Speaking of which, Tang Monk and Wukong left the Guanyin Zen Temple and continued to rush, Tang Monk was thinking in his heart that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Then, I have saved a large building in Guanyin Zen Temple from being burned. How many lives have I saved? However, none of these things happened, so the merits and Buddhist relationships that Tang Monk wanted could not increase.

However, Tang Seng is not short of this data. After subduing the Black Bear Spirit, he also obtained some merit and reputation values. Besides, Guanyin Zen Temple was saved, Tang Seng felt a little relieved.

Since this matter has ended, it will be revealed. Tang Monk and Wukong buried their heads and rushed forward. There was no one along the way. Fortunately, spring was brilliant, the grass was green, the birds were singing and the fragrance of flowers, and they were used to seeing the skyscrapers and congested traffic in modern cities. At this time, Tang Monk was extremely happy in his heart. He took a deep breath, and the fragrance of flowers was full of his nose, and he felt more riding on his horse.

After running so happily for three days of desolate roads, at noon that day, the master and the disciple finally saw the other person. In the distant valley plain, a large village with more than a hundred families appeared in front of Tang Seng.

This village is a clustered village, and almost all residents build houses in the middle of the small plain. Over time, such clusters have been formed. Such villages are much more lively than those scattered patterns in hilly and mountainous areas.

Wukong laughed and said, "Master, there is a farm in front of you. Let's go to some hot vegetarian rice, take a hot bath, and then sleep in a comfortable soft bed. How great it would be!"

Tang Monk smiled faintly and nodded. Yes, Wukong said this because every time there was a family, Tang Monk would have such requirements. Our buddies are holy monks who traveled to the West, not ascetic monks who came to suffer. Don’t always eat some dry food and cold rice all day long, making your whole body smelly and sleeping with herniated lumbar discs. That would be no beauty. If you don’t travel to the West, you will die young first!

Although Buddhism has a precept: Don’t sit on a high and wide bed! But it’s not a high requirement to sleep on a slightly softer bed, right? The cushions that Buddha meditate are big and soft - who said that Buddha’s butt is big! And Buddha couldn’t always meditate, if you always cross your legs, you will get varicose veins... Oh, maybe you would say that Buddha’s Buddhism is profound and not an ordinary fetus, so it’s okay to meditate with his legs crossed, but Tang Seng is now physical, so he still has to find a bed to sleep.

In fact, there are houses and soft beds in Tang Monk's secret realm, but in order to take care of Wukong, he does not return to the secret realm every time he sleeps, but rests under the same eaves with Wukong. Therefore, the conditions for these hot rice, hot water, soft beds are prepared for Wukong, and this also made Wukong gradually feel the good feeling of eating hot rice, taking a hot bath and sleeping in a warm bed.

Now Tang Monk and his disciples found another village that seemed rich, and these requirements were very satisfying. However, Tang Monk was a little strange. In this brilliant spring season, at lunch and lunch, this lively village seemed very quiet, and there was no curling smoke from cooking. Could it be that this is the legendary fairy village? Everyone is not as good as the world?

It was obviously impossible. As Tang Seng looked at it, he couldn't help frowning, waved to Wukong, and said, "It's weird, let's go and have a look."

When he heard Tang Monk say something strange, Wukong became interested. After saying "Oh", he looked at it with his golden eyes, but smiled and said, "Hehe, Master, you have evil spirits."

Tang Sengdao: "What monster? Are you angry?"

Wukong smiled and said, "I don't know what kind of monster, but the monster is not very powerful, but it carries evil spirits."

Tang Monk nodded and said, "No matter what evil spirit it is, we just think it is a big deal!" After saying that, he waved his hand suddenly: "Let's go to the village and take a look."

Tang Monk rode wildly on his horse and arrived at Zhuangkou for half an hour. The village looked very rich. A large archway was erected at Zhuangkou, with the three big words "Gao Laozhuang" written on it.

Gao Laozhuang? It turns out that he has arrived here! I don’t know where Bajie’s pig head has gone, is it still in the Yunzhan Cave of Fuling Mountain? Or is it that Miss Gao already exists?

Thinking of this, Tang Monk couldn't help but think of the desolation of this Zhuangzi. Could it be that this Zhuangzi is so quiet and thanks to the pig's head? So Tang Monk hurriedly entered the Zhuangzi with Wukong.

The farmhouses in the village are all unique courtyards, each household has a yard, small households have three bungalows and a small courtyard, while the wealthy households have a large manor, with rockery gardens, ponds, streams, pavilions and towers. However, some houses seem to have traces of excessive fire, and are charred, but they do not seem to be left behind by long-term burning, as if they were burned with extremely high temperatures.

Tang Monk didn't understand the trace, so he led the horse and Wukong and continued walking forward. After walking for a long time, no one was seen. Tang Monk knocked on the door from house to house, and no one opened the door. But when he listened carefully to the sound inside, someone was talking in a low voice, whispering something. Tang Monk was a little depressed. These guys didn't cook or work at noon, why did they hide in the house to hide cats? This is not the case in Gao Laozhuang! Could it be that there are variables?

Tang Monk was thinking about this question and continued walking forward, thinking that as long as the farm was not full of corpses, otherwise, if Tang Monk's mood would be like when he saw that kind of tragic scene on earth.

At this time, Tang Monk and Wukong had already arrived at the middle of the farm. There was a large manor here, but there were many traces of burning, and the area that was too hot was a bit large, as if the fire source had been staying in this manor for a long time. It seems that this manor is worth exploring.

Tang Monk calmed down and listened carefully to the movements around him. He found that there seemed to be many people in the manor with closed doors, so he asked Wukong to knock on the door. Wukong kept knocking "dongdongdongdongdongdongdong", like a drum beat, but the people there just didn't come out to open the door.

So Tang Seng called Wukong and said, "Don't knock, no one will open the door if the door is broken."

Wukong also knew that there was someone in the room, and he was very annoyed. These guys didn't even open the door for him, the Monkey King. So Wukong said annoyedly: "Then smash this door, and it's impossible for them to come out."

Tang Monk gave Wukong a blank look and said, "With your method, those people are scared by you." After thinking for a while, he said to Wukong again: "Remember, the result of violence will not be the most perfect, you have to use your brain to do things!" Then he whispered to Wukong's ear and said, "Wukong, you will now become a small flying insect and fly in to see if there is a Buddhist temple, a shrine or something like that in the room, and then tell them as a god that outside their door, a wise monk who has never been there, who can help them handle everything, so that they will come out and open the door. Go quickly!"

Wukong rolled his eyes and laughed, "It's better for Master's method. My grandson will go now." As he said that, he turned into a firefly and flew in through the crack of the door.

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Chapter completed!