[Journey to the West] Wearing the tight hoop of the Great Sage

◎"He is not a concubine."◎

Tang Sanzang and the others could only see Sun Wukong and Jin Wushu talking together, and they only looked at each other without being affected by the Flame Mountain.

Ao Lie saw Tang Sanzang's worry, and said to him: "Young monk, don't worry, the senior brother will find a solution."

Zhu Bajie called senior brother twice, and had to give him a "noisy, shut up" look.

"Yeah, senior brother doesn't have time to talk to us right now, and I don't know what he's talking about with Xiao Jinghou."

On the other hand, Jin Wushu blushed a lot, even though he was covered by the great sage's blindfold, he still couldn't help being terrified.

At this moment, he couldn't sit still, so he had to put all the gravity on Sun Wukong's body and pouted.

Sun Wukong's fingertips were warm and cool, and after rubbing them lightly for a few times, he didn't feel the pain anymore: "It's alright, Great Sage, I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Then his face froze, he was, ah, he was stretched apart...

Jin Wushu: "..."

The Great Sage wants him to die!

Then he pursed his lips and couldn't help shrinking.

Monkey King's fingertips tightened, his golden eyes darkened: "Does Wu Shu want to go back to the Purple Mansion?"

Jin Wushu shook his head quickly: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

"But you're blonde."

"..."

"You take it out, the ink hair will naturally change back!"

"yes."

Sun Wukong withdrew his hand as he said, and Jin Wushu took a deep breath: "Hiss...huh..."

He was a little swollen, and patted his face, thinking that this was too exciting, if he did it a few more times, he might lose his life.

Seeing that his face turned red, Sun Wukong raised his hand to touch it again. Jin Wushu's eyes widened instantly, and he hid back in horror: "Great Sage, what are you doing?"

Sun Wukong's hand stopped before touching his cheek.

"Why? It doesn't matter if you don't go back to the Purple Mansion, but I'm not allowed to touch it?"

Jin Wushu: I was wronged.

He gritted his teeth and reminded, "Master, you used this hand just now."

Sun Wukong nodded: "That's right, so?"

"So you cleaned your hands?!"

Sun Wukong: "..."

"Wu Liang hates me, or hates yourself."

Jin Wushu: Needless to say?

"...Of course I hate myself."

But Sun Wukong twirled his fingers indifferently: "It's just spiritual power, it's not like ordinary people have dirt, it's not dirty."

Jin Wushu heard it, yes!

He is now considered a half-god, his body is filled with aura and monster energy, he can purify himself, without the dirty energy of mortals.

Sun Wukong touched his face as he wished, and saw his face rippling with a smile: "Hey, hey, great sage..."

"Ok?"

"I heard that a breath of fresh air from the Great Sage can save lives and have the effect of bringing the dead back to life?"

"Ah."

"That means... the Holy Body of the Great Sage must be more pure and clean?"

Monkey King suddenly had a bad premonition: "What does Wu Shu want to say?"

Jin Wushu rubbed his hands, pointed two fingers on the tea table, and moved towards Monkey King little by little like a little man walking, until he moved under Sun Wukong's eyelids, and then swung his fingers in front of his eyes shake.

"My lord, do you see this finger? Can I poke you with it?"

Sun Wukong: "..."

He leaned forward a little: "you poke."

Although Jin Wushu was envious of the Great Sage's chest muscles, he still shook his head and said, "It's not here."

He boldly pointed at Sun Wukong's butt: "Just, just like you poked me, poke there." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help ticking his fingers.

Sun Wukong's eyebrows twitched immediately, and he grabbed his hand, speaking in a very hoarse voice: "When did Wu Liang have this idea?"

Jin Wushu: Ah this...

The Great Sage's eyes are so dangerous, has he touched the Great Sage's reverse scale?

Sun Wukong: "Huh?"

Jin Wushu: "Just...just now..."

He thought that the Great Sage didn't like him, and was about to coax people, but Sun Wukong suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Jin Wushu's heart skipped a beat, and he continued: "Whenever Wushu's spiritual power is higher than mine, then you can..."

