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

Cut out the root of love, and all love will return to nothingness.

The blood tangled on Chen Tangtang's ankle turned into pure blood, flowing down her ankle.

Mr. Shou Xing took the white deer by the hand, socialized a few words, and then left.

Before going up to the cloud, Bai Lu glanced back, but only saw a figure with his back turned to him.

Heart empty.

Bailu went to Baiyun and left with Shouxing Gong.

Seeing that the troublemaker finally left, the king pushed away the eunuch who was blocking him, and rushed out.

"Baby, my baby!" the king called out while running towards Chen Tangtang.

Chen Tangtang dodged, Sun Xingzhe stepped forward and swung his stick, but stopped just when it was about to hit the king's head.

"Ah! Help!" The little eunuch yelled crazily. However, no mortal would dare to confront the monster, and the guards who didn't run outside the door were also scared out of their wits.

Chen Tangtang's finger hit the golden cudgel with a "dang".

Sun Xingzhe glanced at his master, pursed his lips, and withdrew the stick.

The king looked at Chen Tangtang expectantly.

Chen Tangtang stretched out his hand, and Sha Wujing immediately handed over Guan Wen knowingly.

The king of Chen Tang Dynasty said: "Amitabha, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty and went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. Because of monsters... the poor monk turned into a pearl bird. Thank you for your majesty's care yesterday."

"So you are human?"

Chen Tangtang: "Exactly."

The king looked around Chen Tangtang, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"It doesn't matter, I also like your current appearance, baby, are you willing to stay and be the national teacher of the widow?"

Ao Lie clutched his neck, disgusted by the word "baby" and showed an uncomfortable expression.

How dare this king speak.

"Sorry, the poor monk is about to disappoint His Majesty's love."

The king sighed, "Can nothing keep you?"

Chen Tangtang smiled slightly, "No."

She handed Guan Wen to the king, and the king pinched Guan Wen tightly.

"I hope that Your Majesty can devote himself to goodness and take refuge in my Buddha."

The king sneered, "It is said that monks are merciful. If you don't stay, I will kill the world with wine and meat!"

Chen Tangtang looked at him with clear eyes.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, and took the lead to look away.

Chen Tang Tang Wen said: "Your Majesty."

"what do you want to say!"

She smiled, "The poor monk believes in His Majesty, and His Majesty will become a wise king. If he comes back from learning the scriptures, the poor monk may..."

His eyes lit up again.

Chen Tangtang shook his head helplessly, as expected the king was like a child.

Finally, under the reluctance of the king, Chen Tangtang completed the Guanwen painting and left with his apprentices.

The white fox hiding at the side couldn't help asking: "Since Your Majesty is unwilling, why don't you try your best to keep her?"

"I don't even know." The king sat on the dragon chair and looked up at the big hole in the roof of the Golden Temple.

He raised his hand, put it on his chest, and said softly: "I am the only son of the first emperor, and also the crown prince. I don’t know how to cherish the days when I can get what I want, and I can get what I like.”

"However, the widow suddenly realized today that the widow is just a mortal, and there are times when he wants to get it but is not qualified to get it. There are so many powerful people around the baby. Even if he robs him by force, can the widow beat them?"

The white fox showed a surprised expression.

Co-author Your Majesty, you are not stupid!

The king covered his face and said impatiently: "It turns out that this is the so-called 'like is indulgence, love is restraint'. It seems that the widow loves babies very much."

White Fox: "..."

No, I think you just deserve a beating!

He couldn't help looking out through the door.

Tang Seng should go far away, right?She has only been here for a day, why does it feel like the whole palace suddenly quiets down when she leaves?

The white fox didn't figure it out, and probably never would.

After leaving the bhikkhu country, and heading west for a certain distance, Chen Tangtang went to the stream to freshen up.

Bajie and Ao Lie accompanied her to the edge of the stream. They were too close to fear the teacher would scold them, and too far away to make their hearts hurt. After they stood beside a tree on the bank, they looked around cautiously.

Chen Tangtang took off her sandals and stepped into the stream, the cool water made her white and tender toes hook up on the blue-black stones.

The bottom of the clear stream can be seen at a glance, and the fish swim in it, just like wandering in the air.

She held the monk's robe and bent down, but when she didn't pay attention, a corner of the monk's robe fell into the water, and was swallowed lightly by these fearless fish.

Chen Tangtang raised her heel and looked, sure enough, the mark left by the White Deer spell dissipated was still on her ankle, the red blood was almost engraved in her white and tender skin, no matter how much she rubbed it, it didn't fade.

However, this situation has a different evocative meaning in the eyes of another person.

When she lifted her heels, the monk's robe was stretched out, revealing the whole elastic and lovely calf, and the transparent water dripped down the calf, almost dripping into the bottom of my heart.

Stretched toes, Xuenen's lovely toes, and birthmarks on her ankles that look like red threads that have been involved in several lifetimes, even if she has a cold expression and cold eyes, she is still extremely moving.

Chen Tangtang rubbed it a few times without rubbing it off, so he found a big rock while dripping water, put his foot on it, and was going to try again.

But there are too many small stones next to this stone, which is a bit harsh.

She had no choice but to lift the hem of her clothes and walk around the boulder, trying to change to a place that would not hurt her feet.

However, as soon as she went around behind the big rock, she saw a man in white half in the water and half on the bank, lying there motionless.

