Chapter 15

Three days later, Tang An and her party were about to arrive at Guanyin Zen Temple.

Before entering the temple, Tang An had to go over the general execution plan for this mission with everyone in the team.

Of course, this did not include Jiuyue, who was lying on the grass, being pestered by Xiaotian Quan, who wanted to spar with her.

Yes, to keep Jiuyue in check, Yang Jian had brought Xiaotian Quan down as well. Whenever there was a meeting or a time when Jiuyue needed to be avoided, Xiaotian Quan's role would manifest.

Yang Jian waved his sleeve, and an invisible array formed at their feet.

Whatever they said within this array, Jiuyue could not hear.

As soon as the array formed, Tang An cheekily leaned over to coax Nezha.

"Still angry?" Tang An handed Nezha two candies. "Next time I'll get you some candy from our place; it's better than this."

Nezha snorted haughtily and ignored her.

Tang An peeled the candy wrapper, pinched Nezha's face, and fed it into his mouth.

"Don't glare at me, I washed my hands."

Nezha was eating the candy, and on the surface, he clearly still didn't want to forgive Tang An. But clearly, he seemed to be recalling the scene of Tang An feeding him candy and was secretly enjoying it.

"Let me tell you all." Tang An sat cross-legged and was the first to start gossiping.

"I am not the blind and ignorant Tang Sanzang; I can definitely tell whether something is a demon or not."

"I said before I wanted to find a Nine-Tailed Fox, and Nezha searched for so long without finding one; how could we just happen to run into one on the road?"

"This is clearly because the leadership can't control us and sent a monitor over."

"And then, the leadership deliberately made it suspicious so we would know she is a monitor sent by them."

"This person, we have to accept her whether we want to or not."

Nezha let out a "Pfft." "As if you weren't bewitched by the fox spirit."

Tang An coughed dryly. "It's all for work, don't be so serious."

Yang Jian agreed with Tang An. "This journey to the West was jointly established by the West and the Heavenly Court."

"The West is bound to send people in, like the previous White Dragon Ao Lie. It's just a pity that the White Dragon was nearly killed and didn't become Master's mount."

"Ao Lie is a discarded pawn, so they must be looking for another confidant to send in. To monitor, to control, or to keep us in check."

"But thinking about it from the other side, why can't we use this confidant to monitor their actions in return?"

"If we kill this fox demon, there will be another fox demon, a wolf demon. In any case, we have to keep up appearances with the West."

"It just so happens that Master lacks a mount, and it was specifically chosen for Master by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Master likes it, so we'll just accept it."

Yang Jian had some things he didn't say; in fact, he had other worries.

Previously, he, Nezha, and Sun Wukong had all openly or secretly killed Destined Ones. The West wasn't unaware, but they hadn't torn off the mask.

If they made things too tense this time and everyone completely tore off the mask, then it was highly likely that the West would use the methods they had used before to openly or secretly kill or replace Tang An.

In Yang Jian's view, although Tang An was often unreliable, cheeky, and lacked seriousness, Yang Jian could see throughout this journey that the look in her eyes when she looked at them wasn't lying.

When she looked at the three of them, there was worship, happiness, genuine emotion, and the courage to weather the storm with them.

Just the fact that Tang An stood up to the Bodhisattva and swore not to let them wear the golden hoop already surpassed too many people, too many immortals.

Therefore, if the West were to replace her, Yang Jian would not be willing.

"Alright, let's talk about the next plan." Nezha was a straight shooter, but he took Yang Jian's advice to heart.

Nezha didn't want to change masters either, so he could reluctantly tolerate this fox demon joining the team.

"But I'll say this first." Nezha looked seriously at Tang An. "If she dares to hurt you, or harbors murderous intent toward you, I will kill her."

"At that time, you must not stop me again."

"Of course." Tang An didn't hesitate for a second. "I'm not a saint; I'm just considering our project progress and don't want to tear off the mask with the leadership for the time being."

"She already wants my life, so should I keep her for the New Year? Definitely can't keep her."

