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

In Chenjiazhuang, a house at the head of the village was lit with yellow lights and a banner was erected at the door.

Bajie smelled a fragrance coming from this room.

"Master, I'll go knock on the door and call for help."

Tang Shan: If you open the door like that, people will be scared to death.

"You should come as a teacher."

Bajie stopped and said, "Master, do you think I'm too ugly to be presented to others?"

Wukong and Sha Seng looked at Tang Shan at the same time. Is that true?

Tang Shan: Don’t you have any idea?

You bring it up like this and ask me how I should answer you.

I am going for the character of a gentle and domineering holy monk.

Tang Shan chuckled, "How could that be? I never judge people by their appearance."

Even if you are a pig, I will not tell you that you are ugly to your face.

Bajie: "Then I'll knock on the door."

"Wait a moment!"

The three apprentices turned around again and stared at Tang Shan in unison.

Master, if you really think we are ugly, you can just tell me directly.

Tang Shan swallowed and said, "Well, well, go ahead."

"Try to be nicer."

Let the people give the answers they want with their discerning eyes.

"Knock knock knock..."

"Come on~"

Creak! The door opened.

A man with gray hair, about sixty years old, appeared.

Bajie: "Donor, we are here"

"Bang!" The door was closed immediately.

"There's a monster!" The sound of panicked escape came from behind the door.

Tang Shan was peeling a banana with an expression that said, "As expected."

There is a reason why Tang Seng is the only one who goes to knock on the door every time in the book.

Beauty is justice.

But it is also possible that it was simply to find something for Tang Seng to do.

Otherwise, you will just keep nagging along the way, directing others to work and even making things worse.

He is just a huge troublemaker and a person with connections.

"Hmm, the banana is so sweet." Tang Shan took a big bite without thinking.

Bajie walked back dejectedly, "Master, you should go."

After saying that, she threw herself into Sha Seng's arms and cried.

"It's not my decision whether I'm ugly or not. What right does he have to say that about me? Wuwuwu..."

Wukong: "Don't cry, maybe someone will appreciate your style in the future."

Sha Seng patted his back and said comfortingly, "Second Brother, how about I sing a song for you? That way you won't be so sad."

Bajie stopped sobbing and said, "Is there such a magical song? Then try singing it."

"If the world is dark, you are actually very beautiful..."

"Ugly freak~ah~ah~ah~can you please not turn on the light…"

Bajie: Okay, now I feel even worse than before.

"Lao Sha, you better shut up."

Sha Seng was puzzled: "What's wrong, Second Brother, are you feeling better now?"

Wukong and White Dragon Horse have joined Tang Shan's group of people eating bananas and watching the show.

Bajie bit his lower lip and said with forbearance: "I gave you the time of a song, not for you to rub salt into my wounds."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Sure enough, Sha Seng didn't understand what Bajie meant.

Tang Shan and Wukong tried to suppress their laughter.

Bajie's sad mood has completely turned into speechlessness towards Sha Seng.

How does this not prove that Sha Seng’s method has worked?

Although the process was different from what he imagined.

Bajie gave an awkward yet polite smile that only a grown pig could have.

"What I mean is, I appreciate your kindness, you don't have to sing anymore."

The defenseless Bajie found a corner and squatted there waiting for the door to open.

Sha Seng: Second Brother must be afraid that I will get tired from singing, so he doesn’t want me to sing for so long.

I will let him know my singing ability when I have the chance in the future.

After Tang Shan knocked on the door and explained something, the few people finally entered the house.

As soon as she arrived in the yard, a pair of children playing around accidentally bumped into Tang Shan's legs.

Chen Cheng (the old man who opened the door): "This is my daughter, she's eight years old, her name is Yichengjin."

Tang Shan: If this name were put in modern times, wouldn't he be called Chen Baiwan?

"This is my nephew, my brother Chen Qing's child, named Chen Guanbao."

Both of them had children in their old age and they treasure them very much.

Now there is both love and sorrow in his eyes.

Tang Shan gently touched the two children's heads.

"There's no need to send the child away, and there's no need to recite the Fast before the Death."

I am a young man of the new era. How could I watch people being sacrificed alive?

Even if you know that these are just paper people in the book, or even just insignificant cannon fodder NPCs.

But in the world of the book, they are living people.

Tang Shan felt a little sad for a moment. She wondered if Wukong and the others would have to start a new round of journey to the West after she returned.

The master comes and goes, but the apprentice remains, and the cycle continues.

Wukong and his companions felt uneasy when they saw Tang Shan's complicated look.

I thought I hadn’t made any mistakes recently…

Bajie's eyes rolled and he immediately thought of another topic.

"Master, I've only heard of Ping'an Zhai, Qingmiao Zhai, etc. This is the first time I've heard of a pre-death Zhai."

Wukong said to Sha Wujing stealthily, "Master, you usually don't even recite a single word of the sutra, yet you know it now."

Sha Monk: "Perhaps Master is just hiding his true abilities at ordinary times, but he is very understanding at the critical moment."

Wukong: If I hadn’t experienced self-rescue through chanting sutras myself, I would have almost believed it.

Tang Shan: I don’t understand, but I know how to travel through books.

Chen Qing and Chen Cheng were shocked. We hadn't even said anything yet, but the holy monk already knew.

They knelt down and said, "Master, please save our child."

Bajie: We just want to have a free meal, but you want us to work for you!

"I'm sure you've seen the Temple of the Great King of Inspiration by the river, right?"

Tang Shan and her disciples fell silent. They really hadn't seen anything happen.

As soon as Bajie smelled the fragrance of food, he rushed over here. No one paid attention to what was elsewhere.

Old man Chen didn't mind and continued to chatter on.

It turned out that nine years ago, a king of inspiration came here and said that he could bless Chenjiazhuang with good weather, but the prerequisite was to offer a pair of boys and girls as sacrifices once a year.

If they don't give, they will send rotten residues to the crops and houses to be flooded. The people have suffered from their tyranny for a long time.

The smart old man said: "Then why don't you move away?"

Bajie sighed and said that it was shameful for him to say that you were his junior brother.

"Where can the whole village move to? Where can they find fields to farm and land to build houses?"

Lao Sha continues to display his intelligence and talent.

"Then wouldn't it be better if they didn't have children?"

amount……

At this moment, Bajie seemed to have lost all his strength and means.

"I'm sorry, Lao Sha. I've suddenly lost the desire to communicate with others. You should ask Master about such profound questions."

Everyone looked at Tang Shan at once.

What a good trick to divert the trouble away. Humph, I'm not afraid.

"Lao Sha, I know you are studious and curious. This question is actually very simple."

Bajie pricked up his ears to listen to what his master had to say.

"I'll send you away, a thousand miles away. You can find the Goddess of Childbirth and ask her why."

One step, perfect.

Sha Monk: Huh? You want me to go find Guanyin alone?

Wukong suddenly remembered the previous times when he went to see Guanyin but was kicked out.

Lao Sha, you're on your own.