Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Tang Seng's callused fingertips, which had been callused from playing the Buddhist beads all the year round, were attached to Fu Zhenhong's soft lips, and his fingertips were gently bitten by Fu Zhenhong's white teeth.

The hydration and coolness of the grapes intertwined with the warmth of the boy's mouth at the fingertips, making Tang Seng's body slightly stiff.He was about to stretch out his hand, but the boy suddenly bit the skin on his fingertips with his teeth.

Fu Zhenhong held Tang Seng's wrist, licked the blood from Tang Seng's fingertips with the tip of her pink tongue, and ate the seedless grapes together.

The tips of Tang Seng's ears were a little hot. The moment Fu Zhenhong let go of his wrist, regardless of the small opening on his fingertips, the first thing he did was stroke the Buddhist beads on his chest.After feeling the cold and familiar touch of the agarwood, he regained his usual peace and composure in this weird predicament.

He knew that the monster was playing with him on purpose, just like a child suddenly found an interesting toy.

But children are innocent and unaware of worldly affairs, and this young man is deliberately making a bad joke.

"Why do you play tricks on the poor monk like this?"

"Playing?" Fu Zhenhong shook her head disapprovingly: "It's because I like it."

When Tang Seng heard this, his expression didn't change at all.

"You don't believe what I say?"

"What you like is the flesh and blood of the poor monk." The monster was full of lies, Tang Seng couldn't tell how much of what he said was true and how much was false.

Fu Zhenhong suddenly smiled: "Yes, I like your body."

Tang Seng frowned suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to correct it.

Fu Zhenhong saw what he was thinking, and before Tang Seng could speak, she said, "Monk, your flesh and blood make up your body, isn't it your body?"

Knowing that he couldn't talk about this monster, Tang Seng simply kept silent.

Feeling bored, Fu Zhenhong took the fruit plate in front of Tang Seng, fed grapes into her mouth and began to talk, "Monk, guess what kind of demon I am?"

Tang Seng was silent, with a calm face, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

Fu Zhenhong just likes his non-worldly appearance, the more he ignores him, the more Fu Zhenhong teases him: "Monk, the mood of monsters is always uncertain, you should know what I said the meaning of."

The monster was threatening him again.

Tang Seng was a little sullen, but the young man's next sentence turned his emotion that had arisen in vain into a kind of helplessness in an instant.

"If you guess correctly, I'll give you grapes." The young man said so, and at the end, he raised his delicate chin at him, with a look full of interest: "Hurry up and guess, I'm not very patient."

So Tang Seng stared deeply at Fu Zhenhong with his dark eyes, as if he was thinking about what kind of monster he was transformed from.

Fu Zhenhong also let Tang Seng watch, eating grapes while waiting for him to speak.

This grape was picked by the black fox from a vineyard in Baihu Village. It is big and fleshy.Although Fu Zhenhong didn't understand why the fruit that was supposed to ripen between August and October would ripen in June.

The taste is still so good, sweet and luscious, with plenty of water.

Fu Zhenhong ate very happily, and unconsciously half-closed her beautiful eyes, with a slight curve on the corner of her lips, her expression looked elegant and lazy.

In Tang Seng's eyes, Tang Seng blurted out a guess: "Cat?"

"?" Fu Zhenhong was stunned for a moment.

[Haha Xiaohong, he even guessed that you are a cat!The cat is so cute, Xiaohong is more cruel than the cat! ]

[Gun Oh]

Seeing this, Tang Seng knew that he had guessed wrong.

"Monk, do you like cats?" Fu Zhenhong asked him.

Tang Seng thought about it seriously, and then replied: "Whether it is a cat or other animals, it is the same to the poor monk."

Fu Zhenhong ignored his words: "What color cat do you like?"

Tang Seng was silent, because of the monster's arbitrariness and ego.

"Answer." Fu Zhenhong was extremely persistent on this question.

Tang Seng replied: "White."

"Oh? So you like white cats." Fu Zhenhong nodded, "Is that so?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a cat in front of Tang Seng's eyes, and the next second, he jumped up and landed on Tang Seng's lap.

Tang Seng was startled, only to see that there was only an empty red dress left on the stone bench where the boy had been sitting.He looked down at the cat jumping on his lap again.

The cat was covered in snow white, with soft and smooth hair. It was looking at him at the moment, and its black pupils, like glass, overflowed with aura and cunning.

"you……"

Before Tang Seng finished speaking, the white cat on his lap barked softly at him.

"Meow..." The voice was warm and waxy, with some milky voice, gentle and soft, and it seemed cute and soft.

Tang Seng's eyes flashed, and the breath around his body was gentler than before, "You are not transformed by a cat, so what's the point of becoming like this now?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer him, but climbed up from his legs along the clothes, and finally stopped at the collar of Tang Seng's monk clothes.He gently sniffed Tang Seng's neck with the tip of his nose, and then rubbed his head into Tang Seng's collar.

