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

In the early morning, the sun passed through the window and fell on Chen Tangtang's face.

The cinnabar mole between Chen Tangtang's eyebrows danced in the halo, and his eyelashes shuttled among the golden sands.

Sun Xingzhe leaned against the head of the bed, looking at his master boredly, but his fingers seemed to have a will of their own, and they quietly poked over, gently touching those fine and soft eyelashes.

Chen Tangtang's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He withdrew his hand sharply.

Chen Tangtang opened his eyes and saw his big apprentice standing in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, his back straight.

She breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "You surprised me."

Sun Xingzhe gave a cold "hmm".

Chen Tangtang stretched and sat up.

She was bathed in the sun, with sleepy eyes: "Today's weather is really nice."

Sun Xingzhe pointed to the basin not far away and said, "I've already prepared the washing water for you, Master, and... Master's cassock~ has been worn for a long time, and it still needs to be washed."

"But, as a teacher..."

Before Chen Tangtang finished speaking, Sun Xingzhe picked up a dark red gown. It seemed that the gown had just been dried, and it was still warm.

"This is..." Chen Tangtang looked at him puzzled.

Sun Xingzhe said: "I found this. Master doesn't have any other clothes when he is away. You can use it for now, and you can change into it when the cassock is dry."

Chen Tangtang nodded and said softly, "Amitabha."

The poor monk's brocade cassock and nine-ringed tin staff are all in Wujing's place, and it is not known where he went with the poor monk's burden.

Chen Tangtang knew that such a cheap way of doing things would be inevitable on the road, so he changed into that dark red gown.

Sun Xingzhe put the white veil hat that he had conjured up on her head again, just covering her naked head.

The red dress and white gauze had an indescribably half-celestial, half-demon aura.

Sun Xingzhe bent down and stared at her eyes seriously: "Are you really my master?"

Chen Tangtang thought for a while, then suddenly rolled up his sleeves.

Sun Xingzhe quickly rolled up Master's sleeves again, and said in his mouth, "Master, don't do this."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

What do you think the poor monk is going to do?

"Apprentice, as a teacher, I want to show you something."

Sun Xingzhe looked suspicious, and vaguely felt that this sentence seemed to have been heard somewhere, as if he wanted to see the big baby or something...

Is his master...

Sun Xingzhe narrowed his golden eyes.

Chen Tangtang rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the three gold hoops on his arms: "Have you ever remembered anything, apprentice?"

Sun Xingzhe's heart twitched, it hurt so much.

However, he didn't show anything on his face, and his tone was even colder: "No."

"Oh." Chen Tangtang calmly lowered his eyes.

A wave of regret welled up in Sun Xingzhe's heart. He secretly looked at her, but he didn't know what she was thinking.

Tang Seng tidied up his clothes and walked out of the house first. The sky reflected on her face, her complexion was like new snow, and her whole body was like snow on a mountain.

Sun Xingzhe chased after him holding the cassock that Master had taken off.

The two stopped and walked along the way, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, they came to a forest.

The forest is quiet, and there is a scent of fresh grass.

Sun Xingzhe helped the master to sit on a stone beside him.

"Master, I'm going to fetch water, so don't wander off."

After finishing speaking, he drew a circle around Master with a golden cudgel.

Chen Tangtang said lightly: "Being a teacher is not a child, you should worry too much, disciple."

Sun Xingzhe scratched the back of his head, full of helplessness.

Master, you are more worrying than a child.

"Master, don't go out of the circle!"

Chen Tangtang nodded lightly.

Sun Xingzhe had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Obviously nothing happened, I don't know why he is always particularly worried about his master, as if all the beings in the three realms miss his master, hehe, how is this possible?

Hmm, he must be thinking too much.

Sun Xingzhe drifted away.

Chen Tangtang fanned himself with his sleeve.

At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance.

Chen Tangtang couldn't help thinking of his BMW apprentice.

She looked up, but saw a cold light shooting straight at her, and with a "Dang", it hit her golden light, and the arrow body was broken in half.

Although Chen Tangtang was not injured, she was taken aback. She subconsciously dodged backwards, lost her balance, fell down from the stone, and rolled out of the circle.

The sound of horseshoes is getting closer...

