[Journey to the West] Legend of the Little Demon

The Second Episode of "Little Demon Chronicles: On the Correct Posture to Ingratiate Male God" Chief Director: 111

Producer: harveyxoxo & Mrs. Sun Zhaxue & Mrs. Taile & Zhang & Shiwei & Moulu & Zhong Erban & Ah Jing & Ah Chen Leading Stars: Bai Zhizhi, Sun Wukong, Tang Xuanzang Friendly Starring: Bajie, Bailongma

Guest Barrage Tucao: Golden Cudgel

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111: "Good boy, the Dragon Boat Festival is over, and the Chinese Valentine's Day is here. The general public is very interested in the daily life of the Journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. Now that you have successfully infiltrated the enemy's interior, hey, old rules, go and take a photo with you." Come back with the video!"

Zhizhi: "I understand the truth, but look at the stick, aren't we still tied up?"

111 blinked: "Hey! Silly boy, you forgot, we have a master!"

#I send Tang Seng to the first night of the West Paradise#

On a certain mountain, there is a dilapidated temple on the mountain.

Tonight, some passing monks came to the temple.

Outside the temple, the white dragon horse closed its eyes and dozed off. In the courtyard of the temple, Zhu Bajie, a fat head with big ears and a round belly, was lying sprawled on the simple door plank bed in the open air.

When everything was quiet, the temple was still lit with candle lamps, under which a handsome monk from the Tang Dynasty was chanting scriptures.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, if you practice the deep prajna paramita for a long time, you will see five..." murmured, sincerely and respectfully.

On the beam of the house, a little Chinchilla stretched its claws and nails, and picked two front teeth, proudly: Tsk!The rope can't tie us at all, okay?Whether you have two or three.

Look at Wukong, who was sleeping soundly with his arms on his head, creaking quietly on his tiptoes, tiptoeing away, and when he estimated the safe zone, he hugged the beam and slid down quickly, with a tail dragging on his wagging tail. A long, red string tied in a knot.

What a bug!Ever seen a cat scratch its tail?Why can't I catch it again!Squeaky's claws are too short to reach his own tail!

Zhizhi shrank sideways in the shadows that the candle lamps could not reach, and moved carefully step by step. As long as she avoided Tang Xuanzang, her escape plan would be declared a success!

The muttering of sutras suddenly stopped!

Zhizhi immediately remained motionless, pretending to be a shadow, but saw Master Xuanzang sitting in front of the low table smiling slightly and beckoning to him.

Zhizhi glanced vigilantly at Wukong, who was asleep with Erlang's legs on the beam of the room, hugged his belly, ran over quickly with a "patta patta", and stopped when he was three steps away.

Eye contact: why are you looking for us?

Xuanzang raised his head slightly to glance at Wukong, stretched out his index finger and made a "shush" gesture between his lips, then got up gently, came up to it, and pointed to the red line on its tail.

oh!ok ok ok!untie untie!

Zhizhi beamed with joy, nodded his head, turned around, raised his tail, and shook it by the way.

Xuanzang smiled softly, and carefully untied the red rope that was dragging around its tail.

Zhizhi clutched his front teeth and happily jumped seven inches high. His clever little eyes didn't know what to do. He turned around and snatched the red rope from Xuanzang's hand. Quickly climbed back to the beam again.

Xuanzang showed surprise on his face, and when he saw what the mouse did, he couldn't help laughing, his smile was even more spring breeze, he covered his mouth to eliminate the low laughter that almost overflowed the corner of his mouth, and shook his head helplessly.

With the way of the other, do you still apply it to the other body?

When the ground squeaked, Xuanzang squatted down and extended his right hand in a friendly way.

Zhizhi raised his head, looked at his handsome face, and then at his slender jade hands. He grinned happily, showing two big white teeth, and stretched out two small claws. Shake: OK, OK, shake hands!Thank you very much!

Xuanzang's heart has already been lovable at this time... Can't help but think, if only his two disciples were so lovable.Holy monk, don’t you want this?Come to think of it, it's pretty creepy!

Xuanzang held the little mouse in his palm, got up and walked to the yard.

The moonlight is bright and clear, the mountains and clouds are the same color, and some pigs are sleeping soundly and snoring.

