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

Chapter 238 The Old Man Who Reported

Riding westward at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, I suddenly saw high mountains towering into the clouds.

Taibai Jinxing turned into an old man with a youthful face and white hair and stayed in the mountains for several days. He waited and waited, but Tang Seng and his disciples never showed up.

The immortal who originally had an ethereal air now had a haggard and longing look on his face.

Could it be that Tang Seng and his companions took the wrong path? They should have arrived here about the same time.

Forget it, let’s wait a little longer.

It turns out that the next difficulty is the territory of the three big monsters in Lion Camel Ridge. This situation is very dangerous.

In the past, the land god always pretended to be an old mortal man to remind Wukong, but this time he directly sent Taibai Jinxing down.

As for Tang Shan, she took a few apprentices on vacation, eating, drinking and having fun everywhere instead of doing their work, so there was some delay.

"This mountain," Tang Shan said, stopping his white horse and looking back at a ninety-degree angle, "is so high."

Wukong chuckled, "Master, we don't know how many mountains like this we've walked on."

Bajie: "Master, you can ride a horse and climb any mountain without any trouble."

But it was hard for him, the porter, as the mountain was steep and difficult.

Tang Shan reached out and touched Xiaobai's head, "Yeah, thank you for your hard work, Xiaobai."

Not long after they walked into the mountain path, they saw a white-haired old man on the hillside not far away. He was meditating with his eyes closed, facing the sun.

Wukong wanted to ask for directions, but Tang Shan stopped him, saying, "This is a desolate and remote mountain with countless wolves, tigers and leopards. Apart from a few of us fools who have to pass through here to seek Buddhist scriptures, who else would have the ability to enter this mountain?"

Therefore, if this person is not a demon, he must be a fairy.

"Oh, right," Wukong scratched his head, "Master, what if he is a demon?"

Bajie muttered, "So Master also knows that we are fools who want to obtain Buddhist scriptures..."

"Even if it's a demon, if it doesn't have the intention to harm people, then it's none of our business."

The intention to harm people here mainly refers to whether or not to eat Tang Monk's flesh.

The master and his disciples walked lightly so as not to disturb others who were continuing their practice.

Taibai Jinxing woke up from his nap and stretched out lazily facing the warm sun.

He glanced at the path down the mountain, but still did not see Tang Seng and his companions.

No way? He went to the wrong place again?

Before, Tang Shan fell into a trap hole and was caught by a tiger and taken back into the cave. Taibai Jinxing first dozed off and then found the wrong cave entrance, which delayed time.

By the time he found the entrance to the cave, Tang Shan had already left.

Having learned from the last lesson, Taibai Jinxing deliberately waited in advance on the road that Tang Seng had to pass.

As a result, he was still unaware that everyone had passed by.

"Wow, Master, there's a large patch of wild vegetables here."

"Okay, let's light a fire and cook some wild vegetable soup, and be like Xue Baochai, who is guarding the cold kiln."

A gust of wind blew their conversation to the ears of Taibai Jinxing.

"Oh, I almost missed the event again."

Taibai Jinxing quickly followed the sound and saw four people and a white horse making a fire and cooking.

He pretended to be an old man passing by and walked in the direction of Tang Shan.

The master and his disciples seemed to be busy cooking and packing, but they were actually keeping an eye on the old man's every move.

As soon as he dared to show his fangs, several people would attack him.

Taibai Jinxing was already walking very slowly, and even after he was out of Tang Seng's sight, no one came forward to question him.

As a last resort, he returned the same way and tried the same trick again.

The master and his disciples kept exchanging glances, thinking that this old man might be a little mentally unstable.

Bajie casually sprinkled a handful of white pepper into the wild vegetable soup, and the remnants carried by the wind happened to penetrate Taibai Jinxing's nasal cavity.

"Cough cough cough-"

He immediately doubled over and started coughing violently.

"Bang!" Bajie quickly closed the lid.

