[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

He also seemed to understand something from Chen Tangtang's snort.

He propped himself up with his arms and stared at her seriously: "Did I do something wrong?"

"Tang Tang, tell me, what should I do? Let me learn from you, okay? I will be your student." His voice was gentle and solemn.

Chen Tangtang put on an innocent face: "Ah..."

Who asked you to poison the poor monk, so don't expect to get an answer.

He bent down again, staring at her eyes carefully, trying to search for any hidden emotions in her eyes.

But her eyes were too clear and bright, looking at them made his eyes burn too.

Chen Tangtang, who had no choice but to look at him, felt that his eyes were hurting to death. Could it be that he was poisoned by him?

His eyes looked very sinister.

"Tang Tang, I'm here." He lowered his voice, as if the low strings were trembling slightly, his head was arched into her shoulder socket, and his scorching breath was like burning red gold foil against her skin.

Her fingertips kept trembling, but she still couldn't control her body.

Just when she thought he was going to do something, he still maintained this difficult posture, covering her skin with his panting.

What else does he want to do?

There was a stalemate like this for a while.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "How about this? Do you like it?"

Chen Tangtang was dumbfounded.

What do you mean?

He sat up, rubbed his waist, and complained: "Ah, it really is a tiring thing to be happy, especially a man's waist."

He smiled and blinked at her: "However, as long as Tang Tang is satisfied, everything is worth it."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Happy?You don't mean the miraculous move you just did, do you?

What else can the poor monk say?The poor monk is a monk better than you...forget it.

Chen Tangtang closed his eyes tiredly.

But he thought that he finally made her satisfied: "Ah, I knew, how could a demon king with good physical strength and beauty like me not be liked by a mortal woman? You must love me now, right? Sure enough Love is made in bed."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Donor, what weird book did you read?

He also seemed to want to discuss bed skills with her, so he knelt on the stone bed and leaned over her to get the books on the other side of the bed.

"Tang Tang, come and take a look. I'll make whatever you like." He flipped the pages of the book with a rattling sound.

Chen Tangtang thought: The book that can teach him to make so many speechless movements must not be a book that breaks the precepts.

Thinking of this, she opened her eyes, but she was looking at a picture. In the picture, a man pressed a woman on a stone bed and buried his head in the woman's neck. He must have done something. The eyes of the woman in the picture are narrowed, lazy and comfortable, and the simple lines outline the artistic conception of spring ~ love.

However, probably such a book that emphasizes artistic conception rather than operation will only teach these silly monsters half-baked operations.

Looking at it, Chen Tangtang suddenly discovered that it turned out that this was just an illustration in the book industry, and there were some words beside it.

She took a brief look at the contents, and found that this book was about a ghost story—a monster kidnapped a mortal woman to the mountain, and the two gradually fell in love with each other. The illustrations are really gorgeous but not lewd, sad but not sad.

Hey?

Chen Tangtang suddenly realized, how could the poor monk still look like this.

She glanced at the unknown monster.

He kept turning the pages for her while paying attention to his eyes. Seeing that she had finally finished reading, he heaved a long sigh of relief as if he had relieved a heavy burden, and threw the book aside casually.

He rubbed his arm that had been raised for a long time, and complained in a low voice: "I didn't feel it when I read it, but when I turned the pages for you, I felt that the book was thick and heavy."

"How?" He raised his eyebrows, and the poisonous hooks in his eyes were drawn towards her again, "Tang Tang, which one do you like?"

The poor monk doesn't like any of them!

He gritted his teeth and showed a bright smile: "I have practiced no matter which one!"

Believe you are a ghost!

Chen Tangtang: "Why..."

She was able to speak.

Chen Tangtang asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this all you're looking at?"

He stared at her in surprise: "Can't all these satisfy you?"

The tips of his ears were flushed, and he smiled ambiguously: "Tsk tsk, I didn't even know you were such a greedy baby, Tang Tang."

The poor monk is not!The poor monk did not!

Before Chen Tangtang could explain clearly, the little monster's scream came from outside the door: "Big Da Da Wang! Yes, yes, yes, yes... Smash, smash, smash..."

Before the stuttering monster finished speaking, the monster stepped on the water and flew out again.

Chen Tangtang's intuition told her that the person who came to hit her at this time must be her disciple, and she only hoped that disciple didn't follow the tricks of this monster, after all, this monster is really good at poisoning.

At this time, the man who was hiding on the top of the cave fell down again, and just landed on her body, meeting her eyes.

Seeing that he was about to imitate the strange behaviors of the monster before, Chen Tangtang hurriedly stopped: "Wait! Wait! I don't know the origin of the benefactor?"

He stopped his movements and tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand what she said.

Chen Tangtang asked softly: "Benefactor, can you detoxify the poor monk?"

He stared intently into her eyes, neither speaking nor responding.

He knelt and sat on the stone bed obediently, like a slender hound.

She can't move now, and she can't see anyone else, and all she can count on is the person in front of her.

"Almsgiver, can you please go to the disciple of the poor monk and report the poor monk's safety?"

He thought for a while, then shook his head slowly.

Chen Tangtang blinked his eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and his whole body leaned forward.

Do, what to do...ah!

The wet touch passed from the corner of Chen Tangtang's eyes.

