Journey to the West: Upon seeing the Yellow-Eyebrowed Demon, why not pay homage?

Lady Jia's face changed drastically. She grabbed Sanzang's sleeve and wept bitterly:

"Holy Monk, your promise is the pillar of my life. If you break your promise and leave, how am I supposed to live?"

Faced with this desperate pleas and moral blackmail, Sanzang could only remain silent, as if in a daze.

Betrayal is a moral stain in itself. If you drive the other person to their death, how can they still be considered a member of this family?

"Holy monk, please say something."

Seeing that he was like a frightened child or a toad caught in the rain, speechless and stunned, Madam Jia pressed him further.

Sanzang sighed and said, "Madam, please summon those three children. I'll try to persuade them again..."

"Okay, okay."

Madam Jia readily agreed and then went back to the inner courtyard, bringing Zhenzhen, Ai'ai, and Lianlian back to Sanzang.

Sanzang took a deep breath and began to earnestly persuade him once again.

Even though he ran out of words and tried to persuade them until his mouth was dry and his heart was burning with anger, the three sisters remained unmoved and insisted on marrying the same man to completely eliminate the risk of separation!

"My three young ladies, I understand that you are very close sisters, but the problem is, you have different standards. How can you find a man who can meet all your expectations?"

Having truly run out of options, Sanzang's tone unconsciously became a bit harsher.

The person playing the real Guanyin said, "It's not that we have different tastes, it's that our mother didn't choose the right person."

We believe there is definitely a perfect husband in this world who can satisfy all three of us.

"Holy Monk, listen to this, listen to this! This is blaming me again! I can't live like this anymore..." Madam Jia cried, beating her chest and stamping her feet.

Sanzang felt he was about to die, and suppressing his frustration and anxiety, he asked, "Gentlemen, could you describe exactly what this ideal husband looks like?"

Guanyin said, "First of all, he must be good-looking, with a handsome and refined appearance, so that he can be pleasing to the eye and make us feel comfortable. Also, his appearance cannot be a transformation, otherwise we will feel uncomfortable."

Puxian said, "Secondly, he must be of noble status; otherwise, how could he be worthy of the three of us, beautiful and wealthy fairies?"

Manjushri said, "In the end, he needs to be without parents. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been a problem, and we don't want to suffer that!"

Sanzang felt his scalp tingle upon hearing this and exclaimed in shock, "This requirement is far too demanding; it's practically like searching for a needle in a haystack!"

Guanyin said, "Knowing there is such a needle in the sea, yet giving up because it is difficult to retrieve, is perhaps a kind of regret."

Sanzang: "..."

"The holy monk came from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East. He is knowledgeable and has seen much. He must have encountered such outstanding people before."

Madam Jia said, "Think about it carefully. My Jia Family Manor is full of dowry, which is extremely generous. We won't let them suffer any losses."

Guided by her, Sanzang tried his best to recall, and faces flashed rapidly through his mind. Suddenly, his mind settled on one face: "Ee..."

Madam Jia hurriedly asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Sanzang said with a strange expression, "Handsome, noble, and without parents, there really is one."

The three women were overjoyed, and Guanyin clapped her hands in delight: "I knew it! It was bound to happen!"

Madam Jia seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and asked, "Holy Monk, what is this person's name and background?"

Sanzang said, "His surname is Huang, his given name is Mei, he is brave and handsome, he is a disciple of the Buddha who came from the East, and he has a large family business in Little Western Heaven, which is equivalent to that of a king."

Moreover, as far as I know, he is an orphan, which perfectly fits Lianlian's requirements.

However, he is also a Buddhist, and cannot reside in a place with fire...

Madam Jia laughed and said, "So what if we're Buddhist monks? As long as no one finds out, it's as if we're not married."

Even if they find out in the future, I can simply return to secular life. With my three daughters by my side, every day will be like living in paradise.

Sanzang hesitated and said, "I'm afraid he won't agree..."

"Marriage is a major life event, either arranged by parents or by a matchmaker. Since he has no parents, we should find a suitable matchmaker. Perhaps that can bring about a good match?" said Madam Jia.

Sanzang: "..."

"Holy Monk, please go to your troubles and bring him here." Madam Jia said bluntly, giving Sanzang no chance to refuse.

Sanzang looked helpless: "I...I'll give it a try."

"Thank you, Holy Monk," the three women said in unison.

Sanzang waved his hand, but his mind was in turmoil.

He felt as if an invisible hand was pushing him forward, making him increasingly unable to control his own destiny.

half an hour.

After breakfast.

After much deliberation, Sanzang realized that sending Sun Wukong to find Huang Mei would be pointless. In a moment of inspiration, he made an excuse to release the horse and led the white dragon horse to a hillside.

"Little White Dragon, your master needs your help with something..." Seeing that no one was around, Sanzang whispered to the horse's ear.

The little white dragon asked curiously, "What is it?"

"I would like to trouble you to go to Tushita Heaven and ask the Buddha of the East for help on my behalf," Sanzang said with shining eyes.

In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.

It was afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly.

Meanwhile, a golden flying book shot out from the far west, swept across mountains and rivers, boundless grasslands, and finally hovered above the Little Western Heaven, hovering atop the Little Thunderclap Temple.

Upon receiving the message, Huang Mei immediately left the temple, looked up, and recognized it as a letter from his master.

Raising an eyebrow, he reached out and took the letter into his hand, only to find eight large characters inside: "Sanzang is in trouble, go quickly to his aid."

"Whose letter is it?"

At this moment, Bai Susu walked over with light, graceful steps and peeked out to ask.

"My master's," Huang Mei replied.

Bai Susu's heart skipped a beat: "It must be that Sanzang begged him!"

Huang Mei nodded slightly, pondering, "I cannot disobey my master's orders, so I have no choice but to go. Fortunately, having my master's orders on my side provides some protection. As long as I don't violate the fundamental precepts of Buddhism, I should be safe..."

After considering all aspects, he silently put away the golden letter, which still shimmered with Buddhist light, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's hit the road!"

Jiajiazhuang.

In the front yard.

Sun Wukong and his two junior brothers sat at the entrance of the hall. When they saw their master leading the horse in, they quickly got up to greet him.

"Sit down, sit down," Sanzang waved his hands repeatedly.

"Master, why have you been letting the horses graze for so long?" Sun Wukong asked in confusion.

Sanzang responded, "While I said I was releasing the horses, I actually wanted to relax and think things through properly.

"Have you come up with a solution yet?" Pigsy asked.

Sanzang shook his head: "There's no way to solve this for now. The hardest part is dealing with people's feelings."

Sun Wukong suggested, "This is an impossible task to complete. I think we should sneak away and pretend nothing happened."

Sanzang said irritably, "If Madam Jia hangs herself, will the karmic debt be attributed to you or me?"

Sun Wukong shrugged: "Then let's just wait it out. Anyway, I, Old Sun, am not in a hurry to get the scriptures."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura rushing towards him. He abruptly raised his head, his face showing surprise!