
Journey to the West - An Audio Drama Series· Folge 70
Journey to the West - Chapter 34 Part 2
Freitag, 19. Dezember 2025 · 20 min
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Details are in the descriptions. Thank you. Journey to the West, an audio drama series. Chapter 34, Part 2 We. Speak now. Of how Xinjiang left The Cave in a flash. The old monsters were so frightened their souls left their bodies as the Imps all bit on their nails and shook their heads. The elder monster said.
Brother, why not give the Tang monk, Shamonk Bazier, the White Horse, and the luggage back to Sun Xinjiang? Let's shut the gate of hassles once and for all, the younger monster retorted. Big Brother what? Are you talking about I put in who knows how much effort into this plan in order to capture all these monks?
If I am fearful of Swinsinger's cunning ways like you are now and give everything back, I'll be known as one who feared the blades. How is that the act of an upright man? Please sit down and stop worrying, won't you? I heard you say that Swinsinger has immense powers. Although I have met him once, I never fought him. Bring my armor and wait till I fight him for three rounds. If he cannot beat me in 3 rounds, the tongue monk will still be our food.
If I cannot beat him in three rounds, it won't be too late to gift the tongue monk back to him. The elder master said. You are right wise younger brother. He then instructed. Bring the armor. The Imps then presented the armor. The younger master put on the outfit and held his treasure sword before heading out the door yelling sensing to where have you gone?
The grey sage was already in the clouds by then as he heard his name called. He quickly turned around. It was the younger monster and look at how he was dressed. The phoenix helmet on his head was whiter than snow. The battle armor he wore shown glimpse of steel, the belt on his waist was made from the tendon of a dragon.
His pink boots were decorated with folds the shape of plum flowers. His face was like the living True Lord of Guan Zhangko, his features no different from the giant divinity wielding the Seven Star Sword in his hand. His wrath shut through the clouds with incredible might. The younger monster shouted in a loud voice.
Sun, Xing Zhua. Give me back my treasures and my mother. I will spare the tongue, monk, and let you leave for the scriptures. The Gray sage couldn't help but shout back. You insolent monster made a mistake with your grandfather soon. Quickly retire, my master. Younger brothers, the White Horse and luggage.
As soon as you can give us some travel money as well so we can make our way westward. Should have a nose slip from the crevice of your teeth. You might as well start making your own rope to hang yourself with and spare your maternal grandfather from having to kill you himself. The younger monster heard that and swiftly hopped on a cloud flying in the air. He swung his treasure swirl forward, welding his iron rod. Sinjar took him on.
The 2 fought in mid air and what a flying battle it was and even match test the throw of a deserving opponent. Like tigers and Dragons their claws glistened where the action was back and forth. Neither dare take a break, live or die as the weapons drew ever so close to the vital spot. So mighty, sending chills to heaven.
Such wrath, lethal like Thunder. The parfaf were up to 30 rounds without declaring a victor. Zingda was secretly happy about it and thought to himself, this lousy monster indeed has the strength to hold off Alderson's iron rod. I already possessed three of his treasures. Continuing this bit of fight with him might really be a waste of my time. Why not just bottle him up with the gold or Immaculate vase however that might turn out?
On second thought, he realized no good. No, good. As the idiom goes, the item obeys its master. If he doesn't answer when I call his name, wouldn't that ruin my plan? I will just throw the flashy golden rope on his head. Then, Splendid Great Sage. With one hand holding the rod to keep the sword at Bay, his other hand tossed the rope, which he lassoed on the monster's head. It turned out that the Monster King had both a tightening rope spell as well as a loosening rope spell. If he had a foe lassoed, he recited the tightening rope spell and no one could escape.
If an ally was lassoed, he recited the loosening rope spell, and no one would get hurt. He recognized that this was his own treasure, so he recited the loosening rope spell, which loosened the rope. Having got himself out, he then threw the rope back at Sinjot. The Grey Sage was quickly tied up, but just when he was about to use the trick of slimming down to escape, he was tightly bound by the monster reciting the tightening rope spell.
How was he able to escape? The rope slipped down to his neck and lassoed him in the form of a golden ring. The monster pulled on the rope and dragged Wukong's bald head down before hacking on it 7 or 8 times with his precious sword, but Sinjo's scalp didn't even redden in the slightest. The monster exclaimed. You monkey, you do indeed have a hard head. I won't hack you any more.
I shall bring you back and then beat you. Return my 2 treasures now. Sinjo asked. What treasures have I taken from you that you are asking me for? The monster king then carefully searched his body and found the gold and Immaculate vase. Pulling on the rope he brought Sinjo into The Cave saying elder brother I've got him here.
