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

Chapter 315 Eating Banana

"Remember not to be extravagant or wasteful, lest you bring disaster upon yourself."

Tang Shan kindly advised that it was because Mr. Kou made such a grand scene that he attracted the attention of thieves, who came and robbed them late at night when they were away. Mr. Kou was accidentally tripped and died.

So, wealth should not be exposed, and she has always been very good at this.

Even her close disciples didn't know how many treasures were in her sleeves.

However, Mr. Kou agreed readily on the surface and knocked on every door that night to prepare for the banquet for the next day.

The next morning, Tang Shan woke up, opened the door, and saw the yard was full of tables and chairs.

The air was filled with sandalwood incense, the place was bustling with people, and it was very noisy.

"Ah--" Bajie stretched lazily and walked out, "Master is quite popular."

Looks like I can have a good meal again today.

Tang Shan held her forehead with her hand, this plot was impossible to avoid.

Forget it, since it has come, just destroy it.

"Holy monk, have a safe journey!"

"Holy monk, you must remember to come back. We are waiting for you here."

"Holy monk woo woo woo——"

A group of fellow villagers cheered, their reluctance to leave was evident in words.

Tang Shan rode on the horse with a frown on her face.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s a scene of life and death separation.

"Gee~" Tang Shan patted the horse's butt, "Xiaobai, hurry up, this scene is too enthusiastic."

The horse ran dozens of meters away in a flash.

"Master, the road to Lingshan is this way."

Tang Shan rode the white dragon alone towards the small hill in the opposite direction, and Wukong quickly reminded her.

Tang Shan pulled the reins, turned around and shook her bangs beautifully (even a bald head could do that).

"Kong, never doubt your sense of direction."

After saying that, he continued walking.

Wukong stood there in a daze. What sense of direction did he have? Hadn’t he always been directionally challenged?

If he hadn't walked in front to lead the way, Master and Xiaobai probably wouldn't have been able to get out of the continent.

Bajie quickly followed, and when he passed Wukong, he said, "Brother Monkey, we should go wherever he says. You can't force him to go."

Behind the small hill, there is a dilapidated thatched house.

It should be a temporary residence for people who used to plant trees and raise livestock on the mountain. Inside, there is nothing but a broken mat, a wooden chair with a missing leg, and spider webs all over the walls.

Sha Seng stepped forward and shook himself a few times, and a cloud of white dust instantly exploded, causing Tang Shan to cough uncontrollably.

Bajie complained: "Why did we come to such a shabby place?"

Wukong seized the opportunity and said sarcastically, "Master asked you to come, so you have to come. What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Alright, alright, now I will assign tasks."

"What mission?"

The disciples gathered around. Isn’t their mission to obtain the scriptures?

Tang Shan took out the dozen pounds of bananas that Mr. Kou had given her that morning and said, "These are empty. You are responsible for eating the banana flesh and leaving the banana peel."

A whole banana just cut from the tree seems to still exude the fragrance of grass and trees.

"Eat...eat it all?"

Wukong stuttered a little, did he hear it right?

Tang Shan lowered her head to look for something, without even looking up, and replied lightly: "Yes, eat it all."

Wukong...

Bajie pushed Wukong away with his butt. It turned out that the mission was to eat, so there would be no problem for him.

"Master, where is mine?"

He approached Tang Shan with a smile and started to reach out. What would his master give him to eat?

"Here, take this out to the street."

Bajie's smile instantly disappeared. He pointed at a row of earthenware jars of peanut oil on the ground and said, "You want me to eat this?"

Not to mention whether you can drink it or not, if you drink from the top, oil will leak from the bottom.

Tang Shan looked up in surprise, incredulous, "You want to drink this?"

Didn’t she just say she was moving?

"Isn't there anyone like Monkey Brother, eating fruit and buns or something?"

At this moment, Wukong was stuffing the twelfth banana into his mouth. His flat belly was slightly bulging, and every burp smelled like banana.

Sha Seng thoughtfully handed over a pot of water, "Don't choke, big brother."

Wukong's face was distorted and his eyes were dull. He mechanically took the water and gulped down a big gulp.

Burp~ My stomach is even more bloated now.

"Idiot, if you don't want to move, let's switch."