Tang Seng frowned uncomfortably, and raised his hand to push the white cat's head away from his collar, but he didn't expect that when his hand just touched the white cat's snow-white forehead, the boy He just raised his paw and grabbed the back of his hand.

Immediately, several glaring red marks appeared on the back of Tang Seng's delicate hand that looked like it was carved from white jade.

Tang Seng lowered his eyes and looked at the scratches on the back of his hand.

He just forgot that the cat was transformed by a boy, and the boy was a monster.

Even though it looks like a bunch of white kittens now, it doesn't mean that he is really soft and well-behaved, docile and harmless like a kitten.

In essence, he is still that willful and vicious monster.

Unable to tell what it was like in his heart, Tang Seng put down his hands, lowered his eyebrows, and let the boy move.

[Xiao Hong, why are you arresting him?It's just that the good impression has finally gone up. ]

Fu Zhenhong did not answer the third son of the weak chicken system.That's right, when he traveled to the first world and started to attack, the Space-Time Administration assigned him such a weak chicken system.The weak chicken system's first name is Zhang Ahsan, and its nickname is San'er.

Because no matter whether it was a big name or a small name, Fu Zhenhong thought it was too ugly, so in the end he simply ignored its name and called it a weak chicken system.

As for why Tang Seng was arrested?

One is because he is not a well-behaved and harmless monster in his current identity.

The second is because he just turned into a cat because of Tang Seng's words. Although he took the initiative to change, on the other hand, it can be regarded as a kind of implicit obedience.If he would let Tang Seng move again, it would give the other party a feeling that he was in control.

He can turn into a cat for Tang Seng's liking, but he also needs to let the other party understand that the premise of all this is based on his own "willingness".

…………

There is a touch of white sandalwood on Tang Seng's body, which can make people calm and meditate.Fu Zhenhong rubbed against Tang Seng's collar a few more times, then continued to go up, and finally stopped on Tang Seng's shoulder. He lay there, smelling the smell of Tang Seng's body, closed his eyes and started to sleep comfortably. Take a nap.

He was not worried that Tang Seng would escape, he set up a barrier, and there were little spirits guarding the cave.

There was no movement on the shoulder for a long time, and Tang Seng knew that the monster should use him as a cushion to rest.He sighed imperceptibly, then put his hands together, closed his eyes and meditated.

While the candle was flickering, the warm yellow candlelight shone on the clean face of the monk in white. His eyes were closed, and his slender eyelashes were thick and black, like a delicate and delicate arc, casting a long and narrow black invisible shadow on the eyelids. .

His whole body is filled with a calm and peaceful atmosphere, which is a kind of loftiness that seems to have taken off the mundane world.A snow-white cat lay lazily on his shoulder. The white cat's head was facing the monk's neck, with a lazy expression, and its long tail swung gently, sweeping the snow-white robe on the monk's chest from time to time.

The cold and damp bone cave, the piles of broken bones on the ground, should be a creepy and cold environment, but because of the harmonious picture of the monk and the white cat, there is a rare sense of peace for no reason.

One person and one cat passed like this for more than an hour, and it wasn't until the little monster came in that Fu Zhenhong jumped off Tang Seng's shoulders and returned to the stone bench.

The little monster quickly took Tang Seng down, and Fu Zhenhong was the only one left in the cave before he changed back into a human form and put on his clothes.

At night, Fu Zhenhong went out of the Bone Cave as usual to absorb the spiritual energy of the world under the night.

Early the next morning, Fu Zhenhong asked the little spirit to bring Tang Seng up.

"Monk, did you sleep well last night?" Fu Zhenhong lay on the soft couch and asked him with a smile.

Tang Seng didn't answer him, and Fu Zhenhong was not annoyed, she motioned him to sit on the stone bench, and threw a book in front of Tang Seng.

The cover of this book is the most common wooden yellow color, and the title only has two words——Jinse.

"This is the script I brought back from the mountain, you read it to me."

Tang Seng glanced at Fu Zhenhong indifferently, opened the book and began to read.

"Beyond the long street, where there are luxuriant pagoda trees, there may be demons. A man went up the mountain with a lamp, and then met a woman with a lotus face. The woman pointed her lips, her eyes were enchanting, and her breasts were half exposed..." After reading this, Tang Seng was embarrassed, blushed, and quickly put the book aside.

Fu Zhenhong looked at Tang Seng's flushed face from the side, and couldn't help laughing.

"You..." Tang Seng was so angry that he lost his composure at the beginning, pointed at Fu Zhenhong and said, "You monster, you don't feel ashamed!"

This storybook is clearly a pornographic book!

Fu Zhenhong thought it was interesting to see this monk change his face, "Monk, this is a book written by you people. If you really want to be ashamed, you should be the person who wrote this pornographic book."

Tang Seng couldn't say no to him, so he could only stare at him with sullen eyes.

Fu Zhenhong had had enough of laughing, but in the end she didn't continue to tease him. He took out another book from his side and threw it on the table in front of Tang Seng.

