?"

"Because I'm your uncle!" Huang Mei said matter-of-factly.

Red Boy: "Alright, stop dawdling and go quickly."

Huang Mei didn't treat himself as an outsider, and went straight to the table to sit down, waving his hand and saying.

Red Boy took a deep breath, used magic to open the cave door, strode out of the cave, and said to the six leaders who were looking at him, "I'm going back to the Banana Cave. You guys take good care of this old man for me."

Hearing the change in how he addressed them, the six leaders guessed that they had turned enemies into friends, and they all nodded in agreement.

Not long after.

Red Boy transformed into a streak of red light and landed in front of the Banana Cave, rushing straight into the cave.

Looking up, I saw my mother sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, embroidering a red bib stitch by stitch, her eyes filled with concentration.

"Mother, I'm back."

On the stone bed, Princess Iron Fan looked up upon hearing this and smiled with delight, "My son, come quickly, come quickly, look at the bib your mother sewed for you."

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Red Boy strode up to the other person and praised, "So beautiful."

Princess Iron Fan laughed and said, "It's almost finished sewing. You can take it with you this time."

Red Boy shook his head, took out the dragon scale, and gently placed it on the table: "Mother, the bib isn't urgent, take a look at this first."

Princess Iron Fan silently put down her needlework, picked up the dragon scale, examined it, and said, "This dragon scale should originate from the lineage of the Sagara Dragon King. How did it end up in your hands?"

"Is the daughter of the Sagara Dragon King named Sudhana Dragon Girl?" Red Boy asked.

Princess Iron Fan nodded slightly: "Indeed, could it be that these dragon scales belong to the Dragon Girl Sudhana?"

Red Boy's face turned pale, and he immediately recounted the whole story.

Upon hearing this, Princess Iron Fan's heart was filled with turmoil, and she could no longer maintain her composure.

"Mother, should I bring that old demon to see you?" Red Boy asked softly after saying that.

Princess Iron Fan felt a chill run down her spine. She waved her hand and stood up, saying, "No, you must take your mother to see him immediately; and by the way, don't call him 'Old Demon,' call him 'Uncle.'"

Red Boy said, "I was just shouting that behind his back—"

"From now on, behave the same way in public and in private," Princess Iron Fan instructed.

A short while later.

Red Boy led Princess Iron Fan to land outside the Fire Cloud Cave in the Dry Pine Ravine. Looking around, they saw only one person sitting on a long table in the cave, with countless fruits laid out in front of him.

Clearly, these fruits were the treats prepared by the six junior leaders.

"Are you the Yellow-Eyebrowed King?"

As Red Boy entered the cave, Princess Iron Fan asked with a smile.

Huang Mei slowly rose, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Princess."

Princess Iron Fan waved her hand, turned around and said, "My son, close the door."

Red Boy immediately closed the door and looked at Yellow Eyebrows with his bright eyes.

Huang Mei smiled and said, "It seems that the child has already told the princess everything."

Princess Iron Fan returned the dragon scales and asked, "Does Your Majesty know why Guanyin forcibly took my son?"

"What does the princess think?" Huang Mei asked.

"Could it be that you've set your sights on our family's wealth?" Princess Iron Fan asked.

Huang Mei shook his head: "More than that."

Princess Iron Fan's heart skipped a beat: "And my old ox?"

"It's your whole family," Huang Mei said. "Not a single one is missing!"

A chill instantly shot from the depths of her heart to the top of her head, causing Princess Iron Fan's eyes to twitch involuntarily: "So ruthless?"

"On Mount Ling, the higher one's status, the more ruthless one's methods become," Huang Mei said calmly.

Princess Iron Fan suddenly fell silent.

Huang Mei didn't say anything more, but gave the other party some time to process it.

After a long silence, Princess Iron Fan spoke again: "Does Your Majesty know what methods they will use?"

"Based on the inside information I've obtained and reasonable deductions, the plan targeting your house can be roughly divided into three stages," Huang Mei said.

Princess Iron Fan spoke in a dry voice, "Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

"The first stage involved taking advantage of Red Boy's plot against Tang Sanzang, using the pretext of self-defense to recruit him as a disciple. In fact, when I arrived, Red Boy was plotting with his lesser demons to flesh Tang Sanzang," Huang Mei said slowly.

Princess Iron Fan immediately looked at Red Boy with a questioning expression.

Red Boy felt a chill run down his spine, but he suppressed his emotions and nodded slightly.

He never imagined that his own scheme would become part of someone else's plot.

That Guanyin statue in Buddhism is terrifyingly powerful—