Chapter 858: 584 chapters, the old witch's eyes narrowed from smiling

584 chapters, the old witch's eyes narrowed from smiling.

584 chapters, the old witch's eyes narrowed from smiling.

Last time the story mentioned the old witch of Press Dragon Mountain; hearing that the big demon and second demon of Lotus Cave on Flat Top Mountain had invited her to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh, she was overjoyed to the point of losing control of her bowels and bladder, and immediately ordered the little demons to prepare a sedan chair and take the Golden Hoop Rope, coming out of the cave, descending the slope, and heading straight for Flat Top Mountain.

When the old witch's party was over a hundred li away from the mountain, the old witch came up with a wicked idea: she wanted Sun Wukong to use two little demons transformed from monkey hair to bring her some gifts. Since becoming the chief of Press Dragon Mountain, the old witch has constantly hinted to those around her, demanding money and gifts. As her power grew, the old witch's greed and ** also continually increased.

It's no wonder—who in this world doesn't want money? Who doesn't act for money? People die for wealth, birds perish for food. Under heaven, who holds office without caring for money? What more can be said of the monsters of the demon realm?

When a monster becomes a 'spirit,' it takes at least a thousand years, at most ten thousand years of wind and rain. During those thousands to tens of thousands of years, all its hopes and dreams—what are they for? Nothing but money, money, money……

Everything is for money. Live for money, die for money. With money you can buy a ghost to turn the mill; without money you become the ghost that turns the mill.

The purpose of a monster becoming a spirit, is it not for money? Having come to the human world, if not for money, what else would it be for? Monsters—these **, soulless beasts—what could they do if not for money?

Readers, understand: see how great the old witch's greed is? She wants Sun Wukong to give her the sun, moon, and stars in heaven, the whole universe, to satisfy her avarice.

This beast-like old witch, even if you gave her the sun, moon, and stars of heaven, you could not fill the pit of her greed.

Heaven has its edge, the sea its bottom, but human greed is boundless and bottomless.

Sun Wukong deliberately teased the old witch, saying: 'Old witch granny, the sun, moon, and stars in heaven, the White Jade Bed of the East Sea Dragon King, the Immortal Peach Tree of the Queen Mother, the Eight Trigrams Furnace that Laozi uses to make elixirs, the Jade Emperor's Jade Cauldron, my golden hooped rod, an Olympic gold medal—all the things you desire are too simple for us. As long as you let us two enter the leadership of Flat Top Mountain's Lotus Cave and become third- or fourth-in-command, and send the two beauties beside you to be our wives, we will give you all these things. But we don't know what you want them for.'

Upon hearing she could obtain these things, the old witch was so delighted her mouth twisted sideways and her eyes narrowed.

The old witch said: 'Good child, I want the sun in heaven, and that sun must obey my command. I shine sunlight on whomever I like. I enjoy sleeping in, but the sun rises early every day, constantly preventing me from sleeping well—it's infuriating! If I controlled the sun, I would make it rise later, after I've gotten enough sleep, then let it rise;'

Speaking of the moon, it's no good either, constantly opposing me year after year. Whenever I want to go out at night to do wicked deeds, it always shines its bright moonlight on me, exposing my shameful acts to others. Moreover, when the moon should be full it isn't, and when it should be waning it isn't. Now, I've heard humans are going to develop the moon—Yueqiu will be mine, and those who develop it will send me red envelopes, speak sweet words, take me to grand hotels, have me bathe in saunas—in short, as long as I hold real power in my hand, everything becomes easy.

Some say money can make ghosts turn the mill; power can also make ghosts turn the mill. This world is just a trade of power and money. Without power and without money, your life will be hard.

"You already have the sun and moon, and you're quite content. Why do you still want the stars?......................