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

Sun Xingzhe said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, let's get out of here quickly!"

The two fishes were under Chen Tangtang's arms, as if they were urging her to leave.

"Wait, there is one more thing I didn't tell you as a teacher."

The two subconsciously felt that it was better not to listen.

But Chen Tangtang said it anyway: "I have found your third junior brother for my master."

Both fish froze at the same time.

Chen Tangtang turned around, held a fish in one hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Sun Xingzhe and Bajie looked at each other the same way, and then they all set their eyes on Chen Tangtang.

Sun Xingzhe said: "Forget it, the family needs to be neat and orderly. Anyway, I just saw Yue Lao who came here on the shore just now, so we should settle the matter."

Bajie smiled: "Then please ask senior brother to find third junior brother. You can rest assured that I will accompany master."

Sun Xingzhe widened his eyes.

Counted!

He was about to retort, but when he turned his head and saw Master's clear eyes, the words swirled around in his mouth before swallowing them back.

He lowered his eyes and said: "Okay, this matter is on me, but if I find that you have lost Master again, then don't blame me for being cruel and roasting you."

Bajie rolled in Chen Tangtang's palm, not caring what he said at all.

Sun Xingzhe left with a cold snort.

Chen Tangtang picked up Bajie and was about to say something, Bajie suddenly plunged into her sleeve vigilantly and said: "Master, he is here."

You are skilled in drilling clothes as a teacher, aren't you?

Chen Tangtang turned around in a daze, only to see Prince Moang tied the little dragon with a rope, and dragged him over forcefully.

The little dragon's skin was red, and it crawled on the sandy bottom of the sea, rubbing against the ground violently, and breathing heavily.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Amitabha, may the donor be in Risha?

Prince Moang seemed to feel ashamed to have such a relative, so he couldn't help shaking his head, and said in a low voice: "If he hurt the elder, I will apologize to the elder on his behalf. He has been stubborn since he was a child, who would have thought that he would still Let's go... the elders."

Please don't talk like we two had anything!

Prince Mo Ang took a look at her expression, and immediately changed the subject: "I will take him back to the Dragon Palace and discipline him strictly. Please rest assured, the elder, there will be no more of them in the future."

Chen Tangtang sighed lightly, and said with a natural expression: "Forget it, the poor monk has given up."

Along the way, there will only be more people like this, not fewer.

Prince Mo Ang was a little confused, so he just nodded reservedly.

Chen Tangtang said softly: "Amitabha, the poor monk has something to ask the crown prince."

The prince was gentle: "Elder, please speak."

"May I ask the prince, what exactly did the man who was chasing just now steal from the Dragon Palace?"

Prince Mo Ang said: "If you ask what was stolen, there is really nothing. It's just that he rummaged around in the treasure house, as if he was looking for something, but even if he didn't take anything, our Dragon Palace can't let it go." Where he comes and goes."

Chen Tangtang lowered her eyes slightly, and the water reflected on her face, creating spring waves.

Prince Mo Ang said: "Since the elder is asking about this matter, is there anything I can help you with?"

Chen Tangtang raised his head suddenly.

No wonder the Dragon King is the only one among so many sons who can be the crown prince. This kind of ability to observe words and emotions is indeed beyond the reach of others.

Chen Tangtang wondered: "The poor monk really has something to say, but he doesn't know whether he should say it or not."

Prince Moang stood upright, glanced at the River God Mansion in the distance and said: "Let's go, you and I will go in and talk slowly."

Once again, Bajie hid in his master's sleeve, and once again saw how others tried to hook up with his master, he snorted softly.

Sure enough, the more attractive a man is, the more uneasy and kind he is.

Prince Mo Ang stopped in his tracks alertly: "Did you hear anything?"

Chen Tangtang shook his head blankly.

Prince Mo Ang looked around, and smiled apologetically at her: "It seems that I am too sensitive."

Chen Tangtang lowered his eyelashes, and the fine eyelashes cast beautiful shadows on his eyelids.

Although she looked calm and calm on the surface, she was actually very nervous. She also felt that her arm seemed to touch something, and it was wet and slippery. It should be Tuer's body after turning into a fish, right?

At this time, the little Naolong who was serious about the sand suddenly let out a groan, and said in dissatisfaction: "Despicable! Despicable! How dare you molested me in front of my face... Aww!"

Prince Mo Ang withdrew his foot and looked coldly at his cousin who was rolling on the ground with his calf in his arms: "Be quiet, don't be ashamed anymore."

He turned his head and smiled at Chen Tangtang: "Elder, please continue."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

No, no, the poor monk dare not.

He was sensitively aware of Chen Tangtang's resistance, and couldn't help showing a gentle smile: "The elders are offended. We have always imposed family laws on the stubborn members of our family. Those just now are nothing at all."

For some reason, the poor monk suddenly felt sorry for this little dragon, and of course, her little apprentice.

