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!

Zhu Ganglie laughed and said, "Fellows, you say that Golden Cicada is a monk without the strength to truss a chicken, yet in the eyes of this old pig, the fellow looks quite robust!"


Hearing this, the protective spirits all gave bitter smiles, while Tang Sanzang felt like crying but had no tears...


Tang Sanzang asked, "Zhu Ganglie, you... since you followed that fake monk, why have you come back to find me?"


Zhu Ganglie stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then suddenly looked up at the sky and exclaimed, "Look, a demon!"


Everyone instinctively looked up, only to experience a whirlwind of flying sand and rocks as a fierce wind picked up!


By the time they realized something was amiss and looked down, Zhu Ganglie had vanished.


The group hastily turned to Tang Sanzang, who was unharmed. They exchanged glances and murmured, "That Zhu Ganglie left and then returned, stirred up a wind, and without doing much else, has left again. What is he actually up to?"


Chapter 93 Baldy Enters the Palace [Please Bookmark]