People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 587: Nine-headed Green Lion, Sitting and Talking about Wine

"satisfy!"

Sun Wukong smiled and sent the Dragon King of the East Sea away. Zhu Bajie, who was standing next to him, smiled and shook his head, expressing his disdain for Sun Wukong's "generous" behavior, and asked the Dragon King of the East Sea for help.

As the middleman, Heaven naturally has to go through some process as well.

“These are all merits.”

The further west you go!
The monsters they encountered became increasingly powerful, and even Sun Wukong felt somewhat powerless, unlike at the beginning, when mortal bandits could block Tang Sanzang's path.

Tiger demon makes leather skirt.

One day, a demonic wind blew, and Jiuling Yuansheng Zhenjun directly tied up Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the nine-headed lion in front of him, and asked in confusion: "Senior, is there a misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstand?"

The Nine-headed Spirit smiled and shook his head, saying, "Great Sage, you are so forgetful. I wonder how my disciple's grandson has offended you, and you want to kill him."

The Nine-headed Spirit said coldly.

"Lion grandson!"

Sun Wukong rubbed his head and a cold sweat broke out on his face. He thought that the lion demon was deceiving before his death, but he never expected that a mere lion demon also had a backer.

It’s still the nine-headed green lion.

"Senior, why bother pursuing the past? Do you really dare to kill me?"

Sun Wukong was desperate. Since he set foot in India, none of the monsters he met were easy to deal with, including the three-headed rhinoceros demon that worshipped the moon. If the Bodhisattva had not appeared, he would have been in trouble.

I'm afraid he would have been smashed to pieces by a rhinoceros long ago.

Ha ha
The Nine-Headed Spirit said coldly, "You monkey are a scoundrel. I dare not kill you, but I can torture you a bit. I will also let you witness the Eighteen Layers of Hell in advance."

"Wait a minute."

Zhu Bajie gave Sun Wukong a look, and he immediately understood. He walked forward, looked at the nine-headed Yuanling lion spirit, and said naively: "Yuansheng, you are the blue lion under Taiyi Jiuku's seat, and we have some friendship. I know you are following orders, so why make things so awkward?"

"Why don't we all sit down and talk."

"Have a drink!"

Zhu Bajie can be considered a social thug. His strength may not be ranked among the many third-generation disciples. He likes to curry favor with others, and he has made quite a few friends in the Heavenly Palace.

Plus he was born in Tushita Palace.

A registered disciple of Taishang Laojun.

Because of his wealthy family background, many gods and immortals are willing to associate with Zhu Bajie, unlike Sun Wukong, whose foundation is superficial.

When the Nine-Headed Sage saw Zhu Bajie offering him a ladder, he did not make things difficult for them. He asked his little demons to tie Sun Wukong and others to pillars, and then went to the backyard with Zhu Bajie to drink.

The baby is feeling miserable.

The Nine-headed Primordial Saint looked speechlessly at the direction where Sun Wukong fled. Knowing that he was going to ask for help, he felt relieved: "Old Pig, to be honest, if it weren't for the cause and effect of the Journey to the West, I, the Nine-headed Primordial Spirit, really don't want to get involved."

Zhu Bajie nodded.

"The situation is stronger than people, Nine-headed Saint. The monkey will call for reinforcements soon. Don't you want to enjoy it in advance?" Nine-headed Saint shook his head and said, "How can we, who are practicing cultivation, be obsessed with the worldly world?"

A heart seeking the Tao is no weaker than Taiyi's.

Qianyuan Mountain, Jinguan Cave!
Sun Wukong was in a carefree mood along the way, his somersault cloud tumbling, and he had the leisure to communicate with the gods in the mountains and hills. After drinking a cup of wine, Sun Wukong slowly came to the Golden Light Cave.

Hit a wine grid.

He said frivolously: "Old man, if you don't come out, I'm going to break down the door." Sun Wukong pushed open the door and saw a monkey who looked exactly like him. He instantly lost his composure.

He knew that he was being plotted against by Taiyi Zhenren.

"Old man, you are one of the most powerful men in the world. Do you think you are conscious of plotting against a monkey like me?" Sun Wukong glared at the six-eared macaque in dissatisfaction. "Nonsense."

The six-eared macaque said coldly: "You and I are of the same origin. If I hadn't appeared, you think you could easily escape from Tathagata's plan. Are you overthinking?"

The six-eared macaque was too disdainful to argue with Sun Wukong. He led Sun Wukong to the door of the main hall and then left quietly. The six-eared macaque had a pair of ears that could detect the sounds of heaven and earth.

As long as he wants.

He can know any strange people or anecdotes in the world.

Of course, if restrictions were set in advance, he would have no way to deal with it.

Therefore, he knew the whole story of the Journey to the West very clearly. Even though he pretended to be Sun Wukong to obtain Buddhist scriptures, it was also for the purpose of planning merits in the West.

"Old man, you have to make the decision for me."

Sun Wukong pondered for a moment, a cold light flashed on Lei Gong's face, and he gave a helpless smile. How could he not know the reminder of Liu Er Mihou that the journey to the West contained supreme merits and opportunities.

Buddhism alone cannot take all the merits, and it must distribute enough profits. Only then will the gods and Buddhas in heaven, the four seas, and many other places be willing to cooperate with them to perform a good show.

"Great Sage, why are you so panicked?" Taiyi had a surprised expression, gray hair, and a funny smile. If he hadn't been a master of acting, he would never be so sincere.

Sun Wukong was so depressed by the show that he looked like he had lost all hope in life.

Each of them is a master of acting. At this time, an absurd figure appeared in his mind, the Jade Emperor lying under the table, speaking eloquently.

There was no rain in Fengxian County for three years.

Would you be afraid of a monkey like him?

Cough!

Sun Wukong explained helplessly: "Tianzun, is the nine-headed green lion under your seat here?"

Sun Wukong asked knowingly and pointed to the rope on the jade pillar next to him. One end was tied to the pillar and the other end was empty. The nine-headed green lion sneaked down to the earth, so Taiyi didn't even need to find an excuse.

Then you can join the Journey to the West.

Plan merit for yourself.

"Great Sage, misunderstanding!"

Taiyi held Sun Wukong's arm and said with a smile, "Great Sage, I failed to discipline him properly, and my mount secretly came down to the mortal world, causing trouble for you. We will capture him now."

"it is good."

Sun Wukong nodded.

He and Taiyi Zhenren built a fairy cloud and came to the southeast country of Tianzhu.

The Nine-Headed Green Lion and Zhu Bajie got very drunk. They looked at Taiyi Zhenren who suddenly appeared with sleepy eyes and sighed, "Zhu Bajie, we will have one more drink next time."

Then he transformed into a green lion and carried Taiyi Zhenren away.

Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Bajie suspiciously, still drunk. He said unhappily, "Fool, you are so happy. I am busy in the sky, and you are drinking here."

Zhu Bajie burped.

Dissatisfied, he said, "Big Brother, no one can replace you. If possible, I would also like to subdue demons and monsters like you."

this.?

Isn't this putting a pig in a difficult position?
Sun Wukong shook his head and stopped forcing Zhu Bajie. He knew Zhu Bajie's strength. The two fought on the Tianhai for a day and a night, but there was no winner.

If Zhu Bajie had not taken the initiative to be lazy, he might not be an indispensable helper to Tang Sanzang. A person can be lazy, but he must not be incompetent.

(End of this chapter)