When the people in the county heard that the holy monk was about to leave, they all rushed over.

The few people were blocked inside before leaving the county magistrate's mansion.

"Good, so many people, how can you leave?"

Looking at the many figures standing outside the door, Zhu Bajie exclaimed.

He didn't want to leave, so he could only express this.

At first glance, the street extending from the gate was also filled with figures.

They all rushed forward, trying to admire Tang Monk's appearance.

"Amitabha! Don't do this, since Lingshan is in front of me, I must not slackew."

Tang Monk, who folded his hands together, said solemnly.

Although all the people were reluctant to leave, he would naturally not stay again when he was talking about disaster in his heart.

The reward has been obtained, and it will be a waste of time to stay.

It’s better to use it to rush the road and get to the next difficult situation early.

Everyone was reluctant to leave, but it was obvious that Tang Seng had decided to leave, so he had to look regretful.

Suddenly, some people crowdfunded the money and wanted to hand it over to Tang Seng as a way to get money, but they were naturally rejected by Tang Seng.

The gold and silver were not enough, so the crowd had to send dry food.

Faced with such a passionate people, Tang Seng had no choice but to let Zhu Bajie take over.

After all, if you don’t get something, you don’t know when you can go out.

The county magistrate quickly ordered people to play drums and music, and to display flags and banners, and to send Tang Monk and disciples out of the city.

The people in the field will follow,

Suddenly, dense figures were crowded towards the west city gate, and they all looked at Tang Monk and disciples reluctantly.

After walking for a while, Tang Seng saw a large-scale construction in an open space and many figures were working.

"Holy Monk! That is the place where the people in the city gathered funds to build a sacrifice for the holy monks. The foundation has just been laid now, and I am afraid that it will take some time to complete it."

The county magistrate standing next to him quickly explained to Tang Seng and his disciples.

"Hey! I'm sorry for you."

Tang Monk nodded slightly.

Sun Wukong held the horse, monk Sha carried the load, and Zhu Bajie was busy receiving all kinds of dry food.

The group of people was almost thirty miles away, but they still couldn't bear to part.

"Dear donors, you have already moved far enough, so you should go back quickly."

Looking at the many people following behind him, Tang Seng said gently.

"Holy Monk! Let me wait and send it to you."

The county magistrate stood up and looked reluctant.

"I know that I am grateful, don't send it again."

Tang Monk, who folded his hands together, said solemnly.

Seeing this, everyone did not dare to force themselves, so they could only look at Tang Monk one by one.

"Bajie! I have received a lot of food from the people, so I can't thank you very much for the donors."

Tang Monk, who nodded, said to Zhu Bajie next to him.

"Ah? OK!"

Zhu Bajie, who hung a lot of food on the monk's shoulders, would thank him with his hands.

"You fool, have you forgotten what your master said before?"

Seeing this by Sun Wukong, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but kick him.

Zhu Bajie was stunned and realized what he promised Tang Seng the day before yesterday.

After scanning the crowd in the field, Zhu Bajie stepped forward.

"To thank you for your enthusiasm, I, Lao Zhu, called another heavy rain for Fengxian County."

After saying that, Zhu Bajie waved his hand and suddenly a strong wind blew in the sky.

Although everyone was in the mountains, no one was worried about this scene, and they all looked at Zhu Bajie in surprise.

The wind and clouds surging, and the sky suddenly became pitch black.

"The rain comes!"

Zhu Bajie, who was standing, shouted loudly, and the raindrops in the air suddenly dropped.

Many people were worried about getting wet, but in an instant, everyone widened their eyes.

The rain fell in the sky, but the place where they stood was actually raining.

The place where Tang Monk and others stood was still clear and there was no rain.

"The elder is indeed an arhat."

Although there was heavy rain falling in Fengxian County before, no one saw it with his own eyes.

Now that I saw Zhu Bajie making a fuss, he was trying to avoid them, how could he not be surprised?

Many people were about to kneel down one by one, but they were stopped by Zhu Bajie's big hand.

"Everyone, go back quickly, it will rain until dark."

Looking at the figures with respect on their faces, Zhu Bajie said loudly.

Everyone refused to leave first, so Tang Seng and his disciple had to set off.

After they could not see Tang Monk and others, they all walked towards Fengxian County in surprise.

While walking, many people looked around in surprise.

"Master! How about it?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking in the middle, shook his head and said excitedly.

"You fool, but you are a little spell that calls the wind and rain, and you are showing off to your master."

Sun Wukong, who was walking aside with a golden cudgel, kicked Zhu Bajie and said with a smile.

Zhu Bajie hummed twice, ignored it, and grabbed the food and ate it in big mouthfuls.

When the red leaves fly, the yellow flowers are blooming.

Every family has many fireworks and sunsets, and the lake is shining everywhere.

Tang Monk, who was riding on the horse, naturally ignored Zhu Bajie and the others who were fighting, and looked into the distance with their eyes looking forward to it.

The next difficulty is the Nine-Headed Lion Spirit, one of the most powerful monsters on the way to obtain the scriptures.

Taiyi saved Ku Tianzun's mount.

Emperor Qinghua, one of the four emperors, is a big boss who enjoys the position of the Great Heavenly Lord.

Among the three realms, the title of honor is the same as the Jade Emperor.

In Tang Seng's opinion, the mount of such a big man is definitely the cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

This difficulty should be comparable to Lion Camel Ridge, after all, there are several lion spirits in the middle.

In addition to trying the strength of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng, I naturally look forward to this difficult reward.

Unfortunately, autumn is over and winter is coming, and the weather is getting colder.

More than a month has passed, and I haven’t seen you in Yuhuazhou yet.

Now we have arrived in India, and the interval between the disaster is a bit far beyond Tang Seng's expectations.

The cold wind is howling and the weather is getting colder.

‘Ding! Detecting that the temperature outside is too low, triggering a subsidy for the cold winter: the host is rewarded with 20,000 years of Taoist business, and the salary for low temperature weather is 15 times.’

"Oh! It's better than nothing!"

Listening to the sound in his mind, Tang Seng felt depressed.

Without the reward of fragments, this winter subsidy and high temperature subsidy is already a bit useless.

It takes millions of years to break through, and this is really a drop in the bucket.

"Haha! The cold winter is here again."

Looking at the heavy snow in front of him, Zhu Bajie was excited in his eyes.

The year is over again, and there is a holiday soon.

Time passes day by day, and it is getting closer and closer to the holiday.
To be continued...