Black Myth: You and I are both destined

The tea merchant stood in his own tea garden, gazing at the emerald green of the garden, but he was thinking about another world in his mind.

He twisted the rosary in his hand and spoke slowly: "Thinking of all these years, I have planted in spring and harvested in autumn. Every leaf in the tea garden is condensed with my sweat."

"The best time to pick Maojian tea is before Qingming Festival. The tender buds, one bud and one leaf at a time, need to be picked very carefully. In a day, a skilled tea picker can only pick one or two kilograms of fresh leaves."

“How many can you pick every day?”

Youzhi thought the tea merchant complained that he was working too slowly, so he quickly replied.

"I can pick two and a half kilograms. If I take a short break, I can pick three kilograms."

The tea merchant laughed and continued.

"After the fresh leaves are picked, they are withered, rolled, and fried. Each process needs to be done carefully to produce top-quality Maojian."

"I sell this tea to passing merchants or tea houses in the city. I can earn a few taels of silver per kilogram, but it is limited by the season. Throughout the year, my income is limited."

The tea merchant sighed and looked into the distance.

"Now that I am over 50 years old, I have thought about it and decided to become a monk and open a temple. Besides practicing Buddhism, I can also meet friends over tea and spread Buddhism. In a temple, there is no need to be restricted by the four seasons. Incense, incense oil, and offerings from believers are all resources besides practicing Buddhism."

Youzhi asked, somewhat unbelievingly.

"I think the tea trees on the tea mountain have been growing well in recent years. It would be a pity to leave them alone."

The tea merchant laughed again, this time at Youzhi's short-sightedness.

"I have calculated that if I open a temple covering ten mu of land and ask the people to donate the money needed to build the temple, plus the daily incense money, the income in a year may be several times more than this tea garden. Moreover, I can also set up a tea room in the temple to serve tea to guests. The price of Guang Maojian tea will not be the current price."

"I have already petitioned the county magistrate to select some strong farmers to punish them and send them to be tenants of the temple."

"Youzhi, come too."

……

A few years later, a temple was built on the tea mountain, named Guanyin Temple.

The old monk in the temple claims to be 270 years old. Youzhi also has a new identity. He is now the disciple of Abbot Jinchi - Monk Guangzhi.

Until this time, Guangzhi finally came to his senses. The Qingtian Master was only Jinchi’s Qingtian Master, and his own Qingtian Master was Jinchi. Sometimes it is important for people to see themselves clearly.

This time, he saw clearly.

"Can you hear me?"

"Let me ask again, who were the last group of people who came? What happened?"

Tianming kept asking questions, and Coach Daolang finally showed some reaction.

Dizzy humming replied.

"14 years ago? No, it seems to be 28 years ago?"

"Or fifteen years ago!"

He also said he wasn't sure about the time.

"Four monks came, only one of them looked like a human, and they burned down the temple..."

"I told the abbot to burn down the temple and steal the robes..."

"No, I'm not a lackey, it's Junior Brother Guangmou, no! It was Jin Chi who told me... Even if I let him stay for half a year, he can only wear clothes for half a year, and he won't be able to breathe for long. When he wants to leave, I have to go with him, how can I keep him for a long time?"

"Jin Chi tricked me into saying that. He had already planned to burn Tang Monk to death and steal his cassock!"

Coach Daolang was confused, not sure if it was because of the poisoning or the beating by Tianming, but his words were extremely creepy!

When he first came to this world, he clearly saw what happened 500 years after the journey to the West, but how do you explain that Master Daolang had seen Tang Seng and his group more than ten or even dozens of years ago?

"From what he said, he seems to be the Guangzhi who suggested Shao Si back then."

"But how can we explain to the Tang Dynasty? The journey to obtain the scriptures has just begun, and we have only been out for a short time!"

"Guangzhi, among the monks you saw, is there one who looks like me?"

"Guangzhi..."

It seemed that the poison from the dates had taken effect. Coach Daolang's figure gradually dissipated and turned into a wisp of green smoke, with both his soul and body destroyed!

Only a flaming double-edged sword was left.

Before he died, he held the golden rod most tightly, just like the gold he had seen for the first time.

He felt as if he had had a very long dream.

In the dream, there was a monkey being performed by a monkey trainer who was directing the show with a hanging banana.

Sometimes the monkey would resist, but most of the time he would try his best to perform, but he never got the banana.

Even if the banana becomes rotten after being left for a long time, the monkey trainer will simply replace it with a fresh one and hang it up again. Even if he wants to throw away the rotten banana, he will not give it to the monkey.

"I have been stupid and greedy all my life, just like a monkey living in a lustful dream..."

……

Tianming put away the golden dragon-headed staff and took away the weapon of Coach Daolang.

[New magic weapon - Red Tide]

[After using it, you will transform into a wolf demon and be able to resist fire.]

[The fire waves are divided into three parts, blazing and overwhelming. The attack can bring about a fire disaster.]

It seems to have a similar function to lotus hail, and red tide is of fire attribute.

Without time to look further, Tianming put away his new magic weapon and turned into a golden cicada to continue flying deeper into the depths.

Several wolf demons carrying knives rushed towards the place where Coach Daolang was. It seemed that the hard beatings they had just done with their sticks were heard.

At this moment, an aging voice suddenly came from underground.

"Little monkey, you've disturbed this monster."

"Be very careful going forward!"

It seemed like an intentional reminder for him. When Tianming looked up, he found a tall, black and blue giant with a big head in front of him.

The giant was wearing a cassock with his eyes closed, and had a furry tail trailing behind him.

Fortunately, he couldn't see and didn't notice.

"Little monkey, come here."

The voice appeared again to show Tianming the way.

Flying in the direction he pointed, Tianming avoided the giant.

"Here, look here!"

Following the guidance of the voice, Tianming met the real owner of the voice in front of a gate pavilion leading to the depths.

A burst of white smoke rose from the ground, and a hunchbacked old man less than 1.2 meters tall emerged from it.

He was wearing navy blue clothes and holding a wooden stick that was taller than himself.

Although he was bald, his eyebrows were so long that they covered his eyes, his beard was so long that it hung down to his chest, and his face was full of countless wrinkles.

"I am from the land of Black Wind Mountain, and have been waiting for you here for a long time."

"You knew I was coming?"

Hearing Tianming's words, Tudi suddenly looked up and trotted forward two steps.

"It looks like! It's so similar!"

The land god turned around, took out a scratcher and pointed at the gate pavilion behind him.

"Go further and you will reach the Guanyin Temple."

"It was also very popular back then!"

"What a pity for the fire!"

When I looked down, I realized that the paths around me were littered with human heads and bones that had been discarded at random. They were all charred and broken, and looked horrible.

The God of Land shook his head.

"Alas, the temple was rebuilt later."

He turned and looked at the charred skeletons.

"But if people's hearts are burned, what's the point of repairing a dilapidated temple?"

Awoo————!

“Hey! Hey!”

"I'll go first, old man!"

The God of Land was frightened by the wolf howling from inside and ran away on the spot.

"We'll see each other when you pass the plank road ahead."