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Chapter 425 Tang Sanbu: Monks Don't Lie

Thinking of the infant spirit, Tang Sanzan couldn't help frowning.

If there really is an infant spirit, then there shouldn't be a single normal child in this village.

Naturally, there is no sadness.

but
If there really are baby spirits?
So how did the baby spirit come into being?

and also
If there really are baby spirits in the village, it's still a pair of baby spirits.

Then how could these old men sitting here be so calm?

Can you still talk and laugh and play chess here?

Looking at the old men whose topics were getting farther and farther away, Tang Sanzan didn't ask the doubts in his heart.

Hearing is delusion, although seeing may not be believing, but at least it is better to listen to one side of the story.

Tang Sanzan greeted the apprentices outside the village, walked around the big willow tree at the head of the village, and walked into the village.

What I saw along the way was the normal life of every household.

It doesn't seem at all that this is a village entangled by infant spirits, and it doesn't seem the slightest panic about being targeted by the demon river god to sacrifice boys and girls every year.

Every household looks happy and harmonious.

Seeing this, instead of feeling warm, Tang Sanzan frowned even more.

This village is really abnormal. It is far from the ordinary small village described in Journey to the West where monks and disciples of the Tang Dynasty live.

Tang Sanzan went around the village, but he didn't spend the night in this village, but returned the same way and left Chenjiacun.

Yes, go back the same way.

This village is like a Weng. There is only one way in and out, and there is only one way to go in or out of the village, which is the path beside the willow trees where the group of old people play chess.

After leaving the village, Tang Sanzan asked Sha Laosan to build a house on a flat place by the Liusha River as a temporary foothold for the master and apprentice.

When Sha Laosan was building a house, Tang Sanzan did not idle around as usual, but dug out a few bamboos from the interspatial ring, split them into long strips, and used Bamboo strips are weaving something.

This time Tang Sanzan didn't instigate anyone, he did it all by himself.

The Great Sage and the second senior brother surrounded Tang Sanzan, watching Tang Sanzan's manual work.

Not long after, the bamboo weaving took shape in Tang Sanzan's hands, and the apprentices realized that what Tang Sanzan was weaving turned out to be a bamboo basket.

"Master, why do you weave a bamboo basket?"

Jian Tang Sanzan finished weaving the bamboo basket and got up, the second brother hurriedly wrapped Tang Sanzan's arm courteously, and asked curiously.

Tang Sanzan held a bamboo basket in one hand, thinking about walking to the bank of the Tongtian River.

Without looking back, he threw two words to the second senior brother, "Get water."

"Get water?"

The second senior brother was taken aback? ?

Use a bamboo basket to fetch water?

"Master, have you ever heard a saying that the bamboo basket fetches water in vain?"

Tang Sanzan nodded, of course he had heard of it, and if it wasn't for this sentence, he wouldn't be weaving bamboo baskets anymore.

"Then you still fetch water with a bamboo basket?"

The second senior brother was even more puzzled. Knowing that fetching water from a bamboo basket was a waste of time, and still using a bamboo basket to fetch water, could it be that my master is out of his mind?
Just when the second senior brother was worried about his master's mind, Tang Sanzan waved his hand and threw a bamboo basket onto the Tongtian River's bank.

The bamboo basket sank when it hit the water, and disappeared from the water surface in an instant.

Seeing that the bamboo basket was submerged in water, the second senior brother opened his mouth, wanting to remind his master that he forgot to tie the rope to the bamboo basket.

Just looking at the faint smile on Tang Sanzan's face, the second senior brother still didn't say that.

At the bottom of the Tongtian River, the King of Inspiration was sleeping in his cave, when suddenly he felt the ground shaking.

Gulu rolled from the bed to the ground, the king of inspiration opened his eyes and saw the roof of his palace slowly zooming in before his eyes.

Bang!
Before the king of inspiration who was stunned by the sudden change could react, the roof of the cave fell off, and the king of inspiration was completely ranked at the bottom.

"mmp!"

Crawling out of the ruins of the cave, seeing the cave that he worked so hard to build was in ruins, the king of inspiration wanted to scold his mother.

It's just that before he started cursing, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the touch of his feet.

As soon as he lowered his head, the king of inspiration found himself standing on something made of bamboo.

Looking around again, it seems that not only his feet, but the entire seabed is covered with a layer of bamboo products of the same style.

"This...is a bit amazing!"

The king of inspiration squatted down and touched the bamboo products under his feet, and found that they were really made of bamboo, so he couldn't help sighing.

then
"Fuck!"

As soon as he finished expressing his feelings, the King of Inspiration suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of weightlessness in his body, and his whole fish flew upwards uncontrollably.

The most important thing is that it is not his usual flying like flying through the clouds, but is supported by the bamboo products under his feet.

Feeling the down-to-earth feeling under his feet, after the initial panic, the king of inspiration looked around again.

It was not just him, but all the living creatures at the bottom of the water were supported by the bamboo products under his feet and flew up, but the bamboo products under his feet seemed to have gaps, and only the living creatures at the bottom were taken away. The river water has not been taken away at all.

"So miraculous?"

Seeing this scene, the king of inspiration couldn't help but let out a sigh.

There is also this kind of gameplay, why didn't he think of it before?

