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

Chen Tangtang yawned a few times before the soldier on the horse finally dragged her into the city.

She thought to herself: This is probably the country of Che Chi that the big apprentice mentioned.

The soldier took her to a dilapidated place, where there were still a few monks squatting, all trembling, guarded by a soldier.

A guard soldier greeted the soldier on horseback: "Brother, have you caught another one?"

The soldier said: "I was dragged all the way, I'm afraid I'm going to die."

"Who made him have to run? Then I can't blame you, brother."

The two were talking and laughing, but Chen Tangtang, who was considered dead by the two, patted his clothes and stood up.

"Ah! It's a scam, it's a corpse!" The two screamed and backed away in panic.

The soldier who dragged Chen Tangtang back accidentally tripped over a stone, staggered, and fell to the ground, hitting the back of his head on a stone, knocking himself unconscious.

"Ah! Killing! Killing!" The remaining soldier ran away in panic.

"Wait..." Chen Tangtang barely raised his hand, but the man ran away and disappeared.

Wait, this is not the fault of the poor monk!

"Thank you, Elder, for your help." Several monks who were squatting on the ground supported each other to get up.

Chen Tangtang put his palms together quickly and said: "Amitabha, this is not the work of a poor monk, why are you here?"

A monk said sadly: "At first we were rescued by the Great Sage, but we ran too slowly and forgot to release the vellus hair that the Great Sage bestowed on us, so we were caught again."

Chen Tangtang really didn't ask why you didn't let out that vellus hair just now, let it take you out with the appearance of a great saint... After all, there are many stupid people everywhere.

She pointed to the distance and said: "When I was dragged in just now, I found that there seemed to be a riot in the city. You might as well take advantage of the chaos and escape. This time, don't forget to release his life-saving avatar again."

The monks nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, thank you Holy Monk for saving me."

Chen Tangtang bid farewell to him, took advantage of the chaos and sneaked into the city, walking towards the most chaotic place in the city.

The chaos should have been caused by her apprentices, and they should be found there.

However, she really overestimated her ability to know the way, turned left and right in the city, and somehow got into a house.

Chen Tangtang thought for a while, but still had no idea why he came here. He was about to turn around and leave when a servant stopped her.

"Hey, you, yes, it's you."

Chen Tangtang looked puzzled, but the man ran over in two or three steps and stuffed a blue bamboo basket into his arms.

"Hurry up and send it to the national teacher. I have a stomachache. First... ouch!" The servant screamed while clutching his stomach, and then plunged into the darkness.

Chen Tangtang stood on the spot holding a bamboo basket with a dazed expression on his face.

No, if you want the poor monk to deliver something, you must first tell the poor monk where it is... Forget it, even if you tell the poor monk the location, the poor monk may not be able to find it.

The poor monk completely lost confidence in his wayfinding ability.

Chen Tangtang looked at the beautiful little basket, so he could only hold the basket and wander around the courtyard slowly.

"you are you!"

Under the red lantern, a servant stopped Chen Tangtang.

Chen Tangtang pointed at himself suspiciously, but the man grabbed Chen Tangtang's sleeve and dragged her to the door with the red lantern hanging.

"Just send the basket in, don't talk too much, don't move if you can, don't offend the national teacher, hey! Do you understand?"

Chen Tangtang just wanted to explain.

The man suddenly took a look at Chen Tangtang: "Strange, when did you get assigned here? Are you the monk assigned to be a servant in the mansion?"

Chen Tangtang held his breath.

Unexpectedly, there was a loud "gurgling" sound from the man's stomach, he bowed his waist, hugged his stomach, gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, you take good care of the national teacher, I, I go to the toilet first .”

After that, the man left in a hurry with his stomach in his arms, muttering: "It's strange, is there something wrong with the holy water given by the national teacher? Why did you start to have stomach problems after drinking it?"

National Division?

Could it be the three Taoist priests who bewitched the king to destroy temples and treat all monks as slaves?

That poor monk went deep into the tiger's den for no reason?

Chen Tangtang was standing at the door in a daze, when a cold voice suddenly came from inside the door: "Come in."

It's over, it's heard.

Chen Tangtang hesitated for a moment, but he lifted his spirits and carefully knocked on the door with the basket in his arms.

The cold voice was a little impatient: "Come in!"

She had no choice but to push the door open, and as soon as she opened the door, wet steam covered her head and face.

This is the bath!

At this time, a refreshing voice sounded: "Which servant is this? He is a little timid. Haha, don't be afraid. Although we are all a little unhappy today, we will not eat you."

No, the poor monk is not afraid of you eating the poor monk, because monsters who want to eat the poor monk will not end well.

Chen Tangtang took a step forward and moved in carefully.

The cheery voice sounded again: "Little Lamb, don't forget to close the door, it's very cold."

Another cold snort came from a distance, and it was unknown why that person was dissatisfied.

Chen Tangtang held the basket in one hand, and closed the door with the other, and the door made a "squeak" sound after absorbing enough moisture.

She turned her head again, only to find that she seemed to be in a fairyland on earth, surrounded by white mist, and could only vaguely see a few layers of golden gauze, and behind the gauze came the sound of "squeaking" water.

Chen Tangtang murmured a few words "Amitabha", and then lifted the veil and walked in.

But before she took a few steps, the person inside suddenly said: "Take off your shoes, don't make the floor dirty."

