nyslfriends Chapter 63: Buddha's Personal Approval, Sun Wukong Completely Explodes
Chapter 63: Buddha's Personal Approval, Sun Wukong Completely Explodes
A mountain breeze blew, and the half-finished account book rustled.
No one spoke.
The newly demolished supervisor's office was still smoking, and broken whips and shattered dominoes left behind by the Yellow-Eyebrowed Boy lay on the ground. But at this moment, no one cared about those things.
Sun Wukong stared at the line of text, his eyelids twitching.
"Read it again."
Chen Fan didn't look up, and his voice was very low.
"By the Buddha's own approval, the Lion Camel Ridge project will continue."
Sun Wukong reached out and snatched the account book away.
He flipped through it very quickly.
He almost shook the pages apart.
The more he turned over, the tighter and tighter the flesh on his face became.
There's more than one page after this.
How many people did Lion Camel Ridge eat? How many corpses did it transport? How much tribute did it take? Where were they sent? Who gave their approval? Who stamped their seal? It all has to do with it.
Lingshan was not unaware of the situation.
Mount Ling is the main tent.
The Bull Demon King leaned over and took a look, his teeth clenching.
"These bald guys are darker than monsters."
Rolling Curtain's face turned pale, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
"I suspected their hands were dirty, but I didn't expect them to be this dirty."
Red Boy cursed and kicked over a bronze stove next to him.
The stove rolled a long way and crashed into the wall with a loud bang.
Sun Wukong was still flipping through the pages.
When he flipped to the middle, his hand suddenly stopped.
The edges of that page were blackened, as if it had been scorched by fire. It was stamped with a large seal, but the pattern on it was not the lotus platform pattern commonly used in Lingshan; instead, it was a palm print pressing down on clouds and thunder.
Roller recognized her immediately; even her voice had changed.
"Suppressing official documents."
Chen Fan's eyes darkened.
Are you sure?
The curtain rolled up and nodded.
"I saw it once in front of the Flowing Sand River. That time, the one being brought down was a mountain demon king, and the charge was disturbing the incense offerings. They used this seal."
The veins on the back of Sun Wukong's hands bulged out one by one.
"Continue."
The curtain rolled up, pointing to the smaller characters below, and read them out one by one.
"Apes are difficult to tame. We must first use the Heavenly Court to suppress their leader, and then have Mount Ling continue to suppress their fate, as a warning to other species."
There was a brief silence on the field.
next moment.
boom!
Sun Wukong smashed down with his staff, and the entire ruins of the overseer's office split in two on the spot.
Rock fragments flew everywhere.
Several old trees nearby were snapped in half.
Even the Bull Demon King was forced to take a half step back by that force.
Sun Wukong leaned on his golden cudgel, head bowed, his shoulders heaving.
"I see."
"I see!"
He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot.
"They forced me to cause trouble in Heaven."
"They were the ones who suppressed me for five hundred years."
"The Heavenly Court took the chains, and Mount Ling repaired the seal; I became a monkey show for the Three Realms."
By the end, his voice was hoarse.
The people around felt a chill in their hearts.
This is not speculation.
The accounts are written very clearly.
When Sun Wukong wreaked havoc in Heaven, he didn't just get a free ride to Mount Ling later.
They've been in the bureau from the very beginning.
Chen Fan looked at him but didn't speak immediately.
At times like these, offering advice too early is like adding fuel to the fire.
Sun Wukong suddenly turned around.
"I'm going to Lingshan too."
"Let's go now."
He picked up his stick and left.
With one step, the rocks beneath his feet shattered.
The Bull Demon King instinctively followed suit: "I'll go too."
Red Boy was even more decisive: "I'll go burn down the mountain gate too."
Rolling Curtain also gripped the demon-slaying staff tightly.
The atmosphere instantly became lively.
The smell of gunpowder was so strong it was pungent.
Chen Fan suddenly raised his hand.
"Stop right there!"
Sun Wukong didn't stop.
Chen Fan stepped directly in front of him.
"If you went up to Mount Ling now, how many temples could you smash?"
Sun Wukong stared at him, his chest heaving violently.
"Smash as many as you can."
"and then?"
Chen Fan retorted with a single sentence.
"Can you find the true body of the Tathagata? Can you withstand the encirclement of Buddhas all over the mountain? Can you bring back all the people we saved up before us?"
Sun Wukong fell silent.
But he gripped the stick in his hand tighter and tighter.
Chen Fan speaks very quickly.
"What we're tearing down now is the tent, not the mountain gate."
"The account book is in my hand, and this is the knife."
"If you rush in, this knife will be gone first."
