[Journey to the West] Legend of the Little Demon

Inside the Pipa Cave of Poison Enemy Mountain.Zhizhi looked at Wukong and muttered, unable to speak.

"If things come to fruition, what will he promise you?" Wukong walked towards her silently, his dark golden pupils under his thick black eyelashes were calm and unwavering.

The two looked at each other silently, and the distance was getting closer and closer.Zhizhi was suddenly a little afraid to see the anger or something else hidden under the calmness, she turned her head, her face pale.

Wukong stopped three steps away from her, and there was only a stone grid between them, which was better than nothing, and the overwhelming momentum rushed towards her face, covering her world like a black cloud before a storm, biting his lips and trembling to say no Say a word.

"Bai Zhizhi, I love you, I'm in love with you." Wukong's voice became a little hoarse, and he looked at her deeply without blinking.

Zhizhi suddenly raised his head to look at him, but with just one glance, tears came out, because what was written on his face was not a deep affection, but an indelible sourness, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

"So, tell me, what did he promise you, so that you can hang around me so persistently all the way, make you try your best...to get close to me, and make me fall in love with you." He said very calmly, even the corners of his mouth He put on a sneer of his once invincible, mocking smile, "Let me help you figure out whether it's worth it or not."

Tathagata, a superior with a complicated mind, defeated his outer body, but also tried every means to subdue his soul, and even recruited him under his command?What a skill.

Whether you say it or not is wrong.If he believed that her approach at the beginning was a ulterior motive, then that forgotten memory would become a perjury for others to manipulate. He thought she was innocent and naive, then everything started beautifully and movingly at that time. , He thought she was a honey-mouthed sword, so she forgot the source of all deception and use, it was just right.

Wukong hated her silence at the moment.Only the wrongdoer is left speechless before the reality of irrefutable truth.

Zhizhi stared blankly at him for a long time, then lowered his head dejectedly, wiped his face twice indiscriminately, and wiped away those pale and useless tears, "Bodhisattva, I can get rid of a bird that was played by someone in the palm of my hand." The little mouse ascended to heaven in one step and became a Bodhisattva."

Wukong was stunned for a moment, sneered, and slowly said in a mocking tone: "Then you are at a loss."

"Oh, forget it, I'm stupid and can't settle your account." What annoyed her was that she took Sun Wukong too lightly, and she also took herself too lightly.At this time, Wukong didn't have the heart to think about what she meant by "being played with in the palm of his hand", even if he noticed it, so what?But there is a little secret that she can't be honest with, so she won't have to wait until the end when she can't hide everything, and he will ask her every sentence.

How tiring, Bai Zhizhi, do you know how tired you are?

Appearing with a mystery, she only knew how to play dumb from beginning to end, her unpredictable past entangled him time and time again, never letting him go.Everyone felt that she was innocent, and felt that every separation and conflict with him must mean that she was hurt and wronged, actually?It's just that they didn't give as much sincerity as he did.It's just that those who stay close to the fire to keep warm cannot understand the hard work of those who burn the fire, and those who are closest to the fire are the most likely to be burned by the fire.

The shame of being kept as a pet in the past, Zhizhi never wanted to mention it, she felt that it was over, but she never thought that the past would be like a beast lurking in the dark, entangled herself all the time, ready to attack her head-on at any time, tell No matter how long or when she is, she can't get rid of the fact that she is just the weakest and most incompetent private pet.

"Hey, little sister, look at the deep entanglement between you and Sun Dasheng!" The onlooker knew that Xie Zijing, who easily provoked the matter, was bored watching the play, and while speaking aloud, he stood up and raised his hand. It rested on Xuanzang's shoulders and kneaded them lightly or heavily.

"My sister taught you a trick. There is nothing between lovers who quarrel at the end of the bed, and men. There is nothing that can't be solved in bed." The charming scorpion spirit giggled.

Master Xuanzang didn't know whether it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time or because he was stimulated by the scorpion spirit Meng Lang's frivolous words.

Xie Zijing hugged Master Xuanzang who fell in her arms, very satisfied, and didn't care about his fainting.Anyway, she has already grabbed everyone. As for this frail and frail body, she treats her with delicious food and drinks, and she just needs to take care of it slowly.

