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

The four stepped into the thick fog.

"Master!" Sun Xingzhe suddenly felt something was wrong, and was about to catch Chen Tangtang with his backhand.

However, when he turned around, he saw no one.

He narrowed his golden eyes, took out the golden cudgel from his ear, and slammed it down on the ground.

When the stick fell, his stick seemed to be stuck in a sticky quagmire, the ground didn't tremble at all, and it was still pulling his stick to sink continuously.

He withdrew his hand abruptly and looked around vigilantly.

Deep in the dense fog, Chen Tangtang, who was wearing a brocade cassock, was smiling at him.

Overjoyed in his heart, he raised his foot and walked over, but she turned around and walked deeper into the dense fog.

Sun Xingzhe hurriedly chased after him with the stick in one hand.

After two steps, he saw Zheng Sanlang pressing his master on the trunk of a tree, as if he was about to do something wrong.

Sun Xingzhe was angry from his heart, and he swung his stick and threw it at the fellow. Then, the moment the stick fell, it was empty, and he just "drinked" twice to split a cloud of mist.

"What doesn't show its original shape quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

He slammed the iron rod on the ground, but there was no sound at all, and the silence was very strange.

He frowned and looked intently.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air from behind.

Just in time!

He turned around abruptly and swung his stick across. Because the movement was too fast, he swept out a phantom, but the stick touched something solidly.

Caught!

He directly swept the attacker to the ground.

Sun Xingzhe quickly took two steps forward and stepped on the man's chest.

The fog in front of him dissipated, and the face of the person in front of him was revealed—it was none other than Sun Xingzhe's master, the Tang monk who wanted to go to the west to learn scriptures.

Sun Xingzhe: "..."

He retracted his feet as if nothing had happened, looking at the sky and the earth but not at her.

"Apprentice, why do you treat me like this?" Chen Tangtang held his chest, with a trace of anger rarely seen on his calm face, and reprimanded him: "You are so ruthless, it seems that the wildness has not been eliminated, no matter what, the poor The monk doesn't need your protection either, you can leave by yourself."

Sun Xingzhe's expression was shocked, his brows were furrowed, he swung the stick directly, and hit Chen Tangtang's face with a "slap".

However, half of her shattered face immediately dissipated into mist, and soon her entire body also turned into mist, which made him catch it.

He sneered: "You want to hide it from my eyes? Even if I close my eyes, I know that you are definitely not my master!"

The firm words quickly dissipated along with wisps of golden light, gradually revealing the way forward.

He didn't let go of his vigilance, still clenched the golden cudgel tightly, and set foot on the road alone.

I don't know how long I walked, but there is still a cloud of fog on both sides, and the front is full of unknowns, only the road under my feet is so clear.

He looked around, frowning uncontrollably, with a worried look on his face.

His master should not be good at dealing with these things, right?

I don't know if there is anyone by her side?

What if there is no one around her?

Master seems to have some abilities, but after all, he is a mortal body.

The more he thought about it, the more he frowned, and gradually became impatient.

Suddenly, the fog in front of him drifted away, revealing the scenery in front of him, and he saw Chen Tangtang meditating under a bodhi tree with his eyes closed and his expression indifferent.

His heart relaxed, and he couldn't help but doubt whether this master was real or not.

Sun Xingzhe looked around her, and saw that there were small juicy mushrooms growing around her, as well as wild vegetables in the shape of fists.

His mouth twitched.

This mist will trigger all kinds of emotions and desires in people. Could it be that Master can't forget to eat at this time?

He put these thoughts aside and walked quickly to her, but when he was just a step away from touching her, a thick fog suddenly enveloped them, separating the two of them.

Sun Xingzhe calculated the distance and jumped, but he jumped headlong into the thick fog. There was no sense of Master around him.

hateful!After going out, this place must be demolished!

At this moment, his feet suddenly became empty, and he fell straight down.

Sun Xingzhe stabilized his figure and allowed himself to land.

First, let's see what the hell the fog is going to do. If it doesn't work, go up and level the mountain, and see what other moths can come out of this valley!

Let's say that Sun Xingzhe is descending worriedly, while Zheng Sanlang over there is very happy.

As soon as he stepped into the mist, he was separated from several people. He originally wanted to pinch his fingers to count good or bad luck, but suddenly realized that his supernatural powers were temporarily gone.

Damn it, if he recovered himself, why should he be suppressed by this!

However, even if all his supernatural powers are lost, it's not a big deal. His origin lives as long as the world, and it's not something that can be achieved by this little ghostly trick.

