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

The duty officer and Galan in the sky looked around curiously.

Tang Monk and his disciples searched all over the mountains for the lightning-struck wood.

Gongcao: "How long do you think they'll keep searching here?"

It's his turn to be on duty today, and it would be nice if everything remained peaceful.

Galan: "It's boring to look at it anyway, why not touch it a few times?"

"Hey hey hey..."

A clattering sound suddenly rang out.

Nezha and Lei Zhenzi happened to fly over here and saw that the fairies who were responsible for protecting Tang Monk on his journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures were actually playing mahjong.

He landed on his Hot Wheels and asked, "What are you doing here instead of doing your duty?"

Hearing someone coming, several fairies stood up all at once.

"Third, Third Prince, where are you and Lei Zhenzi planning to inspect again?"

Several immortals laughed and said, "Tang Monk and the others are fine."

Nezha glanced at the mahjong in their hands, then looked down.

"What are they doing?"

"I heard they were looking for lightning-struck wood."

Nezha:?

Why would a Buddhist disciple seek this?

Never mind, he hadn't yet collected the one million taels of gold to give to Tang Seng. If he did her a favor this time, maybe he could get a discount.

He called out to Lei Zhenzi and asked him to send some lightning to the trees below.

The lightning cannot be too strong, and the tree must be alive after the lightning is gone.

But it cannot be insufficient in electricity, otherwise the lightning strike effect cannot be achieved.

Lei Zhenzi felt that the more he listened, the more outrageous it became. He was just responsible for hammering the thunder hammer a few times. The requirements for working in heaven were not so high.

Seeing Lei Zhenzi was hesitant to move, Nezha said, "Go ahead and knock. Why are you just standing there?"

Lei Zhenzi handed over the thunder chisel and awl in his hand, "Come here."

"Hehe," Nezha laughed awkwardly, "How could I do that? Good brother, please help me."

Lei Zhenzi shook his head helplessly and had to chop down a big tree below.

Boom——

Thunder roared suddenly out of nowhere, waking Bajie up in shock.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a lightning bolt coming towards his head like a silver snake.

"Oh my god!" Bajie jumped up and took off.

The ground is conductive, but Bajie jumped into the air and avoided becoming a charcoal-grilled black pig.

Immediately afterwards, thunder and lightning followed one after another.

Bajie was jumping around and cursing.

As soon as Tang Shan heard the thunder, she immediately looked in the direction of the lightning.

Sure enough, the jujube tree where Bajie had just been lying was still alive after being chopped down.

Nezha and Lei Zhenzi knew when to quit.

Tang Shan fell silent as she looked at the electric shock marks on the tree trunk.

Wukong and Sha Seng came over and saw the words written on it: Nezha split...

No wonder the master was silent, even they were speechless.

Bajie came over breathlessly to join in the fun, "I was so exhausted just now. I was sleeping so well and suddenly there was thunder in the clear sky."

It seems that not all mountains are suitable for sleeping.

Tang Shan pointed to the words on the tree and said, "The culprit of thunder is here. If you have any problems, go find Nezha."

She immediately took out her dagger and started cutting down the tree.

Bajie was stunned. How come a monk like you carries a dagger with you?

Wukong couldn't bear to watch it any longer and prepared to hit the tree with a stick, cleanly and neatly.

Tang Shan immediately stopped him, "It's not easy for him to grow this big. He finally managed to survive the tribulation. I'll just dig a little bit."

As soon as the words fell, the jujube tree suddenly shook violently a few times, and an old, hoarse voice came from the tree, "Thank you~"

"Oh my god!" Tang Shan was so scared that she threw away the dagger.

How can this tree talk?

System: Animals can turn into humans, so is it strange that trees can talk?

Tang Shan: I’m sorry, I really didn’t expect there would be tree monsters in Journey to the West.

The master's sudden and high-profile reaction frightened his disciples so much that they immediately became alert, thinking they were in danger.

In the end, a tree said thank you...

If the jujube tree knew that it was struck down because of Tang Shan, would it regret saying thank you?

"Hehe," Tang Shan smiled awkwardly and squatted down to pick up the dagger. "No, you're welcome. It's my duty."

Bajie glanced at the piece of wood in her hand and said, "Master, you've been searching for so long and you only managed to carve such a small piece?"

Tang Shan rolled her eyes. She almost heard the trees talking. How could she bring herself to do anything to them?

What if he says "It hurts" later? Will I have to give him a few injections of anesthesia?

Tang Shan continued to polish the lightning-struck wood while riding on horseback, which is a rare thing in modern times.

Even if I can't take it back, I can exchange it for some money at the market next time.

Bajie couldn't stop talking for a moment, and started to find topics to chat with Tang Shan in a haphazard manner.

"Master, what are you going to use this for?"

"Chop you."

Bajie was stunned, "What good would it do you to kill me?"

Tang Shan: "One less mouth to feed."

Bajie...

He was in a difficult situation and had to find a way out for himself.

"Hehe, Master, you really know how to joke."

I was angry inside: I told you not to talk too much, so you'd better take up the burden.

Tang Shan was surprised by Bajie's sudden silence. "Why don't you continue asking?"

Bajie: Don’t you know that our conversation has broken down?

Wukong suddenly turned his head and stared at him without blinking.

His eyes seemed to be saying, Master is asking you a question, why don’t you answer it quickly.

Bajie: I really can’t stand it anymore. It’s not right if I say it, and it’s not right if I don’t say it.

As a last resort, he could only bare his teeth and ask, "Then what is it used for?"

"Cut zombies and drive away ghosts and evil spirits."

"I knew it," Bajie blurted out, "Huh?"

He suddenly realized that he knew how to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, but what on earth was this zombie?

Sha Seng, who had been following silently behind, also became interested at this moment.

He quickly quickened his pace and followed Bajie on either side of Tang Shan. "Master, what is a zombie?"

Wukong, who had been walking in front, also unconsciously slowed down his pace and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Zombies are"

"Dick-dah-"

"When an immortal is on his way, keep away from strangers."

A group of people dressed in white mourning suddenly appeared on a mountain path not far away.

In front was a ceremonial guard playing suona, followed by the eldest son holding the spirit tablet, who looked to be about forty or fifty years old.

Behind them are family members wearing white hats and crying with their heads down.

Behind them was a golden coffin with a talisman faintly stuck on it.

Tang Shan shuddered violently. Fortunately, it was daytime now. Otherwise, it would be night time.

Bajie frowned slightly when he saw his master staring at other people's funeral processions.

"Master, you don't even want the dead man's golden coffin, do you?"