When Zhen Yuanzi saw Lin Han appear, his expression was bitter.
As Lin Han said, he became a chess piece in the Buddhist game and a stepping stone for Jin Chanzi on his journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
How can this be possible?
Anger filled Zhen Yuanzi's heart.
Since he was born, all the gods and demons in the heavens would greet him politely when they saw him, and no one ever dared to use him as a chess piece.
Now, he is a pawn.
The Buddhist sect actually dared to frame him.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay for now." Lin Han stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It seems that I have won this bet!"
"Wait until I find Master Jin Chanzi and his disciple, and then I will talk to you in detail about this matter." Zhen Yuanzi said.
"Don't you want to save the ginseng fruit tree first?" Lin Han asked.
After saying this, Zhen Yuanzi stopped and looked at Lin Han in surprise.
"Fellow Daoist, do you have a way to heal my ginseng fruit tree?" Zhen Yuanzi asked anxiously.
"Of course there is, but there's a price." Lin Han said: "Ten ginseng fruits, and I'll help you heal the ginseng fruit tree."
"This..." Zhen Yuanzi's pupils shrank: "Daoyou, isn't this a bit too much?"
"If you think it's too much, there is another person who can cure the ginseng fruit, and she won't charge you for any benefits." Lin Han said with a confident smile.
"who?"
"Guanyin."
Lin Han stroked his beard.
"You are in the middle of a trap. Although the Buddhist sect has set you up, they dare not truly destroy your foundation. Naturally, they have a way to heal the ginseng fruit tree, so they dare to indulge that monkey to act recklessly."
Guanyin healed the ginseng fruit tree, so Zhen Yuanzi owed Buddhism a favor. He could no longer vent his anger on the monkeys for stealing the ginseng fruit.
Let Jin Chanzi survive a hardship at the hands of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi had some ginseng fruits eaten, Guanyin healed the tree, and Zhen Yuanzi owed Buddhism a favor.
Buddhism makes a lot of money.
"If you want to establish a connection with Buddhism, just ignore what I said and go find Guanyin. Just return the Nine-eared Grape and the ginseng fruit to me. I won't care about anything else."
Lin Han laughed out loud.
His laughter sounded particularly sharp in Zhen Yuanzi's ears, and his face darkened.
'You are in the game.'
These few short words stimulated him all the time.
After catching Jin Chanzi and summoning Guanyin, he was still in the game and was still being plotted against by the Buddhists.
If he asks Lin Han to repair the tree, he will lose ten ginseng fruits.
His foundation had just been destroyed, and Lin Han asked for an exorbitant price for it, which filled him with rage.
This account is settled above Buddhism.
If he realized it later and had no other choice but to let Buddhism heal the ginseng fruit tree, then he might have swallowed his anger and endured it.
Now that Lin Han is the choice, he doesn't want to endure it.
"Eight ginseng fruits, please help me heal this tree." Zhen Yuanzi said gritting his teeth.
He would rather pay some price than seek help from Buddhism.
He tricked him into going to Miluotian and then destroyed his ginseng fruit tree. If Taoist Han had not appeared, he would have been plotted against later.
The layers of calculations made him feel very unhappy.
Without sorting out this knot in his heart, his cultivation would not be able to advance any further.
"Including the bet between you and me, nine ginseng fruits will make up the maximum number." Lin Han said.
Ginseng fruit trees are planted in the medicinal garden of Lutai, and they should be the offspring of Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit.
However, the ginseng fruit in Lutai is not ripe yet.
Moreover, ginseng fruit is difficult to preserve, so it is precious, and Lin Han himself does not have any.
He had another intention in asking for such a huge reward, which was to provoke Zhen Yuanzi. He wanted to vent his anger on Jin Chanzi and even on Buddhism.
"Okay!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a pain in his heart.
"Good, smart deal."
Lin Han and Zhen Yuanzi went to the fairy fruit garden in the backyard.
Seeing the ginseng fruit tree that had lost all its spiritual energy and collapsed on the ground, Zhen Yuanzi still looked distressed and his anger grew even stronger.
"change!"
Lin Han formed seals with his hands and waved his hands. The ginseng fruit tree that had fallen to the ground stood up from the ground as if time had gone back.
The ginseng fruits in the soil seemed to be attracted by something special. They came out one by one and returned to the ginseng fruit tree to hang on it.
In just one stick of incense, the ginseng fruit tree regained its vitality, the earth veins were repaired, and it reconnected with the earth veins of Wanshou Mountain.
Except for the eaten ginseng fruit, all twenty-three ginseng fruits are intact.
"Fellow Daoist, what kind of method is this?" Zhen Yuanzi asked in shock.
"Let's go back in time." Lin Han withdrew his hand and said with a smile.
"I admire you so much." Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed in amazement.
"Don't be too quick to admire me. Here are the ginseng fruit and my Jiusuihe." Lin Han said, stretching out his hand.
Although Zhen Yuanzi was in a bad mood, he was still very cheerful.
He took out the golden hammer, knocked down nine ginseng fruits, plus nine ears of wheat, and gave them to Lin Han.
"Fellow Daoist, you are straightforward." Lin Han put the ginseng fruit away straightforwardly.
"I will deal with the matter of Jin Chanzi first. Fellow Daoist, you may as well rest in my temple for two days. After this matter is dealt with, I will invite you for tea?" Zhen Yuanzi said.
"No problem!" Lin Han smiled and nodded, "Then I'll rest here for two days."
Lin Han followed Qingfeng Mingyue to the guest room.
Zhen Yuanzi's spiritual consciousness spread out, turning into a stream of light and flying to the west.
…
"Wuzhen, you are too naughty. We were treated so well, but you stole their ginseng fruit and knocked down the tree. I'm afraid that Zhenyuan Daxian will not let you go when he comes back."
"You've really gotten into big trouble this time."
"What should I do? Amitabha, I can't afford to pay for that ginseng fruit tree."
"well!"
All along the way, there was the sound of Jin Chanzi chattering.
Liu'er Mihou, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing knew that they were in trouble and were concentrating on their journey.
"Buddha, please forgive me for not disciplining my child strictly." Jin Chanzi sighed and shook his head while riding on his horse.
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