The Evil that had been slapped awake looked utterly bewildered.
Who am I?
Why did it hit me?
How did I fall asleep?
Only after those three questions did the sleeping Evil fully come to his senses.
He scratched his head and ears. "I don't know what happened just now, either. I suddenly fell asleep."
"But before I fell asleep, I heard a living being reciting scripture in my ear."
"As I listened, I fell asleep."
"When I woke up, I felt less irritable."
The other great Evils' eyes lit up. "Where did you fall asleep?"
This Evil explained, "Here. I pounded the ground and fell asleep."
Bam!
An Evil kicked him flying, then stood at the basement entrance, pounding the ground and howling strangely.
The other Evils stared fixedly at him, watching to see whether he would fall asleep.
Helpless, Wang Quan turned into a gust of wind, settled beside this Evil's ear, and recited that scripture.
Bili-bili!
Jibber-jabber!
After ten repetitions of the scripture, this Evil fell straight into sleep.
Seeing this, the other Evils cheered and crowded forward, carefully carrying the sleeping Evil away.
Another Evil began pounding the ground.
Wang Quan sighed, settled beside his ear again, and recited the incantation.
One...
Ten...
A hundred...
The mountain-like great Evils lay down on the ground one after another, sleeping soundly.
Deep in the underground palace, Mei Niang and the others had initially been terrified when they heard the earth shaking.
They feared that the underground palace would be shaken apart and dug open.
Then everyone's efforts would have been wasted.
Yet as time passed, they discovered that although the rumbling never ceased, it followed a rhythm and carried little force.
Moreover, as they watched Evils falling straight into sleep one after another, they grew increasingly relaxed.
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