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

"This whip is a seven-star whip made of dragon skin. You can try it."

Chen Tangtang asked softly: "Is it really possible?"

Zhen Yuanzi gave a cold "hmm".

Chen Tangtang held the handle of the whip, and looked at him calmly.

Do you really want to try it on him?

Forget it, let's do it, he is not as good as hell who goes to hell.

Chen Tangtang held up the whip, and was about to lash him hard——

"This medicine is for your apprentice."

Hey?

Chen Tangtang's hand suddenly stopped.

Zhen Yuanzi raised his head, looking puzzled at the whip she swung high.

Chen Tangtang quickly grasped the head of the whip with his left hand, pulled the whip with both hands, and said solemnly: "Well, this whip is very tough and feels good to the touch."

Oh my god, it was almost embarrassing, but fortunately the poor monk responded quickly.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded: "This is also a magic weapon, because monsters and gods have magical powers to protect them, and ordinary weapons can't do anything about it. Because this whip is made of dragon skin, all gods, monsters and monsters in the three realms can be beaten by it." Break the defense and make them feel pain."

Why?Hey?

is that so?Are you just showing the magic weapon to the poor monk?

Chen Tangtang didn't believe in evil, pointed to the rope and said, "Then what is this?"

Isn't the rope also a magic weapon to be displayed?

Zhen Yuanzi picked up the rope, and lightly wiped it with the other hand, and the black rope actually shone golden.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Is a broken rope really a magic weapon?

"This is the Immortal Binding Rope. Although it is called the Immortal Binding Rope, no matter it is a fairy or a monster, it can firmly bind it and prevent them from breaking free."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

The poor monk apologized to these magic weapons that were misunderstood by the poor monk.

"Hmm..." Chen Tangtang suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that the apprentice of the poor monk is tied up with this kind of rope now?"

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the window.

Chen Tangtang was curious: "What happened?"

He hooked the corner of his mouth, then quickly pursed it again: "It's nothing."

"The immortal rope is a rare treasure. Even I don't have so many. They are just tied with ordinary hemp rope."

"Oh." Chen Tangtang seemed to believe his words.

Her reaction made Zhen Yuanzi feel extremely uncomfortable.

He raised his chin, using this movement to hide his careless expression: "But..."

Chen Tangtang stared at his chin.

Zhen Yuanzi stared into her beautiful eyes: "Your apprentices all have some supernatural powers, and they should have escaped by this time."

He seemed to have something to say.

Chen Tangtang: "Amitabha, please speak frankly."

Zhen Yuanzi flattened the corners of his mouth, stared at her and said seriously: "The catastrophe is imminent and they fly separately. Without your restraint, wouldn't they be able to resume their previous free life?"

"You're right."

The corners of his lips could not help but curl up, but he still tried his best to restrain it.

"They will leave you in the end. Those who should be the Monkey King will lead their monkeys and grandchildren to be happy; those who should enjoy the secular life will marry wives and have children; those who should be the monster in the river will continue to be his. monster."

"Really?" Chen Tangtang thought thoughtfully, "Is this what they want?"

Chen Tangtang simply put aside this question and focused on another matter.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was about to continue fooling around, had already prepared his next lines.

"So, what about this silver candlestick?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Wait, didn't we just talk about your apprentice?I'm not instigating rebellion... Ah no, am I trying to persuade you?When did your focus jump here again?

Moreover, a silver candlestick is a silver candlestick.

Zhen Yuanzi: "Why are you so interested in this candlestick?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

This said, it seems that the poor monk is very interested in certain fields.

For Chen Tangtang, it's more serious than talking flirts with her... Ah bah, she will never lose to anyone.

Chen Tangtang smiled slightly, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he said righteously: "Because the head fairy just put this candlestick together with these magic weapons, the poor monk wonders if this candlestick is also a magic weapon?"

Zhen Yuanzi pursed his lips inexplicably: "No."

"Well?"

"It's just an ordinary silver candlestick. I brought it here, just to let the elder see what's on the table."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

To tease the poor monk?Beat you.

"Amitabha, that's how it is. The poor monk has been taught."

Zhen Yuanzi counted her eyelashes, thinking: now we can talk about your apprentices, right?

"Why did the Immortal Elder show these magic weapons to the poor monk?" Chen Tangtang raised his head with doubts in his eyes.

