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

"No, you guys eat it."

Qin Shanhe had a forced smile on his face, but a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

“It’s more lively when more people eat!”

Tang Shan complained in her heart that by the time she lined up to report to the King of Hell, she would still be able to get enough space for two mahjong tables.

"Then you guys eat first, we'll eat later."

Qin Shanhe didn't expect that this monk was not easy to fool.

"If you don't eat, we won't eat either. It's not right for a host to just stand there and watch his guests eat."

Qin Dafu nervously clutched the corner of his clothes. No matter what kind of medicine was sprinkled inside, it was in an amount that could kill an elephant.

If you eat it yourself, you will die in seconds.

The Qin family father and son swallowed fearfully, "How about we not eat anymore?"

Qin Shanhe asked in a low voice with a guilty conscience, his eyes flickering, probably thinking of trying another trick if this one didn't work.

"Hey, how can a monk waste food?"

The Qin family father and son were secretly delighted. Is he planning to eat it?

"Disciples, the master is sorry, you guys go and feed him."

You can’t play like this.

Wukong and Bajie obediently picked up the rice on the table, looking just like Sun Jinlian and Zhu Jinlian preparing to feed Dalang medicine.

"Dad, please say something. I don't want to die young!"

Qin Dagui anxiously shrank behind Qin Shanhe. He spent all day hanging out in red-light districts and had not yet enjoyed enough of those beautiful women.

"Dad, as long as we have the green mountains, we will never have to worry about having no firewood. At least we still have 300,000 yuan. If we die, we will have nothing."

Qin Dafu was still calm, but in this situation he could only cut off his tail and survive.

Unfortunately, Tang Shan had no intention of letting them go.

She changed her gentle smile and said seriously, "Do you want to go to the government office and surrender yourself, or do you want me to feed you all the food on the table before you go?"

The Qin family's father and son's legs softened and they fell to their knees, "Holy monk, spare our lives!"

Tang Shan even had time to joke with them: "I am still too kind. I actually let you choose to be a glutton."

If this kind of evil person who killed his father, exploited the people's wealth and was greedy for profit really became the mayor, I wonder how miserable Qingshui Town would become.

She waved her hand, and Wukong and Bajie immediately picked them up like chickens and sent them to the yamen.

Tang Shan turned her back to Sha Seng and Xiao Bai, her shoulders shaking, not knowing what she was thinking.

Sha Monk sighed and said, "Master is compassionate and must be sad to see such a thing."

Xiaobai: "This person has a sinister heart. It's normal for Master to find it hard to accept for a while."

The two were about to go forward to comfort him.

Tang Shan laughed and calculated that now the remaining 300,000 taels of silver in the Qin Mansion would also be hers.

What should I do? I suddenly become so rich. Hehehe.

Sha Seng and Xiao Bai's hands froze in mid-air...

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter. The master and his disciples traveled westward and saw a city not far away with the words "Jisai Kingdom" written on it.

There are dozens of city gates on all four sides, and towers stretch for a hundred miles. Once you enter the city, there are six streets and three markets, which are extremely bustling.

"Go, let's go!"

Two officers and soldiers roughly pushed several monks who were in tattered clothes and had their feet shackled.

They were pale and thin, with sorrow in their eyes, just like the monks they had met in Chechi Kingdom before.

Holding a broken bowl in his hand, he begged on the street.

Tang Shan: No need to guess, this group of monks must be waiting for me to rescue them again.

Sure enough, the next second, several monks ran to her with all their might and knelt down, "Holy monk, help me!"

The broken bowl hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The officers and soldiers glanced at Tang Shan and his disciples with anger, "Are you going to speak for these monks?"

Tang Shan:?

Bro, I obviously haven't said anything yet, okay?

"Neither"

"Holy monk, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for so long!"

Several monks grabbed Tang Shan's thighs, crying and snotting, and no one believed them when they said they didn't know her.

