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

"Princess of Zhu Ziguo?" The scholar came over and pinched Chen Tangtang's sleeve, "I belong to Zhu Ziguo, why don't I know?"

The woman raised her neck and looked dignified: "How can you, a commoner, know about the royal affairs?"

The scholar narrowed his eyes, and suddenly called out "ah".

Chen Tangtang turned to look at him, but he pointed at the woman's feet in horror and said, "No, no... no shadow! Elder, she has no shadow!"

Chen Tangtang turned his head to look.

The woman held a glowing object in her hands, and there was a dark shadow under her feet.

She smiled and said, "Is this scholar stupid in reading? What are you talking about? Isn't my shadow here?"

Chen Tangtang looked at the scholar suspiciously.

The scholar patted his chest and said anxiously: "Elder, believe me, I really saw no shadow under her feet, I'm afraid it's some kind of ghost!"

The so-called Princess Zhu Ziguo scolded angrily: "Bold, you dare to be rude to me, whoever is your name, tell me your name quickly!"

The scholar was frightened by the domineering princess, couldn't help shivering, and hid behind Chen Tangtang.

"You really don't look like a man, you actually want to hide behind a man and ask other men to protect you!"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Although she was always troubled by being recognized as a woman by monsters at a glance, but when outsiders couldn't recognize her, she began to feel uncomfortable again.

"You... you female monster or female ghost, don't, don't come here!" The scholar cautiously poked his head out from above Chen Tangtang's shoulder, "This master will take you in!"

The princess brushed her hair and smiled sweetly: "Accept me?"

She looked at Chen Tangtang with watery eyes: "Master, are you willing?"

"Amitabha, please do not make..."

"Could it be that Master, like that nerd, thinks I'm a monster?"

Chen Tangtang's face was calm, and there was no fluctuation in her beauty.

The princess stared at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hands to curl the broken hair around her cheeks, and the soft voice sounded again: "Elder, do you think I look like a monster?"

She suddenly burst into a gentle and charming smile.

"Amitabha, in the eyes of a poor monk, all living beings are equal, and beauty is like a dry bone."

The princess' eyelids twitched heavily: "Compared to me, that man's eyes are so charming, so he looks more like a monster?"

The scholar stammered and retorted: "You, you are talking nonsense!"

The princess let out a "hehe": "Aren't you deliberately hiding behind the elder because you want to hurt someone in the back?"

"I'm not! I'm not!"

The princess flicked her hair, and said enchantingly: "An explanation is a cover-up."

The scholar suddenly jumped out from behind Chen Tangtang, even risking his life to prove to Chen Tangtang that he was harmless.

The princess immediately changed her face: "Boy, you provoked me first, take your life!"

After saying that, she moved her body and scratched towards the scholar with a paw.

The scholar covered his face with an "ah", his legs trembled, and he couldn't even run.

Seeing that a murder case was about to take place in the ruined temple.

Chen Tangtang quickly raised his foot and kicked towards the scholar.

The scholar was kicked into the corner with an "oops", and just escaped the blow from the princess.

The princess didn't seem to understand why the two hurt each other first, she blinked, this dazed look still couldn't hide the ghostly aura on her body.

This is clearly no longer normal.

Chen Tangtang brought up the golden light and slapped the princess, only to hear a loud bang, and there was only a human-shaped hole left on the wall of the ruined temple, and the princess was sent flying out by her.

She looked at her palm suspiciously, obviously she only used a little bit of golden light...

"Hehehe—" a woman sneered sharply from outside the ruined temple, "Okay, that's great."

Outside the dilapidated temple, there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder, as if nothing happened to be sorry for the terrifying environment.

Chen Tangtang patiently advised: "The benefactor should stop as soon as possible, people are doing it, and the sky is watching, not to mention that this is a temple."

I'm afraid you don't know the reputation of the poor monk in the Jianghu world!

The woman was still sneering, with the sound of something sliding across the ground.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, and the woman standing at the entrance of the cave stared coldly at Chen Tangtang, but she was no longer a woman, her upper body was naked and her breasts were high, which were indeed the characteristics of a woman, but , her lower body is red snake tail.

Chen Tangtang suddenly remembered what the Nine-Headed Insect had told him earlier—there is a snake demon here.

The woman's vertical pupils stared coldly at Chen Tangtang and said, "I will make you pay the price!"

Donor, you can do it.

Chen Tangtang calmly said: "Amitabha, it's not easy for a benefactor to cultivate, don't lose your vitality because of a momentary mood."

"How powerful you are, a bald monk!"

Donor, you are going too far, without personal attacks.Besides, the poor monk was either born or bald!

Chen Tangtang was distracted by what the female monster said.

The female monster suddenly smiled, raised her hand violently, and shot a poisonous arrow.

