From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Eliminate the scourge for the people!

The village chief lamented, “In recent years, a rat demon has appeared in our village’s granary. It has eaten most of the grain stored in every household, making it difficult for us to survive. We hope that the pilgrim from the Great Song Dynasty can help us get rid of that monster.”

"How dare they be so arrogant? This is outrageous!"

The wild boar roared, "Take us there! We'll help you get rid of them!"

"This way!"

The village chief was overjoyed and went to the granary with the village's militia.

Entering the warehouse and closing the door, the wild boar shouted, "You monster who stole our grain, come out and face your death! We might leave you a whole corpse, or we'll turn you into roasted rats!"

"Don't monks not eat meat?"

The toad spirit said something extra.

"You talk too much!"

The wild boar was speechless. "I'm doing this to boost our morale!"

As they were talking, a white rat with muscular muscles stood upright and emerged from the hole. Upon seeing the combination of a wild boar, a toad, an orangutan, and a weasel, it was slightly curious, but more puzzled: "Why would four monsters help people?"

"Hey! You monster, you don't know what's good for you! We are pilgrims on a journey to the West to retrieve the scriptures, not monsters! Surrender now, and we might spare your life!"

Seeing that the rat was sturdy and strong, the wild boar thought it was a tough nut to crack, and its tone became slightly weaker than before.

"Take my life or come and fight!"

This rat, however, had a fiery temper and struck first.

It's good to kill!

But we see:

Four little demons and one rat monster, they fought to the death with just a few words. The four little demons were powerless, while the rat monster was strong.

The wild boar, despite its iron head, runs around aimlessly, headbutting the ground; the toad, with its long tongue and powerful legs, is tricked and gnaws at the wall mud; the gorilla, despite its large body, fights blindly like it's farting; and then there's the weasel, defying the heavens, bullied by the rat!

The rat demon, victorious, chuckled, hands on its hips: "You think you can subdue a demon with such meager skills?"

The four men, defeated, struggled to their feet and gasped, "We'll fight demons and monsters in exchange for food!"

In this fierce battle, the four demons were defeated, but they did not give up. Taking advantage of the rat demon's carelessness, the wild boar grabbed its arms and said, "Hurry up, now! I can't hold on any longer!"

The gorilla roared and, along with the wild boar, slammed the rat demon into the wall, creating a dent.

"what!"

"what!!"

"ha!!!"

The gorilla roared and rammed into the rat demon again and again until it was bleeding from all seven orifices and could no longer maintain its human form. It breathed out of its mouth and nose and turned back into its original form, a white rat nearly a meter long.

Upon stepping outside, the villagers gasped in dismay at the sight of the four "elders" with bruised and swollen faces. But when they saw the wild boar carrying a white rat, their worries vanished, replaced by joy and jubilation. They rushed to the ancestral hall for a meal...

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"How strange! Monsters are fighting monsters! And look at these four little monsters, they seem to have never eaten a human before?"

In the crowd, an old man carrying a large gourd observed the four little demons being led to their meal, stroking his beard with a hint of curiosity. He quickly calculated their origins—

The wild boar and the toad were minor demons from the mountains outside Jisaiga. They had worked too hard and offended the mountain's demon king, forcing them to flee. They originally intended to steal some food from Jisaiga, but just then, a divine messenger passed by and killed the nine-headed worm. The whole country rejoiced, which led the two to conceive the idea of ​​"obtaining Buddhahood and immortality through a pilgrimage"...

The gorilla and the weasel were recruited. The gorilla was strong but timid, spending his entire life hiding in the deep forests; the weasel was a charlatan pretending to be a local deity, but simple-minded, and upon hearing that becoming a Buddha could grant immortality, he immediately abandoned his family business…

"He's not inherently bad, but with such meager abilities, after hearing a storyteller recount the tale of the journey to the West five hundred years ago, he impulsively packed his bags and set off immediately to retrieve the scriptures..."

That's wishful thinking!

Not to mention that Tang Sanzang had already obtained the scriptures, and now, to avoid trouble, he was working as a temple keeper at the Lifesaving Temple on the Tongtian River, unwilling to associate with the Buddhas of Mount Ling...

Even if it were five hundred years ago, after Jin Chanzi transformed into Jin Chanzi, even if you naive little demons really reached the Western Paradise, Buddha would not send out the scriptures.

"If he doesn't kill you, people can call him merciful!"

Yuan Shoucheng shook his head inwardly, but he also found the four little demons interesting, so he decided to follow them and see how far they could go.

To know.

Beyond this village lies Little Western Paradise...

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After their meal, the wild boar, toad, gorilla, and weasel bid farewell to the villagers. The villagers, being very hospitable, gave them a huge pile of fruits, vegetables, and dried food, almost forming a small mountain.

This put the weasel in a difficult position: "Me! Me!"

However, since he was imitating "Sha Wujing" (Sandy), he had few lines and couldn't speak. He could only grit his teeth, put all these things in the carrying pole, carry them on his shoulders, and silently walk at the back of the group.

Seeing this, Yuan Shoucheng was slightly speechless, after all...

Back when they were on their journey to the West, it was Pigsy who carried the load!

Chapter 1523 The Little Monsters of Langlang Mountain (Part 4)

"Fellow villagers, there's no need to see us off, we're leaving now."

Seeing that the villagers were still following them, the wild boar turned back and advised, "Besides, we really can't carry too much more."

"Elder, in that case, we'll leave you here."

After walking nearly ten miles, the old village chief was also somewhat tired. He stopped and said, "But there is one more thing I need the elders to help me with."

"You tell me."

"The wild boar asked."

