194: Are you trying to trick me?

The monk rolled several times on the ground like a broken sack before finally coming to a stop.

He clutched his waist, groaning in pain, and muttered, "Who the hell has such poor public morals? Kicking someone right in the kidney..."

"Hmph, who knows who has poor public morals, wandering around the streets in the middle of the night, jumping back and forth on people's roofs, making it impossible for people to sleep soundly!"

A muffled voice came from behind the monk, and the tall, corpulent shadow completely blocked out the nearby light.

The monk's body stiffened, then he suddenly turned around, only to see a huge Pig Head looking at him with a disdainful gaze. He couldn't help but say awkwardly, "Uh... uh... haha, I said the wrong thing, I said the wrong thing. Marshal Tianpeng, please don't be offended, please don't be offended!"

Old Pig couldn't help but scratch his head, puzzled, "Huh, you're a new monk, yet you recognize who I am? That's truly strange! Tell me, who exactly are you? What is your purpose in coming to Chang'an City? Are you a running dog of the Western Buddhist Sect, here to gather information!"

The monk was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "You Pig Head are truly impolite. Is this how your Master taught you to speak to your savior? Haha, I knew it would have been better to let that monkey kill you with a single blow, it would have saved me a lot of trouble..."

Old Pig was instantly choked up, then suddenly remembered something and said in shock, "Wait a minute... you said... you said that day in the Buddhist Hall, you saved us? You... who exactly are you, a Buddha or a Bodhisattva's Incarnation?"

"What, if I'm not a Buddha or a Bodhisattva, I can't save you?" The monk sneered, "Then you, Marshal Tianpeng, are too unknowledgeable. Are there only Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the West?"

Pigsy clapped his hands, "That's right, there are many Arhats, Vajras, Bhikkhus, and the like, but... haha, how could they have such Divine Ability... You must have heard some news from somewhere and are trying to deceive Old Pig with it. Remember, when it comes to bragging, Old Pig is the ancestor..."

As he spoke, he also showed an expression of disdain and contempt towards the monk.

This time it was the monk's turn to be choked up. He knew that although Pigsy's abilities were average, he was truly merciless with his words. He didn't bother to argue with him and instead waved his hand helplessly, saying, "Alright, alright... it's my fault, okay... So, since you're here, that means your Master isn't far. Hmm, take me to see your Master, I have something very important to tell him..."

"No!"

Old Pig picked his nose, "Who knows if you're here to assassinate him? What if you try to harm my Master? You don't even dare to reveal your true identity, how can I take you to see my Master?"

"You bastard..."

The monk finally couldn't hold back, "If I wanted to harm your Master, would I have waited until today? Damn it, if I had kicked you when you were down in the Buddhist Hall, none of you, Master or disciple, would have escaped... Damn it, I gave you some face, didn't I? I'm telling you, if you take me to see your Master today, fine. If you don't... haha..."

The monk sneered, and Pigsy also sneered, "What do you intend to do?"

"Haha, nothing much. I won't hit you, I won't scold you, I'll just turn around and leave... But today, because of you, if the entire Chang'an, or even the entire Great Tang, is plunged into chaos and suffering in the future, all the Karmic Obstruction of those who die will fall upon you!"

The monk pointed at Old Pig and said with a sneer.

Pigsy was stunned, then suddenly shivered, and said, "What kind of matter could possibly cause such great Karmic Obstruction? Are you... are you trying to fool Old Pig?"

"I don't have that kind of free time!" The monk held up three fingers, "Three breaths. If you still haven't decided after I count down, I'll turn around and leave. Anyway, the lives of these city dwellers and the lives of the common people in the world have nothing to do with me. I shouldn't have come... Damn it..."

As he spoke, the monk retracted one finger and sneered, "Two..."

"Holy crap, you didn't count three!"

Old Pig instantly panicked.

The monk ignored him and continued, "One..."

"Alright, my fault! Please be lenient... bah, I'll take you to see Master right away, but... but you have to tell me who you are, right? Even if I report to Master, whose name should I report?"

Pigsy said.

"Haha, that's simple. Just say that Golden Cicada's old acquaintance from the West is visiting, and your Master will understand!" The monk retracted his palm and chuckled.

Pigsy frowned slightly, then smiled bitterly, "You... alright, I'll take you, but remember, I'll be watching you closely. If you dare to act rashly towards Master, I'll..."

"Forget it, your Master's cultivation is much stronger than yours now. With your meager skills, this monk can deal with you like it's a game!"

The monk chuckled.

"Hmph, I wonder who was just kicked down by Old Pig, and is still pretending here..."

Pigsy snorted lightly and, displeased, led the monk towards Du Xin Domain.

Along the way, the monk couldn't help but exclaim in wonder, praising the prosperity of this flourishing Tang Dynasty. Old Pig pouted and said, "Haha, you haven't seen much of the world. There's still a lot of good food and fun to be had in Chang'an City. You came at night; it's much livelier during the day..."

"Alas, I also want to experience the prosperity of this world, but once today's matters are concluded, I must return. It's uncertain whether I'll have the chance to come back in the future!" The monk said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid I'll never have the opportunity to come to Chang'an again in my life..."

Pigsy heard him speak so sadly and sincerely, and he was very puzzled. However, seeing the faint golden light emanating from the monk, Pigsy knew that this fellow must be a powerful expert from the ancient West, and his strength was definitely not weak. But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't understand how his Master, who was Golden Cicada in his previous life, became an old acquaintance with such a roguish monk.

At the entrance of Du Xin Domain, the monk stopped and looked at the gate, immediately surprised, "Such dense Spiritual Qi... but why does it somewhat resemble the aura of certain immortal fruits?"

"Haha, let me tell you, there's a pan tao tree planted in my courtyard!"

Pigsy immediately puffed out his chest, emphasizing the words "my home" very clearly.

"The Queen Mother's pan tao?"

The monk couldn't help but exclaim, "Can such Heaven And Earth Treasure be planted in the human world? Well, yes, Chang'an City is a place of spiritual essence, and although it's within a city, there's an endless condensation of Spiritual Qi, and Dragon Qi is steaming, which is a sign of prosperity. So, planting pan tao shouldn't be difficult..."

Just as he was speaking, the main gate suddenly opened. Pigsy saw the moon-white monastic robe and couldn't help but shout, "Master, this bald donkey says he's an old acquaintance of yours. Do you know him?"

Tang Ku's mouth twitched, "Can't you keep your mouth shut, you brat? You're even cursing your Master, for crying out loud!"

The monk, however, didn't pay attention to this. Instead, he put his palms together and proclaimed a Buddhist epithet, "Amitabha, Senior Brother Golden Cicada, do you still remember your junior brother?"

Tang Ku looked him over, then clapped his hands and laughed heartily, "I knew an old friend was coming, but I didn't expect it to be you. Are you well?"