Tang Shan: My robes are not clean anymore.

Wukong and Sha Seng helped the monk up and said, "Tell me slowly if you have something to say. Don't be impatient."

The officers and soldiers looked at him eagerly, "Nothing, they all said they would wait for you until the flowers were cold, you must be the helper they found!"

"I'm not"

"Oh, holy monk, a god appeared in my dream before and told me that if we wait for the holy monk from the Tang Dynasty, he will definitely save us from suffering."

"Who would have thought it would take you so long to come here? It took two generations of my life to finally get here."

Tang Shan: Is it my fault?

It’s because your Buddha and Guanyin insisted that I walk the 108,000 miles step by step and keep my feet on the ground. Otherwise, do you think I would be happy?

No, if these gods have time to send you dreams, why don’t they save you as well?

It only makes sense if you have to wait for me to rescue you, right?

No matter how much we complain, they are really miserable.

As the saying goes, when you are away from home, money makes things easier.

Tang Shan had made a lot of money recently, and she generously took out a gold ingot worth twenty taels and stuffed it into the hands of the officers and soldiers.

"Brother, we are all one family (we are all greedy for money), so let them take a day off today."

"Wow, Master, when did you become so generous!"

Bajie looked at the gold ingot reluctantly, because his master was usually very stingy.

With the blessing of Tang Shan's golden power, the officers and soldiers left tactfully.

The monks looked very happy, and the chains on their feet could not stop them from walking fast.

There was a clang of bells, and two monks led them to the gate of Jinguang Temple.

Tang Shan glanced at the empty temple, as if she could still see its former prosperity.

The monk took out two brooms from behind the door, "Holy monk, here."

"Ah?" Tang Shan pointed at herself. "Give it to me?"

It doesn't matter if you don't have a gift, but there's no need to just give a broom.

Bajie leaned close to Tang Shan's ear and said, "Master, do you think you lost out on the twenty taels?"

Tang Shan glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "You know what, I really feel that way."

Wukong took one of them, "What do you mean by this?"

The monk quickly explained: "The gods in the dream said that if they see you, they will bring you to sweep the pagoda and listen to our stories while we sweep."

"If we sit down, can we not listen to the story?"

Tang Shan was almost laughing out of anger. Are you trying to make fun of me openly?

This Jinguan Temple has thirteen floors, and even the cleaning ladies from big companies can take the elevator.

"This..." The monk was embarrassed, "This is what the immortal in the dream said."

"Okay," Tang Shan raised her hand, "I don't want to listen anymore. Goodbye."

Wukong pretended to put the broom back.

"No, holy monk!" The monk quickly blocked the door. "It's the same if we sit down and talk."

Tang Shan: "Now listen to me. Just nod and shake your head. Any questions?"

The monk was stunned. They were both monks, so why did he, as a holy monk, seem so impatient?

Tang Shan: Eliminate PUA from colleagues.

Apprentice: He has always been like this.

"You were originally monks from the Jinguang Temple. A few years ago, you were extremely popular. Countless envoys from all over the world came here to pay homage, and the Jisai Kingdom suddenly became a powerful country."

The monk nodded. How could he know so much when he was thousands of miles away in the Tang Dynasty?

"Then, one midnight three years ago, after a bloody rain, the Buddha's relic on top of the Jinguang Temple disappeared."

The monk nodded vigorously, "Yes, that's why the emperor was furious and ordered the three generations of monks in my temple to be enslaved. If even our group is gone, no one will know about this injustice."

They started to cry as they talked.

Wukong: "Master, how did you know?"

We ate and lived together along the way, and we didn't gossip with others when we first arrived here. Master knew it so clearly.

Tang Shan curled her lips confidently: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Didn't I tell you that I can tell fortunes?"

"Master, can you help me see how my relationship lines are?"

Bajie stretched out his palm with an expectant look on his face.

"If you can't get the love you want, you will end up lonely."