
Journey to the West - An Audio Drama Series· Folge 61
Journey to the West - Chapter 30 Part 1
Freitag, 1. August 2025 · 21 min
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Details are in the descriptions. Thank you. The following chapter. Contains description of. Murder and violence. Journey to the West, an audio drama. Series Chapter 30 Part 1 We speak now of the monster who has Shamak tied up. He neither. Killed nor beat him, nor insulted him with his still brow sword in hand, He secretly thought to himself, The tongue monk is a man of a superior nation, so he must understand the meaning of propriety.
It is very unlikely that he will send his disciples to come capture me after I spared his life. Alas, it is probably because my wife sent some letter back to her Kingdom and let the word out. Let me go ask of her. The monster suddenly felt a sense of ferocity rising inside as he thought about killing the Princess. The Princess had no idea of what had just taken place. She had barely finished putting on her makeup when she headed to the front.
What she saw was the monster staring at her with angry eyes and furrowed brows. Gritting his teeth, still greeting him with a smiling face, the Princess asked. What is putting you in such a mood, my dear? The monster snorted and yelled. You nasty woman with a bitch's heart, you haven't a shred of human decency.
When I first brought you here, you didn't utter a word of complaint. You dressed yourself up with brocade and gold. Whatever you were missing, I would go look for it. Throughout The Four Seasons you live from my labour and every single day we shared our deep love. Why are you only thinking of your parents and not showing any heart for our marriage?
The Princess heard this and became so frightened she prostrated on the ground and said, Oh my dear, why are you bringing up words of separation today? The master answered, I don't know which one of us is the one who wants the separation. I caught the tongue monk and planned to have him cooked. Why did you set him free without telling me first? You secretly wrote a letter and asked him to deliver it on your behalf.
Otherwise, why did those two monks once again fight outside my gates and ask for your return? Is this not your own doing? The Princess said. My darling, you have wronged me. When have I ever sent a letter away? The old master said. You are still denying it. I've got an opponent captured here, can't he act as witness? The Princess asked.
Who is it? The old master answered the tongue monk's second disciple named Shamanc. As it turns out, no one accepts their end even when they're caught in a dead end. The Princess could only keep up with her denial. She said. My dear, please calm yourself. I will accompany you to go question him. If there is indeed a letter, I'll gladly let you beat me to death.
If there was no such letter, wouldn't you be killing your deary unjustly? The master heard her words and without another sound stretched forth his shovel sized indigo hand and seized the hair of the esteemed lady. He dragged her forward before tossing her on to the ground. Holding his steel brass ward, he came over to interrogate Shamanc. With a snort he yelled.
Shamanc, when the two of you dare start a fight at my gates, was it because this woman delivered a letter to her Kingdom and the king sent you here? When Shamanc saw the monster ferociously throw the Princess onto the ground before wielding his brow sword about to kill her, he secretly thought to himself.
The fact is, she sent the letter and saved my master. That was 1 enormous favour. If I speak the truth and he killed the Princess, wouldn't that be repaying kindness with malice? Fine, fine, fine. Elder Shah here has been with my master for all this time without even the tiniest of feet in return.
Since I'm already tired here to day, I shall just give up my life to return Master's favour. And so he shouted. Mind your manners, monster. What is this letter she sent that you are accusing her of wrongdoing, even threatening to kill her? There is a reason we came to ask for the Princess from you. It was all because you caught my master and put him in The Cave. My master happened to see the way the Princess looked and moved.
When we reached the precious Elephant Kingdom to process our documents, the emperor was showing the princess's portraits all over the place and asking people about her. It was because he showed my master the image of the Princess and asked if he saw her while on his way that he mentioned her. That's how the king knew she was his daughter.
He then awarded us with imperial wine and instructed us to come get you and return the Princess to her palace. That is the truth. When has there ever been a letter? If you wish to kill, then kill Elder Shahir instead. Don't you wrong the innocent and tarnish the morals of heaven. The monster saw how heroically Shamrock made his case, so he threw away the brass wall and embraced the Princess with both arms, saying I got rough with you all of a sudden and offended you.
Please don't blame me, please don't. He then helped her tidy her hair before putting her precious buns back in place tenderly. They smiled and soft were their expressions. He then appealed to her good graces by saying comforting words before putting her in the top seat and begging for her forgiveness.
The Princess was a woman with a fluid heart. She saw him apologize for his mistakes, so she changed her mind and said, Oh my dear, if you still care for our love, do loosen the ropes on that Shamanc's body a little bit. The old master heard that and immediately ordered the little ones to loosen the ropes and have him locked up.
Instead, Shamanc saw the ropes were united and replaced with a locked room, so he stood up and thought to himself in delight. As the ancient said, convenience to others is really convenience to oneself. If I didn't help her get away, how would she have loosened my bonds? The old monster later arranged A banquet to apologize to the Princess and help her calm down. He drank till he was half drunk before changing into an outfit with bright colours.
