I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

While talking with Lang Rong, a benevolent old man greeted him and said.

Sun Wukong saw that the old man was in the realm of a true immortal, with solid aura and deep roots, and he should be able to break through to the realm of a golden immortal in a short time.

And this old man also has blue luck value.

Needless to say, this is the change of the white deer spirit of the Antarctic fairy.

"Mr. Sun, this is the head of the Monk Kingdom." Lang Rong, as an attendant, naturally wanted to introduce someone to Sun Wukong.

"My lord, this is General Manager Sun of our Hidden Mist Mountain!" Lang Rong solemnly introduced Sun Wukong.

"President...general manager?" The head of the country was taken aback, he didn't know what the general manager was.

"Hehe, it's just a title. This seat is the Lord of Yinwu Mountain, the Great King of Nanshan." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

He used magic, even if he spoke directly, the people on the side of the road could not hear him.

What's more, when the old man appeared, the people on the side of the road hid far away.

"Uh! It turns out that the Lord of the Yinwu Mountain has arrived, and the little old man is disrespectful and disrespectful!" The old man hurriedly bowed.

He didn't expect Sun Wukong to reveal his identity directly. This is a demon king in the golden fairy realm, and he is not something an old deer can offend.

"This general manager, do you have time to visit the house?" Bai Lujing invited.

Sun Wukong is a cultivator of the Golden Immortal Realm, and he suddenly ran to this bhikkhu country, which he regarded as his own territory, so he naturally wanted to find out what Sun Wukong said.

"Alright!" Sun Wukong nodded, following the old deer's luck.

After going around for a while, the three of them arrived in front of a big house.

"Guo Zhang's Mansion" looks very grand from the outside, and Lao Lu will enjoy it.

After entering the mansion, the old man immediately greeted his servants to serve meals, and respectfully invited Monkey King to talk in his study.

It's almost noon now, and it's time for lunch.

Three meals a day are standard for wealthy families, and the national leader is no exception.

It doesn't matter to Sun Wukong, at this moment, his kung fu and luck are almost exhausted, so it's better to leave after eating.

Bailujing asked him why he came here.

Sun Wukong said that he went to Shituoling the day before yesterday to catch up with his three brothers, and today he returned with his family's caravan and passed by the Bhikkhu country to rest.

The old man knows the origins of those three people on Shituoling.

Sun Wukong can get along with them, which shows that he is at least a great demon king with extraordinary strength.

Therefore, he is more polite to Sun Wukong.

Not long after the meal was ready, the old man invited Monkey King to the restaurant again.

After greeting the wine, Bai Lujing held the wine glass and said: "Little old man, I would like to offer a toast to Senior, and welcome Senior to visit the Bhikkhu Kingdom."

Monkey King didn't touch the glass, just shook his head and sighed:

"There is only good wine and no beauties, but I am not very interested. I often hear people say that Bhikkhu Guomei is a peerless beauty who is described as charming and handsome, and looks like Avalokitesvara. It would be a great honor to have a drink with this king!"

"This..." Bai Lujing's face darkened, and he cursed secretly in his heart: "So you, an old pervert, came here for my daughter!"

"What? The patriarch doesn't want to? I just want to have a drink with the beauty!" Monkey King shook his head while speaking.

His leopard head flashed past, scaring the old deer spirit so much that Ji Ling almost dropped the wine glass in his hand.

"Come... come here! Quickly enter the palace and invite the beautiful empress to come here!"

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===Chapter 1145 Disaster relief for profit===

Bai Lujing is cowardly, it's impossible not to be cowardly.

Sun Wukong is a leopard who has become a spirit, and he is trying to defeat him with a white dew spirit.

What's more, he is still a strong practitioner of heavy kung fu in Golden Immortal Realm.

Although Bailujing didn't want to sacrifice his goddaughter, but at this time he was inferior and could only bow his head, and cursed Sun Wukong thousands of times in his heart.

Sun Wukong saw that the old deer was very good, so he turned his anger into joy and said:

"My lord is warm and hospitable, and I didn't bring any Cheng Yi with me, so if you touch any pills here, I will give you my lord."

After speaking, he took out a bottle of elixir.

White Deer Essence turned out to be a elixir, and when I opened the bottle, it turned out to be a second-rank golden elixir.

Then he swept away the depression just now and said: "Little old man, thank you for giving me the medicine."

He is a disciple of the Antarctic Immortal, and in fact he knows how to make alchemy, and there is no shortage of second-rank golden alchemy.

It's just that now that he's descended to the heavenly realm, the cultivation of elixir in this mortal world consumes a lot, and the original stock is running out.

Sun Wukong's bottle of elixir has six pills, which is enough for him to practice for three to five months.

So the White Deer Essence has a good impression of Sun Wukong again.

"Well, it's not a grievance to let Hu Mei accompany him for a drink." Bai Lu thought carefully.

It turned out that the white-faced fox was not only his goddaughter, but also his private concubine.

Not long after, there was noise outside the door.

"The beautiful empress has arrived!" A servant announced.

It turned out that the white-faced fox was admiring the flowers with the king in the palace, and the servants of the manor of the state rushed into the palace to invite him, so the vixen resigned from the king and left the palace.

The king knew that Queen Mei was going to the country's father-in-law's house, so he naturally did not suspect him.

The head of the country stood up to welcome the door, but Sun Wukong didn't move, just sat there waiting for the vixen to come in.

