Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

Zhu Bajie, who was drenched in sweat, had a bitter face.

It's all my fault for what kind of hat I want to wear, and now I'm making myself so embarrassed.

The helpless Zhu Bajie could only sit still, as Tang Seng said, there was no pain.

But touching the golden hoop on his head, Zhu Bajie still had a bad feeling in his heart.

Chapter 42 The plot has changed

"Master! Are you sure this thing is really all right?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking on the road with a burden, felt the golden hoop on his head, and said with palpitations on his face.

Although as Tang Seng said, as long as he doesn't resist, the golden hoop really doesn't respond.

But wearing such a gadget inexplicably, everyone will be worried.

And the pain from before was really fresh in his memory.

"Hey! We can only wait and see, who told you that you have nothing to pack into the teacher's luggage."

Tang Seng, who was riding on a white dragon horse, looked at Zhu Bajie beside him, and sighed.

In the original book, it was worn by Monkey King, but now Guanyin is going to wear it for Tang Seng, but unexpectedly, it ended up on Zhu Bajie's head.

"Idiot! As long as you don't resist, you'll be fine. At most, you'll go to the west. Let the Bodhisattva take it off for you."

Monkey King, who was walking beside him with a golden cudgel on his shoulders, said with a smile.

"Hmph! It's not on your head, so of course you said it easily."

The sullen Zhu Bajie was full of depression.

But after walking for a while, seeing that the golden hoop really didn't respond, Zhu Bajie felt better again.

"What a fat guy with a big heart!"

Tang Seng shook his head slightly when he saw Zhu Bajie who was talking and laughing behind him.

As he was walking, a towering mountain stood in front of him.

Seeing this, Tang Seng's eyes lit up.

"Bajie, can you recognize this mountain?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking with a burden, swept away, and replied loudly: "Master! This mountain is called Futu Mountain. There is a Zen Master Wuchao in the mountain. He practiced here, and the old pig also met him."

As he had imagined in his heart, he arrived at Futu Mountain.

"Zen Master Wuchao? How come my old grandson has never heard of it?"

Tang Seng didn't answer, but Sun Wukong was curious.

The high mountains are shrouded in auspicious clouds, among which are green pines, green cypresses, green willows and red peaches, as well as cranes flying in the sky and surging green water.

This kind of scene, at first glance, is the place where the immortal family practiced.

"Then I don't know, but looking at some Taoism, he even asked me to practice with him, but I don't want to."

Zhu Bajie, who waved his hand, said indifferently.

"You idiot, you forgot about the golden hoop so quickly."

Seeing the indifferent Zhu Bajie, Monkey King teased him.

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie snorted twice, and quickly followed Tang Seng.

Stepping on this mountain, the surroundings are indeed quiet and elegant, with singing birds and fragrant flowers. The environment alone is no worse than Huaguo Mountain.

"Why don't you see Zen Master Wuchao?"

Monkey King who swished up, glanced around, and said strangely.

Tang Seng, who had already dismounted, also looked around in surprise.

In the original book, Zen Master Wuchao passed on a volume of the Duoxin Sutra to him, so of course he was a little curious.

"Hey! It's really gone."

Zhu Bajie also looked puzzled at the empty bird's nest in the distance.

Tang Seng, who walked up slowly, had already seen the mysterious bird's nest clearly.

Although it is a bird's nest, it looks very gorgeous.

"Weird! Weird! I saw it a few days ago, but it's not here."

After putting down his luggage, Zhu Bajie jumped onto the bird's nest, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"It seems that this guy is also a person who is trying to catch his name. He must have known that I was coming and slipped away on purpose."

Jumping onto the branch, Monkey King, who was looking around, waved his hands again and again.

"Did it cause a change so quickly?"

Tang Seng, who was standing there, frowned unconsciously.

The identity of this Zen master Wuchao is not simple, and naturally he will not sneak away as Sun Wukong said.

Could it be because he was moaning and chirping along the way, the character on the way to learn scriptures got impatient and left directly.

But if you think about it carefully, it shouldn't be. After all, it hasn't been long since the study of Buddhist scriptures has just started, so there's no reason why we can't wait for such a short time.

'It's time to get off work, does the host clock in to get off work and withdraw wages? '

While Tang Seng was contemplating, a mechanical reminder sound came from the system in his head.

Just stayed here to check it out.

"Rest here tonight."

