Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

"Okay! Master!"

"coming!"

When the two heard the words, the one who carried the burden carried the burden, and the one who led the horse led the horse.

Tang Seng and his disciples walked into the stone alley, and many people who came with them still did not leave, and they saw each other off again.

A group of seven to eight hundred people sent each other off for sixty miles before returning reluctantly.

Chapter 219

After bidding farewell to the people in Tuoluo Village, Tang Seng and his disciples set out on the road again.

In a few days, the weather gradually became hotter.

"Hey! It's summer again."

Zhu Bajie, who opened his clothes, sighed.

"You idiot, it's just the beginning of summer, and you're still going to be hot."

Monkey King, who was walking ahead to open the way, turned his head and said.

Zhu Bajie snorted twice, but didn't answer.

According to Zhu Bajie's thinking, it will take more than a month to enter the hot summer, but after a few days, the weather is already very hot.

"Weird! The weather is too hot, could it be that there is another Flaming Mountain?"

Zhu Bajie, who was covered in sweat profusely, grumbled loudly towards the front.

Monkey King, who was walking in front, also looked puzzled.

"My old grandson, go ahead and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Monkey King flew out.

Tang Seng, who was riding on the horse, was happy in his heart.

If the hot summer comes early, you can receive high temperature subsidies in advance.

Now one day's wages have risen to 30 years, 45 times, and one day can get [-] years of benefits.

Although it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the Taoism needed for a breakthrough, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

After a while, Monkey King turned around and came back.

"Brother Monkey! How are you? Is there another Flaming Mountain?"

Zhu Bajie quickly leaned over and asked quickly.

"No! The mountains and rivers in front of me are wrong, and I didn't see any special places."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and replied casually.

Hearing the words, Zhu Bajie suddenly looked depressed.

Since there is nothing special, it is that the weather is really so hot.

After only two or three days of walking, Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, heard the long-awaited reminder in his head.

'It is detected that the outside temperature is too high, triggering a high temperature subsidy: reward the host for 5000 years of Taoism, 36 pieces of pure world green lotus x 1, and 1.5 times the salary for high temperature weather. '

Tang Seng is very satisfied. Although the subsidy is not much, it is not bad.

Amidst Zhu Bajie's murmurs, the master and apprentice slowly headed towards the west sky.

The time is fast, and the month has passed, and it is the hottest time of summer.

Tang Seng was riding leisurely on the horse, and Zhu Bajie was fanning with a big cattail fan made from a nine-toothed rake.

Monkey King, who was walking in front with the golden cudgel on his shoulder, suddenly swept the front and said loudly, "Master! There is a city ahead."

"Is there a city? Is it another country?"

Zhu Bajie let out an exclamation, and hurried up.

Where there is a country, there is what to eat, and maybe there will be goblins.

With goblins, you don't have to rush right away, you can take a good rest.

For the weather like this, an extra day off would be a good benefit.

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, pinched the white dragon horse lightly, and sure enough, he saw a big city coiled in the distance, with the apricot-yellow flag swaying in the wind.

When he saw the big characters on the flag, his eyes lit up even more.

"Haha! It's really a city, senior brother, see if there are any monsters in this city."

Looking at the scene not far away, Zhu Bajie hastily shouted loudly.

"Auspicious clouds are shrouded, the dragon's position is clear, and there are no goblins in the city."

After a quick glance, Monkey King responded lightly.

"Pity!"

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie curled his lips, feeling depressed.

"Master! We are now in Zhu Ziguo."

Ignoring the distressed Zhu Bajie, Monkey King turned to look at Tang Seng.

Tang Seng nodded slightly, and said softly, "Zhu Ziguo must be the throne of Xibang, we have to enter the palace to change Guanwen."

Immediately, the four masters and apprentices went straight to the city.

Not long after, I got off my horse and crossed the bridge at the gate of the city, and entered the third-story gate.

As soon as he stepped into the city, Tang Seng heard a system prompt in his head.

'Ding!Entering the sutra catastrophe 'King's heart disease' requires at least seven days to stay. '

"Hey! There are seven days, it seems that the golden retriever is not weak."

Tang Seng, who was walking slowly, was slightly surprised.

Golden Retriever is the mount of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. In the original book, although he is on par with Monkey King, he has no amazing performance, and his special skill is only the magic weapon Zijinling.

Now that the system prompts that the catastrophe will take seven days, then this golden retriever is probably a Daluo Jinxian.

With Sun Wukong's current strength, it may be difficult to rely on them to subdue him.

Fortunately, this is the capital of a country with a large population and enough influence. Even if he takes the shot, there will be a lot of rewards if he manages it well.

Tang Seng was thinking in his heart, but Sun Wukong's exclamation came from beside him: "Hey! This country of Xibang is also prosperous."

