Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 265 - 266: The Return of the Six Eared Macaque

Chapter 265: Chapter 266: The Return of the Six Eared Macaque

Following the departure of the three great Immortals with their group of Taoists, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sand Monk descended from the clouds and entered the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

As soon as they entered the Hall of the Three Pure Ones, Zhu Bajie, drooling with gluttony, hurled himself onto the altar and grabbed a few roasted fruits to eat.

Upon seeing this, Wukong couldn’t help but slap him on the back and laughingly scold, "Have some manners when you eat, will you? Who sits on the altar to eat like that?"

Zhu Bajie withdrew his hand and ducked away, muttering from between his mouthfuls, "I hadn’t even tasted it yet, and you hit me!"

"Second Senior Brother, you’re eating as if you haven’t eaten in eight lifetimes, sit down to eat!"

Watching Zhu Bajie at that moment, even Sand Monk couldn’t help but laugh and speak out.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie retorted, "We’ve already snuck food to eat, what need is there for manners!"

In the midst of speaking, Zhu Bajie grabbed two more roasted fruits and started to gnaw on them.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong and Sand Monk exchanged a smile and said no more to Zhu Bajie, following suit and beginning to eat as well.

At that point, the three of them sat down and heartily enjoyed their feast.

Whether it was the steamed buns, rice, pastries, or steamed cakes on the altar,

Zhu Bajie indulged without refusal, Sand Monk ate with a bit of shyness, while Sun Wukong didn’t care much for these mundane offerings.

He only ate some wild fruits and watched Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk eat and drink.

Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk ate with such speed it was almost like a whirlwind sweeping through.

And in just a short while, they had nearly cleaned out the offerings on the altar.

The three of them were eating and chatting at the same time.

Looking up at the figures seated above them, Wukong asked out of curiosity, "Who is that Bodhisattva sitting up there?"

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie glanced up and said, "Big brother, you can’t even recognize the Three Pure Ones and mistake them for some Bodhisattva!"

Sun Wukong was surprised, as he had never seen the Three Pure Ones and thus did not recognize them.

"Which Three Pure Ones?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Sand Monk also looked up at that moment.

Zhu Bajie pointed to the one in the middle and said, "That is Yuanshi celestial Venerable, the one on the left is Spirit Treasure Daoist Lord, and the one on the right is the Grand Elder of the Supreme Way!"

"Grand Elder of the Supreme Way? I, Old Sun, have met him before!"

Sun Wukong remembered the scene from five hundred years ago when he was put into the Bagua Cauldron for smelting.

Meanwhile, as the three of them were talking and about to retreat from the hall, a little Daoist who lived in the East Corridor, not too far from the Hall of the Three Pure Ones, had gone to sleep but suddenly got up.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot, my hand bell is still left in the great hall. If it gets lost, master will likely punish me tomorrow!"

Consequently, the little Daoist got up quietly, planning to return to the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

In his haste, the little Daoist didn’t dress properly, just threw something on, and left his room.

At that time, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sand Monk were still idly chatting in the hall when suddenly Sun Wukong felt someone approaching and whispered to Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk, "It seems like someone is coming!"

"Let’s leave at once!"

On the side, Sand Monk also nodded repeatedly, as being caught at this hour could lead to no good.

Zhu Bajie couldn’t help but laugh and say, "I’ve just eaten my fill, and I, Old Pig, can’t run; besides, didn’t you say these people are the culprits who wronged those monks? How about..."

Zhu Bajie’s voice trailed off as he spoke lower.

Hearing Zhu Bajie’s suggestion, Sun Wukong burst into a knowing smile and said, "You, Zhu Bajie, always have some tricks up your sleeve!"

Then, Sun Wukong blew a breath and instantly, the images of the Three Pure Ones seated at the altar disappeared.

Following that, Bajie transformed into the Grand Elder of the Supreme Way, Sun Wukong turned into the Old Primeval celestial Venerable, and Sand Monk became the Spirit Treasure Daoist Lord.

"Someone is almost here; make sure not to give us away!"

Sun Wukong said laughingly.

Before they could reply, they heard footsteps approaching.

After that, the little Daoist who had lost his hand bell pushed open the door and walked into the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

But as he entered, he felt something strange, as if there was a scent of food lingering in the air.

The little Daoist was puzzled.

The sensation was as if someone had been eating in the great hall.

However, at that moment, he was more concerned with finding his lost bell and didn’t have time to ponder further.

Suppressing his doubts, he began searching around the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

At that moment, he was searching rigorously within the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

Now, the little Daoist was groping around in the great hall, groping for a long time but unable to find the lost hand bell.

Mainly because inside the Hall of the Three Pure Ones, it was too dark to see clearly.

The little Daoist dared not light the lamp, for fear of alarming the Immortals who had passed by earlier.

So he could only fumble around foolishly.

Of course, in such a short time, he couldn’t find the hand bell that was lost nearby.

Sun Wukong, transformed as Yuanshi Celestial Venerable on the offering table, witnessed this scene and couldn’t help but be amused by the other party.