Tang Seng, who clocked in to get off work, said to Monkey King who was searching in the distance.

"Oh yeah! Off work again!"

Zhu Bajie in the distance heard the news, cheered, and rushed to the bird's nest, threw away the nine-tooth nail rake, and lay down leisurely inside.

In his opinion, the happiest thing right now is getting off work.

"This idiot knows how to sleep!"

Seeing Zhu Bajie lying inside with his hands on his pillow, Monkey King shook his head.

After a while, Zhu Bajie's loud snoring sounded.

Monkey King was leaning on a tree trunk, half-closed his eyes, and twirled the golden cudgel with his right hand.

As for Tang Seng, he naturally practiced quietly sitting upright.

The night passed quietly, and the scorching sun shone through the cracks in the trees.

Tang Seng opened his eyes, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

After waiting all night, the other party didn't show up. Obviously, because of his butterfly, Zen Master Wuchao really didn't come.

"Bajie! Get up and go!"

Monkey King, who had already jumped down, poked the golden cudgel in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Hey! Going to work again!"

The whimpering Zhu Bajie got up reluctantly.

He jumped down from the bird's nest, glanced around, and muttered in his mouth: "This Zen Master Wuchao really doesn't know where he went."

Turning around and looking at the bird's nest behind him, Tang Seng rode on a white horse and started slowly on the road.

Because of the emergence of the system, some things will definitely change, which he has already expected.

Zhu Bajie, who had just picked up the burden, seemed to have thought of something, and excitedly asked Monkey King next to him, "Brother Monkey! Is it the weekend again tomorrow?"

"One, two, three, four, five, today is the fifth day."

Monkey King, who was carrying the golden cudgel, was startled, and nodded in response.

"Haha! There are still four hours to rest for another two days."

Hearing the words, Zhu Bajie immediately looked happy.

I was depressed after being woken up, but I felt much better in an instant.

In Zhu Bajie's calculations every moment, the off-duty time finally arrives.

"Go back to Huaguo Mountain tonight!"

Tang Seng, who clocked out of get off work, said to Monkey King in the distance.

"Great! I can sleep soundly again."

Zhu Bajie, who was so happy in his heart, jumped onto the somersault cloud summoned by Monkey King.

The stars moved, and the sky flickered, and the few people had already arrived at Huaguo Mountain.

"Ouch! The golden hoop is moving again!"

But as soon as the figures appeared, Zhu Bajie hugged his head and cried out in pain.

Tang Seng and Tang Seng were both taken aback by Zhu Bajie, who was holding the golden hoop with both hands, with a painful expression on his face.

"It hurts me to death, old pig, master, didn't you say that if you don't resist, it won't hurt. Why did this thing move again?"

Zhu Bajie, who was screaming in pain, yelled at Tang Seng and the other two.

"Wukong! Go back first!"

Tang Seng, who frowned, said quickly.

Sun Wukong, who looked slightly taken aback, made a somersault, and they returned to the way of learning the scriptures.

"Hey! It doesn't hurt anymore!"

Sure enough, after returning, Zhu Bajie stopped shouting.

The startled Monkey King didn't wait for Tang Seng to say anything, another somersault, and Zhu Bajie started screaming again.

"Bajie! You hit the ball!"

Going back to Monkey King on the way to learn scriptures again, he looked at Zhu Bajie with sympathy.

Tang Seng naturally understood the reason, and looked at Zhu Bajie with a strange expression.

This thing was really carefully prepared for him.

Chapter 43 High Temperature Subsidy

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Zhu Bajie, who was sitting on the ground, also understood the reason of the matter.

It's okay to learn the scriptures obediently, if he runs around, this thing will hit him a few times.

I thought it was the beginning of a beautiful weekend, but what I didn't expect was pain.

What now?

The master went back to rest, it is impossible for him to go on the road alone.

"Bajie! There is only one way now."

Tang Seng squatted down, looked at Zhu Bajie, and said softly.

"Master! Tell me! Is there any way?"

It didn't matter if it didn't resist or hurt before, but in this situation, Zhu Bajie naturally didn't want to wear the golden hoop anymore.

"Go to the Bodhisattva, this golden hoop was given by the Bodhisattva, she will definitely take it back."

Meeting Zhu Bajie's expectant eyes, Tang Seng said calmly.

If it were him and Monkey King, there would definitely be no hope, but Zhu Bajie is different.