DiploNovel #1575 - I am asking about married women. Married women
#1575 - I am asking about married women. Married women
Unexpectedly, the old man shakily stood up, looking frantic,
"Who! Who dares to smash my old house's door?! What kind of bandits are you, what kind of demons! !"
The old man wore a coarse cloth robe and a cool bamboo hat. He held a gnarled bamboo cane and wore rush sandals. His face resembled red copper, his beard like white silk. Two long eyebrows concealed green eyes, and a gaping mouth revealed golden teeth.
His body, however, was as strong as an ox. Being knocked down by the wooden door, he could still stand up as if nothing had happened, truly a formidable character.
Tang Sanzang touched his nose, sensing that the old man didn't seem to be a demon or a bandit. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and whispered:
"Wukong, go ask that man for information, to see why it's so hot here."
Always making me take the blame when something happens, good master… Sun Wukong twitched his lips, put away his golden-hooped staff, straightened his clothes, and awkwardly adopted a refined demeanor as he walked down the road towards the door.
Before he could speak, the old man directly picked up his cane, brandishing it with impressive force. The old man glared at Sun Wukong and shouted:
"Where did you come from, strange man? What are you doing at my door? Could you be a villain trying to rob me and take my life!"
Sun Wukong glanced back at Tang Sanzang, who was nonchalantly chanting scriptures. Sun Wukong rolled his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that his master had searched heaven and earth to rescue him, Sun Wukong wouldn't tolerate this.
Sun Wukong turned his head, a fake smile on his face.
"Old benefactor, don't be afraid of me. I'm not a strange man. Your old grandson is the envoy sent by the Great Tang Dynasty of the East to seek scriptures in the West.
My master and disciples, four in total, have arrived at your precious place. We see that the weather is extremely hot, and we don't understand why, nor do we know the name of this place. We've come to ask for your guidance."
Sun Wukong stepped closer, and said in a fierce whisper:
"Old geezer, you better quickly explain what the Western Heavens ordered you to do. Your old grandson doesn't have so much free time to play guessing games with you…"
Sun Wukong had just crawled out of the eighteenth level of the Infernal Purgatory, and the baleful aura on his body hadn't been washed away. Furthermore, he had been tempered by demonic energy before, and there was the effect of the War God's Heart.
At this moment, even if Sun Wukong didn't reveal his strength, just a glance from him was enough to make the old man instantly lose all ability to resist.
The old man was naturally an NPC placed here by the Western Heavens. This wasn't the first or second time. The Western Heavens had to have someone to guide them on the journey to the West, otherwise they wouldn't be at ease.
The old man had the body of an Arhat and the backing of the Western Heavens. Normally, he wouldn't be intimidated by the travelers on the westward journey. However, the Sun Wukong before him was so terrifying that the old man immediately cowered and quickly said:
"This place is called Flaming Mountain. There is no spring or autumn, and all four seasons are hot."
Although Tang Sanzang couldn't tell whether someone was a monster or an Arhat, he understood from Sun Wukong's attitude that this old man was not a good person.
Being monitored and manipulated by the Western Heavens everywhere, Tang Sanzang was already very unhappy. Recalling how the Western Heavens had kidnapped Sun Wukong before, he became even more enraged.
Tang Sanzang stepped forward and grabbed the old man's collar, coldly asking:
"Old geezer, just tell me how to get through it, okay? This monk wants to go to the Western Heavens!"
The old man was also startled by Tang Sanzang's aura. Good heavens, is this still the compassionate scripture-seeking monk?
The old man quickly followed the instructions of the Western Heavens and said, word by word:
"You can't go to the West. That mountain is sixty miles away from here, and it is the only way to the West. There are eight hundred miles of flames, and no grass grows around it. If you can pass the mountain, even if you have a copper skull and an iron body, you will be turned into juice."
Tang Sanzang glared and raised his fist, as big as a sandbag.
"This monk is asking you how to get through it? Speak quickly!"
The old man was about to cry.
"You need to ask for the Plantain Fan!"
Tang Sanzang gritted his teeth, swung his sandbag-sized fist and smashed it on the old man's head, fiercely saying:
"Ask? I, the dignified Tang Sanzang of the Great Tang, am always being asked to beg. This monk is not going anymore, whoever wants to go can go. This monk is going back to my Great Tang of the East now. Let me see who can stop me! ! !"
Tang Sanzang was angry, and furiously turned to leave.
If Tang Sanzang left, then the Journey to the West would be over.
The old man panicked. It's over, it's over. If Tang Sanzang ran away, then he would be in big trouble!
The old man quickly shouted:
"Venerable Monk, please wait, Venerable Monk, don't be anxious, let this old man finish speaking!"
"Actually, it's not really asking for something, it's just some relatively ordinary operations. Princess Iron Fan has a Plantain Fan. If you can get it, one wave will extinguish the fire, two waves will generate wind, and three waves will bring rain. Then we can sow seeds and harvest them in time, so we can get grains to nourish life. Otherwise, truly, not a single blade of grass can grow."
"You only need to ask… If you can get this fan, you can naturally pass through this Flaming Mountain and go to the Western Heavens to worship Buddha and seek scriptures!"
However, Tang Sanzang remained steadfast and left without looking back.
Who was Tang Sanzang? Hadn't he been angered enough by the Western Heavens along the way? Even a clay figure has three parts of anger, let alone Tang Sanzang, who had just rescued his eldest disciple from the Infernal Purgatory.
Basically, Sun Wukong and the other disciples stepped forward and desperately held Tang Sanzang, constantly persuading him:
"Master, just endure it, they're just saying it, we're not really begging."
"Yes, Master, anyway, we just need to get a fan, it's not difficult. It's still important to seek scriptures, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive…"
"Master, Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother are right."
However, even though the three senior brothers desperately pulled and dragged, Tang Sanzang still didn't stop, even dragging the three disciples along with him.
At this moment, the old man panicked and said:
"It's not difficult to find that person, you just need to find her. This old man only knows that she is called Rakshasi, the wife of the Great Strength Bull Demon King…"
At a certain moment, Tang Sanzang's unstoppable pace suddenly stopped, and the scene seemed to freeze.
Sun Wukong and the other two, who had been pulling Tang Sanzang, suddenly felt a huge force coming from their arms again!
The three of them were actually lifted up directly by Tang Sanzang and leaped in front of the old man!
Tang Sanzang, who had just been determined to leave and never return, was now standing very gently in front of the old man, holding the old man's hand, and said in a gentle voice:
"Old man, is what you just said true?"
The old man was dumbfounded. What's going on? What did I just say? Why is this Tang Sanzang like a different person?
The old man coughed lightly and said seriously:
"Of course it's true. That Plantain Fan is extremely important to this place. The people here worship it once every ten years, offering countless wealth and food, bathing and being devout, and praying to that immortal mountain, asking her to come out of her cave so that everyone here can live in peace…"
However, the old man was talking to himself, but he didn't see Tang Sanzang's face darken.
Tang Sanzang rudely interrupted:
"Who cares whether you live in peace or not, this monk is asking about the wife, the wife, the wife! ! !"
Everyone: "…"