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

The people in the whole town surrounded Chen Tangtang solidly.

Some people stuffed things into her arms, some took the opportunity to touch her hands, some people knelt down and kissed her shoe uppers, and the little girls who couldn't squeeze in threw sachets and flowers on her, making her look like a flower monk. .

"Amitabha, sin, sin."

Xiaoqing said viciously: "Get out of the way, be careful I'm not polite."

But he was born with a tender appearance between a boy and a girl, so no one would be afraid of him.

Even some people saw that Chen Tangtang couldn't hold it in his arms, so they stuffed it directly into Xiaoqing's and Zheng Yulang's arms.

When the three of them managed to get out of the encirclement, they split up and got rid of the crowd, and met again in the alley. The three of them stared at each other's new image with wide eyes, and laughed three times at the same time. .

The jade crown on Xuan Lang's gentle Zheng Yulang's head was crooked, his clothes were stained with black palm prints, and he was holding vegetables in his arms that hadn't been cleaned from the soil.

The young and handsome Xiaoqing lost her hair tie, her long hair was messed up, and she was holding a crowing rooster in her hand. The rooster seemed to be at odds with him, and kept pecking at his butt with sideways eyes. hand.

And Chen Tangtang was holding a lot of odds and ends, including a sachet, a jade pendant, a silk tapestry, and a walker. The skirt and sleeves of his clothes were filled with flowers. With a slight movement, there would be The dark fragrance floats.

"This is too scary, what on earth have you done in this town, why do everyone like you so much?" Xiaoqing's strange gaze fell on him, "Even a goblin is not as good as a master, you can confuse people so much right?"

Chen Tangtang shook his sleeves, and petals of different colors came out from the sleeves.

"Amitabha, I don't know why the benefactors in the town treat the poor monk very much..." Chen Tangtang didn't seem to find a suitable title, she shook her head and said helplessly: "Besides, all the benefactors seem to think that as long as you touch the poor monk, Or if you are touched by a poor monk, you will get a lot of blessings."

Xiaoqing's face turned red all of a sudden: "You, you monk Hua, do you know what you are talking about!"

"Uh-touch..."

Chen Tangtang was about to repeat it when he was suddenly interrupted by Zheng Yulang's violent coughing.

"What are you thinking about every day, snake demon!"

Xiaoqing strangled the rooster's neck, and the rooster gave a "clack" sound, and was almost killed by him.

"What, obviously the master said it himself."

Chen Tangtang didn't understand why the expressions of the two of them were both nervous and shy, so he said, "They touched the poor monk's hands, touched the poor monk's feet, hoping that the poor monk could touch their heads...is there anything wrong?"

Xiaoqing and Zheng Yulang had strange expressions on their faces.

Is it because their thinking is too complicated, or is there something wrong with Chen Tangtang's way of speaking? Why do people always feel at a loss?

The two kept looking at her, as if they were looking for some excuses.

Chen Tangtang stared blankly at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking, with a dusty and ignorant expression, as if he could be easily coaxed, if he coaxed her and himself...

Xiaoqing swallowed dumbly, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly seemed to be frightened, and the blush on his face quickly faded, turning pale.

He, what is he doing!

This is a monk, and he pays too much attention to her!

Could it be that he was born a perverted monster?Don't like enchanting female goblins, don't like warm mortal women, have lived for hundreds of years, just to fall in love with such a stubborn monk?

Xiaoqing was startled, and subconsciously let go of her hand, and the rooster in her arms flew out with a "clack" sound, and flew straight at Chen Tangtang.

"Be careful!" Zheng Yulang wanted to shoot the "flying chicken" that suddenly attacked.

Chen Tangtang took a step forward and stopped Zheng Yulang.

Is Jin Chan also protecting me?

Zheng Yulang's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Tangtang stretched out his arm, and the mighty big cock squatted directly on her arm, lowered his head, and rubbed her skin affectionately with his pointed mouth left and right.

Chen Tangtang stretched out his right hand, slightly bent his palm, and slid it lightly and moderately over its shiny and beautiful feathers. The big rooster let out a dull "cluck" from its throat, as if a person had been scratched at an itch. Not comfortable.

Zheng Yulang even saw a glint of greed in those black bean-like corns.

Strange and strange, this rooster didn't seem to be a monster, but he had wisdom first.

Moreover, what kind of physique is Jin Chan, to recruit these ghosts, send away a white snake spirit, and then come a green snake, the green snake has not been sent away yet, this rooster wants to make trouble.

Zheng Yulang rolled up his sleeves and put the fan in his belt.

The big cock, which was squatting on Chen Tangtang's arm and enjoying the beautiful monk's superb smoothing skills, froze suddenly. It flapped its wings and was about to escape when a pair of big hands suddenly covered it.

"Giggle-oooh-oooh-"

Xiaoqing scratched her head and asked foolishly, "Is this how a rooster crows?"

The big cock froze.

Zheng Yulang smiled viciously: "Of course not."

As he spoke, he grabbed the rooster by the neck, swung it in a big circle, and threw the cock directly into the sky.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the rooster became farther and farther away, and finally became a small black dot in the distant sky.

Chen Tangtang looked at his empty palm, but he didn't seem to be able to react yet.

Zheng Yulang once again showed a gentle expression: "This is someone else's chicken, and it must be sent back. Besides, Jinchan, you are a monk and cannot eat meat, so it is useless for us to raise chickens."

Chen Tangtang let out an "oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, she seemed to think of something suddenly, and said hesitantly: "Dick..."

Xiaoqing: "..."

Zheng Yulang: "..."

etc!What are you talking about!

Xiaoqing's whole body was not well, his face was flushed, and he forced his head to hit the wall.

