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

Bajie watched Sun Xingzhe's first moment for a while, and gradually became a little tired.

He was lazily leaning against the tree trunk, his eyelids kept dropping, and his head was always tilted to one side.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and yawned lazily, but when he turned his head, he found that Wu Jing was rummaging through his bag, and what he was holding in his hand seemed to be... master's underwear!

"You really have the guts to do such a thing behind Master's back." Bajie opened his fan to cover his face, and leaned forward to look at the thing in Wujing's hand.

Wu Jing glanced at him lightly, stuffed Master's clothes into his bosom, "What are you looking at?"

Bajie rolled his eyeballs, and said with a smile, "You are very clingy to Master, but you are doing nothing in this situation. Could it be that you are afraid of that Taoist priest?"

Wu Jing protected Master's clothes and said, "You don't need to provoke me with words, Master will not be nice to that person."

"And how do you know?"

Wujing smiled sinisterly: "If you dare to be friendly with Master, I will kill him."

Bajie: "..."

Bajie smiled helplessly, turned out a flower from the fan in his hand, and rubbed his forehead with the fan, tilted his head and said, "Junior brother, do you know who that person is?"

"Master's concubine?"

Bajie: "..."

Don't make explosive speeches every time, okay, how can I answer the words of you, senior brother!

"However, it doesn't matter," Wu Jing said with a fierce look on his face, "If you try to kill him, the gods will die anyway."

He suddenly took out the tin rod with nine rings given to Chen Tangtang by Guanyin, held a piece of cloth in his right hand, and wiped it carefully.

Bajie suddenly felt as if he had strayed into a strange team, hey, why did a dutiful person like him hang out with them?

"By the way," Wu Jing raised his head, his blue eyes were like lakes of different shades under the sun, "Did senior brother tell you something?"

Bajie nodded and asked curiously, "How do you know?"

Wujing stretched out his index finger, pointing to the distance: "Look."

Bajie turned his head to look.

Well, a deer from nowhere is chewing on the hair of the eldest brother.

Wu Jing smiled slightly, and his eyes seemed to say, "When the senior brother comes back, you will be finished."

Bajie flicked his sleeves and hurried to drive the deer away.

The deer was extremely nimble, and ran around Sun Xingzhe a few times, then suddenly turned its head and knocked the immobile Sun Xingzhe to the ground.

Bajie's teeth started to ache. He was about to help Sun Xingzhe up, but the little deer over there took the opportunity to escape.

Bajie sighed, put his hands under the senior brother's armpit, and was about to lift it up, but his back seemed to be hit by someone, and he threw himself forward.

Obviously he has mana, even if he is knocked down, he can stand up quickly, but for some reason, he can't use the mana all over his body at this moment. He wants to twist his body, but even this can't be done. arrive.

So, Bajie slammed straight at Sun Xingzhe's face.

Too bad, I followed someone else's way!

Bajie's heart is clear, but he suffers from being unable to move his body.

Just when the accident was about to happen, Sun Xingzhe's golden eyes suddenly turned, and it was obvious that the soul had returned to its place.

Bajie is happy, that's great.

However, his cheek suddenly hurt, and then his whole body was thrown away with a stick.

"Bam—"

He knocked down a tree before finally stopping the castration.

Sun Xingzhe wiped the dirt from his face and glared at Bajie angrily.

It must be this idiot who deliberately took revenge while he was away, scheming!Scheming pig!

Zhen Yuanzi and Chen Tangtang stood not far away watching their strange interaction.

With his hands behind his back, Zhen Yuanzi tilted his head and said with a smile, "Your disciple is really lively."

The embarrassment was thrown at someone else's door.

However, no matter how embarrassing it is, it is a matter of my own family, and there is no room for outsiders to make irresponsible remarks.

There was no wavering on Chen Tangtang's face: "Amitabha, my disciple is more lively, and I am happy to be a master."

Zhen Yuanzi stared at her, his cold eyes seemed to soften a little.

"It's getting late, the poor monk is going on the road."

Zhen Yuanzi calculated with his fingers and nodded: "Elder, go slowly."

Just as Chen Tangtang was about to get on his horse, he saw the boy in the temple running over in a hurry.

Zhen Yuanzi turned his back to Chen Tangtang and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Qingfeng: "Uh..."

Master, our sacred tree was smashed, why are you so happy?

Qingfeng had an unspeakable expression on his face: "Master, our ginseng fruit tree was smashed."

Zhen Yuanzi turned around and looked at Sun Xingzhe, Sun Xingzhe played tricks with the stick in his hand, and then carried it on his shoulder.

His golden eyes were bright, and his voice was cold: "Look at what I'm doing? I was here just now, and you saw it yourself. Could it be that the tree that fell in your yard can also be counted on top of my head?"

