Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

The Golden-Winged Roc, seated on its throne, clutched its chest and panted, saying:

"My son, the Tang Monk you mentioned, is he the one who went to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures?"

Golden Horn and Silver Horn exchanged a glance and nodded repeatedly.

"Exactly."

The Golden-Winged Roc knew that these two were unaware of the pilgrim's current situation, and its eyes darted around:

"My son, are you Sun Wukong's master?"

The two demons nodded again:

"Exactly."

The Golden-Winged Roc's expression changed, and it waved its hands and shook its head repeatedly:

"Don't mess with him! Don't mess with him! Others are easy to deal with, but Sun Wukong is that kind of person. My dear son, haven't you ever met him?"

That monkey once wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. The Jade Emperor sent 100,000 heavenly soldiers to set up a net, but they still couldn't capture him.

If he finds out you're going to eat his master, he won't fight you. He'll just stab a hole in the mountainside with his golden cudgel, scooping up the mountain itself. My son, where will you find shelter? Who will I rely on to live out my old age?

The two demons remained calm upon seeing this.

They naturally witnessed Sun Wukong's havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

"Mother, what are you saying? You're boosting the enemy's morale and diminishing my own. With our magic weapon, even if they have three heads and six arms, they'll still be buried in four or five places."

That's right.

These treasures could indeed ensure Wukong's demise.

"My son, you don't know, Tang Sanzang was not only accompanied by Sun Wukong, but also by the Buddha's people."

The Golden-Winged Roc didn't mince words and directly pointed out the current situation.

The two demons were also curious and couldn't help but ask:

How did the mother find out?

The old lady is quite old and usually stays in the Yalong Cave.

She shouldn't be very aware of what's going on outside.

The Golden-Winged Roc gave a mysterious smile:

"I have lived in the lower realm for a thousand years, so I naturally have my own intelligence."

Hearing the old lady say this, the two demons stopped asking questions, but their faces were still full of curiosity:

"Who is the person Mother spoke of who is the Buddha?"

"At the foot of Mount Ling in the Western Paradise, there was a yellow-haired weasel that had become a spirit. This weasel was punished and banished to the mortal world for stealing sesame oil, and now it serves by Tang Sanzang's side."

The Golden-Winged Roc had fought the Yellow Wind King head-on, so it knew just how powerful the Yellow Wind King's Gale Technique was.

Don't be fooled by the many treasures the two demons possess; magic weapons are only useful when used. The wind from the mouth of the Yellow Wind King is no ordinary thing; even Mount Ling would be affected by it.

However, the two demons didn't care at all.

"A mere rat, not worth mentioning."

How can a rat at the foot of Mount Ling be compared to the furnace-watching boy beside Laozi?

Seeing that the two demons didn't care at all, the Golden-Winged Roc could only curse inwardly, "Brainless spendthrift."

With such powerful magical weapons, these two could easily hunt down the pilgrims if they were just a little cautious.

But their arrogant attitude will definitely cause problems.

However, the Golden-Winged Roc was too lazy to remind them.

It would be better if those two were dead. Only when they are dead will it be legitimate for him to possess these magical treasures.

"Since you are so confident, then this matter will be left to you."

The Golden-Winged Roc waved its hand, then lay down on the recliner with the magical treasures in its arms.

The two demons looked at each other in bewilderment and had no choice but to bow and take their leave.

"I didn't expect my mother to come here."

Jinjiao couldn't help but let out a sigh.

They originally planned to place the old lady in the Yalong Cave, and then send the immortal flesh there after dealing with the pilgrims.

As a result, the old lady came herself, saving them from making an extra trip, but all their treasures were taken away.

"Brother, there's no need to worry about the baby being with Mother. However, Mother's special reminder does make me a little uneasy. Could it be that the pilgrim really has some abilities?"

Silver Horn also sensed that something was wrong with the old lady.

Normally, this elderly mother stays motionless in the Yalong Cave and rarely comes out.

So today they came to Lotus Cave, probably to remind them that something is wrong with this pilgrim.

"And that so-called Yellow Wind King, I've never heard of him either. In that case, let's send our little demons out to scout it out before making any preparations."

The two demons made their decision and strode off outside, completely unaware of the mosquitoes clinging to the stone wall to one side.

