Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

After experiencing no disasters for a year, the feeling of disasters coming one after another is not ordinary.

"Wukong! Let's go faster!"

After saying something to Monkey King, Tang Seng gently clamped the white dragon horse under him.

The white dragon horse neighed rhythmically and galloped out.

Glancing at Tang Seng suspiciously, Monkey King and Monkey King hurriedly followed.

Several people approached, all of them were full of surprise.

Evening had not yet arrived, and the sky was still bright, but the whole Zhuangzi was silent, and all the doors and windows of the houses were tightly closed.

"Master, is this village so weird?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking in front, looked at the closed doors with surprise in his eyes.

The whole Zhuangzi was extremely clean, and there was still green smoke curling up in the distance, obviously inhabited.

Tang Seng, who got off his horse, glanced around and said softly: "Wukong, go up and ask what's wrong with this village?"

"okay!"

Monkey King responded, and ran towards the nearest house.

The firewood door was closed tightly, and Monkey King knocked on the door and shouted: "Open the door! Open the door!"

"Who?"

Sun Wukong yelled a few words, and there was a muffled response from the door.

Immediately, Sun Wukong saw that Caimen slowly opened a gap and looked over with one eye.

"Old benefactor! We are sent from the east to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, and we are suitable for your place. We will specially build a Zunfu to stay overnight every night. I hope it will be convenient and convenient."

Tang Seng walked up, clasped his hands together and said.

Hearing this, the old man slowly opened the chaimen, only to see that the old man was dragging a quinoa stick, stepping on cattail shoes, wearing a black scarf on his head, and wearing plain clothes.

Looking up and down at Tang Seng and the others, the old man's eyes were full of strangeness.

"Monk, you want to go west, but you can't go. This is the Little West Paradise. If you go to the Great West Paradise, the journey is very long. Besides, it's difficult to go on the road. This place alone is very sad."

After all, the old man sighed deeply.

Followed by Zhu Bajie, he walked forward and asked strangely, "Why are you so sad?"

The scene in this village, coupled with the expression of the old man in front of him, Zhu Bajie vaguely felt that they might have encountered a goblin again.

There are goblins, and if they work hard, they will naturally have something to eat.

Originally, I only thought about having a vegetarian meal at night, but now it seems that I can have a full meal.

Seeing Zhu Bajie's appearance, the old man's face shrank slightly, but he still responded softly: "There is a rare persimmon tree more than thirty miles west of my village, and the mountain has seven unique names."

"What is Qijue?"

Sun Wukong, who was standing on the side, also asked curiously.

"The mountain path is eight hundred miles long, and the mountain is full of persimmons. The ancient cloud persimmon tree has seven characteristics: one is longevity, two is more cloudy, three is no bird's nest, four is insect-free, five is frosty leaves to play with, six is ​​fruitful, seven The branches and leaves are fat, so it is named Qijue Mountain. It’s just that no one has walked around the deep mountain since ancient times, and the rotten persimmons fall on the road every year, filling up the entire stone alley.

The old man, who glanced carefully outside the door, spoke eloquently.

Now it is deep spring, and the southeast wind is blowing, so I haven't heard it yet.

If the northwest wind blows, the whole village will have that stench, and the village will be miserable, but there is nothing to do about it.

"Cut! What am I? It's just a stinky dirt road. With my ability, I can just open another road."

I thought there was a goblin fighting, but I didn't expect it to be such a trivial matter.

Zhu Bajie curled his lips, feeling depressed for a while.

"You long-nosed and big-eared monk, you look strong, but there are rocks on both sides of the alley, which stretches for eight hundred miles. How long will it take to open a road?"

After all, the old man shook his head again and again.

Seeing that the old man looked down on him, Zhu Bajie suddenly became unhappy.

No matter how you say it, he is also a majestic Marshal of the Canopy, but now he is actually looked down upon by a mortal.

"Old officer! Don't underestimate my old pig. How can a mere stone mountain be put in our eyes."

Seeing Zhu Bajie's proud expression, the old man asked urgently: "Where are you from? What is your last name? What means?"

"My old pig used to be Marshal Tianpeng, my senior brother was the Monkey King who caused a disturbance in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago, and my junior brother Sha was the servant of the Jade Emperor in the Heavenly Court. How can you understand the methods involved?"

Zhu Bajie puffed out his chest, with a look of air on his face.

When the old man heard the words, his expression was overjoyed, and he quickly and respectfully invited Tang Monk and his disciples in.

The four people led their horses and carried their burdens and went in together, only to see the thorns and thorns, paving the two sides; the door on the second floor was a wall of bricks and stones, and it was covered with thorns, and there were three tile-roofed houses inside.

Seeing all this, Tang Seng didn't say much, and followed the old man into the inner hall.

"It's getting late, the elders must have not eaten, I'm going to prepare a fast meal for the elders."

The old man who led Tang Seng and his disciples in said enthusiastically.

Tang Seng nodded and said respectfully, "Thank you, old benefactor."

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!"

The old man waved his hands again and again, and after a while, he brought a lot of gluten, tofu, taro seedlings, white radish, fragrant rice, and stewed sunflower soup with vinegar.

After a full meal, Zhu Bajie looked at Monkey King suspiciously: "Brother, this old man refused to let us in at first, but now he is so full of food, it's weird."

"You idiot, look at them, every house is closed in broad daylight, and the courtyard is full of thorns. There must be something wrong with the village."

Sun Wukong, who was squatting on the bench, glanced at Zhu Bajie, and said calmly.

More importantly, he faintly felt a faint evil spirit around the village.

