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

"Master, the vegetarian food at Little Leiyin Temple is really delicious."

While stuffing his food into his mouth, Bajie did not forget to praise it through his slick lips.

He was already starving. Others used bowls, but he used a basin.

Before he finished eating, he quickly reached out to pick up other dishes on the table and put them into the bowl, piling them up as high as a mountain.

In the kitchen, several little goblins were busy picking vegetables, washing vegetables and making fire, and they were so busy that they had no time to rest.

"That fat pig is such a big eater! He's already cooked so many pots."

The fire demon put a few more dry firewood in, lowered his head, held his breath and blew hard, and the fire gradually grew bigger.

The cooking demon swung his arms and started to turn the food over and over. He scooped several spoonfuls of salt into the food and said, "I told him to eat, eat, eat. It won't be too salty to kill him."

The little fire demon warned: "Be careful, if the king eats this pot of food, he will peel your skin off."

Another little demon who was in charge of serving the dishes had just put down a few empty bowls. "The king has already stopped eating. Only that fat pig is still eating."

Upon hearing this, the cooking goblin boldly poured half a can of salt into the pot.

The vegetable picking demon was puzzled. "Other demons are always clamoring to eat Tang Monk's flesh, but why do we have to take care of their food and drink when we come here?"

These dishes were fresh goods they had just brought back from the foot of the mountain that morning, and were usually reserved for the king.

Originally, I only needed to go there once every two or three days, but now, I have eaten it all in one meal.

After eating and drinking her fill, Tang Shan took the paper handed to her by Sha Seng and considerately tore it into two halves.

"My mouth is small, so you can use the rest to wipe your mouth."

"Okay," Sha Seng divided the remaining tissues into four even parts and handed them to Wukong and the others.

Bajie accepted the thin piece of paper like a cicada's wing and felt like he could fly into the sky if he sneezed.

I didn't dare use force with my hands, for fear that it would be punctured before I could even use it.

The Yellow-browed King looked in shock at the paper they called for wiping their mouths. It was so thin that it was almost transparent.

Then he looked down at the silk napkins he usually used. This treatment was not even close to being good enough.

"Old Huang, what do you think of what I just told you?"

Tang Shan brought it up again, and she suddenly realized that as long as someone pretended to be her and protected the four disciples to obtain the scriptures, the mission would be accomplished.

Huang Mei has a bag of human seeds in his hand, so no monster can be his match.

Besides, the money I need to raise from selling myself has exceeded my expectations, so it’s time to consider lying down.

Huang Mei pretended to be dumbfounded, "What's the matter?"

Oh open?

Tang Shan narrowed her eyes and pretended to be nice to me!

"You want to be the Yellow Eyebrow Patriarch, but after all, you gave yourself the title. It's not legitimate, and the government won't recognize it."

"You will take my place and protect my disciple while he goes to obtain the scriptures. All the credit will be yours."

"Clang!" Bajie's chopsticks fell, and a few pieces of vegetables hung at the corners of his mouth.

"Master, what did you just say?"

Wukong also had an unpleasant expression on his face. From the looks of it, it seemed that his master was planning to pack them up and send them away.

Sha Seng was so surprised that his words were incoherent. "Master, Master, did we... did I make you angry in some way?"

Xiaobai quickly stood up and approached her, "Master, if there's anything you're not satisfied with, we can change it."

Bajie nudged Wukong with his elbow, "Brother Monkey, say something."

We need to change our boss. This guy with yellow eyebrows doesn't seem to be easy to talk to.

Wukong pursed his lips, curling his fingers into a slight fist, "I disagree."

A feeling of discomfort welled up in my heart. Once a teacher, always a teacher.

How can you change it just like that!

What has become of the companionship and ups and downs we have experienced in the past few years?

"Yes!" Bajie felt more confident when he saw Wukong speak. "I don't agree either."

Although the current master is a bit stingy with his words, other than that, there is really nothing much to say.

