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

The air was gloomy and silent.

The two looked at each other, but they were not lovers.

Chen Tangtang stared into his eyes, and laughed abruptly, really beautiful, cold and compassionate.

The king stopped, "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Tangtang said coldly: "The poor monk is laughing at your majesty, you really don't know yourself."

"Sure enough, poor people must have something to hate."

Chen Tangtang pushed the king away.

The king's eyes were about to crack and he said, "What do you know! I..."

The cloudiness on his body became heavier and heavier.

Chen Tangtang's hands were covered with golden light, and he pushed him away, and the golden light also jumped into his body along her fingertips.

The king let out a scream of "ah", and white smoke rose from the place where the golden light shot into.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's golden light is harmless, not only harmless, but also beneficial to the fate of an emperor like you. It's a pity that your Majesty has done too many bad things and is too dark."

Chen Tangtang said indifferently: "Your Majesty, are you still human?"

"Just because you hate one person, you will kill thousands of people, even the people of your own country. How can you be human?"

The king's face turned pale from what she said, and there seemed to be a dark fire burning in his eyes.

Chen Tangtang opened his thin lips, and the words he uttered pierced his heart like a knife, "The poor monk has encountered many monsters along the way, but sometimes he feels that people are scarier than monsters."

He wanted to jump up and scold her angrily, but he didn't even have the strength to get up right now, and he didn't know how she did it. The golden light ran wildly in his body, and white air kept coming out of his body.

"You..." He gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you do to me?"

Chen Tangtang said indifferently: "The poor monk didn't do anything, he just carved a brand name. In the future, the poor monk will look for you."

Her words were so strange that the king frowned.

Chen Tangtang turned his head to look beside him, and said with a sincere expression: "Can this Wuchang forgive him for a few days and let him arrange his affairs?"

Wuchang, who was standing next to the king and holding the iron chain, hurriedly waved his hands, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

As he spoke, he showed a flattering expression to Chen Tangtang.

The king suddenly opened his eyes wide: "What?!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! I, how could I..."

Chen Tangtang said indifferently: "Your lifespan is nearing the end, and because of these crimes, you may have to live in the Wangchuan River for hundreds of years."

She shook her head, "Sooner or later, retribution will always come."

Hearing the bad news for the first time, the king was shocked. He stared at Chen Tangtang and his eyes were about to bleed.

"Then why didn't retribution come to you!"

Chen Tangtang said indifferently: "How do you know that there will be no retribution?"

Chen Tangtang touched his head and smiled slightly, "Everyone has their own destiny, and their retribution is also different. Please take care of yourself, Your Majesty."

She thought for a while, and then said softly: "Let's wait for this matter, and the poor monk will accompany you to soak in the Wangchuan River."

She turned around and left. Unexpectedly, she was stopped by the king just after taking two steps.

Chen Tangtang stood in the darkness, looking back at him.

He lay on his back on the golden steps, covered his face with his hands, and let out a crazy and painful laugh between his fingers.

"You're right, I'm responsible for everything! Aren't you going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures? Can you do it without my documents?"

Chen Tangtang narrowed his eyes, not knowing what tricks he was going to come up with.

King: "Oh, you won't believe what you say..."

He hangs his hands weakly, his head tilted on the stairs, motionless, looking from a distance like a dead corpse.

As early as the first time Chen Tangtang saw him, he knew that he was not far from death.

His face was blue and white, his eyes were dull, only his bright lips moved slightly.

"I won't do anything anymore, after all, you and I still have several hundred years, don't we?"

He hooked his lips into a smile, his demeanor was miserable, like a ghost.

Chen Tangtang thought for a while, nodded and said: "The poor monk will go and get the document."

She turned to impermanence, "Please take care of me."

Wuchang quickly waved his hand, "Don't say that, I will be very happy if I can help you a little."

Chen Tangtang smiled slightly and stepped out of the palace.

As soon as she stepped out of the gloomy hall, she suddenly felt her body warm up.

She smiled at the sun and walked slowly down the steps.

The commander who was waiting at the bottom of the steps stared like a copper bell.

"You, why did you come out like this!"

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together and looked at the commander gently, "Otherwise...how would the poor monk come out?"

"Uh……"

The commander circled around her, then turned his head and glanced at the closed palace door.

"Your Majesty didn't order anything?"

"of course not……"

The commander breathed a sigh of relief.

He just said, how could His Majesty's temperament change so easily.

Chen Tangtang smiled slightly, "Your Majesty allows the poor monk to exchange documents and go to the West to learn scriptures."

"What!" The commander couldn't hide his surprised expression at all, and when he recovered, he looked at her with admiration and admiration.

"Eminent monk... really an eminent monk!"

Chen Tangtang said again: "Your Majesty has banned the hunting and killing of monks, please give orders."

"This... I still have to ask first."

After the questioning, the commander's feet were still trembling when he went down the stairs.

"It's incredible, it's incredible."

