Black Myth: Journey to the West: From Little Western Heaven to Saint

Bujie looked at Pingping jogging out and felt that this world of Journey to the West was full of monsters and extremely dangerous.

But the women here are simple-minded, and just three sentences can warm their hearts for the whole day. There is no need to spend so much effort to analyze word by word to please them as in the previous life.

Bujie and Pingping encountered many bandits along the way, all of whom were from the Fireworks Temple.

After asking for the location of Yanhuo Temple, Bujie and Pingping came to this notorious Taoist temple.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary Taoist temple, with a green-tiled roof and a vermilion gate.

The ground is paved with bluestone slabs, with each slab closely connected.

Bujie looked up and saw the three big words "Yanhuoguan".

There is a couplet written by the door: The smoke and fire are filled with wonders of heaven and earth, and the solemnity of the Taoist temple reveals the mysteries of heaven and earth.

In contrast to this simple and solemn temperament, a group of disciples were watching a man humiliating a plump mature woman in the yard.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the nose was panting, saying in a rough voice, "Big Brother, I'm in line. It's my turn next!"

A Taoist priest who was replaced tightened his belt and replaced the disciple who was guarding the gate of Yanhuo Temple.

The Taoist saw Bujie and Pingping coming and found that they were strangers, so he asked, "Who are you?"

He looked past Bujie and saw Pingping behind Bujie, and said with a lewd smile, "What a loss, what a loss, I met such a beauty but ran out of stock."

"Those guys got the advantage, but when it's my turn I can only lick the plate."

"Little girl, I'll teach those guys to be gentler, but you have to hold on until I come."

The Taoist priest was just about to turn around and call his fellow disciples to come over when he heard a whooshing sound beside his ear.

A stone pierced the Taoist's throat and blood gushed out.

Pingping spat at the Taoist's body and kicked it before she felt relieved.

After spending a few days with her, I realized that Pingping was a simple little girl who was well protected.

Worried that the little girl would be hurt if she saw the bloody scene, he said to Pingping, "Pingping, wait at the door. I'll go in and convert them."

"If you encounter a bad guy, just call me loudly."

Ping Ping said, "Brother Bujie, you better be careful."

Then Bujie closed the door of the Fireworks Temple.

As for the disciples in Yanhuo Temple, Bujie had no intention of listening to them talk about their dirty past or judging whether the crimes they committed deserved death.

They had no choice but to treat them all equally and kill them all.

This fireworks temple is similar to his small Leiyin Temple, and ninety-nine percent of the people inside deserve to die.

Bujie raised his hand and shot a stone.

These stones were like bullets, reaping the lives of the Taoists.

The Taoist priests howled in pain and fell to the ground one after another.

Some people wanted to shout and curse, but as soon as they made their voices, their mouths were blocked by stones. Soon, only the corpses of Taoist priests were left on the ground.

The woman, who had been persecuted to the point of numbness, had lifeless eyes and did not react even after being rescued.

The noise in the courtyard naturally attracted the owner of the Fireworks Observatory.

The temple master was a middle-aged man, wearing a Hunyuan scarf and a dark brown Taoist robe.

His face was like a full moon, his skin was slightly yellow, his eyebrows were long and thin, and there were a few sparse beards under his chin.

He looks like an ordinary Taoist priest, but unexpectedly he brings disaster to the locals and commits many evil deeds.

The master of the Fireworks Temple shouted, "Who are you? How dare you come to my Fireworks Temple and cause trouble, endangering the lives of my disciples?"

Not only did the ring tip move, but a few stones whizzed around, killing all the disciples around the master of the Fireworks Temple.

"Try out whatever skills you have, and as for those ghost soldiers, call them over quickly."

"Lest you die in my hands before you have used any of your tricks, and feel unwilling to do so."

The master of the Fireworks Temple said, "How arrogant! He thought that he could run wild in the Fireworks Temple just by learning a few little magic tricks."

