The next day, Tang Seng planned to wander around Qi Jue City. It was the first time he experienced the equality and peaceful coexistence of humans and demons. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was truth in it.

Tang Seng also wanted to meet the city lord and see what the great sage looked like, but when he arrived at the Qi Jue Palace, the guards at the gate directly drove him away.

The city is in charge of the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of people, so there is no time to talk to you. So what if you are the younger brother of the Tang Dynasty? Qijue City is not a country, so who cares if you are a diplomatic envoy!

Tang Seng was kicked out of the city and felt very upset, but he also felt relieved. He introduced himself, but the city lord was unwilling to meet him, obviously not interested in his meat.

“If all the monsters in the world were like this, the journey to the west would be unimpeded. There would be no need for me to go and obtain the scriptures. The scriptures would have been passed on to the Tang Dynasty long ago.” Tang Seng praised the city lord highly, and then looked at his three disciples… They were also monsters, but what the hell were they?

Sha Monk: "Master, what you said is absolutely right!"

Tang Seng kept in mind what he saw and heard in the city, then went out of the city gate and copied down the rules written on the gate. Although these were not Buddhist scriptures, Tang Seng felt that there must be something reasonable about the principles that could discipline demons.

Tang Seng was furious: "Monkey, please stop talking. I am just an ordinary monk and I don't want to enjoy your honor!"

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"It hurts so much, Master Mo Nian, I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

The case of the four masters and apprentices was not serious, and the city lord would not ask about trivial matters. The demons below handled it by themselves and took the four people to repair the road. The monkey wanted to use magic, but Tang Seng refused to accept it and took a wooden hammer to compact the mountain road under the bright sun. Sha Seng worked hard and never complained. He worked harder than anyone else. Zhu Bajie was naturally sneaky and was whipped twice by the demon who was supervising. The monkey was angry. When had he ever been bullied by such a demon? He pushed the demon with his backhand, and the demon fell into a mouthful of mud, which made the monkey laugh.

Another half day passed, Tang Seng and his three companions had dinner and were taken back to the prison by the little demon. Tang Seng looked at the bright moon outside the iron window, feeling extremely ashamed. Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, he still sat cross-legged on the dry grass, resisting the sleepiness and reciting the scriptures several times before falling asleep.

Seeing him copying down every word carefully, the demon guarding the city felt that something was wrong. After reporting it, the higher-ups told them not to bother with him and to let him do whatever he wanted as long as the monk's three disciples did not cause trouble.

Zhu Bajie said helplessly: "Master has always been like this. Besides, it's just a few days of work. It doesn't mean I won't have to worry about food. The steamed buns are quite delicious."

The little demon got furious and stood up to hit Sun Wukong again. Seeing that the monkey was about to take out the mourning stick, Tang Seng silently stopped the work at hand and began to recite the tight-fitting curse.

"You idiot, your master is conservative and you want to learn from him."

Tang Monk was silent for a while. "As I have heard, all the causes and consequences are due to my previous lax discipline. Now the Buddha has sent me a test. This punishment is also a kind of relief for me."

Tang Seng didn't know what was going on and was completely confused by the scolding: "May I ask this general, I have never eaten or stayed outside, and I rely entirely on the charity of this innkeeper. How can you say that I don't pay for the meal?"

Sun Wukong didn't care. He grabbed the monkey hair, looked left and right, and threw it on the ground: "Master, don't be upset. What can a piece of monkey hair prove? There are many monkeys in this city. Why do you insist on accusing me of committing a crime?"

Sun Wukong rolled on the ground in pain, and Tang Seng was so angry that he recited it ten times in a row before stopping. He admired the city lord for building a blessed land where humans and monsters could live in peace. He felt a little regretful that he didn't meet the person, but now it seems that it's just right that he didn't meet him, otherwise he would have lost face for Buddhism and the Tang Dynasty.

