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Journey to the West - Chapter 18 Part 2

Freitag, 16. August 2024 · 15 min

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A monkey rejected a kiss from a pig, for good reasons.

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Thank you Journey to the West, an audio drama series. Chapter 18 Part 2 After being asked about what happened, Squire GAO explained This village of ours has never once in time encountered any evil spirit or ravaging monster. This old man here is unfortunate to have no sons but just three daughters. The eldest was named Xianglan, meaning Fragrant orchid. The second was named Ulan, meaning jade orchid. The youngest was named Suelan, meaning green orchid. The elder two were arranged to be married to fellow villagers. Since a young age, only the youngest daughter was left. We wanted her to marry a son-in-law who could join our family, acting as a caretaker for my old age. He will need to serve the family

and work for us somehow. Three years ago a man showed up. He looked rather neat if you ask me. He said he came from the mountain of the Blessed Mound. His last name was Drew, meaning Pig. He had no parents or siblings and would like to be my in house son-in-law. This old man saw that he was a man without attachment so I accepted him into the family when he was just married into our doors.

He was rather hard working. He needed no Oxford tools to plow the fields, no sickle or staff to harvest grains. He left that dark and returned that day. That was all fine with us, but there was one problem. His face changes. Sinjo asked. In what way? Squire GAO answered. When he just arrived. He was one large dark man.

Later, he turned into this fool with the long mouth and huge ears. There's even a patch of bristle on the back of his head. His torso got so rough and terrifying, and his face looked just like a pig. He also had an enormous appetite. For every meal, he would consume three to five doll of rice. Even just for morning snack, he would eat over 100 baked rolls before calling enough. Thankfully, he's a vegetarian.

If he went on to consume meat and wine, this old man's estate and property would be dried up in less than half a year. Here Tho is a Chinese unit For Volume 1, Tho would be about 10 liters. In this context, San Zhang remarked it's because he has worked so much that he is eating this much. Squire Gao said eating would only be a small floor. He can now manipulate wind and goes about in cloud and mist, kicking up stones and sand.

It's so scary that my family, along with our neighbors, have not had a day's peace. He also locked up my youngest daughter, Zwelan, in the rear hall, keeping us from seeing her for half a year. We don't even know whether she's dead or alive. That was how we learned that he was a monster and began seeking a religious expert to get rid of him, Sinjar said. How hard could that be?

Calm your heart, old man. I will certainly capture him for you tonight. Now have him sign the divorce papers and return your daughter back to you. How does that sound? Squiregow said with joy. This small act of accepting him into my family has ruined my good reputation and distanced my relatives.

If you could capture him, there wouldn't be a need for any paper. Please just get rid of him once and for all, if that is possible, Singja said. Easy, easy, Once night falls, we'll see what he has got. The old man was overjoyed and instructed his servants to wipe clean the furniture and prepare a vegetarian meal.

When they were done eating, it was getting late. The old man asked. What weapon do you want? How many helpers do you need around? We shall be prepared as early as possible, Singja said. I've got my own weapon, the old man said. The two of you have only got that one staff. How could it possibly go up against that monster?

Xinger then pulled out a sewing needle from inside his ear. He held it in his hand before waving it against the wind, turning the needle into the golden hooped iron rod that was thick as a rice bowl. He said to Squargal. Look at this. Rod, is it not better than the weapons you have? Is this enough to go up against the monster? Squargal then asked.

If you have a weapon ready. What about helpers? Xinger said. I need no helpers for myself, but you've got to find a few virtuous old men who can sit down and chat with my master while I leave him behind. Once I capture the master, I will bring him over to confess his crimes and get rid of him for you once and for all.

The old man then had his servant boys go invite a few relatives and friends over. They soon arrived and greeted each other sinter. Then said master. Relax and sit tight elder, soon we'll be on my way. Look at him clasping the iron rod while grabbing Squire Gal to ask Take me to the rear hall where the monster resides.

Squire Gal then brought him to the gate to the rear hall. Sinjar said bring the keys. Squire Gal said look around, if keys could be used we wouldn't be asking for your help. Sinjar chuckled and said. You old men have old age but not a sense of humor. I was only joking with you and you took it seriously. He then walked up and touched the lock. The thing was poured into a solid mass with liquid copper. With one vicious strike from the golden hook rot, he smashed the lock and burst open the doors saying old gal, go call your daughter's name and see if she's inside. The old man summoned his courage before calling my third girl. His daughter recognized her father. 'S voice.

Weak and short of breath, she responded. Father, I am right here. Sinjo flashed his golden pupils and looked into the dark shadows. And what was she like with messy hair and a dusty face? Her gorgeous form was falling apart, her cherry lips was losing signs of blood, and her limbs were weak. Frowning were her lightly painted brows, thin and frail.

She spoke in a soft voice. She walked over and saw a scar gal. They embraced each other and began crying loudly. Sinjo said don't cry just yet, don't cry now. I'm asking you, where did the monster go? The lady answered I have no idea. These days he leaves in the morning and only returns at night.

It was all of mist, cloud and mist, so I never knew where he went. I suppose he knew father wanted to get rid of him, so he was taking precautions, that's why he comes at night and leaves in the morning. Sindo said. Say no more. Oh man, bring your daughter to the front hall and take your time to catch up. Let Alderson wait here for him.

