Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

On the second day, Seng Tang was going to visit Qijue City more. For the first time, he experienced equality and peaceful coexistence between humans and demons. The more he thought about it, the more he found it reasonable.

Tang Seng also wanted to see the city lord to see what Daxian looked like, but when he arrived at the Qijue Palace, the guards who guarded the gate directly blasted him away.

The city is in charge of the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of people, so there is no time to talk with you. What about the imperial brother of the Tang Dynasty, Qijuecheng does not establish a nation, whether you are a diplomatic envoy!

Tang Seng was swept out, feeling very uncomfortable, but his hanging heart was also let go. He reported his family, and the city lord did not want to meet, obviously because he was not interested in his flesh.

"If all the monsters in the world are like this, the westward journey will definitely be unimpeded. No need for poor monks to learn the scriptures. The scriptures have already been passed to the Tang Dynasty." Tang Seng praised the city lord and looked at his three apprentices... the same. It's a demon, what are these things.

Drifting: "Master said it is absolutely true!"

Tang Seng remembered what he saw and heard in the city, went out of the city gate, and copied down the rules on the gate. Although these were not Buddhist scriptures, Tang Seng felt that the principles of being able to discipline monsters must have merit.

Seeing him carefully transcribe the word by word, the demon guarding the city felt that something was wrong. After the report went up, the above meant to ignore him, as long as the three apprentices of the monk didn't make troubles, everything was left to him.

The four masters and apprentices spent a day in the city, and only packed up and left early the next morning. As a result, they were surrounded by a group of demons as soon as they left.

"The four monks are so shameless. Even if they don't pay for food, they still deceive people with blindfolds. Now when people report the case, you guys will catch them before they stop!" The demon soldier headed screamed at Tang Seng.

Tang Seng didn’t know what was going on, and was confounded by the scolding: “Dare to ask this general, how many poor monks have never eat and lived out, and they all rely on the charity of this shopkeeper.

The demon soldier took out a monkey hair: "Monk Hugh has to deny it. I see it clearly. The evidence is still in my hands!"

When Tang Seng looked at the monkey hair, he couldn't understand what had happened, and he immediately moved angrily: "Okay, you monkey, the poor monk made three orders and five applications, you are...you are also a teacher!"

Sun Wukong didn’t care, he grabbed the monkey hair, looked left and right, and threw it on the ground: “Master, don’t worry, what can a single monkey hair show? There are so many monkeys in this city. Sun committed the crime, what is the reason?"

The demon soldier sneered: "Monkey hair can't explain anything, but the ID badges you each carry can't be faked. You ate a few large tables and ordered meat the night before, all remember clearly."

Tang Seng was even more angry when he heard it. The three apprentices broke the precepts and pointed tremblingly at Monkey King, too angry to speak. In Tang Seng's view, the Drifting Monk was dumb and honest, and he must be the monkey mastermind.

When Sun Wukong saw that Tang Seng was about to recite the Curse, he hurriedly said, "Master, don't want to be angry. My grandson is playing with them, so I will make up for the money."

"It's late, you have violated the rules of Qijuecheng, and you should be dealt with according to the law."

Several demon soldiers took the rope forward, a flash of displeasure flashed in the monkey's eyes, Tang Seng held him down and was willing to be tied. When the three apprentices saw it, they were helplessly **** and taken to prison together.

Tang Seng copied the laws and regulations, knowing the rules of the city, the crimes committed were not serious, and the money was compensated, and the labor reforms were enough for a period of time. They had no money and could only extend the time for reforms. The so-called reform through labor is building roads. Tang Seng felt that there was nothing wrong with this principle. The teacher was lazy if he did not teach strictly, and his apprentice was responsible for making mistakes, so he was willing to be punished.

The case of the four masters and apprentices is not serious, and the city lord will not bother with trivial matters. The little demon below handles it by himself and escorts the four to build the road. The monkey had the intention to use the spell, but Tang Seng refused to accept it, and rammed the mountain road under the sun with a wooden hammer.