Getting Tang An's answer, Nezha finally breathed a sigh of relief. "At least you're still clear-headed."

"What do you mean 'at least I'm still clear-headed'?" The look in Tang An's eyes shifted in an instant. "I've always been clear-headed."

A quarter of an hour later, the Westward Journey team meeting ended.

Yang Jian withdrew the array, and Xiaotian Quan also dragged Jiuyue back.

But... Jiuyue was dragged back by Xiaotian Quan holding her tail.

"Oh my god! My auspicious omen!!!" Tang An looked heartbroken and hurried over to catch Jiuyue.

Jiuyue in her fox form rested her head in Tang An's arms, "Ying ying ying," looking like she was about to be wronged to death.

"Xiao! Tian! Quan~"

Tang An turned around with a dark expression, and Xiaotian Quan's dog eyes were clear.

What did it do? It just listened to its master and took the fox for a stroll; the fox was fine when she came back just now, she only became weak when she saw Tang An!!!

"Master Master, I didn't..."

"You've bullied Jiuyue like this, could she be faking it?"

Jiuyue poked her head out and stuck her tongue out at Xiaotian Quan.

Xiaotian Quan: "!!!!!"

"Please Heaven! Distinguish the loyal from the treacherous!"

"Alright, alright, we'll ignore it, let's rest for a while before continuing." Tang An rubbed Jiuyue's head, and Jiuyue rubbed against her, smiling so sweetly.

Looking at Xiaotian Quan's treatment in the blink of an eye.

Xiaotian Quan squatted beside Erlang Shen, several black lines falling on its dog body, "humming" with grievance, looking at its master pitifully.

Yang Jian patted its dog head. "A real man doesn't hum."

Xiaotian Quan was about to cry; no, it and Jiuyue were both animals! Why was the treatment so different!

But neither Xiaotian Quan nor Jiuyue noticed that when Yang Jian and Tang An's eyes met, there was an unspeakable look in their eyes.

Now, Yang Jian seemed to have realized another purpose for Jiuyue joining them.

Known as, sowing discord.

And Yang Jian could see that Tang An seemed to have understood it too.

Unexpectedly, she, who usually looked the most unreliable, had an extremely clever mind.

Evening, Guanyin Zen Temple.

Tang An and her party arrived in a grand manner and stopped outside Guanyin Zen Temple.

Nezha held the Fire-Tipped Spear and knocked on the door with the handle.

"Open the door." His tone was impatient.

"If you don't open the door, this young master will burn your temple down." Nezha deliberately raised his voice so the entire Guanyin Zen Temple could hear clearly.

Sure enough, a monk came to open the door immediately.

The monk's eyes were filled with worldliness as he looked over the group outside the door.

One was a young woman in a light blue dress, looking vibrant and spirited, with delicate and lovely features, followed by a little fox.

One was human-bodied with a monkey face, carrying a staff on his shoulder, looking arrogant as he sized him up as well.

One looked like a girl of about ten, holding a spear, looking at him with a cold, contemptuous, and disdainful face.

One looked heroic and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament, but with a flower ornament painted on his forehead like a woman's makeup. Behind him followed a black dog.

This lineup, arriving at this time, looked strange no matter how you looked at it.

"Are you guests of the Abbot?"

Tang An coughed dryly. "We have come from the Great Tang in the East, traveling to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

Well, she, this Destined One, had also managed to mix in Tang Sanzang's lines.

"Passing by your precious land, may we..."

"We do not take in female pilgrims for the night."

"Slap!"

As soon as the little monk heard they were here to beg for alms, his eyes were filled with disgust, and he closed the door immediately, as if afraid of being contaminated by a trace of poverty.

"Damn it!" Tang An got up and was about to kick the door.

Sun Wukong quickly stopped her. "Master, Master, it's not worth it. If you want to kick the door, Old Sun will just smash it with one strike of my staff; why hurt yourself?"

Tang An took a deep breath. "Guanyin Zen Temple, right? Snobbish, right? Looking down on people, right?"

"Fine!"

"Watch as this lady blinds your titanium dog eyes!"