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

#1889 - Bhikkhu Country

Dealing with Qinghua Village was inevitable, after all, they were going too far, not to mention the human sacrifices.

Every single one of them is guilty.

Moreover, what Chu Hao didn't tell Tang Sanzang and his disciples was that Qinghua Village also harbored a bloody secret.

Of course, they would soon find out about this secret.

They continued their journey west.

Before long, they saw a city.

"Wukong, what city is that?" Tang Sanzang asked, looking at the tall city walls.

Sun Wukong thought to himself, 'Why don't you go and see for yourself?'

But he still said, "Master, we'll know when we get there. If it's a country, we can exchange the travel permit. If it's just an ordinary prefecture, we can simply pass through."

Zhu Bajie, who was already hungry, said, "No matter what kind of place it is, I, Old Pig, am starving. Master, let's go quickly."

As he spoke, everyone walked towards the city. When they arrived, they couldn't find the name of the city.

The city wall, where the name should have been, was empty. It seemed there was a name originally, but it had disappeared.

Everyone was puzzled. They happened to see an old soldier under the city wall, curled up with a weapon in his hand, fast asleep.

"Strange, why is there only one soldier at this city gate?" Tang Sanzang stood there, looking puzzled.

"We'll know if we ask," Sun Wukong said, striding over to the old soldier.

The old soldier seemed to be having a sweet dream, with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, he felt his body being shaken a few times and woke up with a start.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw Sun Wukong's face. His face instantly turned pale, and he knelt on the ground in fright, "Monster, please spare me! I have old parents and young children to support. My whole family depends on me!"

Sun Wukong saw that this old man was already over forty years old and still had old parents. Clearly, he was just making excuses.

However, he didn't care and simply said, "Old man, don't be alarmed. I'm not a monster, don't shout wildly."

The old man kept his head down, thinking of the hairy face and thunderous mouth. Although he verbally agreed, his body trembled incessantly.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong shook his head and continued, "I come from the Tang Dynasty in the East, preparing to go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. I am a monk, not a monster."

The old man naturally didn't believe him.

He had never heard of a monk looking like this.

At this time, Tang Sanzang and the others also walked over.

"Old man, don't be afraid. They are my disciples. We really come from the Tang Dynasty in the East," Tang Sanzang said, helping the old soldier up.

The old soldier saw Tang Sanzang's fair complexion and red lips, and his unease lessened a lot.

"Are you really monks?" the old soldier asked suspiciously.

Tang Sanzang nodded, "That's right. This poor monk has just arrived here and doesn't know what this place is called, so please tell me."

The old soldier looked at the three people behind him, who, although fierce-looking, didn't seem to have any murderous intent. Seeing Tang Sanzang's attire, he was even more convinced and quickly said, "So you are a venerable monk, please forgive me. I am just an old fool."

"It's okay, just tell me what this place is called," Tang Sanzang asked.

"Oh, this place was originally called Biqiu Kingdom, but it has recently been renamed to Child Kingdom," the old soldier said.

"Child Kingdom?" Tang Sanzang heard this name for the first time. He asked again, "Is there a king in this city?"

"Yes, yes," the old soldier said.

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly.

At this time, Sun Wukong, unable to restrain his curiosity, asked, "Why is this called Child Kingdom? Could it be that the king of Biqiu Kingdom died, and the new king is a child?"

"This…" The old soldier was startled, and his words became slurred.

"Monkey, don't scare him," Zhu Bajie said, stepping forward to ask.

Inside the city, people came and went, all dressed neatly and looking handsome, seemingly unrelated to children.

Afterward, they finally saw the full view of the entire city.

In the tall restaurants, there were bursts of singing, as if someone was chanting songs, which was very pleasant to hear. There were also shops, scattered and neatly arranged on both sides of the street, and the entrances were decorated very beautifully, with curtains hanging.

These shops had excellent business, and there were many streets interspersed among them. Everyone had a smile on their face.

Small vendors pushed their goods, shouting vigorously, presenting a prosperous scene.

The master and disciples led their horses, carrying their burdens, with Chu Hao following behind. Walking on such a bustling street, feeling the grandeur, their mood improved a lot.

This is the atmosphere of the human world.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang suddenly noticed that in front of these shops, there were cages, like the ones usually used to hold geese.

Zhu Bajie also noticed. He looked at the goose cages, which were covered with colorful silk, making it impossible to see what was inside.

He said with a smile, "Master, is today a big day for this city? That's why everyone is making such a grand display."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said, "What kind of big day requires displaying these things? Could it really be the work of that child king? I, Old Sun, want to see what's inside."

After speaking, Sun Wukong was about to step forward to take a look.

Tang Sanzang quickly stopped him, "Wukong, you might scare people. Let me go."

After speaking, Tang Sanzang took the lead and walked towards a goose cage, lifting the colorful cloth covering it.

He discovered that there was a child sitting inside.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang quickly walked to another one and opened it, and it was also a child.

"Master, don't look, they are all children, and all of them are boys," Sun Wukong with his fiery eyes said leisurely from behind.

It turned out that the cages on the streets were all filled with children. Some of the children were sitting in the cages playing by themselves, some were crying loudly, some were sleeping, and some were eating something and enjoying themselves.

These children were very young, appearing to be no more than seven years old, and all of them were boys, which made Tang Sanzang somewhat puzzled.

"Wukong, do you know the reason?" Tang Sanzang asked.

Sun Wukong spread his hands helplessly.

Although he had fiery eyes, he was not omniscient.

At this time, everyone looked at Chu Hao.

Here, if there was anything they didn't know, asking Chu Hao seemed to be the best choice.

After all, Chu Hao could be considered omniscient and omnipotent among Tang Sanzang and his disciples.

Chu Hao smiled slightly. He naturally knew, but he couldn't reveal this kind of thing himself, or he would break the rules.