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

Chen Tangtang's monk career for many years has encountered a major crisis!

She was actually lured from one monster's lair to another by a good-looking monster. The problem now is that she doesn't know where this is, let alone escaped, and this monster is staring at her with a good eye. He looked at her as if she would disappear from his sight all at once.

Alas, is it possible that the poor monk is going to try it out today? What does it mean that the poor monk has not started his business halfway, but the middle way collapses?

Chen Tangtang carefully looked at the red-haired and blue-eyed monster, but her eyes were sore from staring, and she didn't see him change his posture.

He looked at her peacefully, staring at her quietly, as if as long as he looked at her and sucked her, everything would be enough.

Chen Tangtang pulled his sleeves and smelled it, only to smell the fishy smell from the river.

At this moment, the red-haired monster stood up suddenly, and the skull hanging around his neck almost hit her nose.

Chen Tangtang covered his nose and was startled.

Immediately afterwards, the man walked out of the cave, turned around and disappeared in the water flow outside the cave.

After confirming that he had disappeared, Chen Tangtang suddenly jumped off the table.

Now is a good time to escape from the hole.

Chen Tangtang hurried to the entrance of the cave and stretched out her hand, but just as her hand touched the entrance of the cave, she touched an invisible film, which was elastic and tough, enveloping the water outside the cave and blocking the water inside the cave. people leave.

She tried to hit the membrane with her whole body, but even with all her weight on it, she couldn't break through the light and thin membrane, and the membrane flicked lightly, and it bounced her back into the hole.

Chen Tangtang rolled up his sleeves.

Then there is no other way, the poor monk has no choice but to offend.

She was about to condense the golden light to break through the barrier, but a hydrated human figure suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and then the human figure slowly solidified, turning into the monster that snatched her back.

The red-haired monster looked at her gestures strangely.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

This is awkward.

I don't know how intelligent this monster is?Can the poor monk fool the past?

Chen Tangtang was racking his brains to think of a solution, but the monster's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed towards her.

Chen Tangtang subconsciously wrapped his body with golden light.

The monster jumped at her... her sleeve?

The red-haired monster rolled down her sleeves nervously, carefully covering her exposed skin.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Why does it look like the poor monk is molesting you?

He shook her hand with a big hand, and squeezed her hand precisely, pursed his lips, his blue eyes were full of black swirls.

"You, you are not allowed to do this again."

His voice was hoarse. After a long time, he turned his head and said softly, "I want to cherish you."

Chen Tangtang was in a daze: "Amitabha, the benefactor may have misunderstood something."

After hearing his words, he seemed to be greatly stimulated, and immediately turned his head. His blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, with a hint of coldness and restraint, and the forbearance seemed to erupt in the next moment. .

However, at this moment, he suddenly lowered his head, and the tip of his nose was close to her cheek. He moved his nose and took a few breaths, and his complexion gradually improved.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

What do you take the poor monk for?

"Put it on." After restraining himself, he handed the clothes in his hands to Chen Tangtang.

Chen Tangtang took it, but found that it was a beautiful dress from his daughter's house, which seemed to be newly made, and he didn't know where he got it in such a short period of time.

"Amitabha, how can a poor monk wear such clothes?"

Chen Tangtang stared at his expression cautiously, but he didn't say anything, and half knelt down towards her.

Chen Tangtang was startled.

But he took out a pair of flower-shaped silk shoes from his bosom and placed them at her feet.

It was only then that Chen Tangtang realized that she had been running around in his cave without her shoes on, and her straw shoes fell on a monster last time... This scene is like cheating without wiping her mouth clean, bah bah !Don't think bad manners, don't think bad manners.

Her two delicate little feet came together and rubbed against each other.

The red-haired monster reached up to catch her foot.

Chen Tangtang took a step back abruptly.

He missed it.

He raised his head and looked at her puzzled.

