Journey to the West: Monks do not tell lies, they only rob

"Holy monk, donor monkey, we were wrong, wrong."

"Don't kill us, we were just possessed by the devil..."

Guangmou and Guangzhi begged for mercy again and again, in stark contrast to their previous ferocity.

Jin Chi looked dejected and said nothing.

The black bear rolled on the ground, "Let me go!"

Wukong stepped on the bear and said, "I'm so annoying. If you keep yelling, I'll kill you."

Tang Shan brought a small wooden table from inside the house and placed the brocade cassock on it.

As soon as the black bear saw the red robes, it immediately calmed down.

Tang Shan had a gentle smile on her face and held a black microphone in her hand.

A small and exquisite speaker is tucked into the waist.

"Hello, hello...testing the sound..."

The volume suddenly increased ten times

Wukong covered his ears in panic. His master could actually transmit sound!

It must be hard for those people on the ground with their hands and feet tied.

It's a real pain in the eardrums.

"Sorry, sorry, the volume is not adjusted properly."

Tang Shan smiled apologetically and finally adjusted the volume to a suitable level.

"First of all, I'm the host of this auction, Tang Shan, oh no, Tang Sanzang!"

"Auction? What's that?"

"I've never heard of it either."

Tang Shan cleared her throat and said, "Everyone, be quiet and listen to me carefully."

Wukong scratched his head, wondering what his master was up to.

"I believe everyone is very interested in the brocade robes in my hand."

Tang Shan picked up the clothes on the table and walked around them.

"Anything produced by Guanyin must be a masterpiece. There is only one of its kind in the world. It is unique."

When the big black bear heard this, he realized that the cassock was given by Bodhisattva Guanyin.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Look at this gold thread, this icy imperial green jadeite... Look, isn't it beautiful?"

Several people on the ground stared at the cassock and nodded.

"Most importantly, there are relics on it!"

Tang Shan suddenly raised her voice.

"The relics are as important as the Buddhist scriptures. They are hard to come by."

Wukong sat on the tree with his legs dangling, picking his ears out of boredom.

He yawns from time to time.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Tang Shan pretended to give up reluctantly.

"I know the old abbot is fond of this cassock, but it was given by Guanyin. If I give it to you for free, I'm afraid she will be angry."

Jin Chi hurriedly asked: "Is there any other way?"

The Black Bear Demon also spoke hurriedly, "Although I am a demon, I also believe in Guanyin. I also want this cassock."

Tang Shan was secretly happy that they were finally getting to the point.

"We are all Guanyin believers, and I can't take sides. How about we just follow the secular rules and let the highest bidder win?"

Jin Chi and his companions looked at the Black Bear Demon and rushed to speak.

"I have a lot of gold, I'll trade it all!"

"I have a lot of treasures in my cave, you can exchange them for anything."

Jin Chi glared at the Black Bear Demon and said, "I also have white jade, enamelware, gemstones, etc. I'll give them all to you."

Tang Shan smiled with satisfaction and said, "It seems that Elder Jin Chi is determined to get this cassock."

"Brother Black Bear, do you want to raise the price?"

Tang Shan pretended to hand the cassock to Jin Chi.

The Black Bear Demon hurriedly shouted, "I still have something!"

Guangzhi sneered, "No matter how many things you have in your cave, they can't compare to the treasures collected by my master."

Tang Shan shook her head and said regretfully, "There's nothing we can do about it. The cassock can only be given to Elder Jin Chi."

The Black Bear Demon said suddenly, "I am willing to offer my hands!"

"Hiss~" Tang Shan took a breath of cold air.

Bear paw!

This is a wild delicacy that people in ancient times often talked about.

But, this bear can talk...

Isn't this scene too bloody...

She doesn't want to eat bear paws either...

Wukong turned over and got down from the tree.

"Master, you don't really want to give the cassock given by Guanyin to someone else, do you?"

Tang Shan replied: "Isn't this what I am doing right now?"

"Have you forgotten that they wanted to burn us to death for stealing the robes?"

Wukong was furious and pointed at Jin Chi and the others.

The people who were accused lowered their heads in guilt and dared not speak.

Tang Shan pulled Wukong over to sit aside and handed him a big banana.

Wukong looked behind her curiously.

Hmm? Where did Master get those big bananas?

Take a bite, emmm, it's quite sweet...

"Wukong, monks should be compassionate and save all living beings."

"How can anyone be without fault? To recognize one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue."

Wukong can't stand pretentious tones.

He jumped up and down in annoyance, covering his ears.

"Come." Tang Shan considerately put two earphones into Wukong's ears.

The sound effect is three-dimensional and the reception is excellent.

Covering your ears won't help.

Wukong only felt that his ear hole was blocked by a foreign object.

The next second, Tang Shan's extremely clear voice came from his ears.

"I understand that Elder Jinchi and Big Brother Black Bear are both the most devout believers of Guanyin Bodhisattva."

To put it bluntly, he is the current leader of the Guanyin fan group.

"We've been worshipping Guanyin for hundreds of years, but we haven't even gotten an autograph."

"Now that I'm fortunate enough to have received the clothes from your idol, I really don't want to take away what is good for others. Helping others achieve their goals is what a holy monk should do."

Tang Shan spoke in a high-sounding and justified manner.

The people below were stunned.

"What is an idol? What is an autograph..."

"Don't make a fuss, just listen to him continue speaking." Jin Chi whispered.

"I have a way to have the best of both worlds." Tang Shan said mysteriously.

Wukong said disdainfully: "Is it possible to create two identical ones?"

Tang Shan glared at him, and Wukong immediately fell silent.

"I accept all your kindness, and you can take turns wearing the robes!"

"Each person can wear it for a month, or one day is yours and the other is theirs. It's no problem!"

"Buddhas and demons are one family, and the world is in harmony. If Guanyin saw you, she would probably praise you!"

The people below: It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it, but it doesn’t sound weird either.

Tang Shan came close to Jin Chi and said, "We should be magnanimous. Why would we bother with a monster?"

She came to Black Bear's ear again and said, "It's a rare opportunity for someone to share clothes with you, given your figure. Don't mess it up."

In the end, both parties agreed to Tang Shan's proposal.

Wukong found some sacks and thick ropes and packed up all the looted, no, traded items safely.

There was no one sitting on the back of the white dragon horse, but it actually bore the weight of several people.

Fortunately it was a dragon, otherwise I don’t know how many horses would have been scrapped.

Before leaving, the Black Bear Demon, Jin Chi and others stood at the door to see them off with gratitude.

The Guanyin Temple behind him was completely cleared out except for the large items that could not be moved.

Tang Shan walked in front, humming a little tune happily.

"You carry the load, and I ride the horse."

Wukong, whose back was bent by the luggage, felt as if he was being pressed under the Five Finger Mountain again, feeling infinitely sad and desolate.

The white dragon horse with sacks all over its back: It might as well be carrying a person...