[Comprehensive Mythology] I don't want to have sex with you

Hearing that it is better than literary talent, Tang Seng laughed all of a sudden.

"Abbot, this poor monk has the audacity to say that everyone in the Tang Dynasty loves poetry. Don't look at my apprentices as rude, but they are also educated. We are not afraid of literary talent."

Tang Seng was full of confidence, but the abbot still persuaded him: "Elder, even though it is so, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake!"

Tang Seng smiled and waved his hands, "The abbot's words are not good. It's just a competition of literary talent. What does it have to do with local snakes!"

He smiled and looked towards the west, "My Buddha is merciful. In order to obtain the scriptures, even if the road ahead is a mountain of swords and seas of fire, I will go through it. If I don't get the scriptures, I will never look back!"

The abbot saw that Tang Seng was obsessed with his obsession, so he stopped persuading him.Just now Sun Wukong was scaring them, it was his kindness to remind them.As for what Tang Seng and others will encounter when they arrive in the country, he doesn't worry about it.

The abbot flattered Tang Seng again, and Tang Seng was polite and returned to the meditation room.

After entering the door, the dinner has been set, and Yang Jian and others are waiting for him to come back for dinner.

Yang Jian handed the bowl and chopsticks to Tang Seng, "Is the abbot still sensible?"

Tang Seng smiled and nodded, "It seems that Wukong was frightened, and the abbot also said that I hit it off right away! Very honest!"

Sun Wukong picked up a vegetable with his chopsticks in his hands, "These monks just don't deserve to be beaten! The master is easy to discuss with them, and he refuses to let us stay overnight. My old grandson played a few times with the golden cudgel, and they respectfully Come out to meet them. They are just a bunch of stubborn donkeys who can't go away and go backwards!"

Zhu Bajie kept stuffing steamed buns into his mouth, and he said vaguely, "Brother Monkey is right! They just owe a beating!"

Tang Seng put down his chopsticks, "Going forward is the capital of the Wuji Kingdom. The abbot said that there is a national teacher there. Anyone who wants to leave the Wuji Kingdom must compete with him. He can only leave if he wins."

Xiao Bailong said excitedly: "We can fight again! Master, we have never been afraid of such things as fighting!"

Sun Wukong and the others nodded in agreement.

Tang Seng said: "But the national teacher should not compete in fighting, but others should compare in literary talent."

Zhu Bajie dropped all the steamed buns in his hand!

The four apprentices shouted in unison: "Literary talent?"

Tang Seng nodded, "That's right! Competing in literary talent! Why are you so excited?"

The four apprentices look at me, and I look at you. In the end, the big brother Monkey King came out.He whispered: "Master...Actually...when you talk about poems and songs, we are not very..."

Tang Seng smiled and said: "Needless to say so tactfully, you didn't listen to me when I lectured, did you?"

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head, "We've heard everything about cultivation, and it doesn't matter what it is, my old grandson can't understand it either!"

Tang Seng slapped the table, "Don't pretend to be illiterate with me here! Young people don't work hard, but old people are sad! I spit and talk to you every day, and you just go in the left ear and out the right ear, are you worthy of me?"

Sun Wukong and the others hurriedly apologized, "Master, we know we were wrong! We will not dare in the future!"

Tang Seng sneered, "I used to trust your self-consciousness too much, and I didn't give you homework! From today on, I will not only teach poetry, poetry, and Fu, but also give you a test! If you fail the test, you will go back to your hometown Bar!"

All four apprentices panicked.It's over, it's over, this time Master is really angry!

They quickly admitted their mistakes and were subdued, but it was a pity that Tang Seng didn't accept this.He said: "When you come to the capital of the Wuji Kingdom, I will not help you if you come to compete with the national teacher! If you can't compare with the national teacher, let's not go to Xitian. Let's break up and do what we should do!"

Tang Seng and Yang Jian went back to their room to rest, leaving four disciples sitting at the dinner table with sad faces.

With a long sigh, Zhu Bajie picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.Xiao Bailong patted Zhu Bajie's big ear, "You idiot! Think of a way quickly, and you will know how to eat!"