Chen Tangtang hurriedly walked over, "Benefactor?"

The man remained motionless, as if dead.

"Amitabha." Chen Tangtang chanted a Buddha's name and stepped forward gently.

She squatted on the shore and patted the man's shoulder, but the man remained silent, and the skin under her hands began to cool and harden.

Chen Tangtang thought secretly: It's not good.

She immediately turned the man over, but was dazzled by a chest as white as jade.

It turned out that this man fell into the water from nowhere, and all his clothes were torn apart in the struggle. His upper body was almost naked from the front, and although the lower body was still in pants, it was tight because it had absorbed enough water. Sticking to his skin, it outlined the lines of his body, and even the man's part was clearly visible.

Chen Tangtang's eyes didn't dare to aim randomly, so he could only stare at his face, but he saw that his black hair was loose and his complexion was pale. Although he was haggard, he looked clean and beautiful. He didn't seem to be very old, with a face The tender ones will drip.

Chen Tangtang tested his breathing and checked his pulse.

Finally let him lie on her bent legs, with his head down, and she slapped him hard a few times.

The man spat out a mouthful of water with a "wow".

Chen Tangtang patted again, he coughed for a long time, and coughed up a few more saliva.

Then she put him down and wiped the sweat off his face with her sleeve.

The man opened his eyes in a daze, the corners of his eyes were red and his eyes were moist.

"Amitabha, is the benefactor still feeling unwell?" Chen Tangtang asked warmly.

The man stared blankly at her, then quickly looked away after a while, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Holy Monk, for saving me. Without you, Holy Monk, I'm afraid I would really die in a foreign land."

As he spoke, he shed two lines of clear tears.

Chen Tangtang waited patiently.

He wiped away his tears, "I was originally a student studying abroad, but I was robbed by a robber when I was passing through the mountains. The bandit leader insisted on making me Mrs. Yazhai..."

Chen Tangtang's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but said, "Masculinity prevails here?"

The man covered his face, his pale ears were blushing, "Holy Monk, that bandit leader is a woman."

"Ah, ah, it should be so, it should be so."

All complained that what they saw and heard along the way was so amazing that the poor monk misunderstood it.

Seeing that the explanation was finally clear, the suffering scholar also heaved a sigh of relief.

"I read the books of sages and sages, so how can I give in to a robber, so... so... I jumped off the cliff, luckily fell into the river, and was washed here."

"Amitabha, the donor is a blessed one."

"Yes," he put down his hand, showing a weak and grateful smile, "It is a blessing that I can only cultivate in my lifetime to meet the holy monk here."

His eyes were burning and sincere, frank and pure, so Chen Tangtang would not be able to see him, nor would he not be able to see him.

"Master!" Bajie and Ao Lie, who saw Chen Tangtang not turning around from behind the boulder for a long time, couldn't help but chased after him.

Chen Tangtang said softly: "I made you worry, the poor monk is fine, just met a scholar..."

The scholar struggled to stand up, but his body was too weak, his feet tilted, and he fell towards Chen Tangtang.

Bajie hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the scholar.

He squeezed the scholar's hands, and said with a half-smile: "The benefactor should be more careful, don't cause trouble to others, don't you think so?"

The scholar bowed his head and replied: "Yes, I blame me for causing trouble for everyone, especially for the holy monk..."

He stared at Chen Tangtang with wet eyes, and sighed hoarsely: "How can I repay such a great kindness?"

Ao Lie folded his arms, raised his chin and said, "Ha, don't say anything about sex, we've seen a lot of such routines along the way!"

The scholar seemed taken aback, he suddenly pushed Bajie away, hugged himself, tremblingly said: "You...what do you want to do!"

Chen Tangtang hurriedly comforted him: "He is talking nonsense. We are monks who are going to the west to learn scriptures. We won't do anything to you. Don't worry."

The scholar trembled, but still showed a gentle and submissive smile to Chen Tangtang, "Well, I believe in the holy monk."

Ao Lie turned his head to Bajie and said, "Okay, tigers go out at the front door, wolves go in at the back door, a nine-headed worm walks away, and a roc eagle comes, and finally sent the roc eagle away, and now another one pops up who doesn't know Where did it come from...Second senior brother, can you still bear it? This person's method is a bit clever."

Bajie smiled slightly, lazily curling the broken hair around his cheeks with his fingers, and said with a smile: "How do you think he can compare to me?"

Ao Lie: "Bah! Sao Bao!"

Bajie patted his head gently, "Children without long hair stay away from the affairs of adults."

Ao Lie was so angry that his eyes widened. If his age was calculated according to ordinary people, he could be an ancestor!

Bajie smiled "haha" and stepped forward to support the scholar.

"Since Master wants to take him on the road and wants to place him in a nearby village, then I will be responsible for his daily necessities along the way. Master has worked hard enough, so I can't trouble Master anymore."

Chen Tangtang wondered: Is the poor monk working hard?

Travel at public expense, eat and drink well, and there are always beautiful men and women in their arms along the way. This can already be called bliss in the world, right?

However, since the apprentice offered to help her, she couldn't help but appreciate it.

Chen Tangtang nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you. Bajie, you can do things, and you can rest assured as a teacher."

Bajie covered his mouth and smiled, "Thank you, Master, for your compliment."

When the four of them joined Sun Xingzhe and Sha Wujing, Sun Xingzhe only took a look here before he understood the general idea.