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

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Because of the influence of the plantain fan, it has been raining in the area of ​​Huoyan Mountain, and the rain is very heavy, and the place where he walks is muddy.

Ao Lie couldn't help but said: "Master, should we let that person follow us all the time?"

Chen Tangtang was holding an umbrella, riding on a white horse, looking back in the rain and fog.

Not far away, a branch of "Xianglan" followed her tirelessly, his beautiful skirt was stained with mud, and his soft hair was completely wet by the rain. Although he was embarrassed, he was still charming.

Chen Tangtang showed a puzzled expression.

The bean-sized raindrops hit the umbrella surface and made a "crackling" sound.

Bajie also held a white paper umbrella painted with peach blossoms on the side, and said with a smile: "If Master cares about him, why don't you come down and have a look."

Although he was smiling, his tone was always gentle, but Chen Tangtang always felt chills behind him.

Chen Tangtang tilted his head to look at Bajie, and said innocently, "Are you not angry anymore?"

At the beginning, her disciples didn't show any good looks when they saw the jade-faced fox. The jade-faced fox followed behind, but they also turned a blind eye. Although Tang missed the little fox who followed her for several miles, he didn't dare to say a few words to the little fox for fear of hurting the hearts of the disciples.

A trace of hesitation floated in Bajie's peach blossom eyes: "Then does Master know why we are angry?"

After hearing Bajie's words, Sun Xingzhe, who was walking ahead, suddenly turned around and stared at her while stepping backwards.

He didn't open an umbrella and didn't use spells. He let the heavy rain wet his long golden hair, but his eyes were still bright, like the sun in the rain.

He brushed his hair coolly, and said lightly, "Why are you asking this? She doesn't know anything."

Bajie smiled: "Does Master know what I did wrong?"

How did the poor monk know!

Chen Tangtang thought this in his heart, but said first: "I'm sorry."

Bajie twirled the umbrella in his hand, and said helplessly, "Master is sincerely apologizing, but if he doesn't change it, it's irritating, irritating."

He raised his hand and patted the white dragon horse's neck, and said softly: "Forget it, Master, let's go quickly."

Chen Tangtang gave an "oh" for no reason, got off his horse, waded through the rain, and walked towards the jade-faced fox.

Sha Wujing waited for the master to immediately say to Bajie, "You have changed a lot."

Ba Jie: "Aren't you the same? Master's root of affection... If we have no choice, we can only rely on outsiders."

Sun Xingzhe snorted coldly.

Ba Jie watched the beautiful monk put the umbrella on the head of the male and female kneeling on the ground, and said: "Master's kindness is not serious, I am afraid there will be disasters, we must protect it."

Ao Lie kicked the ground with his hoof, but found that his hoof was full of mud. He frowned and said, "Could we have misunderstood that the root of love must be good?"

Sha Wujing nodded.

Ao Lie got the support, so he said boldly: "It's fine for Master to be a heartless monk like this."

Bajie looked at Sun Xingzhe, Sun Xingzhe smiled coldly: "As far as I can see, gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons, demons, and ghosts, there are no creatures in these three realms who are truly ruthless."

Bajie said in a low voice: "Emotions disappear, memory is gone, so will Master still be the Master we know? You must still remember the questions I asked Master before."

Sha Wujing said: "Ninety-nine and 81 difficulties, almost every difficulty can meet someone who has deep affection for Master, but it's a pity that the more we go forward, the more Master can't remember the old people."

Sun Xingzhe said coldly: "It's all like..."

"Eldest brother, walls have ears, let's see if we can find another way, and if we can't, we can stop haggling with that person." Bajie persuaded.

Sun Xingzhe stood in the wind and rain with his arms folded, firm and straight.

Chen Tangtang, who came up to the jade-faced fox with an umbrella, didn't know what her apprentices were secretly discussing again.

She just looked at the jade-faced fox kneeling in the muddy water silently.

"What's the trouble, benefactor?"

Chen Tangtang put the umbrella over his head.

The jade-faced fox propped his hands on the ground, lowered his head, coughed a few times, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I knew you couldn't bear me, Elder."

Chen Tangtang said: "Amitabha, what exactly does the benefactor want?"

what do you want?

The eyes of the jade-faced fox were also confused, his fingers tightened unconsciously, and he grabbed a handful of wet soil.

What does he want?

His throat seemed to be blocked by a hot coal, and the tip of his heart was rolling back and forth on the red-hot iron.

torment.

uncomfortable.

However, he doesn't know what he wants!

If he still wanted to find a man who could stand up and rely on him to enjoy the happiness, why did he follow this monk so far?

He is the hardest one.

He has been coquettish all his life, but now he is walking in the rainstorm and mud. Because of the superficial power of the demon, he has already exhausted himself after walking such a long distance, and he doesn't even have the strength to protect himself. His feet are worn out, and they are in burning pain.

He followed them all the time, until now he hadn't even had a sip of water, he hadn't eaten any food, it hurts, it hurts so much, his whole body hurts!He has never suffered like this!

Is he crazy?Why is he doing this!

The jade-faced fox raised his hand to cover his face, but his whole body was on the verge of falling, and fell into the muddy water with a "slap".

