Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

She didn't intend to use it herself, but rather to use it to help all living beings.

"On behalf of all living beings, this humble monk thanks the True Lord."

She bowed to Lin Zhu.

"You're too kind, Venerable One," Lin Zhu returned the greeting. "It's almost noon. Would you please stay for a simple meal, Venerable One?"

Guanyin thought of the delicious food she had tasted at the foot of Five Fingers Mountain years ago, and after thinking for a moment, she agreed, saying, "Then this humble monk will accept it without being impolite."

I had lunch with the six little ones, and Wang Yuyan and Yaoyue were also there.

Apart from Yaoyue, Xiaomeng, and Jingwei, none of the others had ever seen Guanyin.

Upon learning that she was Guanyin, Li Lizhi asked in confusion, "Can Bodhisattvas eat meat?"

Guanyin explained, "You can eat meat that is 'three-fold pure' (meaning meat that is not killed for the dead, but is not considered pure)."

The so-called "three pure meats" refer to meats that are not killed for monks, where the sound of killing is not heard, and where the killing is not seen.

As for the fact that Buddhist monks in the Tang Dynasty did not eat meat, that was only established more than a hundred years ago.

This has nothing to do with Western Buddhism.

After Guanyin's explanation, the slightly older little girls understood.

The younger ones can already eat a couple of bites of rice, and they're currently savoring their food in small sips, showing no interest in interacting with others.

However, Guanyin could still sense that the people around her were constantly looking at her, especially Wang Yuyan, Dugu Meng, and Di Er Meng.

Guanyin is a living being, not a clay statue.

This is extremely rare, very impressive.

Fortunately, Guanyin did not mind this. After the meal, she even bestowed blessings upon Li Lizhi and the others, including Zheng Guanyin, with mango branch nectar.

"You have a connection with Buddhism, benefactor. Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

In the past, Zheng Guanyin might have agreed, but now she shook her head, "Thank you for your kindness, Bodhisattva, but I am afraid I have no affinity with Buddhism."

Guanyin glanced at Lin Zhu and sighed, "Very well, then this humble monk will take his leave."

"Please take care, Your Excellency."

Lin Zhu saw her off and saw her heading towards Jinshan Temple, probably to see Jiang Liuer.

Time quickly passed to the twelfth year of the Zhenguan era.

Li Lizhi and the other girls had grown into young women around eighteen years old, and they were pestering their uncle, Lin Zhu, to take them out to play.

They were laughing and joking all the way, very lively.

Fortunately, women in the Tang Dynasty were generally open-minded, so their behavior was not surprising.

It's just that she's too good-looking, which has attracted a lot of attention.

As for Lin Zhu among them, wherever she went, there was complete silence.

In the distance, there was a fortune-telling stall, where a fisherman was handing a golden carp to the fortune teller.

"Sir, your divination is incredibly accurate! I've been fishing in the Jing River these past few days and have had a good catch every day. This is your divination fee. May I ask where I should cast my net tomorrow?"

The fortune teller was Yuan Shoucheng. He calculated with his fingers and said, "Go north out of the city, travel 186 li, and cast your net in that area. You can catch one dragon carp and some other fish."

"Thank you for your guidance, sir." The fisherman left happily after receiving the news.

Seeing this, Lin Zhu wondered to himself, "The Jing River is so big, how many fish can a fisherman catch?" He was quite interested in what would happen next.

Next, he witnessed a scene that shocked him as well.

"This is absolutely shameless!"

Chapter 931 The Dragon King of the Jing River's Ultimate Move

Every so often, a fisherman would come to Yuan Shoucheng's fortune-telling stall.

Over the course of this intermittent day, there were dozens of them.

If it's just a regular catch, it's nothing special, after all, the Jing River is quite large.

But Yuan Shoucheng's divinations always involved at least one dragon carp and sometimes as many as three.

If this continues every day, the dragon carp in the Jing River will be extinct within a few years.

Dragon carp are carp with the blood of dragons. Their taste is beyond words, and they also have nourishing effects. A single dragon carp can be sold for the same weight in gold in Chang'an City.

Yuan Shoucheng is severing the dragon's offspring in the Jing River; no wonder the Jing River Dragon King isn't worried.

Lin Zhu thought to himself, "I'd like to see who you are."

His eyes glowed with a faint blue-gold light as he tried to see through Yuan Shoucheng.

A flash of golden light appeared within Yuan Shoucheng's body, and a compass with sixty-four hexagrams materialized, revealing an old man dressed in a white-gold dragon-patterned robe looking at Lin Zhu.

