I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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As soon as the messengers shouted, Lao Chu, the boatman, panicked.

He didn't want to miss this deal.

Besides, the three people on the boat also advised him to continue crossing the river.

The boat had just reached the center of the river when a huge log suddenly floated down from the upper reaches.

"not good!"

If the boatman himself was the only one on the boat, he would just use a paddle and escape.

But there were still three people on board, so the flexibility of the boat was greatly reduced.

"Damn it!" Sun Wukong and Gouzi had just reached the opposite bank when they heard the boatman yelling that it was not good.

When looking back.

A big log was hitting the boat.

"boom!"

This boat can't stand the impact of the big wood.

He was knocked over in an instant.

"Oh, my daughter! My daughter is still on the boat!"

"Sister! Sister!"

"It's over! Grandpa!"

The three people on the bank panicked.

The old lady wanted to jump into the river to save people.

It's a pity that all three of them are landlubbers, and none of them know water.

"My lords! Help me!" the servant begged to the messenger who patrolled the river.

"Hmph! Save me, the water is so fast, whoever goes down will die!" The messenger gave the servant a blank look.

"You didn't stop your old man from getting on the boat just now, but now the boat capsizes and you ask me to save him? Why don't you go!"

The messenger despised the servant for a while, and then ignored him.

However, the messengers from the Hedao Yamen were not idle after all. They kept going down the river, looking at the three ups and downs, and if anyone stepped aside, they would stretch out a pole.

"Where to go!"

At the same time as the boat capsized, the three ghosts left the corpse at the same time and were about to leave.

How could Sun Wukong let them go.

He flew up and caught two with one move of his sleeves.

Turning around, Gouzi still had a ball of white light hanging from his mouth, it was the third one.

Sun Wukong caught Li Gui and wanted to see if the boatman could be rescued.

The old man was alive.

As a result, when I searched again, the old man had already swam to the shore by himself.

I have to say that this boatman is really good at water, and he can swim so fast with more than a dozen silver cars.

Sun Wukong swept his consciousness, and the old man was still holding a cloth bag in his arms, which contained a lot of money.

It should be the fare collected by others on the boat just now, and there may be more money ripped from someone when he fell into the river.

Monkey King and Gouzi used the stealth method to catch ghosts, and there was no movement at all when they were reduced to blows.

No one on the shore noticed them.

When they arrived at the north bank, Monkey King took the ghost who was caught by Gou Zi away.

Then he led the dog straight to the boatman hiding in the grass.

"Old man? Who are you hiding from!" approaching, Monkey King appeared and asked.

"Ah! You... who are you?"

The boatman was startled, a man and a dog suddenly appeared behind him, he hadn't heard anything just now.

"Ben...officer, from Dali Temple. I happened to be watching your boat coming from the shore just now!" Monkey King pretended to be a messenger from Dali Temple.

"Ah! Great... Dali Temple!" The boatman was taken aback, but he didn't expect to bump into an official from Dali Temple.

The famous boatman of Dali Temple has naturally heard of it, but now that he was caught, he immediately gave up.

"My lord! The little old man is guilty! The little old man shouldn't have carried them across the river! He killed three people for no reason! The little old man is guilty!" Said the boatman, kneeling in front of Monkey King bitterly.

"Who asked you to come out to patrol the river?" Sun Wukong asked.

The boatman was taken aback for a moment, why didn't the lord ask me the crime of harming others?

"Master Li from Hedao Yamen." The boatman replied honestly.

"He let you come out of such a big water?" Sun Wukong frowned.

"If the water was as strong as it was yesterday, it wouldn't come out. Today the water receded a little, and the adults were worried that there would be some permeable places along the river, so they asked the little old man to come out and look for it." The boatman replied.

"In the past, when there was heavy rain and the water surged, it was always villains who came out to patrol the river." The boatman added.

"Is this a custom?" Sun Wukong frowned.

"That's right. The Hedao Yamen paid a penny for the trip. The villain also earned the money voluntarily, so he also signed a life and death certificate at the Hedao Yamen." The boatman returned with his head down.

He didn't doubt that Sun Wukong was a fake, and people are simple these days.

The main reason is that no one dares to fake the name of Dali Temple.

"Xiao Liu? Can the situation of this mortal be found?" Monkey King asked Liu Er for help.

