[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

Chen Tangtang touched the bamboo tube in his sleeve, and was about to go out, but bumped into the Guo Langjun who wanted to enter... Huh?If you follow the style of this place, maybe you should call Mrs. Guo?

No, the poor monk just couldn't say it.

Chen Tangtang was hesitating, but Guo Langjun smiled slightly.

"You're back."

"Ah... um."

Why does the dialogue feel a little weird?

Guo Langjun had delicate eyebrows and eyes, and his gentle gaze swept her from top to bottom, then raised his hand, and thoughtfully brushed the grass clippings off her clothes.

By the way, the poor monk knows what is strange, why does the poor monk look like a gentleman who has not returned home for a long time, but he looks like a lady waiting at the door?

Sure enough, in a strange place, the poor monk also thought of some strange things.

"Why is it all grass and soil, is the elder still rolling on the ground?" Guo Langjun joked with a smile.

"It's beyond words."

"That's okay." He stretched out his hand to hold her palm, and said in a gentle voice: "The elder said slowly, no matter how long it takes, I will listen carefully."

He stared at Chen Tangtang seriously, his scorching gaze was like bubbling hot spring water, it looked hot, but when he sank into it, he felt extremely comfortable.

Chen Tangtang avoided her gaze, but at the next moment, she suddenly thought of what Immortal Ruyi said.

Vote for me with papaya and reward with Qiongyao.

She turned her head back and gave him a gentle look.

Guo Lang was overjoyed, and his expression became more gentle.

"Come on, follow me back to the car."

He turned sideways slightly, blocking her side in a protective gesture, leading her into the car, and turned to look at the courtyard gate as he walked.

"Is there something wrong?" Chen Tangtang asked aloud.

He whispered: "The True Immortal Ruyi here has great supernatural powers, we can't let our guard down."

"If it is not necessary, I still don't want to have too many contacts with these people with supernatural powers."

Chen Tangtang was slightly startled: "Then why did you enter the door just now?"

He raised his head, the golden sunlight passed through his fine eyelashes, and swayed fine gold powder in the blink of an eye.

The tip of his nose is plucking the fragrance of spring flowers and plants, and the song of spring warblers and new swallows is floating in his ears. He stands in the brilliant spring light, with a noble aura, golden light like a waterfall.

His slender index finger rested on the side of the bridge of the nose, rubbed it lightly, a little shy, and softened his voice: "Because you are inside, I am afraid that something will happen to you."

Chen Tangtang: "If you went in and something happened, wouldn't the poor monk feel guilty?"

She thought for a while, and added: "People have the same heart, if you worry about the poor monk, the poor monk will also worry about you."

"Ah." He exclaimed, his eyes widened slightly, and his gorgeous and affectionate face was even more flushed.

He seemed to be frozen in place, only holding her hand tightly, not moving.

Is this useful or not?

Chen Tangtang paused, and showed a gentle smile a little uncomfortably: "Thank you."

Is the style after the ice and snow melted so intoxicating?

He whispered: "Spring, it really is very good."

Chen Tangtang still didn't know why, but she still saw the starlight jumping in Guo Lang's eyes.

The people of the world repay the poor monk with tenderness, and the poor monk returns with tenderness... the effect seems to be good.

Seeing the two of them standing there motionless, the guard driving the car coughed hard.

Guo Lang was startled, and immediately said guiltily: "It's all my fault for losing my mind, the elder must be tired, get in the car quickly."

He dragged Chen Tangtang into the car, and when Chen Tangtang passed by the driver, he found a lot of presents wrapped in red cloth in his hand.

"This..." Chen Tangtang hesitated.

The driver immediately said, "Master Guo...Guo...is worried that you will be kicked out, so he specially ordered me to buy some gifts. You can see how much my master cares for you. You must keep it in mind!"

"A Ling, don't talk about this."

Guo Lang squeezed the carriage and smiled softly at Chen Tangtang. He looked at her, bent down and entered the carriage.

With a "bang", his head hit the upper door frame of the car door.

The handsome man driving the car twitched the corners of his mouth: "Guo...Master, please take your body first."

Guo Lang was a little too late to touch his swollen forehead, and then smiled at Chen Tangtang: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

It's because you lost your mind.

There is a kind of innocent stupidity in his smile, coupled with that gorgeous and noble face, this kind of gorgeous and innocent temperament is really hard to refuse.

Chen Tangtang said softly: "Please be careful."

The blush on his cheeks spread to his neck: "Well, I know, I will take good care of my body for you."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

What does your body matter to the poor monk?

The two got into the carriage, and the wheels started turning slowly again.

In the carriage, Guo Lang was still staring at her with a pair of wonderful eyes, as if he wanted to see her alive.

Usually Chen Tangtang would avoid it, but this time she did not avoid it, but smiled back.

Guo Lang tensed his body suddenly, flowers seemed to bloom in his beautiful eyes, the flower branches and vines followed his eyes and climbed towards her, entangled her limbs, and the barbed vines tightly strangled her. in the flesh.

Chen Tangtang was taken aback by him, so he said: "This time, I am very grateful to the benefactor for his help. The kindness and great virtue will never be forgotten. If there is a need for the help of the poor monk in the future, the poor monk will definitely do his best."

His eyes flickered, and he said in a gentle voice: "What is the elder talking about? I am also very honored to be able to help you. This is the fate bestowed on you and me by God."

"Maybe..." His lips moved slightly, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But his voice was too low, Chen Tangtang didn't hear what he said next.

"What did the benefactor say?"

"I do have one thing I want to ask the elder."

"Donor, please speak."

