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

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, why did the benefactor stop the poor monk?"

Zheng Yulang withdrew his fan, held the jug of wine in the other hand, and said with a smile, "Master was surprised, it's like this, I think Master looks familiar, is Master Xuanzang from Jinshan Temple?"

"It's the poor monk."

His smile widened, and he became more and more amiable: "I am a layman. I have heard for a long time that Master Dharma is profound, and I want to go to Jinshan Temple to listen to Master's lectures, but the monks in Jinshan Temple said that Master has gone wandering. I hurried to catch up. Master."

"I don't know where the master is going?"

Chen Tangtang stared at him intently.

Men are really fickle, didn't you insist on asking the abbot to ask the poor monk to accompany you to Chang'an?Turn around and forget?Do you think the poor monk can't recognize you if you change your face?

Zheng Yulang smiled, and the folding fan in his hand unconsciously brushed against the front of his shirt.

He came here this time because he had something important to do, to lead Jin Chan to Chang'an, and let him start his westward journey. If this matter is done well, it will be a great merit.

Chen Tang and Tang watched silently as Zheng Yulang repeated his previous excuse that he insisted on going to Chang'an with her.

Chen Tangtang nodded: "Amitabha." Anyway, the poor monk was going to follow you.

The corner of Zheng Yulang's eyes twitched, and he smiled happily, looking very free and easy.

"Grandmaster is indeed extraordinary, but I like him a little bit."

As he spoke, he bit the cork of the jug, opened it with a "pop", raised his head, flipped his hand, and poured a big gulp of wine into his mouth, the spilled wine fell on his white skirt, He quickly smudged away, and he ignored the slightly damp cloth sticking to his skin.

He laughed and rubbed the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, showing the uninhibited attitude of a celebrity.

The aroma of wine and willow leaves blows away her veil.

Zheng Yulang, who was drinking, just happened to see her face, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then his smile became more gentle.

Chen Tangtang finally found out what was wrong, this Zheng Lang was not that Zheng Lang, the original Zheng Layman was gentle and respectful, he was not as free and unrestrained as the one in front of him.

"Laymen are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Zheng Yulang's hand holding the wine jar froze, then approached her, put his elbow on her shoulder, turned his head, and put his mouth against her ear, and said softly, "Master, just pretend you didn't see it, okay? So many rules and precepts are still there. Not everyone can keep it, even if I break one or two Buddhas a little bit, I can't see it."

Chen Tangtang said indifferently: "How do you know that the Buddha is not here?"

A gust of cool wind blew behind him, and Zheng Yulang couldn't help shivering.

Could it really be seen?

Zheng Yulang looked at the wine in his hand with a look of reluctance.

He has been locked in the body by that person, he can't see anything, he can't hear anything, there is nothingness in the darkness, if it wasn't for that person's most promising avatar~ he messed up the mission, he wouldn't be let out .

Anyway, it may not come out once in a hundred years, if you can come out once, you can naturally do whatever you want.

Zheng Yulang smiled "hehe", and his arms automatically wrapped around Chen Tangtang's neck.

"Good monk, thank you for your reminder, but the moments of happiness in life are only for a moment, so I naturally want to enjoy myself to the fullest."

"I don't have any hobbies in my life. I just like to drink wine. Let me take a sip. This is a kind of fairy wine that I took out from Jade before I left, but it is unavailable in the world."

"Amitabha, poor monks must abide by the rules and precepts."

With a smile on his face, Zheng Yulang looked particularly greasy. He said softly, "Well, just take a sip, just take a sip. This sip will strengthen your body and make you live longer."

"Amitabha..."

Before Chen Tangtang finished speaking, he had already held the wine jar and pressed the mouth of the jar against her bright red lower lip.

Chen Tangtang lowered his eyebrows and remained motionless, as if an old monk had fallen into a trance, even the wine and sex could not move his heart.

Zheng Yulang let out an "Alas", resting his head on his thin shoulder, staring at his lower lip - the lower lip pressed by the mouth of the altar turned slightly white, and after a while it turned red again due to congestion, like an agate cherry , could not help but make him crazy.

"Little monk, don't you really want to take a sip?"

Chen Tangtang didn't speak.

He said hoarsely, "What a pity."

As if he was drunk, he rubbed his cheek against her shoulder, and there was a faint fragrance of white lotus coming from under her curtain, fluttering in the misty veil, seductively intoxicated.

His face was flushed, and he was staring at her face hidden behind the veil.

I really want to smell it, the smell of Jin Chan seems to be more attractive than the smell of wine.

Zheng Yulang involuntarily brought his face closer, getting closer and closer, almost touching her neck.

Chen Tangtang spotted a stone on the ground, and was going to do a good deed to make him sober up.

However, before she could act, she saw a large group of officers and soldiers surrounding the two of them.

Chen Tangtang looked innocent, but he never spoke first.

Zheng Yulang also sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he opened his eyes dimly, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

"Drinking and having fun during the national funeral, arrest him quickly." The leading soldier pointed at Zheng Yulang.

Zheng Yulang's eyes widened all of a sudden, "Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, these officers and soldiers rushed forward to capture him.