The master of the Fireworks Temple thought that Bujie was just a young and foolish man who learned how to throw stones and came to uphold justice.

There are several young people like this killed every year at the Fireworks Temple, so they can't cause any trouble.

I didn't expect that not quitting today would cause him to suffer such heavy losses.

With so many people dead, how is the master of Fireworks Temple going to explain to the land of Huoyan Mountain?

These people all want to take the path of fire to ascend to heaven, and eventually turn into flint monsters to make elixirs for the land of Flame Mountain.

The abbot of the Fireworks Temple took out a dozen talismans from his arms and threw them into the air. Then the originally clear sky became dim.

The master of the Fireworks Temple's body surged and suddenly grew larger, transforming into a muscular monster with an unclear face.

It held a huge spear in its hand, with the tip of the spear glowing with cold white fire. It said to Bujie, "I am the Horse-Faced Rakshasa. I will capture you today and send you to the eighteenth level of hell."

Bujie said, "How dare a little ghost soldier be so arrogant in front of me? Do you know that the Little Western Heaven True Buddha Bujie?"

Then he chanted the vast Buddhist sound, and golden Buddha light rose from Bujie's body.

The Buddha's light shining on the horse-faced Rakshasa was like a scorching flame.

If it really is a demon, it might take some effort to get rid of it, but unfortunately the other party is a ghost soldier.

Buddhism is the most restraining, and by mobilizing the power of Buddha, one can save them.

The horse-faced demon endured the pain, threw the spear in his hand to the ground, knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Please, Lord Buddha, spare my life."

"I am a ghost soldier under the command of the land god of Huoyan Mountain. The matter of the fireworks temple was ordered by the land god."

"This Huoyan Mountain is not an ordinary land. It has a heavenly background."

"If the higher-ups blame you, you won't be able to bear the consequences."

Bujie sneered and said, "A little boy who is a fire-maker and a hundred-year-old bootlicker, should I give him face?"

Then he released a bolt of lightning from his hand, and golden lightning rushed towards the Horse-faced Rakshasa, instantly swallowing it up.

[Host breaks the precept of killing, kills the horse-faced Rakshasa, and gains fifty years of cultivation]

Bujie sighed deeply, he didn't expect that the master of the Fireworks Temple was so insignificant and just a small Yin general.

He doesn't have any strong ghost soldiers under his command, and they are not enough for him to kill.

As soon as Bujie walked out of the fireworks viewing gate, he saw Pingping.

Ping Ping asked with concern, "Brother Bujie, have you converted them all?"

Bujie thought about it for a while and nodded, thinking that there should be no Taoists left alive.

“They have all been saved.”

Seeing that Bujie seemed unhappy, Pingping asked curiously, "Brother Bujie, you have converted all the bad guys, why are you still unhappy?"

I can't say that I didn't kill enough people, which would spoil the fun and scare the little girl.

All he could say was, "These people have done so many evil things, and it would be a good thing for them to be saved just like that."

Ping Ping said, "Brother Bujie, you are very capable and hate evil. You are really a good man."

Bujie suddenly covered his chest and said, "Sister Pingping, I'm a little hurt, come and help me."

Ping Ping smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Bujie, I won't go over there. Don't try to trick me!"

Bu Jie stopped pretending and smiled evilly, “Sister Pingping, you are so cruel, since you don’t come over.”

"Then I'll go over!", and then stretched out his claws and pounced towards Pingping.

The two of them played and fought all the way in the mountains and then came to a place.

Another person jumped out from the rustling grass.

Bujie took a closer look and realized that it was Lao Ma, Ma Tianba.

Bujie originally thought that he died in the turmoil in Pansi Cave last time, but he didn't expect that Ma Tianba was so lucky.

He followed the plot and returned to the Flaming Mountain alive.

Bujie laughed and said, "Old Ma, why haven't you died yet?"