"Oh? In that case, my father-in-law can leave together with the poor monk and the others. Although I am stupid, I still have some abilities. I hope that others who are idle can't hurt us, and I will save my father-in-law from worry."
"Master, don't say any more. It's better to leave as soon as possible. The two of you will be fine, so there is no need to worry."
"This is strange. Couldn't that strong man just kill us monks?" Tang Sen asked with a smile.
The two old men looked at each other hesitantly, knowing that they couldn't explain it without telling the truth.
"To be honest with you, Master, that group of robbers has some relationship with the two of you, but they will not harm us. However, all the people who came and went were killed, and no one survived. For Master's plan, don't leave in a hurry.
, don’t hesitate, for fear of damaging yourself.”
"I heard what my father-in-law said, but he is a scholar and a sensible person. Why is he associated with robbers?"
"Master Mingjian, the little old man also studied for several years in his early years. Because he failed in the exams, he went away to a foreign country and was robbed by strong men. Fortunately, the young man was clever and the little old man was spared." The old man said hesitantly.
Tang Sen wanted to ask more questions, but the old man stopped talking.
Even without saying it, Tang Sen understood, how could a tiger and a sheep live together on the same mountain?
He must be a member of the same party or a group of people.
"Old man, as the saying goes, misfortunes will be rewarded in the end. You can't deceive others. Don't deceive God. I owe you a meal. If you have any instructions, I should do my best." Tang Sen sighed deeply and showed signs behind him.
The bright Buddha light shines out, just like the real Buddha coming to earth.
"Don't lie."
Apart from anything else, the special effects of this Buddha's light are really good and extraordinary at first glance.
Seeing the true Buddha face to face, the two old men immediately knelt down in response, not daring to deceive any more.
"Holy Monk, I don't dare to deceive the Holy Monk. I have only one son. I have no choice but to save my life. In the past, I tried to persuade the young man for a long time, but in the end he was driven by greed and malice.
, if you don’t listen to me, what can you do about it?”
"The two young men have been diligent and thrifty throughout their lives, and have worshiped the Buddha devoutly. They both hope to atone for their sins and hope that the saintly monk can learn from them."
The two of them cried together and kowtowed.
"Master, this..." Sun Wukong looked sideways at Tang Sen.
Tang Sen nodded silently, yes, among the group of robbers he met at the beginning, one of them was the son of these two old couples.
"My father-in-law is also a man of good morals and reason. We know that the crime of murder is so great that it is almost unforgivable. He made his son a strongman and robbed him on the road. He took the property and it was not counted. He killed him and abandoned him in the wild. His crime is greater than heaven. Why?
Do you want to atone for the crime of murder with your mere virtue of worshiping Buddha?" Tang Sen scolded him sharply.
How ridiculous and sad it is to try to atone for a big sin with a small virtue.
"The words of the holy monk are reasonable, but, but, this is the only son I have. I hope that the holy monk will lower his curtain." Tears fell from his eyes, and his arms were stained with sobs.
"My son is guilty, but he did it because he had no choice but to kill for the sake of the two of us."
Tang Sen let out a long sigh, his eyes showing helplessness.
The matter is also clear. These two people failed the imperial examination in their early years and left their hometown with their children to make a living. However, they encountered bandits on the mountain. Their son reluctantly joined the gang, which saved them. From then on, they lived in the mountain and were not allowed to leave.
Their son also became a bandit.
Eating the looted food while worshiping Buddha, Tang Sen was confused. Is this good? Is it evil?
"That's all, the poor monk didn't hide it from the two old men. When the poor monk went up the mountain, he encountered a group of robbers who wanted to kill the poor monk, but they were all killed by the poor monk. I think your son should be among them." Tang Sen was speechless. He was now sitting on pins and needles, eating.
What should I do if I kill someone else's son for my food?
"Ah! My son!" After hearing this, the old woman cried and fainted.
The father-in-law's pupils were dilated and he stood there blankly, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.
"What's wrong, master killed someone else's child, what should we do? Don't send us to see the officials." Zhu Bajie whispered to Sha Wujing.
"You idiot, don't talk nonsense. Master killed robbers to eliminate harm for the people. Also, in this wilderness, where did the officials come from? They are officials. No matter how they kill people, why should we care about the gods?
Practicing the Way?" Sun Wukong had a sharp ear and eyes, so he naturally heard these words and turned around to scold him.
The sound was a bit loud and woke up the old man who was kneeling on the ground.
With a wry smile, the old man helped the old woman on the ground to sit on a stool, with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.
"My father-in-law, don't you blame me?" Tang Sen asked curiously.
"What this master said is that the holy monk eliminates harm for the people. The little old man has nothing to say. Those who kill people will always kill them. People who do robbers have their lives hanging on the edge of the knife. Unexpected days can happen at any time.
It's just pity for the two little old men that they worship Buddha day and night, but they can't atone for the sins of the dog."
"When this day comes, it's just sooner or later, alas."
With a sigh, Tang Sen clearly saw that the old man who was originally full of energy suddenly became haggard and aged by more than ten years.
“A house that accumulates good deeds will always be blessed; a house that accumulates evil deeds will always be in trouble.”
"Holy monk, please stop humiliating me. If you die, you will die. What's the use of talking about it anymore."
"My father-in-law has misunderstood the poor monk."
Tang Sen smiled kindly, "My father-in-law and I have been doing good deeds throughout our lives, helping others and worshiping Buddha, so we should be rewarded with blessings."
"The holy monk was joking. I lost my son in my later years. How can I be blessed?"
