Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 349: Dodging, Going to Chaos Residence for a Banquet
This was Tian Peng setting up his Xiaotian Dog, so there was naturally no psychological burden when it came to snitching.
But the Xiaotian Dog didn’t dare do so, since he couldn’t guarantee that he’d come out unscathed because of this.
It could only be considered the last resort—if he accidentally exposed himself, then he would have no choice but to resort to this!
Once I have the chance to get out, I will definitely demand compensation from Tian Peng!
Seated on the air, the Xiaotian Dog was filled with seething resentment in his heart, like half of the Chaos Residence’s account should be allocated to him!
Now that Tian Peng had become so lavish, there must be a considerable amount of money in the account!
Otherwise, nothing could console the terror he was currently feeling.
And that stinking bear, it must be because of him!
As the bear responsible for the breakdown of the formation, there must have been a problem with his part, leading to the exposure!
Otherwise, why would Yun Zhongzi, who had been attending the Buddhist dharma feast just fine, rush back in the middle of the night?
It’s just completely unreliable!
The Xiaotian Dog was cursing silently in his heart, yet he didn’t dare make a sound out loud, because even moving his lips could cause his divine skills to fail.
Suddenly, the Xiaotian Dog’s mouth twitched imperceptibly—his back was so itchy!
Just now, Yun Zhongzi had smacked the stone platform into dust, and some of the powder had landed on his fur.
But at the time, Yun Zhongzi was too caught up in his anger to notice this subtle detail, which allowed the Xiaotian Dog to narrowly escape disaster.
But now, it was terribly uncomfortable!
The Xiaotian Dog felt as if ants were crawling all over his back, making him miserably uncomfortable.
Yet he didn’t dare to scratch the itch with his hind leg!
Oh heaven!
The Xiaotian Dog howled with grief in his heart—why was he so miserable!
At dawn, when the sky was barely bright, Chen Nuo didn’t lounge about as usual, but instead got straight out of bed and went downstairs.
Today wasn’t just the big day of Buddhism’s dharma feast but also the debut of Chaos Residence’s "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall required elaborate preparation, so the earlier, the better.
Nuwa, Haotian, Jade Pool...
Out of the three who knew the news, Chen Nuo was confident that, at the very least, two would come. There was no helping it; his cooking skills were just that strong.
The Two Demons were still in their respective rooms, whether resting or cultivating, he didn’t bother with them. As far as Chen Nuo was concerned, as long as they didn’t cause trouble everywhere and focused on their primary job as delivery minions, that was enough.
After all, their nature was that of Demon Kings; neither wanted to be bound too much, and he was too lazy to care too much either.
Stretching his body, Chen Nuo slowly pushed the door open, but the next moment, he was stunned.
Why was there a dark lump several meters away from the gate?
No, wait, Chen Nuo blinked and took a closer look.
That lump was clearly the Black Bear Demon, Xiong Daoren,
sprawling on the ground like he was fleeing disaster, sound asleep. What brought this foolish bear here, and so early? Could he also know that Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was going on sale?
Chen Nuo frowned slightly and tiptoed closer, feeling something off—the snoring sounds seemed to be harmonizing?
Upon reaching him, it became clear: behind Xiong Daoren lay another Tian Peng. What was going on here?
Chen Nuo was puzzled.
Crouching down, he found Xiong Daoren’s silly appearance quite amusing. He took a Flat Peach and waved it in front of Xiong Daoren’s nose.
As expected, it worked. Despite being in deep sleep, the long bear nose seemed to have its own consciousness, slightly turning toward the peach.
Chen Nuo moved the Flat Peach closer and closer, and suddenly, a huge peach appeared in Xiong Daoren’s dream. Excited, he pounced on it, ready to take a big bite.
Chen Nuo was quick, pulling his hand back as soon as Xiong Daoren opened his mouth to bite, safeguarding the Flat Peach—it was not something to give away for free.
Xiong Daoren suddenly bit into thin air, his upper and lower teeth clanging loudly. Not only Xiong Daoren, but even Tian Peng was jolted awake.
