Chapter 1031: Stealing the True Scripture

Xuanzang snorted coldly, looked at the disgusting and ugly faces of Ananda and Kasyapa, and scolded them directly from a moral high ground.

"My Buddhist sect is a sacred place. How could there be two of you with six impure senses? You have brought shame upon the Buddha!"

Ananda and Kashyapa certainly would not look good after being scolded like that.

"Qin Xuanzang, just because of what you just said, if you don't take out something valuable, don't even think about taking a scripture from us today."

"Yes, if you fail to complete the mission when you return, will the Emperor of Qin chop off your head?"

The hot-tempered Sun Wukong grabbed one of the venerables by the collar and was about to hit him with his other fist, but was stopped by Sha Wujing and Black Bear.

"Big Brother, calm down. This is the Great Leiyin Temple!"

"Yes, maybe the Buddha is watching us, Big Brother, you must not make any mistakes!"

Jin Chi hesitated and came behind Tang Seng, whispering: "Master, we still have a lot of gold and silver, why not give them to them? After all, the scriptures are important!"

When Ananda and Kasyapa heard that there was a lot of gold and silver, they couldn't hide the greedy looks on their faces. It was unclear whether they were pretending or acting in their true colors.

Xuanzang pushed Jin Chi away and said righteously, "I have gone through so many detours to get to this Leiyin Temple from the Great Qin in the East. Now, two random people dare to take money from my pocket. Do you think this is reasonable?"

As Xuanzang's loyal lackey, Zhu Bajie was the first to respond: "Master is right, why should we pay?"

The little carrot-headed Red Boy was not afraid of trouble and shouted noisily, "Yes, we have worked so hard on the journey, we should ask the Buddha to give us money!"

Xuanzang smiled and touched Red Boy’s head, saying, “This boy is teachable!”

Ananda and Kashyapa were also dumbfounded. How could Golden Cicada have changed so much after his reincarnation?

Xuanzang rushed forward and slapped one of them, knocking him to the ground.

"You two bastards, how dare you blackmail me? Today, I am only doing this for the sake of the Buddha. Otherwise, I would have killed you!"

After saying this, Xuanzang waved his hand, and several of his disciples frantically took the scriptures like bandits.

Ananda and Kasyapa collapsed to the ground, looking angry but not daring to speak, but there was resentment in the depths of their eyes.

The Buddha, who was chanting sutras with a group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids at this moment.

What's wrong with Xuanzang? He actually dared to snatch the scriptures in the Great Leiyin Temple openly. Does he still take the Buddha seriously?

There were more than 20 suitcases filled, and Xuanzang and others loaded them into a horse-drawn carriage, and the White Dragon Horse once again became a means of transportation.

However, after driving for a while, Xiaobailong felt something was wrong.

He has already reached Lingshan, and his merits have been fulfilled, so why can't he return to his original appearance?

It's impossible for Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tathagata Buddha to let the Dragon Prince of the West Sea be a horse for the rest of his life, right?

Jin Chi was driving the carriage while reciting scriptures with a guilty look on his face.

Today is a really crazy day. This group of people actually robbed the Buddhist scriptures and beat up the two venerables under the seat of Tathagata Buddha.

Xuanzang also saw through the old man's worries and advised with a smile: "I think you are getting more and more timid as you get older. The Buddha agreed for us to go get the scriptures. As for beating those two villains, it was purely because they tarnished the reputation of Buddhism."

The black bear felt itchy and touched a brand new scripture. He couldn't help but ask Xuanzang, "Master, I really want to see the difference between the books in the West and those outside. Why don't I open it now and let everyone see it together!"

Xuanzang smiled and nodded, then opened a book first. However, it was blank, without even a single word.

Zhu Bajie exclaimed: "This...what's going on? Have we been deceived?"

Sun Wukong flipped through several books in succession, but they were all scriptures without words.

The angry monkey took out his golden cudgel and prepared to return to Lingshan to settle accounts with the two venerables.

Xuanzang, who knew all the plot, had already anticipated it, but he did not expect the plot to change so much. The Buddhist sect still gave them a wordless scripture.

But it doesn’t matter, just watch how he does it!

The black bear asked timidly, "Master, do we need to go back again?"

At this moment, the carriage had stopped by the roadside, and everyone was waiting for Xuanzang's orders.

After all, if I don’t go back to get the real scriptures, all these years of detours would be in vain!

Xuanzang showed a tangled and helpless look on his face. He gently stroked the wordless scripture and said as if he had suddenly realized something:

"We can't go back. Anyway, we have the scriptures in our hands, so nothing else matters!"

Zhu Bajie scratched his head and said in confusion: "But Master, there is not a single word on these scriptures. If we bring them back to the Great Qin in the East, I'm afraid the old emperor will chop off our heads!"

Xuanzang smiled and rubbed Zhu Bajie's head: "You are such a useless pig brain. Let me ask you, have we been to the Great Leiyin Temple?"

"Yup!"

"Did we see the Buddha?"

"Right!"

"Did our scriptures come from the Buddhist treasure house?"

"indeed so!"

"That's it. As long as we are willing to admit it, then these are the real scriptures!"

Xuanzang laughed out loud, and with a big stroke of his brush, he wrote a few lines on a wordless scripture.

"You laugh at the Buddha's fear of anger, because it is not yet sad. I, the Buddha, have a kind heart to save the world. If you have no money, please go elsewhere!"

Zhu Bajie looked at the meaningless poem and couldn't help but complain: "Master, you are not planning to use these to report to the emperor!"

Xuanzang nodded and said, "Anyway, I will not return to the Great Leiyin Temple unless the Buddhist sect is willing to compensate me for my hard work over the years. You don't even give me a tael of silver, and you still want to ask me for money? It's simply wishful thinking!"

Tathagata, who was originally monitoring everything, had veins popping out on his forehead. Could it be that Xuanzang was planning to rebel?

If the pilgrim team really allowed a bunch of useless poems to return to the Qin Dynasty, let alone whether Buddhism could reap the merit and fortune, its status would instantly drop to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Avalokitesvara, go and ask Xuanzang and the others to come back to me!"

A figure hiding in the dark laughed. This Xuanzang was indeed interesting. He did not play by the rules at all. He was most likely not a native of this world.

Whether it is the reincarnations in the main god space or the Tang Dynasty, they are all watching the movements of Xuanzang and others at this moment.