Chapter 1229: Design to Capture the King of Inspiration

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Xuanzang was filled with indignation.

To be honest, Xuanzang also experienced so many things during his journey to the west.

Xuanzang naturally knew that this so-called journey to the west was a situation full of dangers and hidden murderous intentions.

However, no matter how you say it, Xuanzang is also a monk.

As a monk, Xuanzang naturally did not want to know all this and turn a blind eye.

For Xuanzang, this was the greatest sin.

"If you see a sin happening but can't stop it, what's the difference between it and committing a sin? Although the poor monk does not believe in the duplicity of Western religions, as long as you are a monk, you should be compassionate and absolutely cannot stand idly by!"

Xuanzang spoke eloquently and stood up slowly.

Buddha's light suddenly appeared on Xuanzang's body.

Xuanzang's whole person had a solemn expression and a serious face. He looked as if the real Buddha was alive.

After hearing Xuanzang's words, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others couldn't help but have a look of guilt on their faces.

Xuanzang's words seemed to be deafening and enlightening for a long time when they fell in the ears of everyone.

I have to say that when it comes to Buddha nature, Xuanzang is still the one!

"Unexpectedly, although Master is not as violent as a monk in normal times, at this critical moment, he can see right and wrong very clearly!"

Zhu Bajie muttered to himself.

Sun Wukong pinched Zhu Bajie's ears hard and glared at him.

Zhu Bajie's heart skipped a beat, then he quickly fell silent.

"Thank you, holy monk!"

Bai Yu heard Xuanzang's words and marveled at Xuanzang's noble sentiments. With tears in his eyes, he opened his mouth to praise Xuanzang.

Xuanzang waved his hand towards the white turtle, helped the white turtle up, and said with emotion:

"Senior monks are compassionate, this is nothing! Senior Baiyuan, please tell me how to attract this goldfish spirit. This guy is proficient in water properties. If he can cause a fight on the shore, that would be great!"

Bai Yuan nodded, admiring Xuanzang more and more in his heart, feeling that this monk was brave and resourceful.

Tough on the outside but delicate on the inside, he is truly a rare talent.

Bai Yu and the people on the scripture collection team discussed for a long time before deciding that Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie would transform into a boy and a girl respectively, and then use this to attract the goldfish spirit.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were a little unhappy.

Oh, Xuanzang slayed demons, why should they be used as bait?

Isn't this very unreasonable?

Xuanzang raised his fist as big as a sandbag, then made gestures to Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, and murmured:

"You see, since I am a master who does not practice immortality, it is naturally difficult to transform into one. Furthermore, considering the size of the master, it is a bit difficult to transform into a boy and girl. Isn't this a bit overwhelming?"

Zhu Bajie is not very smart. After hearing Xuanzang's words, he said:

"Master! Then you can let your senior brother cast magic spells on you, so that you can transform into a boy and a girl..."

Before Zhu Bajie finished speaking, he was grabbed by Sun Wukong.

"You idiot, do whatever the master tells you to do! Where is all this nonsense?"

While Sun Wukong was scolding, he kept winking at Zhu Bajie, telling Zhu Bajie to stop saying a few words.

Under Sun Wukong's crazy instructions, Zhu Bajie gradually came to his senses, and seemed to understand everything in his heart.

At this time, Xuanzang's cold voice sounded:

"Haha, Wu Neng! You are very brave! I know many pig-killers as my teacher..."

Zhu Bajie saw the sneer on Xuanzang's lips, and Xuanzang's bulging muscles hidden under the cassock, Zhu Bajie understood everything immediately.

Master is trying to convince people with reason!

"Master, what you said is...reasonable! Senior brother and I, for the sake of all the living beings in Chenjiazhuang, will naturally go to pieces and say nothing!"

Zhu Bajie quickly changed his tune.

"Is this true?"

Xuanzang touched Zhu Bajie's throat and murmured.

"These are the words of justice!"

Zhu Bajie nodded hurriedly.

In this way, King Inspiration's plan to wisely remove the goldfish spirit was completed through friendly consultations in this harmonious and democratic atmosphere.



The second night.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie transformed into boys and girls on the Chenjiazhuang mourning hall, quietly waiting for the arrival of the King of Inspiration.

When the villagers of Chenjiazhuang learned that someone had died for them, they were naturally even more grateful.

Although the villagers are ignorant, this child is his own flesh and blood after all.

Who is willing to put his own flesh and blood in danger?

Xuanzang, Bai Yuan, Xiao Bailong and Sha Wujing were waiting outside the mourning hall.

"Suppose this inspiration king comes in a moment! Let's swarm up, cooperate inside and outside, and catch him off guard. Remember, be more ruthless, especially if we attack from behind. If you can hit the back of the head, don't attack from the front!"

Xuanzang viciously began to issue tactical instructions.

"clear!"

Sha Wujing and Xiao Bailong were not surprised and started to speak.

This white turtle, on the other hand, looked a little ugly.

"Holy Monk! This sneak attack from behind and attacking in groups does not seem to be the work of a gentleman... Moreover, I observe that all the disciples of the Holy Monk are either Daluo or quasi-sages... With such a lineup, if there is still a sneak attack from behind, just I’m afraid if word spreads, I’ll be laughed at by the three worlds!”

Bai Yu was sincere and remained silent for a long time, then spoke.

At this time, Bai Yu has obviously not experienced severe beatings from society.

There is still some conscience in his heart.

Xuanzang rolled his eyes at Bai Yu, then sneered and said:

"Senior Bai Yuan! Your heart is a little too sincere... Don't you know that the principles in this world are all instilled in your fists? If you had the strength, how could you be framed? Where are the boys and girls being plundered in your name?”

Xuanzang's words fell into Bai Yu's ears.

Bai Yu couldn't help but trembled all over.

When he thought that this great inspiration king had kidnapped boys and girls in his own name, he felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

He thought of the villagers in Chenjiazhuang, and when he mentioned his name, he wanted to cut them to pieces with thousands of knives. He even wanted to step on them on the ground and spit on them a few times.

Bai Yu's original intention was to educate the villagers in Chenjiazhuang, which was considered a blessing.

As a result, I forgot about the timeless practice.

He accepted the children of Chenjiazhuang as his disciples and devoted himself to practice. As time went by, these villagers became suspicious.

At this time, the King of Inspiration came in force and suppressed the white turtle. Then, in the name of the white turtle as a river demon, he asked the villagers of Chenjiazhuang to worship boys and girls regularly.

Bai Yu had good intentions, but in the end he turned into a butcher's knife held high by others.

Bai Yu was silent.

"Stop talking nonsense... If you keep chattering, I will turn you into a pot of soup!"

Xuanzang was a little irritated, picked up the white turtle by the collar, and said viciously...