"They'd love for you to go mad right now. Once you're on Mount Ling, they can nail you to the ground, saying you're incorrigible and that you're still that demon monkey that needs to be suppressed."
Sun Wukong's eye twitched violently.
That sentence really hit home.
Chen Fan took a step forward.
"If you want to get reimbursed, I'll go too."
"Not today."
"Today's clash is a death sentence."
"First, gather everyone together, dig out all the threads, and pull over everyone who needs to be pulled. The Seven Great Sages haven't all returned yet, the threads on the White Dragon's side haven't been reconnected, and the offering chain is only half torn. What are you going to use to attack the Spirit Mountain stronghold?"
The Bull Demon King calmed down and replied in a deep voice.
"Chen Fan is right."
"A real attack on the mountain gate isn't just a matter of you hitting me with a stick and me hitting you with an axe."
"Old Jiao hasn't secured his position yet, and Peng Demon King hasn't shown his face. If we attack now, it'll just be considered causing trouble."
Red Boy, who was already in a fit of rage, also kept his face down and remained silent upon hearing this.
Roller blinds are more direct.
"Lingshan Society has set a trap."
"They are the best at waiting for people to get excited."
Sun Wukong stood still, his teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.
After a long while, he suddenly swung his golden cudgel horizontally and slammed it into the ground.
"it is good."
"I'll endure it this time too."
"But I, Old Sun, remember this debt to the last detail."
Chen Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He took the ledger back and continued flipping through it.
The more he flipped through the pages, the more his brow furrowed.
The following pages no longer only describe Lion Camel Ridge.
There are other places too.
Chechi Old Temple, Sacrifice Secret Treasury, Haoshan Fire Offering, Record of the Escort of the Monkeys of Beiju Luzhou...
Every stroke of the pen is related to incense, human life, and offerings.
More importantly, several transfer slips were also tucked inside the ledger.
The Heavenly Court intervened to suppress it.
Lingshan took over the transfer.
Both sides clearly distinguished themselves.
It wasn't an occasional collaboration.
It's a single line that lasts all year round.
The Bull Demon King cursed under his breath.
"No wonder some demon kings have died as soon as they emerged over the years. I thought it was just my short life, but it turns out someone was specifically there to collect them."
Suddenly, the curtain reached out and pressed down on one of the pages.
"Wait."
Everyone looked over.
This page contains very few words; it describes a place called "Listening to Sutras Platform".
On the surface, it appears to be a secluded temple outside Mount Ling, used for preaching. But the line of vermilion annotation below is glaringly obvious.
—Ape No. 3, transferred to the Listening to Sutra Platform. Locked in seven layers of consciousness. To be used after transformation.
Red Boy was stunned for a moment.
"What does 'awaiting processing before use' mean?"
Roller Curtain's face was grim.
"I've seen this claim before."
"Some stubborn ones, don't kill them. Lock them up first, wear them down. Once their spirit is worn away, then plant the seed, then release them to be used as dogs."
The Bull Demon King frowned.
"Phallus type three?"
Sun Wukong had already torn that page over.
His eyes darted around quickly, and the more he looked, the darker his face became.
"There is an old note preceding this line."
Chen Fan leaned closer to take a look.
The characters are very small, as if they were added later.
—Suspected to be a branch of the Tongbi meridian. It may be related to the macaque king's territory.
The room fell silent.
The Monkey King.
The moment the name was mentioned, the Bull Demon King's expression changed.
Of the seven great sages, the Macaque King was always elusive and used strange methods. Later, when Sun Wukong got into trouble, the other sages either scattered or went into hiding, and the Macaque King simply disappeared without a trace.
Everyone thought he had died outside.
Unexpectedly, the person may have never died.
He was locked up.
Sun Wukong slowly raised his head.
"Where is the sutra-listening platform?"
Chen Fan continued flipping through the pages.
Finally, a simple diagram was found in the tucked-up pages.
The image is not large.
The drawing is very rough.
There were three Buddhist seals and a dark path marked on it.
There are three words written at the end.
Listening platform.
There is also a note next to it.
"The land is near the sacred mountain, so open collateral is not permitted. We must traverse the hidden realm of Sumeru."
The roller shutter gasped.
"The Dark Realm of Sumeru?"
The Bull Demon King frowned.
"What kind of hellhole is that?"
Rolling Curtain swallowed.
"At the foot of Mount Ling, there is a visible mountain and a hidden realm. On the surface, it is a Buddhist land, but in the shadows, it is a place for imprisoning people, transferring fortunes, and burying tents. Outsiders cannot find the entrance, and there are many sealing platforms inside. I had only heard about it before, but I had never actually seen it."
Red Boy got excited as soon as he heard that.