Guo Lang smiled slightly, his slender fingers slid down the skirt and landed on his belt, his fingers deftly interspersed with the tassels and colorful threads of the belt, and slowly untied the belt.

"Benefactor!" Chen Tangtang hastily stopped him.

Guo Lang blushed, hesitantly said: "The elders don't know something, it's a tradition in our country, if you meet someone who wants to spend a lifetime with you, you have to give your belt as a gift, good..."

He raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes were moist and affectionate, shy and hot: "... so that I can tie down my predestined person, and prevent her from looking at others, and also from letting her escape easily."

The traditions here are a bit strange, is it possible to tie the predestined person you fancy to the bed?

"To be honest, I fell in love with the elder when I saw the elder for the first time. If the elder has the heart..."

"I'm sorry, the poor monk has no heart."

"Ah..." Guo Lang's complexion suddenly turned pale, but even so, there was still a charming aura that I still felt pity for.

His hands slipped from his belt, and his silver teeth bit his lower lip.

He lowered his head firmly, and sighed softly: "It's me, Meng Lang."

Chen Tangtang turned his eyes back to the back of his white shiny hand, and saw a drop of tear dripping down on the back of his hand.

Chen Tangtang was startled suddenly, and suddenly thought of the warning from Immortal Ruyi.

The poor monk wants to cross people, how can he make people sad and cry.

Amitabha Buddha, save all sentient beings, be merciful, merciful.

She thought for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hand, covering the back of his tearful hand.

Guo Lang raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, like a pear blossom with rain in spring, but he still smiled and said: "It's all my fault, my fault..."

His tone was gentle: "Elder, don't bother me, I won't cry anymore, I won't..."

As he spoke, his tears flowed out spontaneously.

Guo Lang said softly: "I'm sorry, I really don't know why it doesn't obey, I'm not..."

Chen Tangtang let out a long sigh, feeling that he and this Guo Lang were on the same path.

That's right, the poor monk didn't know why his tears fell spontaneously at the time.

Chen Tangtang stretched out his hand, scratched the tears on his cheek with his fingertips, and said softly: "It's okay, I understand you, there is nothing to be nervous about."

That's right, look at the poor monk, the poor monk is from here... Eh?Why is this so weird?

He looked at her gentle smile, and his watery eyes were shining brightly.

He sniffed, and suddenly broke into a smile.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Tangtang was thrown onto the ground of the carriage by a force.

He put his hands behind her head and pressed his body against her body, but his eyes stared at her without blinking.

wait!Wait a moment!

"I'm sorry," he said softly, but his body was stiff. "The elder is too seductive, I can't help it."

Just when Chen Tangtang thought he would do something disregarding etiquette, justice, and shame, he suddenly hugged her body, pressed against her tightly, and rested his head on her chest.

Guo Lang's voice was hoarse: "That's it, just a little bit."

The golden light that Chen Tangtang brought up gradually faded away, and she asked calmly, "Just for a while?"

"Ah."

Chen Tangtang put his hands next to his legs and lay down seriously on the floor of the carriage.

Guo Lang said in a low voice: "The elder is really a gentle person."

He chuckled, then slowly raised his head and looked at her chin: "But, sometimes good intentions are not rewarded. Elder, have you ever heard the story of the monk and the snake?"

With a gentle voice, he calmly narrated the story about a monk of Jinshan Temple and a frozen snake that was passed down in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. The monk rescued the frozen snake and put it in his arms to keep warm. After waking up, he actually retaliated for his kindness and wanted to eat the monk, but the monk refused, so the snake imprisoned the monk.

Wait a minute, why does your poor monk's story sound familiar?

Dongtu Tang, Jinshan Temple, monks, frozen white snake... Is this the story of a poor monk?When did the poor monk become the protagonist of these legends?

Also, how did this story develop?captivity?Uh... the meaning of "eat" in Shekou is probably not what the poor monk understood?

When I became the protagonist of the story in other people's mouth, I was really flattered and helpless.

Chen Tangtang asked helplessly, "Is this story popular?"

Guo Lang smiled and said: "Yes, it should be very popular if it can be passed down from the Tang Dynasty to the Daughter Kingdom."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

I really don't know who spread the rumor, so don't let the poor monk know in the end.

Guo Lang stretched out a finger, bent it slightly, and gently scratched the bridge of her nose: "So, elder, don't be too gentle."

Some people tell the poor monk to be gentle, and some people tell the poor monk not to be gentle. This world is really difficult.

Just as Chen Tangtang was about to say something, the carriage suddenly jolted violently, and she threw herself towards Guo Lang.

Guo Lang was startled, and immediately opened his arms, trying to hug her.

But the force of this turbulence was too great, she directly pressed Guo Lang under her body, and a silver thread flowed down from her shoulder like a waterfall of flowing light.

The moonlight caressed the earth, and her silver hair was like a moonlight prison, confining the two of them in a world where there were only two of them.

Chen Tangtang met his eyes, only the faint fragrance of lotus in her hair and his increasingly hot breath were in the air.

She sits on top of him.

His hands rested on his slender waist.

Watching, watching, the tenderness in his eyes was gradually occupied by a scorching, powerful and ferocious desire.

Chen Tangtang's intuition told her that if this continued, something might go wrong.

She got up, but didn't move.

His fingers around her waist were like pouring steel.

"Master, here we are."

arrive?Where are you?

Chen Tangtang was ignorant, and the next moment, her question was answered.

"Master!" The voices of several people intertwined together.

Then, the curtain of the car was lifted suddenly, and bright sunlight poured into this fragrant~yan space.

There was silence inside and outside the car.

Immediately, a roar broke out——

"Master! You!"