The four masters and apprentices set foot on the road again.

Spring is going to summer, and the weather is getting hotter.

In the scorching weather, Tang Seng received a high temperature subsidy again.

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, shook his body slightly, and was looking forward to the arrival of the next difficulty in his heart.

During this time, he had already thought about the next difficult plan in his heart.

It's a pity that the summer goes to the autumn and the winter, and Tang Seng has not waited for the Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"You're not going to wait until next year, are you?"

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, looked at the hills in the distance, and felt a little depressed.

Although this year's salary has risen to 25 years of Taoism, it is a drop in the bucket compared to the Taoism he needs to break through.

Without calamity, the strength will not rise at all.

More than half a year has passed this year, and most of the roads obtained are high-temperature subsidized roads except for Thorn Ridge, and the wages only account for the smallest part.

"Senior brother, this year has been too calm, is it that the Bodhisattva doesn't care about us?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking on the side, whispered to Sun Wukong.

After leaving the sacrificial country for almost a year, he actually encountered a few dryads in Thorn Ridge.

"How do I know. ”

Sun Wukong, who scratched his head, also frowned.

In the past, I could meet goblins several times a year, but now the next year is coming to an end, and it is indeed so calm.

"Senior brother, could it be that the Bodhisattva has learned of our complaint and has already sent away the goblins arranged on the road?"

Monk Sha, who was following behind to carry the burden, suddenly interjected.

"Hey, what Senior Brother Sha said makes sense. ”

Zhu Bajie, who shook his head, his eyes lit up and nodded in agreement.

Sun Wukong, who didn't care, also had a bright light in his eyes.

"It probably has something to do with the master's strength. ”

Thinking of the green cow spirit who was chased and killed by Tang Seng before, Sun Wukong continued.

"It seems that this is the case!"

Sun Wukong thought so, and Monk Sha nodded heavily.

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, rolled his eyes again and again as he listened to the three people who automatically made up their brains.

He didn't think so, for now, it was just that the distance between the two catastrophes was a bit far.

The four of them walked boringly, the weather was getting colder and colder, and it was a snowy day in the blink of an eye.

Glancing at the cold winter subsidy that is the same as the high temperature subsidy, Tang Seng looked a little depressed.

The year has really come to an end, but the catastrophe has not yet come.

According to the posture in front of him, Tang Seng felt that there was no hope for this year.

He remembered that in Journey to the West, it seemed that it was not winter for several people to pass through Xiaoleiyin Temple.

According to Tang Seng's guess, there is a high probability that it will be next year.

Time passed day by day, getting closer and closer to the Yuan Day, just as Tang Seng thought in his heart, there was no shadow of Xiaoleiyin Temple at all.

"Hey, I suddenly feel that there are no goblins on the road, and learning from the scriptures is much more boring. ”

Looking at the world covered in silver in front of him, Zhu Bajie muttered.

was angry with those goblins who popped out of nowhere, but now he is cold and quiet all year round, and Zhu Bajie feels a little uncomfortable again.

Learning from the scriptures is already very boring, and meeting goblins seems to have become their only fun on the road.

Now it's gone.

"Second Senior Brother, it's not better to have no goblins, you can go all the way to the West Heaven with peace of mind. ”

Monk Sha, who heard Zhu Bajie's complaints, disagreed.

"Senior Brother Sha, there are goblins who still have the opportunity to be lazy, and they can adjust their lives, but now they are in a hurry all day long, and they are bored to death. ”

Zhu Bajie waved his hand and shook his head again and again.

"You idiot, don't you want to be caught by the goblin and steamed and eaten?"

Hearing the conversation between the two behind him, Sun Wukong turned his head and smiled.

"Go, go, go! Senior brother said all about me. ”

Zhu Bajie, who was shaking his head, was a little unhappy when he heard this.

has followed Tang Seng to learn scriptures for so long, and Zhu Bajie was the most unlucky once.

It was stripped naked and thrown in a steamer.

Seeing Zhu Bajie's appearance, Sun Wukong and both of them laughed.

Zhu Bajie didn't care, thinking in his heart that it wouldn't be long before it would be the first day again.

At the end of the year, it's time for a holiday again.

In the blink of an eye, the time for the holiday has come again, and this is the most dull year for Tang Seng on the way to learn scriptures.

"Hey, I was really unfortunate enough to guess it. ”

Tang Seng, who clocked in to work on the last day of the year, was extremely depressed.

For a whole year, there was only one catastrophe in Thorn Ridge.

Glancing at the system screen, the Dao line in the realm column has not moved at all.

In addition to the 20,000 years of Taoism obtained by Thorn Ridge, there are also 10,000 years of high temperature subsidies and cold winter subsidies, and as for the salary of a whole year of work, it is less than 10,000 years of Taoism.

Without calamity, there would be no increase in strength at all.

This year is so calm, Tang Seng seriously suspects that it will affect his year-end bonus.

The rewards of calamity fluctuate greatly, and the year-end bonus is likely to be the same.

There have been no great deeds this year, and if there is a connection, it will definitely be greatly discounted.

Before getting off work, sure enough, the system's prompt sounded coming.

Fifteen days after the detection is the Yuan Day, the system will be closed in advance, because the Yuan Festival is connected with the Yuan Day, so the holiday is 30 days. ’

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon shuttle, and in a blink of an eye, the year is over again. Life needs to be plain, but it also needs passion. There is no passion without blandness, and there is no passion without blandness. There is blandness in passion, and passion in blandness is true. In order to reward the host for their hard work this year, the following rewards are issued:

Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10,000 years of Dao Xing, 36 Pure World Blue Lotus Fragments × 3, and all comprehension laws collectively +150. ’

'The first day is approaching, here is a New Year's gift for the host: congratulations to the host for obtaining the 10,000-year Dao Xing, 36 Pure World Blue Lotus Fragments× 2, and a 9,000-year-old peach. ’

Due to the holiday, the benefits of the Shangyuan Festival were distributed early, congratulations to the host for obtaining 10,000 years of Taoism, two of the best Dahuandan, 20 boxes of spiced dates, 15 boxes of colorful dumplings, and 15 boxes of colorful rice balls. ’

'The new year is coming soon, I hope the host will not be so calm, show his demeanor, and carry forward the Buddhism in order to get more ······rewards'

"Damn!"

Listening to the voice in his head, Tang Seng couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

It's all too realistic.

Not only has the year-end bonus shrunk, but the New Year's holiday benefits have decreased a lot.

What's even more depressing is the closing remarks, which obviously contradict the year-end bonus oath.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Zhu Bajie, who was excited on the side, heard Tang Seng's sigh and hurriedly asked.

It's about to be a holiday again, shouldn't you be happy, the master actually has a sad face.

"Nothing!"

Tang Seng, who shook his head, casually closed the system screen.

At the end of the year, I haven't earned enough 100,000 years of Taoism.

This year, it's really pure rush.

Seeing that Tang Seng didn't say anything, Zhu Bajie didn't care.

Now his mind is full of things about the upcoming holiday, so why bother to pay attention to Tang Seng.

And the master is always weird, he can't guess it.

'Ding!'It's time to get off work, do you want to clock out and get your pay?'

"I'm back to Huaguo Mountain after work!"

Tang Seng, who clocked out of work, said a word to Sun Wukong and a few people, and jumped into the clouds.