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

The six-eared macaque said helplessly: "What are you making trouble for no reason? So what if you skip a meal?"

Gibbon monkey: "..."

again?Feel your conscience and talk about it, when did I make trouble for no reason?

Chen Tangtang: "Forget it, forget it, don't quarrel."

The gibbon looked at her coldly.

Who do you think it's all because of?

The six-eared macaque shrugged, and said in a coaxing tone, "You're so stingy, how about I buy you another cake?"

Chijiri Mahou also said with a straight face: "You are going too far."

The arm-armed ape was so sad and angry that he had nowhere to reason!

Are you two bewitched?No, being possessed by evil spirits is not so terrifying.

His gloomy eyes fell on Chen Tangtang again.

However, the cloth covering his eyes still made Chen Tangtang unable to accept his gaze.

Chen Tangtang looked blankly at the remaining half of the pastry in his hand, then raised his head to measure where his gaze fell.

It seems to be the cake in her hand.

Do you like it that much?

Alright alright.

Chen Tangtang handed him the cake with several small crescents in his hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to like it so much. If you don't mind, can I give you half of it?"

Armed Ape: "It's not about the pastry!"

The six-eared macaque scratched its ears: "What's wrong with you? What kind of evil have you caught? Are you so entangled in such trivial matters?"

Chijiri Mahou was also dissatisfied and said, "Your fault."

Gritting its teeth, the arm-armed ape snatched the cake from Chen Tangtang's hand, and showed it to the two of them on purpose.

Since you said he bullied her, then he really bullied her.

It's just that he has a magnificent figure, but he holds a half-eaten pastry in his hand, which really doesn't match his temperament.Moreover, he snatched this pastry from a monk who was shorter and thinner than him, and the surrounding sellers all stared at him fiercely, as if they wanted to defend Chen Tangtang.

Everyone has been drugged by this monk, right?

The arm-armed ape straightened its back, and its expression became more and more unkind.

Six-eared Macaque: "I didn't expect you to become such a person! Master, I'll borrow a banana fan first, and you find a place to wait for me."

Chen Tangtang nodded slightly.

The six-eared macaque followed Sun Xingzhe's mana and turned somersault away.

The red-tailed horse monkey took a step forward, took the rein and said, "Master, let's find a shady place."

After all, he ignored the arm-armed ape, took the rein and led Chen Tangtang away.

The gibbon monkey stood alone under the scorching sun, he held up the half of the cake as if he was about to fall to the ground, but halfway through the movement, he withdrew his hand again.

Why should you fall?This is the cake he snatched at the risk of a broken brotherhood!

The gibbon stared at the half of the cake, and the small crescents bitten out by Chen Tangtang seemed to slap him in the face, making him dizzy.

He brought the cake to his mouth, and there was a faint fragrance of lotus on top of the aroma of the hot dough, he was very familiar with this fragrance, wasn't it the monk's body?

Could it be that this is not only body fragrance, but also her lips...

The gibbon monkey reacted in a jerk, only to find that he had already taken a bite out of the pancake. Right now, the pancake was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even swallow it, and couldn't spit it out.

It so happened that Chen Tangtang looked back at this moment.

"Aren't you following?" she asked.

The arm-armed monkey shut its mouth tightly, and followed quickly.

When the few of them left, the melon seller, pastry seller, and the old woman who sold pig's trotters got together.

The old woman said: "These monsters are getting bolder and bolder, and dare to pretend to be you and me to trick Master!"

The pastry seller snorted: "The monster pretending to be you is the most shameless. He dared to snatch something from Master. I don't think he is stealing things, but he has bad intentions!"

The melon seller said: "Eldest senior brother, second senior brother is right, let's get rid of them."

As he spoke, he showed the melon-cutter knife he had just sharpened.

"Wait a minute, as you all saw just now, that fake great sage also has a magic power of tens of thousands of miles, and I'm afraid it will be comparable to the senior brother."

Sun Xingzhe, the pastry seller, crossed his arms and sneered, "Then I really want to compete with him!"

Bajie put on an old woman's face and said: "I have a plan here, you go to Iron Fan Immortal first, intentionally annoy her, and then go to the fake one, you will suffer endlessly."

Sun Xingzhe: "Okay."

He responded, and flew away immediately.

Bajie let out an "hey".

Sha Wujing, who was wearing the identity of a melon seller, turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Bajie said slowly: "He left too quickly, I haven't finished yet."

Sha Wujing: "Because the elder brother misunderstood Master before, he wants to make up for his mistakes. I can understand this eagerness."

Bajie smiled slightly, took out a fan, and slapped it lightly: "Sometimes it is not a good thing to be too impatient, just like our master, if you are too attentive, the master will shrink back instead. There is nothing one can do."

Sha Wujing rubbed his temples.

Bajie: "Are you feeling unwell?"