Immediately ignoring Wukong and Zhizhi, he raised his voice and greeted: "Little ones, please take Xuanzang down to tidy up, feed him well, and send him to grandma's boudoir. Remember to hold candles and burn incense. I'll go wash Come back from the shower and have sex with Brother Yu!" After the aboveboard announcement, the bold and bold Scorpion Jing winked, glanced at Zhizhi and Wukong who were in a stalemate, turned around and walked away.

Wukong, who pursed his lips tightly, frowned gloomyly. In the next second, he raised the Ruyi golden cudgel in his ear, smashed the stone grid in front of him with one stick, and approached the flower pavilion step by step. , passing by Zhi Zhi who was stiff and motionless, his eyes fixed on the scorpion spirit with a pair of stern eyes, his cold light slightly subdued.

"Return my master." Every word was clear and powerful.

Xie Zijing never thought that Wukong's reaction would be like this at the moment, and he was a little stunned for a while, stroked his hair and said unhappily: "Sun Houzi, are you confused?" It should also be to go back to his Huaguo Mountain to be free and easy, and completely forget about learning the scriptures!What's more, the matter between him and the younger sister is obviously not clear yet, isn't it?

Wukong sneered, and glanced at Zhizhi who hung his head silently, "Old Sun, no matter what you said is true or not, first hand over my master!" under the promise.It's impossible for him to just watch his abstinent master being forced to sacrifice himself to the goblin in front of him now!Sun Wukong's love value is still very high.

"Bi Mawen, don't be ignorant of good and evil! Even the Tathagata Buddha in Leiyin Temple is still afraid of me." The scorpion spirit was irritated by his stubborn appearance, and his voice was sharp stand up.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wukong didn't bother to entangle her any more, and directly raised his stick to attack.

What a good fight!Holding a three-toothed steel fork surrounded by purple smoke, Xie Zijing vowed to keep Xuanzang as a pair of wings.

The two fought for a long time, just when Wukong had the chance to win, and just waited for a decisive counterattack, the scorpion spirit saw that his form was wrong, jumped up, and revealed his original body - a poisonous scorpion the size of a lute!Turning around and flicking, I saw the poisonous scorpion tail viciously pricking the head of Wukong who was swinging the club head-on!

Wukong hugged his head violently, and fell to the ground violently. The scorpion venom on his forehead sent severe pain to his whole body like lightning. He clenched his teeth, unwilling to let out a snort to expose his pain.

"Great Sage!" Zhizhi was so frightened that his voice trembled, and he hurried over.

Wukong had a headache, but he still vigorously brushed her outstretched hand away. The wind of the palm fell on the back of her hand, and a large piece of red heat burst out. Zhizhi didn't care, bit his lip and hugged him stubbornly.

Wukong couldn't see the pitiful look of her red eyes, grabbed her wrist fiercely, and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?! Get out!" His appearance was still so familiar, but the violence and anger between the lines were different. is unprecedented.

Wukong threw off her protection and staggered to his feet.He, Sun Wukong, practiced immortality, ate flat peaches, poured golden elixir, was trapped in the Eight Diagrams furnace of Taishang Laojun, and refined his bones. He was never hurt by swords, axes, hammers, swords, lightning, fire, and fire.Today, he was stabbed by a scorpion spirit, capsized in the gutter, hated and annoyed in his heart, he breathed out in his chest, but he couldn't vent it to the person who made him so angry, he could only hold it back, Continue to linger.

"Great Sage..." Zhizhi was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Dizzy and dizzy, double images of flying mosquitoes began to appear in front of his eyes, he kept shaking off Zhizhi who was trying to help him, and stumbled out of the Pipa Cave.Master is deeply trapped in the demon cave, he came to inquire about the situation, and now the situation is critical, he has to go out to discuss with the two juniors, he has to go out to discuss with the juniors, and... he still has to ask Guanshiyin...ask her ...Ask her under Five Fingers Mountain...

A poisonous thorn the size of an embroidery needle flew out from his back and penetrated deeply into Wukong's brain.

