Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#953 - Pig 8: Master, I advise you to be kind.

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However, Chu Hao doesn't really care about merits anymore.

When Chu Hao saw the monster in Tang Sanzang's hand, he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, it was probably hopeless.

This little monster was really courting death. In the past, when Sun Wukong was still around, there would be people stopping Tang Sanzang.

But now that Sun Wukong has taken leave, only Pigsy and Sandy are by Tang Sanzang's side.

Poor little monster, so pitiful. He doesn't even know what he did wrong.

It doesn't make sense! I'm a monster who grinds his teeth, sucks blood, and kills like it's nothing. Isn't it normal for me to come and catch an ordinary monk?

I, I'm a monster!

He, he's a monk who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddhist scriptures. How can he be so terrifying?

I, a monster, am being beaten to the ground by a monk. Do I even have any face left?

No, I must regain some of the dignity of a monster!

The monster under Tang Sanzang's fist still wanted to struggle a bit. He broke free from Tang Sanzang's grasp.

Tang Sanzang was directly overturned, but Tang Sanzang calmly flipped a few times and landed easily.

The little monster struggled to stand up. Although his head was covered in blood, his face was still full of ferocity.

"Ahhh!!! Little monk, I came to capture you, you should have surrendered! How dare you resist!"

"I will never let you go easily today. I want you to die!"

Pigsy and Sandy, seeing that the little monster had actually stood up, were not worried about Tang Sanzang at all. At this moment, Pigsy and Sandy were even more eager to watch the fun.

Pigsy looked playful and was instead worried about the little monster.

Pigsy shouted:

"Go, go! Little monster, you can do it. You will definitely be able to defeat my master. I bet a steamed bun!"

"Little monster, go for it! Don't be defeated by justice! A man lives for his face, and so does a monster! You must go all out and beat up my master!"

Sandy: "Second brother is right, little monster, you must go for it!"

Chu Hao was sweating beside him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Sun Wukong has only been gone for a few days, how did the team's style suddenly become so strange?

Could it be that I opened it the wrong way?

After being encouraged by Pigsy and Sandy, the little monster suddenly stood up again!

The little monster firmly picked up his weapon. Although he was exhausted and covered in blood, he still gritted his teeth and walked towards Tang Sanzang.

When Tang Sanzang saw the little monster coming, he couldn't help but clench his fists, his muscles bulged, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, coming head-on? You didn't choose to run away but actively approached me!"

The little monster tightly grabbed the thing in his hand and stepped towards Tang Sanzang.

"If I don't get close to you, I can't beat you up!"

Chu Hao had question marks all over his head beside him. I, damn it, did I really open it the wrong way!

Where did this little monster learn these flirty words? You're not the protagonist, young man!

As expected.

Although the little monster said the protagonist's lines, he didn't get the protagonist's treatment.

Tang Sanzang, with his body of trained muscles, slowly approached the little monster.

The distance between the two became closer and closer.

The next second, the little monster suddenly exploded!

"Great Might Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, Great Might Heavenly Dragon, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Ma Hong!"

The next second, a golden dragon suddenly burst out from Tang Sanzang's hand.

Under the impact of this golden dragon, the little monster didn't even have time to shout "Oula" and was directly evaporated.

Tang Sanzang's beating of the little monster for several minutes finally came to an end.

Although the little monster was dead, he was actually liberated in the correct sense.

Since Sun Wukong took leave from the team, no one has stopped Tang Sanzang.

The mountain spirits and wild monsters along the way, none of them who encountered Tang Sanzang had a good ending.

Pigsy shook his head and whispered:

"Amitabha, good, good."

"Master, this is already the one hundred and thirtieth little monster you've killed. Let's be a little kinder, otherwise no one will come to catch us in the future."

"If they don't catch us, we can't continue our journey to the West."

Tang Sanzang was still showing off his trained muscles very handsomely, but he smiled and said:

"Pigsy, what you said makes Master unhappy. I am a weak monk with no strength to tie a chicken, how can you curse me to be caught by monsters?"

Pigsy smiled very falsely.

"Weak and powerless, a weak monk? Master, can you please take your foot off the monster's corpse before you say that?"

Tang Sanzang laughed awkwardly.

"Hahahaha... Accident, accident."

"By the way, Emperor, is Wukong doing well now?"

Tang Sanzang used the method of changing the subject.

Chu Hao nodded.

"He's doing okay. He's avenged his great revenge and is now rebuilding Mount Huaguo. He won't be able to come over for a while."

"Let's continue walking first."

Tang Sanzang was relieved and looked compassionate.

"That's good. But with the Emperor taking care of him, Wukong will naturally be fine."

"Emperor, please get on the horse, let's set off immediately!"

Actually, without Tang Sanzang saying it, Chu Hao had already gotten on the horse, lying down and waiting to get off work.

The four of them continued to move forward on their own.

Along the way, it was calm and the weather was clear.

Since Tang Sanzang let Sun Wukong take leave to go to Mount Huaguo, he has been letting his heart run wild, full of murderous intent along the way.

His cassock did not know how much life force it had accumulated for this, and his strength did not know how high it had reached for a time.

Tang Sanzang noticed the changes in his strength and became even more diligent.

Along the way, if he could do it himself, he would never nag, making the monsters along the way miserable.

Tang Sanzang opened the way in front, Sandy carried the luggage westward, and Pigsy led the horse.

After passing the White Tiger Ridge, they suddenly saw a belt of hills, truly vines climbing and kudzu twining, cypress green and pine green.

When Tang Sanzang saw this treasure land, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and call out:

"Disciples, the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, but there are pine forests and dense trees. You must be careful, lest there be demons and beasts."

Pigsy looked compassionate.

"Master, let them go, they are still children. These demons and beasts are afraid of your arrival."

Tang Sanzang put his hands together.

"The Buddha said: Saving thousands of ants is not as good as killing one evil person."

"I have sworn before the Buddha that I will kill any monster that chooses to devour people!"

Pigsy sighed.

"Alright, Master, you old man wait, I'll go attract monsters."

It's the old routine. Pigsy attracts monsters, screens a wave of monsters, and leaves those with similar strength for Tang Sanzang to practice with.

Only Pigsy and Sandy would spoil him like this.