Chen Tangtang knelt on the grass, pressed the curtain hat above his head with his right hand, and looked back.

When the wind suddenly picked up, it wrinkled her white gauze and red dress, like soft spring waves in a pool of water.

Through the thin veil, she could clearly see the person coming.

I saw a person wearing golden armor, riding a white horse, holding a carved bow, with a noble and noble face, and a pair of clear and bright youthful eyes.

He held the rein tightly, staring at her blankly, without blinking his eyes.

He also saw the beauty at the end of the red glow and mist clearly, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a rare beauty in the world.

Could it be...

The visitor coughed softly, cupped his hands and saluted, and asked in a gentle voice: "May I ask if my sister is a mountain ghost in this mountain forest? Or is it a female fairy in the sky?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Can't you see that the poor monk is a monk?

Chen Tangtang touched his head, but his hand touched Mu Li.

Ah, by the way, she still has something on her head.

Before Chen Tangtang had time to speak, the visitor had already jumped off the horse, walked quickly to Chen Tangtang, squatted down, and looked at her face to face.

He held out his hand to her.

Chen Tangtang stared at him calmly to see what he was going to do.

The golden crown on his head shook, and his fingertips reached her face.

She could smell the iron and blood on his fingertips. He seemed to have just touched a weapon and hunted a prey.

The noble boy tilted his head and smiled, and suddenly put down the veil she had raised.

Chen Tangtang was puzzled.

The boy smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sister, I recognize your identity."

Is the poor monk so famous?

Chen Tangtang was still wondering, the noble boy suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged her up.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Didn't you just say that you recognized the identity of the poor monk?What are you doing with the poor monk?Is this a custom in your country?

The young man said softly: "Sister Fairy must have sprained her foot, otherwise she wouldn't have looked at me motionless just now."

Can't the poor monk be distracted?

Boy, thinking too much is a disease!

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking very high-spirited and precious.

He helped her onto the horse.

Chen Tangtang stroked the beautiful mane of that tall horse, and missed his BMW apprentice even more.

"Wait a minute, poor..."

The young man jumped onto the horse.

He whispered into her ear, "I'm sorry, sister."

As soon as his words fell, Chen Tangtang smelled a burst of fragrance at the end of his nose, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell into a sweet sleep.

When Chen Tangtang opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on a gold and white jade bed. The bed frame was inlaid with precious stones and pearls, and the bed curtain was vine purple with gold thread inlaid on it.

Such a magnificent room... Where exactly is this place?

Chen Tangtang sat up with his feet hanging on the ground, which was covered with a soft carpet.

There seems to be something wrong.

At this time, behind the layers of rattan and purple curtains, a woman's inquiry came: "Is the fairy lady awake?"

Fairy Empress?

What the hell is this called?

Chen Tangtang coughed, "Please don't call him that."

The woman timidly said: "But, this is an order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Prince?

Is it the boy who knocked her out?

It's strange, what does he want to do when a prince faints a monk?

Chen Tangtang was suspicious, the woman said "forgive me" and opened the curtain and walked in.

The women dress like palace servants.

"Amitabha, may I ask where this female Bodhisattva is?"

The woman kept her head down, and whispered: "My lady fairy, you can't say that in front of the prince, the prince will not like it."

What does it matter to the poor monk whether he likes it or not?

"There may be a misunderstanding here, poor monk..."

The maid said softly: "You don't have to pretend to be a monk anymore, our prince already knows about it."

knew? !

Chen Tangtang reached out to scratch his head, but touched his hair.

Could it be that the poor monk has transformed again?

She reached out to touch it, and found that her bare head was covered with a wig.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Wait, what's the situation? Why does the poor monk feel that his head is not enough?

"The servant will do your makeup for you."

"No no no, no need."

Chen Tangtang came back to his senses, looked down, and saw that he had changed into a beautiful dress, which was a woman's dress!

She touched her chest, which was as flat as her back, and regained a little calmness.

"Excuse me, who changed the clothes for the poor monk?"

The maidservant knelt down on the ground with an "ah" sound: "Madam Fairy, please forgive me, it was replaced by servants, did you hurt Madam Fairy?"

"No no no, no."

Chen Tangtang went to help her, but she refused to get up.

