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

Speaking of the other side, after Tang Seng woke up, the group continued on their journey.

Along the way, although Tang Seng was puzzled as to why he had fainted, he didn't dwell on it too much.

He just occasionally asked Sun Wukong if he had encountered a monster.

Clearly, Tang Seng's obsession with monsters was now very deep. If a monster really appeared, he would probably rush up and bite it.

Along the way, Pigsy led the horse, muttering to himself.

Mainly, he felt that his master had disturbed his good fortune.

Even if that beauty was really a monster, she was seducing him, Old Pig, not you, Master. Did anyone offend you?

Of course, Pigsy didn't dare to say this to Tang Seng's face.

He just felt a little aggrieved inside.

Most importantly, after Lady Earth Surge revealed herself, Pigsy keenly realized that she had a Mysterious Yin body.

With this kind of physique, if he cultivated with her, wouldn't his, Pigsy's, power greatly increase?

At that time, would he still be afraid of that dead monkey?

Wouldn't he be able to show off his strength?

It was a pity that everything had turned to foam.

Thinking of this, Pigsy looked resentful, as if Tang Seng had snatched his wife away.

Chu Hao naturally noticed his change, but didn't say much.

Seeing that it was getting late, the group finally saw a pavilion and hall.

"Wukong, be careful of monsters." Tang Seng, sitting on the white horse, said immediately upon seeing the building.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes at him: "Master, that's just a temple."

"Don't be careless. This master always feels that there are monsters lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to act. We must be very careful," Tang Seng said with a solemn expression.

It was just that these words were obviously making his three disciples slowly distrust him.

Even Chu Hao stared at Tang Seng with a suspicious look, wondering if he had developed post-traumatic stress disorder.

Why did he have to worry about monsters every time they arrived at a place?

Chu Hao guessed that the reason why Tang Seng had suddenly become so warlike was because of the dormant demonic energy in his body.

Thinking of this, he looked around, but didn't find anything unusual.

During this time, Maitreya Buddha had been quiet all along.

It seemed that after the last incident, he had been greatly injured and didn't dare to provoke Mount Ling for the time being.

It was just that the demonic energy in Tang Seng's body was always a major concern.

Although Chu Hao could dispel it, he didn't choose to do so.

"Master, don't worry. This old Pig will go take a look. Maybe we can find lodging here tonight," Pigsy said.

Saying that, he was about to walk forward to open the door.

But Tang Seng stopped him: "Pigsy, you are ugly. I'm afraid you will scare people. This master should go."

Saying that, he added: "You all stay away. Wait for this master to ask clearly before coming over."

Tang Seng had his own plans.

If there really were monsters here, the monsters definitely wouldn't attack if Pigsy went up.

If he, an ordinary person, went up, the monsters would definitely not be able to hold back.

Especially since he had specifically told everyone to stay away.

If the monsters saw this situation, they couldn't possibly not attack.

Once he was captured, he could pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Sun Wukong and the others looked puzzled, wondering why their master was worried about monsters, yet he was taking the initiative to go forward alone?

Although curious, they still walked to the shade of a tree on the side and watched quietly.

Seeing this, Tang Seng walked towards the palace and pavilion with high fighting spirit.

He saw that the vermilion gate was almost stripped of its paint, leaning precariously, as if it would fall to the ground if pushed.

"This temple is too dilapidated," Tang Seng muttered.

In order to prevent damage to the gate, Tang Seng had to gently push it open, only to feel that this place was very miserable, not like a place with monsters.

After all, if it were a monster, they would decorate this kind of place extremely luxuriously.

After pushing open the door, he only saw a silent corridor, very long, with no end in sight. It was just that the surroundings were a bit desolate, covered with moss, as if no one had taken care of it for a long time.

Standing in the corridor, he could see fireflies flying in the air, their fluorescent light flickering. Weeds grew on both sides, and there was the sound of frogs croaking, which shocked Tang Seng's heart.

Especially when he saw that the palace was crumbling, as if it would collapse in the next second, and the rooms that the corridor led to also looked lonely and desolate, with broken bricks and tiles piled up on the side, and even the pillars were crooked and dilapidated.

When Tang Seng passed through the corridor and arrived at the main hall.

He saw that the glazed incense lamp inside was damaged, the golden body of the Buddha was faded and old, the Arhats beside him were leaning in all directions, and even the statue of the Bodhisattva had become a pile of mud due to the rain, with the jade bottle in her hand lying quietly there.

Was this still a temple?

Tang Seng suddenly felt that his guess was wrong.

Could there be monsters in this kind of place?

The wild beasts in the forest were probably treating this place as a paradise.

After all, the walls here had collapsed, and there were no doors to close, so anyone could enter.

Especially after walking here, Tang Seng hadn't seen a single monk, which made him feel strange.

If it weren't for the golden body of the Buddha and the Arhats and Bodhisattvas, Tang Seng would have thought this was a ruin.

Why hadn't this temple been cleaned and repaired? Could it really be an empty temple?

While Tang Seng was thinking, he could only continue walking inside.

After passing through a gate, he saw the tower containing the bells and drums collapsed there, with a bronze bell stuck in the ground.

The upper half was extremely white, while the lower half revealed a bronze color.

Obviously, after being exposed to the wind and sun, the bronze bell had been bleached by the rain, while the lower part was covered by soil, so although there was rust, it could still be seen clearly.

"What the hell is this place?" Tang Seng couldn't help but say loudly.

These words inadvertently alarmed the people in the temple.

When a Taoist who served incense heard these words, he frowned slightly and couldn't help but pick up a broken brick and smash it against the bronze bell.

Dang — —

Only a crisp collision sound was heard, followed by the echoes of the bell, which did not dissipate for a long time.

"There are monsters?" Tang Seng's expression immediately changed, and he raised the Zen staff in his hand, acting like "Great Might Heavenly Dragon."

After saying that, he carried the Zen staff and rushed up directly.

He saw a sallow and thin Taoist standing there, looking vigilant.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

The two spoke at the same time, both regarding each other as enemies.

Tang Seng couldn't tell if the other party was a monster, but looking at his attire, he really looked like a monk.

Could it be that there really were people in this temple?

Thinking of this, he said: "This poor monk comes from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, on his way to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures…"

This was a standard introductory speech. Generally speaking, the person who heard it would be in awe.

After all, the name of this eminent monk of the Great Tang was still very famous.