Zhen Yuanzi's expression was cold: "You know what you have done yourself, and when the Great Immortal comes back, I will definitely not let you off."

Sun Xingzhe whistled.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his sleeves and turned his back: "Qingfeng, let's go."

Qingfeng: "But..."

"go!"

"Oh..." Qingfeng scratched his head, not knowing what his master was going to do, so he had to obey the order and leave.

Sun Xingzhe narrowed his eyes and stared at the hurried backs of the two.

Bajie rubbed his cheeks, smiled and said: "Could it be that they are afraid?"

Sun Xingzhe snorted softly: "I'm afraid there is another trick."

Bajie's eyes were gentle: "They have it, so we don't have it?"

Sun Xingzhe turned to look at him.

Bajie's smile froze, and he immediately jumped back a step: "I said that I was bullied by that person just now, are you still angry?"

Sun Xingzhe took a mouthful of mud.

Bajie immediately turned serious: "I'm sorry, it's because I went to chat with Wujing, so I didn't pay attention to your body... Senior brother, tell me quickly, what else do you have?"

"Means?" Sun Xingzhe put the stick on the ground, folded his hands on his chest, leaned on the stick and said, "No."

Bajie was dumbfounded: "What?"

Sun Xingzhe said lightly: "Soldiers come to block them, water comes to cover them with soil."

Bajie straightened his clothes immediately: "Let's go, let's hurry up, at least stay away from Wuzhuang Temple."

Sun Xingzhe shrugged indifferently.

Bajie turned his head and found that Master was looking at a wild flower by the roadside.

This is an unusually big heart.

He was about to remind his master, but found that Wujing had disappeared again.

"Where is the third junior brother?"

Sun Xingzhe pointed to the forest in the distance: "Over there, he seems to have taken Master's clothes to wash."

Bajie: "..."

Sun Xingzhe took a piece of grass in his mouth, and said calmly: "It's great, I finally found a successor to do the dirty work."

Is this the point now?

If you commit a crime and don't know how to run away, all of you are really not afraid of death.

Bajie clutched his heart, only feeling that his hair was going to be grey.

Is he the only normal person in this team?

I'm so tired, it's not easy to lead the team.

As he was thinking wildly, the clouds in the sky suddenly changed.

Sun Xingzhe frowned.

I saw the colorful clouds spreading in the sky, like a carpet laid for someone close to me.

Sun Xingzhe said in a cold voice, "He's quite grand."

There was a clear whistle in the sky, and a person stepped out of the clouds, but seeing that person wearing a purple gold crown on his head, wearing a crane cloak, wearing golden shoes, and holding a jade stag in his hand, he really looked like a fairy.

Sun Xingzhe shook his shoulders and let out a "puchi" laugh.

Bajie also covered his mouth with a fan, his brows and eyes frowned.

The gods in the sky are good everywhere, but they have a childlike and tender face, and they pretend to be cold and serious, just like a child pretending to be an adult, making people laugh.

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

He knows it!Just know!You can't show your real body at all, damn it!

Zhen Yuanzi took a sneak peek at Chen Tangtang.

Chen Tangtang's expression was calm, without the slightest sign of ridicule or contempt.

Zhen Yuanzi's heart relaxed, and he valued Chen Tangtang more and more.

He waved the jade stag in his hand, and said majesticly: "You monkey actually knocked down the precious tree in my temple, you still have to receive the punishment quickly."

Sun Xingzhe held the stick, and refused to admit it: "You are the Great Immortal Zhenyuan? Ha, you are really busy, how about performing wave after wave? Do you have to get rid of all the capable people around my master? "

Zhen Yuanzi's expression did not change, and he still said indifferently and majesticly: "You monkey, don't make excuses, and you will be caught soon."

As he spoke, he peeked at Chen Tangtang.

Several apprentices suddenly changed their faces, and they agreed that this guy was coming for the master.

Bajie had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes: "We were all here just now, did Daxian misunderstand?"

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, this..."

She had just finished speaking when she saw Wu Jing, who was going to do the laundry, jump up into the sky, throwing his staff at Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't even raise his eyelids, and with a flick of his sleeve, he took Sha Wujing into his pocket.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Poor monk, you are too reckless, disciple.

At this time, Sun Xingzhe roared angrily: "You are deceiving people too much!"

Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeves again, and put Sun Xingzhe, Wu Jing, and Ao Lie who had turned into a horse into it, leaving Chen Tangtang alone.

Zhen Yuanzi put his hands behind his back, lowered the head of the cloud, carefully observed her expression, but saw her expression was calm and cold.

Oh, it's okay, it's okay.

Zhen Yuanzi put on a childlike serious face again: "Are you the mastermind of this matter?"