"My father-in-law has a kind heart. The kindness of giving a meal to a poor monk is a good cause. Now is the time to reap the good results."
My father-in-law just thought it was Tang Sen joking. If a person cannot be resurrected after death, what good will come of it?
However, it is not impossible. The man in front of me is obviously an eminent monk. What if it happens?
With a ten thousandth of hope, the old man raised his head and looked at Tang Sen expectantly.
"Does the holy monk have a way to bring the dead back to life?"
Tang Sen shook his head lightly.
"The poor monk can ask the two of you to meet your son again. How about we see you after the meeting?"
Without a word of rejection, a glimmer of hope emerged in the old man's heart. Perhaps, it was not completely hopeless.
He quickly called his wife, but the old woman was startled and said again, "My poor son."
"Stop screaming, he has done his own evil, how can he survive? The holy monk said that if you let him, we will love your son again." The old man scolded sternly.
The old woman also stopped crying immediately. Not being able to see her child for the last time was their biggest regret.
What's more, the old man still has greater hopes in his heart.
Seeing the expectant looks in their eyes, Tang Sen also frowned. He didn't know if this was the right thing to do.
It stands to reason that it would not be a pity for a robber to die, but there was a reason for the incident, and besides, he had received a favor from two people.
After all, he let out a long sigh, let’s not say whether he will save the people or not, but let them meet him first.
With a wave of his sleeve, the floating wall of golden light is like a water mirror, with broad ripples and gradually becoming clearer. This is the scene of the underworld directly reflected by Tang Sen using the technique of cause and effect.
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, the picture gradually became clearer, steam was rising, and when the steam dissipated, everything in sight was red, magma was boiling, and there was a large pot in the middle with boiling oil, and screams could be heard endlessly.
Beside it, there was a Yin Chai standing with a whip. He struck the figure on the wooden frame with a whip one after another. Suddenly, screams were heard. Every time the whip was struck, the skin and flesh were torn, but it healed in an instant and was intact as before. But
The pain suffered was doubled.
"Ah, my son, that's my son!" The old woman screamed, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. After a closer look, the man being whipped in the picture did look familiar. How could Tang Sen know that?
I don't know, this is one of the eighteen people he killed before, but he didn't pay much attention at the time.
Looking back, I saw that the old woman was sobbing in the old man's arms, and her clothes were already soaked.
The old man also had tears in his eyes, but he kept calm and did not cry out.
"Holy...Holy Monk, why did my son suffer such a serious crime? May I have a few more words with him?" A trembling voice came, and the old man looked at Tang Sen sadly.
The art of water mirror only shows its image. If you want to communicate, you need to communicate with both worlds, and it cannot be blocked by the underworld.
This matter would have been difficult for anyone else, but Tang Sen was able to do it. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had been with him for a long time, and all matters in the underworld were easy to discuss.
He thought for a moment, nodded, and pointed again, and a white light appeared, connecting the two realms of Yin and Yang.
At this time, in the underworld and the oil pot hell, a white light appeared and stayed in the sky for a long time. The people didn't know what to do, so they had to report it layer by layer.
Suddenly, a voice came from the white light, "Poor Monk Tripitaka of the Tang Dynasty, I would like to ask all of you to have a conversation with this benefactor."
A ray of white light shot out, freeing the man who was tied to the wooden frame and being tortured.
"I don't know what tripartite possessions are. You are so bold that you dare to break into the underworld and rob prisoners without authorization. Do you know that it is a capital crime?" A person shouted with a sinister look and a stern look on his face.
How could he not know that those who can directly connect to the eighteen levels of hell are all righteous people, but if they let it go, Lord Yan will have to settle accounts with them next. Offending the powerful outsiders will not necessarily cause trouble, but offending the underworld Yan
Jun, do you still want to have a way to survive?
The county officials are not as good as the current ones. The lower the level, the clearer they are.
Therefore, even if he is afraid, he must stand up to safeguard the authority of the underworld.
On the other side, Tang Sen smiled, which seemed interesting.
"The poor monk won't make things difficult for you. In the past, the poor monk and the horse had a long relationship, so you can call him over."
This is exactly the relationship that was established last time when he went to the underworld. There was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on top to guard him, and there was a horse on the ground to deal with things, so Tang Sen had the confidence to communicate with the underworld without authorization. Otherwise, according to the law of heaven, it would be a death penalty.
The two realms of yin and yang are not the same. This is the rule of heaven, and those who trespass will die.
"Ma Mian? Could this monk be talking about the Ma Mian General Manager?" This was so shocking that the steel fork in his hand almost fell to the ground.
I heard that a new chief steward of horse face has been appointed, who is highly appreciated by King Yama. He is now extremely powerful. Who wouldn’t pass a cigarette to someone and call out “master ma mian”? Does it mean that this monk knows this chief steward of horse face?
?
"May I ask if the master is talking about horse face, Mr. Ma?" he asked in a soft and harmonious voice, with a smile on his face and a polite look on his face.
This shady person can be said to have allowed people around Tang Sen to experience the traditional stunt of "face-changing". They all praised the master (holy monk) for his vast supernatural powers, his hands and eyes, and that he had acquaintances in the underworld.
"If there is only one horse face in your place, it is probably him. All you need to do is send a message, "Tang Sanzang invites him to meet him." That's it." Old God Tang Sen enjoyed the admiring gazes from all around.
After a while, a loud shout came, "Where is the holy monk? Where is the holy monk?"
The sound came before the person arrived. As soon as Tang Sen heard it, he knew that the horse was coming. Although the changes in the momentum were completely different, it was still quite familiar.