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Chapter 662: Journey to the West: Zhu Jiumei 21
The monster pounced on them with its fangs and claws bared, and the master and his disciples were once again involved in a fierce battle. Sun Wukong swung his golden hoop with great force, beating the monster back again and again.

Zhu Jiumei also plucked up her courage and waved her rake to help Sun Wukong. Tang Seng stood aside, clasped his hands together, silently chanted scriptures, and prayed for everyone.

After a fierce battle, the monster was finally beaten by Sun Wukong and revealed its true form. It turned out to be a thousand-year-old turtle. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued to explore the temple.

Soon, they found a garden behind the temple, with "Wanshou Mountain Blessed Land, Wuzhuang Temple Cave Heaven" written on the gate. The master and his disciples walked into the garden curiously, only to see two Taoist children coming to greet them.

The Taoist boy said, "Elder, my master, the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, is traveling abroad. Before he left, he told us to entertain you well. He specially ordered us to pick a few ginseng fruits for you to taste."

When Tang Seng saw that the ginseng fruit looked like a newborn baby, he waved his hands and said, "Amitabha, how can you eat this fruit? It is really a sin."

The Taoist boy had no choice but to take the ginseng fruit back to his room to enjoy. This scene happened to be seen by Zhu Jiumei. Her greedy nature was immediately aroused. She quietly found Sun Wukong and Sha Seng and said, "Brother Monkey, Junior Brother Sha, I just saw those two Taoist boys holding the fruit that looked like little dolls. It looked delicious. Master doesn't eat it, so we can't miss such a good thing."

"Could it be the ginseng fruit? When I was on duty in heaven, I heard that the ginseng fruit blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to mature. Eating it can make people immortal..." Sha Wujing said.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "I want to go and see what treasure it is."

The three of them quietly came to the ginseng fruit tree, and saw that the tree was full of plump white fruits. Sun Wukong jumped onto the branch, but found that the fruit would fall into the soil and disappear if he picked it.

Zhu Jiumei stamped her feet anxiously under the tree: "Brother Monkey, you better be careful, don't destroy the fruits again."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, took out the golden hoop from his ear, and gently knocked down a few fruits. The fruits fell and were caught by Sha Seng with his sleeves.

Just as they were about to enjoy the fruit, they suddenly heard an angry shout: "You bunch of monkeys, how dare you steal my ginseng fruit!" It turned out that the two Taoist children noticed that some fruit was missing and came over.

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "You two little Taoist boys, give them to my master to eat. He won't let us eat them. So what if we pick them ourselves and try them?"

The Taoist boy was so angry that his face turned red: "This ginseng fruit blooms once every thousand years, and bears fruit once every thousand years. It takes ten thousand years to get these thirty fruits. You stole them, how can you be worthy of my master!"

The two sides were in a stalemate and the quarrel became louder and louder, attracting Tang Seng to come over.

When Tang Seng heard that they were stealing ginseng fruit, his face darkened: "Wukong, monks are not allowed to steal. How can you do this?"

Sun Wukong muttered, "Master, this fruit is so strange, I am just curious for a moment."

At this time, the Taoist boy refused to give in and insisted on an explanation. In anger, Sun Wukong swung his golden hoop and knocked the ginseng fruit tree to the ground.

This was a disaster, and the entire Wuzhuang Temple was shaken. Seeing this, the Taoist boy was so scared that he collapsed to the ground and cried, "It's all over, it's all over, what should I do?"

Tang Seng rebuked Sun Wukong and said, "Wukong, when will you change your reckless nature? What should we do now?"

Sun Wukong also realized that he had gotten into trouble, scratching his head and said, "Master, don't worry, I will think of a solution."

Just when everyone was at a loss, Zhen Yuan Da Xian suddenly returned. With his eyes wide open, he shouted, "Sun Wukong, how dare you destroy my ginseng fruit tree!"

Sun Wukong stepped forward and said, "Great Immortal, this is all because of me. If there is any punishment or punishment, I will bear it alone."

Zhen Yuan Daxian sneered and said, "You monkey, you are quite responsible. But this ginseng fruit tree is the most precious treasure in my temple. If you don't save it, you can't leave here."