Chen Tangtang had no choice but to remove his sandals, held the basket in front of his face with both hands, and stepped forward cautiously.

After the last layer of veil was lifted, everything in front of me suddenly became clear.

A bath pool made of white jade, three pure gold sheep's head, tiger's head, and deer's head respectively flow hot water into the pool from their mouths, hot air pervades the bath, and the scent of wine, flowers and spices wafts in the bathroom Aromas mixed together.I don't know if it's because the room is too hot, or the fragrance is too charming. It only makes the minds of the people in it confused, and they just want to relax and lie here forever.

Chen Tangtang settled down before looking at the three men in the bath.

Under the head of the tiger, the head of the sheep, and the head of the deer, there is a gentleman soaked in the water. Although their appearances are different, they are all the same with outstanding demeanor and elegance.

The gentleman under the tiger's head has sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes. He has a strong figure, broad shoulders and a thin waist. He stretches his ape arms and holds a small silver jug ​​in his big hand. Rose-colored wine flows out of the spout in a thin stream. The stream was falling into his wide open mouth, and the bright red wine splashed on his firm chin occasionally, blended with the water droplets, flowed down his honey-colored neck, and slowly fell into the pool along his muscular lines , his whole body was exuded with vigorous desire, which made people blush.

Chen Tangtang looked away, and looked at the person under the sheep's head again. The person had snow-white skin and black hair like sandalwood. His arms were resting on the edge of the pool, and his head rested on his arms. His back was sunken, wet hair was winding on it, a slender hand tied up the long hair, and a silver-white dragon was revealed on his back, the dragon was hovering on his back, only the tail swept On his protruding buttocks, this cold dragon reflected his skin becoming colder and whiter than snow, but it only made people look half awe-inspiring and proud, half romantic and boundless.

Amitabha, Amitabha, sin, sin...

Chen Tangtang looked away in a panic, but was facing a pair of gloomy eyes. The owner of the eyes was sitting in the water under the deer's head. He was obviously taking a bath, but he was wearing a white obscene clothes, obscene clothes. His collar is straight and not messy at all, but the white obscene clothes are almost transparent, which looks like abstinence, but it is completely seductive, and what's more terrible is that his expression is extremely serious.

"You..." the man's voice was low, "put down the basket and show your face."

The man who was drinking was surprised and said, "What's wrong?"

With a sweeping glance, he also focused on Chen Tangtang, his sword eyebrows raised slightly.

Chen Tangtang was nervous, but his face was calm.

"What? You still don't let go, do you?" The gloomy and ascetic man seemed to meet her.

The man with the silver dragon tattoo on his back slowly turned his head. His eyes were cold and his appearance was pure, like the frost and moonlight in front of the window, and the white plums and snow beside the well.

"What's the problem?" The cold voice sounded slowly.

It turned out that he was the master of that voice.

Being stared at by three bathing men, Chen Tangtang had no choice but to take a step forward.

She squeezed the basket tightly with her palms, then slowly released them, and slowly lowered her hands.

Chen Tangtang's eyelashes drooped quietly, and his greasy white toes curled up on the cold white jade platform.

There was an eerie silence in the bath.

Chen Tangtang wanted to raise his eyes secretly, but he was afraid of revealing something, so he slapped his eyelashes hesitantly a few times.

The drinking man suddenly coughed violently, as if he had choked on the drink.

A cold and deep male voice sounded: "Can't you stop drinking? Do you have to bring the wine into the pool?"

The man wiped his mouth nonchalantly: "Why don't you talk about him? The water in the pond cools faster with him in it."

At this time, the sound of splashing water was heard, and Chen Tangtang's insteps felt hot, and then became cold again.

She looked at the instep of her instep, where someone splashed water on it, and the crystal water droplets rolled on her skin.

"look at me."

Chen Tangtang raised his head calmly.

The gentleman who was under the deer head was now at the pool at her feet. He looked up at her with a dissatisfied and gloomy expression: "You are a monk, are you a new servant? Why haven't I seen you before?" ?”

Chen Tangtang said "hmmmm" twice.

He still looked at her: "Why don't you speak, is it possible that you are dumb?"

Chen Tangtang shook his head and said softly: "No."

"I'll go!" The drinking man didn't know why, his face flushed with excitement, and he plunged into the pool.

The man under the sheep's head said lightly: "Do you need me to help you calm down?"

The gloomy and ascetic man still stared at Chen Tangtang and asked, "Do you know who we are?"

Why did he keep staring at the poor monk?Did you notice something unusual?

No, if he had sensed something, he should have pushed the poor monk down long ago. After all, the poor monk is the one going deep into the wolf's den right now.

Chen Tangtang chose his words carefully, and said slowly: "I know."

"Say."

"It's... the national teacher."

"National Teacher? Did you just use one title to sum up the three of us?" The man who was immersed in the pool suddenly jumped out, rubbed his cheeks roughly, and walked towards her swaggeringly.

Chen Tangtang didn't dare to look at it at all.

The handsome and tough man stood behind her, lowered his head and gently sniffed at the back of her neck, the vigorous heat from his body made her skin red, and the water droplets from his hair slid down on her again, causing her to Her body tensed up.

The gloomy man began to look down at her feet.

As if influenced by the two, the cold man also waded in.

Chen Tangtang wanted to cry but had no tears.

Too bad, it seems to be pinched.

The author has something to say: the first update today, and there will be an update in the afternoon