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

A group of officers and soldiers quickly surrounded the entire street.

This Taoist tavern is owned by the national master, and the identities of those who can be the shopkeepers here are not simple.

This was a huge disgrace in front of his own tavern. The owner was furious and vowed to find the man.

The officers and soldiers gathered everyone on the street and formed them into a long line.

The leader was trying on slippers one by one to compare the sizes.

Bajie: "Out of all the people, he was the only one who was hit. He is unlucky and drags us down with him. What bad luck!"

Sha Monk: "Second Brother, just be quiet. If he hears it, he will cause trouble again."

Wukong carried the middle-aged monk on his back without saying a word.

He just saw clearly that it was the shoes thrown by his master.

He glanced at Tang Shan out of the corner of his eye. She was chewing candy calmly.

"Master, how about exchanging your shoes with Lao Sun's?"

Tang Shan: "Do you have athlete's foot and want to infect your teacher? Kong Kong, this kind of private illness doesn't need to be shared."

I am not worthy of it.

Wukong was helpless and whispered, "I saw it all just now."

He glanced at Tang Shan's feet, and his meaning was self-evident.

Tang Shan: Ah?

She lifted her robe to reveal her two intact shoes. "What do you see?"

Wukong blinked several times. Isn't that his master's shoe?

Whose is that...

He suddenly looked at Bajie behind him, and his eyes flashed with understanding, sympathy and determination.

Oh~ So it’s his, then it’s okay.

Bajie: "Brother Monkey, I feel uneasy when you look at me like that."

I haven't made you angry recently.

Wukong: "It's okay, I just find you much more pleasing to the eye."

Bajie got goosebumps all over his body. He must have seen a ghost today. The monkey actually said that he liked me!

"Master, it's none of our business anyway, why not sneak away from the back."

Bajie rubbed his shoulders that were carrying the load. He had been so busy talking to the monkey that he had eaten less.

Tang Shan: "Who told you it's none of our business?"

Bajie was speechless, "You didn't throw it, did you?"

Tang Shan nodded proudly, "Well, it's accurate, isn't it?"

I am a great shooter who never misses the target. My nickname is Rukawa-san.

Bajie looked around vigilantly.

"Master, if you don't leave here, I'm going to catch you later."

"It's okay. Although I threw the shoes away, they are not mine."

"Huh~" Bajie patted his chest gently, "It's okay then."

Fortunately, the master was smart and knew to throw other people's shoes.

"It's your turn, hurry up."

As soon as Bajie put his foot in, it fit perfectly.

The shopkeeper clapped his hands vigorously, "Great, we finally found the lunatic who attacked me."

Anxious Bajie said: "Master, please explain to them quickly that I didn't throw my shoes at them."

"Whose shoes are you taking? Let him come out and try them on!"

Surrounded by soldiers and officers, Bajie quickly called for help from Tang Shan.

Tang Shan gave him a reassuring gesture in return.

"Remember you said a few days ago that you wanted to buy new shoes? I thought it was a waste to throw away the old ones, so I thought they would be useful in the future."

"No, it's being used so soon."

Bajie...

Master, you can trick your apprentice even by throwing a shoe at him.

The rest of the people dispersed.

The shopkeeper stood on the steps arrogantly, looking down at Tang Shan and others.

He still had Bajie's old shoes in his hand.

"What should I do? This matter could be serious or minor. It all depends on your sincerity in repenting."

His eyes kept wandering over Tang Shan, as if he was considering how much sincerity she could show.

Tang Shan put away the paper fan and said, "It seems I was so busy fanning myself that I forgot to fan you."

"It's so serious, then you should report it to the police."

Anyway, no one can take a penny from my pocket.

Bajie: "Master, it's already this hour and you're still joking. Just give me a few pieces of gold and be done with it."

I usually see you hiding a lot of gold, silver and jewelry.

Zhenyuan Daxian’s sleeves are almost full.

Could gold be more important than me?

Wukong and Sha Seng shook their heads and sighed at the same time.

He is usually quite smart, how could he say such a thing?

It would be fine if he didn’t say it, but if he did, I guess the master would turn around and leave.

As expected, Tang Shan was silent for a long while (pretending).

"Don't worry, Bajie. No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you."

As for whether to wait at Leiyin Temple or there.

Whether it is for eating, drinking, having fun or for sightseeing is another matter.

Bajie: "Brother Monkey, is that what you mean?"

Wukong looked at the sky, the earth, and his toes, but he didn't look at Zhu Bajie.

Plastic brotherhood can be shattered even without anyone else's interference.

Bajie looked at Sha Seng again and said, "Old Sha will never abandon me."

Sha Seng nodded firmly and put down his burden.

Bajie: Lao Sha, I knew you were a good person!

The shopkeeper, Tang Shan and Wukong looked curiously at Sha Seng who was moving forward.

In the end, can this honest and straightforward good brother, whom Bajie places infinite hope on, make the right choice as he wishes?

Sha Seng stopped when he was ten steps away from Bajie.

Bajie's eyes were filled with hope: Say it out loud! Say you do!

explain!!!

Sha Seng bent down at a ninety-degree angle and bowed.

"Second Brother, I will protect Master."

Then he turned around and walked back to his original position without looking back.

Bajie's hope is cracking inch by inch: Whose heart is this~ left alone~

How come the hottest thing turns cold first?

At the end of the story, you seemed to say goodbye...

The shopkeeper couldn't stand it any longer and waved his hand.

The officers and soldiers took Bajie and were about to send him to prison.

When passing by Tang Shan, Bajie's eyes were full of tears, but he stubbornly refused to shed a single tear.

"Don't be sad after I leave. Don't say anything you have in your heart."

The shopkeeper, Tang Shan and Wukong were all upset.

This isn't some illicit love story, it would be too much if it continues like this.

"Master, are we really going to ignore Second Brother?"

"Don't worry, the best is yet to come."

The hotels on the street were afraid of offending the Taoist priest and did not dare to rent rooms to Tang Shan and her friends.

Later, they heard that the middle-aged monk was a monk from the nearby Zhiyuan Temple, so they decided to stay in the temple.

An abbot with graying hair quickly asked people to carry the middle-aged monk back.

"If it weren't for me collecting money for the medicine to treat my illness, Zhiyuan wouldn't have gone out to beg."

The abbot's eyes were filled with tears. Even the enlightened monk who was used to advising others to let go of everything could not help but shed tears of pain.

"Don't worry, my master is a high-ranking monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East. He will definitely help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

Sha Seng put the luggage away.

Without my second brother around, I feel empty.

I looked behind them and said, "Maybe my eyes are blurry and I didn't see that there were other people."

Tang Shan smiled confidently, stretched out her arm towards the wig and pulled it hard.

Wukong and Sha Wujing: Master is about to return to his original appearance!

Two pulls...

Three pulls...

……

The smile gradually faded...