The old woman hurriedly put away the silver; it was the family’s future hope.
The old man quickly got up, stood in front of the big man, and anxiously shouted, "Hu Zi, what are you going to do? Why did you pick up the knife again?"
The one-eyed big man casually pushed him away and bellowed, "Get lost!"
The old man stumbled to the side, screaming as he fell – bang! – he collided with the edge of the bed, a trail of blood seeping out.
Tang Sanzang hurried towards the old man hoping to help him up, but his hand passed through the old man’s body.
The old woman also panicked and cried out, "Old man, old man!" She got up and ran towards the fallen old man.
With a push from the one-eyed big man, the old woman fell onto the hard bed with a bang, letting out a pained moan.
Tang Sanzang turned his head towards Sun Wukong and urgently said, "Wukong, aren’t you the Great Sage Equalling Heaven? Don’t you have vast Divine Skills? Quick, save him, save them."
Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "Like you, I too can’t interfere here, there’s nothing I can do, nothing I can do."
Tang Sanzang anxiously watched the old man on the floor, who was already bleeding profusely.
"Give me the silver!"
"Hu Zi, this is for your marriage! You can’t take it," the old woman cried out in grief. Google seaʀᴄh N0veI.Fiɾe.net
"Give it to me, quick!"
"Wuu~ Hu Zi, didn’t you say you were going to change? The high monk just left!"
"I was lying to that stinking monk."
The two struggled over a small piece of broken silver, the old woman no match for the tall and strong bandit.
During the scuffle, the one-eyed big man pushed the old woman away, she stumbled forward, and fell to the ground with a thud – the sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed.
The one-eyed big man hurriedly turned the old woman over; a pair of scissors was stuck in her chest, blood spurted out, clearly life was fleeting.
The one-eyed big man froze, his lone eye bloodshot, and he furiously shouted, "I told you to give me the silver, you old stubborn, you’re seeking your own death."
He grabbed the silver from the old woman’s hand, stood up holding the large knife, and walked outside.
Tang Sanzang was shocked, standing inside the house, his heart bewildered, the once warm and hospitable old couple now both turned into corpses, he muttered, "How could it be ? Weren’t they reformed under the power of my Buddhist teachings?"
Sun Wukong also had anger in his eyes, though he had guessed this was unreal, anger still sparked, and he coldly exclaimed, "I’ll tell you, this is called true nature being inescapable."
Then Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong followed six people and witnessed their acts of killing, looting, and rape.
In a valley, six men were assaulting a horse carriage, women, and children’s cries filled the valley as several bodies lay on the ground.
"Ha ha~ this little beauty is mine!"
"Ha ha~ so much money."
The six who had been pleading in front of Sun Wukong now appeared like six demonic spirits.
Not far away, Tang Sanzang cried out in grief, "Who will save them, Buddha? Why has this happened? Why has this happened?"
Sun Wukong stood aside, sneering, "This is the compassion you wanted?"
Tang Sanzang, with a thud, knelt on the ground, despairingly muttered, "I was wrong, I was wrong!
Kill them, Wukong, kill them now."
"Mm~" Sun Wukong surprisedly found that at this moment he could interact with reality again, he he, sneered coldly, moving instantly turned into a golden lightning streaking through, bang bang bang~ six bandits exploded simultaneously, turning into six clouds of blood mist in the air.
The surrounding space twisted, everything became blurred and surreal.
Outside, a creek flowed quietly, a blank scroll hanging from a bent-neck tree fluttered, a Mechanical Car burst out from the scroll with a bang, landed on the ground with a few bounces, screeching to a halt.
Tang Sanzang sat inside the car, gasping heavily, his eyes filled with grief and pain.
Sun Wukong flipped off the roof of the car, vigilantly looking around, back beside the creek.
After calming down for a while, the car door flung open, Tang Sanzang stepped out and asked, "Wukong, what... what exactly is going on?"
Sun Wukong pointed ahead and shouted, "Master, look!"
Tang Sanzang followed where Sun Wukong was pointing, and saw a middle-aged man fishing by the stream, his demeanor solemn and commanding.
Sun Wukong’s eyes flashed, isn’t this the Judicial God from the Judicial Temple, seems like the Prison Director or something.
Sun Wukong jumped over, cupped his hands in salutation, and hehe said, "Elder, what are you doing here? Was that Illusion Realm just now your doing?"
Tang Sanzang also stepped forward, his hands clasped in a salute, saying, "I am Tang Sanzang, under orders from the Tang King to travel to Western Heaven to worship Buddha and seek the True Scripture, I pay my respects to the Immortal."
Golden Ring Immortal smiled and said, "A single painting illustrates the Primordial World, right and wrong imprinted in the heart."
With a wave of his hand, the hanging scroll fluttered out, automatically rolling up and falling into the hands of the Golden Ring Immortal.
Golden Ring Immortal said, "Please sit."
Sun Wukong jumped onto a large rock and squatted down, Tang Sanzang also sat beside him, his expression melancholic.
Golden Ring Immortal said, "You were ordered to travel to Western Heaven to obtain the True Scripture, but due to differing ideals, you encountered many troubles, even nearly reaching a point of parting ways. Emperor Gouchen is very upset and sent me to assist you."
Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together, his expression sorrowful, said, "Thank you, Great Immortal, indeed I was wrong."
"The process of seeking the True Scripture is actually a process of refining oneself.
Since your birth, Tang Sanzang, you have studied the Buddhist Scriptures within Huasheng Temple, unaware of the world’s malice."