The next day, Tang Seng was preparing to visit more in Qijue City. For the first time, he experienced equality between humans and demons and living together peacefully. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a big reason.

Tang Seng also wanted to meet the city lord and see what the sage looked like, but when he arrived at the Seven Secret Palace, the guards guarding the gate directly bombed him away.

The city chief is in charge of the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people, so how can you talk about it? So what about the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty? The Qijue City has not been established, so whether you are a diplomatic envoy or not!

Tang Seng was swept out of the house and felt very uncomfortable, but he felt relieved. He reported to his house, and the city lord was unwilling to meet, obviously he was not interested in his flesh.

"If the monsters in the world were like this, the journey west would have to be unobstructed. How could I have to go to obtain scriptures? The scriptures would have been passed down to the Tang Dynasty long ago." Tang Monk praised the city lord and looked at his three disciples... They were also monsters, what's the point.

Sha Seng: "What Master said is extremely true!"

Tang Monk remembered what he saw and heard in the city, and then left the city gate and copied the rules on the city gate. Although these were not Buddhist scriptures, Tang Monk felt that the principle of being able to discipline demons must have its advantages.

Seeing him copying word by word, the demon guarding the city felt something was wrong. After reporting it, the above meaning was to ignore him. As long as the monk's three disciples did not cause trouble, they would let him go.

The four masters and apprentices were lingering in the city for a day, and they packed their luggage early the next morning to leave, but as soon as they left, they were surrounded by a team of demon soldiers.

"Those four monks are shameless. They just don't pay for their meals, but they still use tricks to deceive people. Now that they report the case, you guys are still surrendering!" The demon soldier in the lead pointed at Tang Seng and scolded him.

Tang Monk was confused by the reason why he was scolded: "I dare to ask this general, how many monks have never eaten or lived outside, and it all depends on the charity of this shop owner. How could he say that he would not pay for food?"

The demon soldier took out a monkey hair: "Don't deny it, you can see clearly, the evidence is still in my hands!"

When Tang Monk saw the monkey hair, he still didn't understand what happened, so he immediately became angry: "Oh, you monkey, I'm so angry that you are the master!"

Sun Wukong didn't care, so he snatched the monkey hair, looked left and right, and threw it on the ground: "Master, don't be upset, what can a monkey hair mean? There are so many monkeys in this city. What's the reason for me, Old Sun, to commit a crime?"

The demon soldier sneered: "Monkey Hair cannot explain anything, but the identity license plates you each carry cannot be fake. You ate several large tables and ordered meat the night before yesterday, remember them all clearly."

When Tang Seng heard this, he became even more angry. His three disciples broke the precepts and pointed at Sun Wukong tremblingly, so angry that they couldn't speak. In Tang Seng's opinion, Sha Seng was dull and Bajie was honest, and he must be the mastermind of Monkey.

When Sun Wukong saw that Tang Monk was about to recite the spell of tight hoops, he hurriedly said, "Master, don't be angry. My old Sun is having fun with them. Let's make up for the money."

"It's too late, you have violated the rules of Qijue City and should be dealt with according to the law."

Several demon soldiers walked forward with ropes, and a hint of unhappiness flashed in the monkey's eyes. Tang Seng held him down and was willing to be tied up. When the three disciples saw it, they had no choice but to be tied up and took them to prison together.

Tang Seng copied the laws and knew the rules in the city, and the case was not serious. After compensation for money, it would take a period of labor reform. If they had no money, they could only extend the time for reform. The so-called labor reform was to build roads. Tang Seng felt that there was nothing wrong with this principle. He was not strict with his teachers and his disciples were responsible for making mistakes, so he was willing to be punished.

The case of the four masters and apprentices is not serious, and the city lord will not ask about trivial matters. The little demon below dealt with it by himself and escorted the four people to build the road. The monkey was determined to use magic, but Tang Monk refused to accept it and used a wooden hammer to consolidate the mountain road in the sunny world.

