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

Donglai Buddha didn't have as many like his disciples, he nodded slightly, and handed over his palm.

Chen Tangtang took a closer look, and saw that it was surrounded by Buddha's light, and it was a real Buddha's hand.

She lowered her head and stretched out her hands to support the bergamot.

Donglai Buddha stared at her with a smile, compassionate and generous.

But Chen Tangtang found out—the Buddha didn't notice that she was quietly absorbing his Buddha's light.

Wow!Is the poor monk so powerful?

Chen Tangtang just gave it a try, seeing that this move would work, and fearing that the Buddha from the east would find out, she withdrew her hand.

"Amitabha, thank you Buddha."

Chen Tangtang turned around, and with a wave of his hand, the golden rope tied to Huangmei Patriarch's body fell off naturally, turning into golden light, which she took back into her body.

Really environmentally friendly.

As soon as the yellow-browed patriarch broke free, he immediately frowned and rushed towards Chen Tangtang, as if he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't take revenge on her.

However, how could the Buddha from the East tolerate him making such a mistake.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and the buddha's hand suddenly grew bigger, pinching Huangmei Patriarch like catching a fly.

The golden bergamot...

Chen Tangtang was inexplicably hungry.

After Donglai Buddha grabbed Huangmei in his hand, he nodded to several people: "I'm sorry to trouble you, then I'll go first."

After all, a rosy cloud soared into the sky, carrying the Buddha from the east away.

Ao Lie said indignantly: "These gods and Buddhas are really powerful. They always look down on their disciples and mounts and let them go down to make trouble. When we finally deal with it, they pat their butts down again and take those monsters away."

Sun Xingzhe said bluntly: "I have seen through it a long time ago, there is no difference between the mortal world and the heavenly world, and the same strong wrist rules the roost."

He couldn't help but think of a sentence he said when he was making trouble in the sky: "The emperor takes turns to sit at my house next year."

Bajie let out a "puchi" laugh: "Senior brother is really bold."

Chen Tangtang shook his head helplessly: "Our words may be heard by passing gods. After returning to Chang'an, you should stop being so open-minded."

Sun Xingzhe snorted softly, looking arrogant.

But his heart couldn't help curling up.

Back to Chang'an... Has Master already thought so far?

After packing up, everyone set out on the road again.

Chen Tangtang was very hot right away, so Bajie made an umbrella out of leaves and handed it to her.

Chen Tangtang smiled and said: "The apprentice is really considerate, I am very comforted for the teacher."

Bajie said helplessly: "Master, this is not what I want to hear."

"What does that apprentice want to hear?" Chen Tangtang asked in a good mood.

He rested his fingers on his chin, tilted his head and said softly, "I just want Master to smile more at me."

Chen Tangtang immediately offered a gentle smile.

Bajie was taken aback.

I don't know if it's because of the increase in strength, but Bajie only feels that an invisible shackle on his master has been released.

Because the journey was boring, Chen Tangtang asked Nine-Headed Insect about the monster in front of him.

The Nine-Headed Insect thought about it: "It's a bit far from where I live, but I've also heard of it. It is said that there is a snake demon living here."

"Snake demon!" Ao Lie said immediately.

"What about the snake demon?" Chen Tangtang thought to himself: You may not know that there is a snake demon in the bed of the poor monk, no, no, why is this kind of saying so strange?

Sha Wujing suddenly said, "Snakes are inherently obscene."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

She was speechless for a moment and then said: "So, don't the disciples believe in the ethics of being a teacher?"

Bajie smiled: "No, we can't trust the integrity of the snake demon."

Sun Xingzhe turned his head and asked Nine-Headed Insect, "How far is it from the snake demon's territory?"

He looked like he wanted to beat the snake demon to death before the master came.

Nine-Headed Insect: "I don't know too well."

Sun Xingzhe curled his lips: "What's the use of you!"

Bajie laughed and played with the folding fan: "Brother, don't kill the donkey."

The level of his words was extremely high, and he scolded both of them in one sentence.

Chen Tangtang looked at their noisy appearance, and couldn't help feeling: "You two have such a good relationship."

Everyone: "..."

One day, the sky was getting dark, and they still couldn't find a place to stay in the wilderness.

While fanning his master, Bajie said: "Looks like we're going to sleep in the wilderness again today."

In the dark night in the forest, there is a thick fog floating.

Sun Xingzhe looked ahead with piercing eyes, and suggested: "Go on, there is a canyon ahead that can be used as a shelter from the wind."

Everyone quickened their pace and rushed towards the canyon.

As we walked, the night became darker, and the fog in the forest became thicker, and finally reached the point where we couldn't see people around us.

Chen Tangtang suddenly sensed something was wrong, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had already got off Ao Lie's body, but her disciples were all gone.

