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

Chapter 131 Fake Wukong Appears

The bandits reported the amount of money they had robbed in the past few days one by one, and Tang Shan's computer never stopped.

I didn’t expect that a mere bandit on a hill could rob nearly 100,000 taels of silver.

System: Host, you can earn a huge sum of money again, and you are not far from redeeming yourself.

Tang Shan frowned, but these were all snatched from the hands of poor people, they were like blood-soaked buns!

How could I, a young pioneer of the working class, become an evil and black-hearted capitalist!

System: You didn’t steal it, so don’t feel so burdened.

Tang Shan: You have no humanity!

The system persisted in its advice: In our line of work, the most taboo is to develop feelings for the NPCs in the book.

Tang Shan grinned: "Hmm? Is there a story?"

You have stories but I don't have wine, so let's chat together.

The system rolled its eyes: Do whatever you want, I'm going to plug in.

I don't care about you, you annoying thing. I'll be free once the mission is completed.

In the end, Tang Shan reluctantly took out 100,000 taels of gold from his own pocket, plus the 100,000 taels of silver he had robbed.

She instructed the bandits to kowtow at every step and personally deliver the money to the families of the people they had killed.

The remaining money is used for disaster relief and the construction of public buildings.

Old Yang knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face. "Saint monk, you are so compassionate. We thank you on behalf of the people."

Tang Shan quickly helped him up and said, "I'm not a savior. I'm just a small help. It's not worth mentioning."

Bajie was stunned. "Master, don't you usually value gold the most? Why is he so generous now?"

If I were given one hundred thousand taels of gold, I would be able to marry so many beautiful wives.

Sha Seng was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. "Second Brother, don't say that. Have you ever seen Master use the money to enjoy himself?"

The master robbed the gods and monsters along the way, surely to distribute the gold to the poor. The master is so great...

Bajie thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be just as Lao Sha said.

We slept in the open air and had to eat and drink a lot along the way, but the master never complained.

I didn't see him taking out money to eat and live well. Could it be that I really misunderstood him?

Wukong stared blankly at his master's back.

I originally thought that he liked gold, so I indulged him in running around to collect treasures from the gods. It turned out that the gold was for me.

Master is the only monk I have ever met who cannot recite Buddhist scriptures, but he is much better than those gods and Buddhas sitting high in the temple.

In a corner unknown to Tang Shan, the disciples' state of mind gradually underwent earth-shaking changes.

The bandits put on the smart shackles prepared by Tang Shan one by one, which had waterproof and anti-smashing functions, positioning alarm and electric shock functions.

In this way, this group of bandits had to live a life under 24-hour surveillance.

Tang Shan: "I am not a judge. I am not the one to pronounce or decide on the crimes you have committed. I just hope that you can make amends as much as possible in the rest of your life."

She suddenly smiled and said, "After all, you can't refuse."

After that, the bandits in the mountains disappeared, and only a group of anonymous people remained who were responsible for building bridges and roads for the people and competing to do all kinds of good things.

When others kept asking them their names, they put their hands together and just said that their boss's surname was Tang, nothing else.

After the matter here was settled, Tang Shan and the others set out on the mountain road again heading west.

Another half day passed and it was almost dusk.

Everyone found a flat place to sit down and rest.

Because Tang Shan's system had repeatedly challenged other book administrators to fights, the headquarters restricted its food distribution function.

So, from now on, Master Tang Shan and his apprentice could only eat the food they begged for.

Look, Bajie’s stomach is rumbling again.

He looked at Tang Shan eagerly: "Master, I'm hungry."

He went to the toilet this morning and squatted to empty the food he had eaten. Now his stomach was really empty.

Sha Seng stood up and took out a pancake from his shoulder pole, which was baked by Old Yang himself.

The aroma of fried onions instantly filled Bajie's nose, and he quickly extended his hand, "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Sha Seng picked up the bread and water, walked past him ruthlessly, and squatted down beside Tang Shan.

"Master, you must be hungry too, eat something."

Bajie:?

Master didn’t say anything just now!

Forget it, Lao Sha is no longer as cute as he was at the beginning.

Bajie had no choice but to get up and look for food on his shoulder pole.

The weather was getting hotter, and Tang Shan had no appetite when she saw the greasy pancakes. She wanted to eat something refreshing and cool.

"No, Master is not hungry. Give it to Bajie."

Sha Seng glanced at Bajie who was wolfing down his food. He had eaten up all the pancakes baked by Old Yang.

Could it be that the master was afraid that the second brother would not have enough to eat so he was reluctant to let him eat?

The master was so good to them that he always gave his apprentices every bite of food.

Tang Shan: Lao Sha, you think too much.

I'm really not the kind of person who is so great as to sacrifice myself.

Wukong observed his master's expression and guessed that his master wanted to eat something else.

"Master, why don't I go look around and see if I can get some other food."

Tang Shan nodded: No one knows me better than Kong Kong.

Wukong instructed, "Old Sha Bajie, remember to keep an eye on Master. I'll be back soon."

He jumped onto the somersault cloud and flew into the sky.

Bajie's mouth was full of oil at this time. He picked up the kettle and drank some water, only to find that there was no water left.

He was so thirsty after eating so much bread that he couldn't stand it any longer. "Master, I'll go get some water."

Only Lao Sha, Xiao Bai and Tang Shan were left at the scene.

There was a rustling sound coming from the woods beside the mountain road.

Lao Sha and Xiao Bai immediately went on alert, and soon a six-eared macaque jumped out of the woods.

He was only wearing clothes made of banana leaves, holding on to the vines with one hand, swinging in the woods.

Lao Sha took a closer look and said, "Isn't this the eldest brother? How come he came back so soon?"

He jokingly said, "You've changed your clothes too. Maybe you've suddenly missed your days as the Monkey King in the mountains and are reliving them!"

After hearing this, Tang Shan felt that Kong Kong still had a childlike innocence and did not suspect anything.

Bajie, who was coming back from fetching water, bumped into the falling Six-Eared Macaque.

The fruit in his arms fell to the ground and he was about to get angry.

Bajie almost squatted down and began to pick them up one by one carefully.

Phew~ I was so scared, I almost thought I had smashed Master’s fruit.

The monkey will tear me apart by then.

He smiled and stuffed the fruit back into Liu'er Mihou's arms, then dragged him towards Tang Shan.

"Brother Monkey, what are you doing? Let's go quickly. Master is hungry."

The six-eared macaque's brows knitted into a knot. "Brother Monkey? Master?"

He has always been a loner in the mountains, but now a pig-headed man suddenly appears and calls him Monkey Brother, and he suddenly becomes interested.

So he let Bajie drag him forward, as he wanted to see who had come to the mountain.

As soon as they arrived at the place, Bajie took all the fruits in his arms and put them in the hands of a handsome monk.

Six-eared Macaque:!

I picked that!