Dasheng still has a strong boyfriend today

The author has something to say: Thank you for not abandoning me!

The next day, the shop owner was sitting in front of the counter and counting her few incomes, the abacus in his hand was clattering, his brows were frowning at times, and his face was beaming with joy at other times.

Monkey King, Zhu Gangli and Sha Wujing sat in the lobby, gnawing steamed buns, relatively speechless.

'crunch'

The overwhelmed sound came from the old wooden stairs, causing everyone to look back, only to see Tang Seng was yawning and walking down the stairs while holding on to the railing. The usually big and energetic eyes on Qingjun's face were now Half-closed, the eyes are pitch black, looking completely haggard.

Zhu Gangli came to Tang Seng in three or two steps, and wanted to inquire in a low voice, "Master last night"

'Snapped'

A chopstick was deeply inserted into the handrail that Zhu Gangli was about to hold, and Zhu Gangli almost slipped down the stairs in shock.

"Hey, master didn't seem to have a good rest last night. Why don't we stay for another day?"

Tang Seng raised his head to look at him, his eyes showed deep exhaustion, "I still can't do it, this place doesn't suit my aura, let's leave as soon as possible!"

Miss Duan, Miss Man'er, Tang Seng didn't care about anything, and even resisted from the bottom of his heart, thinking that they were the origin of all these unbridled incidents, and when he thought of them, he shuddered.

Sun Wukong stared at Sha Wujing, who was staring at him intently, and sighed in his heart, this time the goblin really has a strange brain circuit, and he doesn't know what he wants to do.

Under a willow tree across the street outside the inn, Qingman was wearing a bamboo hat, covering himself tightly, watching the situation in the inn through the gap of the wicker, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and then turned into a Wisps of smoke disappeared behind the trees.

The uncle who was selling vegetables kept rubbing his eyes, sighing secretly that the sun was too big and he was dazzled.

......

After a long queue, everyone was finally able to get out of the city and leave this embarrassing place.

After walking in the mountains for nearly a day, Tang Seng walked ahead as usual, but Sun Wukong did not walk beside him as usual, but fell far behind the team to accompany Sha Wujing, standing in front of him. Under the eyes of people, Zhu Gangli didn't dare to say anything nonsense, but walked quietly beside Tang Seng.

Tang Seng looked at the scorching sun in the sky, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and tried to persuade himself to ignore the strange looking gaze behind him.

Suddenly, he stopped, and the team behind him also stopped.

About [-] meters in front of them, a girl with dirty clothes was sitting down, her gray eyes were shining with tears, looking at the four masters and apprentices.

It was none other than Qingman.

"I beg you, help me!"

Qingman stumbled up from the ground and ran towards Tang Seng. When he first reached his side, his feet slipped and he seemed to be about to fall.

Tang Seng looked at the face that was exactly the same as Miss Duan's but with a completely different style, so he couldn't bear to reach out to help her.

There was a smug look in Qingman's eyes, but when she looked up, she was still so cute and pitiful.

For some reason, Tang Seng subconsciously looked at Monkey King behind him, looked at his unfriendly eyes, and smiled awkwardly.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and snorted dissatisfied.

"Ah! Isn't this Miss Man'er! What's the matter? Who bullied you? Leave it to me, watch me"

Zhu Ganglian leaned forward excitedly, but before he could finish speaking, he was forcibly pushed away by a hand.

"What's going on here?"

Sun Wukong grinned, looking completely unfriendly, but rather horrified.

Qingman took a closer look and saw the powerful spiritual entity behind Monkey King, she lowered her head in fright, and clasped Tang Seng's sleeves tightly with both hands.

In such a situation, such an encounter, if there is no ghost, even Tang Seng would not believe it.

Monkey King and Tang Seng looked at each other and exchanged glances, expressing observation.

It wasn't the first time they had done this kind of thing, some time ago they had performed such a thing in front of the bone spirit under the nine-headed golden eagle.

"Girl, don't be afraid, what happened?" Tang Seng showed a gentle smile, and stretched out his hand to straighten Qingman.

Qingman's eyes were dazzled by this gentle smile, and he spoke for a long time.

"My name is Qingman, and I'm a dancer from Shacheng. I came here for a dance tour. I was going to go to the next stop, but I ran into a bandit on the way, and finally escaped with the help of the guards. Little master! Please help me!"

"Then how can I help you?" Tang Seng frowned slightly, as if worried.

"I don't ask my little master to do anything for me, I just ask you to take me on the road together and drop me off in the next town."

Before Tang Seng could speak, Sun Wukong cut off the conversation.

"Okay, master, since Miss Man'er said so, let's take her with me." After finishing speaking, he showed a piercing smile.

Qingman looked at Sun Wukong's clear look, his eyes couldn't help but wandered, and he secretly covered his right waist to comfort himself.

'It'll be all right, I have that thing, monkeys can't find it. '