Lin Zhu Talks Tang Sanzang into Heading West

"Immortal Lord! Please stop deceiving this disciple! If Bodhisattvas truly blessed us, if the Buddhas of Western Heaven were truly compassionate, how could my brothers have died so miserably?! They believed in Buddha too! Even as they died, they were chanting 'Amitabha'! But did Buddha Ancestor save them?!"

It was as though he had thrown all caution aside. He lowered his voice, yet became even more agitated.

"This disciple... this disciple even suspects that those demons... might have been Arhats sent by Western Heaven in disguise?! They deliberately came to frighten me and test me? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Immortal Lord, I'm only telling you this. You absolutely must not spread it around... Those people in Western Heaven are terribly narrow-minded. I hear they hold grudges especially badly..."

In the shadows, Guanyin Bodhisattva's face had already darkened like the bottom of a pot. Her chest heaved violently as she felt a surge of blood rise in her throat again! Aggrieved! Utterly aggrieved!

How much had Western Heaven sacrificed to revive you, Golden Cicada Reincarnation? The Nine Revolutions Great Return Pill! Countless Merit! Even I... I had suffered such unbearable humiliation! And yet, in your mind, Western Heaven had become a pack of villains who arranged demons to harm you, narrow-minded and vindictive?! Was there any justice left in this world?!

Listening to Tang Sanzang's "outrageous" yet somehow "crystal-clear" complaints, Lin Zhu's eyes flashed with surprise and... approval? This amnesiac Tang Sanzang had quite a sharp angle on things. His direction was a little crooked, but his spirit of suspicion was commendable.

On the surface, he remained gentle. He even reached out and lightly patted Tang Sanzang's bald head, soothing him in an even more "tender" tone.

"Elder Tang, do not speculate so wildly. The road west