We hadn't finished speaking, Tang Monk flipped the table and shouted for Monkey to carry out justice on behalf of the heavens, so as not to cause trouble for future generations.

Monkey, with a dark face, gave each of us a beating.

By the time we woke up, we were already on the backside of Dongdong Mountain, with Monkey, Piggy, and Sandy standing outside the pit, holding shovels.

Monkey, red-faced from holding back, didn't say a word, but Piggy spoke up:

"You guys, always trying to expose my master's secrets. Now even immortals can't save you."

While they dug, they told stories about Tang Monk.

When they met Tang Monk, Tang Monk was like a second-generation wealthy guy, with a bunch of prestigious titles.

Such as the reincarnation of Golden Cicada, the agent of the Journey to the West calamity, the saintly monk who saves the world.

At the very least, he was also a sworn brother of Tang Taizong.

With just these titles, whether it be demons or immortals under heaven, who wouldn't get dizzy upon hearing them?

The three of them were fooled into boarding the pirate ship in this way.

All three of them wanted to hang with Tang Monk, believing they would have a bright future, at the very least securing a government job.

When they came, they promised food and lodging, social security, weekends off,

and holiday bonuses.

But now, after walking most of the journey, not a single promise had been fulfilled.

Eating and living was all dependent on them, as Tang Monk said:

"Without the name of Buddha, would anyone provide alms to you?"

"The food you eat is meant for Buddha."

"Therefore, you must be grateful and respectful to my Buddha."

"Isn't this providing food and shelter? It's a buffet, high-class!"

As for social security, it was even more insidious; since the Buddha managed the account book, as long as he wrote a merit as one, who would dare say it wasn't given?

When you want it, heh heh, sorry, how can a monk have desires?

I'm not refusing, but you cannot ask for it. If you ask for it, you'll violate the precepts of anger.

What do you do if you violate the precepts of anger? You will be punished! You must give up all your merits and continue to cultivate with no roots.

The charming Demon King pursed his lips:

"Dark! It's really damn dark!"

As for weekends off? The journey to the West was a mission arranged from above, overtime work had to be completed too, the client side was waiting.

Once it was finished, they could take a vacation together, anyway once it was done, it would no longer concern the disciples, a permanent vacation.

Of course, forget about getting paid, my Buddha emphasizes that only by putting in effort, can you gain merits. If you're on a permanent vacation, how can you get a salary.

There was no bonus at all, working overtime for the client, that is my Buddha's love for you.

It was the theory of eating bitter, but my Buddha was even darker, conveniently missing the second part about becoming a superior person.

Buddha says, considering oneself as superior is a class concept, it's exploitation, it's oppression.

My Buddha emphasizes the salvation of all beings, you mention superior person?

Good! Go face the wall for five hundred years, then write a confession of nine hundred and ninety-one thousand words.

Incorrect ideological consciousness is unacceptable! It must be rectified from the root!

In the past, it was because Sand Monk asked the master when he could achieve enlightenment.

Look at the journey, he carried all the loads, did the dirtiest and most tiring work.

Tang Monk said, this was to let Sandy repent through his actions and flesh, and when he reached the Holy Mountain, he would understand why he was wrong.

Benbo'er asked them why they didn't want to leave.

Monkey smiled:

"Otherwise, do you think we're monsters?"

"You think entering the system is that easy?"

"We've been working for so many years, if we leave, the Buddha will blacklist us everywhere, heaven and earth."

"By then, we won't even have a place to earn a living."