He also took a decorated brass sword and hung it on his waist. With a turn of his hand, he touched the Princess and asked. Dear wife, you shall enjoy the feast at home and look after our two children. Don't you let Shah monk go while the tongue monk is in your Kingdom, my MERS will head there to meet the family as soon as possible.
The Princess asked What family are you meeting? The old master said, Your king father, that's who I'm meeting. I am his imperial son-in-law, he's my father-in-law, why shouldn't we meet? The Princess said You can't go. The old master asked why not? The Princess explained My king father did not get the role of the Kingdom by force.
It's a nation he inherited from his ancestors when he was really young. He rose through the throne as the heir without ever stepping far from the city gates. He has never met a brutish man like you. If your hideous appearances appear before him and gave him a good scare, that wouldn't be very nice, would it?
I rather you not go meet him, The old master said. If that's the case, I shall just turn into someone handsome, the Princess said. Try transforming and let me have a look. Splendid monster. And so, in the middle of the banquet seats, he shook his body and transformed into a handsome man. He really had refined features in an upright torso, quite the standard weight of speech, and youthful were his movements, brilliantly erudite. A poem came easy from his mind, stunningly beautiful, like male beauties we know from the past.
Covering his dark hair was a cap, the shape of the magpie tell. Swaying white sleeves was a robe made of jade and silk. Dark boots on his feet, decorated with patterns. A bright bell. On his waist. Lined with sashes, A marvelous man he truly was tall, elegant and attractive. Indeed, the Princess saw him and became overjoyed.
The monster laughed and asked My dear wife, how did I do with the transformation? The Princess said very well, so very well. Once you enter court, given how my king father never mistreats his relatives, he will certainly have all the officials invite you to stay for a banquet. When you are in the midst of drinking wine, do be very, very careful and not reveal your true face.
If you expose yourself and lick the truth, it won't end gracefully for us. The old monster said. No need for all the instruction, I will know exactly what to do. Look at him unleashing his cloud before soon arriving at the precious elephant Kingdom. Ascending from the cloud and light, he then made his way outside the palace gates.
He said to the custodian of the gate. The third imperial son-in-law is here specifically to have an audience with the throne. Please deliver this message on my behalf. The Custodian of the Yellow Gate thereby came before the White Jay steps and reported. Your Majesty, 1/3 Imperial son-in-law is here to have an audience with the throne. He is now outside the palace gates awaiting your summons. The king was just chatting with the Tongue monk when he suddenly heard about this third imperial son-in-law, so he asked his officials.
We only have two Imperial sons in law. Where did this third imperial son-in-law come from? The official said the third imperial son-in-law must be that monster. The king asked would it be a good idea to summon him inside? Panicking, the elder said. You majesty, they are monster spirits. Those without a spirit are ones without wit.
They know about the past and future and are capable of moving clouds and mist. They can come in just fine with or without your summons. Why not just summon him inside and spare ourselves the quarrel? The king then approved of the summons and ordered the monster to come before the golden steps. He then paid his respect to the throne with all the usual ceremony. The officials saw how beautiful he was and dared not accuse him of being a monster.
Fleshly eyes and mortal bodies they had, thinking he was a good man. The king saw him looking so tall and upright and took him for a talented pillar of the state. He then asked, Imperial son-in-law, where do you live? Where are your roots? When do you become a match with my Princess? Why are you only uniting with your family now? Kowtowing, the old monster answered. Your Majesty the Lord, your subject is a resident of WAVY Moon Manor of Concave Bow Mountain to the east of the city.
The King asked. How far is that mountain from here? The old monster answered Not very far, just three hundredly. The king asked. How did my Princess arrive at 3 hundredly away and marry you in flowery words? The master answered with feigned emotions. Your Majesty the Lord, your humble subject, was quite fond of bows and horses since a young age. I haunted for a living 13 years ago. I was out leading about a dozen young servants. We unleashed our Hawks and hounds when suddenly we saw a ferocious striped tiger carrying a girl on its back as it moved down the slope.
It was your humble subject who used my bow to shoot an arrow which brought the tiger down. I then took the girl to my Manor before waking her up with warm water, saving her life. I then asked where she came from, but she never uttered the word Princess. Should she tell me that she was the 3rd Princess of your Majesty?
I would not have dared betrayed the heart and marry her without your permission. I would have instead reported to the Golden Horse and asked for a government position to distinguish myself. It was all because she says she was the daughter of a common man that your humble subject kept her at the Manor. We found each other to be quite pleasant looking and fell in love.
That's why we've been married for so many years. When we were married, I planned to have that tiger slaughtered and invited all my relatives for a meal. It was Madam Princess who asked me to spare the creature. As for her reasoning, she gave several lines of profound words as follows. Owing to heaven and earth, we became man and wife. Lacking any go between our witness. We were wet in our past lives.
