Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 149 Master, why did you swear to let me sweep the tower?

Watching Tang San leave gracefully.

A young monk couldn't help but asked, "Abbot, have you been hallucinating from being beaten too hard recently?"

"Is this monk really sent by Buddha to save us?"

When the young monk asked this question, the old monk looked a little dazed.

During this period, he could dream every day. Buddha told him that a monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty would save them, so he endured the physical pain and kept holding on.

If it weren't for this reason, he would have died long ago after being tortured to the limit.

But all this in front of him shattered the last trace of illusion in his heart.

"puff!"

The old monk couldn't bear such a blow, and blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The whole person fell limply on the ground, and there was no more movement. A wisp of resentment that was difficult to detect with the naked eye floated out of his body and flew towards the west sky...

"Hey, I just said that the abbot is an old fool, how could anyone come to save us!"

"Let's run away and never be a monk again!"

"Being a monk is harmful to people. I see that the Taoist temple next door is still recruiting people. After all, we are professional counterparts. How about we go for an interview together?"

"let's go!"

……

On the way to the palace, Tang Sanzan frowned more and more as he walked.

It stands to reason that Jisai Kingdom, as a country of tribute from the barbarians, shouldn't be so poor even if it loses a Buddhist relic?

Tang Sanzan couldn't bear it anymore when he saw the bare palace wall in front of him. He grabbed a passerby and asked, "Is this the palace where you sacrificed to Saiguo?"

"Yes!"

"Your Ji Saiguo and even the royal family are poor?"

Tang Sanzan swears that this sacrificial country is the poorest country he has ever seen.

Even Xiaozhuzhu’s hometown, Gaolaozhuang, is much richer than here.

Passersby looked at the clothes of the people Tang San buried and knew they were from outside. They explained: "Our Jisai country was quite wealthy before, and everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment."

"But it wasn't until the Buddha relic was stolen that everything changed!"

"Since then, there has been a trend of theft in Jisai..."

"Stealing wind?"

Zhu Bajie asked curiously: "Old pig, I have only heard of pure desire and hot girl style, but I have never heard of stealing style..."

"Hey, to put it bluntly, everyone in our country has started to have a crooked mind, thinking about stealing and robbing instead of doing business all day long!"

"If you think about it, with so many people in Jisai, how many rich people can there be?"

"After robbing the rich man, the thief who couldn't find his target had no choice but to hit the target inside the palace."

"Over time, everything of value in the palace was moved away."

Passers-by sighed, as if they were nostalgic for the stable society of the past.

Nowadays, theft is so common that even the country is unable to curb it. In the end, the honest and honest people have no choice but to embark on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes.

After all, stealing money is fast and the risk is small.

Who would choose to work hard when they can make money so easily?
Tang Sanbian sighed, threw down a piece of silver, and led a few disciples into the shabby palace.

Tang Sanzan, who had the official passport of the Tang Dynasty, immediately received the highest standard of courtesy from the king of Jisai.

The king said with a look of surprise: "It's the Tang emperor's luck to have a holy monk to protect and rejuvenate the country. It's not like in my country. The monks in Jinguang Temple are incompetent, and even the national treasure can't be protected. Hateful, hateful!"

The king was so angry that he smashed the table on the spot.

But after taking a look at the table legs that had been mended several times, I finally put down my fist in embarrassment.

If you smash it down again, this table will be completely useless.

Now that the finances in the palace are tight, it is a little bit to save a little.

Tang Sanzan nodded: "You, the monks of Jinguang Temple, are indeed incompetent. When things go well, it's their fault. When things go wrong, they say they were wronged. Since they are protecting a national treasure, if something goes wrong, it is their responsibility! "

The king said: "That's right, what the holy monk said makes sense, but it's a pity that my Buddha treasure is gone now!"

At this point, King Jisai pleaded: "Since these holy monks came all the way from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, they are naturally capable monks. I wonder if they can help the little king find the national treasure?"

Treasure hunt?

Tang Sanzan frowned, he naturally knew where this Buddha treasure was, but he was not related to the king, so he had no reason to work for him.

But after thinking about it, beating a child on a rainy day is also idle, so it’s better to earn some extra money, not to mention that if I remember correctly, Yang Jian, the famous second-five son of the difficult heaven, will also be there...