Xuanzang nodded the palm mouse's little head, and whispered with a smile: "My big disciple is naughty, he likes to play tricks and play tricks on people, you should leave quickly!"

Zhizhi glanced inside with some meaning in his eyes, then grinned and nodded cheerfully, we will meet again!

Then jump away quickly!

The next day, Wukong woke up and jumped down from the beam of the house. He suddenly felt that something was missing, and it seemed that something was too much.

Oh~ little mouse!

He pulled the red rope in his hand, and then...

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the end of the red rope was tied to his own tail, and it was tied into a beautiful bow!The little mouse has long since disappeared!

Wukong's face was green, then red, then black, and he stretched out his hand to grab his tail...

Huh? ...why...the tail always moves by itself?

Why...he couldn't catch his own tail?

It seems that I know some great news...

A certain saint is so angry that he wants to flip the table!The kneading formula summoned somersault cloud, and disappeared in the ruined temple in the blink of an eye.

After a while, he came back with a black-faced little white mouse pretending to be dead and motionless...

Xuanzang sighed silently.

I heard that the red rope has the effect of making a marriage?

~~~

#I sent Tang Seng to the second night of the West Paradise#

In a certain town, there was a member of the family who was happy to do good deeds and believed in Buddhism.

Tonight, a few monks came to his house to spend the night.

After the vegetarian meal, it was time for Master Xuanzang to recite scriptures in the evening class.

A certain little mouse placed in a certain glass bottle suddenly seemed to be possessed, and suddenly did it meticulously cross-legged, in a standard meditation posture, staring at Xuanzang seriously with two small black bean eyes, as if listening to him reciting seriously. From time to time, he pretends to be a good student who says "Oh! That's how it is!" "I understand!"

Master Xuanzang was naturally also happy. He took in a great apprentice. He would either take a detour when he heard the Buddhist scriptures, or find a place to doze off... The second apprentice either wanted to eat or sleep all day long. He writes love poems and sends letters to his family when he is free. He doesn't study Buddhism at all, and there are a lot of nonsense when talking.After finally having a loyal listener, my heart is naturally overjoyed.

Turning around to take a shower, Wukong came back and pushed open the door. He happened to hear his master tsk-tsk praising a certain little mouse: "It is true that I have a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

Wukong was noncommittal when he heard the words, he laughed and said: "Can you not understand human nature? You have become a little goblin who can eat people!" He glanced meaningfully at the little mouse queen Bai Zhizhi.

Zhi Zhi's eyes were confused: Huh?

Quickly put on a demented foolish look of "hehehe, I don't understand what you're talking about", and wrote "Look, I'm an ordinary little mouse" from head to toe.

Honestly hugging his knees, squatting pitifully in the glass bottle, blinking his innocent little black eyes.

The soft-hearted Xuanzang who couldn't see the past said: "Wukong, let it come out!"

Wukong scratched his head frantically, Master, are you sa?

"Master! You don't know, this little mouse was planning to eat you when it was in Batu Cave!"

It's a pity that Xuanzang shook his head, expressing that he didn't know. After being reminded like this, he remembered that he had been saved by it once, and said with a slight smile: "Wukong, my teacher told you to let it go. If you step on the ground, you may hurt the lives of ants. Cherish the moth lampshade yarn. We as monks..."

Angry!Angry!Angry!

Wukong squinted his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring at a certain smelly and shameless little mouse, walked over quickly, and grabbed the little mouse.

"Little demon thief, if you have the guts, you will change into a demon! Don't have the guts to do it, don't have the guts to admit it!"

Zhizhi continued to pretend to be stupid, shaking his head, isn't that obvious? Great Holy Father, we have no idea!What is guts?Can I eat it?

Wukong was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!

He has piercing eyes, and he can also make magic tricks to make the goblin show its original shape, but he has never mastered the magic trick that can make the goblin change into a human being!The spell is irreversible, simply!

And at this moment, Zhizhi was like turning over and singing like a serf, we are so swaying~ the mood is turbulent, the candlelight is wonderful, and even the angry face of the monkey is cute.

I suddenly felt that it would be a good choice to be Xuanzang’s little tail happily in the future.

Or, let's go to the West to learn scriptures with Master Xuanzang in the future?Ambitious!