Sun Wukong had no choice but to look for ways to save the ginseng fruit tree. He first went to ask the Earth God for advice, and the Earth God told him: "This ginseng fruit tree is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, and it can only be saved by finding the water in the jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong flew to Mount Putuo in the South China Sea with a somersault cloud. When he met Guanyin Bodhisattva, Sun Wukong told her the whole story.

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and said, "You monkey, you are always so naughty. Well, I will go with you."

Sun Wukong was overjoyed and took Guanyin back to Wuzhuang Temple. Guanyin sprinkled the water in the jade bottle on the ginseng fruit tree, and the tree instantly came back to life, with fruits hanging on the branches again.

When Zhen Yuan Da Xian saw the fruit tree come back to life, his anger subsided a lot: "Sun Wukong, for the sake of Guanyin Bodhisattva, I will spare you this time."

Sun Wukong quickly thanked him: "Thank you for your magnanimity."

After experiencing this storm, everyone continued on their journey westward.

Along the way, Zhu Jiumei was still savoring the deliciousness of the ginseng fruit: "Oh, that ginseng fruit is really delicious, but it's a pity that I only ate a little." Sun Wukong knocked her head: "You greedy guy, you only know how to eat. If it weren't for the help of Guanyin Bodhisattva this time, we would be in trouble."

Zhu Jiumei stuck out her tongue and said, "I know, Brother Monkey, I won't dare to do it again in the future."

Tang Seng said: "This incident should be taken as a warning. Monks should strictly observe the precepts and not steal again."

Everyone nodded in agreement and continued to move towards the west.

The sunlight shines on them, casting long shadows, as if telling the story of their hardships and persistence along the way.

After walking for several days, they came to a busy market, where people were coming and going and the sounds of hawking were endless.

Zhu Jiumei looked around curiously and saw a stall selling candied haws. Her eyes widened: "Brother Monkey, I want to eat candied haws."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "You greedy fellow, you just said you didn't dare to eat it, but now you want to eat it again."

Sha Seng also laughed and said, "Second Senior Sister, you have a really good appetite."

Zhu Jiumei said coquettishly: "Oh, just buy one string."

Tang Seng said: "Since Ninth Sister wants to eat it, buy a bunch."

Zhu Jiumei jumped up happily: "Thank you, Master!"

Sun Wukong bought a string of candied haws and handed it to Zhu Jiumei, who ate it happily.

At this moment, a ragged old man suddenly fell in front of them. Tang Seng hurried forward to check: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man said weakly: "I haven't eaten for several days. I really can't walk anymore."

Tang Seng was moved by compassion and asked Sha Seng to take out some dry food and water and give them to the old man. The old man was grateful and shed tears: "Thank you all for saving my life."

Everyone watched as the old man finished his dry food and regained some strength.

The old man said, "I am a villager from a nearby village. Our village has been invaded by evil spirits recently. We have no harvest and the villagers are suffering terribly."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he became excited: "Is this true? I will go and meet this evil spirit."

Tang Seng said: "Wukong, if that's the case, let's go and help the villagers get rid of the monster, which will also be a meritorious deed."

So, the master and his disciples, led by the old man, walked towards the village.

The village was in a state of desolation, with dilapidated houses and barren fields. When the villagers saw them coming, they gathered around them, their eyes full of anticipation.

Sun Wukong told the villagers not to worry and that the evil would be eliminated.

After some investigation, Sun Wukong discovered that the evil creature was actually a snake demon who had practiced for many years and was good at hiding his breath.

At night, Sun Wukong, Zhu Jiumei and Sha Seng secretly ambushed outside the village.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew and the snake demon appeared. Sun Wukong shouted loudly and started a fierce battle with the snake demon.

Zhu Jiumei and Sha Seng also assisted, and after a hard fight, they finally subdued the snake demon.

The villagers cheered and were extremely grateful to the master and his disciples.

Tang Seng said: "Amitabha, it is our honor to be able to help you solve your problems."

Amid the villagers' thanks, the master and his disciples once again set out on the journey westward.