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

Chapter 327: Dividing the Family Property

"Master, you go ahead and I, your disciple, will follow behind."

"Yeah~Yeah~Love~Let's swing~"

Xiaobai was carrying two baskets of scriptures, Bajie was carrying a load and singing, and even Wukong was jumping and skipping as he walked.

The way back is like a smooth and broad road, leading to a place that makes everyone happy.

Under the tree, the master and disciple took a short rest.

Tang Shan changed her usual playful expression and pulled Wukong over to sit with her.

"Kongkong, look into your eyes."

Wukong blinked his large, golden eyes and tilted his head closer, "Master, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

He raised his hand, wanting to lift his master's eyelids to find out what was going on.

Tang Shan grasped his furry little hand and said solemnly, "Kong Kong, you are the eldest senior brother. If Master is not around one day, you must take good care of the younger brothers for Master."

Bajie and Lao Sha were laughing and playing not far away, making a fire and cooking.

Xiaobai was dozing off on the ground.

Under the sun, there is a warm color.

"Master, what are you talking about..."

Wukong let Tang Shan hold his hand, and the warmth continued to flow from him.

It was rare for him to be this affectionate with his master, and it seemed pretty good.

But what the master said was so strange.

Wukong stared at Tang Shan's face, trying to find a joking look on her face.

"Master, you are in your prime. If you miss us after you go back, I will come to find you. It won't be a big deal."

He originally wanted to escort his master back to the Tang Dynasty, first go to Huaguo Mountain to see the monkeys, and then stay with his master in the Tang Dynasty.

When he passes away a hundred years later, we will finally meet again in heaven.

Besides, if Master were left alone in the Tang Dynasty, given his greedy nature, he would probably offend many people.

I can only feel at ease if I am by his side to protect him.

"Hey, Master, what are you whispering to Monkey?"

Ba Jing looked at them and said jokingly, "Look, Lao Sha, they're even holding hands."

Sha Monk: "Second Brother, don't say such things carelessly."

"What did I say? People with a heart disease see everything as dirty."

Sha Seng was choked and laughed out of anger, and could only shake his head speechlessly.

Never mind, he picked up the firewood and started cooking.

Tang Shan and Wukong grinned in tacit understanding. The master and disciple had been together for a long time, and their expressions were surprisingly similar.

"Kongkong, thank you for your hard work these days."

Tang Shan spoke sincerely and with real feelings.

Whether as the person who read the book at the time or myself who has now transformed into Tang Monk, I feel that it is really not easy for Wukong.

Master’s sudden sentimentality left Wukong at a loss, and he subconsciously avoided her gaze.

"No, it's not that hard..." He raised his eyes and said firmly, "Master, we are helping each other. You have worked hard too."

Letting go of Wukong's hand, Tang Shan quickly turned her head away, unable to hold back a tear, which fell on the grass.

My eyes are red and my nose is sore.

It's really shameful. How can a grown man cry in front of his apprentice?

Wukong was anxious and grabbed Tang Shan's arm, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

She took a deep breath, turned her head, her eyes red, and her voice hoarse, "It's okay, it's just sand in my eyes."

Wukong frowned, the leaves above his head were silent, and the shadow on the ground did not move at all.

Wind, where does it come from?

"Kongkong, I'll give this to you for safekeeping."

Tang Shan took out the Vajra Bracelet and the Pure Bottle and stuffed them into Wukong's hands.

"Okay, Master, you are biased!"

Bajie came running over, squatted down, and stared at the treasure in the monkey's hand.

Tang Shan glared at him unhappily, "Even if I give it to you, you can't protect it."

Laojun and Guanyin first grabbed the treasure, and then stewed the pork with rattan sticks.

Bajie understood the intricacies of the situation and softened his tone, "That can't be... nothing at all."

He quietly bumped into Sha Seng's arm. The master was dividing the family property, so why didn't he join in the conversation?

Sha Seng suddenly said, "Yes!"

Bajie nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, that's it," and then he spoke quickly.

"I was cooking and forgot to watch the fire!"

Xiaobai lazily opened his eyelids and said, "Huh~"

He blew on the fire and it grew even bigger.

Sha Seng ran back and squatted down, "Xiaobai, stop making trouble."

……

Bajie sighed: Alas——

I really overestimate them.