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

#1884 - Liulinpo, Tsinghua Village

Chu Hao's rejoining the pilgrimage team was a perfectly normal occurrence. Guanyin's sole wish was that he wouldn't cause any more trouble.

Guanyin had reached a point of utter exhaustion. Her only hope now was that Tang Sanzang and his disciples could complete the Journey to the West tribulations quietly.

When the time came for her merits to be fulfilled, she would definitely run back to the South Sea region and seclude herself for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Because she never wanted to encounter Chu Hao again.

It had to be said that Chu Hao had left a huge shadow on Guanyin, or rather, on the entire Western Paradise.

And this shadow was far from over, because there were still more than twenty tribulations to come.

Below, with Chu Hao's addition, the originally dull atmosphere of the four-member pilgrimage group was enlivened once more.

Because Chu Hao's mind was always coming up with interesting ideas.

For example, while walking along, when they passed a small stream, he suddenly suggested holding a fish-catching competition, forbidding the use of supernatural powers, with a reward for whoever caught the most fish.

As soon as he said it, even the usually quiet Sha Monk, and even Tang Sanzang, chose to join in.

This scene left Guanyin and谛听 (Dìtīng) , who were secretly watching all this, dumbfounded.

Especially when they saw that the reward Chu Hao took out was clearly one of the many treasures that the Spirit Mountain had given to the Lion Camel Ridge.

The Buddhist light on it was still very obvious.

"This Chu Hao is too presumptuous," Dìtīng whispered.

Guanyin said with a helpless expression, "We can't control him unless the Buddha speaks up."

In fact, she knew that even the Buddha probably couldn't control him.

After the fish-catching competition, they came to a flat road, and Chu Hao suggested holding a walking race, with a reward for the winner as well.

As for the reward, it was naturally another treasure scavenged from the Spirit Mountain.

Along the way, Chu Hao held various competitions, each time taking out a treasure from the Spirit Mountain.

It was as if he was deliberately showing it to Guanyin and the others.

To this, Guanyin and Dìtīng expressed:

You can take whatever you want, we'll lose if we get angry.

Indeed, they didn't have any reason to be angry. The one who should be angry was probably 如来 (Rúlái).

Soon, with all the playing around, they quickly arrived at a special area.

This was a willow forest, with dense willow trees swaying within, their branches and leaves luxuriant.

As Tang Sanzang and his disciples entered the willow forest, Zhu Bajie suddenly smelled a burnt odor.

He immediately said, "What's that smell? Whose food is burning? This old pig hasn't eaten yet, we can't waste food."

As he spoke, he wrinkled his nose, trying to find the house.

But in this dense willow forest, there didn't seem to be any houses.

Sun Wukong next to him said with a look of disdain, "You idiot, all you think about is eating. It's the tree that's been burned."

Sun Wukong pointed to a charred willow tree not far away.

He yawned and said, "A demon is just a demon. The people here should be behind this hillside. Let's continue forward."

The others nodded and walked through the dense willow forest to the back of the hillside.

Sure enough, behind the hillside, there was a village of considerable size.

The village was located on a plain, surrounded by willow trees, looking like a secluded paradise.

As they walked towards the village, they immediately saw a stone tablet.

The stone tablet was engraved with the three characters "Qinghua Village."

"Qinghua Village? This village won't be like the last one, Tuoluo Village, will it," Zhu Bajie muttered.

He remembered that the last village was Tuoluo Village, where the people were all like robbers, and even wanted to set them on fire to steal their money and lives.

As a result, Zhu Bajie looked wary.

As soon as he finished speaking, several burly men holding weapons suddenly rushed out of the surrounding willow forest.

"You idiot, are you a crow's mouth," Sun Wukong scolded.

Zhu Bajie looked aggrieved, thinking that these villages were all fiercely folk-like, then wouldn't this world be too uneasy?

The burly men holding weapons all showed hostility when they saw Tang Sanzang and his disciples.

"You group of monsters, are you trying to harm our village again?" A tall, muscular man holding a hoe shouted loudly.

Tang Sanzang knew that these people had misunderstood because of Sun Wukong's appearance, and immediately put his hands together and bowed, saying, "Amitabha, this poor monk is a monk from the Eastern Land of the Tang Dynasty, going to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

"Monk?" The leading burly man's expression softened a lot when he heard this.

The hostility of the others also diminished a lot.

"Since you are a monk, why are you bringing these three monsters?" the burly man asked sternly.

"Several benefactors, they are not monsters, they are this poor monk's disciples, they just look a little scary, but they are very kind at heart," Tang Sanzang continued to explain.

Hearing this, everyone's tense nerves relaxed a lot.

The leading burly man also put down his weapon, and a thin man suddenly popped up next to him and whispered in the burly man's ear, "Since they are eminent monks from the Tang Dynasty, and can subdue these three monsters as disciples, they must be very capable, Brother Fang, why don't we ask them for help?"

The burly man nodded.

Of course, these words were clearly heard by Sun Wukong and the others.

Knowing that they weren't being robbed, Sun Wukong was obviously a little disappointed, but Zhu Bajie became interested.

"That's right, we are best at subduing demons and eliminating monsters," he said impatiently.

Because every time they eliminated a demon, it was basically Senior Brother who took action, and he could also enjoy the food provided by the host, such a good thing, Zhu Bajie would not let it go.

"Then follow me into the village, to the village chief's house," the burly man said, letting the crowd make way.

Tang Sanzang and his disciples walked over, and Chu Hao also followed slowly behind.

The inside of the village was still quite good, and every household seemed to be able to live a stable life.

When they saw outsiders coming in, some villagers were extremely curious.

When they learned that they were eminent monks from the Tang Dynasty, they immediately showed extremely respectful expressions.

Some villagers even knelt down on the spot.

The villagers of Qinghua Village were all believers of the Western Paradise, and they usually worshiped the Buddhas of the Western Paradise. Now that they saw the eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty, they were naturally extremely pious.

Along the way, small Buddha statues could be seen everywhere, with incense burning brightly in front of them, and people often kneeling down to worship them.