Chen Tangtang asked cautiously: "What about Ao Lie?"

As soon as she spoke, Prince Moang immediately lost his smile.

Chen Tangtang knew that he seemed to have accidentally touched an unmentionable area.

Prince Mo Ang said coldly: "Sorry, Elder, this touches my family affairs, I don't want to mention him now."

Chen Tangtang touched the flower buds in his sleeves with some pity.

When the two returned to the Shenfu, the little monsters naturally scattered when they saw their king was tied into a rice dumpling.

The two sat down in the front hall, Chen Tangtang said: "The poor monk has something to ask the prince."

Prince Mo Ang said slowly: "It happens that I also have something to ask the elder."

The little dragon lying on the ground unable to move was about to say something, but was stepped on by Prince Mo Ang.

He raised his eyebrows and stared at the little dragon.

The little dragon gritted his teeth in anger.

"Your matter will be settled later. You look so ugly now. Do you just see people like this?"

Little Naolong was startled, and looked at Chen Tangtang aggrievedly, then buried his head in the carpet and remained motionless.

Chen Tangtang secretly marveled at the ability of the eldest prince to poke people's death spots with precision.

"Elder, please speak first."

Chen Tangtang said in a deep voice: "The poor monk probably knows the thief you Dragon Palace is looking for."

Prince Mo Ang remained calm, waiting for her to continue.

"That's the poor monk's third apprentice. Due to various reasons, he got separated from the poor monk and lost his memory. Please don't embarrass him, the prince. I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding here."

Prince Mo Ang thought about it carefully, and said with a smile: "Since it is the elder's request, I will naturally accept it. However, I want to ask the elder about something."

Chen Tangtang said calmly: "Please tell me."

There was a hint of inquiry in Prince Mo Ang's eyes: "Excuse me, elder, have you seen me somewhere before?"

Chen Tangtang suddenly raised his head.

Prince Mo Ang smiled: "Seeing the elder's expression, I already know the answer."

Talking to smart people is both pleasant and annoying.

Chen Tangtang's fingers scratched lightly on the table.

Prince Mo Ang stared at her fidgeting fingers, and said with a smile: "It seems that the person who took the elder away from the little dragon is pretending to be me, so he was also the one who secretly injected the drug into the little dragon. .”

and many more!

Chen Tangtang raised his head in confusion: "What kind of medicine?"

Prince Mo Ang's attitude was softer, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes: "I shouldn't have said this to the elder."

"No, please be sure to tell the poor monk."

Prince Mo Ang pointed to the little dragon who was still dawdling on the ground until now, and said: "He was given aphrodisiac."

Chen Tangtang: "...huh?"

Prince Moang seemed to think that having such a stupid relative would shame him: "I also understand his temperament. Although he is violent and willful, he is not a guy who will use too much brain in this aspect, so he has become like this , must have been drugged."

Chen Tangtang suddenly felt restless.

"After thinking about it, only the person pretending to be me is the most likely."

The person hiding in the dark almost jumped out.

fart!

This is a false accusation!Red ~ blatantly framed!

I'm stupid!Give a love rival aphrodisiac?Do you think your hat is not green enough?

"Uh……"

"If the elder knows any clues, please tell me as much as possible."

"that……"

"I don't know what the intention of the person who gave the medicine is to deliberately provoke my relationship with him? Or to let..."

Chen Tangtang couldn't bear to listen to his speculation, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I gave the medicine."

There was a suffocating silence in the room.

After waiting for a long time, Prince Mo Ang did not speak.

Chen Tangtang raised his head anxiously, only to see this handsome and handsome gentleman frowning, thinking about something silently.

Shouldn't he be thinking about how to punish the poor monk?

After a while, Prince Moang slowly raised his head and stared at Chen Tangtang with a serious face.

Chen Tangtang felt as if his heart had stopped suddenly.

But he said seriously: "Elder."

Chen Tangtang almost jumped up from his chair: "Please tell me."

Prince Mo Ang looked puzzled: "Even though I am well-read, I can be regarded as quick-witted, but I still can't predict what the elder wants. Why did the elder give him aphrodisiac?"

Chen Tangtang wanted to cry but had no tears.

How did the poor monk know that that thing was medicine for spring!If the poor monk knew that it was an aphrodisiac, it would be impossible for anyone to touch it even if he died!

"...He was born worse no matter where he was."

Chen Tangtang's expression froze: "Huh?"

Didn't you come to accuse the poor monk, instead of complaining for the poor monk?

Chen Tangtang looked confused: "Thank you?"

Prince Mo Ang: "..."

Afterwards, he suddenly became happy, and that reserved and self-sufficient face turned into a soul-stirring beauty.

"Elder, you are really interesting."

Amitabha, please don't be interested in poor monks.

The author has something to say: Chen Tangtang: Your words made the poor monk very disturbed, you wouldn't...

Prince Moang: Elder, it’s really interesting [smiling face]