"My peaches!" Xiong Daoren exclaimed in shock, subconsciously. He had been dreaming of eating peaches and just as he took a bite, they disappeared!
"Xiong Daoren, if you’re going to sleep, just sleep. What nonsense are you talking about in your dreams! You gave me quite a start!" Tian Peng grumbled without turning around, his face still showing signs of drowsiness.
He thought it was Yun Zhongzi who had chased after them. Tian Peng, with worries on his mind, was on edge.
However, upon reflection, Tian Peng smiled. It was an overreaction; with the Chaos Residence’s location unknown to outsiders, no matter how great their powers, they couldn’t find it—unless by a stroke of fate.
Tian Peng glanced at the sky. It was still early, and Shopkeeper Chen wouldn’t open his shop so soon. Might as well sleep a little longer.
As Tian Peng mulled it over, he was about to close his eyes again but he heard Xiong Daoren speak with uncharacteristic hesitation.
"Chen, Chen, Shopkeeper Chen, good."
Shopkeeper Chen!
Tian Peng’s half-closed eyes suddenly lit up. He propped himself up with his hand and sprang to his feet, causing Xiong Daoren, who had been leaning on him, to tumble over in all directions.
Looking at Chen Nuo, Tian Peng’s face broke into a big smile, no longer sleepy, as if he had seen a beloved parent.
"Good morning, Shopkeeper Chen! Shopkeeper Chen, why are you up so early today?" Tian Peng quickly made small talk, eager to please.
In the past, he often came to the Chaos Residence early and usually found the door still closed.
Chen Nuo glanced at Tian Peng: "Are you saying I used to get up very late?"
"Not at all!" Tian Peng’s face changed, and he shook his head vigorously. How could he dare to speak ill of Shopkeeper Chen? Was he tired of living?
"What brings you here so early?" Chen Nuo asked indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Tian Peng laughed it off: "Oh, nothing much. Daoren and I just missed the food you cook, Shopkeeper Chen, so we couldn’t help coming over a bit early."
Hmph, Chen Nuo thought wryly. You can’t believe half a word of Tian Peng’s lies.
After a cursory glance, Chen Nuo asked, "Have you been treasure hunting again? Where’s Xiaotian Dog? Did he not come with you?"
"We did go treasure hunting," Tian Peng said, nodding and grinning sheepishly. It’s just that they failed.
As for Xiaotian Dog, Tian Peng’s mouth twitched. The dog was basically done for!
"Xiaotian Dog, he... had something come up, couldn’t make it," Tian Peng said hesitantly.
Had something come up? What could that be?
A flicker of interest passed through Chen Nuo’s eyes, curious as to why Tian Peng seemed to have an untold secret.
Was it so hard to mention someone’s whereabouts?
However, Chen Nuo didn’t press further. If he didn’t want to say, then let it be. After all, those who should come will come. Xiaotian Dog had been coming with Yang Jian lately, so his absence was normal.
"Shopkeeper Chen." Xiong Daoren sat up, rubbing his head sheepishly.
"Hmm?" Chen Nuo glanced at him softly.
With a grin, Xiong Daoren asked, "Can one have a feast here?"
Tian Peng: "..."
What a guy, he remembered a casual remark for so long. If Xiaotian Dog found out, even if it didn’t kill him, it would infuriate him to death.
Chen Nuo rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "What do you think, is that possible?"
What was Xiong Daoren thinking? One could only eat one meal a day here. Was he dreaming?
"Heh heh, you’re right," Xiong Daoren chuckled with a bit of regret, realizing he had forgotten Shopkeeper Chen’s rules.
However, Chen Nuo’s eyebrows furrowed slightly—Xiong Daoren’s words had reminded him of something. He could not only run a regular restaurant but also host banquets!
The menu was already diverse enough to effortlessly handle a banquet, but only if the customers could afford it.
The cost of so many dishes on one table would be hefty.
Furthermore...
