chsdbacks Chapter 404: Plenty of Strength and Means
Chapter 404: Plenty of Strength and Means
When the two arrived at the temple, they saw ancient trees towering into the sky and smoke curling around. Although the temple was not grand, it had a solemn atmosphere. Zhang Jianjun was about to knock on the door when he heard the sound of chanting from inside the temple, which seemed to be mixed with some unusual noises. Sun Wukong frowned slightly and gently pulled Zhang Jianjun, signaling him to be careful.
"Master, there seems to be something strange in this temple. Let me go in and find out what it is." After Sun Wukong said this, he flashed and turned into a golden light and disappeared into the temple. Not long after, he returned with a serious expression, holding an unconscious little monk in his hand.
"Master, this little monk has been invaded by evil spirit and is unconscious. There is indeed a demon in the temple." Sun Wukong gently placed the little monk on the ground, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.
Zhang Jianjun's heart tightened when he heard this, but he knew he couldn't retreat at this moment. He stepped forward to check on the little monk's injuries and found that he was only injured by the evil spirit and was not seriously injured. He took out the elixir he carried with him and fed it to him. The little monk's face gradually became rosy and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Thank you for saving us," the young monk said weakly, and then said anxiously, "The monster has only appeared recently. Every night it transforms into a human form and sneaks into the temple to absorb the energy of the monks. Many people in the temple have been harmed. Although the masters tried their best to resist, they were no match for the monster."
When Sun Wukong heard this, a cold look flashed in his eyes: "How dare a mere monster act so arrogantly here! Master, you wait here while I, Sun Wukong, take care of that monster."
After saying this, Sun Wukong was about to leave, but Zhang Jianjun quickly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, Great Sage. We need to make a long-term plan. Since the monster can run rampant in the temple, it must have some strengths. We must not underestimate the enemy."
Sun Wukong thought about it and felt that Zhang Jianjun's words made sense, so he nodded in agreement. After discussion, the three decided that Zhang Jianjun and Sun Wukong would enter the temple together to lure the monster out, while the little monk would stay outside to take care of it.
Entering the temple, it was already dark, and the moonlight shone through the dilapidated window frames, adding a bit of eeriness. The two carefully shuttled between the temples, looking for traces of the monster. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the candles in the temple went out one after another, and the surroundings fell into darkness.
"Who are you, the demon? How dare you play tricks here!" Sun Wukong shouted, holding the golden cudgel in his hand, ready to fight at any time.
A sneer came from the darkness: "Hmph, just two mortals dare to ruin my good deeds?" Before the words fell, a black shadow rushed out from the darkness and rushed towards Zhang Jianjun.
Sun Wukong was quick-witted and swift-handed. He swung his golden hoop and knocked the shadow away. After the shadow landed, it turned into a monster wearing a black robe and with a ferocious face. It held a bone carving knife that shone with cold light, and its eyes were like torches, staring at Sun Wukong and Zhang Jianjun.
"So it's a black wind monster!" Sun Wukong sneered, "Today I will let you see how powerful I am!"
After saying that, Sun Wukong suddenly jumped up, and the golden hoop smashed at the black wind monster like a violent storm. The black wind monster was not to be outdone, and danced with the bone carving knife tightly, fighting with Sun Wukong. The two fought hard, and for a while the sound of metal clashing could be heard in the temple.
Zhang Jianjun saw this and knew he couldn't just stand by and watch. He took a deep breath and mobilized the remaining mana in his body, trying to find the flaws of the Black Wind Monster. After some observation, he found that although the Black Wind Monster attacked fiercely, there was a short pause after each attack. He was secretly happy and decided to use this opportunity to give the Black Wind Monster a fatal blow.
Just as the Black Wind Monster launched another fierce attack, Zhang Jianjun suddenly flashed and appeared behind the Black Wind Monster. He formed seals with his hands and shouted, "Vajra subdues the devil!" As he shouted, a golden light shot out from his palm and hit the Black Wind Monster on the back.
The Black Wind Monster was caught off guard and was hit by the golden light. It immediately let out a shrill scream. It staggered and almost lost its balance. Seeing this, Sun Wukong took advantage of the situation and swung his stick down, hitting the Black Wind Monster's crown. With a loud "bang", the Black Wind Monster's body instantly exploded and turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated into nothingness.
After the battle, the temple returned to peace. Zhang Jianjun and Sun Wukong smiled at each other, both feeling the joy of victory. They walked out of the temple and saw the young monk waiting anxiously. Seeing the two return safely, the young monk was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.
"Thank you very much for your great kindness, both donors! Our temple is finally at peace." The young monk thanked them repeatedly and invited them to stay overnight to express his gratitude.
Sun Wukong gladly accepted the young monk's invitation. That night, they had dinner together in the temple and had a great conversation. Zhang Jianjun told Sun Wukong about his experiences, and Sun Wukong shared his adventures on the journey to obtain scriptures.
After dinner, Sun Wukong and Zhang Jianjun took a walk in the yard. Sun Wukong looked up at the starry sky and said with emotion: "This time, I have conquered the demons and monsters, which can be regarded as a merit. However, there are many demons in this world, and I, Sun Wukong, must continue to protect the people." Zhang Jianjun nodded and said: "What the Great Sage said is very true. Although my magic power is low, I am willing to do my part."
The next morning, Sun Wukong and Zhang Jianjun said goodbye to the little monk and continued their journey. They believed that in the days to come, there would be more challenges waiting for them, but as long as there was justice in their hearts, they would be able to defeat all evil.
As we walked along, it was already noon.
Zhang Jianjun said to Sun Wukong: "Wukong, go get some vegetarian food. I am a little hungry!"
Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Master, there is no village in front of us, and no shop behind us. Where can we go to beg for food? I think we should just be patient!"
"You monkey, just go when I tell you to!" Zhang Jianjun waved his hands helplessly.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong had no choice but to fly away on a cloud.
After a while, Sun Wukong brought back some fruits.
"Is that all?" Zhang Jianjun looked embarrassed.
"There are really not many houses around here." Sun Wukong scratched his head.
Just then, a breeze blew by, bringing the aroma of food.
"What a nice smell!" Sun Wukong sniffed his nose and followed the scent.
It turned out that a family not far away was cooking.
Sun Wukong ran over and explained his purpose.
But at this time, Zhang Jianjun was still waiting for Sun Wukong to come back.
After a while, I suddenly heard the roar of a tiger in the distance.
Zhang Jianjun was startled and looked around. He saw a huge tiger jumping out of the woods and rushing towards him. Zhang Jianjun had no time to dodge and could only close his eyes and pray silently.
In a flash, the tiger opened its bloody mouth, showing its sharp teeth, and pounced on Zhang Jianjun. However, Zhang Jianjun calmly picked up the Zen stick in his hand and nimbly dodged to the side. He stared at the tiger closely, full of vigilance and calmness.
"Humph, I'm not the delicate Tang Monk. I have strength and skills!" Zhang Jianjun whispered with a hint of disdain in his tone. He held the Zen stick tightly with both hands, raised it with force, and hit the tiger hard.