Sun Wukong watched for a long time but didn’t see the little Daoist find the hand bell, so he decided to do a good deed. Therefore, he cast a spell to move the hand bell, which had been left in the corner of the hall, to the little Daoist’s side.

The little Daoist felt around again and finally touched the hand bell.

He couldn’t help being overjoyed.

"Ah, I have finally found it. If I really lost it, when I recite the sutras tomorrow morning, I would definitely be scolded by my master!"

The little Daoist was happy about finding the hand bell!

Just then, he suddenly heard a faint breathing sound, which immediately scared him to the point of losing all color in his face.

He thought to himself, How could there be a breathing sound in this silent and deserted hall?

Frightened, the little Daoist didn’t dare linger any longer and quickly decided to grab his hand bell and rush out of the hall.

It was as if there was some man-eating monster hiding in the shadows of the hall.

Just as he was hurriedly heading towards the door,

He stepped on a lychee seed and instantly, the little Daoist tumbled over, his little bell flying out of his hand and crashing onto the ground, shattering to pieces.

Zhu Bajie, transformed into the Grand Elder of the Supreme Way, saw this comical scene and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"This little Daoist is really silly and goofy, even managing to trip while walking!"

Even though Zhu Bajie’s voice was low, in the dim and silent hall, it was enough to scare the little Daoist’s three souls and seven spirits out of his body.

No longer daring to stay, the little Daoist stumbled and hurried out of the Hall of the Three Pure Ones,

all the while shouting, "Master, it’s terrible, master, it’s terrible, there are ghosts in the hall!"

The mournful voice gradually faded away.

After a while, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sand Monk, seeing that the little Daoist had left,

burst out laughing. "This little Daoist really has a timid heart, getting scared over a simple fall. This is just too funny!" Zhu Bajie said with a laugh.

Sun Wukong couldn’t help but give Zhu Bajie a disdainful look and said, "It’s all because of you, you blockhead, who couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Now, this incident in the Hall of the Three Pure Ones will probably spread everywhere!"

Zhu Bajie felt a bit embarrassed, knowing that it was his fault.

Sand Monk quickly suggested, "Big brother, second brother, things have already turned out this way, and we’ve had our fill of food and drink. If we stay any longer, the little Daoist’s master might come!"

"Absolutely, absolutely!"

Zhu Bajie nodded in agreement. Although he was not afraid of any officials, big or small, he also didn’t want to cause trouble.

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "You’re right. Let’s leave this place quickly!"

With that, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sand Monk reverted to their original forms and silently left the Hall of the Three Pure Ones. Then, with a leap, they were already up in the clouds and vanished into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

After the three had departed, the Hall of the Three Pure Ones returned to tranquility once again.

However, not long after they had left, a figure appeared in the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

At a glance, this figure also seemed to be a monkey.

If one didn’t look closely, one might think Sun Wukong had come back. But on closer inspection, this monkey had differences from Sun Wukong that were not insignificant.

But at that moment, the monkey transformed, surprisingly taking on the appearance of Sun Wukong.

And from any angle, there was nothing to distinguish this monkey from the real one.

Just like the real Sun Wukong.

After transforming into Sun Wukong, he chuckled and said, "Intelligent Stone Monkey, let me give you a bit more trouble!"

At the sound of his voice, there was no doubt—it was the Six Eared Macaque.

He then blew a breath, and both the Grand Elder of the Supreme Way and Spirit Treasure Venerable appeared on the offering table, leaving only Yuanshi Celestial Venerable.

Afterward, with a shake of his body, he transformed into Yuanshi Celestial Venerable and sat on the offering table, quietly waiting.

Meanwhile, the little Daoist, having been scared witless, was stumbling over to find his master.

"Master, something terrible has happened!"

He knocked on the door while speaking anxiously.

Immortal Huli, Luli Immortal, and Yangli Immortal, upon hearing this, immediately opened the door and scolded, "Who’s knocking at this ungodly hour? Don’t you know your masters are about to sleep?"

The little Daoist was startled and spoke with trepidation, "No, master, it’s the Hall of the Three Pure Ones—it has ghosts!"

Upon hearing the little Daoist’s words, the three immortals grew even angrier and glared, "Ghosts? There are no demons and ghosts anywhere near the Hall of the Three Pure Ones!"

The little Daoist hurriedly recounted what had happened, "No, master, this is what happened: I realized I had lost my hand bell and went to the Hall of the Three Pure Ones to search for it. Somehow, just as I found the hand bell, I heard someone in the hall laughing heartily!"

"I nearly died of fright, and that’s why I came to inform master!"

After hearing his clear description, Immortal Huli, Immortal Luli, and Immortal Yangli were somewhat doubtful.

Immortal Huli frowned and said, "Could there really be something fishy going on?"

The three immortals exchanged glances.

Then, with a wave of his hand, one of them said, "Go get a lamp; I want to see for myself who’s playing tricks in the Hall of the Three Pure Ones!"