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

The next morning, inside the Golden Palace.

The atmosphere is much more depressing than before.

There was a layer of Yulin Army secretly guarding inside and outside the entire hall, just waiting for Tang Seng and his companions to come to them.

The king sat on the dragon throne, with the concubine and the father-in-law on his left and right respectively.

The father-in-law was different from yesterday. He was leaning on a Panlong staff in his hand. If you didn't know, you would think he had broken his leg yesterday.

As for the vixen concubine, she was dressed in red and looked even more seductive than yesterday. Perhaps she was in a good mood because she was about to eat Tang Monk's flesh.

The king no longer came late as usual, but sat on the throne early and waited.

Once he eats Tang Monk's heart, he will be able to restore his imperial power and once again enjoy the pleasures of the land of pleasure.

Master and disciple Tang Shan finally walked into the hall under the watchful eyes of the crowd. As soon as they stepped in, the door slammed shut.

Master and disciple Tang Shan were speechless: they were afraid that others didn't know that this was a Hongmen Banquet.

In the hall, the ministers standing in a row on both sides all lowered their heads, with different expressions on their faces.

The king, after using courtesy, said, "Saint monk, I have heard that you possess a heart with seven orifices, which, if eaten, can cure my illness. Would you be willing to offer your heart to me?"

The father-in-law and the imperial concubine watched with eager eyes, while the king smiled with a hidden dagger.

Tang Shan: I’m sorry, I don’t want to.

Bajie came up at an inopportune moment and asked, "Master, what is the Seven-Aperture Heart?"

"The heart is like a piece of colorful glass, emitting brilliant light. You can call it a glowing heart."

Tang Shan tried her best to find words to describe Bajie based on the TV dramas she had watched before.

"Ah? Master, your heart still shines?"

They all stared at Tang Shan's chest, as if to see if there was any light coming out from inside.

Tang Shan...

Go to hell, do you think I am Bigan?

But the current situation is quite similar to that.

The imperial concubine mentioned above is also a vixen, and the father-in-law is just like the villain imperial teacher played by Shen Gongbao, who wants to dig out your heart anyway.

Wukong pushed Bajie away and said, "Don't interrupt me, idiot. Serious matters are more important."

Bajie was stunned. What serious matter? Digging out the master's heart?

The father-in-law saw Tang Shan and his apprentice whispering to each other below, but there was no response for a long time.

"They say monks are compassionate, but after seeing this today, it seems that's not entirely true."

Tang Shan: Okay, okay, you are starting to attack me from a moral high ground.

Please, monks are human beings too, okay?

What's this about exchanging life for life? Isn't that nonsense?

In terms of status, I am much more noble than this old man.

Wukong shouted angrily: "Demon...Father-in-law, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The imperial concubine glanced at Wukong lazily, "But I think the father-in-law is right."

Tang Shan raised her hand to stop her disciples from shouting passionately.

"Your Majesty, due to time constraints, I have already dug out my heart."

"Ah!" The king was caught off guard and startled. "Dig...dig early?"

Then how could you stand there for so long?

Shouldn't one die immediately after having his heart dug out?

Tang Shan pretended to be weak and leaned on Wukong's shoulder. She had put on makeup like a patient when she got up this morning.

She slapped a whole lot of setting powder on her face and lips for free, and it looked like she had no color at all.

She raised her hand to cover her mouth and started coughing, "cough cough cough," as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

The father-in-law didn't believe this. He pressed on, "If it had been dug out long ago, why are you still alive? Where is your heart?"

The king said: "Yes, holy monk, you can't lie just because you don't want to give it."

Even if he was lying, he would use force today to take out Tang Seng's heart and use it as medicine.

Tang Shan: The combination of a foolish emperor, a wicked concubine and a treacherous minister is a perfect match no matter where they are.

She reached into the cassock with trembling hands, and in her palms there was a monkey hair given by Wukong.

When changing, just think of the object in your mind, and it will take shape as soon as you think about it.

So, Tang Shan really took out a colorful heart from her chest, which was a one-to-one replica of Bigan's heart.

If the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King saw this, it would probably remind him of his sad past.

Tang Shan tremblingly raised the monkey hair in her hand. Oh no, it was the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart. "Your Majesty, the heart you want, is it sparkling?"

She was still in the mood to joke at this moment. If she hadn't told Bajie and Sha Seng about the plan in advance, she would probably have scared them to death.

The king stood up quickly and exclaimed in amazement, "How can someone really survive without a heart?"

Tang Shan: How about I just call myself Master Wuxin from now on?

"Your Majesty, I have more than one heart. I can survive even if I lose one."

This reply directly shocked the father-in-law, the king, and the concubine.

Is there anyone in this world who has more than one heart?

The father-in-law was shocked and then overjoyed. Since he had more than one heart, he could give one to the vixen.

It turned out that when he sneaked down to the mortal world, he met a wounded white-faced fox on the side of the mountain.

She looked at him for help with wet eyes, and he softened his heart and took her with him.

Who knew that she was already a fox spirit who could transform.

The two came together naturally.

When passing through the country of Bhikkhu, the deer spirit felt that this place was a good place to settle down because of its outstanding people and beautiful scenery.

Human desires are constantly evolving and expanding. Once people have power and wealth, they will begin to pursue immortality.

He continued to comfort the vixen, steadying her and making her continue to work for him.

He had feelings for her, but not much.

At least before today, he planned to take Tang Seng's heart for himself and eat it alone.

Since there is more than one now, it solves his problem very well.

The king was surprised and asked, "How many hearts do you have left?"

Wouldn't it be possible to imprison him this way? If he gets sick again someday, I can just take out his heart as a medicine.

Tang Shan looked at the disciple behind her, closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

Wukong pulled out a golden cudgel the size of a chopstick from his ear, and Bajie raised his nine-toothed rake.

Sha Seng took out his magic staff and placed a few bowls and plates underneath.

The three people on the dragon throne were stunned. What was going on? Was this some street performer?

Tang Shan held the colorful monkey hair in one hand and raised the microphone in the other.

"Ding Ding Ding"

Wukong's iron rod hit Bajie's rake rhythmically.

"dong dong dong"

Sha Seng's magic staff followed suit.

"Whose heart is it~ left alone~"

Tang Shan sang while throwing the monkey hair heart in her hand away.

The king shouted, "Quick, catch it!"

The father-in-law tapped his toes lightly, flew forward and grasped the palm of his hand firmly.

Tang Shan then took out a golden heart from her chest, which emitted a dazzling golden glow.

"A grateful (greedy) heart, thank you for having you."

Except for his own apprentice, everyone present was speechless.

Whose grateful heart looks like this?

Tang Shan stuck out her neck and said: Have you ever dug it?

Don’t talk if you haven’t dug it.