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Journey to the West - An Audio Drama Series· Folge 42

Journey to the West - Chapter 20 Part 2

Freitag, 18. Oktober 2024 · 22 min

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Did that tiger just...rip his own skin?

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Thank you. Journey to the West, an audio drama. Series Chapter 20, Part 2 The three went forward and not even half a day passed before they came across a high mountain. It was quite a rugged place. San Zhang rode his horse by the cliffside and had a good look by leaning on his stirrups. And indeed, tall and steep, deep and cracked, the peaks were high into the clouds.

Behind the cliffs were caves and streams where wild beasts thrived. You will never know when something would run across your site, for all the ridges and caves were interconnected. The green hills were dyed the color of an enormous piece of jade as blue gars felled endless layers of mist. The master slowly held back his White Horse while Great Sage swim past his cloud and took a calmer pace, and Zhu Nan carried his load gradually forward.

They were just staring at the mountain when suddenly a violent hurricane started. Frightened San Zhang said on the horse Wukong, the wind is rising. Xinjiao said. What is so scary about wind? It's just natural wind you get from The Four Seasons. What is there to be afraid of? San Zhang explained.

This wind is quite treacherous. It's not like a natural wind at all, Sinjo asked. How is it different from natural wind? San Zhang answered. Look at this wind when it sweeps through the valleys, thousands of trees scream and shake. Willows are flailing upwards from their roots as petals flew alongside leaves.

Boats are anchored, travellers lost as animals flee from fallen plants, violently puffing dust and soil. The wind stirred the waves in rivers and seas. Baja went up and clutched Xingjua, telling him, Senior brother, this wind show is wild, we had better find somewhere to shelter. Xingjua laughed and said.

Aren't you being rather useless, brother? If some violent wind can make you go into hiding, what would you do if you came across a monster spirit up front? Baja answered Elder brother, haven't you heard of the saying avoid sex as you would an enemy, Avoid wind as you in an arrow? Going into hiding for a bit won't be such a bad idea.

Sinjo said. Quit talking, let me seize the wind and have a smell of it. Bazzier laughed and said. Senior brother is making baseless claims again. How do you even seize the wind to smell it? Even if you can seize it, it will just slip away. Sinjo explained. Brother, you have no idea. I possess a wind seizing trick, Splendid Gray Sage.

He made way for the head of the wind to pass through, seizing only the tail of it for a smell. It had a bloody stench to it, so he said. This is no good wind indeed. It doesn't smell of a tiger, but of a monster. There's bound to be something suspicious about it. He was barely finished, went down the hill, hopped out a ferocious striped tiger waving his tail and claws.

Terrified, San Zhang could not keep himself on the saddle and felled off the White Horse reclining by the roadside. His soul was barely with him anymore. Bazir threw away the luggage, wielded his rake, and kept Singjo for moving forward, shouting. Curse it, beast, where do you think you're going?

Chasing forward, He struck down right on his head. The tiger on the other hand stood upright and raised his left paw, puncturing his eye socket. He pulled downward and with a slip stripped his entire skin off as he stood by the road. Look at what a hideous creature he was. Alas, that form of his was bloody and naked with puffy hair like flames and bristle eyebrows. 4 Steel like fangs flashed the color of white, a pair of golden eyes shining bright, roaring with all his might, shouting at the top of his voice, he said Slow down, slow down. I am no other than the vanguard of the front line under Great King Yellow Wind.

By the Great King's solemn orders, I am patrolling the mountains to find a few mortal men for a drinking snack. Where do you monks come from? How dare you use weapons to hurt me? Bazia yelled. You cursed beast be damned, You have no idea who I am. We are no mortal man just passing through the road, but disciples of royal younger brothers unsung from Great Tang in the land of the East. We are scripture seekers by imperial edict, heading to the West to see Buddha.

You had better move far out of our way and let us through. Don't even think about frightening my master, and we will spare your life. Should you go rogue like before, my rig will move with no mercy. The monster spirit had no interest in discussion as he swiftly moved closer. Throwing a fake move, he clawed right at Bazier's face.

Bazier quickly dodged and struck with his rake. The monster had no. Weapons in hand, so he stooped. And fled. Bazier followed in close steps. The monster came to the foot of the hill and from a messy pile of rocks picked up two brass swords made of red copper. Wielding them up in a hurry, he turned around to face the battle. The pair came at each other in front of the hill, charging and ramming with all their might.

On the other side, Xingjua helped the tongue monk up and said. Don't be scared, master, just sit right down and let Eldersun go. Give Bazia a little help, once we beat the master, we'll be back on our way. Only then the Sun Tzang set up. Panicking, he kept the words of the heart suitor repeating in his mouth. We will speak no more of that.

Xinjo then took his iron rod and shouted. Take him. Bazier was just heightening his spirits when the monster was fleeing in defeat. Xinjo yelled. Don't let him get away. We must catch up to him wielding the raking rod. The pair rushed downhill. Out of his deaths, the monster played a trick which we coin. The golden cicada sheds its skin, whereby rolling on the ground, he returned to his original form of a ferocious tiger.