During the weakening period of the six-eared soul, no one with cultivation could be found, but this boatman is just a mortal, so he can find out a thing or two.

"He has nothing to do with Buddhism, he is just an ordinary boatman. It is estimated that someone used the river yamen to patrol the river." The six-eared spiritual sense scanned the boatman and gave Monkey King the answer.

"My lord, please spare me! The villain is really unintentional! The villain is willing to give up the money!"

Seeing that Sun Wukong didn't speak, the boatman felt uneasy, and begged with the silver.

"Forget it. Let's go. I'm just passing by, so I don't care about you." Monkey King waved his hand.

The boatman dropped the silver and was about to leave, but Sun Wukong stopped him and asked him to take the silver too.

The old man kowtowed thankfully before running away.

This boatman is also unlucky, he was used and lost.

Now that he has taken three lives, he should be on the run.

Fortunately, there are more than a dozen taels of silver, and if you travel far in the future, you can buy a boat to make a living.

"It seems that this matter is mostly calculated by Monk Mingxuan!" Sun Wukong said in a deep voice.

"That's not easy to say, first interrogate those three ghosts, and then we're going to have a showdown with Monk Mingxuan!" Gouzi said excitedly.

He is very happy when he wants to do something again.

Monkey King nodded, and pulled Gouzi to make a trick.

Directly to the underworld.

All the way to the central ghost town to find Ji Kang.

It's up to Ji Kang to interrogate ghosts, and after the interrogation, he should go to hell directly.

"Huh? Howling Sky Dog?"

Ji Kang was taken aback when he saw Gouzi, he knew Gouzi.

"Hey! Hello, Lord Ghost Emperor! I haven't seen you for a while!" Gou Ziren stood up and said obeisance.

They met at the Heavenly Court Banquet back then.

The Underworld is still under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court in name, and the Ghost Emperor, as the high-level underworld god of the Underworld, naturally has the opportunity to be a guest in the heavens.

After a polite exchange with Ghost Emperor, Monkey King explained his intention.

With a wave of his hand, three ghosts appeared in front of him.

"what!"

The ghost captured by Gouzi saw Gouzi there, screamed in fright and wanted to run away.

When Ji Kang waved his hand, the three ghosts froze in an instant.

This kind of brat is no fart in front of the ghost emperor.

Ji Kang didn't even need to be promoted, he just asked questions directly.

After the three ghosts figured out the situation, they immediately recruited.

pity.

The things they recruited are useless.

It turned out that a month ago, a more powerful ghost told them to come to Huayin and follow Mingxuan secretly.

He also pointed out to them three mortals whose lifespan was at the end of their lives, and told them to possess them when Mingxuan saw these people.

Then they were given another time to cross the river in a boat.

As for who the more powerful ghost was, none of the three knew.

And Master Mingxuan had never seen the three of them.

These three fierce ghosts have anti-virtual strength and soul bodies.

If he followed Mingxuan secretly, the monk might not be able to find out.

These three ghosts didn't know each other before!

And it was tried separately, and there was no suspicion of fraud.

In the end, all three ghosts went to the Little Hell.

Although the three of them are fierce ghosts, they haven't made any serious mistakes, so the punishment is not serious.

"Fuck! Who is playing tricks!" Sun Wukong yelled angrily.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1229 Singing Merits===

Chapter 1229

After coming out of the underworld, Monkey King was full of anger.

After squatting for seven days, it seems that it has nothing to do with Buddhism.

"Wow! Boring! Lord Dog, I'm going back." Gouzi came out of the underworld and said goodbye to Monkey King.

For this sake, it can also be seen that there are quick hands and feet in things, and they never leave any clues.

Since we can't do Monk Mingxuan, we can't involve Buddhism.

Gouzi doesn't intend to stay here any longer.

"Okay. Brother Gou, go slowly!" Sun Wukong waved his hand.

So Gouzi really left, but before he left, he took away all the rags he stole...

"Dick tick ~" Three days later, Monkey King was about to go out to Anle Temple.

The sound of suona came faintly.

That day, he was not in a hurry to leave Huayin either.

I want to see Monk Mingxuan's reaction.

As a result, Monk Mingxuan has been meditating in Anle Temple for three days.

The small bridge collapsed and the craftsmen are repairing it, and it may take two or three days, so there are no people crossing the river recently.

Anle Temple is very clean.

Sun Wukong didn't care when he heard the suona sound.