If he never comes, don't you blame me. But if he does show up, I will make sure he's gone once and for all. Old gal was overjoyed and took his daughter away. Xinja then used his magical tricks and with a shake of his body transformed into the spitting image of the lady. He then sat alone in the room to wait for the monster. Soon a gust of wind arrived, blowing up stones and sand. What splendid wind.

It started small but soon became an unstoppable force of nature, unrooting plants and sending animals into panic. It could break a house into pieces. Smaller gods would have to abandon their temples while bigger ones file a report to heaven. Crashing a ship at sea was one thing. Just wait until the Great War falls.

In the midst of this wild hurricane, a monster appeared in mid air. He was indeed hideous, with a dark face and short hair. He had a long snout and huge ears. He wore a weaved short robe that was somewhere between black and blue, and he also had a patterned handkerchief tied on him. Xinto secretly laughed and murmured.

So this is the type I'm dealing with. Splendid Xingzhou. He neither agreed to the visitor nor asked him any questions. Instead, he lied in bed and said he was sick while moaning to no end. The monster couldn't tell the fake from the reel. He entered the room, held the lady with his arms and asked for a kiss. Singja thought to himself in amusement. He really is here to mess with Eldersson. He then pulled a few moves and held up the monster's long snout, throwing him down by the head. He pushed the monster off the bed into a heavy fall. The monster picked himself up and leaned against the edge of the bed, asking.

Darling, why are you so mad at me today? I'm guessing I came too late. Cinto replied. I'm not mad, not mad at all. The master said. If you are mad at me, why did you throw me off like that? Cinto said. Why are you so small minded grabbing me for a kiss like that? I'm not feeling so well today. If I'm well like usual, I would have opened the door to welcome you inside.

Just undress and go to sleep. The monster had no idea of her true intentions, so he really did undress. Singer then jumped up and sat on the waste bucket. The monster came back to bed and grouped around, only to find no one there. He then called. My darling lady, where have you gone? Please undress and come to bed. Singer answered.

You can go to bed first. Allow me to empty my bowels. The monster indeed undressed and went to bed first. Suddenly, Singer sighed and said. What terrible luck. The monster asked What are you unhappy about? What do you mean by terrible luck? When I'd enter your family, I suddenly consume quite some food, but I didn't eat them for nothing. I've done plenty of work for you. All the floor sweeping, dish draining, brick, moving wall building, ploughing, planting and taking care of your properties were done by me.

Right now you are dressed in brocade and wearing jewelry. Flowers and fruits are served through all Four Seasons, and vegetables are cooked for each of the 8 holidays. What else are you unsatisfied about? Sighing and moaning like this? Talk of this terrible luck nonsense. Sindo explained. That's not quite the argument. Just today, my parents were throwing bricks and tiles from the other side of the wall when they insulted me with violence. The monster asked what did they insult you with violence for? Sinjo answered.

They said the fact that we are married and you are one of his sons in law is such a disgrace. A person with such a hideous face cannot meet up with his brothers in law, nor can he be shown to other relatives. They also never knew you came and went by cloud and mist. They have no idea where you're from or what your name is. You ruined father's good reputation and are a stain to the family.

That's what they insulted me for. It's while I was upset. The Master said I do look rather hideous, but it isn't that hard to look handsome. When I first arrived, I already told him everything, which is why he agreed to take me in. Why did he say such things? Now my home lies in the mountain of the Blessed Mount, inside the Cloudy Path Cave. I am named for my looks, which is Drew. My proper name is Drew Ganglia.

If he asks you again, just tell him. These exact words seemed to have thought to himself in delight. What an honest creature he is, confessing everything in detail without the use of torture. Now that I have the place and name, I could capture him no matter what. He then said. Father has invited a religious expert to capture you. The monster cackled.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, don't you pay any attention to him. I possess all transformations from the arts of heaven and a nine pronged rake. What religious expert or monk or Daoist could ever frighten me? Even if your father were faithful enough to invite over Thang MO Zushu, the Monster Sweeping Patriarch of the Ninefold Heaven, he would be an acquaintance of mine and wouldn't dare mess with me.

Xinja said. He said he invited this Heaven Equalling Great Sage by the name of Sun who caused heaven in heaven 500 years ago to get you. The monster heard the name and became rather afraid. If you say so, then I'm leaving. This marriage is no more. Seemed to ask. Why are you leaving? The master answered.

You have no idea that Beamer, one who wreaked havoc in heaven, has some tricks up his sleeves. I fear that I am no match against him. It will ruin my reputation and that just wouldn't do. He then put on his clothes and opened the door. Just as he was heading out, Sinjo grabbed him before wiping his own face and revealing his true form, yelling. Good master, where are you heading? Raise your head and see who I am. The monster turned his eyes around and saw Sinjo with his protruding mouth, sharp chin, fire eyes, golden pupils and hairy face.

He was virtually a living Thunder God. The sight terrified the monster as his limbs went numb with a loud RIP. He tore his clothes before escaping in a violent gust of wind. Sinjo hurry forward and struck at the wind with his iron rod. The monster then transformed into 10,000 beams of fiery light before returning straight back to his home.

Mountain seemed to erode on cloud and chased right behind him, shouting. Where do you think you're going? If you head up into heaven, I will chase you all the way to the palace of Dipper and Bo. If you head down to hell, I will follow you all the way to the prison of the unjustly slang goodness. We don't know where they headed or who won in the end. Please wait until the next chapter. Journey to the West, an audio drama series, is an independent production by The 5th Monkey.

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