Journey to the West: People are in heaven, working from nine to five

Chapter 1742 Tang Sanzang: My fist has long been thirsty and unbearable

Chu Hao's words obviously made Tang Seng a little dissatisfied.

In his opinion, it is normal for Xitian to arrange disasters, but why should ordinary people suffer from this disaster?

He didn't care that he was caught by monsters, but he felt very unhappy when he saw ordinary people losing their lives due to disasters.

Especially after returning from Xiaoleiyin Temple, he found that these high-ranking Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were so cold-blooded and ruthless, and never put ordinary people in their eyes.

In front of us, this king is a shining example.

He knew very well why Wukong couldn't save the king, because Xitian didn't want him to save him, but wanted him to beg them to take action.

After you beg them to take action, you have to thank them for their kindness, but in fact they are the initiators of all this.

Such thoughts made his face darken and he remained silent.

"Master, why don't you invite Master Guanyin?" Zhu Bajie said softly.

"Shut up!" Tang Seng's voice dropped.

These words startled Zhu Bajie. Seeing that the master was in a bad mood, the three apprentices did not dare to speak.

Tang Seng walked up to the king, his gloomy face instantly softened, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you may feel a little painful next, please bear with me."

"If the eminent monk can cure my illness, it will be fine." The king, who was also a reasonable man, nodded.

"Master." Sun Wukong seemed to have guessed what Tang Seng was going to do, and couldn't help calling.

Tang Seng didn't look at him, he just stared at the king's chest, with demonic energy emerging from those beautiful eyes.

He raised his right fist and punched the king in the chest.

Everyone was shocked and thought Tang Seng was going to kill the king.

I saw that the punch was wrapped in demonic energy, and its power was used exquisitely. The punch fell and hit the king's chest.

The king suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, then his throat moved slightly, and he spit out a mouthful of dirty phlegm. Among the phlegm mixed with turbid blood, a piece of glutinous rice suddenly appeared, and everyone was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the root of the disease turned out to be this thing. Even Sun Wukong was slightly surprised. What he saw was clearly a mass of evil energy.

It seems that the glutinous rice flour block is wrapped in evil spirit, hiding its figure. No wonder his pills are useless.

The king who vomited out the filth suddenly felt broad-minded, his energy and blood surged up, his face was no longer pale, and his whole spirit instantly improved a lot.

An excited look appeared on his face, and he quickly stood up from the bed, saluted Tang Seng and his disciples: "Thank you to the senior monks for helping me."

Tang Seng hurriedly supported him, shook his head and said, "Because of this, please His Majesty the King not to do such a great ceremony."

He knew that if it hadn't been for him, the king wouldn't have suffered such a serious crime.

When Chu Hao next to him heard this, his eyes flickered and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The king, who didn't know why, just thought Tang Seng was being polite, and immediately ordered his men to hold a feast.

High in the sky, Guanyin was stunned when he saw this scene.

Di Tingze frowned and said, "Did Tang Sanzang's power just now seem a bit strange?"

"That's demonic energy." Ancient Buddha Ran Deng said sharply.

"This Tang Sanzang is really audacious and uses demonic energy." Diting said angrily.

Ran Deng Buddha shook his head and said: "Tang Sanzang has become possessed by the devil, and will get deeper and deeper in the future. If it cannot be eradicated early, it will inevitably lead to catastrophe."

The other two people were silent. They knew that the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng was talking to the Tathagata.

After all, Tathagata, whose hands and eyes reach the sky, is probably staring at this right now. Indeed, the Tathagata who was far away in Lingshan was naturally worried about Tang Monk who had just made a big mistake. Taking advantage of the fact that he was not lecturing, he separated a ray of consciousness and fell here to pay attention silently.

The words of Randen Ancient Buddha naturally reached his ears, and he frowned slightly.

It's not like he hasn't thought about forcibly removing the demonic energy from Tang Monk's body, but that would inevitably cause damage to him, and then he would have to find another person to learn the scriptures.

At this juncture, where could he change it? Moreover, the disaster of Journey to the West has already happened, so how could he change it easily?

At this moment, he didn't know how many times he scolded Maitreya Buddha for doing such a thing.

If it cannot be removed, we can only take one step at a time.

On the other side, Guanyin said: "This disaster is not over yet."

Below, a grand banquet is held as the king recovers from a serious illness.

Tang Seng and others were invited to the first place and received the most honorable treatment.

"Senior Monk, are you sure you don't want to share this noble kingdom with me?" the king said happily with a smile.

Tang Monk shook his head: "The poor monk has to continue his journey to the west. To manage the capital, the king must come in person."

"Senior Monk Dayi, come, let me toast you a glass!" The king raised his glass.

Tang Monk substituted tea for wine. After drinking one cup, he suddenly asked: "I heard the king said that he had complaints in his heart before. I don't know what the complaints were."

"Hey, it's a long story." The king sighed.

It turned out that just a few years ago, the King of the Zhuzi Kingdom and the Queen of the Jinsheng Palace took advantage of the Dragon Boat Festival to meet in the Imperial Garden to eat rice dumplings, drink wine and watch the dragon boat parade.

Unexpectedly, a sudden gust of evil wind came over. It turned out to be Sai Taisui, the demon from Xiezhi Cave in Qilin Mountain. He had pitied the queen for a long time, so he took advantage of this opportunity and resorted to various means to kidnap the Queen of the Golden Saint Palace. , became Mrs. Presshole.

Since then, the king has been ill and sick to this day.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong was furious: "This monster is so hateful, let me, the old man, catch him."

Not only him, Tang Seng also stared angrily.

I thought to myself, what is tolerable is unbearable. Those who take away wives and daughters should be killed.

He was also full of murderous intent and said loudly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this matter has been left to the poor monk. I want to see what he is capable of."

When the king saw that this monk had such ability, he thought that the eminent monk was worthy of being an eminent monk, so he immediately made another toast.

After three drinks, the banquet was over and the guests left.

Tang Seng and others also returned to where they lived.

"Master, are you really going to kill the demon?" After returning, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but ask.

"Of course that's the case, why don't you let that monster do evil? Bajie, your idea is very dangerous." Tang Sanzang said to him in a serious tone.

Zhu Bajie shook his head violently: "It's not Master, you misunderstood. I just thought that there is a senior brother who can eliminate demons. You can just rest here."

He didn't want Tang Seng and him to be kidnapped again last time.

Tang Monk shook his head and said: "No, punishing evil and promoting good is a big deal. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. After hearing this, how can a poor monk just sit back and watch?"

Zhu Bajie knew that he could not be persuaded, so he shook his sleeves and walked aside without saying anything more.

Chu Hao smiled slightly, said he was going out, and left.

Tang Seng took the three apprentices who were about to sleep and started exercising before going to bed.

(End of this chapter)