A pandan fell into the mud.

Chen Tangtang remembered the warning from his predecessors, so he followed him and squatted down.

"Do you want to follow the poor monk? Or do you want to rely on the poor monk like relying on the bull devil?"

The heavy rain was torrential, and the jade-faced fox that rolled into the mud turned into a mud fox in a short time.

He shook his head.

Chen Tangtang became more and more puzzled: "No?"

His pale lips trembled, he turned over abruptly, and lay in the muddy water, looking up at Chen Tangtang who was like a bright moon.

His hairpin fell out of nowhere, and the bun was scattered, and strands of hair wetted by muddy water stuck to his pale face messily.

He stared at her blankly, and said softly: "If I just want to follow you and rely on you, why bother to do this? I, I am timid and afraid of suffering, I am unwilling and will not do things that make myself Hard work."

Chen Tangtang wondered: "Then what is the benefactor doing now? Isn't the benefactor suffering now?"

"I..." His eyes were full of complicated and tangled emotions, and he said blankly: "I don't know either."

"Elder, you have seen a lot, tell me, if a cowardly person who is afraid of death can leave his familiar safe field for another person, and run a few miles in the dark rainy night; The other person is bleeding and suffering, what do you think is the cause?"

He collapsed on the ground, staring at her face.

Chen Tangtang said indifferently: "It's because the benefactor has grown up and is no longer afraid."

He asked anxiously: "Then who is he growing up? Because who is not afraid anymore?"

Chen Tangtang pursed his lips, stared at him without speaking.

Her eyes were like cold mist, brushing across his cheeks without a trace.

With a tight throat, he said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't it because you like it?"

Ah, like it.

He seemed to be struck by sudden lightning, his whole body trembled, and the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Yes, I just like it!" He clenched his hands together, his tone became more and more certain, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Elder..." He looked at her with great longing, like a blooming pandan, waiting for her to climb.

Chen Tangtang slowly raised a gentle smile, like the gentle and ruthless moonlight.

The jade-faced fox's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Tangtang stretched out his hand and brushed his hair away.

He couldn't help shaking her hand: "Do you agree?"

Chen Tangtang dodged his hand and said calmly: "Sorry, the poor monk is devoted to Buddha."

The heart that had been lifted into the air because of her smile suddenly fell, and fell to the ground with a "slap", smashing to pieces.

The jade-faced fox's eyes were filled with water: "You...you blame me?"

He eagerly stood up, trying to grab her sleeve.

Chen Tangtang glanced at his muddy fingers, fluttered his sleeves, and avoided it.

The jade-faced fox pressed his heart, and eagerly confessed his intentions: "I know that I did something wrong about the Bull Demon King, but I just want to keep my lair, I just want to protect myself, if I had known that you would pass by from now on, I would Even if someone robbed the cave one day and beat him to death with a stick, he wouldn't do such a thing that makes you despise."

"Elder Tang, I know I'm wrong, so let me change it, okay? Isn't Buddhism about crossing people? I know I'm wrong, you cross me, cross me, okay?"

"Benefactor!" Chen Tangtang said calmly: "I'm afraid what the benefactor asks is not for me to ferry you, but for dragging the poor monk into the quagmire."

"I..." He bit his lips with blood, the rain wet his beautiful face, and countless drops of water fell from the corners of his eyes, it was not known whether it was tears or rain.

"Sorry, even poor monks have people who can't get through."

Chen Tang Tang saluted him, then turned around mercilessly.

"Elder!" His voice was sad.

Chen Tangtang stopped and turned around.

He regained hope.

Chen Tangtang just left the umbrella by his side, and the rain from the sky would automatically separate when it met her, as if afraid of getting her wet.

Only then did the jade-faced fox realize that it was impossible for the two of them.

The difference between clouds and mud.

It turns out that beauty is not something you can do whatever you want.

"Ha, haha——" the jade-faced fox laughed miserably, then burst into tears while laughing.

"Okay, thank you Holy Monk for letting me see myself clearly. I only give the Holy Monk a gift. I hope that the Holy Monk will have me in his dream."

The jade-faced fox squeezed both hands, and turned into a pandan,

In the wind and rain, the fragrance is still there.

Chen Tangtang hesitated for a moment, but still took it.

The jade-faced fox raised his pretty face, and suddenly his right hand turned into a claw, and grabbed his own face fiercely.

"donor!"

The blood falls with the rain.

The jade-faced fox smiled: "Thanks to the holy monk for letting me be a man again. I am a man and I can't rely on others for the rest of my life. I want to stand up on my own. This is the lesson I want to let myself remember deeply."

Fold my orchid fragrance and give it to Jun Qingmeng.

Your heart is so cold and hard, but I hope that my most beautiful moments only stay in your eyes.

Chen Tangtang's dark eyes were dazed, as if rain and fog had entered his eyes.

She whispered: "Idiot."

The jade-faced fox showed a smile, and that smile became more and more beautiful because of the bright red blood.

But she still turned and left.

The author has something to say: There is no sunny day to meet a lover

Tang Tang was almost smashed by a single arrow~