"Thirty miles west of here, there is a village, the Little Western Heaven Realm. There is a village called Wuliang Village, where a group of wicked people live. They specialize in deceiving passersby and tricking them into the monster's cave to eat them, so that they can obtain the monster's reward."

The old village chief wiped away his tears as he spoke, “My son is a chivalrous wanderer who upholds justice. He went to Wuliang Village to investigate, but he hasn’t returned yet. I’m afraid he was tricked by the villagers into the mouth of a monster.”

"Old village chief, do you want us to avenge you and kill the villagers of Wuliang Village?" the toad spirit asked.

"No."

The old village chief sighed, "The elders are highly respected, how could they kill people? Although I hate them, I also know that the real murderers are those monsters who bewitched the villagers of Wuliang Village."

If my son really dies, it will be at the hands of those monsters.

"As long as the elders kill the monster and avenge my son, that's enough."

"Don't worry, we are experts at exorcising demons and monsters."

The wild boar agreed, bid farewell to the villagers along with the toad, the gorilla, and the weasel, and headed west with the intelligent old white horse.

Perhaps because they had truly subdued a demon, they were respected by the villagers and also reaped a large harvest of vegetables, fruits, and dry food. The four of them were also in a different state of mind than before.

The gorilla, carrying a wooden stick, walked at the front, showing less timidity and more courage, indeed possessing some of the heroic spirit of the Monkey King.

The wild boar, leading the old white horse and carrying a rake, had bright eyes and no longer regretted embarking on the journey to "seek enlightenment."

The toad rode on the white horse, mimicking the five mudras of Shakyamuni that he had learned from the woman, and he did indeed resemble a holy monk.

And then there was the weasel, carrying its load. Although it could no longer pretend to be "Grandmaster Weasel" and speak freely with its silver tongue, it now wore a smile and was more stable than before. This was because it kept its mouth shut and concealed its spirit, and its body was light and graceful.

It was deep winter, the wind was cold, the snow had melted and ice crystals were hanging, causing the four men and the horse to shiver.

The toad said, "If I hadn't gone on the pilgrimage, I would be hibernating by now."

"Only ordinary toads hibernate; you're a monster, why would you need to sleep?"

The wild boar was speechless. He saw a lake directly in front of him, its surface frozen over, and a small temple in the center of the lake. He said, "Let's go and ask for lodging for the night, and also get some vegetarian food."

"What words are written on the temple?"

The toad raised its hand to create a canopy, but couldn't see clearly.

The ape's eyesight was much better than usual, and it saw clearly, saying, "Little... Leiyin Temple."

"Alright, let's go beg for alms."

The toad really did resemble a holy monk. He put his hands together, said "Amitabha," and then went to Little Thunder Temple with the wild boar.

Upon arriving at the temple gate, Toad dismounted and, together with the wild boar, gorilla, and weasel, went up the steps, pushed open the door, and stepped inside. He felt as if he had entered a different world, as the surroundings were unusually open and spacious, unlike the narrowness he had seen outside.

Above the main hall—

A chubby baby with a shaved head turned around, a bag tied around his waist, his face round and slightly unfriendly.

Standing beside him was a woman with a human body and a dragon's tail, her skin as white as frost, wearing a bright red robe, and her hair standing on end like flames.

Both sides of the main hall—

Four strangely shaped "Vajras" stood tall. One crawled on all fours like a beast, with a head on top that resembled a dragon coiling and spiraling, called Wonderful Sound. Another stood upright but had no head, with congealed blood that looked like a blooming blood lotus, called Calamity Wave. A third had four arms and lay on the ground, seemingly dead, called Illusion. A fourth had a face like a hole with eyes on both sides, holding a metal lotus flower, called Lotus Eye.

The main hall is right at the top—

A bat with a human-like golden body hangs upside down, while a black-haired, red-bottomed monkey wielding a large knife crawls on a nearby beam.

Besides these, four monks stood in the hall—

A man named Bu Bai was originally a clown in a small opera troupe in Tuoluo Village. Because of his ugly appearance, he could only play clown roles, but he wanted to be a hero. He did not keep to his duty, killed the actor who played the hero in the opera troupe, skinned him, and took his place. He was discovered and sent to Xiao Leiyin Temple.

One of them, named Unclean, had been a disciple of the master of Xiaoleiyin Temple since childhood. He was extremely loyal, but also lazy. Whenever he was on duty, no one, good or bad, was allowed to enter the hall. If anyone tried to force their way in, they would be beaten and killed. He just wanted to avoid trouble.

One of them, named Bu Neng, had been a disciple of the master of Xiao Leiyin Temple since childhood. However, he was stubborn and fond of martial arts. He even believed that his master could not become a Buddha because he always took shortcuts. He seemed to be proficient in everything, but in reality, he was incapable of anything.

A man named Amoghavajra, whose origins are little known, was skilled in reciting scriptures and mantras, as well as writing poetry and painting, and was extremely adept at debating scriptures and Zen.

They all stared at the four strange-looking "oddballs" who had entered, their expressions varying—some sneer, some are fierce, and some are calm.

Before the master of Little Thunderclap Temple could speak, the toad whispered, "The monks in this temple all look fierce."

"Perhaps there are many monsters in this area, and the monks in the temples have to exorcise them, so they all need to dress up in a fierce manner to scare away the monsters."

The wild boar came up with a reason.

"How dare you!"

The woman with skin as white as snow rebuked, "Since you can see the future, why don't you worship?"

"future?"

The wild boar and the toad looked at each other blankly, while the gorilla and the weasel stared at each other wide-eyed, all completely bewildered, not knowing who "Future" was.