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Journey to the West - Chapter 32 Part 2

Freitag, 17. Oktober 2025 · 21 min

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Eat a monk, but not the wrong monk.

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Details are in the descriptions. Thank you. Journey to the West, an audio drama series. Chapter 32 Part 2 We speak of Xinger, who just transformed into a tiny bug and followed Barzier with a sharp buzz it. Flew off and. Caught up to Barzier before landing on the root of his bristles behind the ear.

All the fool did was walk on. How could he know that someone was on him? After walking for a 7 or 8 Lee, he threw off his rake and turned around. Staring in the direction of the Tongue monk, he pointed and cursed. You. Feckless old monk, mischievous Bemarwin and spineless Shaw monk, they can all be carefree there, only tricking old boar here into stomping on the road. We are all seeking scriptures with the hope to find the true fruit.

How is it that only I am sent here to patrol some lousy mountain? And you know there are monsters in this place, even if you purposely try to avoid them, there is still 1/2 chance that we come across each other. But you are telling me to find them. What misfortune? I will just take a nap there, returning only after I'm done sleeping.

Then I can just give them vague answers to show them I did patrol the mountains and that will be the end of it. Feeling rather lucky, he picked up his rake and resumed walking. What he discovered was a curved patch of reddish grass in the fold of the mountain, so he dove in and used his rake to flatten the ground, creating a sleeping mat before rolling down to sleep. Stretching his waist, he yelled.

How delightful. Even Bimawin cannot be as carefree as I am now. It turned out that Singjo was right behind his ear and heard every sentence he said. He couldn't help but fly off to trick Bazir again, so with a shake he transformed into a woodpecker with a red beak and sharp steel like talons. The little bird was neither big nor small. If you weigh it, it will only be two or three Liang, around 100 grams by today's standards.

With a copper red beak and iron black feet, he spread his wings and swoosh down. Bazia was just falling asleep with his head down when the bird attacked him right on the lips. Scrambling to his feet in panic. The fool yelled wildly. There is a monster, There is a monster, They stabbed me with a spear, howled it hurts on my mouth.

He touched it with his hand and saw blood coming out. He then said. The Calamity, I haven't got anything worth celebrating, why is there red on my mouth? He looked at his bloody hand and began looking to his sides as he muttered on. However, not a single movement was found. He therefore said, If there is no master, how come a spear stabbed me?

Suddenly looking up, he saw the woodpecker flying in mid air. Gritting his teeth, he scolded, You wretched creature, it's enough to have me, my one bully me, but now even you are doing the same. I know it must have not realized I am a person, but took my snout for a rotting tree with bucks living in it. It is looking for some bucks for a meal and that's why they pecked me.

Let me just tuck my snout in my chest as I sleep. And so the foal rolled over and went back to sleep. Sinjo flew by again and pecked the bottom of his ear. The foal was startled and got up shouting. This wretched creature is disturbing me to no end. This must be their nesting sight, where they lay eggs and raise their young. They fear I would occupy that, and that's why they keep harassing me.

All right, all right, all right, I'm not going to sleep. Carrying his rake made his way straight out of the reddish grassy slope before finding another path. How could this not delight? Soon sing Ju and make the handsome Monkey King laugh till he dropped. Xinto remarked. This stuffed creature has two eyes wide open, but could not even recognize his own family.

Splendid Great sage. He shook his body and turned back into a tiny insect. He again landed behind Bazia's ears, so he could stay close. The foe entered the death of the mountain and walked for another four or five lead. Then in the fold of the mountain, he found 3 green square slabs of rocks the size of tables.

The fool put down his rake and greeted the rocks loudly. Xinjo secretly laughed and said, This fool, the rocks are not humans, they can neither talk nor return the gestures, What is he doing greeting them? Isn't that just fooling around in vain? It turned out that the fool was pretending that the rocks were the Tang monk, Sha monk and Xinju, and using them for rehearsal.