It's a pity that this kind of high-end combat power is not drawn into one's own camp!

Tang Sanzian rolled his eyes and said, "It's not impossible to help you find something..."

King Jisai's eyes lit up: "If the holy monk is willing to help, that would be great."

Tang Sanzian waved his hand and continued: "The poor monk usually doesn't take action. If you want the poor monk to take action, it depends on your majesty's sincerity..."

"Don't worry, Holy Monk, I understand the rules!"

King Jisai nodded immediately, and then laughed loudly: "Come here, pass on my order to hold a plain banquet for the holy monk to receive the wind and wash away the dust. Thank the holy monk for helping our country find the Buddha treasure!"

"and many more!"

Tang Sanzan's expression changed, and he said in a cold voice, "You call this the attitude of asking for help?"

Zhu Bajie also said dissatisfied: "We came all the way here, and we don't even talk about delicacies from mountains and seas. We don't even want to part with wine and meat. Do you look down on us?"

Zha Wujin lifted up Gatlin and banged it on the floor of the palace hall.

He spoke with murderous intent in his eyes: "You can look down on me, but you can't look down on Master!"

"This……"

The king hesitated for a moment, then said: "Since the eminent monks are disciples of Buddhism, they should abide by the clear rules and precepts?"

Tang Sanzan glanced at him, and scolded: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Ok?"

As soon as the words came out, a guard on the spot took out his sword and pointed it at Tang San's entourage.

"How dare you be so rude to my king in the palace hall?!"

Tang Sanzan was naturally not used to this problem, raised the clearance document in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "You're blind!"

"Would you like me to send Emperor Tang's location and ask him to come over in person?"

Cold sweat broke out on the king's forehead instantly.

Not to mention that the Jisai Kingdom is now unable to make ends meet, even in the heyday of the tribute from Seyi, he did not dare to provoke the Tang Dynasty in the East!

"Don't blame the holy monk, don't blame the holy monk!"

"The guards are also eager to protect the king, and have no intention of provoking Datang!"

Tang Sanzian shook his sleeves and said dissatisfiedly: "In that case, why don't you quickly take out your jade seal and cover it?"

"Immediately!" King Jisai smiled and took out the jade seal.

Before he opened the approval document.

Sun Xingzhe grabbed the jade seal from his hand, stamped it as if no one else was around, and then threw the jade seal to the king.

"Old man, listen to my advice. You can't grasp the contents of the customs clearance document. I'm afraid you'll wet your pants after reading it!"

After saying that, Sun Xingzhe respectfully returned the customs clearance document to his master.

Tang Sanbian flicked his sleeves, leaving the king in place, and left the palace with his three disciples.

This is the benefit of a strong country!

Big fists are the truth!
Although with the strength of their masters and disciples, even a hundred Jisai countries are no match.

But in the kingdom of mortals, they don't have a clear understanding of what Falixiu is.

But they can still tell whether a country is strong or not.

After walking out of the palace, Sun Xingzhe asked, "Master, do we still want that national treasure?"

Tang Sanzian said matter-of-factly: "Yes, if you don't have something, you'd be a fool!"

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

Sun Xingzhe shook his head: "It doesn't look like it!"

Zhu Bajie then said: "That Buddha treasure relic sounds like a bluff, Master will definitely not let this treasure go!"

Tang Sanzun patted Zhu Bajie's shoulder, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's still the little pig who understands me!"

Tang Sanzun raised his eyes and looked at the Jinguang Temple not far away, and said: "Little monkey, when I was in Chang'an City, I swore before that I would burn incense when I saw a temple and sweep the pagoda when I saw it."

Sun Xingzhe scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "Sweep the tower?"

Tang Sanzun nodded: "That's right, you go buy a broom and sweep the pagoda for Master!"

Sun Xingzhe:? ? ?

"Master, why did you ask me to sweep the pagoda?"

Tang Sanzian's eyes turned cold: "Isn't it possible?"

"All right, all right! Master, you are the greatest, you have the final say!"

Sun Xingzhe was speechless. He couldn't speak after being beaten, so he could only obey...

(End of this chapter)