Cinto and Banzio would not let him go, so they caught up to the tiger, determined to uproot the enemy. The monster saw them approach, so he again punctured his eye socket and stripped his skin, leaving it flat on a tiger shaped rock. His real body, on the other hand, transformed into a violent gust and returned to where he came at the Road junction. The master was still reciting the har sutra when the monster took hold of him and snatched him away by mounting wind. Poor San Zhang He, who was named River Flow, was fated to suffer much in the gate of Buddhism merits a har to come by. As such, the monster took the Tongue Monk back to the entrance of The Cave, where he withdrew the violent wind and said to the gatekeepers Report to the Great

King that his tiger vanguard of the front line has captured a monk, and now the weights order outside the gate. The Cave master later forwarded a message telling him bring him inside. The tiger vanguard, then tied his two brass swords made of red copper on his waist. Lifting the tongue Monk up with both hands, he came forward and prostrated, saying, Great King, this humble officer has no talent. I was patrolling the mountains by your respected. Order, when I suddenly came across a monk. He is Elder San Zhang, also the royal younger brother of Great Tang in the land of the east.

He is heading West to see Buddha and Sikh scriptures. When he was captured by me and presented to your honour, may this serve as a humble meal. The Cave master heard his words and was shocked. He said A while ago, I heard people talk about this elder Sun Tang, who is a Divine Mark seeking scriptures by the Imperial Edict of Great Tongue.

He's also got a disciple under him named Sun Xingji who is immensely powerful and intelligent. How did you manage to capture him? The vanguard answered. He's got two disciples, the one who came first to use a nine point rake. He has a long snout and large ears. The other uses, a golden hooped iron rod enhanced these fire eyes and golden pupils. They were charging ahead to have a fight with this humble officer when I used the trick of the golden cicada shedding its skin and got out of the situation.

I was then able to snatch the monk and present him to you. Great king, may I respectfully offer him to you as a mule? The Cave master answered. Let's not eat him just yet, The vanguard said. Great King, do not eat while food is available. It's quite the unruly move, The Cave master explained. You have no idea.

It would be easy to eat him, but I fear his two disciples would come to our doors and make a fuss about it. That would be quite inconvenient, wouldn't it? Tie him up at the wind settling pillar in the backyard and wait for a few days. If the two of them don't come to harass us, on one hand we'll be left with a body clean of waste, and on the other hand it would save us a lot of talking.

We could then do whatever we please, couldn't we? By then, be it boil or steam fried or scrambled, we could take our time to enjoy the meal and it wouldn't be too late. The vanguard was overjoyed and said the great King has great wisdom and foresight. You are exactly right. He then ordered little ones take him away. 7 or 8 Imps all rushed out from the sides and took the tongue monk away, firmly bound with ropes like eagles snatching a Sparrow.

It was indeed missing. Xing Zhu was the ill-fated named River Flow, thinking of Wu Nang as the Divine monk. Was caught in woe. He cried. Disciples, I have no idea on which mountain you are capturing monsters or where you are subduing spirits, but I have been seized by a monster king and am suffering from ferocity.

When will we see each other again? What misery? If you could come earlier, my life may still be saved. Shall you come a moment too late? I will not come out alive. Lamenting as he sighed, his tears fell like raindrops. We now speak of Xin Zhou and Bazia who were just chasing the tiger off the hill. They saw the tiger run till it fell, collapsing flat on the Cliff.

Sinjar raised his rod and hit it with all he had, only to have it rebound and sting his hands. Bazia too gave it a strike with his rake and the prawns also bounced back up. It turned out to be a piece of tiger skin covering a tiger shaped rock. Greatly startled, Sinjar said this is terrible, terrible. We fell into his trick.

Bazia asked. What trick? Sinjar explained. This is what we call the golden cicada shedding its skin. He left the tiger skin hair while he himself got away. Let's head back to check on Master and make sure he's not in bad hands. The two hurriedly turned back only to find San Tzong long gone from the scene. Sinjar let out a thunderous shout. What are we to do?

They seized Master Bazier, then pulled the horse over and said in tears. Good heavens, good heavens, where are we supposed to find him? Singer jumped around and said. Don't cry, don't cry. The moment you start crying, our morale gets crushed. He is bound to be somewhere in this mountain. Let's go look for him. The pair indeed made their way into the mountain, passing hills and valleys.

After travelling for a long while, they found that below a rocky Cliff, a cave residence emerged. The two stopped to have a better look. It was indeed a formidable place. Look at it. Layers of sharp peaks circling paths of the ancient days. Green trees leaned against each other as strange rocks and discreet birds dotted the scene.

Streams spilled. Over rocky walls. As the slower currents trickled onto sandy land, animals thrived in their most active forms alongside plants dating thousands of years back, Xinjia said. Dear younger brother, you may hide the luggage in the fold of the mountain where wind cannot reach and graze the horse, but just don't make yourself seen. Let the elder son head to their doors and have it out with them. We must capture the monster spirit before we can save our master.