"Tuer? Tuer—" She called several times without getting a response.

This is very difficult, there is no reason why her disciples will not respond after hearing her call, the only possibility is that this place is too far away from them.

Chen Tangtang had a body shield of golden light, and he didn't feel any discomfort even though he was traveling through the icy cold fog.

only……

She couldn't see the way clearly at all, and when she was covered by the thick fog, she became even more like a headless chicken, so she could only walk blindly.

Chen Tangtang stumbled and walked wildly. I don't know if she was lucky. She really let her find a dilapidated building. Look at the incense tables and Buddha statues inside. It seems to be an abandoned temple.

Chen Tangtang bowed to the disfigured Buddha statue.

She found a futon in the temple, patted the heavy dust on it, and sat down.

She meditated on the futon, preparing to pass the night away, and wait to see the situation during the day before making plans. It would be even better if the disciples could find them.

In the dark night, in the silent ancient temple, she was the only one.

She was breathing steadily, and only her own breathing was in her ears. She had an illusion out of thin air, as if she was the only one left in this world.

Fortunately, I have golden light as my companion.

After a while, there was a sudden "swish" sound outside, like light rain washing the tiles.

Gradually, the sound of the rain became louder and louder, and it began to rain in the ruined temple.

Chen Tangtang had no choice but to pick up the futon and find another place where the rain would not get him to sit.

She sat cross-legged on the futon, propped her cheek with one hand, and silently looked at the door.

Looking out from the door, there is still a night filled with water vapor, like an invisible abyss that can swallow people in one bite.

Strange, where did her apprentice go.

Just as she was thinking, there was the sound of approaching footsteps at the door.

Could it be her apprentice?

Chen Tangtang sat upright, his eyes fixed on the door.

The sound of footsteps getting closer, and the sound of stepping into stagnant water.

Suddenly, a man carrying a bookcase squeezed into the ruined temple holding a broken umbrella.

A flash of lightning flashed across the room, and the man turned his head to meet her eyes.

Broken temple, scholar, is it just a goblin that needs to work together?

Chen Tangtang shook his head, and shook this kind of strange stories out of his mind.

At this time, the darkness in the temple has returned to the invisible.

The scholar at the door paused, and then asked cautiously, "Is the elder the abbot of this temple?"

"The poor monk is not."

The scholar said shyly, "Is that also for shelter from the rain like me?"

Chen Tangtang nodded slightly, and then, she suddenly realized that the scholar might not be able to see it, so she whispered: "Yes."

"Then why didn't the elder light a fire? It can not only illuminate but also warm the body."

Can it be said that the poor monk is lazy?

Chen Tang Tang Wen said: "Because the poor monk has a light in his heart."

This answer is perfect!

It seems that the abbot of her temple likes to say that, no wonder the believers like to call him a high-spirited monk, it sounds really tall.

The scholar didn't seem to expect that he would hear such words from her mouth, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Chen Tangtang recalled the face she saw just now when the light was on.

It has to be said that it is an extremely handsome face, with the air of an adult man and the meekness of a scholar. It is the one that monsters like the most.

It's over, it's over, the scholar and the poor monk are the ones that monsters like the most. Is this combination meant to be a pot for monsters?

"That... Elder, I have a merciless request." The scholar hesitated and said, "I'm a little cold, can I lean against you?"

Chen Tangtang said calmly: "Of course."

The sound of footsteps came from the temple, as if the scholar was slowly approaching her.

Chen Tangtang suddenly realized that she was different from this mortal scholar, she seemed to be able to see things freely at night.

Right now, she was watching the scholar stumbling towards him, hitting a pillar for a while, being blindfolded by the cloth hanging from the beam for a while, and tripping over broken tiles on the ground for a while.

How can there be such a stupid person?What a disaster.

Chen Tangtang said helplessly: "Benefactor, let the poor monk pick you up."

The scholar smirked and rubbed the back of his head: "But, if the elder came to pick me up, wouldn't it be the elder who was injured? I should do it myself."

Chen Tangtang stood up and walked towards him steadily step by step.

"No, the poor monk has already remembered this road, so he won't be hurt."

"But……"

At this time, she had already stood in front of the scholar.

It was only then that Chen Tangtang realized that the scholar was quite tall, and he actually reached his chin.

Chen Tangtang stretched out his hand to hold his arm, but the tentacles were icy cold.

"The donor is so cold."

The scholar smiled: "But, the elder is so hot."

Chen Tangtang did not answer his words, but held his arm and carefully led him to a corner of the temple where there was no rain.

She let go, and turned to find another futon.

The scholar suddenly exclaimed: "Elder!"

Before Chen Tangtang could react, a cold and moving body suddenly hugged her from behind.

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