Chapter 226: Marshal Tianpeng: Is this appropriate? Is it polite? Is it moral?

Tang An poured tea for him; these manners made Tianpeng feel flattered and dazed.

"Destined One, is there something you need my help with? Just say it plainly."

Tang An feigned that it was a bit difficult to trouble him, "Actually, you can definitely help, it's just that the process might be a little..."

"Troublesome?" Tianpeng even provided an excuse for Tang An himself.

"Right, troublesome." Tang An was very grateful that Tianpeng jumped into the pit himself and quickly poured him another cup of tea.

"Heh." Marshal Tianpeng was so flattered that he was currently floating on air. "Isn't it just some troublesome matter? Easy, easy."

"I am Marshal Tianpeng; some things might be a trouble for you mortals, but for me, they are not a trouble at all."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then it seems Marshal Tianpeng has agreed to help us?"

"Naturally, naturally."

Tang An breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down on the stool.

"Then please."

"Hmm?" Tianpeng was stunned; he hadn't reacted to the change in Tang An's attitude.

"Do what? Go where?"

Tang An rubbed the tip of her nose, "Marshal, don't you feel that Qijue Mountain is a bit smelly?"

"Ah? That is... hmm..." Come to think of it, he just noticed that the air was indeed a bit smelly.

But the fishy smell of the flood dragon and the scent of roasted meat had covered up much of the stench.

"The Destined One wants me to..."

"Eat it."

"Eat what?"

"Xishi Hollow."

"What is Xishi Hollow?" A faint sense of unease grew in Tianpeng's heart.

The next moment, their group of master and disciples arrived above Xishi Hollow.

The stench here was much more pungent than in Tuoluo Village.

Even though Tang An carried a bead that could isolate odors, looking at the runny persimmons that looked like diarrhea, she felt truly nauseated.

Marshal Tianpeng was completely petrified in mid-air; his head turned bit by bit toward Tang An.

"No, it can't be, right?"

Tang An cupped her hands, "Many thanks to Marshal Tianpeng for clearing the path."

"Clear, clear the path? How to clear it?"

"Eat it." Mainly, Tang An remembered that in the original work, it was indeed he who ate all of those and cleared a path.

After all, besides him, there really weren't many people who could do it.

Just because this Xishi Hollow was not ten miles or a hundred miles, but eight hundred miles long!

It could be said that the scenery elsewhere was like a waterfall falling three thousand feet, but the scenery here was like a heavenly outhouse falling to the ground.

Marshal Tianpeng cracked on the spot, barely able to steady his figure.

"Is this... appropriate?"

He was Marshal Tianpeng; being tied up was one thing, but he had to come down and eat rotten persimmons covering the mountains and plains?

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha remained silent, only suppressing their laughter and showing their magic treasures.

Looking at the magic treasures of the three Gods of Slaughter, Marshal Tianpeng gulped.

"It, it can also be appropriate."

"But..."

"Is there a 'but'?" Tang An took the Three Lives Stone out of her Universe Bag, her expression feigning recollection.

"Oh my, which village was it back then?"

"What kind of monster was Marshal Tianpeng back then?"

"Tsk, I remember he was tied in a cave, and who was it that whipped him?"

Every word she said was like a heavy hammer, smashing down on the petrified Marshal Tianpeng, shattering his integrity and reputation into pieces that couldn't even be picked up.

Sure enough! Dark history must never be known by others! This was absolutely the biggest leverage!!!

"Hiss~ Marshal Tianpeng, tell me, what if I let the images recorded in this Three Lives Stone be played in the Lingxiao Palace..."

Tianpeng immediately pressed down on Tang An's hand holding the Three Lives Stone, "No 'but,' no problem, I will definitely complete it." He answered this with such decisiveness, without any hesitation.

Nezha frowned at this scene but didn't speak, instead raising an eyebrow at Marshal Tianpeng.

He remembered what Yang Jian said, not to hold the candy too tightly. But this shouldn't have anything to do with him beating people up, right?

Tianpeng saw the murderous look in Nezha's eyes and shuddered, quickly letting go of Tang An's hand.

The mortal world is truly full of dangers everywhere, isn't it?

How did he fall into the Destined One's trap, to the point where he couldn't even escape now?

"Marshal Tianpeng, eat slowly, no rush, as long as the path is cleared in three days."

"Three days!"

"Eight hundred miles???"

Tang An had an expression that forbade him from looking down on himself, "Shh, I don't allow you to look down on yourself. You are Marshal Tianpeng, can you not handle this small matter?"

"I..." How did it feel like his brain had been led into a trap?

But at this moment, it was clearly no longer a question of whether he could handle it, but a question of whether he must handle it.

"Go for it, I believe in you." Tang An even thoughtfully left Xiaotian Quan behind to supervise the work.

Three days was enough for Tang An to rest leisurely for two days and continue on her new journey.

Why was it a journey?

Because the next stop was the Zhuzi Kingdom.

"Is Master planning the new Great Tang border map again?" As soon as Yang Jian came out, he saw Tang An pondering the map in the courtyard.

Tang An sat at the stone table, holding a pen in one hand and resting her chin on the other. From time to time, she would place the pen under her nose, pouting and acting silly.

"I am thinking about Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Guanyin Bodhisattva? Why think of her?"

Tang An looked at the clouds in the sky, "I want to know what Guanyin Bodhisattva's mood is right now."

"I also want to know what else we can scam out of her in this tribulation."

After all, Guanyin Bodhisattva's foundation had already been scammed by Tang An quite a bit; Guanyin didn't even have her Jade Purifying Bottle or Lotus Throne anymore.

Sometimes, she also quite sympathized with Guanyin. For example, right now, she sympathized with Guanyin very much, for one second.

"Does Master mean that the next tribulation is related to Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"Pretty much, if Guanyin Bodhisattva doesn't scam her colleagues and the tribulation doesn't go wrong."

Tang An seemed to have significantly raised her voice with this sentence.

Guanyin Bodhisattva in the clouds suddenly seemed to understand Tang An's meaning.

What was this? This was clearly having gained experience from being scammed!

Thinking of this, Guanyin Bodhisattva immediately turned around and disappeared into the horizon.

"Did she leave?"

"She left."

Tang An twirled the pen in her hand, the mischievous smile in her eyes already impossible to hide.

Which colleague would Guanyin go to scam?

So looking forward to it.

However, the one Guanyin wants to scam cannot be different from the one she has in mind. Therefore, Tang An still had to help Guanyin a bit more.

"Yang Jian?"

Yang Jian understood Tang An's look almost instantly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Master, this... isn't very good, right?"

"Who says it's not good? This is too good."

The Eighty-One Tribulations were all put together by the gods and Buddhas of the sky. Since they put them together, if they don't participate, how boring would that be, right?

Thus, Yang Jian and Nezha took the Human Seed Bag and set off directly.

Where did they go?

They had already gone to Lingshan to help Guanyin out. ===== CHAPTER 227 =====