Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

In the late night of Zhiyun Kingdom, the stars were densely embedded in the deep black night, and together with the halo of the bright moon, they sprinkled onto the ground.

Tonight's moon is extremely round, and the moonlight clearly illuminates the texture and folds of the tree trunk.

The bearded monk stood at the entrance of the cottage and frequently looked in the direction of the imperial city of Zhiyun Kingdom. With the bright moonlight, he could see two figures approaching from a distance of a hundred meters away.

It's Big Brother and Little Red!

Sha Wujing finally let go of the worry in his throat. He originally thought it was just a simple matter of fetching spring water. Even though the benefactor Liu said that there was a national teacher in the imperial city, he believed that Xiaohong and Da The strength of the senior brother, but I didn't expect that Xiaohong didn't come back for some time after going, and the senior brother didn't return after following him.

Fortunately, Senior Brother and Xiaohong are both back now.

Sha Wujing, who was so focused on worrying about the safety of Sun Wukong and Fu Zhenhong, completely ignored why the elder brother who had been avoiding Zhenhong before, kept a distance of less than half a meter from Fu Zhenhong at this moment. close distance.

"Big brother, Xiaohong, are you all alright?" Before Fu Zhenhong and Monkey King arrived at the cottage, Sha Wujing strode up to greet her, asking with great concern.

"fine."

"Who are you?"

Fu Zhenhong and Sun Wukong spoke almost at the same time.

The former's voice was clear and quiet, and accompanied by the moisture in the late night air, it revealed a bit of delicacy and length that was confusing.The latter's voice is deep and magnetic, with careless slack and a bit of uninhibited casualness and arrogance.

Sha Wujing blinked his big round eyes, and was stunned by the simple words of Sun Wukong. He said in a daze, "Brother, what's wrong with you? I'm your younger brother!"

Sun Wukong heard the words, his dark and deep eyes brought a little scrutiny, and his sharp eyes looked Sha Wujing from top to bottom: "Are you not a pig?"

Sha Wujing continued to be confused: "?"

Eldest brother doesn't seem to be quite right.

"He's your Junior Brother Sha." Fu Zhenhong said from the side.

Sun Wukong nodded, "Then where is my Junior Brother Zhu?"

As soon as Zhu Bajie was mentioned, Sha Wujing came back to his senses very quickly, and he didn't care about the weird elder brother, but hurriedly said: "Second senior brother is still suffering from abdominal pain, and the master is looking after him, senior brother, Xiao Hong , have you taken the water from the fetal birth spring?"

Fu Zhenhong took out the small ice sculpture pot.

Seeing this, Sha Wujing's thick frowning eyebrows finally relaxed. He was a little excited and grabbed Fu Zhenhong's hand: "Great! Let's bring the spring water there to help the second senior brother transform the fetus..."

Before Sha Wujing finished speaking, Sun Wukong opened his hand, and the great saint pulled Fu Zhenhong behind him like a calf protector. He looked at Sha Wujing who didn't know why, and his straight eyebrows were displeased. Wrinkled: "You talk as soon as you talk, why are you arresting my wife?"

"Daughter-in-law?" Sha Wujing was startled when he heard this, and looked at Monkey King in disbelief, "Brother, you...you...you..." Sha Wujing, you didn't say anything for a long time , obviously frightened.

Fu Zhenhong patted Monkey King on the shoulder reassuringly, then walked out from behind Monkey King, walked up to Sha Wujing, and started talking nonsense with his eyes open: "There was an accident when we went to get the spring water, this little splash The monkey broke his brain, and he should be able to return to normal tomorrow."

"I heard, daughter-in-law." Sun Wukong's voice sounded behind Fu Zhenhong, and he corrected lazily: "Old Sun, I just jumped out of a rock, how could I damage my brain?"

Come on, Sha Wujing was still doubtful at first, but now he heard what Sun Wukong said, and then he saw the swollen red mark in the center of his elder brother's forehead, and he believed it immediately.

The red mark was hit by Fu Zhenhong with a mung bean cake when he was in the imperial dining room, and it hit the heart.

Sha Wujing quickly looked back at Sun Wukong, and took the small ice carving pot from Fu Zhenhong's hand: "Xiaohong, senior brother, let's go back and give the second senior brother a drink of this fetal spring water."

"Okay," Fu Zhenhong was about to follow Sha Wujing, but was stopped by Monkey King, "Wait."

Fu Zhenhong turned her head.

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand towards Fu Zhenhong, and said very naturally: "Daughter-in-law, hold me."

Fu Zhenhong didn't move.

Sun Wukong didn't move either, as if he wouldn't leave unless Fu Zhenhong came to hold his hand.

[Wow Xiaohong, the Great Holy Father is so cute! ]

"Hand in hand." Sun Wukong said again.

At this moment, Sha Wujing had already hurried towards Liu Fuqin's house.

At the entrance of the quiet cottage under the moonlight, only Fu Zhenhong and Monkey King were there.