Thinking of this, he walked forward sullenly.

I don't know what happened to the master?

Although the master often makes people speechless, she has a pure mind and probably only knows how to practice Zen and enlightenment in her whole life.

Alas, she has never been out of the monastery, so she must be terrified in this place where every day should not work and the earth is not working.

The more Zheng Sanlang thought about it, the more worried he became, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace. Suddenly, a woman's charming voice came from the thick fog in the distance: "Sanlang."

Zheng Sanlang sneered, and said with contempt: "You want to seduce me with this?"

He didn't even look at it, and continued walking forward.

Along the way, all kinds of banshees, women, fairies, goddesses, and female spirits tried their best to win his favor.

Zheng Sanlang crossed his arms, "tsk tsk" twice, and commented: "That's all it takes? It's really ugly."

The fog in the valley seemed to be angered by him, and the women suddenly disappeared, replaced by men.

With hair, without hair...

Zheng Sanlang twitched the corners of his mouth.

He kicked away a man who was trying to hug his leg, and said coldly, "Get out!"

He walked through thousands of flowers, but ruthlessly stepped on the branches.

Soon after, the surrounding fog gradually dissipated, and in the distance, Chen Tangtang was leaning against a tree trunk.

Zheng Sanlang rushed over immediately, and said in his mouth: "Master, master!"

Chen Tangtang slowly opened his eyes, with abstinence and indifference on his face.

Zheng Sanlang smiled slightly, let go of the stone in his hand, and the sharp-edged stone fell to the ground with a "click".

He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "So it's not fake, then..."

His hand drew a graceful arc and pressed against the tree trunk beside her.

He slowly approached her, and said softly: "You make it easy for me to find you, you don't even know how much I worry about you, touch my heart quickly, it's still beating hard now, alas, I refused for the sake of the master There are many beauties."

Chen Tangtang smiled at him, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

Zheng Sanlang lowered his head and said softly: "I don't understand, then I will teach the master, I am the ancestor of sex."

Before he finished speaking, something suddenly hit him, hitting the back of his head violently.

Zheng Sanlang's head shook, and he turned his head immediately, but found nothing. When he turned his head again, the master had disappeared.

I lost the master?

Zheng Sanlang hurriedly shouted: "Master! Where are you, Master?"

Chen Tangtang's voice came from not far away: "Amitabha, the poor monk is here."

Zheng Sanlang immediately chased after the sound.

After clearing the heavy fog, he suddenly found that Taibai, who was wearing a hunter's shell, was tugging at Chen Tangtang.

OK!

Zheng Sanlang rolled up his sleeves and kicked in the air.

With a "bang", he kicked Taibai into the pool beside him.

Zheng Sanlang stood on the edge of the pool, pinched his waist and said: "Dare to climb my wall? I really misjudged you!"

Taibai stood up wetly, his hair fell down, and his expression became more and more gentle. He gently persuaded: "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding. I have already said that there is something weird here..." He stared at him suddenly in the middle of speaking Behind him, he quickly warned: "Be careful!"

However, it was too late.

A strong force struck Zheng Sanlang from behind, pushing him into the water mercilessly.

"Puff-"

Huge splashes splashed on the water.

Taibai wiped his splashed face, groped in the water with his eyes closed, and lifted Zheng Sanlang out.

"Let go, let go!"

"Okay, since it's your request." Taibai let go of his hand, and Zheng Sanlang sank into the water again.

"Help, help! I'm going to drown! Help!" Zheng Sanlang desperately called for help.

Taibai stood in the pool, tilting his head to look at him.

The water had just covered his chest.

Seeing that he was about to suffocate, Taibai finally couldn't bear it and said, "Well...you stand up and try, the water has just reached your chest."

"Hmm—" a huge bubble popped out of Zheng Sanlang's mouth.

He came out of the water with a "chuss", his face was very pale, but he said in his mouth: "Of course I know, I just want to see if I can attract others."

Taibai: "..."

For the sake of your performance, I won't make it difficult for you.

Taibai pretended to believe and nodded: "As expected of you, this strategy is really wonderful!"

Rao Zheng Sanlang had a thick skin, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed at this time.

He wiped his face and said, "What's the matter? What are you doing with the master?"

Taibai said: "I just..."

Before he finished speaking, there was an "ah" sound from above his head, and a figure in a brocade cassock fell straight down.

Taibai: "It's the master!"

He immediately raised his hand, ready to catch someone.

