Wang Sheng, a third-rate university graduate, returned to his hometown of Linshi in anger because he could not find a good job after graduation, and opened a small convenience store with the savings his parents had left for him during his lifetime.

The small convenience store is next to the residential area, and people are coming and going. The business is okay. At least it is no problem to feed Wang Sheng alone, and he feels very comfortable. After looking at the store all day long, he eats and sleeps.

At noon that day, he fell asleep again on the small bed in the store, and suddenly a mechanical voice woke him up.

"The host has been found, and the Wanjie Shelter System has begun to bind."

"Tie Nimabi!" Wang Sheng turned over and continued to sleep.

The sound of mechanization is still ringing.

"The binding of the host is completed, and the binding of the world rift begins."

"The world cracks are bound."

"The system is ready to be activated. Please be prepared, host. The first batch of passengers is about to arrive."

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures suddenly appeared next to the convenience store counter. The three of them were in a panic, as if they were being chased by a tiger.

One person has red lips, white teeth and an impressive body. He is wearing a cassock, a monk's hat with five Buddha crowns on his head, and holding a Buddhist staff. The other person has a fat head, big ears, a pig nose and pig ears, a big bare belly, and a rugged figure.

The last person carried a pole, looked like a yaksha, and wore a necklace composed of nine skulls around his neck.

"Master, when we come to the Laoshizi shelter, the old man shouldn't be able to catch us." Yaksha's voice was thick, with a look of lingering fear on his face.

The figure wearing cassocks had a pale face. He held his forehead and replied feebly: "Don't ask me, Master, I'm a little dizzy. Bajie, come here and support me."

The fat figure he called Bajie was staring at the food in the convenience store with bright eyes.

"Master, there are a lot of strange things here, huh? They're actually food!" As he spoke, he tore open a bag of chips and threw it into his mouth, chewing it with relish.

“It tastes pretty good.”

The figure in cassock hurriedly stopped, "Bajie, don't be rude. If you don't put it down quickly, how can you just take other people's things?"

"Master, these things are really delicious. If you don't believe me, try it." Bajie reached out and stuffed a fries into the mouth of the cassock-robed figure.

"Ahem! You are such an evil disciple. You are really guilty, huh? It's really not bad. Bajie will give me some more. Forget it, you can get another bag for me. Wujing, you can come over and have a taste too."

It was noisy for a while.

Wang Sheng was woken up again on the small bed. He turned over and sat up angrily, "You are noisy to your sister, please be quiet for me."

Then he saw the trio rummaging through the boxes in the store looking for snacks, and was stunned.

The trio was startled by Wang Sheng's roar. Bajie looked innocent and still stuffed snacks into his mouth, while Yasha patted his head innocently.

Only the handsome man who looked like a human and was called Master spoke warmly.

"Donor, don't worry, the monks, masters and disciples are not bad people. We are pilgrims from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. There is an official document here." Wang Sheng fell into a daze at this time, Tang Monk!?

His first reaction was to get out of here, but just as he was about to speak, a lot of information appeared in his brain.

"The Ten Thousand Realms Asylum System? To take in the escapees from all realms who are being hunted but do not deserve to die?"

Wang Sheng, who has been immersed in online novels for many years, is naturally familiar with the system. It is the legendary golden finger, and now that it has actually come to him, he can't believe it.

But a deep intuition told him that all this was true!

The three people in front of me are the first batch of escapees taken in by the Wanjie Shelter, the trio who traveled to the West to learn scriptures.

The pig-nosed face is Zhu Bajie, the yaksha face wearing the human skull necklace is Sha Wujing, the novice monk. Finally, the handsome one, and the one who is looking at him with concern is none other than Tang Sanzang, a young boy with a caring face.

But, where has Big Brother gone?

Wang Sheng completely digested the information in his mind. Although it felt strange, Wang Sheng still reacted. Looking at the mess in the house, he thought for a while, coughed dryly and said: "I wonder where the three of you came from."

"The poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and saw the director's talent." Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute.

"No, I'm asking them how they came to my place and what the director is like."

Tang Sanzang looked confused, "Didn't it mean that the director rescued the poor monk and disciple at the critical moment?"

Wang Sheng was stunned.

Afterwards, through some explanations given by Tang Seng, he finally understood the cause and effect.

It turns out that Tang Seng and his disciples were being hunted before. At the critical moment, a voice appeared in their brains, asking them if they would choose to enter the Wanjie Shelter to escape. The trio, Tang Seng and his disciples, were in despair. After hearing this, they nodded sharply.

Then they appeared here, naturally thinking that Wang Sheng had saved them.

The system should have saved them!

Wang Sheng thought, he now understood the ins and outs of the matter. The Ten Thousand Worlds Asylum System fell to the earth for some reasons, and also independently bound a space-time rift on the earth, and the space-time rift happened to be at his doorstep, so

The system selects him as the host.

As the name suggests, the Ten Thousand Realms Shelter can connect the ten thousand realms and save people who don't deserve to die in each world. Wang Sheng's mission is to help them escape the pursuit smoothly.

"Hey, the mission is released. Return to the world of Journey to the West to help Master Tang Monk and his disciples escape the pursuit. It will last for one month. Host, please start the mission within fifteen minutes. The mission will be enforced after fifteen minutes."

Suddenly, the system's mechanical sound sounded. Wang Sheng was dumbfounded, so fast?

He immediately looked eagerly at Tang Seng who was grabbing things with his apprentice, "Where is your eldest disciple? Where is your eldest disciple Sun Wukong?"

Although they don't know what monster is chasing them, there is no doubt that Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng are no match for that monster. The result of returning hastily is likely to be chased again. Tang Seng and the others are better off, he is just an ordinary person.

Life is very fragile.

Tang Seng stopped what he was doing. His mouth was already stained with oil from the spicy sticks, and he said in surprise, "The director really has great powers. He actually knows that this poor monk has a great disciple."

"But the monkey head has been driven away by the poor monk. He dared to kill innocent people indiscriminately. It is really a sin." After saying this, he clasped his hands together with a compassionate look on his face and said, "Amitabha."

You big-headed ghost! Wang Sheng looked at Tang Seng in disbelief. Such a powerful helper was driven away by you? You are mentally retarded.

"Then what should we do now?" he asked urgently.

"What should I do?" Tang Seng wondered.

Wang Sheng became even more anxious. For some reason he felt like he had a bunch of pig teammates, "Don't you know that we will return to the world of Journey to the West soon? What if we are hunted down again?"

"Pursuit?" Tang Seng was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "Don't you have some merits? He has great magical powers and is still afraid of that little monster?"

Wang Sheng was dumbfounded. When did I have so many magical powers? How could I have this title of director? It sounded like the director of the police station at the street entrance.

After Tang Seng finished speaking, he ignored Wang Sheng and turned around to continue eating snacks.

"Bajie, eat less and leave some for your teacher."

The convenience store was already in chaos, but Wang Sheng couldn't care about it. He was anxious and angry, thinking about what preparations he should make. It was Journey to the West, a world full of gods and Buddhas, and a little demon could send him back to his hometown.

After thinking for a moment, he rushed into the back room of the convenience store, grabbed a kitchen knife and rushed out again.

"Hey, the time is up, the task begins to be enforced."

As soon as he ran out, Wang Sheng suddenly felt sad and angry when he heard the mechanical sound that sounded like a warning.

"Come on, let me give you a pleasure with my dragon-slaying knife."
Chapter completed!