Chapter 30

Liusha River.

Eight hundred miles of quicksand, three thousand deep in weak water. A goose feather cannot float, and reeds sink to the bottom.

Tang An and her disciples arrived at the riverbank, all shocked by the sight of the Liusha River before them.

The river water churned like the sea, unfathomably deep. At a glance, the water was turbid and black, making one feel extremely stifled in their heart.

"This difficulty tests crossing the river." Tang An naturally knew the horror of the Liusha River, so she had been thinking about how to cross the river along the way.

Actually, she had a lying-flat option, which was to do nothing and wait for Nezha's brother to come and carry them across the river with that gourd.

It's just that Tang An didn't want to rely on those gods and Buddhas to cross the river; that would be like eating someone's food and having a short mouth, taking someone's things and having a short hand.

If they fell out in the future, they wouldn't be able to fight happily. If she was careless, they would bring these things up and play a moral kidnapping trick.

So rather than relying on others, it's better to rely on herself, which is more practical and secure.

But correspondingly, the difficulty of this dungeon has also increased.

After all, for Nezha, Sun Wukong, and Yang Jian, crossing the Liusha River is very easy; they can just ride the clouds.

But for Tang An, with a mortal body, she cannot cross this Liusha River.

Sun Wukong and the other two were also worried, thinking about how to cross the river.

However, when they turned their heads, they were startled by Tang An.

What was Tang An doing? Tang An was already lying on the riverbank, testing the water with her feet.

Nezha hurried over on his Wind Fire Wheels and lifted her up from the bank. "What are you doing?"

"Fishing."

"You're fishing with your feet? If a fish can really be caught, are you sure eating it won't affect your IQ?"

As the two were talking, they saw the surface of the Liusha River churning with waves.

With a "Bang!", a figure jumped out of the Liusha River.

Nezha blinked in surprise, "It really can be fished out? And fished out such a big lump?"

"Lump?" When had General Juan Lian ever heard anyone use this word to describe him?

"Hey! Who dares to... dare to..." He was angry, but not completely.

When he saw the few people in front of him clearly, he went silent.

Nezha ignored General Juan Lian's reaction and asked Tang An: "Those fishermen who can't catch fish all day, if they knew you could catch fish just by stretching your legs, what would their mood be?"

"I don't know that, but I really want to know what his mood is right now." Tang An pointed at the silent General Juan Lian.

Oh no, to be precise, he is General Juan Lian who was demoted to the mortal world.

Not quite a demon, not quite an immortal.

The skulls worn around his neck were all the heads of Jin Chanzi's reincarnations.

If you didn't know, you would think he was a mortal enemy of Jin Chanzi, specifically picking on Jin Chanzi's head.

"Hiss~" Tang An thought about the feeling of those heads hanging around her neck and couldn't help but gasp and shiver.

When General Juan Lian saw Tang An move, his throat rolled with tension. Mainly because he was afraid that Tang An would ignore the rules and let those three take action against him.

Tang An saw how nervous he was and couldn't help but tease him.

"Hey, General Juan Lian, I brought your former colleagues to see you, are you moved?"

This tone, plus the volume of her shouting, made it seem like she was visiting a lonely old man.

General Juan Lian's inner monologue: "Don't dare to move, don't dare to move."

If he moved now, he was afraid that the three living Yamas on the riverbank would suddenly explode and skin him alive.

But he also wanted to save face, so he could only pretend to be calm and remain silent.

"I have a question that has bothered me for a long time, can you answer it for me?" Tang An saw his feigned calmness and asked the second question while suppressing a laugh.

"If I answer you, will you let them let me go?"

Tang An considered it, "Okay." She was indeed very curious about this question.

"Since that is the case, then ask."

"What is your name?" This was a question that had bothered Tang An for a long time, and now she finally had the chance to ask the person himself.

General Juan Lian found it inexplicably funny; how could someone ask such a boring question?

"What is my name? I naturally..."

"I... I am called..."

Why couldn't he answer! Why!

Why had he never considered this question! Why was he stumped by a tiny mortal because of his own name!

"I am called General Juan Lian?" His tone was self-doubting, more like he was asking himself.

"That is your official position." Tang An helped him negate this answer.

"I am called Sha Wujing!"

"That is the Dharma name the Bodhisattva gave you." Tang An didn't expect that she could ask the real General Juan Lian the lines from the sketch she had watched.

And it looked like General Juan Lian was about to be asked into autism by her.

So people really can kill with language; Scholar Lu did not deceive me!

"I am called Sha Heshang!"

"That is a nickname."

"I am called Sha Seng!"

"Seng is Heshang." After saying this, Tang An couldn't help but applaud herself.

Really good, the sketch lines she memorized all those years ago stumped the real General Juan Lian.

Sha Wujing was almost asked to tears by Tang An, "You can't make things so difficult for people!"

Clearly he was the one blocking the road, clearly he was the Eighty-One Tribulation waiting here on orders.

As a result, he was stumped by the scripture seeker! If this got out, wouldn't he lose face?!

"So you really don't know what your name is?"

Sha Wujing: "Presumptuous! You are truly too presumptuous!"

Tang An clutched her stomach, laughing until tears almost came out, "Fine, fine, fine, then I won't ask, I won't ask."

She coughed twice and straightened her expression. "Then what do you think we should do now? What process should we follow?"

Sha Wujing looked at the Great Sage of the Three Altars, looked at the Judicial God, and looked at the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

"Do I... have a choice?" This voice didn't sound particularly strong.

"Yes, either you find a way to get me across. Or, they will get you across."

"Get me? Get me where?"

"Hey, don't say we're bullying you. I'll give you two options, you choose."

"Which two?"

"One, the Underworld. Two, the Western Heaven."

Sha Wujing: "!!!!"

What's the difference between these two? With these three evil gods, they wouldn't really send the Buddha to the West, would they?

Then these two options, aren't they purely the same meaning, obviously bullying people?

Sha Wujing was terrified, and with a head dive, he plunged into the Liusha River.

Eight hundred miles of Liusha River, even if the three of them had great supernatural powers, it would be hard to find him!

And today, if it weren't for the magic treasure string around his neck helping, with Tang An's mortal body, she would never be able to cross this Liusha River!

"He ran away, he actually ran away!"

"Master, don't worry, he can run on the water, but he can't run out of this Liusha River." It's just that Sun Wukong didn't want to go into the water, so he asked Nezha and Yang Jian.

"My old Sun is not good at water, which of you two will go down and take him?"

When Tang An heard Sun Wukong say he wasn't good at water, she felt he was purely being humble.

He just didn't like going into the water; otherwise, with all his equipment, which one wasn't robbed from the Dragon Palace.

"Second Brother, why don't you go." Nezha also didn't want to go into the water; after all, fighting underwater is not as satisfying as fighting on the ground.

Yang Jian didn't care, but just as he was about to go into the water, he was stopped by Tang An.

"It's just catching one Sha Wujing, no one needs to go into the water." Tang An's mischievous smile showed she had a strategy long ago.

"Oh? Master has a method?" Sun Wukong became interested.

Tang An waved for the three of them to come over, and then whispered a word.

Sha Wujing poked his head out, but because of the array Yang Jian had set up, he couldn't hear anything at all.

"Oh?"

"Oh oh!"

"Oh~"

The more Sun Wukong listened, the brighter his eyes became, and the more fun he thought it was.

Nezha also became interested and said proudly: "With me taking action, you can rest assured."

Yang Jian listened to Tang An's plan silently, his lips slightly parted.

So, this master is the real living Yama!