Bazia said. No need to give further instructions, go at once. Xing Zha thereby tidy his shirt and girded his tiger skirt before swinging his rod all the way to the front gate. What he saw on the gate were six large characters, Huang Feng Lin Huang Feng Dong meaning Yellow wind, rich yellow wind cave. Pressing the heel of 1 foot against the other foot, he stood firmly and with the rod tightly in his hands. Shouting loudly.

Monster sent my master out this very moment. Otherwise I will overturn your nest and flatten your residence. The little Imps heard his words and were all frightened and shaking. They ran inside to report. Great King, there is big trouble. The yellow wind monster was in his seat and asked. What is the matter? The Imps answered.

Outside The Cave entrance is a monk who has the mouth of a Thunder God and a hairy face. He held an extremely large iron rod and was asking for his master. The Cave master was astonished and called over the tiger vanguard to say, I order you to patrol the mountains. All you had to bring back were some wild oxen, boars, fat deer or goats. Why did you seize the tongue monk Instead? Now we have provoked his disciples to make a scene here, what are we to do?

The vanguard answered. Great King, do calm yourself and stop worrying. This humble officer has got no talent, but I am willing to bring 50 imp soldiers out. We'll seize that Sun Xingzhou, whatever he has caught and add him to our mule. The Cave master said. Apart from the senior and junior chiefs in here, I've still got 5 to 700 little soldiers. You are free to take whoever and however many you want. Only when we have captured that Xinju can we enjoy a piece of the monk's flesh in peace.

I am even willing to become sworn brothers with you. But in case you can't take him down and are injured instead, don't you blame me. The tiger master said Worry not, worry not, just let me head out. He indeed summoned 50 strong Imps who beat drums and waved flags as he charged out of the door with his two red copper brasswords tied to his waist.

In a loud voice he yelled. Where did you monkey monk come from? What are you doing here making all this noise? Xingo retorted. You skin stripping beast, you were the one who pulled off that skin shedding trick and snatched my master away. What are you doing? Asking me questions? You had better send my master out as soon as possible so I can still spare your life, the tiger monster said.

I surely am the one who took your master and presented him as a snack for my great. King, have some sense and get out of here, otherwise we will just snatch you and add you to the meal. Wouldn't that be a case of buy one get one free? Sinter heard his words and felt a burning rage inside. Gritting were he Stew like teeth and swelling were the fires in his eyes.

Raising his iron rod, he shouted. What powers do you even have that you dare bluff like that? Don't you run? Watch my rod. The vanguard quickly held up his swords in defence. It was indeed an ugly fight. Each showed off their powers. A splendid battle indeed. The monster was an actual goose egg, while Wukong was a stone in the shape of an egg.

Having swords made of red copper to go against the handsome Monkey King was no different from piling up eggs to fight against stones. How can Magpies and pigeons dare to fight against phoenixes and eagles? The monster may puff wind to fill the mountain with dust, but Wukong could breathe mist and send clouds to cover the sun.

It barely took five rounds when the vanguard was weak at the waist and losing his strength. Turning around to flee in defeat, he was still pinned by Wukong with all his might. The tiger monster could not hold up, so he turned back to run. He had bolstered in front of The Cave master, so he dared not return to The Cave and instead fled straight up the hill.

There was no way Sinjo would let him off, so he held the rot and chased on without a second thought, shouting and yelling the. Cries were non-stop. And soon they made it to the foes that were safe from wind. The monster looked up and saw Bazier grazing the horse right over there. Bazier only now caught the loud noises in his ears, so he turned around and saw the tiger monster being chased by Xinjua. He then let go of the horse, raised his rake and gave one side strike to the head.

Poor vanguard trying so hard to wriggle out of the net only to turn around and come across the fisherman with just one strike of the rake from Barzier. Blood began spurting out from 9:00 holes as the monster's springs were soon. Drained dry. The fool stepped on the monster's spine before striking down again with both hands.

Singer saw him and said in delight. Brother. It was indeed the thing. He came leading several dozen Imps and dared to have it out with me, only to suffer defeat. However, he turned away from The Cave and ran here to face death instead. I'm glad you took him on, otherwise he would have got away again. Bazi asked.

Was he the one who made the wind and snatched the master away? Sinjar said He certainly was. Certainly so, Bazi said. Did you ask him where our master is? Sinjar said this monster took our master into their cave and presented him as snack to some prick of a great king. I got mad and fought him all the way to this place only for you to finish him. Brother, the feed is yours, do keep an eye on the horse and luggage.

Let me drag this dead monster back and ask for battle again at The Cave entrance. We've got to get the old monster before we can save Master. Bazia said. You are exactly right, elder brother. Go, go ahead now. Once you have defeated the old monster, you can once again chase him here so Old Ball can intercept and kill him. Splendid Xinjua.

With one hand holding the iron rod and the other the dead tiger, he made his way straight back to The Cave entrance. He was indeed encountering monsters. The elder fell into danger by reaching harmony IN emotion and nature. While demons will be tamed, we do not know if they can subdue the monster and save the tongue monkey 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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