Zhu Bajie said: "What can I do? Now that the book is used up, I will hate less! Let me eat first and then talk about it!"

Little White Dragon wanted to beat Zhu Bajie, but Sun Wukong stopped him, "Forget it, let him eat it! In such a short time, even if we eat all the books, we won't be able to become a genius."

Monkey King got up to look through his luggage, Xiao Bailong asked: "Brother, what are you looking for?"

Sun Wukong said: "I'll look for two books to read, and I won't be too quick to grind my guns before the battle! It's better to read a book than not to read it!"

Xiao Bailong and Sha Wujing also followed to look for books, Zhu Bajie squeezed over with chopsticks and snatched a book, returned to the table, and read while eating steamed buns.

Early the next morning, Tang Seng and others bid farewell to the monks in the temple, and left the temple with their luggage on their backs.

Tang Seng and Yang Jian are in good spirits, while the four Monkey Kings look sluggish.

Tang Seng asked Sun Wukong: "Did you stay up late last night to read?"

Sun Wukong nodded, "Yes! Master! It stands to reason that my old grandson has cultivated to this level, and he will not feel sleepy without sleep for ten days and a half months. But I don't know what happened last night. Sleepy!"

Xiao Bailong nodded in agreement.

Tang Seng ridiculed them, "Study is very hard, right? You didn't fall asleep when I was lecturing, shouldn't I express my gratitude?"

Monkey King shook his head in unison, not daring to talk anymore.Why!I really don't know when Master will calm down...

Tang Seng and others left the temple, walked for a long time and finally entered the capital.

The people of Wuji are simple and honest, and the city is very prosperous, with pedestrians coming and going, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

Tang Seng observed it carefully, and then leaned over to Yang Jian and said, "Out of the ten national teachers, at least eight must be monsters. I heard yesterday that the national teacher only allows people to enter the city and forbids people to leave the city. I thought he must be a monster." There are monsters. But when I went to the city today, I’m not so sure. Most monsters have violent tempers, and where there are monsters, it’s rare to see such a peaceful and prosperous scene.”

Yang Jian said: "Whether it is true or not, we will know when we enter the palace and meet the national teacher."

Tang Seng handed over the certificate of customs clearance and asked to meet the emperor.After a while, the guards guarding the palace gate invited them into the palace.

In the main hall, the emperor sat at the head in a ochre-yellow dragon robe.A haughty man sat next to the emperor, his chair next to the emperor's dragon chair.

Tang Seng and others saluted, and the emperor finished reading the document and said gently: "The holy monk has worked hard all the way. To be able to come here from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the holy monk is really amazing."

Tang Seng said with a smile: "Your Majesty is absurd. The poor monk is just an ordinary person. The real powerful ones are the poor monk's apprentices. Without their careful protection, how can the poor monk have a chance to meet His Majesty?"

The emperor still wanted to chat with Tang Monk, but the national teacher sitting next to him said impatiently: "Your Majesty! The monks of the Tang Dynasty traveled thousands of miles to obtain the scriptures, which is really admirable. But there are rules in the Wuji State, and those who come in can only stay You can't leave the Wuji country if you want to settle down! That monk! Do you understand this rule?"

Tang Seng pretended to be worried and said: "The poor monk also heard on the way that the great cause of learning from the scriptures should not be abandoned halfway. The national teacher, I heard that as long as we can compare with you in literary talent, our master and apprentice can leave. Is that true?"

The emperor replied on behalf of the national teacher: "Indeed, the national teacher's literary talents... are so impressive that it is difficult to rival. Tang Dynasty monk, are you sure you want to compete with him?"

Tang Seng said: "The poor monk has little talent and learning, but in order to obtain the scriptures, he must try!"

The national teacher snorted coldly, "No one has dared to challenge me for a long time! Your Majesty, come and ask questions!"

The emperor smiled and said, "Holy Monk of the Tang Dynasty, what do you think?"

The emperor here is the biggest, so Tang Seng naturally has no objection, "Your Majesty, please come up with a question."

The emperor said: "Then let's compare it to poetry!"

Tang Seng felt strange, "Your Majesty, you haven't explained the rules yet! Who will judge the quality of poems? Is there a title for poems? Would you like to explain these rules?"

