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

#1480 - No one can stay overnight...but he can

Tang Sanzang understood very well that, with his current body, if he were to be captured by a female demon again, he basically wouldn't be able to walk to the Western Paradise alive.

Sun Wukong glanced at him and shook his head, saying:

"Master, don't worry, there's no demonic aura ahead, so there shouldn't be any demons. There's no need to be afraid."

Chu Hao, sleeping on the horse's back, had a look of disdain on his face, feeling that Tang Sanzang was a bit like someone who, having been bitten by a snake once, is afraid of well ropes for ten years.

Isn't being caught and bitten by a female demon for a while something that others can only dream of?

Tang Sanzang was trembling with fear. He had already lost all his muscles due to the torment of the female demon. If he were to be captured again, it would be a dead end. Tang Sanzang would rather die than take the risk again.

Tang Sanzang was just trembling as he led the horse for Chu Hao, secretly protecting everyone in front of him.

The five of them continued forward. As they were walking, they suddenly heard the sound of a gong. More than thirty people flashed out from both sides of the road, each with guns, knives, sticks, and clubs, blocking the road and shouting: "Monk! Where are you going!"

This frightened Tang Seng so much that he couldn't stand still and squatted directly in the grass by the roadside, holding his head and shouting: "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me!"

Pigsy smiled wryly from the side and said: "Master, they're men, all men!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang became even more afraid, covering his buttocks and daring not to speak.

Chu Hao twitched his lips, wondering what was going on.

Since Tang Sanzang was taken away by the Scorpion Demon, after many days of torment, Tang Sanzang had cultivated a strong Buddhist heart, and even suppressed a lot of the demonic energy in his body.

However, misfortune and fortune are interdependent.

Now that the demonic energy in Tang Sanzang's heart has decreased, he no longer looks as mighty as before.

If it were before, Tang Sanzang would have directly swung his tin staff and hammered these thieves to death. After all, Tang Sanzang had studied Buddhism since childhood, and his specialty was persuading people with reason.

The two big men at the head said: "We won't hit you, just leave behind some travel expenses."

Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Sanzang and said helplessly: "Master, they're just a bunch of robbers. How about we…"

"Beat them to death, beat them all to death, don't let me see them again!" Tang Sanzang covered his buttocks, his face full of fear.

Sun Wukong: …

Sure enough, Tang Sanzang did have some psychological trauma, but at least he hasn't become a timid and fearful person.

Naturally, Sun Wukong didn't intend to talk about compassion with a bunch of robbers. He directly swept over with his staff, killing a large group.

The remaining few escaped, but Sun Wukong didn't intend to pursue them. He just blew a breath, and the escaping thieves were swept into the sky and smashed into meat paste.

Well, Sun Wukong never had the habit of condoning evil. This is Sun Wukong's Buddhist heart.

After seeing that these robbers were all beaten to death, Tang Sanzang released the hand covering his buttocks and moved forward, chanting the Buddha's name,

"Passing away like this, day and night like this…"

Chu Hao was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you a Buddhist? Why are you reciting Confucian declarations?"

It is said that Tang Sanzang finally regained his composure, and the group continued on their way.

Guanyin Bodhisattva in the clouds was already sneering,