Yimeng Huangliang

“Great Saint, why did you follow that thieving baldy to rob the sacred mountain?”
“Ah, it’s a long story. Back then, that thieving baldy grabbed my neck and asked me, ‘Are you coming with me to the Western Heaven, or should I send you to the Western Heaven...’”
“What about you, Marshal Tianpeng?”
“He said he was afraid of getting hungry on the way to the West, so he brought some dry rations along.”
“...”
This is a story filled with joy, scheming, and relentless teasing all the way through.

Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

He really wanted to ask Mu Zha whether the other person was male or female...


But asking that directly would have been too obvious, and surprisingly, he felt a bit sheepish.


After some thought, he tentatively asked, "Heh heh... So... what's her last and first name?"


He figured that knowing the name would reveal the gender; you might call it a roundabout rescue.


Mu Zha, clearly not seeing through the fact that this bald thief was a real smooth operator, naively answered, "His Buddhist name is Wujing! Wujing as in 'comprehending' and 'pure.'


Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he muttered to himself, "Pure... hehe... hahaha... hehe, pure is good, pure is good! No more talking, let's go!"


With that, Tang Sanzang grabbed Mu Zha by the shoulders and dragged him away!


Seeing this, Mu Zha seemed to understand something, but while he wanted to explain, he feared that a poor explanation might land him squished under the other's armpit.


Chapter 35: Resentment from Tangseng【Please Bookmark】