Drifting hard work, no nonsense, and working harder than anyone else. Naturally, Zhu Bajie was sneaking and raping. The overseer’s little demon flicked two whips. The monkey was angry. When did he have been bullied by such little demon, his backhand was a push. The little demon threw his mouth in mud and attracted the monkey haha. laughing out loud.

The little demon was furious. He was about to smoke Monkey King again when he got up, and when the monkey was about to take out the funeral stick, Tang Seng silently stopped his work and began to recite the Curse.

"It hurts my grandson to death, Master Mo Nian, I know I am wrong! I know I am wrong!"

Monkey King rolled around in pain, Tang Seng was so angry, he read ten times before stopping. He admired the city lord's establishment of a blessed place where humans and demons coexist peacefully. It was a bit regretful not to see him, but now it seems that he didn't see it, otherwise he would lose the face of Buddhism and Datang.

The little demon was furious, and he drew dozens of whips from the monkey. As a result, the rope broke. As soon as he turned around, he tripped under his feet and fell into a dog to chew on the mud. Zhu Bajie on the side was whistling, with a naive look of ignorance, good acting skills, but a little ugly.

The little demon left with an aura. After returning, he brought bad news to Tang Seng and the four of them. The period of reeducation through labor was prolonged due to their disobedience.

Tang Seng remained silent for a while: "As I heard, all the causes and effects were caused by poor monks' inadequate discipline in the past. Now that the Buddha is testing, the punishment of poor monks is also a relief."

Tang Seng called out the Buddha's name and started to build the road with the stone. He couldn't lift his shoulders with his hands, but after a while he was tired and his feet were empty. Monkey King couldn't bear it, reaching out to help him, Tang Seng pushed away, gritted his teeth and continued to work.

"Master, you are a sacred monk from the heavens, how can you suffer these grievances? My old grandson went to talk to the city lord, and he would definitely give me three points of his name. If this is the case, how good would we continue to go west? "

Tang Monk became anxious: "The monkey head can't talk more, the poor monk is a common man, and I don't want to enjoy the face of your Monkey King!"

Sun Wukong begged himself for being boring, and gave a wink with the two juniors. The latter understood and did the hard work before Tang Seng. This work lasted most of the day. At noon, the little demon brought steamed buns and pickles, and Tang Monk was hungry, eating the food that he had earned through hard work, only to feel sweet, and even more admired by the rules of Qijue City.

After another half day, Tang Seng and four of them ate dinner and were taken back to prison by the little demon. Tang Seng looked at the bright moon outside the iron window, feeling extremely ashamed. Even though he was tired physically and mentally, he still sat on the hay, carrying his sleepiness, and reciting the scriptures several times before falling asleep.

Zhu Bajie also fell asleep, but was woken up by Monkey King pinching his ears. He said in a breath: "What is Monkey Brother? I won't go to bed early tonight, and how can I work tomorrow."

"You idiot~www.readwn.com~ Master doesn't change from the past, and you are willing to learn from him."

Zhu Bajie was helpless: "Master has always been like this, let's just work for a few days, and I don't care about the food, the steamed buns are quite delicious."

"Hmph, you are willing, but my old grandson is not willing. When I go to see the city lord tonight and report the name of Qitian Great Sage, he will not dare to continue to embarrass me."

Zhu Bajie beat a carp: "Brother Monkey said that we were punished and we were punished. Go to the city lord to find a back door. You are the Great Sage Qitian, and I am the reincarnation of Marshal Canopy. The monster knows that our brothers have arrived. I have to invite you to dinner and apologize!"

"That's the truth, you should be lighter, don't want to wake up Master."

Zhu Bajie covered his mouth full of saliva, and led a spell to leave the prison with Monkey King. When he came, he called the Drifter. Since it's going to eat, there is no reason to leave the Drifting, the three brothers should be neat and tidy.

Drifting silently followed without a word, it was Wukong who had the idea, and it was Wu Neng who wanted to eat. Even if the master blames it, what does it have to do with his Wujing!

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