The green and tender leaves rustled under the evening wind, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and insects, and the fragrance of a large piece of crabapple a few meters away.

Fu Zhenhong looked at Monkey King who stretched out his hand towards him. The bright moonlight shone on him, stretching his tall figure a little longer. Fu Zhenhong saw the indifference on Monkey King's handsome face, and also saw His bright eyes were stubborn and domineering.

For a moment, Fu Zhenhong felt that the Sun Wukong in front of her was more like the most real Monkey King, the one who made troubles in the Heavenly Palace and disturbed the peace of the gods, and the one who went straight to the underworld to sell the books of life and death, which made even ghosts and judges afraid Monkey King.

Unrestrained, act recklessly, and do things according to your mood.

Fu Zhenhong's eyes moved from Sun Wukong's face to his hand stretched out towards her, a faint smile overflowed from the corner of her lips, but now the little stone monkey made the first move, not because of his deliberate temptation.

Fu Zhenhong walked over and put her hand in Monkey King's palm.

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, closed his fingers, and wrapped Fu Zhenhong's hand in his own.

Compared with Fu Zhenhong's delicate and smooth hands, Sun Wukong's hands are relatively rough. Due to the use of golden cudgels all year round, there are thin calluses in his palms. His body temperature is higher than ordinary people, and the heat in his palms is not at all It was passed to Fu Zhenhong's hands unimpeded, as if he wanted to warm Fu Zhenhong's hands, which were always cold and without warmth.

"Let's go, let's go in too." Fu Zhenhong led Monkey King into the village.

When they got to Liu Fuqin's house, Sha Wujing had already fed Zhu Bajie with spring water.

Zhu Bajie drank the spring water, and the fetal gas that caused his abdominal pain disappeared. Finally, Zhu Bajie, who had calmed down, wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

"But I'm holding back the old pig..." Halfway through his words, he saw Monkey King and Fu Zhenhong walking hand in hand, his big round eyes fell on their holding hands, and he yelled dissatisfiedly: "This is the country of men, why are you two big men still holding hands!"

It turned out that when Zhu Bajie hadn't drank the spring water just now, his stomach was hurting badly. Sha Wujing told about a little accident in Monkey King's head, but the pig idiot didn't think about it because of the stomachache.

Tang Seng sat beside Zhu Bajie's bed, his eyes stayed on the tightly clasped hands of Sun Wukong and Fu Zhenhong for a few seconds, and then he looked up at the red mark in the middle of Sun Wukong's forehead, but he didn't look at it for long. He shifted his gaze to Fu Zhenhong.

Looking at Fu Zhenhong's smiling eyes, his delicate brows frowned slightly, and his usually gentle eyes were stained with a touch of obscurity that he hadn't even noticed.

Perhaps Tang Seng's gaze was too long, Monkey King took a step forward and blocked Fu Zhenhong with his body, blocking part of Tang Seng's vision.

"You are my master?" Sun Wukong raised his chin slightly, looking down at the monk in white who was sitting beside Zhu Bajie's bed, with a bit of disdain in his lazy tone.

Tang Seng pursed his lips and said nothing, Sun Wukong's current appearance reminded him of when he first met, his great apprentice was crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, suppressed by thousands of boulders, but he was still arrogant and unruly on the surface.

At that time, he knew that this big apprentice's personality was not restrained, and he was a chic and unrestrained existence in his bones.

That's why he never used a magic spell to restrain him. Perhaps because of his equal treatment, the other party agreed to go all the way west with him, so he deliberately restrained his temper.

Regardless of the relationship between master and apprentice, Tang Seng appreciates Sun Wukong's character, which is free and easy, casual, and lively.However, now that Sun Wukong has entered the Buddhist gate, he should abide by the rules and restrain himself, and after all, he can no longer act recklessly without scruples.

Thinking of this, when Tang Seng's eyes fell on Sun Wukong and Fu Zhenhong's holding hands again, the disapproval in his eyes became more obvious, "When will he recover?"

Tang Seng asked Fu Zhenhong.

Sun Wukong was a little displeased, the bald monk just ignored him, and even looked past him to see his wife?Obviously he partially blocked his wife's figure, what happened to this monk?

"Maybe it'll be all right after a good night's sleep." Fu Zhenhong replied.

"Brother Monkey, Xiaohong, why are you still holding hands!" Zhu Bajie, who had listened to the reason again from Sha Wujing, couldn't help complaining. He hadn't touched Xiaohong's hand yet. Avoid Xiaohong? Once her brain is broken, she takes up all the good things?

"I'm holding my wife's hand, what's the matter with you?" Sun Wukong said, looked Zhu Bajie from top to bottom again, and said with disgust: "My brother Zhu is too fat. Bar?"

Zhu Bajie was angry, he couldn't refute, the monkey's eyes were too embarrassing.

In the end, it was Sha Wujing who became the peacemaker, "Eldest senior brother, second senior brother, please don't say a few words, let's take a break now, and we can continue our journey tomorrow morning."

