Chapter 787: As Long As I Run Fast Enough

Beneath the estate lay Gao Yuanwai's little black room.

Inside were locked up some "fools" who, in Gao Shenxu's words, had a bit of cultivation and went about acting as chivalrous heroes.

The pig demons of Gao Lao Zhuang might not be a match for these people.

But this is the place where Zhu Bajie is imprisoned, a key site of the myriad gods and Buddhas; if a disturbance is caused, the outcome certainly won't be good.

As special "jailers," the people of Gao Lao Zhuang are trapped here together with Zhu Bajie, but they neither die nor perish; as long as they are within Gao Lao Zhuang's territory, they can do as they please.

Those lofty gods and Buddhas simply don't care about the joys and sorrows of "mortals."

The life and death of ants — what does it have to do with them?

The pig demons of Gao Lao Zhuang also count as having some ability; they've managed Gao Lao Zhuang with great fanfare, turning what was originally a life of imprisonment into one lived with relish.

The underground little black room is also one proof of this.

Of course, Gao Yuanwai certainly wouldn't bring Tang Luo past his little black room; instead, he bypassed that place and headed for where Zhu Bajie was.

As they went deeper underground, the bloody smell in the surroundings grew increasingly thick.

At the end of the long, narrow corridor stood a massive stone folding door.

The bloody smell seeped and wafted out from within; the door also bore traces of a formation — not for defense, but for concealing aura, a formation used for hiding.

No matter how rich the bloody smell, standing elsewhere, it would be hard to detect this place — except for a formation master.

In the field of breaking formations, Tang Luo counts as a master; in detecting formations, however, he's rather poor.

Unable to figure out exactly where in Gao Lao Zhuang Zhu Bajie was, even if he guessed it was underground, the underground is "larger" than the surface by far.

This is also why he found someone to guide the way.

Having a "guide" is always faster than searching slowly on his own.

"Right here."

Gao Yuanwai nodded and bowed, pointing at the great stone door and speaking.

"Mm." Tang Luo walked over and pressed his hand against the great door.

A flash of joy flickered in Gao Yuanwai's eyes; Arhats and celestial soldiers and generals wouldn't appear in time every time.

If they didn't appear, and he ran into a powerful enemy he couldn't handle.

He would lure people here.

Once more: as a key site where gods and Buddhas imprison criminals, how could just anyone enter?

Gao Yuanwai had seen more than once the moment someone touched the great door and was sucked alive into a desiccated corpse.

The kind that utterly pulverizes at the slightest touch.

Today's visitor, naturally, would be no exception.

Zhu Bajie's "cell" — only those poor wretches implicated like them can enter.

Revenge against that damn pig demon!

"Boom!"

The folding stone door crashed down with a thunderous roar.

"..." Gao Yuanwai's eyes instantly bulged wide.

What's going on! Why did the stone door suddenly collapse? Could it be it broke from age after so long?

"Tsk." Tang Luo looked inside the stone door.

Gao Yuanwai reacted quickly; the moment the stone door crashed to the ground, he bolted outward.

His form changed; the "fine silks and satins" on him were flung off, and his whole body turned into a large fat pig fleeing for his life.

They do resurrect, that's true, but it's a considerably painful process.

The myriad gods and Buddhas don't care about mortals' joys and sorrows, so why would they care about "jailers" like them?

The only reason they can survive is to serve the function of guarding — or rather, torturing — Zhu Bajie.

The large fat pig Gao Yuanwai had become ran very fast.

As long as he ran fast enough, the other party couldn't catch up; he could buy time.

Wait until more celestial soldiers and generals, Arhats appear.

Then he would be safe.

The great terror and pain between life and death — he didn't want to experience it again.

He hadn't run three or four meters when Gao Yuanwai felt a scorching heat surge up, as if ignited by some nameless, formless flame.

Boundless power was surging; his four limbs swelled, becoming extremely developed and powerful.

From a third-party perspective, the fat pig Gao Yuanwai had turned into became a devilish, sinewy pig.

Pure lean meat — even fed clenbuterol it couldn't become this ripped.

Run!

Run lightning fast!

Gao Yuanwai had never felt himself this powerful, never run this fast.

Could it be potential awakening?

He even felt he could outrun those celestial soldiers and generals, Buddhist Arhats, and run out of this Gao Lao Zhuang.

Drift, cornering!

As long as I run fast enough—

An afterimage raced past a turn; Gao Yuanwai suddenly "lost his front trotters," his head hit the ground, and he slid forward a good distance.

"What happened?"

He looked down at his head in horror.

He abruptly discovered that a pair of his forelimbs had already vanished; at the break, a trace of semi-transparent flame was burning.

Liuli Flame!

When Gao Yuanwai ran out, Tang Luo casually gave him a bit of Liuli Flame.

Being able to run this fast is naturally thanks to the Liuli Flame.

"Ah ah ah!"

The excruciating pain then arrived, Gao Yuanwai's body began rolling on the ground, the Liuli Flame burning him bit by bit.

Moreover, Gao Yuanwai felt that this situation was different.

Being burned by this flame, he seemed to face true death!

Fear like black tide came to engulf him.

This is the true great terror between life and death.

Before Tang Luo lay a huge oval blood pool, in the middle of which lay a pig the size of a small hill.

Half of its body was submerged in the blood-colored pool.

Only half its head and back were exposed.

This was a pig emaciated like firewood, skin and bones, with almost no meat anywhere, and even where there was meat, there was no good meat.

White bones were visible in many places, the blood in the pool all came from this big pig.

"Whoosh——"

In this dark square room, a fishy wind blew intermittently, with howling sounds.