Several demon soldiers came forward with ropes. The monkey's eyes flashed with displeasure, but Tang Seng held him down and willingly accepted the tying. The three disciples saw this and were also tied up helplessly and taken to the prison together.

Sun Wukong was bored and exchanged glances with his two junior brothers. The latter understood and did the hard work before Tang Seng. They worked for most of the day. At noon, the little demon brought steamed buns and pickles. Tang Seng was hungry, but the food he worked so hard to get tasted sweet and he was even more impressed by the rules of Qijue City.

Tang Seng was even more furious when he heard this. The three disciples broke the rules and pointed at Sun Wukong, trembling and speechless. In Tang Seng's opinion, Sha Seng was dull and Bajie was honest, so it must be the monkey who was the mastermind.

The little demon left angrily, and when he came back he brought bad news to Tang Seng and his three companions: their labor reform period was extended because they refused to obey discipline.

The four masters and apprentices stayed in the city for a day and packed up to leave early the next morning. However, as soon as they went out, they were surrounded by a group of demon soldiers.

Zhu Bajie also fell asleep, but was woken up by Sun Wukong pinching his ear. He said angrily, "What are you doing, Monkey brother? If you don't go to bed early tonight, how will you have the energy to work tomorrow?"

"Master, you are a holy monk from the Celestial Empire. How can you bear such injustice? I will go talk to the city lord and tell him my name. He will definitely give me some face. After this is over, we can continue our journey westward."

When Sun Wukong saw that Tang Seng was about to recite the spell to tighten the hoop, he hurriedly said, "Master, don't be angry. I was just joking with them. I will make up the money right away."

"Those four monks are so shameless. Not only do they not pay for the meals, they also use sleight of hand to deceive people. Now that someone has reported the case to the police, why don't you surrender?" The leading demon soldier pointed at Tang Seng and cursed him.

The demon soldier took out a piece of monkey hair and said, "Don't deny it, monk. Look carefully. I have the evidence in my hands!"

Tang Seng copied the regulations and knew the rules of the city. The crime he committed was not serious. He was compensated with money and then sent to labor reform for a period of time. They had no money and could only extend the time of the old reform. The so-called labor reform was to repair the road. Tang Seng thought there was nothing wrong with this principle. If the teacher did not teach strictly, it was his fault. He had no choice but to take the blame for the mistakes made by his apprentice, so he was willing to be punished.

Tang Seng chanted a Buddhist name and began to build the road by moving stones. He could not lift or carry anything with his hands, and soon he was so tired that his steps became weak. Sun Wukong could not bear to watch and reached out to help him, but Tang Seng pushed him away and gritted his teeth to continue working.

"It's too late. You guys have violated the rules of Qi Jue City and should be dealt with according to the law."

The little demon was so angry that he whipped the monkey dozens of times, and the rope broke. When he turned around, he tripped and fell to the ground. Zhu Bajie next to him whistled with an innocent look on his face. His acting skills were good, but he was a little ugly.

When Tang Seng saw Monkey Hair, he could no longer understand what had happened. He immediately became angry and said, "You good monkey, I have warned you so many times, but you actually... made me so angry!"

"Hmph, you are willing, but I am not. I will go to see the city lord tonight and introduce myself as the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. I don't think he will dare to embarrass us any further."

Zhu Bajie jumped up and said, "Monkey brother is right. We have been punished. Let's go to the city lord and find a backdoor. You are the Monkey King who has come down to earth, and I am the reincarnation of Marshal Tianpeng. If the monster knows that we are here, he will have to treat us to a meal to apologize for our crime!"

"That's exactly what it should be. Be gentle and don't wake up the master."

Zhu Bajie covered his mouth full of saliva, and used magic with Sun Wukong to leave the prison, and finally called Sha Seng. Since they were going to eat, there was no reason to leave Sha Seng behind, and the three brothers should be together.

Sha Seng followed silently without saying anything. It was Wukong who gave the idea, and it was Wuneng who wanted to eat. Even if the master blamed him, what did it have to do with Wujing! (End of this chapter)