Not long after, the head of the country turned around, followed by a beautiful woman in her twenties.

"Little girl met Senior Nanshan." The vixen bowed down to Sun Wukong.

Although she is a queen, she is also a goblin.

Moreover, she is still a goblin with only the strength of the early stage of the earth immortal. How can she not worship the golden immortal like Monkey King.

Sun Wukong smiled and waved: "Excuse me, please come and sit by my side."

He is an old-fashioned critic who plays in his true colors, without any affectation.

The vixen girl nodded and sat down shyly, but she scolded him several times in her heart.

Sun Wukong took the wine glass and said to the king and the queen, "My lord, I would like to offer you a toast. I am really happy to let Mei drink with me later."

"It's a great honor for the little girl to have a drink with the senior." The beauty queen said with a flattering smile.

After Sun Wukong and him had drunk, they stopped doing anything inappropriate, and they didn't even look at Mei in the eye.

In less than a moment, Monkey King was full.

"Thank you, Mr. Guo Zhang, for your hospitality, and thank you, Empress Mei, for your company. This king will leave now, and there is no need to see him off."

After speaking openly, Monkey King took Lang Rong and left.

"Let's go now?" The white-faced fox was taken aback.

On the way here, she was prepared to sacrifice her life, but in the end, the King of Nanshan really just drank a glass of wine with her, ate something and left.

"Why is this Nanshan King so weird?" Bailu Jing didn't know why, and looked at the direction where Monkey King was leaving.

"Hey! I think he has a lustful heart but no guts! Maybe he's a worthless eunuch!" The white-faced fox laughed contemptuously.

"Hmm! I think it's probably true! It's okay. He didn't grow it, but I have it. Just in time for you to come, let's..."

The white deer squinted close to the vixen, and carried her back to the back hall.

Sun Wukong and the others have already left the city, and they called the vixen just now to suck her luck.

What makes Sun Wukong unhappy is that this fox only has the luck value of being young and pink, which is really pitifully small.

If he had known that the vixen was so lucky, he wouldn't have wasted his time waiting for her to come over.

In terms of beauty, the white-faced fox can only be considered good-looking, far worse than Yuer Liang Jin.

Even the spider sisters are not as good, and Sun Wukong is naturally not interested in spending more time with her.

After leaving the capital city of the Bhikkhu Kingdom, the convoy has already been loaded, and the team starts immediately and continues to rush west.

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Coming out of the Bhikkhu country, the road has been much smoother, and the speed of the caravan has also increased a lot.

Caravans in the Hidden Mist Mountains use horse-drawn carts.

Each car is equipped with two tall horses, and they are all horse monsters with a little cultivation, and they run like lightning.

Even so, it took ten days to arrive at the next resting place - the bottomless cave of Zakong Mountain.

Sun Wukong actually didn't want to come to this place. He met Mrs. Diyong in the bottomless cave.

The woman replied shyly, she was afraid of even a man, leaving Yao Yuan very speechless, and she didn't get lucky.

So now I naturally don't want to see that golden-nosed white-haired mouse spirit again.

However, the caravan has been away for ten days, and now they are exhausted and are going to rest here for half a day.

From Shituoling to the west to Yinwu Mountain, the entire upper road has been opened up, and there are business needs at every node along the way.

For example, in this bottomless pit in the empty mountain, the main commodity they need is food.

There are so many rat spirits in the Zakong Mountain, and it is actually not enough to rely on local production alone.

The goods traded by Sun Wukong and their caravans in the Bhikkhu Kingdom are actually grains, and these grains are all orders from Zikong Mountain.

A kind of sandalwood is produced here in Zhakong Mountain, which is very popular in the bhikkhu country and the western Buddhist country, and it is the main product they trade.

Lang Rong commanded the caravan to unload the food here, and then hit the sandalwood linden to complete the business.

There is a row of houses next to the trading area, which is for the caravan to live temporarily.

Every time the caravans from Hidden Mist Mountain come here, they will rest here for one night.

Of course you have to pay for accommodation here...

After the caravan was settled, Monkey King and Lang Rong chatted in the room.

From Lang Rong, he already knew about the severe drought in Fengxian County in the west.

The drought in Fengxian County has become more serious this year, and all surface water has dried up.

There are only a small number of deep wells left that can produce some water.

Agricultural planting has completely stopped, and production and life cannot be carried out.

The people were displaced, and the population in the city went from ten to seven.

The climate on Yinwu Mountain is mild, and the development has been good in recent years. Many victims of the disaster in Fengxian County have migrated to the foot of the mountain.

Lang Rong discussed with other leaders and Ling Xuzi, and gave the victims a place under the mountain to build their own residences.

At the same time, some projects on the mountain will give priority to employing these victims.

Is Lang Rong so kind, and he knows how to take care of the victims?

Actually not!

Because the labor cost of the disaster victims is cheap!

Hidden Mist Mountain is here to help the victims for the sake of profit.

In recent years, the development on the mountain has been in full swing, and a town has even been established on the gentle land halfway up the mountain.

There are also some good developments in agriculture and animal husbandry.

There are many places to employ people.

Before the destruction of France and before the disaster, ordinary people in Fengxian County came to work, and they had to be paid three taels of silver a month.

Now that Fengxian County has suffered a disaster, the victims don't need to give money at all, they just need to take care of their food.

Ling Xuzi is good at calculating accounts, and when he calculated the cost, it was less than half.

Of course, priority should be given to hiring these victims.

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