“Young friend, this action is probably inappropriate.” Yuan Shoucheng’s primordial spirit left his body and appeared in front of Lin Zhu, causing the surrounding space and time to freeze for a moment.

Lin Zhuxin had a guess in mind and asked in surprise, "Could it be His Majesty King Wen?"

"Little friend, you have a good eye."

This person was Ji Chang.

Lin Zhu asked, "I wonder why Your Majesty has done this?"

Ji Chang sighed and said, "I owed the Western Buddhist sect a favor back then, and I must repay it today."

"I understand," Lin Zhu nodded.

It turns out that Yuan Shoucheng was Ji Chang. No wonder the Jinghe Dragon King could ignore the imperial palace's fortune after his death and directly haunt Li Shimin's dreams.

The reason was that Ji Chang killed him, and the cause and effect were shifted onto Li Shimin.

Ji Chang laughed and said, "Young friend, you are very intelligent and you understand things very quickly."

"King Wen, you flatter me." Lin Zhu asked, "When will the Jing River Dragon King arrive?"

Ji Chang calculated with his fingers and said, "Noon three days from now."

Lin Zhu said, "I will come and take a look then."

Ji Chang nodded, "Alright, but young friend, you cannot interfere."

Lin Zhu agreed.

Afterwards, Ji Chang's spirit returned to Yuan Shoucheng's body and continued to tell fortunes for the fishermen.

Meanwhile, after observing Tang Sanzang at Jinshan Temple for ten years, Guanyin set off to return to Lingshan.

When they passed through Jisa, they found that the country was ravaged by plague, and the entire country was deserted, a truly tragic sight.

"Amitabha!" she chanted, pointing to the ground, and a tall tower rose from the earth.

She then placed the relic on the spire, and under the light of Buddha, the plague receded.

When the people of Jisa witnessed this miracle, they immediately knelt and worshipped the relics.

After that, the entire country became a Buddhist community.

Three days passed quietly.

In Chang'an City, on Zhuque Street, Yuan Shoucheng was setting up his stall as usual.

Lin Zhu was looking down from the restaurant across the street. This time, Wang Yuyan accompanied him.

"Brother, must the Jing River Dragon King really die?"

After hearing Lin Zhu's story, Wang Yuyan felt a pang of pity, thinking that the Jinghe Dragon King was quite innocent.

"Sigh!" Lin Zhu shook his head. "If the Jinghe Dragon King had a better temper, he could definitely have resolved this predicament. But the Buddhist sect is most adept at scheming against people's hearts, so he probably can't escape this calamity."

Wang Yuyan then asked, "Will the soul be scattered?"

"No." Lin Zhu suddenly remembered that the Jinghe Dragon King was the brother-in-law of the West Sea Dragon King, and the White Dragon was a member of the pilgrimage team.

In this way, he figured out another key point.

Then he said to Wang Yuyan, "What a brilliant plan! The Jinghe Dragon King deserves his fate."

Wang Yuyan asked, "How so?"

Lin Zhu explained the ins and outs to her.

Wang Yuyan sighed, "Why do we have to scheme and plot like this?"

"Then you'll have to ask Lord Zhunti, he's the most calculating one." Lin Zhu pouted.

Wang Yuyan quickly covered his mouth, "Little brother, be careful what you say."

Lin Zhu licked it subconsciously, and Wang Yuyan shyly removed her hand.

“Zhunti is not in the realm now, so it won’t matter even if we talk about him. Back then, Nezha also said that Goddess Nuwa was greedy, but he was still not punished.”

"I can't say that either," Wang Yuyan said. "It's better to be safe than sorry."

"Okay, whatever you say."

There was a barrier around them, so their voices couldn't be heard, which is why they could talk about taboo topics so freely.

Before long, a scholar with a majestic figure walked in from the south, holding a folding fan.

He went straight to Yuan Shoucheng's stall and sat down with an air of authority.

"So, you're Yuan Shoucheng, the fortune teller?"

His expression was very arrogant, as if he looked down on people.

"That's me, sir. May I ask how you are addressed?"

"Jin, Jin Rixu." The Jinghe Dragon King temporarily gave himself an alias.

Yuan Shoucheng asked, "What does Young Master Jin wish to calculate?"

The Dragon King of the Jing River sneered, "You think you can calculate everything?"

Yuan Shoucheng said, "Not entirely. It's just some minor fortune-telling, but it can still predict the unpredictable weather and the ups and downs of life."

The Dragon King of the Jing River laughed. "You think you can predict unforeseen events? You're just showing off your limited skills before an expert."