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

"Master, we're almost halfway up the mountain, but why haven't we seen any goblins or anything?"

Bajie was happily carrying the load on his shoulder and looking around.

That shouldn't be the case. In the past, when encountering mountains and rivers, I would definitely have to fight wits and courage with the goblins.

Let alone monsters today, the journey was calm and peaceful, not even jackals, wolves or mosquitoes appeared. There was a strange silence.

Sha Seng was walking at the end and asked in confusion: "Isn't it good to have no goblins?"

This way, the master won’t be in danger.

"Old Sha, you don't understand. I'm afraid of meeting someone with a brain. I don't know where they are going to do bad things."

Tang Shan didn't care whether there were fairies or not. She would just beat one if there was one, and beat a pair if there were two.

Wukong walked in front bored, looking around here and there, having a lot of free time.

In the grass about a mile or two away from them, two little demons were whipping their whips vigorously to drive away the small animals hiding in the grass.

Even the ground must be made sure there is not a single ant.

The leopard demon held a large bone in his mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound. "Here, and there, take care of them all."

He lifted his foot, spread his toes and scraped the moss off the surface of the tree trunk, and said, "Hey, someone, come and scrape the moss off the tree."

This is to prevent Tang Seng and his companions from accidentally getting it on their clothes and having to stop to clean it up.

A little demon ran over and stared at a large patch of moss on the tree for a few seconds. "My lord, it's not that serious, is it?"

He had tolerated the ants on the ground, but this time he really couldn't tolerate it anymore.

He followed the king because he wanted to make the cause of eating Tang Monk's flesh bigger and stronger and contribute to its development, rather than working like a slave for Tang Monk and his disciples.

The leopard demon gave him a smack on the head and said, "Just do it when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much?"

So, the little demon opened its claws as if accepting its fate, and used its sharp claws not to rip open the belly, but to scrape the moss.

"My lord, there is a spotted snake here!"

"Hurry up, catch it, we'll have snake soup tonight!"

"Good."

The little demon swung the snake's body with one hand, wrapped it around his waist a few times, and then tied a knot at the snake's head and tail.

"My lord, there's a hole here. I'm afraid there's a mouse in it."

The two little demons rushed to stick their heads into the cave entrance, but it was pitch black and they couldn't see clearly what was going on.

It shouldn't be a big deal as long as they stay in the cave obediently.

The next second, the leopard demon ruthlessly ordered: "Dig the hole open. Don't leave any hidden dangers."

What if the mouse scares Tang Seng?

What if Tang Seng’s white dragon horse accidentally stepped on empty air?

No! There can't be any possibility.

Seeing their king so nervous, some of the subordinates couldn't help but tease him.

"My lord, I see the grass on both sides of this mountain road is quite dense."

If you have the ability, order them to pull out the weeds as well.

The next second, the frenzied leopard demon heard what he said and thought it made a lot of sense.

"Yes, yes, yes. Pull out the grass on both sides and make the road wider. We need to maintain the appearance of our mountain."

Little demons...

Just flatten the whole mountain.

One of the little demons was bored with just working, so he just told his glorious story of escaping.

"Brothers, you don't know that the king is really doing this for our own good."

"Oh?" The others beside him stopped whipping their whips, their curiosity aroused. "What do you mean?"

How can you get better without Tang Monk’s flesh to eat?

"I originally worked under the Three Great Kings of the Eight Hundred Mile Lion Camel Ridge. Have you heard of me, Three Great Kings?"

The little demons nodded vigorously. "I've heard of them. I heard they were all quite powerful. How come they were also beaten away by that monkey?"

"That's right, and Tang Sanzang has a lot of connections in heaven, so he just brought in Bodhisattva and Nezha the Third Prince to support him."

"Eh~" the little demons said in fear, "We thought we could get away with eating some of Tang Monk's flesh, but now it seems we're lucky we didn't do anything."

Otherwise you won’t even know how you died.

So they worked harder.

In this way, Tang Shan and his friends walked through the entire Yinwu Mountain safely.