Wukong's body was shaken violently, and he fell straight down. The moment he closed his eyes, he saw the returning pipa leaning on Bai Zhizhi's body skillfully, leaned over and kicked him. Legs, trembling with laughter at him...

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The colorful beaded crystal curtain is reflected by the blurred warm yellow light, and the whole fragrance room presents a colorful and beautiful scene of falling flowers.

Xuanzang was crowded and pushed by all the female demons to such a boudoir, where all the confusion was revealed, and he immediately folded his hands together and recited the Heart Sutra silently.

"There is a good saying in the world, a spring night is worth a thousand gold. Holy monk, come and play with me on the bed!" The scorpion spirit who was only covered with a red veil dimly covered certain important places curled up. Nana got up from the imperial concubine's couch in the corner of the room, and walked towards Xuanzang on tiptoe, twisting her waist, a pair of tight jade legs swayed in a shockingly beautiful way.

How could Xuanzang dare to respond to her, his handsome face was solemn, as if he didn't see any evil looks, and his ears didn't listen to lewd voices, he turned around and looked for the door when he came.

It's such a time, how can the scorpion spirit let him go?I saw her lightly moving her jade feet, and her tender and fair body had already blocked the doorway. If Xuanzang moved his hands back a second slower, he would definitely touch the pair of proud breasts.

Xuanzang was really overwhelmed by Meng Lang's unrestrained scorpion spirit. He has been studying Buddhism all his life and serving Zen all the year round. How could he be forced into such an embarrassing situation by women?Even in the Xiliang women's country, the queen's admiration for him is also a matter of etiquette. Master Xuanzang finally experienced it once.

"The Buddha said: □□, emptiness is form. Why, the holy monk dare not open his eyes to look at me, is it because the Buddha's heart is not strong? Since the Buddha's heart is not firm, why should he obey the Buddha's commandments everywhere? The spring night is short, why don't the holy monk come with me Let’s go to Wushan together?” Scorpion Jing muttered, the rich fragrance of flowers spread in the air, and a frail and boneless hand seemed to be stroking and stroking the cassock Xuanzang was wearing.

Because of this layer of skin, Jin Chanzi cut off all her cravings back then; tonight, she vowed to let him peel off this layer of skin, completely fall into the abyss of love and love, and feel the hatred and love of foolish men and women in the world of mortals hatred.

Xuanzang sighed lightly and shook his head, "Amitabha! No matter how deep karmic bonds you have had with the poor monk's previous life, benefactor, those are just passing clouds, like the moon in the water in the mirror. What about it?" He raised his eyes slowly, his face was peaceful, his eyes were full of compassion and tolerance like the ocean, it wasn't that he didn't dare to look at it, it was just that he couldn't bear it.

Xie Zijing looked at him, his expression became a little dazed, his completely different face, but his temperament and gaze remained unchanged throughout the ages, as if time traveled through thousands of years, and the him in front of him was still as warm as jade sitting quietly in front of the Buddha, with eyes as bright as the sea Jin Chanzi, and she is still the little poisonous scorpion full of infatuation, shrinking under his feet, dazzled by his smile, wishing to worship him all the time and cherish it forever.

At that time, with a clear mind, he saw through her thoughts at a glance, with a soft smile like a spring flower on the corner of his lips, Lang Lang recited a section of the Ming Heart Sutra for her, and told her: "Empty is form, eyes full of empty flowers, a piece of illusion. One day If you can penetrate it, you will not be far from attaining the true fruit of cultivation."

But she doesn't want to achieve a positive result, she just wants to have a good time with him!

"I would like to be Liu Cuicui in the former dynasty." Scorpion Spirit's eyes flickered slightly, and after a moment he returned to his original expression, smiled charmingly and fell into Xuanzang's arms, hooked his slender fingers, and the tulle on his body slowly fell , a perfect female body gradually appeared in front of his eyes, like the most proud work of the creator.

"The poor monk is not Yueli." Xuanzang's eyes became more and more calm, and he couldn't help feeling more compassion for all the people who were obsessed with the love of men and women and caught in it.

Xie Zijing giggled, hooked Xuanzang's waist, and pushed him to the side of the bed step by step, while the curtains were shaking slightly, her heart sank gradually.

The silver lamp flickered weakly twice, and then went out.