The elder master asked who did you get? The younger master replied Sun Xinjua Look come see for yourself. The elder master saw and recognized Xinjua as the light rose on his face. He said it is him, it is him and used the long robe to tie him to a pillar for our amusement. They indeed had Xinjua tied up before the two Master Kings headed to the back room for a drink. The Great Sage was crawling around the bottom of the pillar which caught you Bartier's attention. The fool was hung from a beam and started laughing out loud saying Oh Big Brother, no ear for you now. Cinto replied.
Fool are you having a good time hanging up there? I am getting out now, I'll make sure to rescue you. Bartier said no shame, no shame, you can't even get out yourself and you are thinking about saving others, never mind, never mind, never mind. Master and disciples might as well die together so we can ask for our way in the underworld.
Sinja said. Quit the nonsense, watch me get out. Bazia said. Let's just see how you can get out. The Great Sage was talking to Bazia with his mouth while he was eyeing the monsters. What he saw was them drinking inside with several Imps springing plates and cups as well as holding flagons to serve wine.
They were constantly going in and out and let the guard down a little bit. Zinta saw that no one was in front of him so he started with his tricks. Sliding out his rod, he blew the vine breath onto it before saying change and instantly it transformed into a file blade of pure steel. Gripping the ring on his neck, he gave it several cuts with the file blade before it fell into halves. Tearing open a gap, he got out.
He then pulled a hair and said change and the hair transformed into his fake self still tied up there. His real form on the other hand shook and turned into an imp standing on the side. Bazier began yelling from the beam again. Terrible, terrible. The one tied up is a fraud. Only the one hung here is the real one. The elder monster put down his cup to ask. What is that true?
Bazier yelling about Xinjo had already turned into an imp, so he went up to explain. Xu Baazier was urging Sun Xinjo to escape through transformation, but Xin Xinjo wouldn't do it, that's why he was yelling. The younger monster said. They say Xu Baazier is an honest one, but he's actually quite dishonest.
We should give him 20 slaps on the mouth with a stick. Xinjo then went to look for a stick for the beating. Bazier said. Go easy on me, if you hit too heavily I will yell again. I recognize you. Sinda said. Eldersun is transforming precisely to save you. Why are you letting the truth out instead? None of the monsters in this cave can recognize me. How can you of all people tell?
Bazi explained. You may have changed your head and face, but not your bottom. Aren't those your two red arsed cheeks? That's how I can tell it is you. Sinda then moved to the back and enter the kitchen by wiping suit from the bottom of cooking pots. He smeared his bottom black before returning to the front. Bazia saw that and laughed.
The monkey went messing around for a while and came back with a black ass. Xinja was still standing in front of the monsters attempting to steal their treasures. How very wise he was. He went in the living room and tucked on the monster's leg to say Great King. A look at Sun Xinja there tied to a pillar.
He's still crawling left and right. The golden rope might be worn out from his movements. It would be better if we use a thicker, stronger rope to tie him up instead. The elder master said. That's a good point. He thereby took off his belt with a lion emblem and handed it to Singhjo. Singhjo took it and used it to tide up the fake Singhjo, switching out the flashy golden rope in the process.
He tucked the rope in his sleeves before pulling another hair and blowing Divine Breath onto it. It transformed into a fake flashy golden rope before Sin Jo presented it to the monsters with both hands. The monsters were too drunk to examine it carefully, so they simply took it. This was another case of the Grey Sage swapping things around with his magic as he exchanged the flashy golden rope with the hair.
Once he took hold of the treasure, he hurriedly jumped out the gates and returned to his original body, shouting loudly. Monsters, the Imps guarding the gate asked. Who is this person yelling here? Xinjo replied. Go quickly inside and report to those lousy monsters of yours that Zhua Xin Sung has arrived.
The Imps reported as they were told. Shocked, the elder monster said. We've caught a Xin Xin Zhu, how come there is a Zhua Xin Sung? The younger monster said, Big Brother, what is there to fear? The treasures are in my hands, let me take the gold and bottle him inside. The elder monster said. Be careful, brother.
The younger monster then took the gold and walked out the door. He saw that the peasant looked exactly like Sun Xingjo, just slightly shorter, so he asked. Where are you from? Sinjo answered. I am Sun Xingjo's brother, I heard that you captured my older brother, so I'm here to have it out with you.
The younger master replied. It was I who captured him, he's now locked inside The Cave. Now that you have come, you must be seeking a battle. I won't fight you just yet, but well instead call your name, have you the courage to answer my call? Singja said. I dare you call 1000 times and I will answer you 10 times as much. The monster then held the treasure and hopped into the air, with his bottom pointing at heaven and the opening pointing towards the earth.
