A woman's startled cry rang out, followed by a surprised and delighted inquiry: "Sister, young master, what are you two doing here?!"
Xu Milu covered her nose and barely opened her eyes. When she saw Yin Wenjiao standing in front of her and the monk Sanzang sitting awkwardly smiling to the side, a stream of tears rolled down her cheeks.
She just wanted to attend a banquet, why did she have to use the name of the Buddhist monk Sanzang to describe her?!
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After an incense stick had burned, Xu Milu sat on a stool with a handkerchief on her nose, tears still streaming down her face, while Chenxiang, who had just escaped a calamity, stared at Tang Sanzang with accusatory eyes.
"Oh dear, what should we do? A young lady's skin is so delicate. What if it leaves a scar? Liu'er, how could you be so careless? Look, look! Your beautiful face is now covered in bruises. If even the slightest injury is left on Sister Xu's face, I will never forgive you!"
Yin Wenjiao felt sorry for Xu Milu and scolded her son at the same time, with a lot of indignation. Seeing Tang Sanzang's helpless and resigned expression, Xu Milu knew that there was finally some warmth between them like that between a mother and son.
"Sister Yin, please don't be angry. It was my fault. I forgot that this was the underworld and used the escape technique carelessly. Besides, the monk had already withdrawn the Buddha's light. I just didn't react in time and bumped into him. Besides, I'm tough and will be fine in a couple of days."
Xu Milu covered her nose, lamenting that she had been too reckless. If it had been some other deadly deity who had been there instead of the Tang Monk, she would have been badly injured, if not killed.
This also taught her a lesson: she should never use escape techniques to get close to gods and bodhisattvas again, otherwise even their passive skill, Buddha's Light, which they use for protection, could cause her great suffering.
The Tripitaka Master was born a Buddhist, and after attaining Buddhahood, he became even more compassionate. The Buddha's light he just used was only to block out Yin Wenjiao because he was worried that she might be in danger.
Seeing that the junior was injured, he didn't feel embarrassed to apologize. Instead, he waved his hand lightly, and a golden Buddhist light flashed. Xu Milu felt a cool sensation on her face, as if she was bathed in Buddhist light. Her injury was restored to normal, without any discomfort.
"The Tripitaka Master has great magical powers. Thank you for your compassion."
Xu Milu pulled Chenxiang to bow obediently. Although she should address Tang Sanzang as "Grandmaster" according to seniority, she only addressed him as "Master" because Yin Wenjiao was present.
—It wouldn't be right if I called you Grandmaster and you called me Aunt, and we each called each other that, that would be a mess.
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