Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

Silver Horn, accompanied by twenty or thirty lesser demons, ascended Pingding Mountain.

Looking down at the east from his high vantage point, he awaited the arrival of the pilgrim.

When dark clouds shrouded the starry night and the moonlight was veiled in darkness, two people arrived at Pingdingshan.

"Why are there only two?"

Silver Horn, who had been staring intently, felt a surge of doubt.

Whether it was the old lady or the businessman, they were both talking about a team of six, and even if he knew, there were four of them.

It's a bit strange that there are only two of them now.

Silverhorn was impatient. Since everyone was already here, there was no reason to waste time here.

They just went and collected them all, and then properly manipulated the pilgrims.

Silver Horn licked his lips.

Ever since he learned about the immortality of the pilgrims, Silver Horn couldn't contain himself.

He thought of something.

Tang Sanzang was the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada Elder, a virtuous man who had cultivated for ten lifetimes. He had not lost any of his primordial yang energy, and anyone who ate his flesh would gain longevity.

If eating his flesh could prolong life and grant immortality, why bother with meditation, meritorious deeds, dragon and tiger conjures, or pairing with male and female creatures?

Since someone has already eaten it, it means that someone has already achieved immortality.

If others can eat it, why can't I?

Tempted by the promise of immortality, Silver Horn has decided to eat people.

Even if it's bloody and doesn't go against his usual habits, he still wants to eat the pilgrims.

But to avoid mistaking someone for someone else, Silver Horn took out a Shadow God Diagram from his pocket.

This thing was given to him by Golden Horn, who also said something like this to Silver Horn:

"Brother, you're a bit too hasty. Don't rush things. If you go out the door, no matter what, the monk will take you away. If he's not Tang Sanzang, then he's not a human being."

I remember what he looked like; I once drew a portrait of him and his disciple, a sketch of their forms. You may take this. If you encounter a monk, use it to verify their identity.

He took out the Shadow God Diagram and looked at the two people in front of him.

"The one with a pointed snout and monkey-like cheeks must be Sun Wukong, and the other with a fat head and big ears should be Zhu Bajie. It seems that Tang Sanzang is still behind."

Having confirmed the identities of the two people in front of him, Silver Horn's face was filled with smiles.

He stared at the two men fiercely, a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"Since we're already here, let's arrest you two scouts first!"

Thinking this, Silver Horn leaped down, blocking the two of them:

"Who came from there?"

Pigsy raised his head, lifted his ears, and saw that it was a demon. He immediately panicked.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong sneered and pointed at Silver Horn, saying:

"Where did this scoundrel come from, daring to do this to your Grandpa Sun?"

Seeing Wukong's arrogance, Silver Horn immediately drew his treasured sword and went forward to slash.

Sun Wukong parried the iron rod, and with a nimble leap, almost knocked Silver Horn over.

Upon seeing this, Silver Horn turned pale with fright.

Sun Wukong's strength was surprisingly great.

In a single exchange, Silver Horn, who prided himself on his considerable strength, was beaten so badly that he was completely powerless to fight back!

Even Pigsy could see that Silver Horn was all talk and no action.

The fool raised his rake and pressed it down, saying, "My son, stop your rudeness! Take this!"

Silver Horn quickly raised his knife to block, then with a quick movement of his hands, he pushed Pigsy away and stumbled back a few steps.

"This monk is a self-taught monk."

Pigsy said, "Good son! You're quite clever! How did you know your master was a latecomer to the world of martial arts?"

Silver Horn sneered, but his eyes fell on Sun Wukong beside him:

"If you can use this rake, you must have been building a house in someone's garden and then stealing it from them."

Pigsy was provoked by Silver Horn and his face was also full of anger.

He pointed at Silver Horn and cursed:

"My son, you don't recognize my rake. I'm not like that earth-shattering rake. Even if you're a demon with tricks up your sleeve, one strike and you'll have nine bloody holes! Senior brother, teach this monster to me!"

Upon hearing this, Silver Horn was overjoyed.

Pigsy was a simple matter for him, but after just one exchange with Monkey King, he realized that the monkey's strength was terrifying.

He's probably no match for this monkey. In a direct fight, he'd be killed in a dozen or so rounds.

Now that Pigsy is showing off his power, it's a good thing to challenge him to a duel.