Zheng Sanlang pushed him away, and said righteously: "Let's leave this kind of worldly doom to me."

Taibai was pushed down into the pool, looking at him who was plausible and speechless.

God, do you want to show some face?

Zheng Sanlang raised his head, stared at the figure closely, and said, "I'm doing this for your own good."

Is it for my own good, and you don't have any compulsion in your heart?

Taibai got back up again, and didn't compete with him for the opportunity to be courteous, and stood aside.

The falling figure fell straight into... the pool!

"Bam—"

Zheng Sanlang, who was drenched in water, was stunned. He looked at his empty hands, and then at Chen Tangtang, who was only one step away from him and fell into the pool, looking like he was about to collapse.

Taibai folded his hands and reminded in a low voice: "Help me."

Zheng Sanlang wanted to cry but had no tears: "What do you know, this is a warning, a warning that I have nothing to do with the master!"

Taibai: "..."

Hey, what do you want to do to the monks?I didn't expect you to be such a great god!

Zheng Sanlang was immersed in grief, and he did not forget to pull Chen Tangtang up from the pool.

I saw Chen Tangtang's whole body was drenched, and he huddled pitifully into a ball.

Zheng Sanlang immediately stretched out his arms to hug her, but was shivered by her icy skin, but he still tried his best to press her against his hot chest.

Chen Tangtang struggled desperately, and even punched him in the chest several times.

He only heard a few "clicks, clicks", and something seemed to be broken.

Taibai stared at this scene dumbfounded: "You, are you alright?"

Zheng Sanlang vomited blood, and said: "It's okay, what is this, she's using little strength, vomit—"

Taibai stared at the blood clot he spat out.

Hey, are those pieces of your guts?

Zheng Sanlang said calmly: "Oh, I just found some wild fruits in the mist, and they are quite delicious."

Taibai: "..."

Forget it, as long as you are happy.

Zheng Sanlang tightly locked onto the struggling Chen Tangtang, biting his teeth and swallowing the blood.

Huh, it hurts so much, I can't cry, I can't be laughed at.

But... how can my master's hands be so strong?

Zheng Sanlang only thought that she was overly frightened, endured the pain by force, and felt more and more fond of her.

Her clothes were soaked and stuck tightly to her skin, making her look rather indecent.

Taibai dried his clothes with magical powers, took off his robe, and prepared to put it on her body.

At this moment, a cold and curious voice came along with the wind——

"What are you doing?"

The voice was so familiar that the three of them froze at the same time, looking towards the shore.

On the shore, Chen Tangtang was sitting side by side with a young man in white clothes and a silver crown on a big rock. Both of them held their cheeks in their hands and looked at them curiously.

and many more!

If this is Tang Seng, then who is this in their arms?

Zheng Sanlang and Taibai twisted their necks bit by bit, only to see Sun Xingzhe grimacing with a cold face.

What the hell have I done!

Zheng Sanlang looked down at his hands, and found that he was pressing the head of Sun Xingzhe, who was taller than him, into his arms.

Zheng Sanlang spat out a mouthful of blood, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Taibai who was almost petrified, and he had already taken off most of his coat.

Just now the master was watching the three dogs and men hugging and undressing together?

Bah, why even scolded himself.

Sun Xingzhe shook off Zheng Sanlang, and Zheng Sanlang fell into the water limply, his mouth bubbling, and sank to the bottom of the water.

It's over, I have no face to see anyone.

Taibai immediately turned his back and put on his clothes again.

What is it all about!

Sun Xingzhe walked up to Chen Tangtang, looked her up and down, and was relieved to see that she was not injured at all.

The next moment, the golden cudgel was thrown at the boy beside her.

"Don't..." Chen Tangtang just spat out a word.

The white-clothed boy nimbly flipped backwards, the corners of his clothes flying, and dodged his blow.

Sun Xingzhe pointed at him with the golden cudgel, and asked sharply, "Who are you? Is the fog in the valley the fault of you?"

The boy had a delicate face, silver eyes like quicksilver, and long silver hair tied on top of his head by a silver crown. His whole body was white like snow, and it seemed to be cut from the silvery moonlight.

He scratched his head and said shyly, "No, no, this fog is for protecting people."

"Protection?" Sun Xingzhe narrowed his eyes.

Chen Tangtang stood up, looking as if he wanted to say something for him, Sun Xingzhe glanced at her coldly.

Seeing his persistence, Chen Tangtang swallowed the words again.

