And as Tang Sanzang got up, the monkey, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng naturally woke up one after another, and they were busy preparing to set off.

However, because staying in the temple was not as troublesome as sleeping in the wild, the monkeys and others, who had quickly cleaned up, got together and chatted with each other while watching the master's extremely healthy movements.

"Brother Monkey, you said that Master's strength is amazing, will it have anything to do with these actions?" Zhu Bajie, who was half-sitting on the ground and leaning on the nail rake, asked.

"What? Do you want to learn these movements, and let Master teach you? Maybe if you practice more, you can still win against my grandson. The monkey said in an encouraging tone.

"Brother Monkey, you really like to joke, I respect you very much, old pig, how can I have the idea of winning you in my heart?" Zhu Bajie said flatteringly.

"No, second senior brother, a few nights ago, when you were talking in your sleep, weren't you yelling: Kill you stinky monkey ......"

However, before Sha Seng finished speaking, Zhu Bajie suddenly jumped up, covering Sha Seng's mouth with a vigorous and flexible posture, and said with an expression that was both innocent and angry.

"Lao Sha, how can you provoke the feelings of the old pig and me and Brother Monkey? This kind of thing that tarnishes people's innocence out of thin air is contrary to Master's teachings. ”

It's a pity that the monkey on the side sneered "hehe", and glanced at Zhu Bajie up and down, as if to confirm what position is good to start.

Immediately, Zhu Bajie, whose cold hair stood upright, covered his chest with both hands, shrank his fat body, and said. "Brother Monkey, what do you want to do? Don't come here. ”

"If my grandson doesn't come over, then you can come by yourself." The monkey said.

"I won't come, Brother Monkey, don't come here either, okay?" Zhu Bajie said in a weak tone.

The monkey's fingers pulled out of his ear, and the wishful golden hoop stick instantly appeared in the monkey's hand, and he pestle it to the ground and said.

"How can there be so much nonsense? Either you come over and hit the golden hoop stick, or my grandson will hit you with the golden hoop stick in the past, choose it, according to what the master said, this is called democracy, don't say that my grandson doesn't give you room to choose. ”

……

Pig.

"There really isn't any other choice?" Zhu Bajie asked a little innocently and helplessly.

"Nope!" The monkey said.

"In that case, the old pig can only ......"

Zhu Bajie suddenly stood up straight, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he looked at death as if he were at home, and then ran in the direction of Tang Sanzang, shouting loudly.

"Master, help, Brother Monkey is going to kill pigs again."

"Idiot, you stop for my grandson!"

"Alas, you two are messing around again, early in the morning, don't make a loud noise and disturb other people's dreams."

……

Soon, Tang Sanzang, who stopped the monkeys and Bajie from messing around in his daily life, took his disciples to bid farewell to the old monk, left the "Ejian Baolin Temple", and continued to walk west.

It's just that what makes the monkey a little concerned is that Tang Sanzang deliberately chose the official road to walk after leaving the "Ejian Baolin Temple", and he would deliberately pass through it every time he was in town, and occasionally he would talk to people with some questions and ask about the situation.

If it was normal, Tang Sanzang's usual style of acting was to go straight to the west, and even because he was afraid that the strange appearance of his disciples would scare mortals, unless he stayed overnight, he basically chose a route away from the crowds.

But now, Tang Sanzang asked them all to put on their cloaks and pass through these prosperous areas, as if confirming something.

After such a small half a day's effort, don't say it's a monkey, even Zhu Bajie also saw the changes in Tang Sanzang, and leaned over and said.

"Master, if you need to know something, just tell the old pig, I will change my appearance to investigate the situation, and I will definitely understand it clearly."

"Bajie has a heart, but as a teacher, he just wants to understand the folk customs and customs in the Wuji country, which is far away from the territory of the Tang Dynasty."

Similarly, in order to avoid being too conspicuous in appearance and temperament, Tang Sanzang also put on a cloak to cover his appearance, and said to Zhu Bajie softly.

Of course, Tang Sanzang was curious about the folk customs, but he wanted to verify whether the words of the king of the black chicken country were true, and also to confirm the speculation about the black chicken country in his heart.

And in this short half a day of communicating with the people of Wuji Country of different classes, what Tang Sanzang wanted to know was almost there.

After all, what Tang Sanzang needed to know was not any palace secrets, but asked about the situation of the great drought that year, what were the domestic religions in the Wuji Country back then, and the increase in temples in the Wuji Country in recent years.

Moreover, with the charm of Tang Sanzang's words, this kind of question that can be regarded as common sense, basically no one will refuse to answer to the holy monk.

Therefore, after half a day, Tang Sanzang already had a considerable judgment in his heart, the king of the Wuji Kingdom did not lie, and his guess was even more inseparable.

When the sand monk on the side heard this, he took Tang Sanzang's words and said.

"But Master, this black chicken country really reveres Buddhism, along the way, there are many monks, and the people have a good attitude towards it, and temples and the like appear frequently."

"Yes, it's just that too many temples are not a good thing, it's too much." Tang Sanzang sighed slightly and said.

Zhu Bajie said disapprerovingly. "Master, why isn't this a good thing? There are many temples, which means that the incense is strong and there are many believers...... Well, don't say it, Master, this black chicken country really has a bit of the rumored Buddha kingdom. ”

Regarding Zhu Bajie's erroneous idea that "more temples are a good thing", Tang Sanzang didn't know how to explain it.

The political, economic, and agricultural issues involved in it can only be said that Tang Sanzang can only be called half-understood, so how can he explain Zhu Bajie thoroughly?

It's just that the word "Buddha Country" mentioned by Zhu Bajie sounded like thunder from Tang Sanzang's mind.

"Yes, it's the 'Buddha Country'!"

Tang Sanzang had always been a little confused, but he was reminded by Zhu Bajie's unintentional words.

The Bodhisattva's revenge on the king is just an excuse, and all this may not just be to promote Buddhism and gather incense in the world, I am afraid that he wants to further transform the country of Wuji directly into a country of Buddha.

"I see......"

Tang Sanzang said softly, thinking about it like this, everything felt very reasonable.

"Disciples, go, get out of this town, don't frighten the people."

……

And when Tang Sanzang and his entourage were preparing to stay away from the crowd again and go west, the "Manjushri Bodhisattva", one of the four great bodhisattvas of Western Heaven Buddhism, was a little urgent at this moment.

He personally planned this black chicken country for several years, just waiting for the scripture learner to complete the puzzle, and bring the catastrophe cause and effect to collect it as the Western Heaven Buddha country, why is the scripture learner so compassionate and ignorant of the tragic experience of the king of the black chicken country?