Although it is strange that His Majesty's temperament has changed drastically, the decree to stop killing monks is very good.

The commander wished he had wings and flew out immediately to tell everyone the news.

He strode forward, stopped suddenly, and retreated to Chen Tangtang's side.

Chen Tangtang looked at him.

He is obviously a man of strong physique, but he touched the back of his head, blushed like a young man, and smiled at her, "Sorry, I almost forgot you, monk, why don't I take you to get the documents?"

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together: "I'm sorry."

Sitting on the commanding horse, feeling the cool wind blowing in front of her, her thoughts drifted away slowly, into the depths of her memory.

After searching for a long time, she finally matched the boy in her memory with the current king who destroyed France.

It was a bright spring afternoon, she was walking alone in an alley, when suddenly, a package was thrown out from the wall next to her.

Chen Tangtang looked up, and saw a young man with red lips and white teeth sitting straddling the wall. He was wearing a jade crown and silk, with bright eyes.

He smiled at her and jumped off the high wall directly.

Then, broke his leg.

Chen Tangtang had no choice but to send this gentleman back to this mansion.

For a short distance, her clothes were soaked by his tears.

"No, I won't go, and I won't go back even if I die!"

"But, benefactor, your leg is broken."

"Just... just one piece was broken."

Chen Tangtang said in a low voice: "If you don't treat it for a long time, your legs will be limping, and your walking will be ugly. At that time, many beautiful girls will point at you and say, look, that's a cripple, no one will marry you."

The young man who was obviously not afraid of death, was frightened and cried by her words.

"You monk is too vicious, don't you practice morality?"

Chen Tangtang said helplessly: "So, do you want to take you home?"

The young man was frightened by such a tragic fate of becoming a cripple, he thought for a while, and whispered: "Go... go home..."

Chen Tangtang touched his head with a smile, "Amitabha, what a good idea."

He was dissatisfied with her actions at first, but after thinking about it, he put down his covering hand again.

The young man clearly still had tears in the corners of his eyes, but he showed her a sunny smile.

Chen Tangtang followed him back to the house and received a warm welcome.

It turned out that he was the only son of the family, he was loved and loved, and his temperament was raised to be arrogant and domineering.

His parents thanked her for bringing the young boy back and persuaded her to stay in the mansion as a guest, but Chen Tangtang refused and agreed.

During the few days of living here, teenagers would come to play with her.

Chen Tangtang would always refuse with various reasons, and asked him to meditate and read a passage of Buddhist scriptures to him.

I don't know if he is addicted to listening to Buddhist scriptures, so he would come to her from time to time.

Sometimes, he would do nothing but sit quietly beside her and watch her read Buddhist scriptures.

The two would often sit under a pear tree, and when a gust of wind came, pear blossoms would fall on their heads and clothes.

The time when she noticed that he was different was when he threw away the fallen flowers on her head for her, but he was not willing to throw away those fallen flowers.

Chen Tangtang knew right away that it was time for her to leave.

She said goodbye to his parents and left in a hurry.

She thought he was just a passer-by in her life.

However, after she had been on the road for a few days, she suddenly encountered a monster, and he rushed over from behind. Even though his face was white with fright and his legs were still trembling, he still stubbornly stood in front of her, thinking To protect her.

Chen Tangtang looked at him curiously, no matter how many men she had seen who sacrificed their lives to protect her, she would still be curious about their thoughts.

Fortunately, that monster is not very powerful, and the swordsmanship learned by the young man is not bad.

After stabbing the monster to death, he wiped the blood from his face and looked at her with a smile, but his eyes were pleading.

Chen Tangtang still asked, "Why are you here?"

The boy said with a pale face, "I... I just want to be with you."

"Oh?"

The boy begged with a smile, "Master, take me on the road together, I haven't seen the outside world yet."

Chen Tangtang was silent for a while, then slowly said: "If you are not sincere, you will regret it."

The boy kept shaking his head, "No, no, besides, it's my own business to regret."

Chen Tangtang stared at him coldly and compassionately, and it took him a long time to say "yes".

In the days that followed, the bond between the two became deeper and deeper, the boy became a man, and his desire and obsession became deeper and deeper.

When Chen Tangtang was sleeping, he noticed that he kissed her.

So she left him mercilessly.

When he found her again, she was with Sha Wujing.

He asked, "Why did you leave me?"

Chen Tangtang replied: "Because you did something you shouldn't do."

He shouted: "Isn't this what you indulged? How long have I been with you, and you have never refused. I thought you were the same as me."

Chen Tangtang was silent.

Her non-rejection is indeed an indulgence.

However, Chen Tangtang reflected on it, and Sha Wujing was not so easy to talk to.

With one sword strike, blood spattered.

When his beautiful head was spinning in the air, he still saw the woman looking at him compassionately.

Like a god without joy or sorrow, and like a heaven indifferent to the pain of mortals.

He had a premonition that the man next to her would soon become the next him.

The author has something to say: Why do I like writing young men so much, I never tire of it~

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