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

#1890 - The Past of the Bhikkhu Kingdom

A person who disliked following rules the most was now thinking of abiding by them. This wasn't because Chu Hao's temperament had drastically changed, but rather because he felt it would be more interesting that way.

He had always been an interesting person, and he also believed that the path of cultivation shouldn't be dull and tasteless.

So, when everyone looked at him, he suddenly smiled and said, "There's a yamen over there; you can go ask them."

Hearing this, the others noticed that while investigating these cages, they had unknowingly arrived near a yamen.

The yamen's exterior was magnificent and splendid, appearing very imposing.

Tang Seng nodded in agreement: "What the Immortal said is right. If there's a yamen here, we can ask the station chief why this is the Land of Children. We can also feed the white horse and find lodging along the way."

Pigsy was already starving. Hearing this, he was the first to chime in: "That's right, that's right. Master is right. Let's quickly go and ask clearly, and it would be best if they prepared some delicious food too."

Pigsy had a special fondness for food.

However, after traveling for so long, and not having rested at Qinghua Village, everyone was quite tired.

With a unanimous decision, Tang Seng took the lead and walked towards the yamen, with the others following closely behind.

At the entrance, the soldiers on duty were startled to see a monk coming out, followed by three people with ugly appearances.

However, they were experienced people and it was broad daylight, so they weren't scared out of their wits.

"Who are you?" A soldier holding a weapon walked over and stopped them.

As usual, Tang Seng first informed them of his identity as a high-ranking monk from the Tang Dynasty.

So, a look of respect appeared on his face: "So you are a high-ranking monk from the Tang Dynasty. I will go and report this."

Saying that, he quickly walked inside.

Before long, the station chief here hurried over, a look of surprise on his face as he saw the group.

"You are the high-ranking monk from the Tang Dynasty?" The station chief looked at Tang Seng and recognized him at a glance, asking.

Tang Seng nodded: "That's right."

Saying that, he took out his travel permit.

As a symbol of identity, this travel permit was a good way to prove their identities.

After confirming the other party's identity, the station chief was overjoyed and quickly said: "Indeed, you are a high-ranking monk from the Tang Dynasty. Please, come inside."

The station chief immediately welcomed them into the yamen.

This yamen was extremely large and very luxurious.

The station chief instructed his subordinates to take the white horse to be fed, while he led Tang Seng and his disciples, along with Chu Hao, to a side hall.

Although it was called a side hall, it was actually specifically used to entertain distinguished guests.

As soon as they sat down, maids respectfully came over to make tea for them.

Seeing this, Pigsy couldn't help but sigh: "It's still good to be in a big place. People in those small places are just stingy."

He was naturally talking about Qinghua Village, which had already been buried in a sea of fire.

Before long, under the station chief's arrangement, some fruit and vegetarian meals were brought up, which were very lavish.

Pigsy, who had been starving for a long time, saw these and his eyes immediately lit up.

But Tang Seng didn't move, and he didn't dare to move either, after all, the last lesson was still vivid in his mind.

Tang Seng was also almost starving, and said to the station chief: "Then this humble monk will not be polite."

"Venerable Monk, please eat as you like. If there's not enough, I'll have the servants bring more," the station chief said, nodding.