Even if it was Chen Tangtang who had no time to dodge the poisonous arrow, she still used the golden light to protect herself calmly.

However, at this moment, a gray figure suddenly rushed up and blocked Chen Tangtang.

"Pfft-"

The sound of entering meat sounded.

The gray figure is like a magnolia with withered branches, falling gray and unable to fall.

The female monster gritted her teeth and said, "Let your kid spoil my good deeds! Monk, let's wait and see!"

Chen Tangtang looked at the scholar who was lying on the ground, exhaling more air than inhaling, and then looked in the direction where the female monster disappeared.

She still walked up to the scholar and rolled over him.

I saw a sharp arrow just hit the scholar's chest, and a large amount of bright red blood flowed on his chest, soaking through the gray clothes.

"donor……"

Chen Tangtang's hand was pressed on his chest where the arrow was shot, the blood was still bleeding, and it was her hand.

The scholar was lying on the ground, with a pale smile on his pale face: "As long as... Elder, you are fine."

Chen Tangtang asked inexplicably, "Why did the benefactor do this to a stranger?"

"I...I don't know either," he said weakly, "I just know that I fell in love with the elder at first sight."

"I...I think the elder must be a very gentle person, so gentle that people can't live without him."

The scholar's voice became lower and lower: "Yes... I'm sorry, I said something strange to you."

Chen Tangtang said softly: "No, the poor monk has no feeling at all."

"Really, what does the elder tell me to do? I have already made up my mind."

Chen Tangtang pursed his lips, stared at him without saying a word.

Two blushes of joy and shyness appeared on the scholar's pale face, like two peach blossom trees in full bloom in the snow.

Chen Tangtang stared at his face, but there was still no extra wavering in his heart.

The scholar said helplessly: "Elder, don't look at me like this... I'm afraid I'm going to die..."

Chen Tangtang said lightly: "No."

The scholar sighed: "Elder, don't lie to me, I know."

He raised his hand slowly, as if to touch her cheek.

Chen Tangtang didn't move.

Even his fingertips were too pale, as if the excessive bleeding had taken away the color in his body.

His fingers trembled, and finally touched the corners of her eyes, but it was barely touched, and then slipped down again, but the blood on his fingertips still remained in the corners of her eyes, like the best rouge, When she looked up, the hidden beauty was almost breathless.

The scholar was short of breath: "Elder, do you understand?"

Chen Tangtang responded lightly, but it sounded like he was being perfunctory.

The scholar smiled wryly: "The elder is indeed an eminent monk, even at this time he doesn't want to give me more..."

"There are trees on the mountain, and the trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, but the king doesn't know it." His voice was broken.

"Elder, I'm about to die, can I ask the elder for a favor?"

Chen Tangtang still had that indifferent and unfathomable look.

The scholar coughed a few times in pain, spitting out blood foam all over the place.

"Elder..."

Chen Tangtang: "The benefactor, please tell me."

The scholar pursed his lips and said shyly, "Can the elder kiss me?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Before she had time to refuse, the scholar immediately said: "I'm joking, I know the elder will definitely not agree, but it's okay for the elder to hug me, right?"

Chen Tangtang suddenly said: "If your request is met, can you also agree to the poor monk's request?"

The scholar suddenly excitedly said: "As long as the elders don't dislike me as a dying person..."

Chen Tangtang nodded, bent down suddenly, hugged the scholar without hesitation, and the scholar's blood was also rubbed on his chest.

She felt like she was hugging a big lump of ice, she was freezing to death.

However, the scholar felt that he was embracing the sun, and the sun was flowing all over his body and even in his blood vessels. He had never been so warm.

The scholar couldn't help tightening his embrace, and said softly: "I will die without regret."

He put his lips next to her ear and asked, "Elder, are you a woman?"

Chen Tangtang put his hands on his shoulders, exerted a little force, and broke free from his shackles, maybe too much force, a stream of blood suddenly spewed out from his wound, staining her monk's robe red.

Chen Tangtang stared at him without speaking.

But he laughed contentedly, and said hoarsely: "That's great... I'm finally satisfied..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, almost a whisper.

Chen Tangtang shook his clothes and stood up.

The scholar bled more and more, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

He opened his mouth: "I... am... dying, and the elder hasn't... said that I... want to..."

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together and said to the scholar, "Amitabha, this..."

She paused before continuing: "This monster benefactor, when will you let the poor monk go?"

He crooked his neck and lost his breath.

A weak and emaciated man lay in the blood all over the floor, as if Chen Tangtang's judgment of him as a monster was a big joke.

Seeing his dead body, Chen Tangtang sat cross-legged on the futon beside him, guarding the corpse silently.

After a long time, the cold corpse on the ground suddenly opened its eyes.

"How on earth did you find out?"

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