"Ah? There really are monsters in this village!"

Zhu Bajie had guessed earlier, but was diverted by the topic of the old man Qijueshan.

After all, his face was filled with joy for a moment.

On the way to learn the scriptures, no matter the country or village you encounter, as long as there are goblins, there will be times when he eats and drinks.

Now there are goblins in this village, which is exactly what he wants.

Seeing Zhu Bajie's excited look, Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, already knowing what he was thinking.

For such things as beating goblins, naturally the other party has to take the initiative to bring it up.

Zhu Bajie thought so, and Tang Seng thought the same way.

Not long after, it gradually became dusk, and the old man ordered someone to light the oil lamp.

"Hey!"

The old man holding the lamp stood in the room and sighed heavily.

"Why is the old man sighing?"

Zhu Bajie's eyes lit up, and he quickly answered the question.

Glancing at Zhu Bajie and the others, the old man said to Tang Seng: "I just heard that Ling disciples are very capable, but I have a monster here. As long as the elder can get rid of it, I will be very grateful."

Although Tang Seng looks fair and weak, but since he is the master of Zhu Bajie and others, his strength is definitely not easy.

"Amitabha! Subduing demons and eliminating demons is originally the duty of my generation of Buddhist disciples. Now that I meet them, I will never stand by and watch."

Tang Seng, who put his hands together, responded with a serious expression.

"The elder is righteous!"

The old man didn't expect Tang Seng to agree so readily, and his face was filled with joy.

"Old benefactor, I see that the terrain of this village is peaceful and there are many people living there. It's not a remote place. Are there any goblins here?"

Going up to Monkey King who stepped forward, he looked puzzled.

The old man looked emotional, and said softly: "To tell the truth, I have been here in Kangning for a long time. Just three years ago, a sudden gust of wind blew up, and the villagers in the village panicked. They only said that the sky had changed. Who knows where the wind passes , There was a goblin who ate the cows and horses, pigs and sheep that were grazing, swallowed chickens and geese whole, and swallowed them alive when he met men and women. Since then, he has often come to the village to cause harm. Elder, if you have the means, Take it and sweep away the land, I will definitely thank you and dare not be slighted."

After finishing speaking, the old man bowed heavily again.

"Hey! Old man, the little goblin is nothing to worry about, just leave it to us."

Zhu Bajie next to him patted his chest and said confidently.

Seeing Zhu Bajie's expression, the old man was also happy, but then he frowned again.

"I've already helped you catch the monster, why do you still look gloomy?"

Sun Wukong obviously noticed the change in the old man, and asked strangely.

"Well... Elders, if you want to subdue the demon, you need to write a letter of guarantee?"

After hesitating again and again, the old man still said cautiously.

"What? You old man is so unreasonable. I will help you get rid of the demon, and I still need to write a letter of guarantee."

Not only Zhu Bajie, but also Monkey King and the others looked at him in astonishment.

Along the way, they have helped many countries and villages to subjugate demons. The first time they met, they had to write a letter of guarantee.

"Don't blame the elders! Don't blame!"

Seeing that Zhu Bajie and the others were a little annoyed, the old man hurried forward.

"Old benefactor, you can tell me what suffering you have."

Tang Seng, who was sitting on the side, said calmly.

It's still the master who is sensible and calm, and he really has some skills.

The old man who was emotional in his heart quickly explained.

"In the past two years, I have also invited mages and priests, but unfortunately they all died at the hands of goblins. The village has already paid the rewards, but the disciples and grandchildren of those two still blame us. We need to pay for the lives of their masters and return them to the government. Sue, there was still trouble in the village some time ago. So there is nothing wrong with subduing the demon, and the village will pay you heavily, but..."

Although the old man didn't finish his words, Monkey King and the others all understood.

The few people who looked at each other had strange expressions on their faces.

Chapter 215 Make the Scene Bigger

"This old man is frightened."

Zhu Bajie, who was speaking, laughed out loud.

Meeting the eyes of Sun Wukong and the others, the old man didn't care, but said helplessly: "Elders, don't be angry, we really have nothing to do."

"If the elders agree, I'll ask a few elders from the village to write a letter with you. If you win, thank you according to the amount of silver you want, half a cent; if you suffer a loss, don't let us go and let each other obey the destiny."

The old man who was talking looked eagerly at Tang Seng and his disciples.

Several people were handsome, and with Zhu Bajie's words earlier, the old man still believed in the strength of Tang Seng's master and apprentice.

But it is one thing to believe that the document still has to be signed, although this may make the other party unhappy.

"Hey! You old man is really real, don't worry, we are not the ones who cheat, and we don't want your money to help you subdue the demon."

Seeing the nervous old man, Sun Wukong waved his hand and said.

Zhu Bajie, who was next to him, quickly added: "It's enough to eat enough. Only after eating enough can we have the strength to fight monsters."

"Okay, okay! Elders, wait, I will invite the elders."

The old man looked overjoyed, said something to Tang Seng, and hurried out.

"Eldest brother, we haven't asked the other party what kind of goblin is behind it?"

After glancing at the old man who left, Monk Sha, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"Junior Brother Sha, there is a master who can't be dealt with by some goblin, so it doesn't matter!"

Zhu Bajie patted Monk Sha on the shoulder with an indifferent expression.

Besides, since I met a goblin, there is no reason to let it go.

Tang Seng, who was sitting next to him, said calmly, "This goblin's strength isn't very good, so I'll leave it to you. The only requirement for a teacher is to have a big presence and a sensational scene, understand?"