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

"Wash it white, I wash it white, wash it until my skin is soft and smooth."

Zhu Bajie hummed a little tune while washing up by the patio.

He used up half of Tang Shan's bottle of shower gel in one wash.

You'll be able to have a good sleep soon.

In the room, Tang Shan was clicking on the computer.

"Master, why aren't you sleeping so late at night?"

Bajie carried the bathtub and secretly put the shower gel back to its place.

If Tang Shan hadn't been busy reconciling accounts and had no time to pay attention to him, the fragrance filling the room would have been enough to make her nose dizzy.

"You guys go to sleep first. I still have to study Buddhism."

After saying that, he quickly turned two pages.

Wukong: I don’t believe you at all. I didn’t even know who you were at the beginning, and you couldn’t even recite the six-syllable mantra.

Bajie: Master, do you think I’m blind? There are only numbers on it.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Tang Shan stretched lazily.

"Finally, the calculation is done. I only need half of the money to redeem myself."

I used to be free and uninhibited all my life, but now I have to work like a slave for just hundreds of billions.

How embarrassing~

System: You have clearly manipulated Versailles literature.

When you were working from nine to five a month for three thousand yuan just to make a living, didn’t you talk about freedom?

Now I eat, drink, travel and enjoy the scenery every day and start to establish a noble image.

The disciples were sleeping soundly, and Tang Shan was also preparing to turn off the lights and rest.

Suddenly a strong wind blew outside the door, making the doors and windows creak.

A vague white human-shaped shadow suddenly floated in the yard.

"Master! Master!"

He floated outside the window and shouted at Tang Shan.

Tang Shan yawned and walked to the window with sleepy eyes, and the King of Black Chicken was secretly happy.

The holy monk can indeed see me.

For three years, I have been immersed in the deep well day and night, like a wandering ghost.

This is the only chance, I must seize it.

The next second, Tang Shan slammed the doors and windows shut.

It seems that I am too sleepy and everything I see is blurry.

As soon as I lay down, I heard shouting outside again.

"Holy monk, Master, holy monk, Master."

Unable to bear it any longer, Tang Shan turned over and angrily opened the door.

Eyes still closed, "You better be really worried."

King Wuji: Are all the holy monks in the Tang Dynasty so hot-tempered?

Never mind, my life is more important.

He bowed and said, "Good evening, holy monk. I have something I would like to ask for your help."

"You know it's late at night. Can't you talk about it tomorrow? Or are you afraid of going to the bathroom alone in the middle of the night?"

You better not be the reason.

King Wuji: But I'm a ghost, how can I appear in broad daylight...

"I am the king of the Black Chicken Kingdom, which is forty miles away from here. I was harmed by a traitor. I..."

"Ah, it's the King. Please take a seat."

Tang Shan's eyes suddenly opened and she came back to life!

The King of Wuji in front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and a purple crown, with tears in his eyes.

After welcoming the King of Wuji into the house, Tang Shan kicked each of her disciples to wake them up.

The King of Wuji was flattered, but after seeing Tang Shan's actions, he was so frightened that he dared not say a word.

What a tough monk.

"Everyone, get up and assemble!"

Damn muscle memory, Bajie's brain hasn't even started working yet, but several people have already stood in a row.

King Wuji: It feels like being in a military camp.

Wukong: "Master, why did you bring a ghost back?"

"Master, I can tell at a glance that he is not human. This is the first time I've seen a ghost, so I brought him back to build a good relationship with him."

Bajie: "Master, you don't have to wake me up. What does it have to do with me?"

"As a master, I want to share the joys and sorrows with you. Since I have to stay up all night, how can you, as my disciples, sleep soundly beside me?"

Bajie: Is this how this word is used?

Sha Monk: "Donor, you have been a ghost for quite some time now. Why don't you go and reincarnate?"

The King of Black Chicken raised his sleeve to wipe away tears, "It's not that I don't want to, but I've been trapped in the deep well for a long time, and no one has come to lead me out."

Wukong: It must be that the underworld’s messenger is lazy again.

But why does the king start crying every time he speaks? It's so inappropriate.

Tang Shan picked up a pen and paper and said, "Don't worry about them. Just state your demands."

"As a well-known sutra-grabbing team in the Tang Dynasty, we not only have good people but also charge good quality and low prices."

"Even if you want the Queen Mother's peaches, I can ask Kong Kong to go to heaven and pick them for you right away."

The King of Black Chicken was surprised: "Huh? You want to charge money?"

Didn’t the gods say it was free?

Never mind, let me explain the situation first. What if he feels sorry for me and doesn’t charge me?

"Five years ago, there was a drought in Wuji Country, and the rain refused to fall. Later, a Taoist priest appeared who could call the wind and rain. I became sworn brothers with him."

"You treated him like a brother, but he just turned you into air, right?"

"The holy monk is truly remarkable, indeed. He pushed me into the well three years ago, usurped my throne, and occupied my harem. I have no place to complain."

After saying this, he was about to cry again.

Tang Shan handed the notebook directly to him.

"Boss, this is a contract, don't cry yet."

It’s not too late to cry after watching it.

The deep well salvage cost 10,000 taels.

It cost ten thousand taels to transport the corpse back to his hometown.

One hundred thousand taels to catch a monster.

Resurrection from the dead for five hundred thousand taels.

Tang Shan smiled and said, "A total of 620,000 gold. If there is no objection, we can start working immediately."

Wukong: I thought Master only blackmailed demons and gods, but I didn’t expect he would even go after ghosts.

Bajie: There is no business without fraud. Master, if you are so greedy for money, why don't you become a businessman? You shouldn't be a monk...

Wukong and Bajie remained silent.

But Sha Seng was a simple and honest fellow. "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. How can you accept money from others, Master?"

Tang Shan had expected this question to come sooner or later.

It is impossible, absolutely impossible, for me, the great king of sophistry, to be stumped by my apprentice.

"The world is a cycle of cause and effect. My interference in other people's affairs must have a cause. My taking money to do the work was the cause, and his resurrection and becoming a king was the result."

"I will give back the money I collect to the poor people of the world, and this will settle this karma."

Of course, I'm just making this up.

All the money collected is in the system.

If there is retribution for lying, please let it be on the system, thank you.

System under repair...

Drifting monk suddenly realized, "I will definitely follow my master and study Buddhism in the future."

What Master said makes so much sense.

My master never blamed me for being so stupid. I'd better not talk too much about his affairs in the future.

Wukong and Bajie: It seems that Lao Sha has been successfully fooled again.

The King of Black Chicken stared blankly at the bill in Tang Shan's hand.

I forgot to let the tears fall.

So expensive!

This is the treasury income of my entire Black Chicken Kingdom for three years!

He was indecisive and hesitant.

Tang Shan took a sip of tea calmly. "What's more important, money or life? If you lose money, you can save it again, but you only have one life."

"You've died before, so you should know how hard it is to be a wandering ghost."

"As the saying goes, an emperor is worth a thousand gold. I have now raised your worth to ten thousand gold. Why are you still not happy?"

Alas, ghosts are quite difficult to please.