He said when I return and see Master, if they ask me whether there are monsters here, I will answer yes. When they ask me what mountain this is, if I answer things like it's moulded with mud, made with dirt, rot with tin, forged from copper, steam from flour, plaster with paper or drawn with a brush. Given how they already call me a fool, such words will make me look even more foolish.

I will just tell them this is Rock Mountain. If they ask me what cave it is, I will just say it's Rock Cave. If they ask about the gates, I will just say they have sheet iron doors studded with nails. If they ask how far The Cave goes, I will just say there are three layers inside. If they insist on digging in the details and asking me how many nails there are on the doors, I will say that Old Ball was too distracted to remember clearly. Now I have it all figured out, let's go trick that bee Marwen. And so the fool made-up the story, dragged his rake and returned the way he came.

What he didn't know was that Xinjo was behind his ear and took in every word. Seeing Bazier making his way back, Xinjo flapped his wings a couple of times and got back before him. He then showed his original form and saw his master. The master asked. Wukong, you have returned, why isn't Wu Nong back yet?

Xinjo laughed and said he's there making up lies, he will be back in a bit. The elder said his two ears can cover his eyes, a clumsy 1 he is. What sort of lie can he even make up? Or is this some nonsense you've fabricated and blamed on him? Sindo said. Master, you are always covering up for his flaws. My words can be proven by questioning him. He then recounted how Bazir slept in the grass, was awakened by a woodpecker and greeted rocks as well as all the lies he made-up about rock, mountain, rock, cave, sheet, iron doors and monsters.

When he was done talking, the fool soon made his way back. He feared he would forget his lies, so he kept his head down and rehearsed the answers in his mouth. Singhja shouted at him. Fool, what are you muttering? Bazir flipped up his ears and saw them so he replied, I have come back and so the fool went up and prostrated himself.

The elder helped him up and said. Disciple you must be exhausted. Bazi said. That's right, those who do The Walking and climbing are the most exhausted of all. The elder asked Are there monsters here? Bazi answered There are, there are there are a bunch of monsters? The elder asked. How did they send you off?

Bazi answered. They called me Ancestor Pig and Grandfather Pig and arranged some noodles and vegetarian dishes to treat me. They told me they would wave flags and beat drums to escort us across the mountain, Singja said, I bet you fell asleep in the grass and are talking in your dreams. The fool heard that and was so frightened, it was as if he grows shorter by three twins saying Oh cramps, how did he know that I was sleeping?

Sinjo went up and seized him before asking Come over here, let me ask you. The fool panicked again and asked trembling. Just ask why the seizing? Sinjo asked. What mountain is it? Bazzi answered, It's Rock mountain, what cave is it? He answered, It's Rock cave, what doors do they have? He answered sheet, the iron doors started with nails.

How far does The Cave go? He answered. There are three layers inside, Singto said. No need to continue, for I remember the remaining half of it quite clearly. I fear that Master will not believe me, so I am saying that for you, Bazia said pretentious. You are not there. What do you even know that you are saying it for me? Singto chuckled and said, How many nails are there on the doors?

I will say that Old Ball was too distracted to remember clearly. Isn't that right? The foe was so terrified he dropped to his knees. Xinja continued greeting the rocks and pretending they're us so you can have a back and forth conversation, isn't that right? And you also said now I have it all figured out, let's go trick that bee Marwan isn't that right? The foe could only cowtow non-stop and ask. Elder brother, I was the one who patrolled the mountains. Could it be that you followed me and heard everything? Seemed to have cursed you, grain stuffed full. We asked you to patrol the mountains in this critical moment, only to have you fall asleep instead. If it were for the woodpecker

who woke you up, he will still be fast asleep. When the Peck woke you, you went on to make up these blatant lies. You could have sabotaged the entire journey. Now stretch out your ankles quickly. I will give you 5 strokes just so you take the lesson too hard. Horrified, Batia said. Your morning stick is so heavy that a slight rub will break my skin and a single brush will hurt my tendons.

