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

"That's right, it's having a terrible impact on our immortal family's appearance!"

Several immortals covered their eyes angrily, saying they couldn't bear to watch.

"Let's go complain to the Jade Emperor!"

They went off cursing.

The few Gongcao who had finally managed to concentrate and not slack off had no idea what kind of rumors they would face.

"Ah? Are you Tang Sanzang?"

The white elephant stopped shaking his trunk and turned to look at the lion with wide eyes, "Brother, he said he is Tang Sanzang."

Lion: "Second brother, do I look like Tathagata?"

Tang Shan frowned. What does that mean? You don't believe me again?

Why is it that no one believes her every time she personally puts Tang Monk's meat in front of her mouth?

Of course, even if you really believe it, you can't really eat it.

Bai Xiang immediately understood what his elder brother meant, and they both burst into laughter.

This newly recruited little goblin is quite good at making them happy.

Tang Shan and the others looked at the two big monsters above with expressionless faces as if they were fools, laughing loudly and unscrupulously.

The lion stopped laughing and asked, "Why aren't you laughing? Is it because you are not born to laugh?"

"Oh, I just said that."

Tang Shan was about to speak when Bai Xiang spoke first, "Brother, the one in charge of the comedy can't laugh. That's called professionalism."

After that, they both burst into laughter again.

"Brother, this little demon is quite handsome and knows how to joke. Why not give him a promotion?"

"Yes, indeed," the lion agreed, "so I'll make an exception and let you become our personal guard."

What?

I pretended to be a little demon commander, how come I actually became one?

I used to work like a slave in the company but never got a promotion or a raise. Now I don’t need it anymore and all the money has come to me.

Wait!

Tang Shan looked at the two people above cautiously. Would being a personal guard require some sacrifice?

Guard when there is something wrong, guard when there is nothing wrong?

OMG!

She shuddered unexpectedly and hurriedly cleared out the yellow waste that shouldn't exist in her mind.

However, with so many little demons in Lion Camel Ridge, and three powerful demon leaders, why haven't they found a woman yet? Could it be...

"Brother, look at him, he's so happy he's standing there and can't even speak, hahaha."

The lion picked up a glass of wine and drank it. "It's unavoidable for someone who has never seen the world. It will be better in the future."

Tang Shan simply shut her mouth and said, "Okay, you guys just laugh first, laugh until you're full, laugh until you die."

Wukong complained in his heart, thinking that he would meet some powerful people to test his skills, but he didn't expect that both of them had poor brains.

No wonder the younger one could be fooled by the master. If the older ones are not smart, what kind of subordinates can they teach?

The tension in his mind relaxed a little, and he was no longer so vigilant. At least he was safe now.

Tang Shan had a gloomy face and silently began to roll up his sleeves. His disciples subconsciously took two steps back.

"They're just two vehicles, why are you so arrogant in front of me?"

She ran to the top in one breath. Before the blue-haired lion and the white elephant could react, they were slapped hard and crisply on the face.

Tang Shan rubbed her wrist. The feel of the two sides was completely different.

The lion has thick fur and is warm, like punching a solid doll that can generate heat.

The white elephant is like slapping a hairless cat.

The little demons passing by were shocked. Is this what they can see?

In an instant, the little demons serving in the cave all disappeared in a flash.

It's a race against time. If you run slower, you will be silenced.

Bajie jumped, and his left foot took a big step towards the door, with his lower body forming a strange inverted V.

Master, even if you are not afraid of death, can you at least consider me, the old pig?

The white elephant touched the area where he was hit in disbelief and looked at the lion with dull eyes, "Brother, I think I was hit just now."

Why did you hit him? On what basis did you hit him?

The lion first responded calmly to his brother's question, "Well, we were all beaten."

Then he stuck out his big red tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have a little fishy smell.

The lion stared at Tang Shan with its eyes, as if it was going to cut her into pieces in the next second.

He raised his hand and rubbed half of his face, gritting his teeth and said, "Baldy, are you looking for death?"

Not to mention in the mortal world, where he was the king of the 800-li Lion Camel Ridge, even when he was a mount in the sky, no one dared to slap him.

Tang Shan met his furious eyes fearlessly, her tone icy: "How dare you call me Baldy."

Even if it is true, others have to call him a holy monk, or at least Tang Sanzang.

After Tang Shan's soul was transmigrated, she hated being called Baldy the most.

She clenched her fists, a scornful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Do you know why I am bald?"

The disciples had huddled together, shivering as they watched their master's back, which was emitting cold air.

Sha Monk said innocently, "Master, wasn't he born bald?"

Bajie quickly covered his mouth and said, "Who is born bald? Lao Sha, if you don't understand, don't say anything."

If we attract the master's firepower here, we'll be doomed.

Wukong was also curious, as his master's words sounded strange.

Monks must have bald heads, why else would there be any reason?

The lion and the white elephant were on the verge of going berserk, but were suddenly confused by Tang Shan's topic.

They asked in unison: "Why?"

Tang Shan said clearly, "Because your hair will only hinder my ability to slap you."

The smooth curvature of the bald head can reduce the friction between the body and the wind while running fast, thereby increasing the speed by 0.001%.

The air in the cave suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, with anger and fearlessness, fear and confusion surging in the undercurrent.

"Oh my god!" The white elephant's long trunk was emitting hot air. "Brother, someone stepped on me right in front of me!"

The lion slapped the stone table with its claws, and the entire stone began to crack from the surface.

Wukong and Bajie pounced forward, each grabbing one of Tang Shan's arms, and dragged her away from the close range of the artillery fire to the protective area among their disciples.

The lion's bloodthirsty eyes were filled with hostility. "No matter if you are Tang Sanzang and his disciples or not, now that you are here, don't even think about leaving."

Bajie whispered, "Master, please stop making trouble. We really won't be able to leave soon."

"Yeah~" Tang Shan nodded.

Bajie finally dared to let go of her arm, but the next second she found a chair and sat down unscrupulously, "Why are you leaving? I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

This is a real reckoning. It seems that the three big monsters must have collected a lot of valuable things.

Bajie: Dead——

When Sha Seng and Xiao Bai heard what their master said, they certainly couldn't be weak in momentum.

They raised their voices and shouted in unison, "That's right! We haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Wukong rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance. It was okay for his master, but why did his two fellow disciples also go crazy?

Tang Shan: Don’t you see who brought up this disciple?

Of course, except for IQ.

The lion raised a fist bigger than a casserole, "Settling scores? I won't settle with my fist!"