A red thread must have had our feet tied, for a tiger becomes our matchmaker on this day. For those words alone, your humble subject unleashed the tiger and spared its life. That tiger, with the arrow wound still on his body, ran away with flailing claws and a wagging tail. We did not know that it managed to survive for a few years.
It cultivated in the mountain before forging its body into one of a spirit. All it ever did was seduce and harm. Your subject heard from past years that there have been a few scripture seekers. They all said they were monks of the great tongue. They must be the tiger who harmed the tongue. Monks stole their documents and transformed into the Scripture seeker before turning up in the palace.
Now to coax you, Your Majesty, My Lord. Oh, your Majesty, My Lord. The one sitting on the embroidery cushion is that ferocious tiger who carried the Princess 13 years ago. Not a real seeker of Scripture and just you look at the indecisive king with his dim flesh and confused eyes. He could not recognize the monster's spirit, but instead took his mouth full of lies for truth. Asking my wife's imperial son-in-law, how did you recognize that this monk is the tiger who carried the Princess? The master answered.
Your Majesty, My Lord, when living in the mountains, your subject made both food and clothing from tigers. I rise and rest with them. How could I not recognize it? The king asked. If so, could you get him to show his true form? The master said If you could let me have a cup of Clearwater, your subject will have him show his true form. The king then ordered his subordinates to fetch the water and hand it to the imperial son-in-law. The monster held the water in his hand, stood up and moved forward with a trick.
Caught blind and freeze, he recited a spell before spitting a mouthful of water onto the tongue monk and yelled change. The true form of the elder disappeared from the hall as he truly transformed into a ferocious striped tiger. The king and his subjects stared in unison. And that tiger had a white forehead and roundhead, a body with patterns and eyes like lightning, 4 limbs strong with 20 claws sharp. His teeth lined the mouth like a sore, with pointy ears that joined his brows, menacing like a big cat and aggressive like a calf.
Whiskers of steel grow like silver, his red tongue that are fumes of malice. The most fierce striped tiger this is. As his mighty aura blew across the palace, the king saw this and his soul flew out of his body. Terrified, the officials all ran for their lives. Several brave military officials along with generals and guards rushed forward and slashed wildly with all sorts of weapons.
This time, if it weren't for the fact that the Tang monk was not destined to die here, even 20 monks would have turned to minced meat. It was all thanks to the Dings and Jias, guardians, chroniclers and divine protectors who secretly guarded him from mid air that the mortal weapons could not harm him. The officials engaged in much chaos until it got dark when they finally managed to capture the tiger alive. Tied with ropes made of iron, he was locked in an iron cage and kept inside a palace hall.
The king then released an edict to have the Imperial kitchen arrange a grand banquet to thank the Imperial's son-in-law for saving the throne. Otherwise, he would have been harmed by that monk that night. After the officials have dispersed, the monster moved into Yin and Dien, the hall of Silver Peace. 18 palace maids were selected to perform music and dance, keeping the monster entertained as he drank on sitting alone in the top seat, the monster found his left and right lined with gorgeous beauties.
Watch as he took his fill. He drank till the 2nd watch. When drunkenness took him over, he could not help but act out. Jumping up, he let out allowed to laugh before revealing his true form. Menacing thoughts suddenly arose from the inside as he stretched out his huge shovel sized hands and pulled over a girl who was playing the PIPA With a crunch.
He took a bite of her head. Terrified, The other 17 palace mates fled in all directions trying to find shelter. Look at them, dashing in panic like blossoms, braving a storm, throwing away their instruments just to cling to dear life. No one cared which direction they took or who bruised their pretty faces. Everyone wanted to escape and make it out with whatever was left in them.
They all ran out, but none dare make a noise. It was deep into the night and they could not bring themselves to frighten the throne, so they all just hid under short walls or eaves, still shaking in fear. We. Will speak no more of that. We returned to the monster who sat there and helped himself to whine with every cup he drank.
He flipped the maid's body over and took a couple of bloody bites. While he was enjoying himself inside, those outside were spreading A rumor saying the tongue monkey is a tiger spirit. The news got out of control and made its way to the Golden Pavilion Lodge. No one was at the lodge at the time except for the White Horse who was eating hay at the stall. He was once the young Dragon Prince of the West Sea. Due to his violation of heavenly laws, he shed his horns and scales and transformed into a White Horse. His task was to carry the Tongue Monk to the West for scriptures. When he suddenly heard people discussing how the Tongue Monk was a Tiger's spirit, he secretly thought to himself, My master is clearly a good man, it
must be a monster who turned him into a Tiger's spirit and put him in danger. What are we to do, what are we to do? Elder Brother has been away for a while now, and there is no news from Bazi and Shah Monk. He kept himself together until around the second watch, when everywhere had gone completely silent, before jumping up to say If I don't save the Tongue Monk now, then the merit is no more, no more. He couldn't help himself and shook off the reins and saddle. Hurriedly ascending, he quickly transformed into his dragon form.
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