BookMe #564 - Guess what? Something went wrong.
#564 - Guess what? Something went wrong.
The Buddha wanted to bury his head like an ostrich at the first moment.
I won't listen, I won't listen, the tortoise is chanting scriptures!
However, Guanyin Bodhisattva did not notice the Buddha's fragility, and said very cruelly:
"Buddha, guess what? There's a big problem!"
The Buddha hugged his head, feeling extremely distraught, but still very uncomfortable, saying:
"No, with a strong person like the Medicine Buddha there, how could something still happen?"
"No matter how awesome that Prison God is, he can't bully the Medicine Buddha, right!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva's expression was a little awkward,
"Well, congratulations, you guessed right!"
The Buddha's face instantly collapsed, as if he had lost his parents.
"What exactly happened!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva took a deep breath,
"The matter is like this, this, and that…"
Guanyin Bodhisattva quickly recounted what had just happened.
Of course, with appropriate details, she focused on how Chu Hao slapped the Medicine Buddha in the face again and again.
The description of the Medicine Buddha's expression, from the initial arrogance to the suspicion in the middle, to the later frustration, was particularly detailed!
Of course, the most important point was that slapping the Medicine Buddha was like slapping a spinning top.
It was simply treating the Medicine Buddha as if he wasn't even human.
"Bodhisattva, why don't you slow down first?" The Buddha looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva describing the Medicine Buddha being slapped and being so excited, and was a little confused for a moment.
After all, everyone is in the same unit, one prospers, all prosper; one loses, all lose.
Guanyin Bodhisattva quickly restrained the expression on her face and quickly said:
"My Buddha, we have a big problem now!"
"Chu Hao said that he was originally merciful and prepared to cooperate with the Journey to the West, but now we are repaying kindness with enmity. He said that this hurts the hearts of good people."
The Buddha said with a dark face,
"I've already lost more than a dozen magic treasures, and even the Lapis Lazuli Illusory Light has injured my main body, what else does he want me to do!"
Thinking of those dozen or so magic treasures, the Buddha felt his heart bleeding.
So many magic treasures could easily win over a large group of strong people, what a loss!
Although he is the Treasure Daoist, the magic treasures are not picked up for nothing.
There are actually not many magic treasures that can be used, and coupled with the magic treasures that have been handed over to win people's hearts over the years, it is even more uncomfortable.
After all, although the three thousand Red Dust Travelers have been brought over, they also have to be paid wages, right?
More or less, you have to give them something.
A slightly better magic treasure can make a Golden Immortal strong person convert to my Buddha!
What's more, Golden Immortals can cultivate to become one, but genuine magic treasures are extremely difficult to obtain, especially in this era of sparse heaven and earth spiritual energy.
Sending in a dozen magic treasures, and still to protect Chu Hao, the Buddha felt wronged!
Guanyin Bodhisattva could also perceive the Buddha's discomfort, but Guanyin Bodhisattva still said helplessly:
"My Buddha, that Prison God said that unless we send him the ceiling of the Law Enforcement Hall, Sun Wukong's headband will not be brought along."
"My Buddha, that Prison God is putting on an act of delivering the goods before setting off, do we really have to listen to him? He is interfering with the Journey to the West!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva said very indignantly.
The Buddha's face was full of pain.
Perhaps it was because the glued-together stone platform was hurting his butt, or perhaps it was because sitting for too long had pulled his balls, in any case, it hurt a lot.
But after all, it's just some decoration materials, it's not like we can't afford it!
The Buddha exhaled a turbid breath and said dejectedly:
"What else can we do? Even if we call the teacher over, we can't do anything to him, he hasn't really interfered with the Journey to the West, we have no evidence."
"This kid seems arrogant and unruly, but he doesn't leave any traces in his actions. All the karma seems to have been planted by him long ago."
"Even this time, you have seen it, if he doesn't speak, that monkey is likely to directly kill Tang Sanzang."
"That Tang Sanzang has thousands of respects for that Prison God and ten thousand slanders for our Western Heaven… Now we can only deceive them to set off, and then talk about the rest."
The Buddha seemed a little discouraged, but he also seemed to be secretly calculating something.
In fact, the Buddha doesn't need this group of people to convert to my Buddha so much, otherwise he wouldn't have taken out the headband to directly bind Sun Wukong, that's not really convincing people with virtue.
It's just that, thinking about the attitude of these scripture seekers when they reach the end of the Journey to the West, that scene must be very ugly.
Tang Sanzang kicked into the Great Thunderclap Temple and shouted,
"Don't fucking move, hand over the True Scriptures, otherwise, I'll bury you all!"
Ah, Cao!
That was clearly my disciple reincarnated, how did he become like this!
It's hard!
But there's no way, running into that professional law enforcer, the Prison God, the Buddha has resigned himself to fate, let's fool him first.
The Journey to the West tribulation can make the Western Heaven great again, there is nothing more important than this.
The Buddha waved his hand and said helplessly:
"Give it, give it, give him everything he wants."
"By the way, how big is the Law Enforcement Hall anyway?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva pondered for three seconds,
"Not big, it only covers dozens of miles."
The Buddha widened his eyes and raised his voice dozens of times,
"What the hell are you saying! His entire Law Enforcement Hall covers dozens of miles?!"
"Can the Jade Emperor agree to such extravagance and wastefulness?!"
"Oh, right, it seems that the materials used are all from our Western Heaven!"
"It seems that even the people were pulled from here to work as laborers…"
"We still have to tear down our own ceiling and send it over to help them build it?! Amitabha, fuck his flying Cao!"
The Buddha felt like he didn't want to live anymore for a while.
Send whatever is lacking!
Is the Prison God coming to the Western Heaven to get decoration materials? And the kind that doesn't pay?
Not paying is fine, but we have to personally deliver it to the door and help them build it ourselves?!
Is our Western Heaven so cheap?!
This Law Enforcement Hall, the Western Heaven has a strong sense of participation.
The Buddha's face was full of pain.
Guanyin Bodhisattva tentatively asked,
"Then, shall we… send it?"
The Buddha took a deep breath and was like a deflated ball,
"Send it, send it, give it all to him, give him whatever he wants."
"This time, I miscalculated… Did you see clearly what kind of treasure it was at the time?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva shook her head.
The Buddha sighed,
"I knew it… Impermeable, yet arrogant, it's too normal to suffer a loss against him."
"Go…"
The Buddha looked at the Lingshan that was not easy to build, and he was going to make a wedding dress for others again.
It's just uncomfortable!