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

"Your Majesty, we have captured Tang Seng and his men."

A little demon pointed at Wukong and the others excitedly, as if asking for credit.

There were so many monsters who wanted to eat Tang Monk's flesh along the way, but I didn't expect that he would fall into their hands today.

Wukong stared straight at the king the little demon was talking about. He had unkempt yellow hair, two yellow eyebrows sticking upside down, a square mouth, and sharp teeth.

He held a mace in his hand and had a fierce demeanor.

The Yellow-browed King also looked at Wukong and the others, which was exactly the same as what he saw in the future mirror.

The Yellow-browed King was originally a yellow-browed boy serving Maitreya Buddha.

He heard that the fairy boy around Laojun stole the treasure and became the king of the mountain in the lower world, living a leisurely life.

So he took advantage of the time when Maitreya Buddha was out and stole the powerful treasures, the golden cymbal and the human bag.

What he didn't know was that Maitreya Buddha had deliberately mentioned the matter of Laojun Tong descending to the mortal world in his ear in order to encourage his selfish desires.

Before leaving the house, Maitreya Buddha deliberately placed the treasure in a conspicuous place in order to lure him to steal the treasure and come down to earth.

This was also discussed by their superiors to make up the total of 81 difficulties.

But Maitreya didn't expect that when Huangmei passed by with the treasure, his figure was accidentally captured by the future mirror.

A certain clip appears in it like a slide show.

Huang Mei was curious and stopped to watch. The video was showing what happened after he stole the treasure and came down to earth.

He first built the Little Leiyin Temple, and with a little trickery, he made the demons and immortals around the Little Western Paradise surrender and pay tribute.

He was even honored as the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor, and his life was very comfortable.

At this time, Huang Mei's mouth outside the mirror was almost grinning to his temples. It was exactly the same beautiful day as he had imagined.

Which poor worker who works like a slave doesn't want to one day stand up and sing like a serf?

But the situation took a huge turn when Tang Seng and his disciples arrived.

The self in the mirror first used the golden cymbal and the human bag to capture Wukong and the helpers he brought with him.

Just when he was thinking of eating Tang Monk's flesh and then taking his place in the journey to obtain the scriptures, Maitreya Buddha arrived.

The end result was that all the money went into the pockets of Maitreya and Tathagata, and my reputation was ruined without gaining anything.

Until the image in the future mirror disappeared, Huang Mei felt like an atomic bomb exploded in his heart.

His head was buzzing, and he looked down at the treasure he had just stolen. It seemed extremely hot.

If he releases it now, Maitreya Buddha will definitely know that he has made a move, so he might as well go down to the mortal world first. At worst, he will never touch Tang Seng and his companions, and can just be the Yellow-browed Patriarch.

The days unfold as shown in the future mirror.

Huang Mei himself did not attack Tang Seng, but the little demons under his command were smart enough to lure Tang Seng over.

Wukong pointed his iron rod at Huangmei and said, "Who is this evil monster? How dare you pretend to be the Buddha?"

Bajie swallowed, took a few steps forward and tugged at Tang Shan.

"Master, stop moving and come back here!"

The Goblin King is watching you from above. If you take his money right under his nose, you’re risking your life!

Huang Mei followed Bajie's movements and noticed Tang Shan who was busy moving bricks nearby.

This is different from what he saw in the future mirror.

"I am the Yellow Eyebrow King."

He said as he walked down from the spiritual platform, and Wukong was alert for a few moments.

The little demons surrounded them in three layers, sharpening their knives.

Bajie didn't care about that anymore. Seeing that he couldn't pull Tang Shan away from digging bricks, he had to move the entire incense box away.

Sure enough, Tang Shan followed him obediently, oh no, she followed the box in his hand.

Bajie...

Master, you are so greedy for money, can you please be more considerate of the situation?

The Yellow-browed King walked into the middle of the group of little demons, and one of them, who looked like a demon of higher status, came up to him.

"My king, do you think we should chop them into pieces right now?"

It was just lunch time, and these few people were barely enough to fill the gaps between the hundreds of brothers.

The Yellow-browed King suddenly raised his hand, and Wukong's eyes became stern, knowing that he was about to take action!

Bajie's incense box fell to the ground, and he quickly grasped his rake, ready to fight at any time.

Then, the apprentices watched their master squat on the ground and continue digging for gold.

This box is like a bottomless pit, there is always something left no matter how you move it.

"Pa!" The Yellow-browed King raised his hand high and dropped it on the face of the little demon beside him.

The air suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The little demon covered half of his swollen face in disbelief and asked tremblingly, "My lord, did you hit the wrong person?"

He raised his hand and pointed. The enemy is on the opposite side...

Wukong and his friends were also frightened by Huangmei's actions. It was the first time they saw the demon king beating his own men.

Bajie whispered, "Is Huangmei's eyes sick or is his brain full of water?"

Sha Seng: "Maybe he wants to take us by surprise, lower our vigilance, and find an opportunity to attack us by surprise."

He clenched the staff in his hand tightly, and he must not underestimate the enemy now.

"Of course, Lao Sha." Bajie looked at him in surprise. "Now you can use your brain to think."

"Hehe," Sha Seng scratched his head sheepishly, "I've been following my master for so long, so maybe I've become smarter."

Wukong looked speechlessly at his junior fellow apprentice who was still chatting about irrelevant topics. It was such a late hour and they were still discussing these things.

Amidst the numerous suspicious and puzzled looks, Huang Mei shouted angrily, "Who brought Tang Monk here?"

"Me!" The little demon guarding outside the door heard the king's voice inside and thought that he was going to be rewarded for his merits.

He pushed open the door as fast as he could and ran in, "It's me, Your Majesty!"

He was afraid that if he was a step slower, his credit would be taken away by other little monsters.

Xiao Yao used the brightest smile in her life at this moment.

Huang Mei narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing his anger as he confirmed again: "Did you do it?"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, my king."

Xiao Yao deliberately raised his voice, wishing that all his colleagues present could hear his voice.

You ignored me before, but I will be out of your reach in the future.

The opportunity to rise to prominence and bring honor to the family has finally arrived.

The beaten goblin quietly moved a few steps away. The king looked unhappy and was probably going to go crazy, so it was safer to stay away.

Huang Mei kicked the little demon over and said, "Who told you to lead them here? Are you trying to hurt me?"

When he thought of his final outcome in the future mirror, he wished he could cut the little demon into pieces.

He even suspected that these little demons were deliberately sent by the Buddha to trouble him.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life."

The little demon ignored the pain in his abdomen and quickly got up and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

This kick frightened all the little demons, and they all took several steps back.

What's wrong with you, my king? You're still angry even though Tang Seng is right at your doorstep.

Wukong and the others were completely confused. What was going on?