He yelled. Zhua Xinsun, Xinjo dare not answer, secretly thinking to himself If I answered, I'll be bottled and sighed. The monster asked. Why won't you answer my call? Xinjo replied. I'm a bit deaf, I couldn't hear you call louder. The monster then called again, Zhou Xinsun, pinching his fingers in secret for divination.
Xin Zhou thought to himself. My real name is Sun Xin Zhou. I made-up a fake name, Zhou Xinsun. The real name can get me bottled up inside, but the fake name probably won't. He couldn't help himself and answer the call with a wish. He was sucked into the gourd before the monster put a seal on it. As it turned out, the treasure did not care if the name was real. As soon as you make a sound that answers the call, you will be bottled inside.
The great sage entered the gauze and found its inside pitch black. He gave a head butt upward. But how was he able to move it at all? Moreover, it was tightly sealed. Growing anxious inside, he said. When I was in the mountain and came across the two Imps, they told me that whether it was the gold or Immaculate vase, once you are inside, it takes less than two to turn before you turn into pus. Could it melt even me?
Thinking things over, he realized it's fine, it can't melt me. When Alderson created the havoc in Heaven 500 years ago, the Supreme Venable Elder threw me in the furnace of eight trigrams and burnt me for 49 days. The forging gave me a golden heart and liver, silver lungs and bowels, A copperhead and iron back, fire eyes and golden pupils. How could they possibly mount me with intuition? Let's just get inside and see how it goes. The younger monster took the gourd inside and said, Big Brother, I've got him here.
The elder monster asked. Who did you get? The younger monster answered, Do I sing soon? I trapped him in the gourd. The elder monster said with delight. Please take a seat to my wife's younger brother, don't move it, only unseal when it makes a sound when we shake it. Seemed to heard that and said, with a body like mine, how could it possibly make a sound when shaken? I would have to melt into liquid before it can make a sound. Let me just pee in it.
Once they hear a sound when shaking it, they will certainly unseal and unplug the gourd and I will take the opportunity to get the hell out of here. On second thought, he said. Bad idea, bad idea. The pist might be able to make a sound, but it will soil my tunic. When they shake the gourd, I will just gather some saliva in my mouth and make a drippy mess. Once they're a fold into opening it up, Elder soon will make my escape.
The Grey Sage prepared himself for it, but the monsters were both too drunk to shake it. He instead tried a magic trick just to get them to shake the gourd. Suddenly he shouted. Oh heavens, my ankles have melted, the monsters would still not shake it. The grey sage shouted again. Oh mother, even my waist is melting. The elder monster said.
Once it gets to the waist, he's almost completely melted. Unseal and have a look. The grey sage heard that and pulled a hair before saying change. It turned into half of his body stuck at the bottom of the gourd. His real form, on the other hand, turned into a tiny buck that was perched next to the opening. When the younger monster unsealed the gore to have a look, the Gray sage already made it out, flying with her role. He again transformed into Yeehailong, the imp who was originally sent to invite Granny. After he transformed, he just stood next to them. The elder monster gripped on the opening of the gourd and peeked inside to find half a body moving. He couldn't tell whether it was
real or not, so he called in haste. Brother, cover it up, cover it up, he's not completely melted yet. The younger monster then sealed it as before. The Great Sage was secretly laughing by their sigh, thinking You have no idea Alderson is already here. The elder master held a flagon and filled a cup with wine with both hands.
He handed it to the younger monster and said. My wife's younger brother, here's my toast to you. The younger monster said. Elder brother, we've been drinking for quite a while now, what are you toasting me for? The elder monster replied. You've caught the tongue monk, Basia and Shaw monk. And as if that wasn't enough, you are so lassoed Tsin Tsin Tua and bottled up to a Tsin Tsun.
With feats like yours, you really deserve many more toasts. The younger master saw his old brother honouring him and would not turn him down, but with one hand holding the gourd, he did not receive the toast with the other hand alone. So he handed the gourd to Yi Hai Long, leaving both hands empty to receive the cup. Completely unaware that Yi Hai Long was a transformation of Sun Singjua and look at him holding the gourd and diligently serving them.
The younger master drank his toast and had to return the honour. The elder master said. No need to toast back, I shall drink 1 cup with you. The two of them just kept on with their humbleness. Singer held the gourd with his eyes fixed on the pear as the two of them toasted each other back and forth.
Without a care for their surroundings, Singer tucked the gourd into his sleeve. He then pulled out another hare and transformed it into a fake gourd that looked exactly the same as before and held it in his hands. The monsters toasted for a while and without checking if it was even real, took the treasure back.
They each took their seat and sat down comfortably before resuming their conversation over wine. Gray said. Soon, on the other hand, slipped by them with the treasure in his possession. He thought to himself in delight, I can forgive the masters for knowing a few tricks, for the God still belongs to Sun. We do not know how he will make use of it to save his master and destroy the monsters.
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