Chen Tangtang subconsciously closed his eyes and opened them again.

He licked his lips and stared at him longingly.

It's like this guy doesn't understand human speech.

His deep eyes were shining with greedy light, and he pressed her shoulders tightly with his hands, as if he was imprisoning his prey.

The front door goes to the tiger, and the back door enters the wolf.

Chen Tangtang only thought that if he had to go through this daughter country of Xiliang on his way back from the Buddhist scriptures, it would be better to bypass it as soon as possible.

Why do the monsters and mortals here want to break the lust of the poor monk!

His fingertips picked up her skirt, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

At this time, before the poisonous monster came, the voice came first: "Tang Tang, are you in a hurry?"

As soon as she heard the sound, the sneaky little pervert in front of her hid again.

Which one is easier to deal with, the little pervert or the poisonous beauty?

Answer: Neither one is easy to deal with.

They all seem to be thinking about the poor monk... It's all because of this hair, it must be shaved off!

Chen Tangtang suddenly had a plan in his heart, and immediately raised his voice: "No, don't!"

The poisonous beauty broke into the door immediately.

"What happened?" He jumped onto the stone bed and helped Chen Tangtang up.

Chen Tangtang couldn't move, and fell powerlessly in his arms, but said in a low voice: "Amitabha, sin, sin! Just now after the almsgiver left, a person suddenly jumped from the top of the cave and beat the poor monk..." Maybe It was because the steamed bun was eating too fast, or maybe it was because she was too excited, when she came to the critical point, she couldn't help hiccupping, and couldn't stop one after another.

He seemed to have misunderstood something, his eyes immediately turned red, and he said fiercely: "You dare to moles my king's Tang Tang, it is an unforgivable crime!"

He carefully placed her on the stone bed, jumped in the air, and flew towards the top of the cave with a roar.

The poisonous beauty slapped the top of the cave with her palm, and there was a loud "bang" in the cave, and gravel and dust "cracked" down.

The sneaky little pervert had to escape.

"Where are you going, the beast!" The poisonous beauty quickly chased after her, and the two started fighting in the sky.

Chen Tangtang kept his head up and watched the fight between the two goblins without moving... Huh?Why does this word sound weird?

Hey, forget it.

The poisonous beauty took out a three-pronged fork, and took advantage of the masked man's unawareness to poke the masked man's neck.

The man opened his three-pronged fork, turned around and rushed towards the door.

The poisonous beauty sternly said: "Who are you? Even the Buddha couldn't bear such a sting from me. Why do you...stop!"

He leaned forward again.

Right now, there is no one in the cave except Chen Tangtang.

Chen Tangtang rolled his eyes and looked towards the door with difficulty, trying to find a chance to escape.

Unexpectedly.A black figure flashed past, and the little pervert rushed back.

He knelt in front of her, staring at her, his eyes still burning with greed.

"What are you..."

He suddenly kissed her gently on the cheek.

With a "whoosh", it seemed that something came out of nowhere.

The masked man lowered his head again, almost squeezing his lips into her soft cheeks.

He didn't seem to notice anything, he was still stealing fragrance.

Or, he felt that being able to kiss this pulse fragrance, even if the peony flower died, was enough.

However, Chen Tangtang's pupils shrank suddenly, a three-pronged fork was reflected in his clear eyes, and the sharp fork tip shone with a faint blue light, obviously poisoned.

Now, the fork is coming straight for the two of them.

"Hmm..." Chen Tangtang was about to remind.

His index finger and middle finger pressed her pink lips: "Shhh—"

What is he going to do?

Just when the fork was about to pierce the two of them, he suddenly hugged Chen Tangtang and rolled, and the two of them rolled all the way into the pool around the stone bed.

Before falling into the water, Chen Tangtang glanced at the stone bed again, but found that the poisonous beauty who threw the three-pronged fork had caught up with the fork at some point, and held it just when it was about to stab the two of them.

For some reason, such a thought suddenly came to her mind——

If he hadn't dodged just now, he wouldn't have hurt her either.

Before she had time to think about it, she was submerged in the bone-piercing ice water with a "plop".

I don't know if it was because of the stimulation of the ice water, but she actually felt that the poison in her body was detoxified a little.

Her hand grabbed the pervert.

The little pervert, however, slid his fingers into her hands and clasped them tightly.

He pulled her out of the water quickly.

The moment she got out of the water, she saw the poisonous beauty plunge into the water.

Obviously we have all come out, what is he looking for?

Chen Tangtang looked towards the surface of the water again, only to see that she and the pervert were actually staying in the water.

Is this the phantom of the mirror?

Chen Tangtang looked in amazement at the person who carried him and flew away.

"Who exactly are you?"

The two eyes behind his mask flickered with a dark fire.

This look of wanting to eat meat again!

"Benefactor, turn your back and be right!"

Does this guy want to eat Tang Monk meat?

In order to solve the predicament in front of him, Chen Tangtang sacrificed the elixir given by the Taishang Laojun: "If you want to eat the poor monk, the poor monk has to say that to solve the plight of the benefactor, you still need to take medicine. Faster."

He stopped abruptly in the forest, as if moved by her words, he was tilting his head to look at her.

There is a door!

Chen Tangtang immediately said: "Take medicine?"

His muffled voice came from behind the mask——

"eat you."

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