Master Tang Seng and his disciples found that everyone was very enthusiastic. Apparently, they were so overwhelmed by the persecution they suffered from monsters that they desperately hoped for someone to rescue them.
After a while, they arrived at the village chief's house.
The house is large and has a yard.
Entering the courtyard, the village chief, who was nearly fifty years old, came out excitedly and welcomed Tang Seng and his disciples in.
After they entered, the curious villagers entered the yard one after another, wanting to watch the eminent monk's appearance.
The room inside was very spacious. Tang Monk, the five of them, the big man, and several villagers all walked in and sat on the chairs.
"Village Chief, was your village attacked by something?" Tang Seng asked straight to the point as soon as he came in.
"This eminent monk, you don't know something." The village chief said, picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Actually, we in Qinghua Village are all believers of Xitian, and every villager is very devout."
Hearing this, Zhu Bajie curled his lips and thought: How can you still be pious without even making tea?
At this time, the village chief continued: "But, I don't know when, our village suddenly encountered a demon covered in flames. The demon was so unscrupulous that it often harmed the villagers, so that no one dared to go out."
"Didn't the demon enter the village?" Tang Seng asked.
The village chief shook his head: "It's strange to say that I don't know what the monster thinks. It wanders in the willow forest every day. Although it has not entered the village, as long as any villagers go out and encounter it, they will be burned by its flames.
, If you are lucky, you can still escape, but if you are not lucky, you will be burned to ashes."
Speaking of this, the village chief wiped his tears and continued: "I remember that I burn incense and worship Buddha every day in Qinghua Village. Today I finally waited for the eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty and asked the eminent monk to save our lives."
As he spoke, the village chief knelt down on the ground.
Tang Monk quickly stood up and helped him up: "No need to be rude, it is our responsibility to conquer demons."
"Yes, it's just that I, the old pig, am hungry." Zhu Bajie suddenly interjected, his words full of dissatisfaction.
He felt that this village was too stingy.
Before I miss them, when I help other people, they always treat me with delicious food and drinks.
As a result, when we arrived here, let alone food, we didn’t even have a cup of tea.
Ever since, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but speak.
"Don't be rude." Tang Seng glanced at him.
The village chief seemed to have not heard Zhu Bajie's words, and still said to himself: "Senior Monk, you are from the Tang Dynasty. You must have extraordinary means, but you must help us."
As he said that, the big man next to him also said: "Yes, we in Tsinghua Village burn incense and worship Buddha every day, you should help us."
"Yes, this is your responsibility." Another villager said.
Just hearing the word "responsibility", not mentioning Sun Wukong, even Tang Seng frowned.
"What are our responsibilities? This is what you are asking us to do." Chu Hao was not used to this group of guys and said directly.
Who would have known that at this time the village chief said with a serious face: "Then we burn incense and worship Buddha, but you can't protect us? You must be sent by Buddha, shouldn't you help us?"
As he said that, he looked at Zhu Bajie and said: "And you, the pig demon, want us to eat and drink well. How can such a good thing happen? Let's wait until you get rid of the demon."
These words made Zhu Bajie unable to sit still.
He suddenly stood up, pointed at the village chief and cursed: "You old guy, who gave you the courage to talk to me like this? Believe it or not, the old pig ate you."
The domineering words combined with Zhu Bajie's ferocious face are really scary.
The village chief was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly. He grabbed his chair and stared at Monk Tang and shouted angrily: "Why, do you eminent monks still want to kill us ordinary people?"
"Master, these guys must be white-eyed wolves, we don't want to serve them anymore." Sun Wukong said to Tang Monk.
After saying that, he was leaving.
Tang Seng also felt that these guys were going too far.
After all, helping you is a matter of affection and not helping you is a duty, so why are you engaging in moral kidnapping?
"Don't leave." At this time, several villagers quickly stopped them.
Some of them even noticed their salutes and forced themselves over.
Before Sha Monk could react, he hugged those people and saluted.
"What are you doing?" Tang Seng was shocked by this scene.
I saw the man holding their arms and saluting: "If you don't save us, you are not allowed to leave, unless you kill me."
The grumpy Sun Wukong immediately wanted to throw him away.
But at this time, the village chief spoke again: "Are you going to take action? Our village has been burning incense and worshiping Buddha for so many years, but it was destroyed by a group of monks."
As he said that, he sat down on the ground and rolled around, saying, "You claim to be eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty, but in the end you just watched helplessly being killed by demons."
"You village chief, why are you so rude? Besides, as long as you don't leave the village, you will be fine. How can you say you will be killed?" Tang Seng said with some displeasure.
"But you want to die without saving me, but you are still an eminent monk." The village chief looked like a scoundrel.
This made Tang Seng's face darken, and the suppressed demonic energy in his heart suddenly began to stir again.
At this time, Sun Wukong had already walked up to the man holding the salute, picked it up with one hand, and threw it away.
"Get out of my way." He said gloomily.
"He killed someone, the monk killed someone!" Someone suddenly shouted.
The village chief also immediately shouted: "Don't let them go."
Suddenly, the villagers in the room suddenly became commotion.
Outside, the villagers who had gathered to watch the excitement heard this and rushed forward in a swarm, blocking the door.
The originally spacious room was filled with more than a dozen people in an instant.
Everyone moved closer to Tang Seng and his disciples.
Although Sun Wukong has a hot temper, if you let him kill these unarmed villagers, his pride will be too much for him, so he can only retreat.
Chu Hao had already retreated to a safe position, and he looked at this scene coldly.
Constantly being squeezed into space, Tang Seng and his disciples were forced into a corner.
Their luggage was taken away in the chaos.
"Master, take action." Zhu Bajie asked.
Tang Seng has a good temper, but at this moment, he is also a little angry.
Suddenly, Chu Hao said: "Everyone, we can help you get rid of the demon."
As soon as these words came out, everyone instantly became quiet and looked at him.
Tang Seng and his disciples also looked at him.
Chu Hao said calmly: "Now we will go out to find the monster."
"Are you sure?" a villager asked.
"Of course, since your luggage was taken away by you anyway, we can't just leave it and run away." Chu Hao said calmly, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.