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

"Master, are we really going to ignore the White Bone Demon and the First Prince?"

Zhu Bajie looked back at the palace reluctantly.

"Why, do you want to go back and live happily with them?"

It's not impossible for the three of them to live a good life, but the prerequisite is that they have to get the scriptures first.

Then we can go back to our respective homes, part ways, and live our own lives.

"I'm just afraid that one day she'll go all out and kill the eldest prince, turning him into a male White Bone Demon and living with him."

Tang Shan turned around and said, Zhu Bajie, you have a really wild imagination.

The love between the skeleton couple is deep and unforgettable, or the love between a human and a demon is extraordinary.

Which name attracts the audience more?

Do you want to write a novel about this content when you go back?

But I'm a multi-billionaire now, so I should be worrying about how to spend my money.

The system listened to Tang Shan's inner mumbling and was too guilty to say anything.

Let's tell her the 99% handling fee at the end.

Several masters and apprentices marched towards the city gate in a mighty procession.

As we passed a street corner, we saw a crowd of people cheering and applauding.

Looking closely, I saw that they were a few little monkeys performing acrobatics.

Drilling through a flaming bamboo ring, stepping on a tightrope in the air, balancing a porcelain bowl on the head...

The little monkeys were covered with scars from being whipped and looked extremely skinny.

His eyes were empty and numb, and he just mechanically followed orders and performed the show over and over again.

Tang Shan slapped her head and said, "Oh no! I just said I forgot something."

In the original book, after defeating the White Bone Demon three times, Tang Seng drove Wukong back to Huaguo Mountain.

The Water Curtain Cave, once a paradise, has long been reduced to ruins.

Some monkeys died, some escaped, and more were captured by hunters, killed, eaten, and skinned for money, or sold to merchants to be tamed and put on street performances.

When I saw this, I felt that Wukong was so pitiful.

He worked so hard to protect Tang Monk on his journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, but his hometown and his family were completely destroyed.

These gods pretend to be noble and upright on the surface, but they are ruthless and cruel in private.

Wukong's defense was broken, and with a "Ya" he took out his iron rod and cut the iron chain on the little monkey.

The people around scattered in panic.

The boss was furious. Even a clever monkey couldn't stop him from making money.

"You know I bought those little monkeys with my own money. If you let them go now, are you going to use yourself to pay off the debt?"

"Boss, don't get excited. He was just impulsive. Both of you, don't move."

Tang Shan jumped off the horse and stood between the two men.

Zhu Bajie put down his burden and said, "All men are brothers in the world. You can't beat him, so let's talk it out nicely."

The boss suppressed his anger and spread out his hand, "Pay me money!"

Wukong was still cursing, and Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng dragged him away, one covering his mouth and the other hugging his upper body.

Tang Shan suppressed her grief and took out a gold ingot from her purse.

"Ding! The host has spent five taels of gold."

Haha, my money is gone.

"Kongkong, do you want to go home?"

Tang Shan asked tentatively, saying that she changed the plot line which resulted in Wukong not returning.

I don’t know what happened to the remaining little monkeys.

"I still have to protect you on your journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. Why would you go back?"

His monkeys and descendants, his 47,000 subordinates, must be living a very happy and carefree life.

I would be so envious when I see it when I go back, but I'd better forget it.

Emmm...

Tang Shan said to the others, "I don't know how long this journey of 108,000 miles will take. As the saying goes, you should go home often. I, your teacher, also want to see where you live."

You idiot, look at my eyes and say it quickly, don’t force me to beg you.

When everyone heard this, they were puzzled. Why did he suddenly turn around and go to the eldest brother?

As expected, the master still does what he wants as always.

When Zhu Bajie heard that he could go out and play without having to continue his journey, he quickly agreed.

Wukong felt strange and had to lead a few people back home.

Several people crossed the East China Sea and came to the Water Curtain Cave in the Flower-Fruit Mountain of the Dongsheng Continent.

Tang Shan was mentally prepared, but the visual impact on Wukong was huge.

The lush flowers, plants and trees on the mountain became bare, and the prosperous paradise turned into a dilapidated scene.

Zhu Bajie followed behind Wukong and didn't even dare to breathe.

He was afraid that the monkey would not be able to bear it and take it out on him.

Even the White Dragon Horse's hooves seemed to be equipped with silencers.

Wukong looked up in disbelief and stared at the words on the stone.

Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave.

No matter how many times you look at it, you will know that this is the Flower-Fruit Mountain where the Monkey King lives.

Suddenly, a few small monkey heads appeared from behind a big rock in front.

"My king, you are finally back."

The little ones cried and threw themselves into Wukong's arms.

It turned out that Erlang Shen led the seven brothers of Meishan to set fire to the mountain.

Most of the monkeys escaped, and the remaining ones were mostly caught by hunters.

Now the remaining ones are still holding on here, waiting for the king to return.

Wukong's eyes were red and he held his head high to prevent the tears from falling.

The disaster did not only affect the family, but the Heavenly Court even spared the entire Flower-Fruit Mountain.

They even hid the truth from him and asked him to go on the journey to obtain the scriptures. What a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites!

Suddenly, there was a sound of drums and gongs in the distance.

Several people were standing on the top of the mountain, and a large group of several hundred people, leading hawks and dogs, holding swords and guns, were running towards this side with great momentum.

"It's them. I don't know how many of our people have been captured and killed."

The little monkey said indignantly, and the eyes of several people were full of pain.

"Master, if I commit the sin of killing today, you can end our relationship as master and disciple. My sin alone will never bring trouble to Master and his disciples."

There is no way he would let this group of people go today, even if his master wants to chant the spell to tighten the hoop.

With the golden cudgel in hand, killing is imminent.

"Host, if Wukong really killed hundreds of people in a rage, Heaven and Tathagata would definitely not let him go."

"The mission is at imminent risk of failure."

Tang Shan: How about I kill him?

System: Calm down.

Tang Shan sighed softly and slowly placed her hand on his iron rod.

"Master, please don't stop me."

Wukong's eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred, and he wished he could tear the group of people below to pieces.

"Why should I stop you? Once a teacher, always a father. If you make a mistake, I am bound to be at fault too."

"Master will accompany you today to defeat these scoundrels. I will shoulder the consequences with you."

"I only have one request, please don't beat me to death."

System: "Host, are you crazy? Quickly persuade the monkey."

Wukong originally thought that Tang Shan would give him a long and compassionate speech to persuade him.

He thought of many possibilities, but he never expected to hear these words from his master.

He knelt down and said, "Master, please accept my disciple's greeting."

No matter how hard or tiring the journey is, he will never complain.

Zhu Bajie: "Master, have you really thought it through? If Tathagata blames us, we can't bear it."

Master is so crazy, I’m a little scared.

Could it be that this path is not the path of seeking scriptures, but the path of self-destruction...

Tang Shan said arrogantly: "Fuck the Tathagata Buddha, even if he doesn't allow me to be presumptuous, I have been presumptuous many times."

Hahaha, now I am Nian~Niushulu Tang Sanzang.

Zhu Bajie: There's a reason why I was demoted to the mortal world to work as a laborer on the pilgrimage...