How come this old man has no regard for hygiene at all?

Tang Shan: You don’t want to scam us in the deep mountains and forests, do you?

Taibai Jinxing coughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He asked, "What did Tang Seng and the others eat? Why is his nose so itchy?"

He rubbed his nose hard until the redness got a little better.

"Maybe the old man is hungry."

Sha Seng picked up the bowl, scooped two spoonfuls of vegetable soup, broke off half a steamed bun and handed it over.

As a result, the smell of pepper came up again, and Taibai Jinxing quickly turned his head and covered his nose.

Bajie was furious. "What do you mean? If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Are you acting like that because you think we're eating pig food?"

As he spoke, he gulped down a big gulp.

Tang Shan glanced at Bajie. Isn't that just pig food?

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

Taibai Jinxing lied with his eyes open, "It's just that I ate too much just now, and now I can't eat anymore."

"Oh?" Tang Shan's eyes lit up. "Where did you eat it? What did you eat? Was it delicious? Do you have any more?"

When Bajie heard this, he quickly swallowed the soup in his mouth. Who would want to eat this when there are delicious options?

"Old man, please speak quickly. My master is asking you a question."

Taibai Venus...

"Eat... I've finished eating. There's no more..."

He spoke softly and softly, feeling as if he had committed an unforgivable crime.

"Okay." The light in Tang Shan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and she accepted her fate and took the bowl handed to her by Sha Seng and took a sip.

Gee, it tastes really bad.

Seeing that he had already started talking with Tang Seng and the others, Taibai Jinxing wanted to complete his mission quickly and go home.

"Elder, where are you going?"

Sha Monk: "We want"

"Hey!" Bajie stopped him, "Master said, when you're out, don't talk to strangers."

As he spoke, he glanced at Taibai Jinxing, wondering how an old man could be so gossipy.

"Ah?" Taibai Jinxing was shocked. Why did Tang Seng teach his disciples such strange things?

As for his disciples, it would be a good thing if they didn't scare others when they go out.

A golden light flashed in Wukong's eyes. This person was not a monster, but he couldn't tell which immortal he was.

Since he has no ill intentions, just let him be.

"Holy Monk, if we continue this road, we will reach Lion Camel Ridge. Inside is a Lion Camel Cave, and in the cave are the Three Kings."

Taibai Jinxing simply said it all in one go.

"They are powerful, with 48,000 demons under their command. The 800-li Lion Camel Ridge is littered with corpses and bones, and the soil beneath is the color of blood."

Okay, the information was finally sent out.

Bajie was so frightened that his hands were shaking as he held the bowl. "This... is so scary..."

He turned around and said, "Master, how about we..."

Wukong glanced at him and said, "Do you dare to say it out loud?"

If the goblin can't kill you, I will beat you to death.

Bajie fell silent. Not to mention the three big demons, it would take several days to fight against the 48,000 little demons alone.

If they were to fight in rotation, they would all be exhausted to death.

Suddenly, his eyes focused on the monkey's fur.

Yes, can’t monkey hair be turned into little monkeys?

At that time, the little monkey will fight the little demon, and they will fight the devil. This distribution will feel much better.

Bajie held his chin and thought, wondering if a monkey really had so much hair on its body.

Would he be unwilling if all his hairs were plucked out?

Wukong felt a burning gaze lingering on him from behind.

To be more precise, it should be on his monkey hair.

Bajie thought that instead of thinking hard about it, it would be better to just get started.

He put down his bowl and chopsticks, walked up to Wukong, stretched out his hand and began to count the monkey hairs on Wukong's arm.

Tang Shan was puzzled: "What's going on? Your senior brother has lice?"

It’s no wonder. After all, Kongkong has a lot of hair on his body, so it’s possible that this would happen if he wasn’t cleaned in time.

But, when did Bajie and Wukong become so in love with each other?

Something is wrong, very wrong.