Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 72 The Millennium Wolf Demon!

"what?"

The woman in black didn't react for a moment.

There was a pause.

This came to my mind.

An indescribable joy appeared on the tip of Liu's eyebrows.

"You mean... Fusang Ghost King is dead?"

The woman in black was named Shi Sisi, she was surprised and delighted.

At the same time, I don't quite believe it.

Of course she is very clear about what a powerful ghost Fusang Ghost King is.

Shijia Village didn't know how much money it spent and how many monks and priests it hired, but it still had nothing to do with Fusang Ghost King.

Instead, it was self-defeating and completely angered Fusang Ghost King.

The whole village has been in a state of restlessness ever since.

In the end, the villagers had no choice but to sacrifice Shi Sisi and marry Fusang Ghost King in exchange for the safety of the village.

Shi Sisi originally planned to assassinate Fusang Ghost King when he was not paying attention.

And her dagger was said to have been opened by an eminent monk.

Can assassinate any demons and ghosts!
In the end, she was still captured by Fusang Ghost King and lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, Fusang Ghost King had disappeared.

They were replaced by the two monks in front of them.

"Not bad!"

Bodhidharma nodded and said, "The Fusang ghost king has been killed by the poor monk town!"

A word is like the wind and the clouds.

It seems to be flattering.

But to Shi Sisi's ears, she felt a little unbelievable.

Looking up and down Bodhidharma, he saw that he was only 15 years old, with a face like a crown jade, red lips and white teeth, and a faint smile was always on the corners of his thin lips.

It makes people feel close when they look at it.

But it is a little ethereal, as if it is far away in the sky, making it difficult to approach.

When he turned his eyes, he looked at Monk Baiyun beside him.

This old monk is kind-hearted, looks like a fairy, and seems to have a lot of knowledge.

Shi Sisi would rather believe in Monk Baiyun than Bodhidharma has such strength.

Seeing Shi Sisi's expression, Bodhidharma already guessed it.

Smiled slightly and didn't care.

At this time.

Bodhidharma turned his eyes to look at the woods behind him, and suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist He Fang, since you're here, why bother to hide, why don't you show up and see?"

"Poverty dweller in thatched cottage, I have seen a holy monk!"

The voice did not fall.

The thatched layman came out and went straight to the crowd.

Hand pinched the Taoist formula and bowed his hands to salute.

"A person in the Taoist sect?"

Bodhidharma and Monk Baiyun clasped their hands together and returned the salute.

"Caolu Layman..."

Bodhidharma raised his eyes and looked at the old Taoist in front of him.

Seeing that he has a childlike face with white hair, a fairy demeanor, and piercing eyes, he is indeed somewhat similar to Uncle Ying in his previous life.

"Caolu Layman? Are you the famous Caolu Layman?"

Shi Sisi's wonderful eyes widened.

The name of the thatched cottage is known to all women and children within hundreds of miles.

According to legend, the cottage dwellers have great supernatural powers and mysterious Taoism, and they used to catch countless ghosts.

Half a bowl of clear water illuminates the universe, and a magic talisman suppresses ghosts and gods!

The people in Shijia Village also visited the thatched cottage.

It's a pity that the grass dweller and his disciples went out for a wandering trip recently and did not stay in the grass cottage.

Unexpectedly, we will meet here.

"hiss!"

The thatched layman glanced around and couldn't help but gasped.

The destructive power of the movement just now seemed to be a bit stronger than he imagined.

"Did you come here for Fusang Ghost King?"

Dharma clasped his hands together and asked.

"Pindao just fought against the Fusang Ghost King, and he only hated his low-level Taoism and lost to this guy. Fortunately, the holy monk took the timely action to get rid of the evildoer!"

Because he had heard Bodhidharma's voice, as soon as Bodhidharma opened his mouth, the layman in thatched cottage knew it.

However, he didn't expect Bodhidharma to be so young!
After listening to the conversation between the two, Shi Sisi realized that Bodhidharma was not lying, and that Fusang Ghost King was really killed by him!
"My God, so young..."

Shi Sisi covered her mouth with her hands and looked at Bodhidharma.

