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!

"I saw that bald..." Golden Fur hadn't even finished speaking.


Black Bear Spirit immediately covered his mouth as if by reflex, "Shut up, you can't say that word!"


Golden Fur, looking confused, asked, "Which word?"


"That word!" Black Bear Spirit hinted with his eyes.


But Golden Fur genuinely didn't know and pressed on, "What word exactly? Just say it, will you?"


Black Bear Spirit, eyes red with frustration, replied, "I've said we can't say it, how can I say it?"


Golden Fur said, "So I can guess, right? Saw?"


Black Bear shook his head, "Don't guess, come on, drink, eat, isn't it delightful?"


But Golden Fur's curiosity was already piqued, and after mulling it over for a bit, he suddenly had an idea, "Is it bald..."


Black Bear Spirit covered his mouth again, saying sternly and fiercely, "That's the word, don't say it! Understand? Unless you don't want to live!"


Golden Fur nodded vigorously, indicating he understood.


Chapter 124: Six-Eared Pit