Chapter 370

Tongtai Prefecture, Diling County Yamen.

Tang An was eating a pear, her two legs propped up on the desk, her expression entirely indifferent.

"Alright."

Tang An threw away the pear core and took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands.

"Your mouths are quite stubborn."

"How about this, you continue your torture, and we'll go down to the Underworld."

"Remember, before I return, the torture cannot stop; you just keep changing the methods of torture."

Hearing Tang An say this, those bandits, who were already sweating from the pain of being beaten, now had beads of cold sweat streaming down; they begged for mercy with "woo-woo-woo" sounds, but couldn't say a single word.

Was it that they didn't want to confess?

It was that they couldn't speak! Their mouths were like they had been glued shut; they couldn't open them!

Tang An didn't care what kind of terrified state those bandits were in, but looked at Butler Kou and Chuanzhen'er.

"Don't worry, you two just watch them get punished; I won't hit you for now. As for Kou Yuanwai, I'll bring him back in a moment."

What she wanted to do was deliberately put double pressure on the two of them.

No, it was triple.

Tang An deliberately leaned close to Chuanzhen'er and Butler Kou, "I wonder whose waist that mandarin duck bodice is hanging on?"

Chuanzhen'er was terrified and lost her color. "You... is it you?"

"What about me?" Tang An asked a question she knew the answer to.

Chuanzhen'er recovered, hurriedly covering her mouth with both hands, terror and tears flowing from her eyes; she didn't dare to say another word.

Tang An chuckled as she stood up and looked at Xiaotian Quan and Jiuyue.

"You two stay here and watch, in case of any changes."

"Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha, let's go."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and hesitated: "Master, you are also going down with us?"

"This matter could actually be handled by Brother Monkey alone."

"If you are still worried, I will go with Brother Monkey."

Tang An shook her head, "I also want to see for myself the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who made the great vow, 'If hell is not empty, I will not become a Buddha'."

"Don't worry, with the Jinbao Sword, the Yin Qi cannot get near me."

Seeing Tang An's insistence on going, Yang Jian didn't continue to stop her.

The four master and disciples then entered the Underworld together.

Underworld, the Underworld.

The Ten Yama Kings were discussing matters when a ghost official suddenly came to report.

"Yama King, it's bad, that Destined One, she, she, she..."

"Died again???" Yama King jumped up with a "whoosh".

"No, she's here again."

Yama King sat back down with a "plop". It seemed that whether that ancestor died or came, there was no difference!

"Is there anyone else coming?" King Qin Guang asked.

"Yes, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Judicial God, and the Great God of the Three Altars, they, they, they, they..." The ghost official slapped his own mouth, "They are all here!"

The Ten Yama Kings stood up at the same time and hurriedly went to welcome them.

After all, the positions of those three were there, and they came in a group of three.

If they didn't know, it would be one thing, but if they knew and didn't go, that would be disrespectful.

At the entrance of the Underworld.

"Oh my!"

"Is your Underworld now welcoming people with such a high-spec lineup?"

Tang An was startled when she arrived, thinking the Underworld had received some new type of professional training.

The Ten Yama Kings bowed to Sun Wukong and the other two, but when they reached Tang An, they looked at each other, not knowing how to perform this bow.

After all, Tang An had no official position, and her identity as the Destined One had nothing to do with the Underworld.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha exerted pressure at the same time, making the Ten Yama Kings break out in a cold sweat.

Yang Jian said: "You cannot even show respect to the disciple of the Supreme Saint?"

It seemed that hearing someone cue it to appear, the Jinbao Sword flew out and reflected beside Tang An.

That posturing look was truly very much in line with Tang An's tastes.

The Ten Yama Kings, seeing the Qingping Sword flashing with light, as if seeing the Saint himself, were so scared they hurriedly bowed.

"We pay our respects to the Immortal."

Yes, with no official position, and she didn't like being called the Destined One, they could only address her this way.

"*Cough, cough*." Tang An was of course pleased by this feeling of blatant posturing. Although this pleasure point was more focused on the Jinbao Sword itself.

But what did it matter? It felt good, so why think so much about it.

"Everyone, we have come here with no intention of making things difficult. We only seek to find Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"Yama King, can you introduce us?"

Yama King wiped his sweat and hurriedly gestured to guide them. "Everyone, please this way."

Following Yama King all the way, Tang An was in a gray and dull world, feeling like she was a soul herself, drowsy and sluggish.

It wasn't until the four master and disciples followed Yama King to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Palace that they stopped.

"This small king will not go in with you; everyone, please."

After receiving Tang An's nod, Yama King slipped away as if he were fleeing for his life.

"Why run so fast? Am I scarier than a ghost?" She asked Sun Wukong and the other two.

Sun Wukong laughed it off, Yang Jian smiled without a word, and Nezha had an expression of "I don't know anything, don't ask me."

"Tch~"

Tang An was just about to knock on the door when the palace gates in front of them opened.

"Look at the stature of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva; this is what true hospitality is."

As they talked and chatted, they were led by ghost attendants to Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha sat cross-legged on a lotus, with a guy that looked like a tiger but wasn't, and like a lion but wasn't, lying beside him.

"You must be Diting, right?"

Diting trembled, looking up at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Master, she said she came to rob."

"Holy crap?" Tang An had been an interpreter many times, but this was the first time her inner thoughts had been interpreted.

"You really are something; you can actually understand people's inner thoughts."

Diting seemed to have simultaneously heard Tang An's inner thoughts again, and was so scared it flashed and hid behind Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Master, she said she wants to open my brain to see what the structure inside is like. Then take apart my flesh and bones to make bone soup..."

"Master, save me~"

Tang An felt a bit guilty about having her little thoughts seen through; she poked her hands, whistled, and had an expression as if she knew nothing.

Diting had nowhere left to hide, "Master! She! She! She is imagining in her brain that you, Master, are holding a beauty in your arms while gnawing on my thigh meat, breaking the precepts!"

"*Slap! *" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva unleashed his staff and knocked Diting unconscious.

Let's put it this way, he was truly doing it for Diting's own good. He was afraid that if Diting heard too many of Tang An's inner thoughts, it would have some psychological trauma later.

"Why must you tease it, fellow Daoist?"

"I didn't; it insisted on peeking at what I was thinking in my own heart, so blame me?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva knew he couldn't out-talk Tang An, "Fellow Daoist, have you come here this time for the sake of the Kou Yuanwai?"

"Yes, and no." Tang An actually quite liked Ksitigarbha's straightforwardness.

"Oh?"