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

Zhu Ganglie shuddered.

This monk's smile is so creepy...

He subconsciously clenched the rake in his hand tightly.

Tang Shan was about to try out a new product: she took out the fart concentrate spray.

Wukong descended from the sky.

"Master, I'm back."

He landed directly on Tang Shan's left side. "Little White Dragon, who hurt you?"

He saw that Bai Yulong's clothes were torn in several places and asked with a frown.

Zhu Ganglie's heart was pounding, wondering why another one came.

I don't know how strong the other party is. Two against one, the situation is not good.

Bai Yulong raised his chin in the opposite direction with a wronged look.

His eyes were full of complaints: Yes, it was that pig who hit him.

That’s great, the eldest brother is back. It feels good to have someone’s support.

Tang Shan put down the tools she was about to use to commit the crime and nodded in the same aggrieved manner.

Wukong was furious, and his fiery eyes swept over Zhu Bajie who was holding a rake opposite him.

He put his hands into his ears, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang suddenly grew bigger and was held in his hands.

"You damn pig monster, you dare to hurt my master and his disciple? You're asking for your life!"

Zhu Ganglie was frightened by the shouting.

"Let's fight one-on-one if you dare. It's no use for you to bully me alone with your numbers."

Now I can only bite the bullet and go on.

After all, I was once the Grand Marshal of Tianpeng, so dealing with one should not be a problem.

Then find an opportunity to slip away.

Tang Shan couldn't help but want to give Zhu Bajie a thumbs up.

Originally, she was thinking of just playing a little prank and teaching him a lesson.

But now that he has offended Kong Kong, his life or death is hanging in the balance.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell.

Wukong swung his stick and rushed forward, "I'll do it!"

The iron rod and the rake are intertwined.

Fires flew everywhere and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

Tang Shan crossed her legs and found a cool corner to sit down.

"Xiaobai, why are you standing there like an idiot? Come here and give your master a shoulder massage."

She patted my shoulder and said, "Come on, discover your skills as a warm man and a cute little boy."

"Master, is this enough?"

"Master, does it feel good to pinch here?"

"Master, open your mouth and have a grape. Senior Brother just picked it this morning."

"Master..."

Tang Shan squinted her eyes and enjoyed herself to the fullest. This was the life I deserved after working so hard.

She couldn't help but sigh, "With a disciple like this, what more could I ask for?"

When Bai Yulong heard this, he pressed even harder.

After all, how could the simple Bai Yulong resist a handsome master who could both praise and coax him?

Life is peaceful here, but there is fierce fighting over there.

One of them exhales red clouds, and the other one spews colorful mist from his mouth.

A large area was illuminated in the endless darkness.

"Take my stick!"

"Eat me!"

We swung back and forth, and our arms were numb.

If there were a huge curtain hanging down, the shadow play would be so exciting.

Tang Shan ate and drank her fill and stretched.

I rolled up my sleeve and saw that my smartwatch showed it was eight o'clock in the evening.

The time is almost up. If the fight continues, Zhu Ganglie will become a pig-head pancake.

She pulled out a megaphone from behind her.

The white dragon horse was stunned.

He walked around Tang Shan. Where did he get the thing from?

"Master, what is this?"

"A loudspeaker, also called a loudspeaker."

He raised his voice to the highest pitch, "Kongkong, just a few beatings will do."

"He's your pig-junior brother~"

"What?" Wukong paused, his hand holding the stick raised. "This guy is my junior fellow apprentice!"

Why would a pig demon be his junior brother as the Monkey King?

No, he doesn't agree.

The White Dragon Horse was surprised and said, "Master, you are not serious, are you?"

Zhu Ganglie reacted immediately.

"Master, you must be the one who seeks the scriptures that Guanyin mentioned."

He put the rake behind him with a wry smile.

It’s over. This is the impression I left on my master the first time we met.

How should I live my life from now on?

"Come, come, come." Tang Shan waved at Wukong, signaling him to come over.

Zhu Ganglie was the first to speak, "Okay, Master, I'll be right there."

Before Tang Shan could say no, Wukong kicked him on the butt.

Zhu Ganglie rolled to the side with his rake.

"Is it you who's calling out? I think you're pretty thick-skinned."

Wukong snorted arrogantly and ran straight towards Tang Shan.

Zhu Ganglie secretly sneered at him and rubbed his butt while wailing.

This monkey is really cruel.

"Master, you really want to accept that pig demon as your apprentice."

Wukong's golden eyelids didn't blink.

Tang Shan looked distressed. "Master, there's nothing I can do. He was originally the Marshal of the Heavenly Peng. He made a mistake and was demoted. Guanyin insisted that he come with us to obtain the scriptures so that he can make up for his mistakes."

Even the monkey Wukong despises this pig, let alone Tang Shan, a loyal fan of beauty.

If the system had not required her to gather four disciples and protect them to obtain the scriptures, she would not be able to go back.

She had already bypassed Zhu Bajie and continued walking forward.

Now I can only use Guanyin as a shield temporarily.

After all, this is also the plot of the original book, she just went with the flow.

Wukong scratched his head and said, "Little White Dragon and I are enough. Why send someone like this?"

Could it be that Bodhisattva Guanyin made a mistake due to momentary confusion?

"Master, Big Brother, I am really here on the orders of Guanyin, waiting for the pilgrim to come."

Seeing that Wukong was very dissatisfied with him, Zhu Bajie could only move closer to Tang Shan.

"If you were assigned by Guanyin, why did you injure the White Dragon Horse?"

The person involved, Bai Yulong, immediately leaned over and whispered something in Wukong's ear.

Hearing this, Wukong's eyes rolled around.

Zhu Ganglie looked at Tang Shan for help.

Tang Shan: My eyes feel like they have been stained by a pig's head.

"Well, you pig demon, you made a mistake and were demoted, but you're still restless here, and you've even developed lustful thoughts. How audacious!"

Seeing that another stick was about to fall.

Tang Shan could only pull Wukong and Bailongma apart to do some ideological work.

"You are a monkey, why do you look down on a pig?"

"Oh no, Master, how do you talk like that?"

Wukong was very angry. I am the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the Monkey King. How can I be compared with a lustful pig?

Tang Shan turned her head and looked at the White Dragon Horse with eager eyes.

"Master, I am a dragon."

As he said this, he glanced left and right at Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

Unconsciously, his body straightened a little and his eyebrows raised.

How can you, a monkey and a pig, compare with a dragon?

Wukong glared at him speechlessly.

I was so busy criticizing the fat pig that I didn't realize that this kid had this side.

Just talk about yourself, why are you trying to pull others down?

Zhu Bajie sneered, "So what if it's a dragon? It still can't even beat an old pig."

"To protect Master in the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, how can we do it without some strength?"

"Right, Master." Zhu Bajie flattered Tang Shan.

Wukong immediately responded, "Who else can be as powerful as me? Five hundred years ago, I single-handedly wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, slaughtering all the heavenly soldiers and horses..."

"Tsk, even though he's so powerful, he's still suppressed under the mountain by Tathagata."

Zhu Bajie muttered in disdain.

"You dead pig, what are you talking about..."

"I'm talking about you, so what..."

……

Tang Shan was filled with black lines on her head. It was so noisy...

"Can't you three just take the sutras and disband peacefully, considering that we're all inhuman?"