A Puppet

The flames were blazing, and the flames lit up the whole cave.

On a stone pillar, there was a little light shining. It was the bald head of Monk Tang reflecting light. Monk Tang woke up and found himself tied to the stone pillar. He endured the pain in his forehead and looked around. He just couldn't help grinning and "sneaked into" the gold pocket hole successfully.

Snoring lulu ~

A purr blared like muffled thunder, and the rubble on the ground kept beating in the purr.

When Monk Tang heard the fame, he saw a huge stone bed. One-Horned King was sleeping soundly. The arhat bracelet was beside his pillow.

Seeing this, the smile on the corners of Monk Tang's mouth couldn't help getting bigger. arhat bracelet is better at that position to facilitate his next move.

After wandering around for a week, Monk Tang found that the cave should only be used by One-Horned King to sleep and rest. There was no sign of other goblins, but a faint voice could be heard outside the cave.