If you hit me five times, it will mean death to me. Singer asked. If you're so scared of getting beaten, why lie? Batia said. Oh Big Brother, it's just this once, I will never dare do this again, Singer said. If it's just once, then I'll just give you 3 strokes then. But I said old grandfather, I can't even stand half a stroke. The fool ran out of options, so he clutched his master and begged.

Please speak for me. The elder replied. When Wukong said you fabricated lies, I didn't quite believe him, but it turned out to be true. You really do deserve a beating. However, as we are making our way across this mountain, there are only so many of you to help out. Wukong. Do spare him for now. Beat him only after we have crossed the mountain. Cinta said.

As the ancients say, to obey your parents sentiments is the greatest form of filial piety. If Master tells me to not beat you, I will let you off. For now, go patrol for him again. If you keep on lying and mess things up, I won't spare a single stroke. The fool could only get on his feet and leave again.

Look at them running. Onto the main. Road as suspicion burst gloomy thoughts every step of the way, he suspected that Xinjo transformed into something and was following him. So whatever he saw, he assumed it was Xinjo. After walking for 7 to 8 Lee, he saw the tiger passing by the slope. He was not afraid and just raised his rake to say.

Elder brother is here to hear me lie aren't you? I'm not making anything up this time. He then resumed walking when the mountain gust became so violent it toppled the dead tree and sent it tumbling towards him, stomping and beating his chest. He said Oh Big Brother, what is this all about? I already told you are there not make up lies again? And why try beat me up by turning into a tree? He then moved forward before seeing an old crow with a white neck squawking several times above his head. He responded by saying, Big Brother, how very shameless of you.

Shameless. When I say I won't be lying again, I really mean it. What are you doing turning into a crow? Are you here to listen? But it turned out that Singer did not follow him around this time. He was only frightening himself with suspicion and imagination. That's why no matter where he went, he assumed Xin Zhu was following him.

We speak not of how the fool was caught up in fear and suspicion, but instead talk about this mountain named Flat Top Mountain and The Cave named Lotus Flower Cave. In The Cave live 2 monsters, one was named Xin Zhao Dawang Great King Goldenhorn, the other was named Yin Zhao Dawang Great King Silverhorn. Goldenhorn was sitting down when he asked Silverhorn, Brother, when was the last time we patrolled the mountains? Silverhorn answered.

It's been half a month. Goldenhorn said, Brother, come patrol with me today. Silverhorn asked, Why today? Goldenhorn explained, You have no idea. Recently I heard that Tang Dynasty in the land of the East has sent their royal younger brother, the Tang Muk, to the West to see Buddha. There are four in total.

The others with him are named Sun Xinju, Zhu Bazi, and Shamonk. Five if you count the horse. Find out where they are and capture them for me. So Vahorn said if we require humans, why them? Where wouldn't we be able to find a few to eat? If the monk is heading somewhere then just let him pass. Golden Horn said. You have no idea.

When I left the Heavenly realm years ago, I once heard people say that the tongue monk was elder. Golden Cicada descended upon the mortal realm. He's a good man who cultivated through 10 reincarnations without leaking any of his primordial young energy. If anyone eats his flesh, their lives can be lengthened, so Vahorn said. If eating his flesh can achieve a longer life, what is the point of meditating and collecting merits? Why bother cultivating with Dragons and tigers matching up the females and males?

All we need to do is eat him. Let me go catch him then. Goldenhorn said. Brother, you are the impulsive type, but don't be in such a hurry yet. If you walk out the door now and catch every monk you see, regardless of who they are, and it turns out they're not the Tomuk, that would not be very appropriate of us.

I remember what he looks like and have drawn up portraits for the master and his disciples. You can take them with you. If you see any monk, just use the portraits to check if they're who we are looking for. He then pointed out the identities of each person. Silverhorn took the portraits, learned their names and headed out The Cave.

