Early the next morning.
The master and disciple bid farewell to the manor lord. Sun Wukong led the white horse and continued westward, but before they had gone far, six burly men blocked their path...
"Hold it!"
"This road was built by us, this tree was planted by us!"
"If you want to pass this way, leave behind your toll money..."
The six imposing bandits surrounded them with pointed blades in hand. Tang Sanzang was frightened out of his wits and instinctively asked:
"Wukong, what should we do now?"
Sun Wukong merely grinned at them.
"Oh? You changed the lines?"
That was different from what they had said last time!
His eyes snapped open, and the Golden Eyes of Truth activated at once, reflecting the fortunes of the six men in his sight. He immediately saw blood-red baleful light over their fortunes, heavy Karmic Force, and resentful grievances entwined around them.
Sun Wukong promptly laughed aloud.
"Sure enough, you're a pack of villains steeped in evil!"
"You dare block your Grandpa Sun's path? Then I'll send you on a trip to the Underworld..."
With that, he swept his staff sideways.
The instant he swung it, the Golden Cudgel changed length at once, striking the six bandits on the head one after another. It was as though six huge watermelons had been smashed apart, red and white splattering everywhere. Moments later, the bandits who had been swaggering so arrogantly lay dead on the ground.
Still grinning, Sun Wukong stepped forward to strip off their clothes and gather their traveling money, then brought it all before Tang Sanzang. This sort of thing was familiar territory for Sun Wukong.
But Tang Sanzang looked utterly stunned!
"Wukong... you..."
"How could you kill people so casually?"
Sun Wukong said with a smile:
"Master, that's not