This innocent expression is really killing the purity, like a newly born fawn, exploring the world with ignorant eyes.

Zhen Yuanzi's hand behind his back spread out and then clenched, clenched and then spread out.

Although his face is still as cold as ice, the light in his eyes has already opened: "I know that you, elder, also have supernatural powers. I took out these magic weapons just to tell the elder that as long as the elder can save my precious tree, I will let you go. Give these magic weapons to the elders, and..."

"Okay, the poor monk will try his best." Chen Tangtang readily agreed.

However, Zhen Yuanzi's mouth was still open, as if he hadn't finished speaking.

"Why does the fairy look like this?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Because I haven't said my real purpose yet. What I said before was all foreshadowing this. Who would have thought that you would just agree so casually.

Zhen Yuanzi closed his mouth, coughed lightly, and was about to continue talking.

"It's not good, Master, it's not good—"

Zhen Yuanzi's words were choked back in his throat.

Chen Tangtang's attention was distracted by the shouts at the door.

Zhen Yuanzi ignored Qingfeng's yelling, anyway, he would have been there long ago.

"...Not only that, I will be with you..."

"That... sorry, there seems to be a hurry outside the door." Chen Tangtang pointed at the door and said curiously.

Zhen Yuanzi had a childlike face coldly: "Don't worry about it."

"Oh."

Zhen Yuanzi: "I will be with you..."

"Master, golden hair, black hair and red hair ran away together with the white horse!"

Chen Tangtang came to a sudden: "Ah, he is the apprentice of the poor monk."

Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that he wanted to swallow fire, he waved his sleeve, and the door that Qingfeng couldn't push open suddenly opened.

Qingfeng almost fell down and hurriedly told the master about it.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded: "I understand, you step back."

"Yes, Master." Before going out, Qingfeng glanced at Chen Tangtang.

When the two of them were left in the room again, Zhen Yuanzi turned around and said, "Did you see that? You were abandoned by them."

However, on Chen Tangtang's face, there was no trace of the anger and resentment of being abandoned and betrayed as he imagined. Her expression was calm and peaceful, as if she had already transcended the world.

Is this also the reason why there is no root of love?

Zhen Yuanzi looked up at her head.

Who broke her heart?

"You... don't be sad." Zhen Yuanzi said tentatively, but he was really not suitable for such gentle and comforting words, even if he tried to say them, he would feel cold.

Chen Tangtang looked blank: "Ah? Sad? Is there no poor monk?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "Aren't you sad? Not angry? Don't you hate them for abandoning you?"

Chen Tangtang said softly: "The monks pay attention to the purity of the six senses, how could you get angry over such a trivial matter?"

"Small thing?"

"Yeah, what parent would be angry if the kids want to go out and play?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Do you raise your apprentice as a child?

Then your apprentice treats you... Hey - it's really exciting.

"Besides, the poor monk believes in his apprentices, they have their own unspeakable secrets, so they made such a bad plan."

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flickered, and suddenly he turned his back and muttered something, but Chen Tangtang didn't hear clearly.

It seemed that he didn't intend to continue asking, Chen Tangtang secretly breathed out.

Although she said that she believed that the apprentices had something to hide, in fact, she just said it for Zhen Yuanzi to hear. After all, no matter how conflicted with the family, it has nothing to do with him as an outsider, so why let him see the joke.

As for herself, Chen Tangtang still said "follow the fate", she could feel that the fate of several people was not broken, even if she wanted to leave each other, it would be difficult to do so.

"You can think whatever you want, but, my precious tree... you have already agreed, if you can be cured, I will be with you..." Zhen Yuanzi thought about the scenes that were often interrupted before, and wanted to come here It was also God's will, so he took a step back and said: "Be sworn obeisance to you, and you will be my younger brother from now on."

Chen Tangtang nodded happily: "That's the poor monk's advantage, with such a powerful immortal brother like you."

Zhen Yuanzi shot by this horse is refreshed.

"Okay, okay, okay!" He clenched his palms excitedly, "Today is too late, I will take you to the yard tomorrow."

Chen Tangtang shook his head: "No need, the precious tree is my brother's favorite thing after all, how can we procrastinate at will, let's go and have a look."

Her "brother" made Zhen Yuanzi feel as if he was thousands of years younger in an instant, and he could walk like a flutter, so there was no way he couldn't respond to her.