Chen Tangtang said in a low voice: "If the Great Immortal thinks so in his heart, why bother to ask the poor monk?"

Zhen Yuanzi's face was cold: "Listen to you...you seem to be wronged?"

Chen Tangtang raised her head, her eyes were extremely faint, but she could still see her soul.

Zhen Yuanzi squeezed the jade stag tightly, reminding himself constantly in his heart, his chin lifted slightly.

Chen Tangtang thought: This great immortal really has extraordinary arrogance.

Chen Tangtang said in a low voice: "If the poor monk says that the poor monk is totally ignorant of this matter, can the Great Immortal be trusted?"

Her lowered voice was full of grievances, and there was a sweet feeling in her ears.

Zhen Yuanzi's heart fluttered, and he hurriedly tightened his mind, and said righteously: "Don't argue, you know that this sacred tree also has spirits. I asked the tree spirit, and it was your apprentice who did it. What else do you have?" It's easy to say."

What can be said?

Disciples, how can you forget to wipe your butt when you do something bad?

Alas, after all, I still have no experience as a teacher.

Chen Tangtang nodded, and said softly, "There is one more thing."

Zhen Yuanzi raised his eyebrows.

He was originally a child with white hair, but raising his eyebrows like this made him look like a boy's sweetness. Looking at him, he looked like a frozen sugar water, and if he licked it, it would be extremely delicious.

"You said."

Chen Tangtang clenched his fists helplessly and stretched out his hands.

Zhen Yuanzi thought to himself: Could it be that this elder wants to resist?

I saw her two small fists hammer on his chest.

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

This, this is a foul!

Chen Tangtang gave him a strange look.

Why is this great immortal so close all of a sudden?She accidentally bumped into him.

Chen Tangtang still said: "Great Immortal."

"Huh?" He even softened his tone a little.

Chen Tangtang continued to raise his hands and said: "The whole family needs to be tidy and tidy, so please take the poor monk away. The poor monk must accompany his apprentice."

Zhen Yuanzi said bitterly: "You are really kind to your apprentice."

Chen Tangtang said lightly: "A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime."

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

I really want your apprentices to listen carefully.

Zhenyuan Zinen showed a helpless expression on his serious face: "It's because you don't have the root of love...you can still be so affectionate, you really are restless."

"Huh?" Chen Tangtang was puzzled and felt deeply wronged.

Hello!etc!

You are slandering!

The poor monk is a good monk who strictly abides by the rules and regulations. When...

His cold hand suddenly pressed her cheek.

Chen Tangtang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

what!Ahhh!

What's happening here?

Zhen Yuanzi snorted softly, with a gentle smile in his indifferent and arrogant eyes: "Then let you get what you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Tangtang felt his feet were empty and his eyes darkened, as if he had entered some strange space.

"Disciples? Disciples? Are you all there?"

Chen Tangtang yelled several times, but no one responded.

what 's wrong?

Chen Tangtang thought carefully about the situation just now, and let out a soft "ah".

It turned out that when the Great Immortal Zhenyuan put Sun Xingzhe and the others into his sleeves, he used the right sleeve, but when it was her turn, he put his left hand on her cheek and took her into it.

Chen Tangtang gritted his teeth.

What a cunning fairy!

Once it comes, it is safe, and it is useless to be anxious.

Chen Tangtang sat in his sleeve, waiting for him to let him out.

Chen Tangtang was fiddling with Buddhist beads and muttering Buddhist scriptures when his eyes suddenly lit up.

She looked up, only to see a head of white hair that was exceptionally smooth under the light.

The white-haired master looked back, and the snowy face was coated with a soft light under the light.

Chen Tangtang glanced at the room, but found that it seemed to be someone's private residence - there were stag tails and swords hanging on the wall, silver lampstands and wishful wishes on the table, and an incense burner on the shelf next to it, with smoke curling up Like a white crane dancing in the blue sky, exuding the cold fragrance of pine wood, while she herself is sitting on a long couch.

However, there was no trace of anyone else except the two of them.

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, where did the Immortal take my apprentice?"

Zhen Yuanzi said lightly: "Those who do wrong things will naturally be punished."

Chen Tangtang raised his head, and the lights intertwined into a beautiful scene in her eyes, but when he looked carefully, there was still clearness as far as the eye could see.

Chen Tangtang said softly: "Then how will the Immortal Elder punish the poor monk?"

Her voice is soft and soft, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

His eyes narrowed sharply, his Adam's apple slipped, and his voice tightened, "Don't you think the scent of this incense is a bit dry?"

Chen Tangtang looked puzzled.

dry?It is obviously a cold fragrance that penetrates into the heart.