Having selected 30 amps, they came up to the mountain for the patrol. We go back to Battier, who was having the worst luck. He was on the move when he bumped straight into a group of monster spirits. They blocked his weight and asked if we start approaching. The foe only then looked up and lifted his ears.

Seeing that they were monster spirits, he began to panic, thinking to himself if I tell them I'm a monk seeking scriptures, they will take me. So he answered I'm just a traveller. The Imps reported back saying Great King, he's a traveller. Among the 30 Imps, some recognized him and some didn't. Some were on the side when they heard the conversation and said Great King, this monk looks very much like 2 Bazier from the portraits.

So the monsters had the portraits hung up. Bazier saw them and said in great shock, No wonder I am losing my spirit. They've been stealing my spirit by drawing up a portrait of me. The Imps used their Spears while Silverhorn used his fingers to point at the portraits, saying This one riding the White Horse is the Chung monk, the one with a hairy face is Sun Singh. Zhu Bazir heard that and said, City guardians, I pray that I am not on there.

I will offer a pig head and three sacrifices for your religious rituals worshipping 24 gods. He muttered on and on just to pray his wish could come true. The monster continued. The dark and tall one is Shaw Monk and the one with a long snout and huge ears is to Bazir. The foe heard his name mentioned and became so frightened he hid his snout in his arms. The monster asked.

Monk, Show your mouth. Bazir replied. I'm born with a condition I cannot show it. The monster then ordered the Imps to use the hook to pull it out. Panicking Bazier stuck out his snout and said. Petty creatures here you have it don't you? If you want to look at it, just look all you want. What's with the hooking?

The monster recognized he was Bazier so he welded his treasure boss sword and hacked forward. The four raised his rake to press the blade down and said. My child, my your manners, watch this rake. The monster chuckled and said, This monk only left the family halfway through his life. Bazia said. Splendid child, and you've got some intelligence in you. How did you know your father left the family halfway through my life?

The monster answered. You know how to use a rake. You must have been holding the earth in someone's fields before stealing this rake, Bazia said. My child, you have no idea that your father's rake here is nothing like the Rakes that hold the earth. It's giant fangs come down like a Dragon's claw, spilling cold wind and burning fire.

I use it to help rid the tongue monk of obstacles. With enough power to shade all celestial bodies, mountains and seas, it can turn upside down, frightening living beasts everywhere. I can forgive you for having a few tricks, but a single hit with this rake will leave you with 9 bloody holes. When the monster heard this, how could he back off? Wielding his seven star sword, he unleashed his attacks and started a back and forth with Bazier. They fought in the mountain for 20 rounds, but no victory came out on top.

Bazier got vicious and fought as if his life depended on it. The monster saw him pulling his ears and spitting saliva while throwing his rake around. The way Bazier kept yelling from his mouth also frightened the monster. Quite a bit. So he turned around to summon the Imps to work together. If it was a one-on-one fight it would have been just fine. But when Baje saw the Imps swarm up together, his limps started to lose control as it became too much for him to handle. Defeated, he turned to run away.

But the road you see was rather uneven. He didn't look carefully enough and tripped over some vines once he got out of it and resumed running. An imp who lied on the ground tucked on his ankle which made him fall head down 1st. The gang caught up and held him down as they pulled on his bristles, ears, feet and tail.

Carrying him away, they brought their catch into The Cave. Alas, it truly was. A body of monstrosity, once unleashed is hard to destroy. Countless varieties of disaster when occurred are not easy to wipe out. We do not know what becomes of Jubaisiah's life. Please wait until the next chapter. Journey to the West and Audio Drama series is an independent production by The 5th Monkey. For subtitles, please visit our YouTube channel. To access all the locked content, please consider becoming a paid subscriber for a minimum of three U.S. dollars per month on Spotify, YouTube, Patreon, or drop a donation on Kofi.

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