"Snore——"

Well, snoring like thunder, the fishy wind and howling in the room were produced by this pig's snorting.

Tang Luo walked to the pig's head and slapped it with his hand.

The thunderous sound woke Zhu Bajie, making him open his exhausted eyes.

"Still sleeping? Get up and go to the Western Heaven to work." Tang Luo said.

"Who are you?" Zhu Bajie, with half his head still submerged in his own blood, did not lift it up, his voice accompanied by indistinct gurgling.

Tang Luo did not speak immediately, but raised his hand to pierce the ceiling, revealing a large hole leading to the ground.

"Little White Dragon, finished?"

"Here."

Ao Yu jumped down from the hole, his body bearing golden blood traces, that was the golden blood of the Arhats.

"You?"

Seeing Ao Yu, Zhu Bajie was obviously startled, even his body moved a bit.

"He let me out. The Great Heavenly Demon, Tang Xuanzang, don't ask about origins, I don't know either." Ao Yu spoke concisely, "He wants us to go to the Western Heaven again, are you willing?"

"What do we do in the Western Heaven?" Zhu Bajie's voice was muffled, "I'm fine here, I can sleep every day."

"Don't you want revenge?" Ao Yu naturally became the persuader.

"Revenge for what?"

"As the mighty Marshal Tianpeng, I can't think what crime you committed to be cast down to the mortal realm, even reborn as a pig, don't you hate it?" Ao Yu said.

"Hmph." Zhu Bajie just gave a light laugh, "It's all in the past."

"You're here, being tormented by this bunch of idiots, don't you hate it?" Ao Yu continued to ask.

Anyway, she hates it, hates to kill her way to heaven, to slaughter all the gods and buddhas until they're overturned.

She, Ao Yu, has always been a stalwart man!

"No hate, it's my fault for implicating them, sorry to them." Zhu Bajie said.

"If you don't hate this, you don't hate that, then you might as well go die!" Ao Yu snapped, wishing to kick him.

But she worried one kick might kick this stupid pig to death.

"Won't die, won't die, dying would be good." Zhu Bajie closed his eyes again, "If it's fine, just leave it like this, don't disturb my sleep."

"You!"

Ao Yu was about to kick, this guy was always lazy, didn't expect him to be even more exaggerated now.

"Stay calm, stay calm." Tang Luo grabbed Ao Yu, whispering a few words in her ear.

Ao Yu looked at Tang Luo, expression somewhat strange: "You sure?"

Tang Luo nodded.

"Okay." Ao Yu shot up into the sky, leaving the big hole.

Zhu Bajie's closed eyes snapped open: "What are you going to do?"

"You guessed it." Tang Luo laughed, "You just didn't hear Little White Dragon call me the Great Heavenly Demon? Naturally I need some heavenly demon methods."

"You dare!"

The calm blood water surged, Zhu Bajie was about to stand up.

"Hahaha." Tang Luo laughed loudly, then his face suddenly darkened, "What right do you have to bare your teeth at me?"

"Boom!"

A tremendous sound, blood water splashed, almost causing a blood rain to drift in the cave.

Zhu Bajie was pressed back into the blood water by Tang Luo: "I like your current aura, keep it during the westward journey, show some of the demeanor of the former Marshal Tianpeng."

"..."

Zhu Bajie struggled for a few seconds then stopped.

He was badly injured.

Soon Ao Yu returned, not alone, but also bringing a fat, ugly woman with an upturned nose and flapping ears.

The woman still had some scars on her face, wearing clothes that barely covered her body.

Eyes dull and numb, as if all emotions had been hidden deep within.

"Cui Lan!" Zhu Bajie shouted loudly, voice sorrowful, "How did you become..."

Seeing this massive pig demon, Gao Cui Lan's numb expression gradually changed, tearing out a smile.

The black mouth seemed hollow, with no teeth or tongue inside.

"How dare they!" Zhu Bajie roared again.

"Don't make noise." Tang Luo lightly pressed, "This is what those people you feel guilty toward did to you. They took their anger out on you, and also on Gao Cui Lan—know that it was she who originally took you in as a son-in-law."

"..."

Zhu Bajie's eyes turned crimson red.

"But they also wouldn't dare tell you—look, they're afraid of you, yet you're timid like a real pig."

"Tsk tsk, forget it, Bai Longma, we're leaving. I give up—taking this junk to the Western Heaven is a burden." Tang Luo shifted tone, "With you, Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang, and Sha Wujing, that's enough. Even bringing provisions, you'd want someone a bit fatter."

"This Gao Cui Lan is yours—no need to thank me."

"You really want to go?" Ao Yu startled.

"You don't understand feigning retreat to lure in? Why must you say it out loud?" Tang Luo glared at Ao Yu.

"Clearly it's you who said it out loud." Ao Yu was furious, actually turning the tables.

"Now it's you who said it out loud!" Tang Luo complained.

"..."

Ao Yu said, this guy with the same dharma name as Tang Sanzang but actually a heavenly demon is even more unreasonable than that old immortal (the West Sea Dragon King).

That old immortal she could slash, but this Tang Xuanzang cannot be slashed—she can't defeat him.

This makes her very angry.

"Good!" Zhu Bajie roared, "I'll go to the Western Heaven, whether to fetch scriptures or do anything else! But you must first promise me one condition!"

"What condition?"

"Help me take care of her." Zhu Bajie said, "I don't want to see her suffer any more pain."

"Simple." Tang Luo casually pointed, and the merit jade lotus radiance descended.

The wretched state on Gao Cui Lan's body instantly vanished, immediately restored to original—except for being fat, which was forcibly fattened up.

The merit jade lotus does not help people lose weight, nor cure baldness.