He shook his head wearily: "No, I just... seemed to remember something, some fragments echoed in my mind, but when I wanted to catch it, it turned into a moon in the water, a flower in the mirror, and it broke when I grabbed it."

Bajie rolled his eyes and covered his mouth with his fan: "That's right."

Sha Wujing rubbed his forehead: "By the way, why didn't you see Ao Lie?"

Bajie stared at the distance: "He has followed up a long time ago. After all, Master rode other horses and didn't ride him. He is very unhappy with the boss in his heart."

Sha Wujing snorted coldly: "A full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry."

Bajie gathered his fan and tapped him on the shoulder: "Come on, let's follow and see if we can steal Master back when they are not paying attention."

Sha Wujing was startled: "Steal someone?"

Bajie smiled coquettishly, and this expression on his original face can be said to be infinitely coquettish, but on this old woman's face, it is really so insignificant and insignificant.

Sha Wujing clutched his chest and turned his head.

Bajie: "Unwell?"

Sha Wujing: "Well, facing your face, I feel like throwing up."

Bajie: "...Get lost."

The two of them chased after the faint fragrance left by the master, and finally saw Chen Tangtang and the others in a small shop.

At this time, the Chijiri Mahou pretending to be Sha Wujing was in front of the counter ordering the store to prepare meals, while the Brachial Monkey pretending to be Bajie was sitting opposite Chen Tangtang, with his face turned to the window, as if he didn't want to see him at all. she.

Chen Tangtang drank tea unconsciously.

Bajie smiled slightly: "It's just right, Third Junior Brother, it's up to you next?"

"Ah?" Sha Wujing managed to pull his gaze away from Chen Tangtang.

Bajie waved his fan, looking like he was holding a wisdom pearl: "You create some confusion, let them stop that fake Drifting Monk."

Sha Wujing: "OK."

After all, he saw the right moment, and when the fake Sha Wujing and the boss went to the back kitchen to see how the vegetables were doing today, he rushed into the shop quickly and smashed a few tables near the door.

This wasn't enough, he beat up a few men who seemed to be rich in the street, and led the guards and followers around them into the shop.

As soon as Chijiri Mahou came out of the kitchen, he was stopped by a group of people.

Chen Tangtang glanced at it and let out a "huh".

Obviously, the noise of the quarrel there was extremely loud, but the gibbon monkey was immersed in his own thoughts, so he didn't hear anything.

Chen Tangtang poked his arm.

He frowned slightly, but remained motionless.

Seeing that the Chijima Monkey, who was not good at words and was too lazy to resist, was pushed out of the shop by everyone, Chen Tangtang quickly reached out and held the arm of the Brachial Monkey.

The gibbon shivered, turned its head vigorously, and stared at her face through a layer of cloth scarf.

"You..." the gibbon monkey's lips trembled, "shameless!"

Chen Tangtang was stunned: "...Huh?"

"let go!"

He was stern, as if she wasn't holding her arm, but she was undressing him.

Seeing that Chen Tangtang hadn't moved for a long time, the arm-armed ape frowned even tighter, and there was even a red mark between his brows.

Chen Tangtang was helpless: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I will let go."

As she spoke, she raised her hands high to show that she had no plans for him.

However, when she let go, his brows did not relax, but fell into a more tangled state.

After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "What were you going to do just now?"

"I..." Chen Tang Thangka.

She forgot what she was going to do just now...

The gibbon monkey covered its nose and said softly, "What's the matter with this smell on your body? It seems to be able to confuse the mind."

Chen Tangtang: "Smell? Maybe the poor monk hasn't bathed for a long time, yes, the poor monk has indeed not bathed for a long time."

He didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Chen Tangtang felt his whole body start to itch.

The arm-armed ape sneered: "Master, do you want to lie to me, your disciple? I am Master's disciple. After serving Master for so long, can't I get a word of truth from Master?"

Chen Tangtang smiled and shook his head.

Your monster's temperament is really different from Bajie's.

"What is Master laughing at?"

"It's a joke to be a teacher... You have been with the poor monk for so long, but you still don't know the poor monk, okay?"

Chen Tangtang showed helplessness and rolled up his sleeves.

He slammed his hand on the table and said sharply, "What are you going to do!"

"Since you suspect the poor monk, why don't you take a closer look, smell it, and see if the poor monk is really as you expected?"

Chen Tangtang rolled up his sleeves, revealing his creamy jade arms, wrapped with brown Buddhist beads and golden hoops, both the Buddhist beads and the hoops seemed to be trapped in snow.

The bound beauty's arms...

The gibbon monkey's fingertips went numb, and his men suddenly lost strength, and directly poked five holes out of the table.

"You...you...take it back quickly."

Chen Tangtang's eyes were clear: "The poor monk just doesn't want you to misunderstand."

The beauty's arm was held in front of his eyes.

He seemed to be buried by a heavy snow, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he could no longer see anything else.

The author has something to say: Brachial Ape: You monk is so shameless!

Tang Tang: You think too much