In the middle of the night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Insects and birds were chirping in the Happy Valley. The lake water was especially sparkling under the moonlight.
At this time, other than the species that came out during the day, everyone had already fallen asleep.
Even Tang Sanzang and his disciples each found a rock to climb on and fell asleep under the simple thatched cottage.
Under such circumstances, Red Boy looked at the sky in grief and indignation. He was still doubting life.
He knew the True Samadhi Fire, but his father, the Bull Demon King, didn't.
Where did Princess Iron Fan get such a powerful banana fan?
Why was the Bull Demon King away from home all year round?
Ever since he heard Zhang Huan's words, these questions had been lingering in his mind for a long time.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, and the more he couldn't figure it out, the more he couldn't let go.
Red Boy was heartbroken, as though he was watching helplessly as his family shattered.
In fact, he liked his parents very much. The first thing he thought of when he caught Tang Sanzang was to invite his parents to enjoy it together. He was very filial.
However, the greater the blow, the more he could not accept reality.
"Am I really not my father's biological son? According to what that thief said, then my biological father…"
He didn't dare to continue thinking about it. He shook his head vigorously." Impossible, absolutely impossible. How could my mother be that kind of woman?”
Although he comforted himself and believed that his parents were fine, the seeds of doubt had already been planted.
At this moment, Zhang Huan quietly pushed open the bedroom door.
He first poked his head out and looked around. He noticed that everything was silent and dark. Then, he sneakily and tiptoed towards the room where Guan Yin was imprisoned.
"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva."
He pushed the door open and entered as quickly as he could. Then, he quickly closed the door.
Then, he rubbed his hands and chuckled."Bodhisattva, the night is long and I don't have the mood to sleep. Why don't we talk about life and ideals and practice Zen together?”
As he spoke, he chuckled and reached out his hand to touch it.
At this moment, the lights suddenly lit up. He saw a person sitting beside Guan Yin. After lighting the oil lamp, he glared at her angrily. Who else could it be but a scorpion spirit?
Seeing Zhang Huan like this, the scorpion spirit was so angry that she laughed. She scolded,"Where did this thief come from?”
This scene was really awkward.
"Ahem."
Coughing dryly, Zhang Huan pretended to be surprised and said,"Ah, Little Scorpion, why are you here? You can't sleep either?”
The scorpion spirit placed her hands on her hips and stood in front of Guan Yin, saying,"Don't play dumb with me. I asked you why you didn't sleep in the middle of the night.”
"I just couldn't sleep, so I came to listen to Bodhisattva preach and enlighten me.”
"Since you can't sleep, Little Scorpion, that's good. Why don't we go together?" Zhang Huan smiled awkwardly.
With a thud, the Scorpion Spirit's iron fist of justice came from above his head.
"I knew you had bad intentions.”
After smashing Zhang Huan until smoke was coming out of his body, the scorpion spirit grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him back.
Guanyin watched as the door was closed again. Even when she could no longer hear Zhang Huan and the scorpion demon, the corners of her mouth were still twitching.
This time, she truly felt that she was in danger.
At this moment, she was filled with gratitude towards the scorpion spirit.
In this life, she would never have thought that she would be so grateful to a demon one day.
It was all because of that little thief. When the image of Zhang Huan's handsome face appeared in her mind, Guan Yin gritted her teeth in hatred.
The night finally became completely peaceful. It was a quiet night.
The next day, when Zhang Huan yawned, Guan Yin and the scorpion spirit were already in the courtyard.
He washed his face and brushed his teeth like an ordinary person and asked the scorpion spirit,""Why did you get her out again?”
At this moment, Guan Yin was still tied up by the Demon Binding Rope. She was sitting in the same position as yesterday and was glaring at him angrily.
Obviously, she was still brooding over what happened last night.
The scorpion spirit looked at Zhang Huan with disdain and said,""With you around, how would I dare to leave her alone?”
"Ahem."
Zhang Huan pretended not to understand the sarcasm in his words and said,"Little Scorpion, you are also very unhappy with the Buddhist Sect and are very willing to see them make a fool of themselves, right?”
The scorpion spirit nodded." Yes, why?”
"Then it's settled."
Zhang Huan clapped his hands and whispered,""I thought of a good way to make the entire three worlds laugh at Buddhism. Think about it, Guan Yin is the number one Bodhisattva of Buddhism. She's a face figure. If she's pregnant..."
Even though he deliberately lowered his voice, Guan Yin heard everything he said.
Therefore, she could not help but twitch her lips again. She wished she could bite Zhang Huan to death.
The scorpion spirit looked at Zhang Huan with a strange expression. It raised its eyebrows and sparks flashed.
"Boom!" Another Iron Fist of Justice.
Zhang Huan hugged her head and squatted on the ground, feeling wronged." Don't you think this is a good idea? I'm also doing this to avenge you and let you see the Buddhist Sect as a joke.”
"I admit that this is a good idea. If the Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Sect is pregnant, it will be very fun just thinking about it.”
The scorpion spirit nodded in agreement. Zhang Huan immediately stood up with a jolt of spirit.
"I told you. Since you think so too, what are you waiting for? I'll do it now.”
As he spoke, he picked up Guanyin and was about to return to the house. His expression was that of a righteous person who had sacrificed his life for justice.
"Boom!" Another Iron Fist of Justice.
After punishing Zhang Huan, the scorpion spirit laughed as if its prank had succeeded."Your idea is indeed not bad, but this kind of thing doesn't need your help at all. I heard that there's a Zimu River in the Kingdom of Women.”
“……”
Zhang Huan looked at the scorpion spirit with a dead heart.
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