Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Chapter 254 World of Famous Works 43

The Tang Dynasty was developing at an incredibly rapid pace, changing every single day. Lin Xiaoqian and his friends would sometimes go to Zhuang Damao's place to help out, and sometimes they would sell goods that could be sold in the Tang Dynasty at his shop.

Bicycles, tricycles, and electric fans all originated from her shop, and were then imitated by craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty and sold throughout the country.

That day, Lin Xiaoqian was organizing the goods in the warehouse with her consciousness when Sun Wukong's clone suddenly started rolling on the ground, clutching his head.

Lin Xiaoqian didn't have time to think much and quickly came to her senses to support Sun Wukong's clone.

Has someone put a tight headband on the Monkey King?

What happened to Monkey King? Lin Xiaoqian quickly tried to contact Sun Wukong with his communicator, but he couldn't get through.

She hurried up to the third floor to find her cheap master, Bodhi.

Since Chang'an lifted its curfew and became a city that never sleeps, Bodhi has returned and moved directly into a private room on the third floor.

When they found Bodhi, he was lying in the pavilion with an empty wine bottle beside him. He was dizzy and seemed to still be drunk. He muttered, "What, what? You traitor! I told you to give me the red yesterday, but you wouldn't. Instead, you let Zhen Yuanzi and the others win. I'm still angry."

Lin Xiaoqian was speechless for a moment, then quickly said, "What's with all the fuss? Let's take a look at Monkey King!"

"Little monkey? What happened to the little monkey? Has he finished his pilgrimage?" A hint of clarity appeared in Bodhi's eyes, but not much.

"Just now, Monkey King's clone was rolling on the ground clutching his head. Someone must have used the headband. I can't contact him either. Master, please check what's happening to Monkey King."

Bodhi muttered, "What trouble could possibly happen on a pilgrimage? You're just making a fuss."

Despite saying that, he still waved his sleeve, and suddenly a water curtain appeared in the air. Inside the water curtain, two identical figures were fighting fiercely.

The Real and Fake Monkey Kings!

We've actually come to this predicament.

"Huh?" Bodhi exclaimed in surprise, "Why are there two little monkeys? Is this old man still drunk?"

Lin Xiaoqian knew the plot of Journey to the West, so he quickly explained, "One of them is Monkey King, and the other is Six-Eared Macaque."

"Six-eared macaque? What six-eared macaque? I've never heard of it."

Bodhi calculated with his fingers for a moment, then a look of understanding appeared on his face, and he said, "I see."

Lin Xiaoqian quickly asked, "Master, what do you mean, 'So that's how it is'?"

Bodhi pointed to the two figures on the water screen and said, "These two are little monkeys."

What?

Lin Xiaoqian asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Bodhi stroked his beard, looking smug, and said, "The little monkey yearns for freedom by nature, yet he was forced to go to Mount Ling to retrieve the scriptures, and was constantly controlled by Tang Sanzang, unable to be free. The so-called Six-Eared Macaque you mentioned is more like the inner demon he developed because of this; the two of them are of two minds and one body..."

What are you mumbling about?

Lin Xiaoqian couldn't understand or care about the laws governing the gods in the Journey to the West world, so she anxiously asked, "So, which one is the real Monkey King?"

Bodhi replied in a profound and enigmatic manner, "Both are."

Lin Xiaoqian's face scrunched up. "Both of them? What do we do now?"

Bodhi spread his hands: "I don't know, just wait and see."

What kind of nonsense is this...

Of course, she dared not say these words aloud.

Bodhi noticed Lin Xiaoqian's dissatisfaction with the answer and added, "This is just a trick that old Buddha came up with for the sake of the pilgrimage. Wait and see how he resolves it. Don't worry, it's not necessarily a bad thing that the little monkey's inner demons have emerged. If the little monkey can overcome his inner demons, it will benefit his cultivation."

Did Buddha go to all this trouble just to spread Buddhist teachings to the East? He might have miscalculated. In the Tang Dynasty today, hardly anyone has the leisure to believe in Buddhism. The people lack nothing, are well-fed and clothed, and there are opportunities to make money everywhere; the Tang Dynasty is thriving. The entire Tang Dynasty is busy yet orderly; who has time to pray to gods and Buddhas or listen to monks preach?

Bodhi pondered this for a moment, then couldn't help but shake his head.

Lin Xiaoqian suddenly remembered the conspiracy theories about the real and fake Monkey Kings online and asked Bodhi, "Master, who can beat whom, Monkey King or the Six-Eared Macaque?"

"They are of one mind and have the same abilities. If the little monkey is strong, the inner demon is strong; if the little monkey is weak, the inner demon is weak. At most, they can only fight to a draw."

"What if Monkey King gets killed by the Six-Eared Macaque?"

Bodhi gave him a look that said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" and shook his head repeatedly. "That's impossible, absolutely impossible. But since it was Tathagata who brought out the little monkey's inner demons, he has to help the little monkey resolve them. Otherwise, I'll have my true form go after him."

Lin Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, then turned to him and asked, "And what about you?"

Bodhi said with a righteous and solemn expression, "Me? I play games. I haven't finished Black Myth yet."

I am really impressed.

In the water curtain, Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque head to Mount Ling, intending to find the Buddha to verify their identities.

Lin Xiaoqian couldn't help but say again, "We have so many gods here, why not just promote the local gods' teachings? Mount Ling is so far away, yet we have to make Monkey King carry a mortal on foot. Along the way, he has to go on a pilgrimage and fight monsters, which makes the Buddhist sect treat Monkey King like a Japanese. Monkey King is a member of our Taoist sect, who cares about his Buddhist position?"

Bodhi glanced at Lin Xiaoqian and said, "Disciple, broaden your perspective, all of this is..."

"It's all the result of a power struggle between various forces," Lin Xiaoqian said irritably.

Bodhi sighed, "There are just too many gods here, so it's like one radish for one hole. It would be good if we could get a Buddhist seat for the little monkey in the Buddhist sect."

As they were talking, the Buddha on the water screen sat solemnly on his lotus throne, his appearance dignified. He slightly raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as torches, and swept over the two monkeys. He said in a deep voice, "I already know the truth of the matter."

A huge golden bowl flew out from the Buddha's sleeve, shining with golden light, and slowly enveloped one of the monkeys. The monkey, seeing that something was wrong, tried to escape, but was firmly locked in by the light of the golden bowl and instantly engulfed. The golden bowl landed with a dull thud, and ripples spread around it.

"Holy crap! Tathagata, are you blind?!" Bodhi suddenly jumped up, and the next second he disappeared from the spot, and the water curtain also disappeared with a 'pop'.

Lin Xiaoqian was bewildered. What had happened?

Who was Bodhi just cursing?