Chapter 83: Yang Jian triggers the keyword

On the journey west.

Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared, blocking the path of the four master and disciples.

"Amituofo."

"Tang An, why did you take Red Boy as your disciple?"

Tang An looked up at Guanyin Bodhisattva. "Guanyin Dashi, I slept with a stiff neck these past two days. Why don't you come down and talk?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked cautiously at Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha; how could she dare to go down?

If Tang An was truly as calculating as she suspected, she would be in danger if she went down.

"Just answer me."

Tang An rubbed her neck; since she wouldn't come down, Tang An wouldn't look up at her either.

"The Bodhisattva asks a good question, but may I ask what relationship the Bodhisattva has with me? Why do I need the Bodhisattva's permission to take a disciple?"

"Tang An!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva felt threatened at this moment, not only because Tang An was increasingly disregarding her, but also because the cohesion of the four master and disciples had far exceeded expectations.

"Hey, I'm listening."

"Don't think that by relying on..."

"Guanyin Dashi." Yang Jian raised his eyes and glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva; that he was still calling her "Dashi" was already very polite.

"It was Lingshan and the Heavenly Court that let us undergo the Eighty-One Tribulations to seek the true scriptures."

"The Bodhisattva should understand how far-reaching this matter is."

"We can choose not to ask what Lingshan and the Heavenly Court are planning behind the scenes. But likewise, please don't interfere too much in our journey west."

"Bodhisattva, don't forget, we don't have tight-fillets on our heads."

Every word he said was polite, yet every word was full of threats.

Sun Wukong kicked his Golden Cudgel and spun it in his hand. "Could it be that the Bodhisattva has also taken a fancy to my nephew? Wanting to snatch him away to be the Wealth-Bestowing Boy?"

Guanyin was left speechless by their words, one after another.

Admitting at this moment that she had taken a fancy to Red Boy would be equivalent to directly admitting the shady dealings of Lingshan that couldn't be brought to light.

Nezha just held his Fire-Tipped Spear and remained silent; he really didn't want to deal with the deep-thinking Westerners. To him, saying anything more was a waste of breath; it would be more satisfying to just start fighting.

"Alright, Guanyin Dashi." Tang An took a bite of an apple. "The person has already been sent to my master. If you want to ask for him to be the Wealth-Bestowing Boy, go ahead and ask."

"We didn't stop you."

Guanyin's eyes narrowed slightly; asking her to go to Lishan Laomu to ask for the person was worse than asking her to confess everything to Lishan Laomu directly.

Her eyes were dark and deep, and after thinking for a moment, she returned to her usual peaceful appearance.

"Since that is the case, then it is also a master-disciple fate."

"The four of you continue your journey west; I hope you won't delay the schedule."

Having said that, Guanyin Bodhisattva rode a cloud and left.

The four master and disciples stopped. The tense atmosphere just now had suddenly dissipated, and there was only one explanation: Guanyin Bodhisattva suppressing this matter without mentioning it meant she had another idea.

Yang Jian said: "Lingshan might not let this matter rest."

Sun Wukong felt a bit guilty. "Master, it's me who implicated you."

"What's there to fear?" Nezha's eyes held only cold frost. "Since we could overturn the Heavenly Court, why couldn't we overturn Lingshan?"

Yang Jian was the most composed of the four, but at this moment, he agreed with Nezha's meaning.

He nodded and said: "Let's continue our journey and see what Lingshan is really planning."

If at the beginning of the scripture-seeking journey, their goals were different.

Then from this moment on, their goals had become unified.

Finish the Eighty-One Tribulations, find out Lingshan's plans, find the source of the demonic Qi, protect the peace of the Three Realms, and protect the Three Realms from turmoil.

Hengyang Valley, Black Water River.

Tang An and her four disciples, plus a dog and a fox, had arrived at the Black Water River territory.

"Wow, it really is all black water."

Tang An got off Jiuyue's back and ran to the riverbank to take a look.

The water of the Black Water River was as dark as ink, giving a mysterious and dangerous feeling.

If you stared quietly at the surface, you couldn't help but fantasize about a giant monster suddenly leaping out from under the water.

"Master, this river is about as wide as the Liusha River. Should I take out that Bodhisattva's Red Gourd, and I'll help you cross?"

"No need, no need."

Tang An's cheat was the concept-version River God; even if the Black Water River was filled with Weak Water, it couldn't hurt her.

If it were so easy to cross, wouldn't the monster delivered to their doorstep fly away?

Thinking of this, Tang An suddenly turned back to look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was confused. "Why is Master looking at me?"

"Hehe..." Tang An pointed to the water and said: "This is your home field."

"My home field?" Yang Jian didn't understand.

"Of course. You two are both 'uncle-competitors'; we can use a counter-strategy and fish out a dragon."

"It just so happens I've been craving seafood lately; I need to satisfy my cravings."

Nezha looked at the Black Water River. "In the river? There's seafood?"

No matter how you looked at it, there couldn't be seafood in this river.

"There's naturally none in the Black Water River, but his uncle..." Before Tang An could finish speaking, she heard a shouting sound.

Looking back, a small wooden boat appeared on the previously empty river surface, along with an old man rowing the boat.

"Damn."

No, can these monsters be a bit more professional? Which old man can row a boat at a speed of ten miles in a minute?

"Where to? Are you all crossing the river?" The old man's line was flawless.

"Master." Sun Wukong grabbed Tang An's arm. "He's a monster; don't be fooled."

Tang An signaled him to be at ease and whispered: "I've been waiting for him."

"Let's go, disciples, let's get on the boat?" Tang An said loudly on purpose.

The old man seemed to see the extraordinary nature of the three people beside Tang An and didn't want to kidnap everyone.

"Guests, my boat is small and can't carry all of you. Can only two get on at a time?"

"Gurgle~"

Tang An rubbed her stomach, thinking of that king crab, that Australian lobster, those oysters; her mouth was watering.

"Go, go, go. If it really doesn't work, just ferry me across the river. Let's finish the process quickly; I'm starving."

Hearing this, Nezha silently got on the boat.

Tang An didn't expect Nezha to be more proactive than her, so she hurriedly followed him onto the boat. She whispered to Nezha: "It seems you're also craving seafood."

Nezha's mouth twitched. Did he look like someone who loved eating seafood?

"But it's agreed, don't just give them a 'cause and effect' the moment you see a dragon. We still have to keep the dragon's life to trade for treasures."

Alright, he really did have a special fondness for dismantling dragons.

Nezha sized up the old man and said: "His true form isn't a dragon, just a Tuolong. I can just poke him with a spear and roast him to eat."

"Shh, shh, keep it down. What if he hears you and gets scared away?" Tang An signaled Nezha to whisper. "Of course he isn't a dragon. A Chinese alligator that likes eating rice cakes—how strong can his combat power be?"

"But his uncle is a real dragon, and an old acquaintance of yours. We've finally caught an opportunity; we have to let you vent your anger properly."

Upon hearing the word "uncle," Yang Jian also stepped onto the boat with Xiaotian Quan.

"Let's go together." ===== CHAPTER 84 =====