Jin Wushu: "!! Really?!"

"nature."

Jin Wushu immediately geared up, oh ho ho, the road to counterattack is at hand!

It's just spiritual power!

The Great Sage said that high spiritual power does not mean strong mana. Anyway, he doesn't need to beat the Great Sage, as long as his spiritual power increases.

Jin Wushu swears, seeing that Sun Wukong doesn't dislike him, he blinks his starry eyes and asks people: "Great Sage, how can I quickly increase my spiritual power?"

Sun Wukong hugged the back of his head, brought him forward, put his lips to his lips, and told him without hesitation: "Shuang, Xiu."

Jin Wushu: "..."

So slim, so slim.

He dug a hole, and then jumped into it by himself, and the road to counterattack was far away——

If it is double cultivation, his spiritual power will increase, and so will the Great Sage's. Wouldn't he never be able to increase the level of the Great Sage?

To the Great Sage, he is the monkey, and the Great Sage is the Five Fingers Mountain that crushes him.

Jin Wushu's smile froze, and this reaction made Monkey King laugh, and he couldn't help hugging someone and kissing him hard.

Jin Wushu glanced at him resentfully, then slumped on the chair and did not move.

When Sun Wukong removed the blindfold, he happened to hear Tang Sanzang asking the old man: "This place is so hot, how should the old benefactor live? How to grow crops?"

The old man respectfully said: "Master is worried, the crops can be planted, it all depends on the plantain fan of Iron Fan Immortal."

Sun Wukong raised his eyes and heard the old man continue: "That fan is a rare thing. One fan can turn off the fire, the second fan can generate wind, and the third fan can bring rain. It's a god. We all rely on the iron fan fairy, she With a fan, we plant and reap, and there is enough food for a year."

Tang Sanzang was overjoyed when he heard the words: "There are both the iron fan fairy and the plantain fan, why not borrow them to extinguish the mountain fire?"

Zhu Bajie also said: "Hey, you old benefactor kept it hidden, why didn't you tell us earlier, when our master and apprentice borrowed a plantain fan, we can pass through the Huoyan Mountain after the flames are extinguished, and you don't have to suffer from the steaming heat every year."

The old man shook his head, saying that they were thinking too lightly, if the Iron Fan Fairy was so eager to ask, the Huoyan Mountain would have been destroyed long ago.

Jin Wushu regained his composure and asked, "Where does Immortal Iron Fan live?"

"The Iron Fan Immortal lives in the southwest, one thousand four hundred and fifty sixty miles away, and it's called "Cuiyun Mountain Bajiao Cave". It will take more than a month at the earliest to accompany you, not to mention that even if you find a fairy mountain, you may not be able to borrow a plantain fan."

The old man looked at them: "It would be faster for the masters to go around the Huoyan Mountain."

After listening to Tang Sanzang, he felt that it made sense, and it would be troublesome, so let's make a detour.But Sun Wukong said: "The people here are roasted by the flame mountain and suffer so much, how can they just ignore it?"

He said, "The grandson of the plantain fan is going to borrow it."

After saying that, without further delay, he took Jin Wushu to the cloud and headed southwest.

The old man shook his hands in panic when he saw it: "The old man has no eyes, but grandpa is actually a god-man who rides the clouds and rides the fog!"

But in an instant, Monkey King and Jin Wushu had arrived in front of the Bajiao Cave in Cuiyun Mountain.

I saw the beautiful scenery here, the quiet and fragrant flowers, and the two stone gates in front of the cave were closed, and I don't know if anyone is there.

For some reason, Jin Wushu suddenly felt something was wrong, tilted his head and asked Monkey King: "Great Sage, how do you know that Immortal Iron Fan lives here?"

Sun Wukong looked at him: "What?"

Jin Wushu shook his head: "No."

It is too accurate to find.

Monkey King tapped his forehead lightly: "What are you worrying about?"

He explained: "When the old man mentioned the plantain fan and Cuiyun Mountain, I knew that the "Iron Fan Fairy" he was talking about was the wife of the Bull Demon King, Rakshasa. I had a drink with the Bull Demon King here, so I knew .”

