Chapter 310 Extra Chapter: When the Journey to the West is Full of Our Own People (Part 6)

“Elders, my husband passed away early, leaving behind this vast estate and these three daughters. I don’t know what to do with them. Now that you elders have come, if you don’t mind, I would like to invite some of you to marry into my daughters’ families. That way, they will have someone to rely on.”

Upon hearing the old woman's words, Tang Sanzang lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, I appreciate the kindness of the female benefactor, but my master and I are devoted to Buddhism and our determination to obtain the scriptures is unwavering, with no other thoughts."

Wukong reacted more violently, leaping up and jumping far away, crossing his arms to protect himself: "I only took a job escorting people on their journey to the West, I didn't say I had to sell myself!"

The old woman's lips twitched; she almost couldn't continue her act.

"Yes, yes, we are devoted to Buddhism."

Although Bajie's eyes were hard to leave the three beautiful women, he still refused them outright.

As for Sha Wujing, his eyes gleamed as he looked at the clothes of the mother and her three daughters, and he said enthusiastically, "Female benefactor, would you like to earn more money? Women should be self-reliant. I think your clothes are very nice. How about we open a clothing shop together..."

"Thank you for your hospitality, but I must take my leave now."

Tang Sanzang smiled and pulled Sha Wujing away by the collar. He had only come to beg for alms, not to embarrass himself.

Wukong cautiously darted out, while Bajie, though somewhat reluctant, still walked out without hesitation.

The four of them looked at each other, starting to doubt themselves. Had they really become so uncharming? Even Pigsy wouldn't fall for it?

Ao Lie turned his horse's head back and asked, "How about you consider me?"

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"Alright!"

...

"Sure, Pigsy, you've always been fond of beautiful women, how could you refuse?"

Wukong hooked his arm around Bajie's neck and asked curiously.

"I call that appreciating beauty, appreciating!"

Bajie earnestly emphasized, but apart from Tang Sanzang, who didn't know him, the other two people present didn't believe him at all. Well, Tang Sanzang didn't believe him either.

Seeing this, Pigsy explained helplessly, "I'm not stupid. A love affair between a human and a god violates the heavenly rules, okay?"

"You are a monster now."

"Precisely because I am a monster now, I cannot leave a stain on my future resume and delay my career."

"I didn't realize you were so career-oriented?"

“That’s right,” Pigsy shook his head. “I was a marshal before, and if I go to Buddhism, I’ll at least become a Bodhisattva, if not a Buddha.”

"Second Brother, you are truly dedicated to your work," Sha Wujing couldn't help but exclaim. "I want to learn from you too."

“Wujing, everyone has their own destiny, so don’t force it.”

“Master, I understand.”

Seeing Sha Wujing nod, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but sigh, hoping that Sha Wujing truly understood and that he should put his ambition in the right place, especially in sales. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so quick to punish Sha Wujing, that rebellious disciple!

...

"The Wuzhuang Temple is just ahead."

Wukong looked ahead, and Tang Sanzang subconsciously chimed in, "A familiar face?"

"We're not that close, but I've bought their ginseng fruit before."

“I have sold them before,” Sha Wujing silently raised his hand.

“I’ve eaten it,” Pigsy chimed in.

"I want to eat." Ao Lie started smacking his lips.

Tang Sanzang: "..." How about we don't go in?

"Elders, my master specifically instructed me before he left that if you meet any eminent monks from the Tang Dynasty in the East, you must treat them well."

Qingfeng and Mingyue stood in front of the Wuzhuang Temple, warmly inviting the group inside. They then presented a plate of crystal-clear ginseng fruits to everyone, saying, "This is the most precious treasure of our temple, the ginseng fruit. Just smelling it can grant you 360 years of life, and eating one can grant you 47,000 years of life. Please, elders, try it."

The group exchanged bewildered glances. Pigsy couldn't help but nudge Sandy and whisper, "Are the people at Wuzhuang Temple really this hospitable?"

Sha Wujing shook his head: "It wasn't like this when we cooperated before."

"Something unusual is bound to happen; stay vigilant."

Wukong cautiously offered a reminder, but Tang Sanzang, who couldn't bring himself to eat the ginseng fruit that looked like a baby, repeatedly refused: "We monks are compassionate. Thank you for your kindness, but we really cannot afford such a treasure."

Qingfeng and Mingyue exchanged a glance, looking somewhat embarrassed. Just then, Ao Lie peeked inside. The two had watched the live broadcast of the journey to the west in advance, and their eyes lit up as they turned to Ao Lie with enthusiasm.

"Come on, come on, you should try some too."

Me?

Ao Lie was deeply moved; this was the first time he had encountered someone who didn't treat him like a horse.

Everyone else's eyes were filled with the words "Beware of a trap," but he was the only one, a simple white dragon horse. He trotted in with his little hooves clattering, and before his mouth even touched the ginseng fruit, the plate was overturned, and the ginseng fruit instantly burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

Qingfeng and Mingyue immediately wailed, "It's over, it's over! The ginseng fruit has run away, and the abbot will blame us!"

"No," Ao Lie said in shock, "I didn't even touch it! Really!"

"It's over, it's over..." Qingfeng and Mingyue wailed.

"This ginseng fruit must be sentient!" Pigsy couldn't help but complain, thinking about the scene just now. "Giving us sentient ginseng fruit, are they afraid we'll eat it, or are they afraid their attempt to scam us will fail?"

"It really wasn't me!" Ao Lie was still explaining.

"It's over..." Qingfeng and Mingyue were still howling.

"Shut up!" Wukong's head was about to explode from the noise. He pinched Ao Lie's mouth shut with one hand and glared at Qingfeng and Mingyue: "Stop howling and tell us what you want us to do!"

"Alright!" The two immediately fell silent. "We mainly want to ask a few elders to help us sell ginseng fruit."

"Selling ginseng fruit?"

The four people and one horse looked at each other, bewildered. What kind of request was this? Then Qingfeng and Mingyue took them to the back of Wuzhuang Temple, where they stared at the ginseng fruit trees covering the mountains and fields, speechless with astonishment.

"I remember... aren't ginseng fruits very rare?" Wukong asked with difficulty, turning his head.

Sha Wujing looked at the ripe ginseng fruits on the tree with a puzzled expression and said, "I remember when we started our cooperation, we didn't have enough stock."

Qingfeng nodded: "That's right. Back then, we found that many immortals liked our ginseng fruit. The abbot was so happy that he told us to plant it all over the back of the mountain. Now we have a lot of ordinary ginseng fruit that are one year old, five years old, and ten years old, and we can't even sell them all."

“The abbot went through a lot of trouble finding sales channels,” Mingyue added.

"So, you guys deliberately tricked us into selling your goods!" Pigsy's little rake combed his hair. "Sure enough, wherever I go, I'm the center of attention, trusted by everyone!"

Sha Wujing straightened his chest and pushed Zhu Bajie's face away. "Professional matters should be left to professionals! Master, let me do it!"

"Alright, Wujing, go ahead."

Tang Sanzang nodded. He no longer thought it was a bad thing for Wujing to be ambitious. Even a sales champion is still a champion. My beloved disciple, go!