Sha Seng worked hard and said nothing nonsense, and did more diligently than anyone else. Zhu Bajie was naturally cheating and was whipped by the little demon who was supervising the worker. The monkey was angry. When did he be bullied by such a little demon? He pushed him back, and the little demon fell into a mouthful of mud, which caused the monkey to laugh.

The little demon was furious and got up and was about to slap Sun Wukong again. Seeing that the monkey was about to take out the mourning stick, Tang Seng silently stopped his work and began to recite the tight hoop curse.

"I love my old grandson so much. Master, don't know what's wrong! I know what's wrong!"

Sun Wukong rolled on the ground in pain. Tang Seng was extremely angry and recited it ten times before stopping. He admired the city lord to build a blessed land where people and demons live peacefully. It was a bit regretful to not see him, but now it seems that he would not see him, otherwise he would have lost all the faces of Buddhism and Tang Dynasty.

The little demon was furious and whipped dozens of whips in the monkey. As a result, the rope was broken. He turned around and tripped under his feet, and then fell to bite the mud. Zhu Bajie next to him was whistling, with a naive look on his face, and he had good acting skills, but he was a little ugly.

The little demon left angrily, and after returning, he brought bad news to Tang Seng and the other two. Because they refused to accept discipline, the labor reform period was extended.

Tang Monk was silent for a while: "I heard that the cause and effect of each person was caused by my poor discipline in the past. Now that the Buddha has been tested, I am punished and it is also a kind of liberation."

Tang Monk shouted the Buddha's name and started to build a road with a stone. He could not carry his shoulders, but he was so tired that his steps were empty after a while. Sun Wukong couldn't bear it and reached out to help him. Tang Monk pushed it away and gritted his teeth to continue working.

"Master, you are a monk of the Heavenly Pilgrimage. How can you suffer these grievances? My old grandson went to talk to the city lord and declare his name. He would definitely give me a three-point face. If you reveal this, how good we can continue to travel west."

Tang Monk was angry: "Don't say too much about the monkey head. I am an ordinary man and a mundane person. I don't want to enjoy your face as a monarch!"

Sun Wukong was bored and gave a wink to his two junior brothers. The latter understood and did the hard work before Tang Monk. This took most of the day. At noon, the little demon brought steamed buns and pickles. Tang Monk was hungry and ate the food he had worked hard to get. He felt extremely sweet and was even more impressed by the rules of Qijue City.

Another half day passed, Tang Monk and the other four had supper and were taken back to prison by the little demon. Tang Monk looked at the bright moon outside the iron window and felt extremely ashamed. Even though he was physically and mentally tired, he still sat cross-legged on the dead grass, holding his sleepiness, and recited the scriptures several times before going to bed.

Zhu Bajie also fell asleep, but was woken up by Sun Wukong with his ear pinched. He said angrily: "What is Brother Monkey doing? If you don't go to bed early tonight, how can you get the energy to work tomorrow."

"You idiot, your master is unrelenting, and you are willing to learn from him."

Zhu Bajie had no choice but to say that he had been doing this for a few days. He didn't care about the food, but the steamed buns were quite delicious."

"Hmph, I, Lao Sun, don't. When I go to see the city lord tonight and report the title of Monkey King, he doesn't dare to continue to make things difficult for me."

Zhu Bajie beat a carp and said, "Brother Monkey said that we were punished and we were punished. Go to the city lord to find a back door. You are the Monkey King, and I am the reincarnation of Marshal Tianpeng. The monster knew that our brothers were here and we had to invite us to dinner and apologize!"

"It should be this reason. You should be gentler, so don't wake up your master."

Zhu Bajie covered his mouth and used a spell with Sun Wukong to leave the prison. After that, he called Sha Seng. Since he was going to have dinner, there was no reason to leave Sha Seng, and the three brothers should be neatly arranged.

Sha Seng followed silently without saying a word. The one who came up with the idea was Wukong, and the one who wanted to eat was Wuneng. Even if the master blamed him, what did it have to do with him Wujing!
Chapter completed!