Only then did Jin Wushu say, "So that's how it is."

"However... Majesty, do you still remember the Ruyi True Immortal of Xiliang Girl Country? The Bull Demon King once ordered the little demon to tell him about the red boy. It must be the Bull Demon King's intention that he hates you so much. Now we come to Rakshasa Girl Borrowing a banana fan here, if you don’t keep it neat, you really can’t borrow it.”

He said this just to remind the great sage not to be deceived by the Rakshasa woman and borrow a fake plantain fan to go back.

Sun Wukong likes to listen to Jin Wushu's words, seeing his mouth opening and closing, he can't help but bow his head and kiss him.

"Bo——" Jin Wushu retracted his numb tongue, and heard the Great Sage say, "What Wushu reminded me is that I should change my appearance."

Suddenly, the person in front of him turned into a tall and mighty man with two horns on top of his head, bright eyes like torches, and two eyebrows like red neon.

Jin Wushu looked at him in surprise, and reached out to pat his strong chest muscles: "The Bull Demon King?"

"It turns out that the Bull Demon King looks like this, so cool."

Sun Wukong watched him pat here and there with his hands: "Wu Liang seems to like the Bull Demon King very much?"

Jin Wushu didn't realize the danger in Sun Wukong's words, nodded and squeezed his strong arm again: "I heard that the Bull Demon King is very powerful."

Sun Wukong suddenly took him into his arms: "It's so free, tell me again, who do you like?"

Before Jin Wushu had time to react, he suddenly heard the sound of the stone door turning, followed by a female voice exclaiming: "Is the grandpa Wang back?"

The little banshee didn't even look carefully, and hurriedly ran back into the cave happily and shouted: "Grandma, grandma, grandpa is back—"

In the blink of an eye, a woman suddenly appeared at the entrance of Cuiyun Cave. I saw that woman's face was like powder, her lips were like vermilion, she was wearing a chain mail with silver scales, and a golden flower and phoenix helmet on her head. She was really beautiful and rustic.

Jin Wushu stared at her blankly, and saw the little banshee running out after her, pointing at him and the Great Sage: "Grandma, look, it's really Grandpa Wang..."

The little banshee spoke halfway before seeing that the "Bull Demon King" had returned, but he was still holding a... man in his arms?

The little banshee took a deep breath and knelt down in a panic begging for mercy: "Grandma, forgive me, slaves didn't...didn't see grandpa..."

The Rakshasa girl sneered, and poked her hands on the ground with a "clank": "Yo, I don't know when the king didn't like that coquettish fox, did he change his taste?"

Jin Wushu: "..."

What the hell?Something is wrong with Princess Iron Fan, isn't she too calm?

He whispered to Sun Wukong: "Great Sage, Great Sage, please let me down."

Monkey King's arm tightened: "Don't move, don't let go."

Seeing the two of them making small movements, Raksha Nv Ying raised her eyebrows: "Oh, you are acquainted, remember what I said before, if you want to find a concubine, you need to pass me by."

She looked Jin Wushu up and down, stretched her neck, took a deep breath, and clicked twice: "Well, there is no strange smell on him, but it is better than that coquettish fox."

Jin Wushu: Ahhhhhh what's wrong with Princess Iron Fan?Doesn't she hate the bull devil looking for concubines the most?

Eh?Wait... concubine?

"He's not a concubine." Sun Wukong also frowned, and carried him forward.

Rakshasa's eyes were cold: "What does the king mean by this? Don't you still want to give him a title!"

Monkey King walked up to her with a firm tone without hesitation:

"good."

The author says:

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① Wearing silver scale chain mail and golden flower phoenix helmet - Baidu Encyclopedia

Monkey King: Reiki, not dirty.

Jin Wushu: But it is a chrysanthemum after all!

感谢在2022-02-0823:24:23~2022-02-0920:45:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for Jiang Yan; 1 for Nuo Ling;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 37 bottles of Nuosheng; 10 bottles of Qi; 2 bottles of orange instant noodles; 1 bottle of Honghuang fish;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!