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

She straightened her back, folded her palms together and placed them on her lower back. "Everything in the world is interdependent and mutually exclusive. There must be a way to restrain it within seven steps."

Sha Monk asked anxiously, "Master, now take seven steps and look for it."

"I" Tang Shan hesitated to speak. She was just making an analogy. She walked seven steps here and still hadn't left the palace.

What kind of fairy would keep something that can restrain herself at home?

The big spider pondered for a moment. Insects like them who have turned into monsters are most afraid of the masculine and strong big rooster.

"Holy monk, are you planning to find some roosters to deal with him?"

But there are no houses within a radius of thirty miles, so where can I find anyone raising chickens?

Speaking of roosters, Tang Shan remembered that the Hundred-Eyed Demon King was finally subdued by Vimala's needle.

That was not an ordinary needle, but a needle sharpened from the eyes of her son, the Pleiades star official.

Let’s not talk about why its eyes can sharpen needles, but why do we need to use eyes to sharpen needles?

Tang Shan had another puzzle she couldn't figure out.

"Where are you going, Lao Sha?"

With one foot already out of the temple gate, Sha Monk turned back and said, "Master, I'm going to look for the rooster now."

Tang Shan: You really dare to think and do it. A centipede of this size is no match for an ordinary rooster.

I'm afraid that even if it comes, it will be eaten as food.

"Come back!" Tang Shan waved, "Its nemesis is the master."

Sha Monk scratched his head, "Huh? Master, you are a rooster?"

That's impossible. Master is a holy monk, he must be a human being.

Tang Shan...

The spider spirit looked at the holy monk's third disciple with a strange expression. It seemed that this one was not very smart.

"Ahem~" Tang Shan cleared her throat. "Legend has it that in the distant Jianghu, there was a legendary figure named Xifang Shibai. He created a unique set of martial arts..."

If Bajie could hear Tang Shan telling stories to Lao Sha and the spider spirits at this moment, I wonder how he would be devastated.

Wukong waved his stick left and right, and felt that he was walking very far in the golden light, but there was no end and no sound.

Bajie simply gave up and sat down on the ground waiting for rescue.

He believed that his master would be able to rescue him soon.

At the end of the story, Sha Seng asked a thought-provoking question: "Master, do you want to castrate yourself?"

Tang Shan took a deep breath and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. You must be a master who doesn't spoil the fun."

She forced a smile and said, "Of course I don't need it."

Okay, now that we have finished the serious business, it’s finally time to deal with the small matters.

Tang Shan pulled a chair over with one hand and stood on it, barely reaching the centipede monster's head.

Sha Seng stretched out his arms and nervously protected the chair, "Master, please be careful!"

Could it be that in order to rescue the eldest and second brothers, the master is willing to sacrifice himself and be eaten by the monster?

The spider spirits were even more extreme. "Holy monk, we will transform back into our true forms and stay by your side. That way, even if you fall, you won't feel any pain."

A pitch-black spider cushion?

Oh my god, just thinking about it made Tang Shan feel her scalp tingling and goose bumps all over her body.

"No, absolutely not!" she blurted out without even thinking.

A centipede monster is scary enough.

Tang Shan held dozens of embroidery needles in each hand, her posture like a pharaoh with his arms crossed.

The sunlight from the palace gate shone behind her, like a solemn and majestic statue emitting a dazzling glow.

"Look at my mighty Heavenly Dragon. Oh no, I called the wrong name."

Tang Shan's finishing touch restored the needle-scattering hand back to its original state, which almost ruined my handsome appearance.

Lao Sha and the Spider Spirit: What happened?

"The world's ups and downs are caused by our generation, you ignorant fool, watch me, the Western embroidery needle, take your centipede's life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the needles in his hands pierced the centipede.

"what--"

The centipede monster screamed, dozens of its eyes were deeply pierced by needles, bleeding profusely, and the range of the golden light decreased accordingly.

Bajie and Wukong, who were in the golden light, felt the air around them vibrate for a few seconds before returning to calm.

"Tang Sanzang, you're looking for death!"

The centipede demon mobilized the golden light in its eyes and shot it towards Tang Shan.

As soon as he moved, Bajie behind him was out of the range of the golden light.

"Eh? I'm out?"

Bajie looked around in surprise, then he quickly patted his butt and stood up.

"Nonsense, you're going to eat me, I'm going to die anyway."

Tang Shan quickly jumped off the chair and dodged in the opposite direction of the light.

"Aren't you called the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord?"

While she was running for her life, she actually had time to ask the enemy's name. The spider spirit and her disciples were all stunned.

"Hahaha, you actually know my name. It seems I'm quite famous."

Tang Shan: You think too much. You are just little Karami on the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

She rolled five or six meters on the spot and continued to avoid the centipede monster's pursuit.

Bajie and Sha Seng were running on another horizontal line with rakes in their hands, and the scene was in a strange balance.

"You have no moral principles! You call yourself the Hundred Eyes when you have a thousand eyes."

While running away, Tang Shan took out more embroidery needles from her pocket. How many times would it take to embroider a thousand eyes?

As for Wukong, due to his strong fighting ability, the centipede monster deliberately rotated continuously with the position where it was shining on him as the center when turning around.

If there were gods looking down from the sky right now, they would think that the monks and fairies were a loving family playing interactive games.

Bajie was running out of breath, shouting, "Help! If I had known this earlier, I would have stayed in the light."

Who knew it would be so troublesome.

The spider spirits turned into little spiders and hid behind the statue. What should they do? This is not a solution.

Tang Shan suddenly had an idea and remembered the famous weapons on the hidden weapon rankings.

With a thought, she reached into her pocket, then stopped and curled her lips confidently.

The centipede monster was frightened by Tang Shan's sudden stop and quickly stopped its hundreds of legs.

"Alas, I finally stopped. I'm so tired."

Bajie put his hand on Sha Seng's shoulder and almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Tang Sanzang, you were running, why aren't you running anymore?"

The centipede demon stared at Tang Shan with a playful look and a mocking tone.

He has hundreds of legs, how can he not be faster than someone with only two legs?

Sha Seng raised his staff and said, "Master, hurry up and let's stop him!"

Bajie, who had just stabilized his breathing, trembled suddenly. Come on, Lao Sha, if you want to rush, don’t take me with you.

Tang Shan shook her head gently, "No, Master is about to use his ultimate move."

"What? Ultimate move?" The centipede monster was stunned at first, then laughed even more happily.

His legs and eyes were trembling.

"Monk, you don't want to sit down and recite some sutras for me, hahahaha——"

The disciples were silent. They were sure that their master would not recite the sutras. As for what treasures his master would take out next, it all depended on the goblin's luck.

They both put down their weapons silently and even took a few steps back.

Master is getting serious.

The centipede demon took a glimpse of Sha Seng and Bajie's actions and didn't take them seriously.

How much can a mortal being be capable of? It's just bluffing.

Tang Shan raised her eyes, a cunning glint flashing across them.

"You forced me."