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

#1015 - I'm just a passing law enforcement prison god.

King Baoxiang kowtowed, "thwack, thwack, thwack." Although he was the king of a country, he was very self-aware.

In terms of background, the man was the Tang Emperor's sworn brother. Baoxiang Kingdom was like an ant in front of the Great Tang.

In terms of strength, that Sanzang Dharma Master hoisted the golden Buddha and razed the entire Bright Zen Temple to the ground. The palace wasn't enough to be demolished.

In terms of height, King Baoxiang, this little old man, could only reach Tang Sanzang's knees when he jumped... …

In all aspects, he lost completely and thoroughly!

Therefore, it was not unjustified for King Baoxiang to kneel on the ground and kowtow "thwack, thwack."

Especially since he had just been talking about how to deal with the people who destroyed the Bright Zen Temple in front of Tang Sanzang and the others. Now, the person was standing right in front of him, and the king was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

Pig Bajie couldn't help but tease:

"Your Majesty, didn't you just say that you wanted us to capture those demons who destroyed the Bright Zen Temple? How about I bring their heads to you?"

King Baoxiang was about to cry, and snot bubbles were coming out of his nose.

"Great Immortal, spare me! I really didn't know! That Bright Zen Temple has done so much evil, I also wanted to get rid of them!"

Sha Wujing snorted coldly, with a look of contempt on his face,

"In my opinion, the king is just a marked head for sale."

Pig Bajie twitched his lips, "Junior Brother Sha, you're in the wrong play. You're holding a shovel, not a Guan Dao."

Tang Sanzang looked respectfully at Chu Hao and asked in a low voice:

"Emperor, do you want this poor monk to level this place?"

Chu Hao shook his head.

"There must be someone watching over it. There is a reason for the crime, so don't kill indiscriminately. Occasionally, it's okay."

Tang Sanzang nodded, then turned around and looked at King Baoxiang with murderous intent,

"Officials and monks collude. The Bright Zen Temple has been able to run rampant like this. What will you do about the crime of enslaving and oppressing the people?"

King Baoxiang's face was full of bitterness, and he sniffed.

"Although I am a king, this West Niu He Continent has always been under the control of the Buddha. The king is just a decoration."

"The orders issued by the Western Heavens, the king doesn't even have the power to review them, and can only obediently execute them. I really don't know what to do!"

Tang Sanzang frowned.

"Is it really like this?"

King Baoxiang kowtowed, with tears and snot flowing down together, crying loudly,

"Really, I dare not deceive you, Holy Monk!"

"Most kingdoms are just for show. Everyone is just working for the Western Heavens."

"Even, we don't even have the qualifications to ask the Western Heavens for help. I have a little daughter who was kidnapped by a demon thirteen years ago!"

"I have been begging in front of the Buddha for thirteen years, breaking my head, but I have not seen the Buddha show mercy! Holy Monk, we really have no way!"

The Western Heavens controlled West Niu He Continent tightly through various temples and Zen temples.

How many people dreamed of being occupied by the Great Tang? West Niu He Continent had suffered under the Buddha for a long time and had long wanted to break away.

It's just that the people have always refrained from fighting with the officials, and the officials have refrained from fighting with the Buddha.

Therefore, when the people of West Niu He Continent heard that the Great Tang had occupied a certain place, they were extremely envious.

Was that called occupation? That was called liberation!

Especially recently, when the Western Heavens Buddha ordered exorbitant taxes and transferred all the people's resistance to the various kingdoms to deal with, it made them complain even more.

On West Niu He Continent, there was only one king, only one ruler,

That was the Western Heavens.

As for the so-called mortal kings, they were just a group of slaves, but slaves with slightly higher value.

Everything was like this, so King Baoxiang appeared so humble and easily admitted defeat.

After hearing this, Tang Sanzang and his three disciples were also very angry and shook their heads with great dissatisfaction,

"Damn Western Heavens, you have really made the people here suffer!"

Pig Bajie's eyes were full of viciousness,

"As expected, this group of beasts has never treated people as human beings. They have only ever cared about their merits."

Sha Wujing sighed, "But now, something has happened to the Bright Zen Temple. I don't know if they dare to come again."

King Baoxiang smiled bitterly:

"This place belongs to the management of the Medicine Buddha, under the jurisdiction of the Pure Emerald World. Under normal circumstances, they should send a God General down. Why haven't they come yet?"

That messenger soldier weakly said:

"Ah, right, Your Majesty, I forgot to say this thing."

"Because of the destruction of the Bright Zen Temple, the Pure Emerald World has sent General Gongpiluo to descend to the mortal world."

King Baoxiang was shocked,

"What! It's actually this God General. He is one of the top existences among the Twelve Yaksha God Generals. He's coming. What should we do!"

"Why don't you leave quickly? Just pretend you've never been to my Baoxiang Kingdom. You won't be able to leave when he comes!"

The expressions on the faces of Tang Sanzang and his three disciples were strange. After a long while,

Pig Bajie said: "It's not necessarily us who can't leave."

That messenger soldier weakly said:

"Yes, it is said that after that General Gongpiluo descended to the mortal world, he was killed by a white-clothed immortal lord with extremely high looks and invincible in the Three Realms,"

"The kind that didn't even leave any residue."

"Moreover, everyone seems to be completely immersed in the appearance of that white-clothed immortal lord. Under everyone's autonomy, the Bright Zen Temple has begun to be rebuilt, and the statue in it is that white-clothed immortal lord!"

King Baoxiang was shocked, "Ah? There's such a thing!"

"Saving my kingdom with his looks, what a great merit this is. Do you know what that immortal lord looks like? I want to worship him too!"

The soldier took out a small wooden sculpture from his arms and handed it to the king.

The king took it in his hand and looked at it. The expression on his face froze in an instant. He stroked his beard and said in surprise:

"Eh! It's that kind of familiar and unfamiliar feeling again. I always feel like I've seen it somewhere? Have you seen it?"

That damn familiarity,

It was as if he had seen a similar immortal lord lying on the horse's back all the time, with that kind of leisurely, casual, and indifferent... …

Wait, white horse, immortal lord!

This time, the king didn't suffer from senile dementia. He suddenly looked at Chu Hao on the horse's back next to him.

Although the king didn't see his face, this physique, this temperament, this clothes,

"Immortal Lord, please accept a bow from this little one!"

The king slammed his head on the ground with a "thwack."

Duang! Duang! Duang!

His kowtow was naturally not just for worship.

The king cried loudly and begged:

"I beg the Immortal Lord to save my kingdom and escape from the clutches of the Western Heavens!"

Chu Hao was still closing his eyes and resting, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Ah? What does it have to do with me?"

"I'm just a passing Law Enforcement Prison God."