With a precious sword in one hand and the Seven Star Sword in the other, he abandoned all his skills and fought back and forth with Pigsy in the mountains for twenty rounds, neither gaining the upper hand.

When Pigsy got angry, he fought back fiercely. The monster saw him grabbing his ears, spitting sticky saliva, brandishing his rake, and shouting, and it was quite frightened. It turned around and called to the little monsters, and they all attacked together.

If it were one against one, it wouldn't have been so bad. But seeing all those lesser demons attack at once, he panicked, couldn't defend himself, and was defeated. He turned and ran. It turned out that the road was uneven, and without looking closely, he tripped over a vine and stumbled.

Just as he was struggling to get up and walk away, a little demon knocked him down to the ground, grabbed his heel, and made him fall flat on his face. A group of demons caught up with him, grabbed his mane, pulled his ears, tugged at his feet, and dragged him by his tail, carrying him away and trying to capture him into the cave.

However, Sun Wukong wasn't just standing by and watching.

Now that Pigsy has lost, the next person he needs to deal with is Monkey King.

Knowing how powerful Sun Wukong was, Silver Horn quickly flicked his clothes when he saw him about to move, revealing a purple-gold gourd.

He uncorked the bottle, pointed the opening at Sun Wukong, and said:

"Sun Wukong, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

Sun Wukong raised his head, his gaze falling on the purple-gold-red gourd, his expression calm.

Seeing that Sun Wukong remained silent, Silver Horn immediately pressed for an answer:

"Sun Wukong, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind came from behind him.

"I won't agree."

Silver Horn felt a sudden darkness engulf his head, and he fell forward, crashing heavily to the ground.

When he regained consciousness, Pigsy had been rescued, the Purple Gold Gourd had been stolen, and the Seven Star Sword was gone.

"How could this be?"

Silver Horn never expected that he would be pinned down before he could even withstand a single move.

Moreover, the purple-gold gourd didn't even have any effect before it was snatched away by the monkey!

"Give me back my magic weapon! Let's settle this fair and square!"

Silver Horn reached out his hand towards Sun Wukong.

But Sun Wukong simply flipped his hand, and the purple-gold gourd immediately disappeared.

"You rascal, you certainly have some impressive treasures, but what's with all this talk of being aboveboard? You're just bullying Pigsy because you outnumber him!"

Sun Wukong completely ignored him, and simply raised the iron rod in his hand, ready to strike Silver Horn.

Knowing the power of Sun Wukong's iron cudgel, Silver Horn turned and ran, abandoning his purple-gold gourd.

Anyway, he still has four magical treasures. Even if Sun Wukong takes one, it doesn't matter. He can just get it back later.

Thinking this, Silver Horn ran even faster.

Sun Wukong wasn't in a hurry to chase after them; he simply weighed the purple-gold gourd in his hand.

Even he was captivated by this thing.

With the Purple-Gold Red Gourd, you can summon any demon, monster, or even celestial being with a single shout.

This is not some trivial thing like the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle that can be punctured by three monkey hairs. This thing could even harm a powerful being if they are not careful.

Soon, Silver Horn escaped back to Lotus Cave.

Jinjiao, who was still drinking, was startled when he saw that he was covered in injuries:

"Brother, how could you do this?"

Silver Horn took the Purple Gold Red Gourd. With that treasure, who in heaven and earth can't he kill?

How come he still got beaten up like this?

"Brother! That Monkey King is incredibly powerful and can transform in many ways; he's truly a formidable opponent."

Silverhorn was panting heavily, his face still showing lingering fear.

Seeing this, Jinjiao slowly frowned.

He also believed his younger brother's words, and after thinking it over for a moment, he spoke:

"The only way to deal with that monkey is through strategy."

"Brother is right. We only want to capture the pilgrims, so there's no need to fight Sun Wukong head-on. I have two ideas, but I need to borrow two magic weapons from Mother."

Silverhorn nodded, some plans forming in his mind.

However, unlike the Silver Horn in his mind, the Golden-Winged Roc on the other side did not have a happy expression on his face at this moment.

"How could you lose such a magical artifact? What an idiot!"

The Golden-Winged Roc cursed inwardly. The reason he gave Silver Horn the Purple-Gold Red Gourd was to test Silver Horn's abilities.

I thought that even if he lost, he wouldn't lose the treasure, but now the pilgrim is fine, and the treasure is still lost!

"We can't give any more to the baby, otherwise the monkeys will take all of these things!"