Chapter 81 Fan

When Qing Bai saw Ai Chan give them a resentful look and then walk towards the Monkey King and his mother without looking back, he was immediately satisfied. He did it on purpose. He was really tired of seeing the monk hesitating and being pretentious. He would not feel relieved until he poked him and kicked him.

As for how he would compensate the victim Monkey Qingbai, he was not interested. Besides, it would not be a good idea for all of them to gather together, as there was a large group of people outside the door, making a lot of noise and waiting to take advantage of the situation.

Qing Bai took a look and saw that the situation had already progressed to the point where they had to call 120. It seemed that the person was in really bad condition.

In addition to calling 120, some people tried to sneak down the mountain, but they were driven back to the open space by the sharp-eyed and diligent monkeys and were beaten up.

It’s impossible to get down now. Qing Bai was a little worried and hoped that Old Man Tang could hold on until the ambulance or police car arrived.

Officer Yang took this case very seriously, but he was in Beijing and would be delayed on the road for half a day even if he set off immediately. There was no one in Chushan specifically responsible for such matters, so he could only temporarily ask the local police station in Chushan to control the people on the mountain in the name of "gathering to hunt national second-class protected animals." Before the police arrived, it seemed that he was the only one who could control the situation.

But he is just a little kitten the size of a palm!

Qing Bai thought for a while, then suddenly said to Jiu Nian: "...why don't you change back into human form first?"

The more Qing Bai thought about it, the more he felt that this was a really good idea! He had even defended the Samsara Platform for nine years, so guarding a broken mountain gate was nothing!

Jiu Nian had always noticed Qing Bai's sadness, and when he heard him say that, he almost instantly understood what Qing Bai was planning.

He was here to supervise and teach the 'only' spiritual master in the world. Logically, he should have been stern and serious in his words and deeds. Appropriate troubles and difficulties were also a very important part of the growth process. But when Jiunian looked at the little ball on his back, which was fluffy and light, not even as big as the wild rabbits digging holes in the woods outside, his heart as a strict teacher softened in less than three seconds.

"good."

After a sigh, Jiu Nian, who stood tall and strong, appeared at the door of the dilapidated temple, and Qing Bai squatted steadily on his shoulders.

"Monster... a monster!" Those who had called the emergency number looked up and saw an extra person at the temple gate. They had met the person once at the farm house in the morning. In this situation, when they thought about the white cat, black cat, and big cat carrying small cat, the psychological shock was extremely great, and they were immediately furious.

Qing Bai looked at the terrified people outside and was a little confused. "Aren't they the talented people invited by Old Man Tang? They are all experts in metaphysics. Even if monsters... creatures are not commonplace, they shouldn't be so frightened and scared, right?"

"It's just a mob."

A clear female voice came from the eaves, and the person who answered was the only real demon present, Swallow, the strange girl.

Although Qing Bai agreed with Miss Yan Zi's evaluation of those people outside, he was more curious about Miss Yan Zi's position. After all, strictly speaking, she was actually one of those people outside. She had fought with the Monkey King before. It seemed that she was the only one with real talent among the people invited by Old Man Tang.

"The boss seems to be dying, isn't Miss Yan worried?"

The swallow standing on the eaves flapped its wings and gently landed on the eaves of the door. Then it tilted its head and looked at Qing Bai and the others with its black bean-like eyes: "Oh, don't worry, don't worry. It would be better if he died sooner."

Seeing Qing Bai's puzzled expression, Miss Yan explained, "Before coming here, I didn't know this old man was such a jerk. I thought it was a good job with little pay. If I had known he was so bad, I wouldn't have come..."

Qing Bai's heart skipped a beat. He asked, "A good job? What exactly did he hire you to do?"

Miss Yan raised her paw and answered readily, "Bodyguard."

Qing Bai was surprised: "Bodyguard?" Isn't he here to perform a ritual to prolong his life?

"It's just a bodyguard." Miss Yan sneered. "The old man said that he is old and wants to return to his roots. He wants to reclaim the mountains and forests that he gave away to others to build temples and practice Buddhism when he was young and ignorant. But there is a very capable monk in the Chushan Temple. He has many strange and cunning methods and is difficult to guard against. He is afraid that the monk will retaliate and ordinary bodyguards can't protect him. So he gathered many capable people to escort him up the mountain, hoping to negotiate a friendly separation with the monk."

The last sentence, "negotiate in a friendly manner and part ways amicably," was pronounced with particular emphasis, and each word carried a strong sense of sarcasm.

It turns out that this mountain, including the temple on it, belongs to Old Man Tang. No wonder he was able to threaten the old monk back then. But by bringing so many "talented individuals" up the mountain, it's clear that he knew that words alone would not be enough to win the battle. He wanted to use his power to intimidate them, but he didn't expect the old monk to be dead, leaving only the monkeys on the mountain waiting for him.

Miss Yan said self-deprecatingly, "People become spirits when they grow old, and things become strange when they grow old. This old man never tells the truth. I, a genuine spirit, have been fooled this time."

"But he's not much better. It's not easy to go through so much trouble and money to recruit such a bunch of losers. Maybe this is really karma."

"I've done my best to help him block those monkey claws earlier." Miss Yan smiled after saying this, her voice clear and bright. She flapped her wings, bringing with her a breeze and dust, and flew towards the green mountains in the distance. "I was careless for a moment. I can't let this mistake continue and help the evildoer, can I?"

"I'm leaving."

Although the swallow was small and exquisite, it was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it became a black dot in the sky. Qing Bai stared at the direction where Miss Yan flew away, lost in thought. After waiting for nine years, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Do you think there's something wrong with her?"