It would be a shame if he was caught by such ordinary people.

Zheng Yulang didn't even think about it, he grabbed Chen Tangtang's wrist with another hand, used his supernatural powers under his feet, and led Chen Tangtang away.

Several officers and soldiers collided together, only to feel a gust of wind blowing in front of them, and they disappeared.

"Monster, monster!" I don't know who yelled, and the city was full of commotion.

Chen Tangtang was treated like a kite again—the wind was pulling her away tightly.

Zheng Yulang led her around the city a few times, and then jumped into a high wall with her in his arms.

He leaned against the wall, covered her mouth, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the movement within a few miles.

After he finished all this, he realized that the little monk in his arms hadn't spoken a word from the beginning to the end.

Shouldn't he be smothered to death?

Zheng Yulang had a bitter expression on his face. Although it is said that Jin Chan's journey to the west in previous lives was not smooth, but it was not like this time, he was accidentally killed by him before he even accepted the task just after leaving the temple. Understand.

It's over, it's over.

Zheng Yulang was so angry that he quickly put the limp Chen Tangtang on the ground, and used seals in his hands, trying to snatch Chen Tangtang back from Yan Luo.

The curtain hat on her head was also lost during the run, and now her eyebrows and eyes were completely and unreservedly displayed in front of his eyes.

Zheng Yulang couldn't help thinking while performing the seal method: People in the world always say that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Now it seems that this is pure nonsense. He has a bald head, but this still does not prevent him from being a beauty, or in other words, it is precisely because he does not have these hairs that can be used to cover up the defects of the face that it can highlight the exquisite perfection of his facial features.

Eyebrows like black, lips like vermilion, with a serious and abstinent appearance...

This kind of monk made his flawed part~ physically and mentally itchy, really wanting to drag this unsullied worldly person into the quagmire.

Zheng Yulang took a look at the cinnabar mole between Jin Chan's eyebrows, it was probably the most beautiful part of his face, however, it was this, like the finishing touch, that made his whole body come alive.

Zheng Yulang sighed, and pressed down the imprint in his hand. As soon as his palm was close to her chest, Chen Tangtang suddenly opened his eyes.

"Uh……"

Obviously he was doing serious things to save lives, Zheng Yulang suddenly felt guilty for some reason, as if he had been scalded, he withdrew his hand abruptly.

Chen Tangtang just opened his eyes with mist, but he didn't speak.

Of course she wouldn't speak first, could she say that she accidentally fell asleep while he was leading her to run wildly?

Zheng Yulang thought he had accidentally made Chen Tangtang unconscious, so he felt guilty and refused to speak.

The two stalemate for a while, and Chen Tangtang read out the omnipotent phrase - "Amitabha."

Zheng Yulang scratched his cheek and smiled embarrassedly.

"I... I'll treat you to dinner."

Just when he used his magical powers to eavesdrop, he discovered that the place he sneaked into was a restaurant.

Zheng Yulang used his magical powers again to change the appearance of the two of them.Then he dragged Chen Tangtang into the restaurant swaggeringly.

There were only a few people in the restaurant, because it was during the national mourning period, all entertainment activities were prohibited, the food in the restaurant could not be brightly colored, and singing and storytelling could not be performed, so there were fewer guests coming and going.

The two found a place to sit in the lobby, and Zheng Yulang was determined to make it up to her, so he ordered a whole table of food.

The two were having their meals when suddenly they saw a man and a horse running rampant in the street with tokens, shouting loudly: "Your Majesty is blessed with great blessings, you have returned to Yang after being rescued by the gods, and the national funeral is cancelled!"

"Hey?" Zheng Yulang pinched his fingers, said "tsk tsk" twice, and said to himself: "This Taizong's luck is really good, even if he goes to Senluo Hell, he can get help from noble people."

Your help?who?

Chen Tangtang went in one ear and out the other, he didn't remember it at all, and continued to enjoy the food with his head down.

"Canceling the national funeral? Can't help entertaining? I heard it right, right?" An old man who was drinking heavily suddenly jumped up.

The clerk who cleaned up the table smiled and said, "You heard me right, go up to the stage and give a speech, and see if your lips are loose."

"I've been in this business for so many years, how could I be unfamiliar with it?"

Sure enough, the old man got on the stage with a gavel in his arms.

"Crack" the gavel sounded.

"Since His Majesty was rescued by the gods and returned to the human world, I will tell you a fairy tale today. The protagonist of this story is neither god nor fairy."

A guest below said with a smile: "If you are not a god or a fairy, how can you say it is a fairy tale?"

The old man stroked his beard, then cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what you are here, but the main character in this story claims to be the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. Do you think this is a fairy tale?"

The author has something to say: Character: Zheng Yulang No. [-]

Features: good wine

Origin: XX□□

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Don't worry about the appearance of the Great Sage, let's go to Chang'an to get the equipment before leaving~

Also, the plots of Xiaoqing and Xiaobai are all preparations for returning from the westward journey. Moreover, after returning from the westward journey, I will also write about Tang Seng’s mortal disciple, the beautiful monk who was cut in half in history~