"That's perfect, let's burn it to the ground."
Chen Fan didn't nod immediately.
He squatted down and spread the simple diagram on the stone.
"We can't all rush in at once."
"The fact that this thing came from Huangmei Boy means there's already a loophole on Mount Ling. We need to dig along that loophole."
"Now there are two lines."
He held up two fingers.
"One more thing: continue investigating the supply chain. Lion Camel Ridge is just one entrance; there are other places beyond. Uncover everything and see how much they've actually consumed and who's running errands for them."
"Another option is to go to the sutra-listening platform and save people."
Sun Wukong did not hesitate for a moment.
"I'll go save them too."
The Bull Demon King nodded as well.
"If the Monkey King is really there, I'll go too."
Looking at the diagram, Juanlian said in a low voice, "The offering chain can't be broken either. I know the accounting path well; I'll check it."
Chen Fan quickly made the assignments.
"Old Niu, Roll Up the Curtain, you take a group of men and continue searching along the points marked on the tent. Especially the line to Beiju Luzhou. It's far away there, the best place to hide things."
"Red Boy, you follow me and roll up the curtain. Your fire is fierce; if you encounter the hidden chamber, you'll burn it to a crisp."
Red Boy grinned.
"I like this job."
Chen Fan then looked at Sun Wukong.
"Come with me. We'll go to the sutra-listening platform."
Sun Wukong nodded readily.
"OK."
The Bull Demon King glanced at him and lowered his voice.
"Monkey, don't get carried away again."
Sun Wukong twitched the corners of his mouth, his smile somewhat menacing.
"rest assured."
"This time I'll go and collect them too."
Upon hearing this, even the Bull Demon King couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Everyone knows that the more the monkey tells you to hold back, the more ruthless he becomes when he actually attacks.
Chen Fan tucked the torn page into his pocket, already making plans in his mind.
The Listening to Sutras Platform line is likely connected to more than one branch of the Monkey King lineage.
The tent was specially marked with "Ape No. 3".
That means there are number one and number two ahead of it.
Nobody knows for sure what's under control.
More importantly, why is Lingshan fixated on the ape species?
Sun Wukong being suppressed back then was not an isolated case.
They are collecting monkeys.
It's like cutting off a blood vessel.
Just as Chen Fan thought of this, the system suddenly vibrated.
[Key closed-loop clue detected]
[Listening Platform: Special Prison for Apes]
[The Dark Realm of Sumeru: A Hidden Area at the Foot of Mount Ling]
[Recommendation: Infiltrate first]
Chen Fan's gaze darkened further.
This is a place we must visit.
Night gradually descended.
Everyone quickly split up to prepare.
The Bull Demon King went to summon the sentries outside the mountain, rolled up the curtains to tidy the accounts, and Red Boy set fire to everything that could be burned left in the overseer's office. Once the fire started, half the mountain was bathed in red light.
Sun Wukong sat by the stone platform without saying a word.
He held the tattered page of "Apes are hard to tame" in his hand for a long time, then folded it up little by little and stuffed it into his pocket.
Chen Fan walked over and handed him a pot of wine.
Sun Wukong accepted the drink but didn't drink it.
"Chen Fan".
"Um."
"If the Monkey King is still alive, I'll go and bring him out too."
"I can't bring it out."
Sun Wukong raised his head, his eyes hardening with coldness.
"Then I'll go and dismantle the sutra-listening platform too."
Chen Fan looked at him and nodded.
"That's more like it."
Not far away, the roller blind had already redrawn the road on the simplified map.
He pointed to the last mark on the map and whispered, "The entrance is probably not on the mountain."
"At the foot of the mountain."
"It's not a clear path yet."
"The Sumeru Dark Realm is said to be accessible by descending the abandoned offering path at the foot of Mount Ling. The entrance is sealed off year-round, and the area outside is filled with discarded incense ash and broken prayer flags."
Upon hearing this, the Bull Demon King turned around.
"At the foot of Mount Ling?"
Rolling Curtain nodded, his voice even lower.
"Yes."
"The platform for listening to sutras is not located in the outer courtyard."
"It's located right at the foot of Ling Mountain."
The mountain wind whipped up sparks, which landed on the simple drawing.
Chen Fan stared at those three words, and his heart sank.
At the foot of Lingshan Mountain.
The Dark Realm of Sumeru.
This is not about touching the edge.
This is like stabbing someone in the waistband with a knife.
Sun Wukong slowly stood up, his golden hair on his shoulders trembling in the night wind.
He stared westward, grinning to reveal a set of teeth.
"it is good."
"I'll go take a look too."
"Just how many shady things are those bald guys hiding at the bottom of the mountain?"