C303 Bodhisattva and Little Black

"Ahahahaha …" "Monk, this is my nickname. I can't help but laugh. I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore."

It was already noon of the second day, and the mad voice of the small black cloth was still resounding beside my ears. I helplessly looked at the two fellows in front of me who had materialized their figures in the room. I felt a headache coming on.

Last night, the small black cloth suddenly 'woke up' from that dormant state. At that time, it was exactly when Bodhisattva Bodhisattva said the name Buddhist Monk, then the cyan-clothed youth's small black cloth suddenly appeared beside the white-faced Buddha Bodhisattva, pointing at the Bodhisattva and laughed maniacally.

I forgot to mention, Bodhisattva is the name I gave to the White-faced Buddha. Its memories seem to have become blank, leaving behind only a body of weakened abilities. It was not the majestic buddhist nature of Kitigarbha during the day, nor was it the unstoppable evil nature that Kitigarbha displayed during the night. The aura on its body made it hard to tell what it looked like.

Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on my desk like an old monk in meditation. Below him, a lotus seat emitted a gray light. On the other hand, the azure-dressed youth who had transformed from small black cloth stood under the table, and laughed maniacally as she ruthlessly kicked the table's legs.

Finally, at this moment, the Bodhisattva's tiny body on the lotus seat opened his eyes. His face was solemn as he pointed at Blacky. "Laughing Buddha, you shall be punished by the whips of hell."

The two brats suddenly appeared beside the small black cloth and used an iron rope to wrap around it. The small black cloth cried out and jumped back to dodge, at the same time blowing away the two little brats in front of him.

"You can't do anything to laozi when the Underworld is in good condition, but you still want to touch me after transforming into that ball …" Haha … "Ugh …" What did I just say? " The small black cloth had gone crazy for the seventh time since last night. He was spouting nonsense, but he didn't even know what he was saying.

Dong! With a dull thud, Little Black laid on the ground. The Bodhisattva appeared behind it, and in its hand was the small Eight Treasures Demon Fighting Pestle. Looking at Little Black who was lying on the ground, it calmly put away the Demon Fighter Pestle, clasped its hands, and bowed towards the small black cloth.

"Good, good, good. If you don't enter hell, then who will." Bodhisattva had a look of pity on his face.

Sap! I felt as if ten thousand mud horses were running wild in my heart. Looking at the white headed Bodhisattva that was only as tall as my calf, it was really hard for me to relate this fellow to a god sitting on a lotus throne. Its expression made me understand that Sap could hit you like this. I was seriously hitting you, so beating Sap was not a disgrace to me.

"You yourself have already become like this, yet you still dare to find trouble with me!" Blacky crawled up from the ground and touched its own hair to discover that it did not have a messy hairstyle. Then, it ran towards Bodhisattva with a 'yaya ya ya' sound.

"Enough! Be quiet! " With a thought, Blacky changed into its own black piece of cloth and appeared in my hands. Bodhisattva calmly climbed up the table and sat on its own lotus seat as he chanted an incantation.

"No, I have to get it back!" The small black cloth continued to shout, and it seemed to want to struggle free from my grasp.

"That's enough, be quiet. Can you move a Bodhisattva!?" This was the second most important thing the small black cloth had done for Bodhisattva. However, for some reason, the poor child was unable to climb up to the desk where Bodhisattva was sitting.

He didn't know why, but ever since the small black cloth woke up, it seemed like it disliked the Bodhisattva no matter how it looked at it. He always said that there was a grudge between him and the Bodhisattva, but when I asked him what it was, he told me that he couldn't recall anything about it.

"Damn it!" It must be due to me being incomplete. Just you wait, I'll fix it and I'll beat you to death. " The small black cloth scolded the Bodhisattva unhappily, but the Bodhisattva ignored it and continued to recite from his lotus seat.

"Can you be quiet now? "Alright, now tell me what happened. How did you become like this?" The change in the small black cloth confused me. When he suddenly appeared, it was as if he had gone mad, always saying some crazy things or doing something crazy. For example, targeting the Bodhisattva was one of those crazy things.

"I don't know! I don't know what's going on, but you have to get the rest of me back. I feel like I'm going crazy... It must be because he ate that dragon Gu, it must be … "

"I'm not asking you why you're crazy, what does it have to do with you? I'm asking you what happened to the soul of the dragon Gu you swallowed! Have you digested all of it? Do you still remember what you said back then?! " Initially, I didn't know what kind of power the dragon Gu had after transforming into a soul, but after seeing the dragon Gu, I started to salivate over the kind of power Xiao Hei spoke of. If I had the kind of free flying ability like the dragon Gu … As I thought about it, my saliva started to drip.

