People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 598: Acquaintances, Why Suffer

"Every sin has its cause and effect."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva put his hands together and said: "Amitabha."

Sun Wukong lowered his head and took a closer look, and saw several old acquaintances in the Eighteen Levels of Hell. They were the demons he had killed with his golden cudgel, and were being crushed again and again by the rotating millstone.

My heart is firm.

Some of the evil monsters are actually kind-hearted monsters, but they have no background. At that time, he was too lazy to continue observing them, so he just beat them to death with a stick.

In particular, there was an old man among them, whom he also knew. He was the old man he met in a village that day. He felt sorry for his grandson and did not want to become food for the King of Inspiration.

I cry every day.

He couldn't bear to replace the child, and he also subdued the King of Inspiration. According to the time, he shouldn't have died of old age, and he felt a little confused.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, what was the fault of that old man? When I saw him that day, I found that he had a long life span and still had 30 years to live. Why did he die early in just 10 years?

"Could it be that the ghost messenger from our underworld has captured the wrong soul again?"

Sun Wukong thought about how he had become an immortal god with an infinite lifespan, but was still confused by the ghost. He subconsciously believed that the old man who was suffering was also confused by the ghost.

He was displeased and said, "The ghost messenger from the underworld is too careless in his work."

Ksitigarbha summoned the ghost messenger and asked directly: "Do you know why Mr. Chen was punished? He is a virtuous and kind person with a lifespan of thirty years."

The ghost opened the book of life and death, looked at Mr. Chen's life, and explained: "He committed suicide by jumping off a cliff."

"impossible."

Sun Wukong quickly rejected it. In his opinion, the old man had children and grandchildren who needed to be taken care of, so why would he leave so early? It was obvious that the ghost was lying and playing tricks on him.

Humph.

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop in his palm and said to the ghost messenger unhappily, "Did you capture the wrong soul?"

Sun Wukong vaguely remembered that Mr. Chen had kindly given them vegetarian food and asked them to leave as soon as possible to avoid them getting hurt. How could such a good man just disappear like that?

"Really Great Sage."

The ghost catcher was frightened, thinking that they were really fools. If they took the wrong soul, they would be the ones who got hurt in the end. The King of Hell above them and the rules of the underworld would not forgive them.

"Aren't you guys not serious about what you do?"

Sun Wukong said unhappily.

"Don't dare."

"Grandpa Great Sage, you are not still brooding over the fact that the wrong soul was taken away, are you? The reason why your soul was taken away by mistake is because someone secretly modified the Holy Book of Life and Death. It is definitely not something that we, a villain, can take away souls at will."

“Something went wrong.”

"But you will die."

The ghost hurriedly explained.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's expression changed slightly, and he glared at the ghost who said the wrong thing with some annoyance. He really thought that the saint was a vegetarian and he even took away the wrong soul. That was the saint's test for Sun Wukong.

Do not understand!

Don't talk nonsense.

"You guys go down."

Ksitigarbha waved his hand and threw the ghost messenger directly into the eighteen levels of hell, and continued chatting with Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was not stupid, and he understood instantly that there must be another reason why his soul was taken away by mistake and caused chaos in the underworld, thinking about what he had seen along the way.

In an instant, I realized that I was just a clown.

How vast is the underworld.

Just relying on him, he wants to cause a big disturbance in the underworld and then leave safely. Isn't that a joke?
That's it.

The matter is done. Can he really have a fight with the people who plotted against him behind the scenes? He won't be the loser in the end. If that's the case, he might as well accept it silently.

Better than being cannon fodder.

The monsters he killed became ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell, and they still needed to accept the orders of the ghost messenger and curse loudly. It was good enough for him to live well. . At this moment.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt that life was precious.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, don't you have any life you want to explain?"

Sun Wukong laughed and hugged Ksitigarbha's neck as if he were an old friend.

Ksitigarbha shook his head and said, "Sun Wukong, everything you want to know will be answered by someone after you obtain the scriptures. In fact, everything has been predetermined since your birth."

"You are the key to the prosperity of our Western Buddhism."

"No one is plotting against you. On the contrary, a saint has given you a great fortune. Even if I have practiced for hundreds of millions of years, I am still very envious of you. Some people are destined to be the Buddha among Buddhas and the God among Gods from the moment they are born."

Ksitigarbha explained with a smile.

"No calculation."

"For my grandson."

Sun Wukong laughed so hard that tears fell from his eyes. He said in dissatisfaction, "You said it was for my own good, why didn't I believe it?"

"A monk needs to go through countless hardships to practice. I have practiced for millions of years, but I am only a quasi-saint. But you only need a few decades to reach the same level as me. Isn't it worth congratulating?"

Ksitigarbha asked back.

"But you never asked me if this is the kind of life I want." Sun Wukong came to the temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and sat on the lotus platform with dissatisfaction.

A sickly expression.

Haha
"You are the one who doesn't know how lucky you are. "

“If it’s anyone, he would agree to become a pawn of the saint, but most people don’t have the qualifications.” Ksitigarbha sneered.

Listen carefully to him.

He didn't dare to look at Sun Wukong. The murderous aura on him became more and more serious, as if he was a killing god. Di Ting was afraid that Sun Wukong came to cause trouble for him after obtaining the scriptures.

"I."

Sun Wukong didn't know how to explain.

Maybe in their eyes he is a lucky monkey, but in his eyes, all he wants is the peaceful freedom.

Carefree.

Monkeys from Huaguo Mountain.

“Not satisfied.”

Ksitigarbha smiled and shook his head, saying: "You want to roam freely between heaven and earth, but have you ever thought that if you don't practice cultivation, your life span will only be more than 300 years. Shouldn't you be a handful of yellow earth now?"

This?
Sun Wukong had never thought about it.

He himself looks like a handful of earth, but if he had a choice, he would practice cultivation. After all, between immortality and short life, he would choose immortality.

only.

He just doesn't want to be a pawn of the gods and Buddhas.

This is what is at the heart of his heart.

Ksitigarbha gave a wry smile.

Pointed to the sky.

"Before you, there was a man who also defied the will of heaven and changed his fate. Now he is even a Hunyuan Daluo. Even a saint is no match for him. Do you know who he is?"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

With his experience and not having seen many gods and demons, how could he possibly know who it was.

"Lü Yue."

"He was a human with poor talent. Through his hard work, he reached the highest level step by step, and his practice improved by leaps and bounds. It should be noted that before this, there was no such person as him between heaven and earth." Ksitigarbha explained.

(End of this chapter)