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

"Look at me," Huang Mei untied the mouth of the human race bag, "super invincible star-sucking technique."

"Ah!" Wukong was sucked into the bag.

Tang Shan pushed Bajie and Sha Seng behind her and said, "Hurry up and shout for help."

"Oh oh oh, I almost forgot."

Bajie straightened his fringe collar and cleared his throat, "Help... Help..."

While shouting, she twisted her waist seductively and walked in front of the camera seemingly casually.

Then he stood still and began to cry in front of the camera.

"Ah~" Bajie wiped his tears, "My good Monkey Brother, how did you get caught?"

Then he stretched out his hand and called out to the front: "Come back soon... I can't bear it alone..."

Sha Seng stood there in a daze, watching Bajie's exaggerated performance. When it was over, he couldn't even cry.

With a determined heart, he pinched his thigh with his fingers and rushed forward.

He placed his hands on Bajie's shoulders and said, "Second Brother, let's quickly find someone to rescue our eldest brother!"

Bajie suddenly turned his head 90 degrees, his body still facing the camera.

He took Lao Sha's hand with both hands and said, "Good brother, let's go together!"

Two pairs of glowing eyes stared at the camera, and Tang Shan's mouth was so stiff that she couldn't speak.

What’s going on? Are you filming a model opera?

You two are so righteous that it makes me nervous.

Huang Mei, who was off-camera, didn't forget to add his lines: "Hahaha! I'll be waiting for you right here!"

The video ends abruptly here.

Wukong reached out and patted Huangmei's shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Master, I think my lines just now were a little short. Actually, we can..."

"Get lost." Wukong picked up Bajie and threw him aside. "That's enough."

Bajie pouted, and he suddenly saw the magic weapon golden cymbal in Huangmei's hand.

This thing just now seemed to be of no use. What is it used for?

"Yellow Eyebrow King, you little thing are so powerful."

Bajie came forward with a smile, and Huangmei raised his golden cymbal, "Of course my things are powerful."

"Let me touch it~" Bajie stared at the golden cymbal in a daze, thinking that this thing might be made of pure gold.

Given the master's personality, he would definitely not be willing to leave it to the goblin.

Huang Mei didn't mind and casually threw it to Bajie, "Look."

Bajie took it excitedly and found that it looked like two round hats put together.

So he gritted his teeth and tried hard to pry open the gap in the middle.

The gap loosened, and the next second Bajie was sucked in.

With a "clang", the person disappeared and the golden cymbal fell to the ground.

Poor Bajie, after entering, he had to experience free fall and a 360-degree rotation.

The entire golden cymbal was tightly fitted, and the inside was airtight, extremely dark, and extremely hot.

Several people outside heard the noise and turned around to see the golden cymbal lying quietly on the ground.

"Strange," Huang Mei squatted down to pick it up, "your second disciple just asked me to borrow it to take a look, how come it was thrown on the ground?"

He picked it up and felt dizzy again, "Oh Master, help me~"

Compared with the previous one, the life-saving this time was much more emotional.

Wukong frowned and put his ear to the golden cymbal. "Idiot, idiot, are you in there?"

The sounds inside and outside seemed to be covered by several layers of cotton. Even if people inside shouted as loudly as they could, only faint sounds could be heard outside.

If karaoke is installed inside, there will be no need to worry about disturbing others.

Bajie quickly yelled at the top of his lungs, "It's me! It's me! Get me out!"

In a short time, Bajie's clothes were soaked with sweat, which was really unbearable.

His muffled voice came from inside, and Tang Shan and the others were speechless.

When other children are naughty, at most they fall down and cry. But you are different. The monster didn't catch you, but you fell into the trap yourself.

Tang Shan said to Huang Mei, "I'd like to trouble you to open the golden cymbal."

Huang Mei:?

"This thing will trap any creature that enters it for three days and nights, and will only open after it turns into blood."

He scratched his head: "I don't know how to open it in advance."

He was in a hurry when he stole the treasure and did not carefully check how to use it. He thought he would not need this function, so he did not pay much attention to it.

"Ah?" Master Tang Shan and his apprentice were stunned and froze in place.

Bajie even fell to the ground, "It's over, it's over. I'm not really going to turn into a pool of blood and flow out, am I?"

Wukong placed the golden cymbal on the ground and smashed it with an iron rod, but the golden cymbal was not damaged at all.

Bajie inside was in trouble. The whole area shook violently, and he felt dizzy and had tinnitus.

"Brother Monkey, please stop smashing it," he said quickly, "I'll be dead here in less than three days and nights."

I don’t know if this monkey did it on purpose.

Wukong: "Is there no other way to open it?"

Huang Mei hesitated, his eyes flickering, "Yes, there is..."

This thing originally belonged to Maitreya Buddha, he must have a way to solve it.

But, if I do this, I will just be back to my old ways!

Seeing Huang Mei's conflicted look, Tang Shan thought that he definitely couldn't come up with any good ideas.

It's quiet outside, but it's not quiet at all inside.

"Oh~ poor pig, I worked so hard carrying it all the way, and it broke before I even got there..."

"My poor wife, she has to become a widow at such a young age..."

"Lao Sha, I have a few pancakes hidden in my winter coat. Please help me eat them. I don't have a chance anymore..."

People outside...

Is this the last step before death to express regrets and final arrangements?

"Ah~" Tang Shan sighed softly and decisively took out the welding pen, "I really owe you."

Wukong held the golden cymbal, and Tang Shan put on goggles and prepared to start.

There was a burst of sparks.

"Can your master's treasure really penetrate my golden cymbal?"

Huang Mei gently tapped Sha Seng's arm and asked curiously.

In the future mirror, even though Monkey King was stabbing around with his golden cudgel, it was no use.

Could it be possible that this seemingly small pen is more powerful than the golden cudgel?

Sha Seng couldn't hide the pride on his face, "As long as Master takes action, nothing is impossible."

"That's right, Master is very powerful." Xiaobai nodded.

Huang Mei smiled without saying anything. He wanted to see if Tang Seng was really as powerful as they said.

After a burst of white smoke and sparks, a small hole was indeed drilled into the golden cymbal.

For Bajie inside, this was like a ray of light suddenly falling into the abyss.

He stood up and shouted excitedly: "I'm here! I'm here!"

Tang Shan...

I know you are here, but the problem is that you have to fly out by yourself.

Wukong blocked the hole with one eye and said, "Idiot, come out quickly."

"Oh my god!" Bajie looked up and met an eye as big as the sun staring at him.

"Brother Monkey, could you please stop scaring me!"

He patted his chest and took a deep breath, "Just get out of the way. I'll be out right away."