There was an expression of disbelief in those bright beautiful eyes.

"He was born handsome, but unfortunately he is a monk..."

Can't help but dream about things.

A little blush appeared on Shi Sisi's jade dimple.

The three people at the scene are all monks, and they don't seem to care about my daughter's thoughts.

"Subduing demons and demons is my duty!"

Dharma said humbly.

"Cough cough!"

Monk Baiyun was always thinking about the Golden Buddha Relic, and he was afraid that the two of them would continue to chat.

So he pretended to cough twice to remind Bodhidharma.

With a slight smile, Bodhidharma naturally understood, and turned to ask the layman in thatched cottage: "Fellow Taoist, did you encounter any monsters passing by during the daytime?"

"monster?"

The grass dweller pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered.

"Yes, yes, there is a monster passing by!"

"Oh? When?"

"at dusk!"

At that time, Huang Xiaogui was roasting yams and sweet potatoes.

A monster cloud flew out of the sky, and it was extremely fast, as if it was fleeing for its life.

Fortunately, the layman in the grass hut swallowed qi to refine his spirit, and his spiritual consciousness was shrouded, so he caught some fluctuations of demon power just now.

Even stranger.

He even sensed the Buddhist mana.

However, although the opponent is just a little demon, he is not able to deal with it.

So it was not blocked.

After listening to the words of the layman in thatched cottage, Monk Baiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

In this way, they did not follow the wrong direction.

"Where did the monster go?"

Dharma asked again.

"southeast!"

The grass dweller hardly hesitated, "According to Pindao's speculation, that monster may have gone to Mintian City!"

"Mintian City?"

"Mintian City was originally a county seat under the jurisdiction of Jinping Mansion. It is more than three hundred miles to the southeast, but a few days ago, it was invaded by a powerful monster called Red Dog!"

"Red Dog?"

Dharma couldn't help but hesitated for a moment.

Just talking about the name alone, to him, it was like a thunderbolt.

More than thunderous!
In his previous life, he even hated it to the bone.

The grass dweller didn't notice Damo's strange expression, and continued: "That's right! It is said that this monster is a thousand-year-old wolf who cultivated into a monster. He has great supernatural powers, and more importantly..."

Having said that, the tone paused.

Taking a deep breath, he said again: "This guy is also one of the five generals under the command of King Golden Wing Dapeng of Lion Camel Kingdom!"

When it comes to the three characters of lion and camel country, even a cultivator like Caolu layman shudders.

When Monk Baiyun heard this, his face changed even more.

If the establishment of the Golden Buddha really falls into the hands of this evildoer, then things will become a little tricky.

Damo's focus is not here: "The millennium wolf demon? Why is it called the red dog?"

"This is unknown!"

The grass dweller smiled bitterly.

With his current Taoism and magic power, it is still a bit difficult to capture a Fusang ghost king.

Not to mention thousand-year-old monsters like Akainu.

Not to mention.

The red dog is also one of the five great generals of the lion and camel country.

Bad reputation!

Even though he has the heart to kill monsters, he also has self-knowledge.

"Red Dog? Five Generals? Interesting!"

A ray of sharp light flashed across Bodhidharma's eyes.

"It seems that the poor monk really wants to meet him for a while!"

There must be no good things for monsters to steal a city.

The creatures in the city are bound to be hard to escape.

His trip was not only to recapture the golden Buddha relic, but also not just to meet the thousand-year-old wolf demon named "Red Dog".

It is even more important to eliminate harm for the people!
It is not too late.

Bodhidharma clasped his hands together and bowed: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your suggestion!"

It's over.

He immediately called Monk Baiyun and wanted to say goodbye.

"Holy Monk—"

The grass dweller shouted.

Impulsively, he originally wanted to go together to slay demons.

But on second thought.

My own morality is low, and I am afraid that following him will only add chaos and hinder my progress.

Think about this.

The grass dweller immediately changed his words: "Be careful in everything!"

"Amitabha!"

Bodhidharma and Monk Baiyun flashed.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had disappeared into the vast night sky.

(End of this chapter)