Sun Qiong was here to gather intelligence.

Now, with just a few words from the two demons, Sun Qiong had a plan in mind.

There's something wrong with the old mother of these two demons.

Judging from what Jinjiao and Yinjiao said, they had no idea that because of Sun Qiong, the pilgrim only had two disciples but three more followers.

If that's the case, then where did this old lady, who never leaves her house, get the information from?

It's probably related to the Golden-Winged Roc.

After thinking it over, Sun Qiong still didn't use her Heavenly Eye.

While the ability to see through the heavens is powerful, it generates fluctuations that can be easily detected by perceptive individuals.

The Golden-Winged Roc is no ordinary creature. If he senses Sun Qiong's arrival, he will likely hide again. Once the mission deadline has passed, killing him will be pointless.

Sun Qiong's eyes lit up, and an idea came to her.

Soon, a guest arrived at the lotus cave.

Although he was called a guest, this person was actually captured by the little demons.

"Your Majesty, Second King, I have brought the man back."

Led by a mischievous ghost, a few lesser demons brought back a person who was bound hand and foot.

The man was filled with terror as he was forced to stand in front of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

"Who is this person?"

Jinjiao frowned, looking displeased.

He was still drinking; how could he be in the mood to entertain a complete stranger?

Furthermore, Kinkaku and Ginkaku do not eat human flesh and have no craving for blood and flesh, so they waved their hands in disgust.

Silver Horn held down Gold Horn's arm and pointed at Fine Demon, asking:

"Brother, don't worry. This little rascal is smart and won't do anything reckless. Let's hear his explanation."

Jinjiao then lowered his arm and continued drinking.

The meticulous ghost pointed at the person on the ground and said with a grin:

"So that you two kings may know, this person comes from the Kingdom of Baoxiang, and is the very person who has seen the pilgrims on their journey to the West."

"I see."

Silver Horn slammed his hand on the table and asked the man:

"Who are you, and what brings you to my Pingdingshan?"

The man trembled as he raised his head and said to Silver Horn:

"Your Majesty, I am a merchant from Baoxiang Kingdom. I was passing through here on my way to do business in the west, and I don't know how I was captured."

Silver Horn interrupted him, showing no interest in the man's identity.

There was only one thing he cared about:

"You say you come from Baoxiang Kingdom, have you ever seen a monk from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East?"

"I've met him, I've met him. He's that monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East. He killed someone in Baoxiang Kingdom and is now wanted by the authorities."

Did the monk commit murder?

Kinkaku and Ginkaku were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other in bewilderment.

When did these Buddhist monks go so mad that they even kill people?

"How could I dare to lie to you two kings? That monk from the East is right behind our caravan. He should arrive at Pingdingshan by tonight at the latest."

The merchant waved his hands repeatedly, not daring to disbelieve the two kings.

Seeing that the merchant was so obedient, Gold Horn and Silver Horn nodded in satisfaction.

"He's probably not lying."

Golden Horn tugged at Silver Horn's arm and nodded secretly.

Silver Horn understood, sat down in his chair, and arrogantly addressed the merchant:

"Tell me again, how many people were with that monk?"

Five people.

There really were five people?

"Isn't it three apprentices and one horse?"

Silver Horn asked in astonishment.

The man was also taken aback for a moment before speaking:

"I don't know what Your Majesty is talking about, but Tang Sanzang had five people with him, perhaps they were his guides?"

"Okay, you can go now."

Having received the answer, Golden Horn waved his hand, signaling the little demon to see the person out.

After the person left, Silver Horn smiled and said:

"Brother, don't worry. Whether the pilgrim has five disciples or three, it's just a matter of waving the magic weapon a few more times."

Silver Horn was very confident, while Gold Horn had some hidden worries:

"Brother, we must not underestimate the pilgrims. The enemy's situation is currently unclear, so let's wait and see."

Jinjiao's caution greatly displeased Yinjiao.

He has come down to the mortal realm to make a name for himself.

If he does something concrete, then Laozi can assign these tasks directly to him instead of Golden Horn.

"Brother, if you're not going, how about I scout ahead first?"

After saying this, Silver Horn stood up immediately and walked into the cave without waiting for Golden Horn's response.

He was going to borrow a treasure from the old lady, so that everything would be alright.