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together, his face was as cold as the snow on a high mountain: "Amitabha, thank you for your kindness, please forgive the poor monk for not being able to accept these silk shoes. The poor monk is a walking monk and cannot wear such expensive shoes."

The red-haired monster frowned slightly, with a confused expression, as if he had fallen into some memory.

Chen Tangtang glanced at the nine skulls on his chest, and continued: "If the benefactor is willing to show kindness and send the poor monk back to the shore, and help the poor monk find his apprentice, the poor monk will chant sutras for the benefactor day and night. Pray."

"You want to go?" He raised his voice sharply.

Chen Tangtang was unmoved: "Exactly."

"Why?" He stroked the nine skulls with his hand, as if he was stroking his closest lover, "Isn't it good here?"

He stared at her, with a sad and beautiful expression in his deep and shallow eyes, he moved his lips, and asked with difficulty: "Am I not good?"

ha?

Chen Tangtang's brains were almost exhausted.

This benefactor, the poor monk has nothing to do with you, why do you act like the poor monk has an affair with you.

Amitabha, don't say anything against etiquette.

Chen Tangtang still had a restrained face and said: "The poor monk dedicated his life to my Buddha, and his lifelong wish is to seek the truth."

A monster: "..."

What kind of expression is that on your face, don't think dirty, stop thinking!stop!

He couldn't say a word: "Dedicate yourself to my Buddha?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Why are the words so dirty when they come out of your mouth?

Chen Tangtang's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "A beauty is easy to grow old, and in the end there are only bones and skeletons left. I hope that the benefactor will give up his obsession as soon as possible, realize his return when he is lost, and come ashore from the sea of ​​suffering, so that he can achieve a positive result."

"Lost and return? On the shore of the sea of ​​bitterness?" He lowered his head, his gorgeous hair was hanging listlessly on his shoulders, and he gently stroked the skull hanging on his neck. His eyes were like the deep blue sea, which is beyond the reach of the sun. The place.

"It's easier said than done..." His voice was muffled, and some uncontrollable emotion welled up in his throat, "Do you know...you don't know..."

Chen Tangtang was confused, not knowing what he was talking about.

He stared at her intently, dangerously, and stood up abruptly.

She was completely shrouded in his tall figure.

Chen Tangtang saw his hands clenched tightly next to his legs, and his whole body trembled.

"Is the benefactor sick?" Chen Tangtang asked naturally with open eyes.

He was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Is it sick? Yes, I'm sick, I'm dying, it's incurable..."

Chen Tangtang glanced at the skull necklace around his neck.

"Is it something to do with the one you're wearing around your neck?"

A light flashed in his eyes, like the sun on the sea, and his tone was obviously surprised: "Do you remember?"

Chen Tangtang said quietly: "Could it be related to the poor monk?"

The skull was so smooth by his touch, it must be something he couldn't put it down, and he even stroked it several times a day.

His beautiful eyes wavered: "You won't forget, right? This is all..."

He was about to tell the truth, but found that the fake monk in front of him was distracted.

what is itWhat caught her attention?

He turned around with his hands clenched, but saw a few fish sticking to the membrane outside the cave.

hateful!Get her attention... not even a fish!

He raised his hand and used his supernatural powers, the fish outside the cave were sucked in by him suddenly, only a small golden fish escaped from his palm.

He squinted at the little golden fish that escaped.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of loving life, almsgiver, why should it be so?"

The red-haired monster turned her head, only to find that her eyes became colder.

His heart shrank violently, he immediately picked up the fish, and said nervously: "Look! Look! I didn't...I didn't hurt it!"

As soon as he lifted the fish, the fish suddenly jumped up, and with a kind of fearless energy, he slapped his face twice with its tail.

He stretched out his hand to catch it, but for some reason, the fish seemed to be smarter than before, so it flicked suddenly.Jumped into Chen Tangtang's arms.

Chen Tangtang was also startled, and immediately stretched out his hand to catch it.

His original movement to torture the fish stopped.