Zhu Bajie curled his lips, and cut reluctantly.

Liu Fuqin's house is not too big, there is only one room to spare, there are two beds in this room, they have to sleep on two sides in a group of five.

On the issue of bed allocation, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie had a disagreement again, and there was no other reason. The Great Sage asked Fu Zhenhong to share a bed, and Tang Seng and the other three shared a bed.

How could Zhu Bajie agree, not to mention that the bed is not big at all, he is fat and fat, and he can barely get a seat if he sleeps with one other person. If three people sleep together, he can't even turn over.

"Bajie and Wujing sleep together." In the end, it was Tang Seng who ended the childish argument between Zhu Bajie and Monkey King.

Sun Wukong wanted to refute, but was stopped by Fu Zhenhong, "Listen to your master."

Fu Zhenhong and the three of them were relatively thinner than Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing, so this arrangement was indeed the most reasonable.

Sun Wukong let Fu Zhenhong sleep in the innermost part, while he slept between Tang Seng and Fu Zhenhong.

Sun Wukong turned sideways and turned his back to Tang Seng. Looking at Fu Zhenhong's flawless side profile, he stretched out his hand and hugged Fu Zhenhong in his arms without any hesitation, feeling the softness and coolness in his arms The corner of the mouth of the great saint raised a thin arc in joy, and the wife was his.

"Go to sleep." Fu Zhenhong said in a low voice, his voice was soft and slow, as if a thin feather had fallen into a person's heart. Although there were only three short words, it sounded so good that it made people's heart tremble. Some trembling.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes obediently, and then opened them again within two seconds. His eyes were brightly staring at Fu Zhenhong, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

His daughter-in-law is so pretty, everything is perfect.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but gently touched Fu Zhenhong's straight bridge of nose with his hand, then slowly moved down full of joy, and carefully placed his warm fingertips on Fu Zhenhong's lips.

Soft, like cotton, Monkey King licked the corners of his lips, and he wanted to kiss them again.

Thinking of this, the Great Holy Lord observed Fu Zhenhong's face while gently stroking Fu Zhenhong's small and delicate lips with his fingertips.

Fu Zhenhong cast a sideways glance at Monkey King, grabbed Monkey King's fidgeting hand, put it on her lips and kissed it lightly, and then said with her lips: "If I don't sleep anymore, I'm going to be angry."

Only then did Sun Wukong calm down, he hugged Fu Zhenhong tightly and fell asleep obediently.

Because he was drunk, the head of the great saint himself was in a state of not being sober. He held Fu Zhenhong in his arms, smelled the fragrance of Fu Zhenhong's body, and soon fell asleep.

Tang Seng was lying flat on the bed. He closed his eyes but couldn't fall asleep. He could hear the shallow breathing of his senior apprentice. The image of him holding hands with the young man unconsciously appeared in his mind.

There was a person in the middle, and Tang Seng didn't know if the boy lying on the other side had fallen asleep at the moment. When he thought of this wanton and naughty boy, his thoughts began to diverge uncontrollably, and various images intertwined in his mind. In the end, it turned into the beautiful face of a young man in the red veil like a newlywed in the Lotus Cave.

Obviously some time has passed, but the things that happened on that bed still appear very clearly in his memory, always reappearing from time to time, disturbing his thoughts, making him unable to calm down, unable to concentrate, even The spell of purifying the heart seems to have become a joke.

He thought of the legend about Baihu Ridge again. The monsters on Baihu Ridge are so beautiful that they can charm people's souls with just a glance. In a single thought, he brought this monster with a single glance to the road. In the neither long nor short relationship, could it be that he was also seduced by this young man?

He failed to transform the monster, but was distracted by the monster.

Otherwise, how would he explain his boring thoughts right now.

He also thought of what he said when he was young. Buddhism really emphasizes self-sacrifice and fearlessness. Only by saving all living beings can one realize Bodhi. But at that time, was he really just getting rid of the torture of drugs simply because of saving oneself?

Tang Seng was thinking about it, but suddenly felt that his hand on his side was slightly hooked by something.

It is cold, delicate and round without temperature.

It's the boy's finger.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and turned his head to look at the instigator. With the bright moonlight outside the window, he saw the boy's arms wrapped around his apprentice's waist, and his slender white fingers hooked his hand.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Watermelon Frost and Fallen Devil’s Landmine~

Thank you for lying on the ground and shouting 666, "", Chitose Liang, Yi Yu, the fifth day of late autumn, Fei Lin is cute, Huang Xiaopang, the nutrient solution from left and right~

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The way of heaven is reincarnation, and the same three people sleep on the same bed~ This scene is damn familiar~ hehe~

The next chapter, the little monkey wakes up~

The Holy Father who woke up from sleep: Who am I?where am I?what am i doing

Do Jimei people prefer little monkeys and little bones, or holy monks and little bones~

Say your pick!

Xiaohong: What I play is the heartbeat!