271: The temptation of delicious food

Mahoraga woke up from his stupor and suddenly realized he was bound by a golden rope, his Dharma power completely suppressed.

He sat up abruptly and looked at his surroundings... Based on his knowledge of Buddhism, he was currently imprisoned in a pagoda.

"Yo, you're awake!"

A mocking voice came from the side. He turned his head and was shocked to find Nezha looking at him with a strange expression.

"I have to say, you look quite handsome in your human form!"

Nezha chuckled and said, "However, it's very strange. Usually, demons walk in human form and reveal their true form when they are unconscious or killed. You are the exact opposite; you are in snake form—your true form—when you are awake, but you turn into a human when you are unconscious?"

"Hmph, what's so strange about that? Do you see any Demonic Qi on me?"

Mahoraga snorted coldly, "As a Protector of Buddhism, my body has long been purified by the Buddha Dharma, and it is completely different from ordinary demons!"

"That's fine then. If you were going to stay in that big worm shape, I was planning to kill you. You know how disgusting that looks, right?"

Nezha suddenly turned his head and said, "Holy Monk, Holy Monk, this guy is awake. You can ask him whatever you want now!"

Whoosh!

A ray of light flashed, and the figure of Tang Ku appeared before them. Mahoraga was startled, then sighed helplessly: "Falling into your hands, I guess I'm just unlucky... Ask whatever you want... Sigh, I didn't expect that even after leaving the Western World, I still couldn't become a Buddha or an Ancestor, and in the end, I was actually defeated by you..."

Tang Ku sat cross-legged opposite him and smiled faintly: "Since you say that, it means you actually wanted to leave the Western World long ago, right!"

"If I can't see any hope for progress, of course I want to leave... Speaking of which, if you didn't want to leave, why would you project your soul to another world at a critical moment?"

Mahoraga sneered.

"Oh, you even know about that?"

Tang Ku narrowed his eyes and said, "Who told you?"

Mahoraga was stunned, then snorted coldly: "It seems the powerful figures of the Western World all know about what you've done. Who do you think you can hide this from?"

"Then you are joking!"

Tang Ku laughed, "I bet that in the entire Western World, there are no more than three people besides me who know about this!"

Mahoraga remained silent.

Tang Ku didn't force him and turned back to say: "Brother Nezha, have them bring in the food and drink..."

"Got it, I'll do as you say. I've been so hungry that my stomach is sticking to my back..."

Nezha waved his hand, and Mahoraga suddenly saw a golden light flash inside the pagoda, followed by a table appearing in front of them, laden with wine, dishes, snacks, and other items, looking very sumptuous.

Mahoraga's mouth twitched: "Are you planning to feast right in front of me?"

Tang Ku didn't answer but chuckled: "Are you hungry?"

Upon hearing this, before Mahoraga could speak, his stomach rumbled as if by reflex.

He was a divine being. Although he had left the holy realm, he needed to replenish his strength with food, but generally, even if he didn't eat for half a month, he wouldn't feel hungry. What was going on now?

Seeing his confused expression, Tang Ku laughed: "Don't doubt it, you haven't eaten for over twenty days!"

"Impossible, you clearly just... Uh!"

He himself wasn't sure how long he had been unconscious.

"Well, with your body, even if you were knocked unconscious, you would have recovered in a day and a night at most, but..."

Tang Ku chuckled, "I've been guarding you. Whenever you showed signs of waking up, I would give you another punch on the head, so it dragged on until today!"

Mahoraga's mouth twitched: "You... you're really despicable... No wonder my head has been buzzing and still hurts a little!"

Nezha carried his Fire Tipped Spear and sneered: "Who do you think you're talking to? I kicked you too. What, you aren't convinced? Want to get up and fight one-on-one?"

Mahoraga turned his head and looked at Tang Ku: "I won't lower myself to the level of a child..."

"That's right, that's right... Nezha, don't lower yourself to his level, let's eat, let's eat..."

Tang Ku invited Nezha to sit down and poured the wine. Nezha was overjoyed and started chewing on a roasted lamb leg.

The two of them ate and drank in front of Mahoraga as if no one else was there. A strong sense of hunger instantly flooded his stomach, and then passed directly to his brain, making him feel somewhat distraught.

"...Well, if you have something to say, say it quickly. These things will be eaten up soon!"

Tang Ku pointed at the table full of food and said, "This Poor Monk has studied the way of diet quite a bit. These dishes should be styles you've never seen before. Do you want this Poor Monk to introduce them to you? They are very delicious!"

Gulp...

Mahoraga's saliva was almost forming a river. He kept swallowing, staring straight at the two of them eating and drinking, cursing in his heart, but still trying hard to persist.

However, helplessly, waves of hunger struck his stomach, and the aroma of various foods and fine wines wafted into his nose, making him almost faint again.

Or rather, he wished he would just faint right now.

"You two... are really despicable... especially you, Tang Xuanzang, can you not smack your lips while you eat?"

Mahoraga was about to cry, "If you want to ask something, just ask. I'll be your grandson if I don't answer, as long as you let me eat something!"

Tang Ku and Nezha looked at each other. The latter chuckled, chanted a mantra, and loosened the Immortal Binding Rope, but tied one end to the other's ankle. This way, he could give him the ability to move while stripping him of his Dharma power!

Mahoraga could no longer care about anything else. Once he gained his freedom, he jumped up, grabbed a roasted chicken from the table, and started chewing. While chewing, he picked up the wine barrel nearby and poured the wine into his mouth with a gurgling sound.

Yes, he was pouring wine directly into his mouth, as smoothly as pouring water into a jar.

Tang Ku wasn't in a hurry, and said slowly: "No rush, eat slowly. If it's not enough, I'll have them make more... Hmm, by the way, can you tell me, who instigated you to do evil in this place?"

Mahoraga was eating until his mouth was covered in oil, and said vaguely: "Who the hell is doing evil? I am benefiting... benefiting the local people, okay? Let me tell you, if I hadn't come here, it would be good if one-third of the population remained... Hmm, please pass me that plate of roasted meat..."

Tang Ku smiled and handed the roasted meat over: "So, that means someone did instigate or order you to do this?"

"Uh... actually, no..."

Mahoraga answered without any hesitation, "After finally escaping the Western World, plus those old guys were all finished, I just thought I would definitely be able to become a Buddha and an Ancestor. The result... well, things turned out better than I expected!"