Feeling in his heart, the King of Inspiration had already been taken away from the water surface of the Tongtian River by the bamboo products. It was only at this time that the King of Inspiration could clearly see that it was nothing else that brought all the living things at the bottom of the river up from the water. It is a bamboo basket.

The whole body of this bamboo basket is made of bamboo slices from unknown water surface bamboos, and the incisions seem to have just been fabricated.

But this bamboo basket is not as big as a regular bamboo basket, and it actually wiped out all the creatures at the bottom of the river in one basket.

On the shore, Tang Sanzan made a move, and the bamboo basket shrank and fell back into Tang Sanzan's hands.

Looking at the half-basket of fish, shrimp and crab in the bamboo basket, Tang Sanbu frowned, and began to wonder if he used the wrong method?
Obviously, Guanyin Bodhisattva in Journey to the West used a bamboo basket to fish up the king of inspiration.

He also used bamboo baskets, so how did he catch so many things?

"You... who is the king of inspiration?"

Just when the king of inspiration was looking at the bamboo basket with surprise in his heart and face, such a sentence came from his ear.

"Huh?? Who is calling me?"

The King of Inspiration jumped out from a pile of fish, shrimps and crabs, quite like standing out from the crowd.

"You are the one."

Tang Sanzun looked at the happiest little goldfish jumping, and with a shake of his hand, the King of Inspiration flew out of the bamboo basket and landed in Tang Sanzan's hands.

Tang Sanzan flipped his hand holding the bamboo basket, and countless fish, shrimps and crabs were poured back into the Tongtian River by Tang Sanzan like it was raining.

As for whether there will be any casualties in the process.

I'm sorry, but this is not something Tang San Zan can consider.

just like.
When people walk on the road, do they think about the possibility of stepping on a few ants to death?
The reasoning is the same.

"Hey, monk, are you calling me?"

Caught by Tang Sanzan, King Inspiration didn't have the slightest sense of being a prisoner. Looking at Tang Sanzan, his dead fish eyes were full of curiosity.

Tang Sanzun nodded, "The poor monk is looking for you."

"Then monk, what's your name? What can I do with your Majesty?"

Tang Sanbu: "."

What the hell. How about your self-awareness as a prisoner?

Why do you feel that you are more arrogant than the poor monk who fell into your hands?

"Little goldfish, do you still remember the Guanyin Bodhisattva on Mount Luojia 18 years ago?"

King of Inspiration: "."

Jinyu raised his head suddenly, staring at Tang Sanzan with a pair of eyes in a daze, and there seemed to be tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Bodhisattva. Bodhisattva. Did she finally remember me?"

As he said that, the king of inspiration began to cry.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooah?

Monk, you are the rescuer sent by the Bodhisattva, bah bah, are you sent by the Bodhisattva to take me home?
I haven't been back for so many years, is Luojia Mountain still the same as before?

By the way, Dragon Girl, is he okay?
Did Hui An Xingzhe still have a cold look, and he still didn't see Long Nu's feelings for him?
Will the Bodhisattva still chant scriptures by the pool where I live every day?
Would Bodhisattva still get used to it without me listening to her chanting scriptures every day? ?

That's right, there's more.
On the big willow tree next to my pool, is the little magpie okay?During the years I was away, did she still wake up early in the morning and twitter at the door of my house so that I couldn't sleep? "

Tang Sanbu: "."

How would the poor monk answer your series of questions?

However, even though he didn't know where to start, Tang Sanzan could figure it out.

This is a goldfish with a story.

"Ahem, the poor monk was not sent by the Bodhisattva."

After thinking about it, I have never been to Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, even though it is the home of my wife who is currently married by Ming Media.

I don't even know the relationship between Hui'an Xingzhe and Longnu, so naturally I don't know if Hui'an Xingzhe understands Longnu's intentions. Next time I can ask Mu Zha about this gossip.

As for whether the Bodhisattva still recites scriptures by the pool every day.

This should be the answer in the affirmative, but I am not very sure, what if the Bodhisattva is not at home one day?

so.
After thinking about it for a long time, Tang Sanzan felt that if monks don't tell lies, he can't just fool him because of his stupidity, so he came up with such an answer.

"Crack!"

In a daze, Tang Sanzan seemed to hear some strange sound, as if some object couldn't bear the heavy pressure and finally broke apart.

Inexplicably, Tang Sanzan thought it was the sound of heartbreak.

When Tang Sanzan was wondering, he suddenly felt a wet feeling on his hand.

Tang Sanzan's first reaction was that this stupid fish pissed on his hand.

Of course, the sobs that followed immediately let him know that he had wrongly blamed the king of inspiration.

As soon as he lowered his head, Tang Sanzan saw the king of inspiration lying in his palm, crying into a skinny man of three hundred catties.

"Wooooow!

Bodhisattva Bodhisattva really doesn't want me anymore, I have no home, woo woo woo~"

The King of Inspiration cried so much that Wen Wen was sad, and those who saw it wept.

It's just that Tang Sanzan always had a strange feeling in his heart.

It felt as if the daughter-in-law I was marrying in the media suddenly appeared in the words of the old man next door who was talking to people one day.

so.
"Don't be so busy crying, can you tell the poor monk what is the relationship between you and the Bodhisattva?
Why did the Bodhisattva leave you here? "

ps: The second update, there will be more later.

(End of this chapter)