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

Outside the gate of Yunlou Palace, the housekeeper of the Li Mansion stopped the rat demon from entering.

"Girl, who are you looking for?"

The housekeeper saw that she was unfamiliar, had a demonic aura about her, and had no invitation in her hand, so he would not let her in.

The rat spirit paused. The old man's question in front of her was so funny. She came to Yunlou Palace to find her adoptive father.

She patiently bowed and said, "I'm looking for Li Tianwang."

The butler didn't move, and rubbed his hands helplessly. Not just anyone could see the King.

He took out a small notebook from his sleeve and pulled out a brush from his head.

"What is your name, where do you live, and what do you want from the Heavenly King? I have to register."

The mouse was thinking of his brother Tang Sanzang at home, and he spoke quickly, "I am the adopted daughter of Li Tianwang, and my nickname is Half-length Guanyin. Go and inform him."

At that time, Mrs. Li was just coming back from outside and the flowers in her hand fell to the ground.

Adopted daughter? When did my husband have a goddaughter?

"Oh, ma'am, you're back."

The housekeeper hurried over from the stairs, squatted down and picked up the flowers.

The rat spirit looked at the woman in front of him curiously. This was his adoptive father's wife, and also his godmother.

He is dressed simply, has a kind face and gentle eyes, and his appearance reflects his heart. You can tell at first glance that he is a kind and generous person.

Her original intention was to invite Li Jing and Nezha to attend her wedding ceremony with Tang Monk, but they were two grown men after all.

If the godmother could come along, all the wedding etiquette would be complete.

Madam Li suppressed her doubts and kindly advised, "Young lady, I'm afraid your title might offend Guanyin Bodhisattva. You might as well change it."

Besides, it doesn't sound good.

The mouse spirit lowered his eyes and replied respectfully, "Godmother is right."

She looked behind Madam Li and asked, "Is foster father home? I have something to report."

Although Mrs. Li is kind, she is not the type to engage in conversation with others in just a few words.

"Miss, my husband and I have a daughter, Zhenniang is only eight years old, I don't know you..."

Mrs. Li fixed her scrutinizing gaze on her, wondering where this little girl came from.

Could it be that Li Jing is really fooling around outside and raising his own daughter as his goddaughter?

It would be fine if I had never known about it, but now that they have come to me, I can't just let it go.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Nezha stopped on his wind-fire wheel, exhausted, and saw them standing at the door from a distance, not wanting to go in.

Madam Li pulled Nezha over and signaled him to look at the girl opposite.

"She said she was your father's adopted daughter, and now she's come to your door."

Mrs. Li said this with a sour tone, and there was a hint of blame in her voice.

Nezha frowned, and the rat demon was overjoyed, as finally someone he knew had come.

She bowed gracefully and put her face closer, "It's me, brother, don't you remember me?"

Nezha meets so many people every day, how could he possibly remember just one monster?

What's more, at that time, Tathagata had said not to kill her, and the father and son were just following orders. They never thought that the rat demon actually regarded them as relatives.

"Just talk if you want to, why are you getting so close?"

Nezha's tone was impatient, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

The rat demon's eyes suddenly turned red, filled with tears that were about to fall.

Nezha panicked, he couldn't stand women crying the most.

"Hey, don't cry! Otherwise people will think I bullied you!"

He walked around behind Madam Li and said, "Mother, housekeeper, you have to make the decision for me."

"Girl, if you have something to say, you might as well tell me now. Crying won't solve the problem."

Mrs. Li thought to herself, don't think that I will soften my heart and let her in just because she cries a few tears.

If she is really an illegitimate child, she will make Li Jing suffer when he comes back.

At this time, Li Tianwang was holding the pagoda, humming a little tune and riding on the white clouds, immersed in the wonderful mood of getting off work.

"Hey~ It's quite lively outside my house today."