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

Several people rushed forward and subdued the crocodile.

Bajie sniffed the red stain on Tang Shan's body, luckily it was ketchup.

"Master, you almost scared us to death."

Lao Sha and White Dragon Horse nodded.

There was no such scene in the rehearsal just now.

Mo'ang clasped his hands and bowed, "Saint Monk, this was done by the crocodile dragon alone. How to deal with him is entirely up to you."

I hope Tang Seng and Sun Wukong don’t vent their anger on the West Sea.

River God, hehe, can finally go home.

Bajie, hehe, I, the pig, need to wear new leather shoes.

Everyone looked at Tang Shan, as if quietly waiting for the judge to make a ruling.

Tang Shan glanced at the crocodile quietly, and slowly placed her right hand on her chest.

His tone was weak from being frightened. "How can I blame him for this? He just wanted to eat me and achieve immortality."

"He just made the same mistake that every goblin in the world would make."

In the final analysis, it is the gods in heaven who spread rumors everywhere, and then come out to conduct hypocritical enforcement.

Putting aside the fact that he wanted to eat me, they were actually just pitiful tool monsters.

The apprentice and the Moang River God were suddenly speechless.

Is the holy monk pleading for mercy on behalf of the demon who wants to eat him?

Tang Shan: Then I’m not that great.

Mo Ang looked at Tang Shan's expression and asked tentatively, "Then I will take her back and let my father deal with her?"

After all, he is my aunt's child, so I should try my best to keep him.

Tang Shan turned her eyes towards Wukong and leaned towards him.

Holding his forehead with his fingers, he said, "I have a headache, chest tightness, shortness of breath, and difficulty breathing..."

Everyone: “What else?”

"Gold hunger and hardened wallets."

Of course, the former are just fictitious symptoms, and the latter are the real causes of the disease.

Wukong was searching for the medicine jar he had taken from Taishang Laojun.

"Master, just take a few pills."

Bajie suddenly pulled him aside and said, "My dear brother, don't you understand what Master means?"

He glanced in Tang Shan's direction and said, "He's planning to make a killing from the Dragon King of the West Sea."

Moang: "What does the holy monk mean?"

Lao Sha: "My master is weak. After what happened, I'm afraid he'll need some deep-sea pearls or thousand-year-old red coral to calm his nerves."

Bajie gave a thumbs up and said, "Look, Monkey Brother, even Lao Sha has become smarter."

Wukong silently took the pill back.

It seems that I need to visit the Heavenly Palace more often when I have time, otherwise my position as the eldest brother may be in jeopardy.

Moang: Can deep-sea pearls and corals calm nerves?

Tang Shan: "Xiaobai, as the saying goes, go home often. Why don't you go back to the West Sea with your brother to visit the old Dragon King?"

Bajie whispered in the White Dragon Horse's ear: "Master means that when you come back, remember to bring the things I just mentioned."

The White Dragon Horse suddenly understood and nodded seriously.

Don't worry, for my master, I can search the entire West Sea Clam Clan.

The Black Water River disaster finally came to an end.

The god of the Black Water River suddenly raised his crutch.

Tang Shan quickly reached out to take it, "Oh, you're so polite, no need to give me a gift, it's what I should do."

The river god widened his eyes and asked, "When did I ever give you a gift?"

I scraped my whole body but couldn't find a single penny.

"Holy monk, you misunderstood."

He walked to the Blackwater River and raised his cane high.

It was hard to tell whether he was the torchbearer in Journey to the West or a cheap imitation of the Statue of Liberty.

He shouted at the river with full force: "Get out!"

shock! ! !

Tang Shan and her disciples stared at each other.

Tang Shan: Now we urgently need to know whether it is illegal for a deity to go crazy and beat up someone.

I saw a waterless passage running across the middle of the Black Water River, leading directly to the other side.

"Holy Monk, Great Saint, you may pass now."

Huh~ Tang Shan patted her chest as if relieved. So this is what it meant.

Oh no!

You are such a cunning old man. You didn’t find a way out earlier and caught the crocodile before you used the River God skill for me.

After crossing the river and heading west, they arrived at the territory of Chechi Kingdom.

Tang Shan and others were walking on the top of the mountain when they heard a noise coming from the foot of the mountain.

"Master Dao, we really can't move it anymore."

"Could you please let us rest for a while?"

Looking closely, two young Taoist priests were supervising a group of monks moving stones and digging sand.

There were several police officers nearby, cursing and shouting at them to move faster.

The monks were covered in dust, their robes were tattered, and they were thin.

They all looked dilapidated and listless.

Bajie came forward and said, "Master, it seems this land is not very friendly to monks."

Sha Seng was worried: "Master, you are so bald..."

I'm afraid it's hard to hide it.

Wukong laughed and said, "What are you afraid of? I am here with you! Master, just go forward boldly."

Tang Shan leaned forward. A few steps further would bring her to the cliff...

Thanks for the invitation. I haven't thought about sacrificing myself heroically yet.

"Who's up there?" an angry shout came.

The officers and soldiers began to move upwards with a rustling sound.

Bajie: "Master, hurry up!"

When he turned around, Tang Seng had already changed into a scholar's outfit, with a silky black wig firmly stuck on his head.

Because of this glue, even a level 10 typhoon can't blow it away.

"It's you guys. Where are you from? What are you doing here stealthily?"

The officer had a fierce look on his face and looked at the people in front of him with scrutiny.

"Who were you calling Master?"

Could it be a monk on the run?

Tang Shan walked forward and bowed with a fan.

"My surname is Shi, my given name is Fu. I was originally a traveler, so people nicknamed me the Empty Young Master."

Hehehe... Wukong and Bajie hid behind him and tried hard to hold back their laughter.

The master actually changed his name to Kongxu.

The officer saw Tang Shan dressed in white, with a straight waist, handsome appearance, and a hint of nobility between his eyebrows.

A closer look revealed a hollow jade pendant with dragon pattern made of mutton-fat white jade tied around the waist.

I think this person is either rich or noble, and it is not easy to make enemies with him.

The officer immediately put on a flattering smile and asked, "I wonder where Mr. Kongxu came from and where he is going?"

"I'm coming from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and I'm going to Chechi Kingdom."

"What a coincidence! Sir, you can come with us into the city. Our capital is not far away."

Tang Shan very tactfully took out a tael of gold and stuffed it into the officer's hand.

On the way into the city, the girls and young women on the street all stared at Tang Shan.

Many people also threw handkerchiefs and winked at her.

"Master, where did you get that wig? Give me one too."

Bajie stared at Tang Shan's long, shiny, black, flowing hair with envy.

If I wore it too, would I be as popular?

Tang Shan thought for a few seconds and agreed.

The story that follows...

Tang Shan gently took the hand of a beautiful woman and said, "My beauty, will you enjoy the sunset with me?"

"Wow~ So handsome and good at flirting~ We want one too!"

Bajie finally squeezed in and said, "Beautiful lady, can I invite you to go boating on the lake and enjoy the lanterns together?"

The girls were horrified: "Ah! He's so ugly and a hooligan, report him to the police!"