"What is the benefactor doing?" Chen Tangtang was startled by Xiaoqing's actions.

This is the legendary snake spirit disease.

Zheng Yulang touched his neck, and it took him a long time to find his own voice: "You...what were you talking about just now?"

Did she just say something wrong?Why are these people always so inexplicable.

"Did I say there is no problem with the chicken? Will it fall to death?"

With a "snap", Zheng Yulang slapped the fan on his forehead, making a red mark, gritted his teeth and said, "No problem, it has wings."

Chen Tangtang seemed to believe it.

"Going out now will definitely be surrounded again, why don't we discuss what to do?" Zheng Yulang looked around and suggested.

Xiaoqing squatted in the corner and murmured: "I'm a bad snake, I actually treat a monk..."

This stupid person seems to be hopeless.

Zheng Yulang looked at Chen Tangtang again, who was rummaging through the purse in his arms.

This didn't work either.

Zheng Yulang clutched his forehead and was thinking about how to get out when he suddenly heard Chen Tangtang exclaim.

As soon as he looked up, his whole body was about to explode!

"What are you holding! Throw it away!" Zheng Yulang's mouth was trembling with anger.

Xiaoqing was startled by him, looked up in a daze, and immediately gasped, choking so much that she kept coughing.

Chen Tangtang didn't know which purse he pulled out from which purse was his daughter's apron. The red silk apron was filled with enchanting peonies, and the gorgeous words almost climbed onto Chen Tangtang's white and tender fingers.

With a sweep of the folding fan in Zheng Yulang's hand, the gorgeous apron in Chen Tangtang's hand was immediately burned, leaving only a little ashes.

Chen Tangtang rubbed his thumb and index finger.

What a miraculous fire, it didn't burn her.

Moreover, what kind of layman is so powerful, amazing?Fairy?

Zheng Yulang clutched his heart, feeling that Chen Tangtang was harassing him all the time, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all aching from being strangled.

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, after all, this is the wish of the benefactor."

Zheng Yulang Ruyu's cheeks were stained with a peach blossom-like blush, he stared at her, the corners of his eyes were also a little red, he gritted his teeth, and tremblingly said: "Stop talking."

This monk is really annoying.

Chen Tangtang prided herself on being considerate, since the layman refused to mention it, she would not mention it.

She continued to fiddle with the objects thrown by the girls.

Zheng Yulang's eyelids twitched, and with a wave of his hand, he handed over all the things in her arms.

"Don't look, don't look at evil."

"What the layman said makes sense."

Seeing that Zheng Yulang's face was downcast and he looked at him without saying a word, Chen Tangtang was puzzled and said, "Layman?"

"I said," Zheng Yulang's teeth began to ache, "Did you forget my name?"

Chen Tangtang was silent.

"Oh!" He said, this is his nemesis!

"Jin Chan," Zheng Yulang's folding fan "creaked and creaked", "You are really... good!"

He walked away and disappeared into the alley after a while.

Chen Tangtang said helplessly to the air: "Amitabha, lay Buddhists should refrain from impatience and keep a stable state of mind."

Unfortunately no one responded.

Chen Tangtang turned around slowly, and found that Xiaoqing, who had been silent for some time, was holding her face and staring at her blankly, leaving two red marks under her nose.

She squatted in front of Xiaoqing, and her white and tender palms waved in front of his eyes: "Benefactor?"

Xiaoqing's staring eyes moved back and forth following her palm.

Her palms are moderate in size, slender and well-fitting, her fingertips are pink and smooth, and her nails are smooth, like Touhua Ci wrapped in bean paste.

Xiao Qing seemed to be bewitched, she opened her mouth wide, and bit her unsuspecting palm with an "ah".

"Crack-"

Chen Tangtang and Xiaoqing stared at each other, and the alley fell into an embarrassing silence.

Two streams of clear tears poured down Xiaoqing's face.

"Hey? Don't cry." Chen Tangtang wiped the tears on his face with the sleeve of his monk's clothes, but the tears became more and more.

woohoo-

Xiaoqing couldn't cry herself.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Why is this monk's palm so hard? Could it be that she can't practice diamond palm or iron sand palm?

Chen Tangtang whispered: "Amitabha, the poor monk is rude."

She inserted her fingers into his soft and smooth hair, and slowly smoothed it down.

So comfortable.

It was as if the whole body was soaked in the hot spring, all the pores on the body were opened and gently washed by the hot spring.

Xiao Qing shook her eyelashes and stopped crying.However, he finally realized the fact that he had a nosebleed.

He covered his face and ran away crying.

There were three people standing in the empty alley, but now she was the only one left.

Chen Tangtang patted his head, said "Amitabha", and walked out of the alley slowly without being startled or panicked.

There was a heavy "hum" from behind.

Chen Tangtang turned around and heaved a sigh of relief: "So the layman didn't leave."

Zheng Yulang folded his arms, kicked one leg on the wall, and stretched the other leg, making his shoulders wider and waist narrower, his legs long and his butt up.

"Hmph, what did I say, that snake monster just wants to eat you, do you know that your own meat is a great tonic, ordinary monsters..."

"It's a great tonic, a great tonic, after eating it, it will definitely make you golden~ the gun will not fall down, you will be groomed seven times a night, and you will be a groom every night!"

The cries of some medicine seller floated over, just interrupting Zheng Yulang's words.

Chen Tangtang nodded understandingly: "It's a great tonic, so my meat can make people golden~ the gun can't fall..."

"puff--"

The author has something to say: Monster: Children, today the king is going to invite you to eat Tang monk meat!

Chen Tangtang: Amitabha, so this nest of monsters is not good enough, do you need to strengthen your yang?

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