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

The closer they got to the Western Heaven territory, the less aversion the common people showed towards creatures with strange appearances, compared to those in the East.

Thinking about it, it made sense. In this Hezhou of the West Bull Continent, demons roamed freely, and humans were reduced to food. Everyone basically grew up listening to stories about demons, and almost everyone had seen one.

Those who encountered man-eating demons mostly didn't survive, while those who encountered kind demons often weren't too resistant, just curious.

Especially under the influence of Buddhism, everyone generally believed that demons eating humans was the same as humans eating chickens, so naturally, they weren't as averse to demons.

As for the man-eating demons, they thought it was best to stay away. Moreover, staying in the city meant they wouldn't be attacked by demons.

It was precisely this kind of thinking that permeated Hezhou of the West Bull Continent, leading to the rampant presence of demons and a significant reduction in the living space for humans.

And what was even more terrifying was that the demons weren't without the ability to destroy cities. Just like the three demon heads of Lion Camel Ridge, they could swallow hundreds of thousands of humans in a city with ease.

However, for sustainable development, they tacitly chose not to eat people in the cities, unless someone accidentally trespassed into their territory, or they really wanted to taste the deliciousness of human flesh.

In the world of Journey to the West, humans were always at the bottom of the food chain, yet indispensable.

Therefore, Buddhism claimed to want to save the world and liberate people from suffering.

That being said, in the final analysis, it was still to promote Buddhism, increase its influence, and enjoy more heavenly luck.

Under this circumstance, although Tang Seng's three disciples looked more like demons than the other, it was because Tang Seng, a mortal, was leading them that they didn't cause a bigger commotion.

"What are you doing?" A leading soldier, holding a sharp blade, stepped forward and asked.

Tang Seng was about to say his usual catchphrase, but immediately realized his current situation and quickly changed his words: "We come from the Qiuci Kingdom and are just passing by here."

"Qiuci Kingdom? Is that the Children's Kingdom?" the soldier asked.

This was a test. If they hadn't been to the Qiuci Kingdom, they definitely wouldn't know that the other party had become a Children's Kingdom.

"Yes, but now the king has repented," Tang Seng said seriously.

The soldier scrutinized the other party, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

"Are you a monk?" he suddenly asked.

Tang Seng's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he had been recognized?

Just then, Sun Wukong suddenly stepped forward: "How could we be monks? My master is a Taoist cultivator and is going to the Taoist temple in the city."

"Taoist?" The soldier glanced at Tang Seng, then looked at the three demon-like guys, and finally focused his gaze on Chu Hao: "Are you a Taoist too?"

"I'm not, I'm just traveling with them," Chu Hao shook his head.

The soldier was still planning to ask something, even wanting to look at Tang Seng's head.

But because there were many people entering the city, and the line was already very long, the patrolling commander said with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? If you're not a monk, hurry up and enter the city."

"Let's go into the city," the soldier finally glanced at them and had no choice but to let them in.

After entering the city, everyone immediately saw a prosperous scene.

The roads were accessible in all directions, flat and wide. Pedestrians walked on them, each looking relaxed and walking slowly, and from time to time, there were shouts from vendors and laughter.

As Sun Wukong said, this Kingdom of Extinguishing France was extremely prosperous, far from the chaotic and disorderly place they had imagined.

Tang Seng stood there, looking at the people living and working in peace, and thinking about last night's argument, he couldn't help but feel curious.

Without the existence of monks, could the country really become better?

Just then, Tang Seng suddenly felt someone tugging at his robe, and was immediately startled.

He thought someone had discovered his identity.

Looking down, he saw a clean child holding a flower basket filled with various blooming and beautiful flowers.

"Sir, buy a flower, it will make you happy all day," the child said very seriously.

Seeing this scene, Tang Seng looked surprised.

Along the way, he had encountered many children who came out early to earn money for a living.

But without exception, every child was dirty and hadn't bathed for a long time.

But the child in front of him was almost the same as ordinary children, and he was selling flowers, which were consumables.

At this moment, Tang Seng deeply realized the prosperity of this country.

It was even richer than the Qiuci Kingdom and the Kingdom of Zhu Zi he had encountered before. Even the children selling things on the street didn't live badly.

In the end, Tang Seng bought a flower and handed it to Sun Wukong: "Wukong, tell me, can a country really be better without monks?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head: "Master, I don't understand what you're talking about, but didn't we already see it in the Kingdom of Zhu Zi before?"

At this time, Tang Seng suddenly remembered what he had done before.

Indeed, when he asked the King of Zhu Zi to carry out a mighty suppression of monks, the result was obvious. Because there was no exploitation by monks.

Therefore, the entire Kingdom of Zhu Zi made the best use of everything in a very short period of time, the people lived and worked in peace, and the country also embarked on the road of development and prosperity.

That attempt was actually done by Tang Seng who had entered the demon, so his memory was a bit vague, which was normal.

Now that Sun Wukong mentioned it, he naturally remembered it and suddenly understood.

"That's right, the Dharma is not wrong, it's the users who are wrong," Tang Seng said softly.

Those monks who practiced Buddhism were like parasites, with their mouths full of kindness, but they didn't do anything, only knew how to suck the blood of believers, and wasted the country's resources in vain.

Without them, the country could operate better, and then everyone could play a role.

Thinking of this, Tang Seng was even more determined to obtain the true scriptures.

Because in his opinion, the true scriptures were now covered in dust. Those so-called monks, who thought they had cultivated the true scriptures of Buddhism, were actually wrong.

His purpose in obtaining the true scriptures was not to save the world, but to save this group of monks who had gone astray.

Because although the world had confusion, it could still survive, but those monks, like moths, were corroding the country.

At this moment, Tang Seng's heart underwent a huge change.

Boom—

When he had such thoughts, the Dao of Heaven sensed it.

In the depths of the void, a mysterious and infinite force permeated out, shaking the entire world.

The strong in the Three Realms all felt it.