"Fairy Maid, please spare this servant. You need to dress up. If His Royal Highness sees your current appearance, then this servant's life will be in danger."

How could the prince be so violent here?

Chen Tangtang said softly: "Don't worry, if the crown prince comes down, the poor monk will make it clear to him that the poor monk is a monk."

The maid raised her head, her delicate face was full of doubts: "But, will the monk have a girl?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Damn, what a poor monk has never seen before, but he was recognized in front of a mortal prince.

Although there are many people's blindfolds on her body, she is a woman after all, and if someone changes her clothes, she can recognize it.

Chen Tangtang couldn't help touching his chest again.

Unexpectedly, they can be recognized like this. The poor monk really doesn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Female Bodhisattva, how did you change clothes for the poor monk?"

The maid's face was flushed, and she gave Chen Tangtang a coquettish look.

No, no, no, don't get me wrong, it doesn't make sense for the poor monk to ask this question.

The palace maid said in a low voice: "Of course it's because you don't have an Adam's apple anymore, the fairy lady, and because the jade body of the fairy lady is precious, so the servant girl's change of clothes is just a change of clothes for you."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Ah, the poor monk is at ease.

She did not give up and said: "But, have you ever seen a woman with a bald head? The poor monk is really a monk."

The palace maid smiled: "Although our Wuji country is a small country, we still communicate with the outside world. Naturally, we have heard about women's baldness. This is far from the anecdote of men insisting that they are women."

Could it be that the poor monk is ignorant?

"What are you talking about?"

The sudden clear voice surprised Chen Tangtang and the servants.

The palace maid hastily knelt down and assumed the most respectful posture.

Chen Tangtang followed the prestige.

I saw a young man in purple, wearing a golden crown on his head, holding a white jade fan, with the tip of the fan lightly picking up the purple gauze, meandering through a purple cloud.

When he saw Chen Tangtang, he smiled: "Sister Fairy is really more beautiful dressed like this."

Chen Tangtang had a straight face, with bare makeup, like a jade man on a snow mountain, except for a little cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, which was as bright as fire.

"Why did His Highness the Crown Prince do this? Unexpectedly, he brought the poor monk stunned here."

The prince smiled and said: "Sister Fairy, don't worry, this is Wuji Country, don't you want to look around?"

"Amitabha, Your Highness, please answer the poor monk's question directly."

The prince smiled and said, "Can't we talk while watching the scenery?"

He leaned over to Chen Tangtang, and handed her a white jade fan in his hand: "Sister Fairy, have pity on me. I just came back from hunting outside the city, and I was busy looking for this white jade fan before I took a breather." Sister you."

He opened his eyes, showing a pitiful and wronged expression.

Chen Tangtang said coldly: "Your Highness, the poor monk is a monk."

The prince smiled and said: "I only know that you are the fairy sister I discovered. Since I discovered it, why can't I bring you with me?"

This man is really stubborn.

"Sister, let's go eat first, maybe after dinner, I will let my sister go."

Chen Tangtang's heart skipped a beat.

The prince continued to laugh: "I hunted a deer today, shall we eat roasted deer meat?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a vegetarian."

"Then how about I take Sister Fairy to the most famous vegetarian restaurant in our Wuji country?"

Chen Tangtang moved his index finger.

However, her face was always indifferent: "I also hope that His Royal Highness will keep his promise."

The prince smiled and handed over the white jade fan.

Chen Tangtang had no choice but to accept it.

Her complexion was as white as snow, and her fingers were soft and slender. Now that she held this white jade fan, she really couldn't tell where the hands were and where the jade was.

As the two walked out, the prince stopped suddenly.

Chen Tangtang looked coldly.

The prince said softly, "Sister Fairy, wait a minute."

"His Royal Highness, can you stop calling me the poor monk and fairy sister?"

The crown prince shook his head with a smile: "That's not acceptable. Looking at my sister's appearance, this should be a title that belongs to me alone. How can I give up?"

At a young age, I really don't learn well.

"Your Highness?" The palace maid held a pair of embroidered shoes studded with pearls.

The prince took it over, and his noble expression became extremely gentle: "Let me carry the shoes for the fairy sister?"

"No, no..."