"Not yet!" "I've only digested a little bit of it. That stuff is so unpalatable, just wait for me to digest it slowly. When I finish digesting it …"

"Buddha says that a lie cannot conceal the truth after all …" The Bodhisattva who was sitting on the lotus seat suddenly opened his eyes. It stared at the small black cloth and slowly spoke.

"He must have finished digesting it. Not a single bit is left …" "Damn it, you prodigal thing, are you sure I'm going to …" When the small black cloth finished speaking the truth, it immediately shouted angrily at the Buddha. However, the Bodhisattva had recovered its calm demeanor and sat on the lotus throne, solemnly chanting a sutra.

"Say what you want!" I was shocked. Just now, when the Bodhisattva spoke, there was clearly an unfathomable force that descended upon the small black cloth, and the small black cloth could not help but cut off the lie and speak the truth.

"If you don't want to wash the toilet, then just obediently spit out seventy percent of my money. Don't even think about lying, I'll let Bodhisattva supervise you. " Since the small black cloth were dishonest, they could not use any unyielding method to deal with it. Using the most violent method to make it submit was the best way to deal with this kind of person.

"What a waste …" The small black cloth wailed, then said: "I can't give it to you now, and this is used to help you sense the sky. If I pour it into your body now, it will immediately dissipate, so you …"

"I won't listen to nonsense, just get to the point."

"You … "Let's go back to the place where we left those little monsters. This time, I'll have to borrow their power …" The small black cloth reluctantly said to me, but its words confused me for a long time. Where are the little monsters? Where is the little monster!

"The places where you used to store the Adhesive Red Antiques! We need to use them. " The small black cloth explained in a flustered manner, "You go over there first, and then do as I say. I will use all of that energy to help you sense the heavens."

It sounded very impressive! I glanced at the Bodhisattva that was sitting on the desk. It slowly stood up from the lotus seat and climbed down from the desk to transform back into the Eight Treasures Demon Fighting Pestle. However, this Eight Treasures Demon Fighting Pestle was no longer the two meter tall object from before. Instead, it was a small, pocket-sized Demon Fighter Pestle that was only the size of a fingernail.

Looking at it, I found a rope to slip through its Eight Treasures Wheel and put it on my wrist. This way, it would be much more convenient, and he wouldn't have to take that huge Demon Fighter Pestle and run around in order to attract attention.

I didn't notice that the small black cloth's words were constantly saying that it wanted to help me get through to the feeling of having smallpox, and was even wholeheartedly thinking that I could become that kind of scene where I could randomly fly around in the air. Thus, the moment I went downstairs, I called Wu Huai and told him to take me to the place where the Adhesive Red Object were stored. All of these things were brought over from the Weicheng to Chang'an, and were all stored in a large cellar in the shop.

Compared to the simple secret room that I made in Weicheng, the place where I kept those things is like a land of death. Fingerprint lock, iris authentication, infrared security alarm, and a steel door that was thirty centimeters thick. Wanting to silently enter this place was even harder than flying through the sky.

Everything inside was arranged in the same way as when I was in the Weicheng, in the secret room. The guarding jade tiger at the door, the order in which the Adhesive Red Object were displayed on the shelves, even to the point where the damp wooden table that seemed to have no meaning was placed exactly where it should be.

"Isn't it very restless these days?" Looking at the bronze statue of the Bodhisattva squatting in the corner, I asked Wu Huai. Wu Huai was under a lot of pressure as he entered this place. His face had already turned red, but he still clenched his teeth and held on. It wasn't until I realized what was happening and placed a specially prepared Jade Tiger in his hands that his expression slowly returned to normal.

"Yes, there will always be strange sounds coming from inside. This place is very soundproof, but it doesn't seem to be of any use at all. The sounds can be transmitted all the way to the pavilion that the security guards are guarding, and now there's a rumor that even if this place is haunted, no one would dare to guard this place."

"Haunted …" I muttered to myself. Actually, what they said wasn't wrong. If it were an ordinary person, wouldn't this place be haunted? Although it was not a ghost in the traditional sense.

"You can leave first, staying in this place for a long time is not good for your body." After all, Wu Huai was too old. Even with the protection of Yu Hu, he still couldn't withstand the attacks of these Adhesive Red Object s that infiltrated him bit by bit.

Wu Huai nodded his head and silently left the room. The bronze Buddha statue seemed to want to follow behind Wu Huai, but the tiger guarding the door didn't react. On the other hand, the small black cloth whipped it back.