novelaction #568 - What's going on? Why is it different from what I imagined?
#568 - What's going on? Why is it different from what I imagined?
Clearly, they were here to guide Sun Wukong, so why did they suddenly become sacrifices!
That makes no sense!
The Five Directional Revealers exchanged glances, and without another word,
They ran!
The Six Dings, Six Jias, Four Duty Gods, and Eighteen Arhats also wore bewildered expressions.
They really didn't know what was happening.
Tang Sanzang was still shouting from the side:
"Don't let him go! To cross the Eagle's Sorrow Gorge, we must offer something to the heavens! He's it!"
"If I don't avenge this, I'm not Sanzang!"
Sun Wukong revealed a ferocious and arrogant smile on his face.
"How could a mere Golden Head Revealer escape Old Sun's pursuit!"
"Give me your life!"
Sun Wukong unhesitatingly chased after the Golden Head Revealer.
The Golden Head Revealer couldn't help but feel miserable.
Why me!
Isn't it just killing a mortal? It's not a big deal!
Hasn't this Tang Sanzang read the Buddhist scriptures? Only by letting go of hatred can one improve their Buddhist cultivation!
"When will retribution end!" the Golden Head Revealer shouted.
But Tang Sanzang's face was contorted, filled with murderous intent.
"Kill him!!! Wukong, kill him!!! Leave no one alive!"
Sun Wukong accelerated even more, not planning to play a cat-and-mouse game. He raised his staff and thrust it at the Golden Head Revealer.
"Die!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva, seeing this scene in the sky, instantly frowned.
Damn it, how did the conflict shift in an instant?
Clearly, you were supposed to deal with Ao Lie, so why did it suddenly turn into a chase after the Golden Head Revealer?
That makes no sense!
What went wrong?
But Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't sit idly by, after all, these weren't ordinary subordinates.
Especially the Five Directional Revealers, who belonged to the highest tier of... cannon fodder.
Their talent wasn't good, their cultivation techniques weren't good, and they didn't have magical treasures, but their cultivation was exceptionally high, so the Western Heavens didn't want to waste them and sent the Five Directional Revealers to do this job.
It didn't require combat power, just surveillance, and only they could do it, because no Golden Immortal was willing to do this job.
Therefore, they couldn't die.
Extremely helpless, she originally planned to appear as a powerful figure, but obviously, there was no chance.
Seeing Sun Wukong about to kill the Golden Head Revealer with a single strike, suddenly, the sky above shone brightly.
Guanyin Bodhisattva stood on a lotus flower, appearing faintly in the sky, looking indifferently at Sun Wukong.
"Sun Wukong, stop at once!"
Sun Wukong revealed a violent look on his face.
"You stinky woman, who do you think you are! Old Sun won't listen to you!"
Sun Wukong had long lost respect for the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and coupled with the fact that Guanyin Bodhisattva had even designed the headband to harm him,
Sun Wukong wished he could stab Guanyin Bodhisattva to death, so why would he listen to her?
Guanyin Bodhisattva's face instantly darkened.
You won't listen to me?!
You're finished!
Immediately, Guanyin Bodhisattva began chanting the headband mantra, a sneer on her face.
Sun Wukong was beating the Golden Head Revealer when he suddenly felt a pleasant sensation of massage on his head, and then Sun Wukong moaned in comfort.
Guanyin Bodhisattva: "???"
What's going on?
Sun Wukong suddenly reacted and quickly pretended to have a headache, rolling on the ground in extreme discomfort.
But to be fair, enjoying a head massage for the first time, Sun Wukong was so comfortable that he wished he could chant it himself.
The magical treasure given by the Prison God was truly incredibly useful!
What should have been a splitting headache that could make a Grand Golden Immortal kneel and beg for mercy had now become a ruthless massage machine.
It was truly a bit wonderful.
Guanyin Bodhisattva, seeing the headband mantra taking effect, sneered, but didn't intend to stop.
This time, she had to give Sun Wukong a severe lesson, to let Sun Wukong know what was truly cruel!
This was another great opportunity to subdue Sun Wukong, and Guanyin Bodhisattva frantically chanted the headband mantra.
Sun Wukong felt that the strength and technique of the head massage were simply god-level, and couldn't help but become even happier.
"Chant, keep chanting!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva: "???"
I always feel like something's not right!
Is this Sun Wukong a masochist? Does he really enjoy being abused this much?
Sun Wukong reacted and quickly changed his attitude, crying out:
"Ah ah! Stop chanting, Bodhisattva, please stop chanting! My head... hurts so much! It's about to split open!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded in satisfaction. That's right, if it wasn't like this, then there would be something wrong with the headband mantra.
Guanyin Bodhisattva chanted the headband mantra three times, but still didn't stop.
She kept chanting.
Sun Wukong also lay painfully on the ground, but his curled-up movements became weaker and weaker, gradually ceasing to move.
Guanyin Bodhisattva raised an eyebrow, shocked.
"Could it be that I chanted him to death?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva took a look. Fortunately, he was still breathing.
But...
She still felt like something was wrong.
If he had fainted from the pain, his face should be flushed with veins bulging, looking uncomfortable and painful, but...
Why does he seem so comfortable?
He's even drooling in his sleep?
Huh?
What's going on?
Is it my illusion?
Could it be that Sun Wukong falls asleep when the pain reaches its extreme?
Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't suspect much, after all, there couldn't be anything wrong with the thing given by the Buddha.
Guanyin Bodhisattva stopped chanting the mantra, deciding to let Sun Wukong off the hook.
Sun Wukong was sleeping comfortably, not feeling the massage force, and couldn't help but shout in dissatisfaction:
"Continue! Don't stop!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva: ???
Sun Wukong suddenly woke up from his dream and quickly jumped up, pretending to stare at Guanyin Bodhisattva in great pain.
"Stop, Bodhisattva, I won't kill that Revealer anymore! Please don't chant anymore!"
Sun Wukong, after all, wasn't Chu Hao, and his trickery wasn't so perfect.
Guanyin Bodhisattva, seeing Sun Wukong admit defeat, also decided to let Sun Wukong off the hook.
After all, one should be lenient whenever possible. All she needed to do was subdue Sun Wukong.
Guanyin Bodhisattva said coldly to Sun Wukong:
"I asked you to escort Tang Sanzang to the Western Heavens, so why did you suddenly attack the Golden Head Revealer?"
Tang Sanzang jumped out and shouted:
"Murderer, he is the murderer who killed my brother! If I couldn't beat him, this poor monk would have fucked him up!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva twitched her lips, but could only pretend to be compassionate.
"My Buddha is merciful, you have no evidence to say that the Golden Head Revealer killed your brother, don't wrongly accuse people."
"He is a special envoy sent by my Buddha to help you travel to the West without hindrance."
Tang Sanzang became exasperated, glaring at Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"Let..., Great One, don't be deceived by this demon, this poor monk is sure that he is the evil beast that harmed my brother..."
"There is no need to mention this matter again. Everyone in my Western Heavens is kind and benevolent, with no evil intentions and no evil deeds," Guanyin Bodhisattva said coldly.
Tang Sanzang was speechless for a moment, biting his teeth, but could only lower his head in hatred!
But in Tang Sanzang's eyes, there was endless anger!
Protecting criminals, is this the Western Heavens?!