"Read this."

Having been teased for the first time, Tang Seng became vigilant a lot, until he saw the words "The Holy King's Sutra" written on the cover, and after confirming that it was a scripture, he opened it again. cover.

"Since then, the six wheel-turning kings have all passed on from generation to generation..."

Tang Seng's voice is deep and pleasant, gentle and comfortable, and it seems that there is a magic power that can calm the soul in people's ears.

Tang Seng sat on the stone bench while Fu Zhenhong lay on the soft couch.

Read alone, listen alone.

At the end of the hearing, Fu Zhenhong closed her eyes and felt a little drowsy.

Tang Seng stopped, and he looked at Fu Zhenhong, with deep thought in his eyes.

For the next few days, Fu Zhenhong would ask Tang Seng to read the scriptures every day. He would close his eyes and take a nap when he was sleepy while lying on the soft couch. Sometimes he would turn into a white cat and sleep on Tang Seng's lap, and sometimes Sleeping on Tang Seng's shoulders.

And these days, Tang Seng saw another person who was in the same state as Zhang Sheng came here, just like Zhang Sheng a few days ago, with a distorted and crazy face, and jumped into the stove with a very morbid obsession. Burnt to the bone.

Tang Seng is not a person who only looks at the surface. In the same scene, two different people commit suicide and sacrifice in the same crazy state.There may be something else hidden in this.

During the time spent with the young man, Tang Seng's heart has been slightly loosened, and he found that this monster is not completely bad.After the other party sucked his blood for the first time, although his temperament was unpredictable and perverse, he didn't do any real harm to him after that.

[Xiao Hong, you are so harmonious these days, you don’t do much anymore. ]

[The barrier is about to be breached. ]

Monkey King will find it here soon.From the very beginning, Fu Zhenhong had no intention of trapping Tang Seng here, so that the world line would not only collapse, but also he would not have more reasonable opportunities to contact other people.

But in just a few days, it is impossible to successfully conquer Tang Seng. He needs to follow the master and apprentice to learn scriptures.

In the past few days, he deliberately created a peaceful atmosphere to let Tang Seng get used to his existence. Only in this way, when Monkey King finds them, can he make Tang Seng feel pity for him and delay the progress of the next strategy.

In the midsummer of June, the sun hanging in the sky is like a huge furnace, but no matter how hot and scorching it is outside, the Bone Cave is still gloomy and cold.

This day is the fifth day that Tang Seng was trapped in the Bone Cave.

After Fu Zhenhong listened to Tang Seng read the scriptures, she turned into a white cat and lay on Tang Seng's lap.

Tang Seng lowered his eyelids, glanced at the white cat with closed eyes and a lazy expression on his lap, and then picked up the scriptures and continued to read.

On the other side, after Sun Wukong destroyed the barrier set by the monster, he took Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing to Baihu Ridge together.The three of them knocked down the little spirits who blocked the way, and soon found the cave of bones.

However, when the famous Monkey King came in to prepare for a fight, he found that in the eerie cave of bones, there was no blood, no carrion, and no big monsters as he thought.

He only saw his master sitting on a stone bench, with lowered gentle eyebrows, quietly reading a Buddhist scripture, and a lazy white cat lying on his lap.

This picture is unexpectedly harmonious, and even somewhat pleasing to the eye.

It is rare for the great saint to be a little confused, "Master?"

After he tentatively yelled, Tang Seng put down the scriptures and was about to speak when Zhu Bajie ran in with a nine-toothed rake and shouted at the top of his voice, "Brother, where is the monster?"

Zhu Bajie glanced and fixed on Tang Seng, and then, like Monkey King, his face was confused: "Where are the monsters?"

At this time, the white cat on Tang Seng's lap spoke.

"Monster? Are you talking about me?" The clear and lingering voice was obviously clear and cold, but because of a little smile, it revealed a bit of deceptive softness for no reason.

This voice was no stranger to Sun Wukong, he had only heard it a few days ago, the boy in white who turned into bones on his back used this voice when bewitching him.

He thought of the sentence the other party left before he left.

Sure enough, we will meet soon.

It seems that everything was calculated by this monster, Monkey King was thinking.

In the next second, the white cat lying on Tang Seng's lap turned into a boy.

The smooth and shiny black hair hung like silk on the young man's smooth back, only a few strands fell to the white and round shoulders. His whole body was pressed against the monk in white, and his white jade arms wrapped around the monk's neck.

The stone table blocked the boy's lower body and concealed the beautiful scenery below the waist. From the perspective of Monkey King, only a little bit of small and delicate toes protruding from the sides of the stone table could be seen.

This monster that suddenly turned into a human form was sitting on his master's lap naked at this moment!

The author has something to say:

Author: exciting?

Great Holy Father: Where is this?Where am I?What should I do?

Zhu Bajie covered his nosebleed: blood pressure is a bit high recently

Sha Wujing: It's too late!Master has been defiled... defiled?

Tang Seng: I haven't relapsed yet!