Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 549 Departure, Unexpected Occurrence

Chapter 549: Chapter 549 Departure, Unexpected Occurrence

Tian Peng couldn’t help but click his tongue and gave the waiter a glare, "That’s enough, what time is it now, the guest has already vomited, and you’re not hurrying to clean up, at least you should offer a cup of water."

The waiter slapped his forehead, having truly forgotten this matter, and quickly nodded his head, "Thankfully, the guest you reminded me in time, I’m on it now."

He rushed back to the kitchen, and this time, in only a moment, he returned with a cup of plain water and handed it to Tian Peng, "Guest, your water."

Tian Peng almost doubted what the waiter’s brain was made of and barely restrained himself from kicking him.

"What are you giving this to me for? Give it to the mage, it’s not me who vomited."

"Just now it was you who asked for water, and I just forgot," the waiter said, taking the water from Tian Peng and handing it to the monk, "Mage, take a sip of water to rinse your mouth, please."

"Thank you, I am fine," the monk took the water, and suddenly, smelling the mutton smell on the waiter, could not hold back and vomited again.

The waiter scratched his head, not knowing why, "What’s happening here, why did you vomit again?"

"Perhaps the smell on us is too strong; everyone, step back a bit to let the air circulate and give the mage some breathing space," Tian Peng said.

As soon as the crowd heard what Tian Peng said, they scattered like bees from a hive, with some even rushing back inside the rooms.

Seeing their reaction, Tian Peng knew that these people were running back to their rooms to find some peace.

Most of those who left were from the escort agency, there was nothing to be done, they only took charge of delivery, indifferent to the rest, and even leaving now was all within reasonable expectation.

But indeed, after they dispersed, the condition seemed to improve a lot, and the monk’s complexion eased greatly.

He rinsed his mouth again and after a while, he thanked Tian Peng and the Kaifeng Prefecture official, "Thank you, Your Excellency, and Donor. When I was eating earlier, I felt uncomfortable smelling that odor, but did not want to spoil your fun. I did not expect that now I have not only spoiled your fun but made a big fuss. I am sorry for the inconvenience."

When he felt the urge to vomit earlier, he was silently begging for Buddha Ancestor’s forgiveness, but he didn’t expect that not only did the Buddha Ancestor not forgive him, but he also made him embarrass himself greatly.

He thought to himself that he must have upset the Buddha Ancestor by lying, and now he dared not lie anymore. If they asked him anything, he would answer truthfully.

"Master Xuanzang, look at what you’re saying; we understand you are considering our feelings, and we know that. But in the future, if there’s a similar situation, please don’t bear with it. Just say it out loud, we’re all straightforward people, and we wouldn’t mind it," the Kaifeng Prefecture official said.

The waiter had already brought cinders from the kitchen and cleaned up the scene thoroughly.

The monk saw the waiter and felt immensely guilty, incessantly apologizing,

"Donor, I am truly sorry, if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t need to go through all this trouble. I will pray to the Buddha Ancestor to forgive my sins."

The waiter thought to himself whether the Buddha Ancestor forgave him or not had nothing to do with him, but on the surface, he smiled and shook his head, "Ah, Donor, it’s no trouble at all, what I do is just this, there’s no need for you to worry about it."

When the scene was completely cleared, this commotion could be considered over. Then Tian Peng, together with the monk and the Kaifeng Prefecture official, said their farewells and went to their rooms to rest.

The next day, they were already packing up their things early, ready to hit the road, but the monk had not come out of his room from the beginning to the end.

Tian Peng wondered if the monk felt yesterday’s incident was too embarrassing, and so he was too ashamed to travel with them.

But speculation is just speculation, one still has to ask. After packing up, Tian Peng asked the waiter, "Has the master checked out yet?"

The waiter glanced towards the room, scratching his head, "No, maybe the master is still sleeping inside?"

"It’s this late already, doesn’t he know we still have to set off? Really now, I’ll check on him." Tian Peng said this and went upstairs to the monk’s door, knocking, "Master, are you in there? We are about to leave." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

After waiting for a while and seeing no response from inside, Tian Peng knocked on the door again, "Master, are you in there?"

Still no one answered, and Tian Peng thought the monk had not heard him. He raised his voice and shouted, "Master, if you don’t come out, I’m going to have to push the door open."

Yet again, there was no response. Tian Peng sighed, truly not having expected that the master would be sleeping in. It seemed best to push the door open and see what was happening.

When Tian Peng pushed open the door, he indeed saw the monk sleeping.

He sighed, hands on his hips as he looked at the monk, "Master, do you know what time it is? And you’re still asleep."

But the monk showed no reaction at all; even from the moment Tian Peng entered until he spoke, the monk never stirred.

Tian Peng sensed something was off; his voice had been quite loud since entering and speaking. Even if the monk had been in a deep sleep, he should have moved a little.

Now, it wasn’t just a matter of not speaking; there was not even the slightest movement. This was no ordinary sleep.

"Master, Master?" Tian Peng walked to the monk’s bedside, "Are you all right, Master?"

The monk finally stirred upon hearing the noise, his face flushed red and his lips pale, evidently ill.

"Master, do you have a fever?" Tian Peng asked, "What’s wrong? Could it be because of the smell of mutton from yesterday?"

The monk did not reply to Tian Peng’s words. The illness had come on so suddenly, it seemed quite severe.

Tian Peng scratched his head; he had never encountered such a situation before.

Originally, immortals in the Heavenly Court would not fall ill. Now, in the mortal world and unfamiliar with everyone, the issue of illness seemed rather distant from him.

Not knowing what to do, he stepped outside to ask others for advice.

Once outside, he found the people already packed up, just waiting for the monk.

Seeing Tian Peng come out, the people asked, "What’s the matter, why hasn’t the master come out yet?"

"The master seems to be ill. Do you have any medicine with you?" Tian Peng asked.

The people from the escort agency looked at each other, and the Head Escort said, "We do have medicine on us, but it’s all for treating wounds. What kind of illness does the master have?"

"Seems like a fever," Tian Peng replied, "His cheeks are red, and his mouth is pale. Aren’t these symptoms of a fever?"

"That, we don’t know. We’re just escorts not physicians," the Head Escort said, "So, are we still going?"

"How can we go if the Master is sick?" Tian Peng said, "Moreover, he’s traveling with us. Leaving him behind and just going on our way would be too heavy on the conscience."

The magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture also came out from his room at this point. After hearing Tian Peng speak, he asked, "What’s wrong, is Master Xuanzang ill?"

"Yes," Tian Peng responded, "I was knocking on the door earlier to hurry him out, but the master just wouldn’t come out. I thought maybe he had left early, so I went in to check. As soon as I entered, I saw the master lying on the bed. He didn’t move when I called him, and when I went closer, he seemed to be ill, but we have no physicians and don’t know how to treat him."

The Kaifeng magistrate nodded and then glanced toward the open door of the monk’s room, "Take me to have a look."

He went in for an inspection, then came out, "He does look really ill. What should we do?"

Tian Peng: "..."