It was not until she saw the road to the plain at the foot of the mountain that she realized, where is the monster?

The leopard demon and his men were so tired that they collapsed on the open space at the entrance of the cave.

"Your Majesty, next time, just let Tang Seng and his companions take a detour."

They really couldn't stand it anymore and almost cleaned the entire mountain road.

The little demon shook his numb arm and sighed heavily. He should have known not to tell the king that Tang Seng was passing by.

It's all my own fault.

The Leopard Demon and his men were in harmony. They lay down and watched the sunset, and they only realized that the boat had passed by.

Tang Shan turned the horse around, and Wukong slammed on the brakes and walked back.

"Master, the way down the mountain is this way."

Tang Shan nodded, "I know."

She looked at the nearby Hidden Mist Mountain behind her and said, "Do you think the monster might be still asleep and not know we're going to cross the mountain?"

"Hey! I thought something was wrong with you, Master."

Bajie smiled nonchalantly, "Isn't it better without the monsters? It saves us from having to put down our luggage and pretend to fight to the death."

Wukong swung his stick in boredom. It wasn't very good. It would be boring if there were no monsters beating him along the way.

"Master, are you afraid that the Buddha will say we were lazy and didn't go through this hardship?"

It was a rare highlight moment for Sha Seng, and the strongest brain appeared.

"That's secondary." Tang Shan blurted out without thinking. The main reason was that she was determined to rob all the fairies of their money. If she lost even one, she would die of obsessive-compulsive disorder!

The disciples looked up, staring at their master intently, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Wukong tentatively asked, "How about we do it again?"

In fact, he had a guess in his mind that his master might be feeling unwilling because he failed to rob.

"Brother Monkey, are you crazy or am I deaf?"

Bajie immediately dropped his burden and said angrily, "Who's going back?"

He just went ahead to enjoy the scenery and bask in the sun and the day passed by, but he actually carried the burden all the way.

When we walked together again, he said he didn't agree to anything.

"Lao Sha, don't you think so?"

Like Bajie, Sha Seng mainly does hard labor. Since he has little influence and is weak, he naturally has to pull Sha Seng to speak out against it.

"Ah?" The hardworking and honest Sha Monk was suddenly called out. He didn't understand the hope in Bajie's eyes and just answered truthfully, "I'm fine with it. Whatever Master wants is fine."

He really didn't care. He regarded carrying the load as his own ascetic practice.

Bajie has an expression as if he stepped on shit. Why doesn’t he learn his lesson? He always hopes that Lao Sha can bring him a different surprise!

Everyone looked at Tang Shan again, as the final interpretation lay in her hands.

"In that case, then"

The white dragon horse was pulled back two steps.

"Wait a moment!" Bajie stopped in front, "Master, please think about it again. Don't be impulsive."

He felt he could still make a last-ditch effort.

What if I really encounter a big monster when I go back this time?

"Oh no, my king—"

A small follower came hurriedly, "Tang...Tang Monk and the others..."

The leopard demon lazily opened his eyelids and said, "Tang Monk and his companions have left the mountain, right?"

They make a fuss over a small matter. Alas, what kind of subordinates do they have?

"No...no...yes!" Xiao Yao was panting and had a natural stutter.

The leopard demon waved his hand impatiently, "Just go down the mountain, it's fine. Once you leave my territory, it has nothing to do with me."

He stood up, stretched, brushed off the grass foam on his body, turned around and walked towards the cave, "I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight."

The stuttering little demon was extremely anxious, "Tang...Tang Monk and the others..."

One of the trusted little demons couldn't stand it any longer, "What are you talking about? Didn't the king say that we don't need to care about their affairs?"

"Tang Monk and his companions have turned back again!"

The stuttering little demon finally finished speaking and felt relieved.

The leopard demon who was striding in front with his head held high slipped and stumbled, and was supported by his trusted men on both sides.

"Can you say that again!"

The Leopard Demon stared at the subordinate who reported the news in front of him in disbelief, and his tone was even tinged with a hint of despair.

What do you mean, looking back again?