The puzzled look in Chen Tangtang's eyes deepened, but the light in his pupils became lighter under the candlelight.

Zhen Yuanzi gasped, took a step back, pulled his sleeves, scattered the fragrance, and put the incense burner into his sleeves.

Chen Tangtang stared at his sleeve with envy.

Zhen Yuanzi pressed his jade-like ice fingers on the collar, as if he felt that it was choking his breath, so he raised his hand and pressed it lightly.

This is not enough.

He turned sharply and stood by the table.

"Punishment, well, of course there must be punishment."

Chen Tangtang's heart skipped a beat.

Don't, the poor monk is just talking, you just ignore it, Immortal Elder.

Zhen Yuanzi reached into his sleeve and touched it.

Chen Tangtang peeked with his head.

He slowly took out a glossy black rope from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

Chen Tangtang swallowed dryly and spit.

This is... tied~tied?

Zhen Yuanzi didn't look back, and put his hand into his sleeve again, he fished casually, and took out a long whip with great toughness.

Chen Tangtang's head was thinking wildly...

Whip, whip?

You, what are you going to do to the poor monk!

Zhen Yuanzi's movements paused, he lowered his head, looking at the wooden table as if hesitating for something.

Chen Tangtang waited tremblingly.

After a while, he stretched out his hand again and pinched the silver candlestick on the table, then he moved the silver candlestick in the direction of the rope and the whip.

Dripping... dripping wax!

Chen Tangtang gathered his collar, and immediately jumped off the couch.

Zhen Yuanzi heard the voice, turned around, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Chen Tangtang's calf seemed to tremble a bit, but she still had an air of aloofness on her face that no one dared to offend.

"Amitabha, Immortal Elder, although the disciple of the poor monk did something wrong first, the Immortal Elder should not go too far."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded in agreement: "I have my own measure."

Chen Tangtang's eyes flicked across the three items on the table one by one.

Proper size!

The poor monk didn't see your sense of proportion at all!

"Huh?" Zhen Yuanzi noticed her gaze, "Are you very interested in these?"

Who, who would be interested in such obscene things!

However, in order to stabilize Zhen Yuanzi, Chen Tangtang still walked over.

"How?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at her with a sense of seeking approval.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

You are all shameless!I have already given you face and came over, but you still want the poor monk to comment? !

"Amitabha, what did the Immortal Master see?" Chen Tangtang looked cold, and his words seemed to have deep meaning.

"What?" Zhen Yuanzi stared into Chen Tangtang's eyes, and said in a low voice after a long time: "...I saw you, Master."

Pooh look on your face, stinky hooligan!

Chen Tangtang: "Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and be right."

"Bitter Sea?" Zhen Yuanzi said: "My sect is Taiyi Xuanmen, which has nothing to do with your Buddhist sect."

You god, why don't you listen to advice!

"Oh, right."

Zhen Yuanzi put his hand into his sleeve again.

Chen Tangtang felt that his face was about to freeze, and he asked tremblingly, "What else does the Immortal Elder have to show?"

Zhen Yuanzi pinched a small jade bottle with his slender fingers, and said in his mouth: "This is the holy medicine of the immortal family. It can restore flesh and bones to the dead. If mortals eat it, it can prolong life, beautify and strengthen the body. If monsters eat it, it can replenish lean blood. Immortals eat it." It can be refreshing."

After he said such a long string, Chen Tangtang only caught on to "replenish lean blood".

"What does it mean to replenish lean blood?" She suddenly remembered what some women said in the market, and cautiously probed: "Does it mean nourishing yin and nourishing yang?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Did she have a problem with this?Also, she pretended to be a monk all the year round, so it was inevitable that she had improper conditioning.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at her chest as flat as a washboard.

Alas, it's time to make up.

Chen Tangtang keenly caught his sight, and almost jumped up to beat him... although it was very likely that he would not be able to beat him.

what are you doing!What are you doing!

Indecent!

The gods are playing hooligans!

Zhen Yuanzi tried his best to make his tone not so embarrassing: "Well, it does have the effect of nourishing yin and tonifying yang... However, if you need it, I can make a better one."

Is it really for poor monks?

Zhen Yuanzi put the little jade bottle on the table and moved it towards her.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Ropes, whips, candles, and medicine...

This time it will definitely not be the poor monk thinking too much, right?

"Come."

Chen Tangtang suddenly raised his head: "What?"

"Take it."

"Hey?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at her calmly, and said coldly: "Here, take it."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Isn't it meant to be used against poor monks?

Could it be... Could it be...

Tsk tsk tsk... Immortal Elder, if you don't learn well, you are actually addicted to this way.

The author has something to say: the dialogue between Tang Tang and Zhen Yuanzi - the correct way of talking between a chicken and a duck.