Poor as Church Mice

After leaving Old Gao Village, the group of master and disciples once again headed Western Heaven.

However, the mountain path was extremely difficult to traverse, and Little White Dragon Tang Xuanzang had no choice but to dismount and walk with the others.

In another dimension, however, lies a divine cave!

A wisp of Divine Sense drifted in from outside the cave.

Ao Changsheng, who was cultivating inside the cave, raised his eyebrows and then blew out a wisp of immortal energy.

Soon after, a wisp of his Divine Sense also arrived outside the cave.

"Old Ancestor Hongmeng, how have you been lately?"

The old man in front of me was smiling as he stroked his beard.

"The Changsheng Immeasurable Tribulation is progressing steadily, but the Devil Race Clan seems to be amassing power. If we allow it to continue, it may be a case of more harm than good."

"Since that's the case, let's weaken the Devil Race's power during the Immeasurable Tribulation. The two of us can go together."

Old Ancestor Hongmeng laughed.

"Good, good..."

After crossing the mountains, the group of master and his disciples soon arrived at a place that resembled an ancient ruin.

This was a town, but the group had only been there for a quarter of an hour.

Who would have thought that the town would be completely deserted in broad daylight?

Sun Wukong led the way, wielding his Jingu Bang in one hand and pointing to the ancient land ahead with the other.

"Master, where are we?"

Tang Xuanzang was slightly taken aback, then quickly dismounted from the White Dragon Horse and walked step by step toward the border gate.

Only then did he realize that this was a small town, and he didn't need to exchange for official documents.

"My disciples, you must be tired from your journey. Let's rest here for the night and continue our journey tomorrow."

Zhu Bajie quickly patted his big belly.

"Master, that's wonderful! I, Old Zhu, have been on the verge of collapse for a long time. My back and waist are aching from the journey. Finally, I can find a place to rest properly."

After saying this, Zhu Bajie picked up his Nine-Toothed Rake and ran excitedly towards the city.

Sun Wukong chuckled.

"That idiot, he was the loudest one just now, I didn't expect him to have any energy now!"

Tang Xuanzang smiled faintly.

"Wukong, you need to be patient with your second junior brother. After all, he used to be a mountain king, but now he sincerely converts to Buddhist Order. We need to use love to influence him, understand?"

What Sun Wukong feared most was Tang Monk's reasoning.

He nodded repeatedly.

"Master, Old Sun understand."

Tang Monk nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good. With the two of us working together, Master won't need the Tightening Incantation."

Upon hearing Tang Monk's words, Sun Wukong was utterly speechless.

That craftsman is really wicked!

It's clearly a threat to myself.

I have Law Treasure that can subdue you. Although I usually keep it here and don't use it, you'd better be careful, because I really do have this thing!

After entering the city, the group discovered that it was desolate.

Tang Xuanzang frowned slightly.

"This city, in theory, has fertile land and never experiences severe droughts or floods, so why is it so poor?"

Tang Xuanzang suddenly uttered this remark, and Sun Wukong touched his monkey face.

"Master, we don't know for sure. In Old Sun opinion, why don't we go and ask the farmer first? That way we'll find out."

Tang Monk nodded slightly.

"You and Bajie go find a place to stay, but remember to speak politely and absolutely avoid any conflict with anyone."

Sun Wukong chuckled, then patted Zhu Bajie's pig ears.

"Fool, come with me, Old Sun, will take you to find a place to stay."

The monkey and the pig arrived directly at the entrance of an old house, and then Zhu Bajie knocked on the door.

However, the place was completely empty.

Moreover, not only that, the two knocked several times but no one answered the door.

Sun Wukong, quick-witted and agile, spotted a farmer trying to enter his house and rushed over to stop him.

The farmer instinctively turned his head away.

But the moment he saw Sun Wukong, the expression on his face changed completely!

He instinctively took several steps back, his finger trembling as he pointed at Sun Wukong.

"A monster! It's a monster!"

Sun Wukong quickly waved his hand.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense! Old Sun, am not a monster!"

Zhu Bajie) also ran over.

"Senior Brother, look how scared he is!"

"Why is there a Black Pig Spirit here too?"

After saying that, the farmer's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Upon seeing this, Tang Xuanzang sighed helplessly and hurried over.

The farmer's wife also came out, and Tang Xuanzang quickly began to explain.

"Please do not be afraid, benefactor. These are my two disciples, the elder disciple Sun Wukong and the younger disciple Zhu Bajie. Although they are ugly, you need not be afraid."

"My disciples are all kind-hearted and would never harm you."

Tang Xuanzang's attitude was very good, and the peasant woman nodded slightly in agreement.

"That's excellent..."

"We are just passing through this area, and it's getting dark soon. Could we please stay here for the night?"

The peasant woman thought about it for a moment, and probably felt a little reluctant to do it.

"Alright, then come in."

Tang Xuanzang thanked him repeatedly.

After they entered the house, they discovered that it was so poor that it could only be described as bare and destitute!

Compared to other old houses in the whole city, this one is quite decent.

The gatehouse is quite nicely built, but why is the house so poorly furnished?

Moreover, after the peasant woman brought the food up, Zhu Bajie started grumbling.

"What is this? It looks so unappetizing."

Zhu Bajie said this with a displeased look on his face.

However, Tang Xuanzang frowned.

"Bajie, you mustn't be rude. Monks should treat others kindly. Besides, we should thank this benefactor for letting us into the house and protecting us from the wind and rain."

Zhu Bajie looked aggrieved.

Sun Wukong chuckled.

"Fool! You're not the same person you were before. Now you're a member of the Buddhist Order, you can't be allowed to eat fish and meat like that."

Zhu Bajie shook his head hurriedly, his pig ears slapping against his face with a loud cracking sound.

"Senior Brother, I didn't mean that. I know that Buddhist Order forbids killing and eating meat, but there's not a drop of oil in this food."

"We're constantly on the go, how can we possibly keep going?"

Sun Wukong patted Zhu Bajie's big belly.

"How dare you say that? With all that fat on your body, you could live to the Western Heaven!"

Zhu Bajie immediately became shy.

"Isn't it because I've been living too comfortably before, and I'm suddenly finding it a little hard to get used to? I'm sorry, Master, I'll definitely try my best to adjust."

It has to be said that Zhu Bajie's attitude was quite serious.

Tang Xuanzang nodded slightly.

"That's a good thing, Bajie... The days of poverty are yet to come, you'll have to get used to it gradually."