The emperor forced a smile, "The outcome is very clear, there is no need to be so detailed. Well, the national teacher will come first!"

The national teacher stood up, raised his head and looked out the window melancholy. "It's like yesterday's moonlit night, what can I do if I feel uneasy? If I want to support the clouds for ninety thousand miles, this body is my hometown."

As soon as the words fell, the quiet hall burst into warm applause.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Guo Shi's poems are getting better and better! Compared with the rough and wild ones before, they are now a little more sad and beautiful!"

"The national teacher deserves to be the national teacher. After listening to the national teacher's poem, I couldn't help crying! My heart aches unbearably!"

Tang Seng grabbed Yang Jian's sleeve, he felt dizzy.

"Brother, I've been in the sky for a long time... so my head is rusted? There was no moon last night! What kind of moonlit night did he see yesterday? Why is he so disturbed? And the last two sentences, it's Fu The clouds are going straight up, and this body is safe, does he want to go to the sky or land?"

Yang Jian supported his arm, "Hold on! We have seen the level of the national teacher, and poetry is not good at writing poetry. Wukong can clean him up without you. We will win this game for sure!"

Tang Seng nodded, and he turned to look at his disciples.The four Monkey Kings had smiles on their lips, and they seemed to be winning.

Tang Seng was relieved now, and he waited quietly, waiting for the emperor to let them answer the questions.

After all the ministers in the hall finished praising the national teacher's astonishing talent, the emperor waved his hand and said, "The poetry competition is also over. I declare that the national teacher will win this time!"

All the ministers clapped their hands, and Tang Seng asked blankly, "Your Majesty, we haven't read poetry yet! Why did we lose?"

The emperor rubbed his nose, "I asked you to answer the question just now, and you have been silent, so I will acquiesce by default. Anyway, the talent of the national teacher is unmatched, and your poems are useless whether you read them or not."

Tang Seng was so angry that he almost lost his breath.This is shady!This is the most naked shady!When did you ask us to read poetry?

After the comparison, the emperor waved his hand and announced the disbandment of the dynasty.He and the national teacher went to drink in the back, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty left the palace, Tang Seng and others were also invited out of the palace and arranged in the post station.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed in the post house, Tang Seng watched Monkey King turn around on the ground.

"Master, it's strange. I don't feel angry, I just think it's absurd! Are the kings and ministers of the Wuji Kingdom all idiots? If you can be a national teacher at that level, don't I want to be the Supreme Emperor?"

"The holy monk misunderstood. Our Majesty and ministers of the Wuji Kingdom are naturally not idiots, but they just couldn't help themselves and had to act like this stupid."

Sha Wujing opened the door, and a handsome young man walked in.

"Who are you? Why did you eavesdrop on our conversation?" Sha Wujing asked.

The young man said: "I am the crown prince! You are talking so loudly in the room, I heard it when I passed by!"

Sha Wujing sat back to his original position in silence, and Tang Seng and others were not in the mood to talk to the little prince.

The little prince didn't take it seriously, he moved a stool for himself and sat beside Tang Seng.

"Don't worry, holy monk, my father sent me to come and see you."

Tang Seng nodded, "Thank you for your kindness, if he can be fair and just, I don't need others to comfort him."

The prince said: "Holy monk, the national teacher has great powers and can call the wind and rain. Our Wuji country has good weather and good harvests every year. This is the result of the national teacher. He just likes others to praise him and praise his literary talent. Why can't my father How about satisfying his little request?"

"You can hold him, but I want to go, I want to go west!"

The prince said: "I'm sorry, for the sake of the people of the Wuji Kingdom, we cannot let you go. The Wuji Kingdom is no worse than Datang, so I can only trouble you. This is my hometown!"

The little prince left, Tang Seng grabbed the pillow and threw it on the ground.

At first I thought the comparison was about literary talent, but in the end I found out that the comparison was about shady scenes!It was only then that Tang Seng figured out what the abbot meant when he said that the strong dragon does not overwhelm the local snake.

He sniffed angrily, damn it, the illiterate national teacher is waiting, I will never follow the literary route again!Starting today, I will take the martial arts route!