The black-backed fish didn't give him face, turned its head, and spat out a mouthful of river water at him with a "poof".

The unsuspecting red-haired monster was showered all over his head and face.

He blinked his blue eyes, a little dazed, as if he hadn't realized what happened, water droplets slid down his cheeks, and there was still a piece of green weed sticking to his bright red hair.

Chen Tangtang lowered his head and laughed with a "puchi".

He greedily stared at her smiling face, touched the back of her head, his eyes shone gently, and the corners of his lips turned up, and he smirked along with her smile.

Chen Tangtang stared at his eyes, and found that the violence and gloom in his eyes had all disappeared, and he was extremely calm inside.

He doesn't seem that scary either.

Chen Tangtang subconsciously touched the fish in his arms. He thought it would be wet, cold, and slippery. However, when she touched it with her fingertips, it felt like touching human skin—gentleness ,ups and downs.

She lowered her head, the fish's pectoral fin rested on her arm like a puppy's paw, its dorsal fin swayed slightly, and a pair of black peas-like eyes looked at her, making one feel like a spring breeze.

This familiar feeling...

"Speaking of..." the deep voice of the red-haired monster sounded, and Chen Tangtang looked subconsciously.

He smiled lowly and asked softly, "Do you believe in past lives?"

Chen Tangtang said "Amitabha Buddha": "The cause of the past life, the result of the present life, the poor monk believes in cause and effect, and also believes in the past life and present life."

"Then..." He took a step forward eagerly, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, "What if, I said, I know you? I knew you in the last life, the last life..."

His expression was serious and sincere, not like he was lying.

Chen Tangtang was thinking, but suddenly his thumb hurt.

She lowered her head and saw the fish with black back and white belly actually bit her.

Seeing this scene, the face of the red-haired monster suddenly darkened: "Let's cook such a disobedient thing."

Chen Tangtang protected Yu'er: "Why is this so? God has the virtue of being good..."

Before she finished speaking, he nodded like a tamed wild dog, and said meekly: "Well, what you said is right."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

The poor monk has not finished speaking.

The fish in her hand also rolled her eyes.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" above the cave, followed by a burst of shaking.

Chen Tangtang also shook along with the vibration, and the red-haired monster immediately rushed up and supported her.

She looked up and saw that the night pearls inlaid on the roof of the cave were falling down with the vibration.

He protected her head with one hand, and shouted towards the outside of the cave: "Which despicable person dares to attack me!"

A loud voice came from outside: "It's your grandpa! Your grandpa and I even made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then, not to mention your little cave!"

"You little goblin, quickly bring my master back!"

See the devil's goblin!

The red-haired monster was furious, and roared angrily: "Who is a little goblin! Bah! Who has seen your master! Wait until I meet you!"

The red-haired monster turned to Chen Tangtang and said, "Stay here, don't move around, I'll come when I go."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and a treasure staff with cold light suddenly appeared in his hand.

He carried the treasure staff forward, and was about to pass through the water mist film, but suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and gave Chen Tangtang a consoling smile: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you, this time..." He paused, with a hint of gloom in his eyes, "I won't let anyone take you away .”

After that, he left without looking back.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

A certain apprentice who turned into a fish: "..."

Human eyes and fish eyes are facing each other.

Chen Tangtang: "Apprentice, tell me, is this monster..." She stretched out a finger and pointed, "...not so good at thinking?"

The fish let out a chuckle, the laughter was so familiar, it was Bajie's voice.

Bajie moved his pectoral and pelvic fins, and lay lazily in her palm, even with his white belly turned up, he said softly, "I'm a salted fish, I don't know anything."

Chen Tangtang stretched out his index finger and lightly pressed on his white belly.

With a "swipe", his white belly turned pink like a peach blossom.

The author has something to say: Drifting Monk: You wait here, don't move around casually, I'll kill that little fairy who made you miss it!

Chen Tangtang: ...Get out!