The gate towers are towering and stacked in rows.

Surrounded by flowing water, the north and south mountains face each other.

The six streets and three markets have a lot of goods and capital, and thousands of households have prosperous business.

Sure enough, it is the capital of emperors, the capital of Tianfu.

A few people along the way can be considered to have experienced many countries, but there are not many capitals with such scenes.

Tang Seng, who came back to his senses, also nodded slightly.

Surrounded by dignified characters, well-dressed, and clear speech, it is no less than the world of Tang Dynasty.

"Hey! It's a pity that there are no goblins to make trouble!"

Zhu Bajie, who was following, lowered his head and said.

In such a bustling place, there must be a lot of delicious food and drink.

After what happened in Tuoluo Village, Zhu Bajie enjoyed the feeling of inexhaustible food very much.

Without a chance to show off, even if the king receives them, there won't be any good food, and they won't be able to enjoy themselves.

Several masters and apprentices were walking, and the businessmen on both sides suddenly saw the faces of Zhu Bajie and the others, and rushed up to watch.

Pointing at the three Monkey Kings one by one, and commenting, there is no fear at all.

Some people looked at it and went back, but there were still some idlers who followed closely behind.

Follow those urchins, smile sweetly, and throw gravel and mud at them.

"Go, go! What's there to see!"

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie, who was feeling depressed, pretended to be angry and shouted.

With a bang, more than a dozen people who were watching around were stunned, and the rest also hurriedly avoided.

But one by one still gathered in the distance and never left.

"Bajie! Don't make trouble."

Glancing at Tang Seng around, he said lightly.

"Understood, master, I will scare them."

Zhu Bajie nodded in agreement, still grinning at the surrounding people.

Because of Zhu Bajie's actions, there was a large open space in the bustling street.

Not long after, turning around the corner, I suddenly saw a gate wall with the words Huitongguan on it.

"Wukong! Let's go into this yamen."

"Master! What are you doing inside?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking with a nine-tooth nail rake shaking his head, asked strangely when he heard the words.

If you want to go, you will also go to the palace. What can you eat in this yamen.

"The Huitong Hall is the place where the world communicates. Let's take a rest inside. When I see you, I will change the Guanwen, and then drive out of the city for a walk."

The catastrophe has already begun, and now it is natural to find an opportunity to contact the king.

"Huh? I'm leaving so soon!"

Zhu Bajie, who followed up, exclaimed.

Originally, I thought that I would have to stay for a day or two, but now Tang Seng meant to change Guan Wen and leave the city immediately.

"What the master said is, let's go inside for a rest, lest this group of bird people make a noise."

Sun Wukong glanced at the people still surrounding him, and nodded slightly.

Sure enough, when several people stepped into the hall, those people gradually retreated.

But he said that there were two envoys in the hall, one in charge and one in charge, and they were checking their subordinates in the hall. Suddenly they saw several Tang monks and said in unison: "Who are you? Why are you walking around here?"

The Tang monk who was walking in front clasped his hands together, and replied softly: "The poor monk was driven by the Tang Dynasty in the east and sent to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. Now he is in Baofang, and he dare not pass it privately. The relevant literature desires are reversed and released, and the power is borrowed from the high Ya rest for a while."

When the envoys of the two halls heard the words, their eyes were a little surprised, and they quickly turned away from the left and right sides, put on their crowns and belts, went down to the hall to meet each other, and ordered people to clean the guest room to rest and prepare vegetarian food.

After the monk Tang and his disciples were settled down, the second official didn't stay any longer and left quickly.

Seeing the figure disappearing in the distance, Zhu Bajie said with annoyed expression: "Master! This guy is so disgusting that he actually let us live in the side hall."

"He doesn't accept my Tang Dynasty's management here, and he is not connected with our country. Besides, he is so far away, so he won't treat him well."

Tang Seng smiled lightly, not paying much attention to it.

While several people were talking, a steward brought food.

It was a plate of white rice, a plate of white noodles, two handfuls of green vegetables, four pieces of tofu, two gluten, a plate of dried bamboo shoots, and a plate of fungus, all of which were raw.

Glancing at Tang Seng and his disciples with a slightly weird look, the steward said softly, "There are clean pots and stoves in the west room, and the firewood is convenient. Please cook by yourself."

Zhu Bajie, who was already depressed, became even more depressed.

In the past, when passing through various countries, you could eat and drink, but now you have to cook it yourself.

This disparity in treatment is really not that big.

Of course, depression belongs to depression, and several people have no right to ask each other what to do.

Tang Seng ordered Sun Wukong and the others to collect the food, and quickly asked in a soft voice: "The poor monk wants to change the Guanwen, but can the king be in the hall?"

"My long live grandfather will not be in court for a long time."