Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 701 - 700 Six Ears Encounters Bandits

All of them were stunned by the chorus of agreement and began to say, "You had a dream too? Everyone had the same dream?"

Then, one by one, they recounted what had happened in their dreams and found out that they all had had the exact same dream.

The only difference was the time each person died, but without exception, all were killed by that monkey monster.

"What’s going on here? Could it be that we offended something earlier, which led to all of us having the same dream?" a slightly more timid bandit said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the other bandits started nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, yeah, did we offend something during the day? If that’s the case, it’s really terrifying. Can’t we get rid of this monster? What are we going to do?"

The bandit leader snorted coldly, "What’s there to be afraid of? It’s broad daylight now; we can’t possibly encounter a ghost in broad daylight, can we?"

The others fell silent, but they had never encountered such a situation before and had no idea how to deal with it; hearing what the boss said, they hurriedly asked, "So boss, what should we do?"

"Since we encountered this at night, now that it’s broad daylight, let’s go check it out again. I don’t believe that we’ll encounter this monster during the day," the bandit leader said, his courage obviously greater than that of his underlings.

Seeing their boss so brave, the morale of his minions was instantly boosted. "With the boss leading us, could we possibly be afraid of that monster?"

"Exactly, the boss is right. Let’s go there and check it out now!"

Each bandit picked up his weapon, got up from the floor, and headed towards the house they had seen the previous evening with great bluster.

When they arrived, they looked around and still didn’t see anything.

The bandits were instantly bewildered; their base was nearby, and they were very familiar with the area.

There definitely used to be a house here, inhabited by an old man and a child. How could it have suddenly disappeared?

"Boss, what’s going on here? There was clearly a house here," a minion said.

The bandit leader swallowed hard. He couldn’t explain the current situation but couldn’t let his followers be afraid: "Maybe they moved away."

"Not so, boss. Even if you’re going to lie, at least make up a believable excuse. Where does anyone take an entire house and yard with them when they move!"

One underling spoke out, pointing to the empty space, "Look again, it looks as if nothing was ever there!"

The bandit leader was speechless; seeing the situation, he feared whatever else he said now, his followers wouldn’t believe. He could only helplessly suggest to his followers, "Well then, why don’t we head back for now?"

The underlings had no objections; they couldn’t wait to get back and quickly concurred with their boss’s suggestion, heading back.

Six Ears had reflected thoroughly. He remembered that although he had his reasons for what he’d done, Xuanzang had his own reasons for not understanding him.

Moreover, so much time had passed since then; that mortal had surely returned to his side by now.

Six Ears had a plan; he thought that now, if he returned and tearfully apologized to Xuanzang, he would surely be forgiven.

Besides, even if he had to apologize when they reached the Northwest, he would accept it. After all, passing through the Northwest was just a part of their journey. Compared to calling the mortal back, this was already not too bad.

Ever since Six Ears took Xuanzang as his master, fearful of wandering off while Xuanzang went begging for vegetarian meals, he had left a spell on him that he had learned specially at the Bodhi Temple, with this spell he could find Xuanzang no matter where he was.

After realizing what was going on, the Six-Eared Macaque tracked down Xuanzang’s location and arrived near Eagle Sorrow Stream.

He originally thought that without his guidance, Xuanzang would surely lose his way, but unexpectedly, Xuanzang managed to get there on his own, leading the horse over the course of a month.

When the Six-Eared Macaque used spells to quickly approach the area, he saw a courtyard from afar and thought that Xuanzang must have sought shelter with some ordinary people. Thinking that using his spells directly might frighten the person, he decided to walk over slowly instead.

Thus, the Six-Eared Macaque started walking slowly toward the house from outside the village.

As he walked, he noticed a group of people approaching from a distance. The Six-Eared Macaque mistook them for a hunting party and didn’t pay much attention.

After all, he had never been fond of ordinary people, and, even upon seeing them, he didn’t think it was a big deal, so he kept walking forward.

It wasn’t until he was face to face with the group that the Six-Eared Macaque saw that each of them was armed with weapons like knives and axes, all of them exuding an air of brutality—clearly not decent folk.

The group had obviously also noticed the Six-Eared Macaque, and they exchanged glances at the sight of him.

The Six-Eared Macaque was all too familiar with this behavior. It seemed they were nothing else but a band of robbers who had just happened to encounter him.

Looking at the bandits, the Six-Eared Macaque thought they were not enough for him to flex his muscles, but that was fine too. Perhaps, if he helped rid the villagers of this scourge, maybe his master might realize that he was truly benevolent.

With this in mind, the Six-Eared Macaque smiled and walked toward the robbers.

"Are you brothers just strolling around?" he asked.

The sight of the Six-Eared Macaque had already scared the bandits to the point of knocking their legs weak. The business with the house had already aroused their suspicions, and they were already quite frightened.

Now, having turned around and encountered a monster just like the ones in their nightmares, how could they not be afraid?

Not only did the monster have formidable fighting skills, but it could also speak human language. Not just the underlings, but even the leader of the robbers was scared.

He yelled loudly and, dropping his weapons, took off running.

The rest, already cowards, were more frightened seeing their boss flee and, leaderless, they too dropped what they were holding and ran off shouting.

The Six-Eared Macaque did not quite understand and touched his head.

He thought he hadn’t done anything yet, so why would these people be so afraid of him? It was strange.

Could it be that his appearance had become frightening to this extent?

But since they had run off, he let them be, as there were more important matters waiting for him.

The Six-Eared Macaque shrugged his shoulders and continued toward the courtyard.

Chen Nuo had been prepared to cast a blinding skill on the group of bandits, but from afar, he sensed the presence of spiritual power.

So, he investigated and found that it wasn’t someone else; it was the Six-Eared Macaque who had returned. There was no need for him to make a move now.

Chen Nuo retracted his mana, thinking that since his disciple had returned, there was no need for him to get involved. Thus, he left the area.

Xuanzang had gotten up early in the morning, recited scriptures for a good while, and then came out of the house.