Qing Bai nodded and shook his head, his voice serious and inquiring. "I noticed... when she was in her original form, she would subconsciously tilt her head when looking at people. Is it because bird eyes are on the sides of their heads? But bird eyes are protruding, and the eye muscles are very developed and can rotate, so they can see straight ahead..."

"Could it be a psychological factor?"

Nine years: "...maybe."

Jiu Nian felt that Qing Bai's psychology was even more complicated... Why would he care about whether a swallow demon's eyes were looking straight or sideways? Are all young people's thoughts so jumpy?

Jiunian, whose cub period was very short and seemed too far away, tried to understand, but his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of knocking and banging behind him.

Looking back, I saw Ai Chan rolling up his sleeves, holding up half of his body, squatting on the ground and smashing it hard... smashing it?

...What does this mean?

Jiu Nian didn't understand, and neither did Qing Bai. Was this Ai Chan's way of compensating the little monkey? Was he going to destroy the magical artifact in front of the victimized monkey to vent his anger? Or was he going to swear an oath to show his determination?

Noticing the two's puzzled looks, Fatty Qi, who had been watching the entire process, came over and whispered to Qing Baijiunian, "Zhi Liao said that when these Kapalua are in a whole bunch, they naturally have a suppressive and deterrent effect on ghosts and monsters, but once they are ground into powder, they become a tonic that nourishes the souls of ghosts and monsters, so..."

"So he plans to use that half brick to grind the string of bone beads that represent his sect's eighteen generations of ancestors into powder?" Qing Bai looked at Ai Chan as if she were a fool. "Did the Monkey King and his mother agree to let him use the skull as compensation?"

"Yeah." Qi Xiaopang, "You agree...right?"

"Is that so?"

Qi Xiaopang couldn't help but babble, "Actually, the little monkey never blamed the cicada, and the mother monkey even less. She couldn't understand human language, and only vaguely knew that the little monkey was harmed by the monks in the temple, and she didn't know there was a twist in the story."

"Perhaps it was through smell? Or perhaps the miraculous connection between mother and child? Anyway, they found out the little monkey's remains were inside the clay statue in the temple. The Monkey King had been trying to overturn the statue for years, but the old monk had tampered with the red rope tied around it, making it impossible for the monkeys and ordinary people to touch it."

Qing Bai recalled how the Monkey King had just entered the dilapidated temple and placed the peach branch and cicada on the altar, wanting to touch the clay statue but then retracting his hand... The old monk had truly committed a great sin, and it was only right that his brow bone bead had been ground to dust by his disciple.

"...The Monkey King only wanted to use Zhihua's help to free the little monkey from the clay statue. He had no intention of harming him."

Qing Bai: "How do you know so clearly?"

The shared memories in the clay statue don’t include the shared thoughts of the Monkey King, right?

After hearing Qing Bai's question, Qi Xiaopang's eyes instantly turned full of resentment, mixed with a hint of accusation, and he dragged his voice and said, "Just now, when Zhiliao mustered up the courage to talk to them about compensation, the little monkey translated for him."

Qing Bai said "oh" to indicate that he understood.

Qi Xiaopang's gaze was even more accusatory, and he complained like a child throwing a tantrum, "Didn't you say they weren't talking about anything? That the signals between the monkeys weren't enough to form a language? How could the little monkeys translate anything?"

You were just trying to fool me before! Qi Xiaopang's face clearly showed this.

"How should I know? I'm not a monkey." Qing Bai looked calm, not at all embarrassed by being exposed.

Qi Xiaopang's eyes widened. "But aren't you Lingxi? You know that Xiao... Xiao Wan Yu!"

Qing Bai swung his tail and lied with his eyes open: "What do you mean by Lingxi? Do you think I look like Lingxi? I ​​am a cat."

"Curb your unbridled curiosity and stop wanting to know everything. Otherwise, next time you enter the crevice, just go find the lord and possess him. He'll know everything about the past without you even asking."

Qi Xiaopang muttered, "...Then I shouldn't be that unlucky, right?"

Qing Bai calculated how often Fatty Qi was targeted in the cracks, and said sincerely, "You never know."

Even Jiu Nian looked at Qi Xiaopang seriously, his brows slightly furrowed, and a strange look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Qing, please stop insulting me." Qi Xiaopang surrendered. "Now I should worry more about how to deal with those people outside."

Qing Bai looked at it calmly: "There's nothing to worry about, just wait... I'm just a little cat delivery man."

"Waiting for what?"

"I called the police and waited for them." Qing Bai paused, "Maybe the ambulance arrived first. They just called 120."

Fat Qi suddenly slapped his forehead and said anxiously, "Oh right! Takeout! I almost forgot we're here to deliver food to Chushan!"

The delivery fee is one million!

"Brother Qing, brother, brother! Where are the peaches? Where's the basket of big, sweet peaches we brought from home?" Fat Qi was even more excited than Qing Bai, the serious delivery man. "The Monkey King is right here! Wouldn't it be enough to just give it to him? With the little monkey here, we can let him translate for us and even give him a five-star review right on the spot!"

Qing Bai, who had not been active for many days and even had to use a mobile phone to get around, looked up at Jiu Nian: Where is Tao'er?

Jiu Nian received Qing Bai's gaze, thought for a moment, and then turned his gaze to the anxious Qi Xiaopang with absolute certainty: "When we go up the mountain, you will carry the peaches."

Fat Qi froze, thinking carefully. It seemed...indeed...it seemed...probably he was the one carrying the peaches. However, he said, "I got heatstroke halfway up the mountain, and Zhiliao took over to help me lighten the load...so where are the peaches now?"

Qing Bai glanced at Ai Chan, who was working hard to smash the skewers with clean sleeves: "Good question."

Not in this temple anyway.

Qi Xiaopang wanted to cry. The one million that was within their grasp was gone!