~~~

#I sent Tang Seng to Xitian No.11 night#

In the barren mountains and wild mountains, Wukong went to ask for alms, told Bajie to watch the little mouse and the master carefully, and never let the "monster" take the master away. His thighs, the little mouse arrogantly pressing down on his head all the way.

Now Wukong's heart is extremely regretful, why did he bring it out of the fire at that time?This cunning little demon with a belly full of evil...he was completely restrained!

The little mouse is cute and flattering → (who can recite the mantra) master → the bright-eyed self, Wukong, drives away on somersaulting clouds, and Zhizhi also sneaks away!

If she wants to have a place in the Journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, she considers that we must have a good skill!

What is our skill?After thinking about it, she finally figured it out—looking for food!

Wukong's spells are superb, and every time he asks for alms, he jumps directly into the somersault cloud, traveling a thousand miles, and only picks conspicuous people to grab food.

But Zhizhi has a wealth of survival skills in the wild, and he found a lot of wild fruits and vegetables in minutes, and dragged his old acquaintance Bajie to pick them. This efficiency killed the Great Saint in seconds.

So... Zhizhi's status rose rapidly, jumping up from the captive, surpassing Wukong, and becoming the only living creature that could compete with the cassock and tin staff.

The white dragon horse said: "It's also an entourage, why is there such a big difference between a pet and a pet~? I just ride it, but it is a favorite. Huh! Flattering the little thief~ What? You call me the prince and you are cute? I'm sorry, I Disdain." (Pretending to be noble, turning around and rubbing against the Great Sage...)

#I send Tang Seng to the west n night#

The master and apprentice passed by a country that spoke bird language.

Tonight, Wukong, who has been fighting wits and courage with the little mouse, suddenly came up with a good idea.

Wukong persuaded his master, "This chinchilla has always been full of bad water and wants to eat you!"

Bajie: "Brother, there are so many chinchillas in the world, why do you think this is the previous one? Why do you always have trouble with these poor little creatures?" (Chong Zhizhi winks)

Harveyxoxo who entered in disorder: "Yeah! Great Holy Lord, this one is not necessarily that one, so how could that one be this one? Could it be that a little mouse has followed you for hundreds of thousands of years?" Lilu?"

Wukong snorted: "You don't believe me?" With a sneer, he took out a golden cudgel the size of an embroidery needle from his ear, picked up the little white mouse, and made a mark to see if she would appear in the future.

Chi Chi ＿ (Д) raised his claws and surrendered!Terrified!

late.Little mouse, the weather is fine tonight, let me give you a tattoo!

Zhizhi struggled left and right, unable to free himself, watching the silver embroidery needle approaching.

Wukong carved a small peach on its ear...【Fog!

Because of Zhizhi's strong struggle, coupled with the compassion of the golden cudgel...

Wukong slipped his hand and the embroidery needle fell to the ground, but...

In the next second, Zhizhi, who had never spoken all the way, finally spoke, "Zhizhi, Zhizhi, Zhizhi, Zhizhi." The Zhizhi mouse roguely embraced his arms, and He looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and looked down upon the great sage who was immersed in the shock of "The golden cudgel slipped from my hand? What happened?"

[Assist Golden Cudgel: Brother Hou, in order to make it less painful for you to recall in the future, I can only help you up to this point. 】As the only multilingual person in the whole group who can understand Zhizhi's speech, Wukong looked at the little chinchilla in his hand, looking like a real villain. He growled in a low voice: "Demon girl!" But he only saw a large swath of blush quickly spreading from his ears, and there was annoyance in his eyes, but the deer-like wet eyes of the timid girl in white gauze skirt in his mind couldn't help but linger. Suddenly, a rush of hot air rushed from the heart to the limbs.

He forgot that she was actually a mother.

There seemed to be...something else in the memory that disappeared along with it.

Looking at Zhizhi again, Mingming's face did not change color, and he said such bold words without beating his heart. At this moment, he saw Wukong's red ears, swallowed, and lowered his head guiltyly, the faint pink oozes out of his skin, and his little tail is long. Swaying behind her~ Hey~ She's actually shy~