[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

Her ten fingers were very beautifully painted, and her fingers were long and white. The maidservant picked four or five kinds of flowers, wrapped them in linen cloth, crushed them to collect the juice, dipped them with bird feathers, and carefully applied them on her nails.

The Bull Demon King had never painted his nails with anyone, and took the feather out of curiosity. The white feather was stained with rouge, and it was more colorful and fragrant than rouge.The jade-faced fox groomed his nails carefully, and they were pink and round. The Bull Demon King pinched the feathers, watching the rouge color cover the nails, one layer after another.

The jade-faced fox knows what the other party is thinking, the overflowing love is filled with pink foam, the bull demon king holds his hands, and has never looked up at the jade-faced fox, while the jade-faced fox looks up and only she can see to the "love".

"Love" is a fairy wearing a Najin cloud robe.

Now that she looked at her nails, her love for that fairy girl became more and more out of control.

The Bull Demon King welcomed those distinguished guests into the cave, which was extremely rare, very few mortals walked in with their feet, most of them were carried in bloody, or had already been turned into a few large pieces of meat.The jade-faced princess is a vegetarian, and the bull demon king chews meat. The little demon thought that their grandpa thought that human meat was not fresh enough, and directly confused the mortals into the cave, but was stopped by their grandpa and ordered to cook a table of good vegetarian food. .

The most precious and eye-catching object, the monk Sanzang was welcomed to sit down at the head of the desk. The Bull Demon King saw his good brother and sat down next to his master. Princess Yumian straightened her dress and sat next to the Bull Demon King. As a foil——she looked around at the guests around the stone table, all of them were monsters, except for the white and handsome monk who was a mortal.It's also interesting to say that the Bull Demon King tried his best to pick up a few topics to communicate with the monks, such as what temple he had eaten before, and which temple he had been to. Among them, the vegetarian dish was the best in the world, and for example, he had seen some before and passed this The monk at the place probably got eaten on some hill—ahem, Princess Yumian covered her sleeves and gave a coquettish laugh, the Bull Demon King showed embarrassment, and moved the topic to his sworn brother.

The little demons quickly tidied up the vegetarian dishes on the table, and brought them up on plates. They were nothing more than various vegetables, radishes, eggplants, etc. The Bull Demon King used this topic to chat with Sanzang. Sanzang rarely talked with monsters about vegetarian dishes and Buddhism in his life. , even though he was indifferent, he still felt a sense of rarity, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.The Bull Demon King thought that ingredients that are in a happy mood are always more delicious to eat. You can refer to the vegetable field where the vixen often goes to hum a few words. The growth of vegetables is more gratifying, so he listened to the Buddhist monk. The monkey next to the monk didn't say anything like that.

The Bull Demon King always felt that the monkey's temperament had changed drastically. In the past, the seven brothers became sworn brothers. Although the Monkey King was the youngest, he was the one with the strongest temper. He couldn't stand being bullied by others, especially his weak monkey grandchildren.Previously, the brothers did evil again, but whoever dared to step on the Lingxiao and venture into the southern sky, the monkey did what he said and did it without looking back.

But now the monkey in front of him is smiling. When the monkey is always looking at the monk, no matter when the monk is talking about Buddhism or when his face is indifferent, the Bull Demon King suspects that the monk has mastered some kind of spell to confuse the demon's heart. He felt that the monkey's eyes were so familiar, and he seemed to have not experienced this familiar feeling for a long time.

The other monsters on the table were all talking about themselves, not to mention the other two apprentices brought by the monk. His son led the horse. The Bull Demon King originally thought that the horse would not be easy to sit on, and wanted the little monster to find some fodder. The horse changed suddenly, and suddenly turned into a good man in a troubled world, with black hair in a crown, white clothes and a fan, his face was a little immature, but his spirit was high, like jade, like water surging under ice.

The monkey tapped the table with its chopsticks and said with a smile: "Brother, I told you that my junior brother is a handsome man with outstanding appearance, it is not a lie that your son admires my junior brother."

Only then did the Bull Demon believe it, and he whispered to the monkey, "Horse spirit? No, what you said is——"

"The Dragon in the Golden Scale Pond, for the purpose of cultivating meritorious deeds and turning into a horse, carried my master forward."

The Bull Demon King thought it would be a good idea to leave it to his son.He ordered the little demon to put fine powdered drugs in every dish. He claimed that the wine he drank was brewed from human bones, but the antidote was put in it. More and more, and when a big bowl of soup was served, he gave the monkey a quick wink.

"Master has taught so much Dharma, he must be thirsty, drink soup, drink soup."

The Bull Demon King was very courteous, and Sanzang was suspicious of deceit, but the monkey stood up and filled a bowl for him, handed it to him, and said with a smile on his face, "Master, have some soup."

——After all, this is a rare act of filial piety for his poor disciples. Sanzang doesn't trust the Bull Demon King, but he trusts his disciples. He drank most of the soup, and the rest of the monsters in the room also drank a lot, and suddenly they were crooked and leaned against each other. down.

There were also three demons standing beside the table, the bull demon king, the monkey, and the jade-faced fox. The jade-faced fox was safe and sound after drinking the wine from the bull demon king. Looking at his eyes and smile, it was really creepy, but fortunately, he had already wanted to kill the monkey in one step.

Excessive emotions will wear down the monkey's original vigilance, and the monkey almost puts his attention on his master, and almost forgets what dishes he ate.

"I'm sorry brother."

As soon as the Bull Demon King finished speaking, the monkey also fell crookedly and landed on his master's back, but he didn't lose his smile and stared at him.

The monkey's eyes that had been roasted by the real fire of samadhi rolled around. No matter how hard the Bull Demon King was, he couldn't doubt that there were other monsters who could create these pupils. To increase the power of the demon, he ordered the little demon to carry the red boy and the little white dragon to his room first, and the rest of the demons into the kitchen, washed and bled, and hung up the monkey. familiar, and the monk—

He was thinking about finding a way, when suddenly he heard an exclamation at the entrance of the cave, the Bull Demon King took a look, but found that it was a Taoist, and after a closer look, it was his younger brother, the one who was practicing around the world named Ruyi True Immortal Beef essence.

The Bull Demon King stepped forward to greet his younger brother, laughed and sighed, "Brother, you are lucky. My brother was trying to figure out how to cook that Master Sanzang. It happened that you came. My brother will definitely share your arms and thighs and say, what do you think?" eat?"

True Immortal Ruyi rushed here, but he didn't expect that the first thing he would do after seeing the monk he loved was to discuss with his elder brother how to eat him. He refused in horror: "Brother, you can't! My younger brother admires the Sanzang master already. For a long time, mages are not ordinary mortals, it would be a pity to use them for food, why not—”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was cut on the back of the neck by the Bull Demon King's palm, and he fell crookedly, and was carried away by the little demon.

"It seems that you, a monk, really have the art of ecstasy, specializing in confusing monsters, and that's how you killed so many monsters?"

He reached out to pinch the monk's jaw, but was held down by a monkey struggling to stretch his fingers.

The monkey was very weak. The Bull Demon King specially prepared the drug to target monsters. He ate a lot of it, and it all germinated in his internal organs. However, he still moved his hand and pressed it on the Bull Demon King's hand, as if Already struggling with all his strength.

"...Don't touch my master."

The author has something to say: I found that a lot of what I wrote was related to emotions, such as writing about uninitiated monsters who don’t understand mortals’ love, hatred, anger, anger, and monkeys actually don’t understand, but he will understand this point