Xiaobai and Sha Seng said in unison: "We don't agree either."

The disciples stared at Huang Mei opposite them, their eyes almost wanting to tear him to pieces.

Innocent Huang Mei: Why are you looking at me like that?

I didn't say a word, it was all Tang Seng's own decision!

Besides, if you don’t agree, I don’t want to do it.

Huang Mei glanced at the temple, "But my temple..."

Tang Shan caught his gaze and immediately said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the temple for you after you leave. I'll be here waiting for you to come back."

Hehehe, by then I will be the abbot of Xiao Leiyin Temple, and all the money from incense offerings will be mine.

Huang Mei still has more than 500 men under his command, so he won’t have to live a comfortable life lying down from now on!

The little demon who had just taken a step forward with the dishes quickly retreated.

What the hell? The king went to get the scriptures, and Tang Monk stayed here?

Oh my God, I have to tell my brothers this news as soon as possible, so as not to offend my future employer.

He ran away with the bowl in his hand, thumping his hands. If you eavesdrop on something, something bad might happen.

Huang Mei was choked when the words came to his lips. So this is what you were thinking!

Why is the Tang Sanzang in front of me completely different from the one I saw through the future mirror?

Shouldn't he have gone to the West to obtain the scriptures with righteous indignation and unyielding determination, even at the cost of his life?

Could it be that because of his own changes, Tang Seng’s character has also collapsed?

"Tang Sanzang, this is no joke."

He suddenly stood up and said, "My Little Western Paradise has more than 500 little demons. You, a mere mortal, cannot control them all."

Yes, just like that, let him give up.

"Sigh~" The apprentice held his forehead speechlessly. Let alone a small demon, even if it was a big demon, the master probably wouldn't even blink an eye.

"That's great!" Tang Shan also stood up. "I was worried that such a big temple wouldn't have anyone to clean it."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Once your apprentice leaves, the goblin might eat you.

Tang Shan was puzzled, "What are you afraid of?"

Those who don't obey will be stuffed with a poisonous insect, and if they don't do their job well, they will be beaten with drums to make them die of pain.

Huang Mei led Tang Shan out again and said, "If they don't obey anyone, they will obey me. I'm afraid they will be disrespectful to you then."

Just as he finished speaking, a few little demons came from the corner of the corridor.

As soon as they saw Tang Shan, they ran over and shouted respectfully, "Hello, Holy Monk."

Tang Shan looked at Huang Mei in confusion. Is this what you call disrespectful to me?

I think these little demons are quite polite.

Huang Mei glared at the opposite side calmly, and the little demon quickly fled the scene after sensing his anger.

"The king's mood is too unstable today."

"That's right, I think Tang Sanzang is a pretty good person, and there's nothing wrong with him being the boss."

The sound of discussion suddenly entered the ears of Tang Shan and Huang Mei.

After the little demon who served the dishes went back, the news spread from one person to another, and from ten to a hundred, until almost all the little demons knew that Tang Seng would be the future master of the Little Leiyin Temple.

The new official has made three big moves since taking office. Who would dare to pick a fight with Tang Seng?

"Haha," Huang Mei smiled awkwardly, "These are very rare cases. Some little demons are particularly fierce."

"Hello, holy monk!"

"Is the holy monk full?"

"If the holy monk has any instructions, please tell me."

……

Along the way, all the little demons they saw were trying their best to please Tang Shan, so much so that Huang Mei's face beside him turned very dark.

Tang Shan's face froze from laughing.

"Your men are so enthusiastic and sensible."

The disciples who had been secretly following behind were gritting their teeth in hatred.

Bajie cursed and muttered under his breath, "They are the best at dealing with things. They can only talk and appease the master. They are not as good as us in fighting monsters."

Upon hearing this, Wukong clenched the iron rod in his hand even tighter.

Sha Seng said with some worry, "Master, you won't fall for this. Do you really want to stay?"

Xiaobai shouted anxiously: "Hurry up and catch up, they are going away again."