Chapter 1214 Eat a Big Meal

The crowd expressed their confusion, but the fat man was very excited: "Great, I finally saw Master's Dharma body today. Although it looks a bit ugly, it is still very powerful."

"You mortals, what is your reaction!?" Seeing that the crowd did not worship him, Zhu Bajie became angry. Even though he is a funny character in Journey to the West, he is still a fairy anyway. As long as he is a god, mortals are ants in front of him. He only needs to move the rake, and he can destroy Gao Laozhuang.

"Messenger of the altar, you...you...go down to our Gao Laozhuang, what is your business?" Among the villagers, someone finally stood up and said boldly.

"What are you talking about? I'm a god, okay? Don't tell me I have to report to you when I come down to earth?" Zhu Bajie was speechless. Helpless, his image of being a lazy eater has long been ingrained in the crowd. It doesn't give people the majestic, solemn, and inviolable feeling of other gods.

Therefore, even if some villagers believed that he was Zhu Bajie, none of them bowed down to him. Not only him, but even Sun Wukong, Drifting Monk and Tang Seng descended to earth, no one would worship him.

People are too familiar with their images, and if they are too familiar, there will be no sense of mystery. People only have fear and awe of the unknown, the strange.

"No, we dare not..." the villager said hastily.

"Forget it, forget it, forget it, I don't blame you if you don't worship." Zhu Bajie accepted the reality helplessly. If other gods descended to earth, it is estimated that this group of villagers would have knelt down long ago and said, "If they all bowed down to me, I would not get used to it. I am not one of those Buddhas who do not eat the fireworks of the world."

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Zhu Bajie was not angry. I feel that although he is a god, he gives people an amiable and down-to-earth feeling.

This is Zhu Bajie, the god that people are familiar with, not the clay sculptures and wood carvings in those temples.

"The main reason why I came to Gaolaozhuang this time is because I have something to do. If you can keep the incense burning in the Jingtan Envoy's Temple, I will bless you." Zhu Bajie continued.

"Since the envoys have said so, we must ensure that the incense in the Jingtan Envoy Temple is lit again." A bold villager stood up, bowed his hands to Zhu Bajie, and said, "In the past, we built the Jingtan Envoy Temple mainly for In order to attract tourists, the incense was cut off because there were no tourists offering incense. In the future, even if we post money, we must let your incense burn."

"That's good!" Zhu Bajie said: "More than a thousand years ago, during the reign of Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, I married Gao Cuilan in your Gaolaozhuang. She is the son-in-law of Mrs. Gao, and she was born in the nearby Fuling Mountain. Therefore, here It is equivalent to my hometown. Calculated by seniority, you are all descendants of me for dozens of generations."

"This matter is also recorded in our family tree..." Old Man Gao said.

"There are records and you still don't believe me?" Zhu Bajie's eyes widened.

"The envoy, please forgive me." The villagers said: "Modern society pays attention to science and does not believe in gods and ghosts. If the envoy hadn't appeared today, we would have thought that the records in the genealogy were legends."

"Forget it, I can't blame you." Zhu Bajie said, "Since you are all descendants of Gao Laozhuang, of course I will take care of you. Most of you are old people in their fifties and sixties now, so you should accumulate virtue Do good deeds. Although I can't let you all live a long life, I can also protect you from disease and disaster."

"Thank you messenger." The crowd said.

"Okay, that's the end of today's business." Zhu Bajie said, "You all go home and sleep, we are also going back to the Temple of the Messenger of the Purification Altar."

"Thank you messenger!" said the crowd.

After speaking, the villagers dispersed one after another. What happened tonight was destined to be the most bizarre in their lives, making them feel as if they were in a dream when they left. Along the way, they were talking in low voices, lamenting the strange experience of the past few days. They actually saw Zhu Bajie, is this true or false?

"Little pig, you can go, I will come to you when I am done. Remember, don't steal from humans in the future. Modern humans have advanced weapons, no matter how thick your fur is, you can't beat them." Zhu Bajie Stretching out his hand, the nine-toothed rake mysteriously disappeared in his hand, and then said to the big wild boar.

"Hmph..." The big wild boar yelled twice, and then ran away.

"Are you really going to speed it up?" Xiao Fei asked. The beasts in modern society are completely incomparable with the previous ones. Not only are their qualifications much worse, but they also have no environment for cultivation. It is very difficult for Zhu Bajie to transform a big wild boar.

"Yes." Zhu Bajie said, "I also understand that the modern earth is not suitable for cultivation, but I can take it to heaven."

"This big wild boar is really blessed!" Xiao Fei sighed.

"Okay, let's go back to the Jingtan Envoy Temple." Zhu Bajie said, and after speaking, he changed into Zhu Gang again.

"I said, Master, I still think your image just now is more majestic." The fat man said.

"I can't use the image of Zhu Bajie to go to the city." Zhu Gang said.

"What's wrong?" the fat man said, "Even if others see that you are Zhu Bajie, they won't take you seriously, they will think you are playing cosplay."

While talking, several people walked into the Temple of the Messenger of the Purification Altar. When he came to his statue, Zhu Gang stretched out his hand and pointed at the statue, and a mark of divine power was left inside the statue.

His mark of divine power can protect the people of Gao Lao Village, and at the same time enjoy the incense of this place. Since then, this statue has become a god of efficacy.

In contrast to other gods, they never patronize their own temples, let alone apply a mark of divine power. Without the mark of divine power, it is just an ordinary clay puppet.

Early the next morning, the four of them left Gaolaozhuang and set off for the frontier province together. Look for the Liusha River, look for the Drifting Monk.

The limousine drove for an hour and came to MT County.

"Fatty, I didn't eat well in Gaolaozhuang last night, now you take me to have a big meal." Zhu Gang said suddenly when the car drove in front of a five-star hotel.

"You ate the most last night, and you still said you didn't eat well?" the fat man said dissatisfied.

"Although I ate three bowls of rice last night, it wasn't enough to fit between my teeth." Zhu Gang said disdainfully, "I have been waiting for you in Fuling Mountain for more than ten days, and I haven't eaten enough in one day. I must have a good meal this morning, and this meal will be your gift to me as a teacher."

"Alright then." The fat man said helplessly, ready to be slaughtered.

The four got out of the car and walked into the hotel.