Zhen Yuanzi touched the jade stag and thought: Sure enough, it is a misfortune and a blessing. Although he took a step back and proposed to be sworn brothers, isn't this a kind of progress?

The two came to the outside of the yard with their own thoughts, and they heard the voice of talking through the wall.

Who is this?

Chen Tangtang thought: Could it be that the apprentices came back to help?

Zhen Yuanzi thought to himself: Could it be that her apprentice came to make trouble?

The two stood by the wall, neither of them spoke. A holy monk and a great immortal just listened to the corner of the wall openly.

A person inside the wall said impatiently: "You are useless, why didn't you call me sooner? You are called like this when you are beaten up. After all, you are also a spiritual root born when the world was not yet chaotic, and it is too disappointing for us at the same time." face!"

There was no other voice in the yard, but that person seemed to have received a response, and continued to blame: "I won't help, I won't help, and you don't think about how much effort it will take to help me, even if I can make you die , I don’t have Guanyin Yujing nectar at the bottom of the bottle in my hand to bring you back to life, and I don’t bother to find him...Okay, okay, don’t cry, it’s annoying, then you choose, you want to lie down and die, Or are you going to stand and die?"

The person who spoke is really weird, and his words are tricky, but since he has the method of killing ginseng fruit trees, he cannot be easily let go.

"Hey, you choose quickly, I can't expose, hurry up, if you can't choose, then I will come to see you tomorrow, I don't want to run into that person, that person is really a broom star, I want more Have a good few days."

The man didn't wait for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Alright, alright, I can already smell that man's scent, I really have to leave."

How can I let him go!

Chen Tangtang stepped into the courtyard one step at a time: "Amitabha, benefactor, please stay."

The man with his back to her froze suddenly.

Chen Tangtang took a closer look——

The man was wearing a black cloak in the night, which almost merged with the night, making it difficult to make out his figure.

"This benefactor..."

The man jumped up, as if to escape.

Immortal Zhenyuan flicked the jade stew, and a silver light forced towards the man, cutting off his way to heaven.

The man fell down again, stomping his feet angrily.

"Donor, please don't get me wrong, we have no malicious intentions."

The man jumped away from Chen Tangtang's side in a "crush", wrapped himself in the cloak, and said in a muffled voice, "Stay away from me."

Chen Tangtang was a little confused.

Do you think the poor monk looks capable of fighting?Afraid of what the poor monk would do?

Chen Tangtang didn't want to let this opportunity to save the ginseng fruit tree slip away, so he obediently took a few steps back.

The man hugged himself tightly and muffled: "Even if you stand up, there will be no nectar from Guanyin."

"Manna water..." Chen Tangtang showed a thoughtful expression.

Immortal Zhenyuan shook the jade scorpion, and said to the man who was hiding his head and showing his tail: "The aura in your body..."

"Hey! Hey! If you want to talk about it again, I won't be able to save you!" The man raised his voice, very angry.

Immortal Zhenyuan said coldly: "Then you can save me."

The man muttered, "It's really bad luck."

As he said that, he kicked on the trunk of the ginseng fruit tree with a "boom", without treating this tree as a sacred tree at all.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

This man's temper is really bad.

The man in the black cloak stood beside the sacred tree with his head lowered, and was about to cast a spell. Suddenly, he raised his head vigilantly and looked towards the wall.

Chen Tangtang also followed his gaze.

Zhen Yuanzi who just counted this scene: "..."

I saw a golden head, a black head, a red head and a silver head protruding from the wall of the yard.

This situation is very similar to that of voles in the field secretly poking their heads out of the holes row by row to check the situation.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Disciples, what are you doing hanging on other people's walls?

The mysterious man in the black cloak said impatiently: "Whose head is mature, take it away soon."

Chen Tangtang walked to the wall without a word.

Alas, I'd better collect my own head.

Because the fence in the yard was not too high, Chen Tangtang stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand——

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"Boom!"

Knocked each of them on the head respectively.

The author has something to say: The second watch is here.

Tang Tang: The poor monk believes that the apprentices have their own unspeakable secrets.

Disciples: Who has the unspeakable secrets of a man!

Zhen Yuanzi: Do you need medicine?Free yo.

Apprentices: Get out!