The prince's eyes showed surprise: "Then sister wants me to go out with her in my arms? Is my sister good or bad?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

It was calculated by you.

Chen Tangtang: "Forget it."

The prince showed a satisfied smile, lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down in front of Chen Tangtang's feet, and helped her put on her shoes.

Chen Tangtang's eyes were attracted by a small milk dragon in his golden crown.

The dragon milk barked at Chen Tangtang in a childish voice, its eyes still half-opened.

I wonder if this dragon can transform into a horse?

Before finding Ao Lie, find a replacement first?

Forget it, forget it, this milk dragon must be the prince's luck, I didn't expect such an incomprehensible prince to still have dragon aura, maybe when the poor monk returns from learning scriptures, he will have become the prince of the black chicken country My king, when the time comes, I must find a way to get around it.

The prince put on the shoes for her, then led her out of the palace gate, and told her about the customs and customs of the Wuji Kingdom.

Chen, Tang and Tang walked all the way, and saw towering pavilions, a lot of shops, people living and working in peace and contentment, and soldiers holding their heads high. This Wuji country must be rich and peaceful.

The prince led her to a vegetarian restaurant, and the two were sitting by the window eating, when they suddenly heard someone from downstairs calling out——

"Master National Teacher is here!"

National Division?

Chen Tangtang looked in the direction of the crowd.

The prince's complexion was not very good, and he said coldly: "It's just a person who is fishing for fame. A few years ago, there was a Taoist priest, and the father sworn brothers with him, and they ate and slept together. The emperor's Bai Yugui ran away. Not long ago, there appeared another such an evil man, and I don't know if it was some kind of goblin, but the emperor actually regarded him as the national teacher."

Leprechaun?

Chen Tangtang became more and more curious.

Downstairs, four boys and girls dressed in white, carrying a basket, sprinkled the flowers in the basket on the avenue, paving the road with flowers.

The corner of Chen Tangtang's mouth twitched.

This pretentious pomp.

There are four more beautiful maidservants in white clothes, carrying censers to open the way.

This fragrance is like the new lotus after the rain, which can't help but calm people down.

Behind them are four warriors in white clothes, carrying a small sedan chair surrounded by white gauze.

The breeze is gentle, the white gauze flutters, sending strands of fragrance.

The prince pursed his lips and said: "I really didn't see it. These messy postures really fascinated those ignorant women."

Indeed, pedestrians on the street spontaneously stood on both sides, and beautiful women and women threw their sachets and flowers towards the small sedan chair, but unfortunately they were all blocked by the white gauze, and then fell to the ground. It is: a foolishness is in vain.

Chen Tangtang was even more curious about what the person in the sedan chair looked like, which could make people so fanatical?

The prince sneered and said to the attendant: "Bring it."

The attendant immediately offered a sachet respectfully.

The prince squeezed the sachet, and there was a crisp knocking sound inside.

Chen Tangtang looked up.

The prince smiled and said to Chen Tangtang: "I have put a few iron lumps inside, I will let you watch a good show later."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Your Highness, are you jealous?

Seeing the fairy sister looking at him, the prince was shocked, and thoughtfully said: "Does the fairy sister want to try her hand? Then this is for you, don't be polite to me, I do this every day."

Then you are free enough.

The prince forced the sachet into Chen Tangtang's hands.

Chen Tangtang didn't want to hurt people with the iron lump, so he threw it to a place where no one was around.

Coincidentally, the wrestler carrying the sedan chair twisted her ankle, and the sedan chair tilted slightly. Her sachet hit the roof of the sedan chair with a "dong" sound, and then slid down along the arc of the sedan chair roof.

Chen Tangtang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he breathed a sigh of relief, a white and slender hand suddenly protruded from the sedan chair, and that hand lightly caught the sachet.

At the same time, the other hand pushed aside the white gauze, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked upstairs, meeting her clear eyes like water.

The peach blossoms are illuminated by the water, and one glance can last thousands of years.

Chen Tangtang was startled, and recognized the person in the sedan chair.

The owner of those eyes is none other than her second apprentice Bajie.

The author has something to say: Tang Tang: Disciple, you are good at acting

Bajie: Wherever it is, it is taught well by the elder brother

Sun Walker: Give me a stick from my old grandson!