The young man showed a friendly smile, the smile was full of sunshine and shyness rarely seen by outsiders: "It's like this, I just heard the master say..."

Sun Xingzhe slammed the golden cudgel forward, almost touching his nose: "Whose master are you calling?"

The boy in white took a peek at Chen Tangtang, blushed and lowered his head, and said softly: "If brother doesn't like it, just treat me as the master's servant."

"Tell me about your origin quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Zheng Sanlang climbed up from the pool and said: "Your attitude is very problematic, what did you see in the fog?"

Sun Xingzhe glanced at him, and said coldly: "Not as rich as you, stay away from me, I'm afraid you will rush over again."

Zheng Sanlang froze.

Can you leave this alone?

Zheng Sanlang immediately stood beside Chen Tangtang, covered his mouth with his hand, and secretly complained: "Look at your apprentice, he is so barbaric and reckless, don't let this stick fall on you one day."

Sun Xingzhe glared at Zheng Sanlang.

Chen Tangtang looked natural, and concluded: "No, he won't do that."

Sun Xingzhe raised his golden eyes and gave her a serious look. Even he himself couldn't guarantee it. Where did she get the confidence?

After all, he just broke up the person pretending to be her without hesitation.

He lowered his eyes and took back the golden cudgel.

The silver-haired young man showed a sunny smile, as if he didn't care at all that he threatened to kill him just now.

Zheng Sanlang would not let go of such an opportunity to speak ill, and continued to whisper into Chen Tangtang's ear.

Sun Xingzhe said coldly: "It seems that you want to give me a stick?"

Zheng Sanlang's expression turned strange.

Sun Xingzhe: "If you dare to say what you think, I will destroy you."

Where is it useless?

Zheng Sanlang tightened his legs, facing him like a formidable enemy.

Taibai seemed to have thought of something, he stroked his chin and looked at Chen Tangtang carefully.

Over there, Zheng Sanlang and Sun Xingzhe confronted each other; over here, he quietly moved to Chen Tangtang's side.

"Master, do you already know my true identity?" Taibai showed a kind and gentle smile.

Chen Tangtang stared at him calmly.

Taibai lowered his voice and asked: "Shouldn't you have three hoops?"

"Hoop?" Chen Tangtang showed doubts.

Taibai had a "terrible" expression: "Could it be that he didn't give it to you?"

He said to himself: "I thought he was just good wine, but I didn't expect him to be greedy for this thing! That is a treasure that can bind your apprentice!"

"treasure?"

Taibai nodded: "It's a treasure!"

"You said..." Chen Tangtang rolled up his sleeves, "Could it be this?"

Taibai Jinxing looked at the three hoops on her arms in bewilderment.

Taibaijinxing: "..."

He covered his face with a "snap", rubbed it vigorously, gritted his teeth and said: "Master, you are finished, do you know how fierce your big apprentice is, so many heavenly soldiers and generals back then couldn't stop him?" he……"

"It turns out that he is so powerful."

Taibai raised his head and saw that she was pleased, as if "my family has a child who has just grown up".

"Master, you..."

Chen Tangtang looked at him with a calm expression.

"What are you doing? What is this?"

Sun Xingzhe came over at some point, lowered his head, looked curiously at the golden band on Chen Tangtang's Bai Nennen's forearm, and said in a low voice, "It's pretty pretty."

Oh thanks, that should be yours, as long as you like it.

Taibai stared at the Equaling Sage without a word.

Sun Xingzhe glared at him: "What are you looking at?"

Taibai turned his head and glared at Zheng Sanlang—look at what you have done!

Zheng Sanlang looked innocent.

He would never admit that the drunk was himself.

Sun Xingzhe squeezed Chen Tangtang's arm curiously, and touched the golden hoop: "What is this for?"

Chen Tangtang remembered the conversation of those women.

"It is said that..."

"Ok?"

"Strong ~ Yang?"

Taibai: "..."

Sun Xingzhe: "..."

Young man: "..."

Zheng Sanlang: "...Pfft!"

Chen Tangtang had just finished speaking, and seemed to feel that something was wrong.

If this is the effect of the hoop, then what is the effect of her Tang monk flesh?

Let, make men inseparable?

Huh?What went wrong?

Why does it still feel weird?

Chen Tangtang rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

The author has something to say: Chen Tangtang: Sorry, I reversed the effect

Zheng Yulang: That's because you didn't hear correctly!

Taibai: My heart is so tired.

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Silver Boy: I'm so cute, are you willing to ride me?