Journey to the West: The Strongest Worker System

"Lao Sha, Xiao Bai, why is there so much noise outside? What's going on?"

Zhu Ba frowned and asked, as if he had sensed something was wrong outside. It had been peaceful outside these few days, but when they were about to leave, there was a commemoration of their departure.

"Master, Senior Brother, Second Brother, outside, there are a group of bandits coming outside!"

Sha Seng's tone was a bit strange. Although he had heard that there were bandits in the mountains from time to time, as the saying goes, seeing is believing, hearing is not. He had never seen them before, but he never thought there really were.

"Amitabha, masters, it's okay. Those mountain bandits come here just to worship Buddha and seek peace of mind. We don't need to provoke them."

The host said involuntarily, saying that those mountain bandits used to do evil things in the past. In order to seek peace of mind, they like to come to the only Zen temple in the mountain, Zhenhai Zen Temple, to worship Buddha before and after doing evil things.

Perhaps they firmly believe in the saying that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha on the spot!

A red light flashed in Zhu Ba's eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. They simply mixed in with the group of monks and prepared to make plans after the group of mountain bandits left.

Soon the group of mountain bandits came to the outside of the temple and stepped into the inner court from the outer gate with ease. The mountain king who led them was gentle and refined, and didn't look like a mountain bandit. On the contrary, the younger brothers who followed behind him had thick beards like Zhang Fei, or looked ferocious like Shura.

The host stepped forward and was about to exchange a few words, but was directly pushed to the ground by those people, as if he didn't need to say anything at all.

To be honest, looking at the appearance of these people, both Zhu Ba and Tang Sanzang couldn't help but frown, because they didn't seem to have the slightest intention of worshipping Buddha, even if they wanted to seek peace of mind, they didn't intend to follow the rules.

The mountain king was fine, knowing how to tidy up his appearance, but those people behind him had already entered the hall so sloppily, and didn't know what to do at all. Some of them even looked at those gods, Buddhas and Arhats and laughed continuously.

The most outrageous words were: "Haha, if there really is Buddha in this world, how can we be tolerated? When I think of the rich people we robbed and the poor people we killed, they all shouted for Buddha's blessing, but Buddha never appeared."

"That's right, maybe the Buddhas also know that we give a lot of incense every time, but they don't bless them, but bless us!"

"Haha, Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhat, please bless us to rob a few fat sheep and bring back a few beauties this time. If we succeed, we will definitely build another golden body for you!"

The mumbling words made Tang Sanzang and his disciples frown, especially the last sentence, which seemed to point out why this Zen temple can survive here.

Why is it so dilapidated outside and so luxurious inside? It's not because of the reasons these monks talked about before, but because most of everything in this temple is sponsored by these mountain bandits.

They naturally would not damage this place. After all, who knows, this place could become their hiding place, their final hiding place.

After all, monks have certain pardon privileges, and they may not be discovered if they mingle among them.

"Amitabha, sin, sin, how can the pure place of Buddhism harbor filth!"

Looking at these people's unscrupulous behavior and laughter, as well as the strong blood and dark resentment emanating from them, each of them has killed many people and is also entangled with a lot of resentment.

Perhaps karma is suitable for their fate, but Zhu Ba does not intend to let them live so easily.

Tiandao, since you like to pay attention to fate reincarnation and karma so much, then I, Old Zhu, will tell you what is the real fate reincarnation and what is the real karma.

It was fate that allowed him to enter this temple, and it was fate that made them encounter this group of bandits when they were about to leave.

After committing crimes for so many years, they relied on the rugged mountain roads to avoid being caught by the soldiers and hid a lot of wealth here. They killed many innocent people, and the wronged souls were entangled and shrouded in black air. Even the gods and Buddhas in the temples were dim and unwilling to manage these.

This is the cause they planted themselves, and in the end they died in Zhu Ba's hands, which was the result!

"Who is it?"

The mountain king was quite angry. It was obviously the time for him to worship Buddha with peace of mind. How could someone dare to speak like this?

What is filth and dirt? Who is filth and dirt!

The mountain king gave an order and hurriedly looked for the person who had just been in the crowd.The person who spoke was Zhu Ba.

Tang Sanzang glanced at Zhu Ba and naturally knew what he would do next. He simply said, "Take it easy, don't destroy this temple. Oh, don't be in the main hall, so as not to pollute the eyes of the Buddha!"

Sorry, he is no longer the Tang Sanzang who wanted to drive away his disciples because he killed a few bandits. Moreover, how could he forgive these bandits for so unscrupulously belittling the Buddha in front of him.

Besides, they are "devoted to Buddhism", so he might as well be a good person and send them to see the most beloved Buddha. Isn't it beautiful?

"Yes, Master!"

Zhu Ba walked out slowly, and his face scared the bandits so much that they dared not come forward. They had heard of monsters appearing in the mountains for so many years.

And the face of the man in front of him seemed to be a pig monster that had cultivated into a spirit. Uh, it is said that monsters have good skills. Should we come forward now?

"Hmph, now we are in front of the Buddha. Even if this pig demon has great abilities, he can't use them. Today, we will eliminate harm for the people, kill this pig demon, and taste the demon's meat!"

The mountain king over there was extremely bold. He said directly in a cold voice, but he was ready to trick his men into taking action.

Zhu Ba laughed, with a bit of anger and a bit of laughter from these people. Obviously, death is imminent, why are they still so stubborn?

Doesn't he know that these nonsense will not only not slow down the time of their death, but will speed up the time for them to see the Buddha? Well, if there is a Buddha in the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld.

It doesn't matter. If you can't see the Buddha, it's not bad to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. They are all very famous!

With a wave of one hand, a gust of wind blew, and the bodies of the bandits flew backwards unconsciously, but the flying distance was a bit far, and they flew all the way to the deserted courtyard outside.

Not just one or two people, but all of them were taken away by this strange wind. The strange means made them shudder instantly. No one had ever seen such a magical power.

Gulu, someone swallowed deeply, slowly moved his body, and was surprised to find that he could control his body. He rushed to the door without saying a word.

The man just now must be a demon, and they could not deal with it. If they did not escape at this time, they would definitely be killed by the other party.

But before he ran far, he felt a pain in his neck and suddenly saw a familiar body running out, but why did that body have no head!

Everything was just the beginning. Some people began to be unable to bear it and shouted for help.

Perhaps because this is a temple, they shouted for Buddha to help, Guanyin Bodhisattva to help, etc.

This look is very similar to the last appearance of those they killed before. They also struggled so powerlessly and shouted for help to those gods and Buddhas.

But when they shouted, black rain fell from the sky for no reason, and they soon fell into the abyss, with all kinds of illusions in front of them.

Or the wronged souls were asking for their lives, which was the most common one. After all, many innocent people died in their hands. This was the outbreak of resentment, which led them to do so.

Or they felt uncomfortable all over and kept asking for mercy. Even if they were already bloody, they still had to continue.

In the end, they all died in this land, and no one survived, but the scene seemed a little cruel.

Zhu Ba shrugged his shoulders. This was not intentional, but based on the sins they committed, the more tortures the more sinners suffered.

"Hey, then, host, the wronged souls here are left to you to convert. If you don't convert them cleanly, be careful that they will turn into evil ghosts. When you suffer, it will be troublesome!"

Shouted to the monks inside, but Zhu Ba left directly with Tang Sanzang and others. He was not going to clean up the mess here.