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

Tang Shan and Huang Mei walked down the attic arm in arm, with bright smiles on their faces.

When Huang Mei saw that Tang Seng agreed to his request, he felt like a huge stone had been lifted from his heart and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This should be all right now. I won't interfere with Tang Monk's journey to the West, I will just stay in the Little Leiyin Temple and be a good Yellow Eyebrow Patriarch.

Maitreya Buddha suddenly interrupted: You don’t seem to realize why I let you go.

Tang Shan asked curiously, "Since you want to start your own business, why did you choose the name Little Leiyin Temple?"

"Then you've become a low-profile version of Leiyin Temple, like Bai Yueguang's stand-in. You might as well just call yourself Huangmei Temple."

The Yellow-browed King was stunned. When he first came to the mortal world, he heard that this place was called Little Western Paradise, so he built a temple here specifically to imitate the Leiyin Temple.

In his subconscious, Leiyin Temple is the ultimate goal of his Buddhist practice.

Even if you don't have one, it would be good to have your own small Leiyin Temple.

But now what Tang Sanzang said makes sense. I have my own achievements, so why should I imitate those high and mighty Buddhas?

"You are right." Huang Mei raised his hand, and the name of the temple instantly changed to Huang Mei Temple.

"Hahahaha, from now on I will be the ancestor of this place."

Tang Shan also laughed, he looked really happy.

When did Huang Mei become so ideologically conscious?

only……

"Old Huang, if you don't fight with us for a few rounds, I'm afraid the higher-ups won't allow me to get the scriptures."

Tang Shan raised her concerns at the right time.

"So what you're saying is, I'll capture you first, then pretend to be defeated and let you go?"

Huang Mei expressed his own views, but he didn't expect that he would have to go through such a big circle.

The expressions of the disciples who were eavesdropping from behind were difficult to discern. It sounded as if their master was in cahoots with the demon.

"But my magic weapon is very powerful. Are you afraid that it might hurt your disciple?"

The golden cymbal and the human race bag stolen by Huang Mei are both very powerful.

"Hey~" Tang Shan gave him a reassuring look, "When the time comes, just grab a few branches and scratch it."

Bajing hugged Wukong, tears welling up in his eyes. "Brother Monkey, Master asked you to pick up branches and play house with the goblins."

I didn’t expect that the great Monkey King would have a fake fight.

"Go, go, go~" Wukong waved his hand, "Go wherever it's cooler."

Tang Shan thought of Huang Mei's magic weapon. The Qiankun sleeves she had taken from Zhen Yuanzi were almost full. She wondered if the human bag could hold anything.

"Old Huang, can your human bag hold anything other than humans?"

The apprentice covered his face, thinking that the master was planning to steal the monster's magic weapon again.

Huang Mei scratched his head. He really didn't know the answer to this question. In the past, it was always used to pretend.

"Can't you carry your burden?"

Do a few grown men need to pack so much luggage?

Tang Shan lowered her eyes. In fact, there was not enough space to store the gold.

Huang Mei suggested: "How about finding something to try?"

Then, Tang Shan brought the incense box from the altar...

Still holding the account book in his hand, he signaled Huang Mei with his eyes that he could start.

Yellow eyebrow...

So, this is why you asked if race bags can hold things.

Unfortunately, the human bag can only hold demons and gods, but cannot absorb objects.

"Oh~" Tang Shan sat back in the chair listlessly. These magic weapons couldn't be made fully functional.

"Hmm?" She suddenly found that the hall was empty. Where had all the disciples gone?

If they are not here, who will spar with Huang Mei?

You can't just let me slap him a few times and walk away.

"Master, we are back."

The people who followed Tang Shan all the way pretended to have just returned from outside.

"It's good that you're back. Let's hurry up and rehearse the fight scene with the Yellow Eyebrow King."

"Okay, Master." The disciples said in unison.

Hmm? Tang Shan was surprised. They were so calm and didn't even ask why?

Disciples: Master, we won’t be surprised by anything you do in the future.

Huang Mei looked at Wukong and the others, thinking that Tang Seng had trained these people very well. They obeyed his orders and didn't ask any questions.

Sometimes when I give instructions to my subordinates, they always like to ask questions.

From now on, I have to learn from Tang Seng how to teach my subordinates how to do things.

Tang Shan raised the loud speaker and turned on the camera of her phone. "The first episode of Huang Mei vs. Wukong begins!"

Huang Mei instantly transformed into the role of a vicious villain, his expression changing in a second.

He raised his huge mace and laughed sinisterly.

"Sun Wukong, today I am going to eat you and your master. It would be easier for you to surrender immediately."

Tang Shan, Bajie and others outside the camera: Tsk, what a joke, even a dying man has to struggle, let alone the fight hasn't even started yet.

Bajie whispered, "Master, this line doesn't work. It needs to be changed."

Sha Seng and Xiaobai nodded.

Although Tang Shan also felt that it was not very good, it was her first time acting after all.

"Just re-dub it later. Don't talk and keep watching."

"Pooh!" Wukong deliberately faced the camera and tried his best to show the best side of the Monkey King.

"With me here, you won't be able to touch a hair of Master!"

Tang Shan...

This line sounds weird.

As he said that, Wukong hit Huangmei on the head with the mace in his hand.

Yes, not at his face, but at his weapon.

It looks like the stick is full of strength and the facial expression shows that it is exerting all its strength, but in fact it is only using 20% ​​of its strength.

"Clang" the iron rod and the mace collided with each other, Huang Mei pretended to be shocked and took two steps back, while still letting out a cry of "Ouch".

The person outside the camera frowned, the acting was so exaggerated...

Huang Mei stood still, raised his mace and started to fight back.

He swung towards the area a few centimeters beside Wukong. Tang Shan quickly changed the angle so that it looked like it was attacking the face.

Several people hit the air around each other back and forth. After several rounds, not only were they unharmed, but even their hair was not messed up.

Bajie: If I had known you would be so perfunctory, I would have gone up.

When the news got out, everyone thought it was me who defeated Huang Mei.

Tang Shan made a gesture, and the two dedicated actors understood immediately.

Huang Mei took out the golden cymbal and threw it out with his backhand.

It is hard to tell at once whether the alien flying saucer copied this magic weapon or the author of Journey to the West had seen the alien flying saucer.

The golden cymbal circled in the air and then returned to Huangmei's hand.

The main feature is a character who appears but plays no role at all, mainly to increase the intensity of the fight scene.

At the same time, Wukong swung out the golden cudgel, and the iron cudgel changed its shape at will in the air.

It looks like the golden cymbal and the iron rod are entangled together, but in fact they are flying separately, and come down after flying a circle.

"Hmph! Sun Wukong, now I'll let you see my true strength!"

Wukong said disdainfully, "Come on! I, Sun Wukong, can't be afraid of you!"