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

◎"Be good, call me."◎

The restaurants and karaoke halls on the street are bustling and bustling, which is really the city of Shenzhou.

The master and apprentice found the posthouse to rest for one night, and went to the Yuhua Palace the next day.

Someone from the Yuhua Palace came to report: "His Royal Highness, there are some monks sent by the Tang Dynasty outside. They want to change Guan Wen, and they are here to see Qiantui."

That Yuhua king was about forty years old, he had a smiling face and looked very friendly.People say that he is a virtuous man who loves the people very much.

Hearing this, he summoned immediately: "Quickly invite the masters to come in."

The ceremony official came to pass the performance, and Jin Chan took the customs clearance document and went to the front of the hall to salute.

When King Yuhua saw that he was handsome, upright, calm and elegant, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and then he looked at the few people behind him, and nodded secretly, thinking that the people from the Tang Dynasty were really extraordinary.

Jin Chan stepped forward and said the purpose of this trip, and then put the seals on the documents. King Yuhua saw the seals of various countries on the documents, and with a big wave of his hand, he stamped the seals very happily.

"The holy monk came from afar and traveled all over the world. He has a firm mind and an extraordinary will. This king admires you. Why don't you stay with your disciples for a few more days. My king also likes to eat fast and recite scriptures on weekdays. There are still many doubts and puzzles." It’s good to ask for advice.”

Every time Jin Chan and the others went to a certain place, they would stay for half a month at most, or two or three days at least. Since the prince here said so, they definitely had no reason to wave their sleeves and leave.

He said to Amitabha: "Alright, the poor monk, master and disciple will bother the prince."

King Yuhua was very happy to see that he had accepted him, so he hurriedly summoned the food official to prepare a vegetarian feast.

Before the banquet, the three little princes of King Yuhua came to the hall curiously when they heard that there was a monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

They were not very old, they seemed to be no more than twenty, three brothers walked over in a row, all of them were tall and straight, looking upright, but their clothes were not like a golden and delicate prince, but rather like a martial artist who was good at martial arts.

"Father, my son heard that an eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty came to Yuhua City, so I came here to see you."

The one who spoke should be the eldest son, with his sleeves rolled up to reveal his strong and strong arms, he is a practicing family son.

While the three brothers were looking at Jin Chan's master and apprentice, the master and apprentice were also looking at them.

There are hundreds of thousands of miles from the Eastern Tang Dynasty to this point. There are countless wolves, tigers and leopards, robbers and robbers on the road, and even monsters may be encountered in the deep mountains and old forests.

Why didn't the king of Tang send some troops and escorts to escort them... They don't look like monks, but they came to Tianzhu country without incident, how could it be possible?

The three princes thought about it, and couldn't help asking out their doubts.

Jin Chan smiled calmly: "Although the poor monk has no skills, my apprentices are very useful. It is thanks to their hard work that the poor monk's life was saved on the road."

As he spoke, he introduced the three princes one by one: "This is the poor monk's first disciple Sun Wukong, his second disciple Zhu Bajie, and his third disciple Sha Wujing."

"What about them?"

The ones that the prince mentioned were Ao Lie and Jin Wushu.

Ao Lie was originally Tang Sanzang's foot strength, but now Jin Chan refused to ride him, and was stuck in his throat for a moment, not knowing how to introduce him.

Jin Wushu came to his senses first, and when he was about to speak, the three princes turned around and said in admiration: "The men in Tang Dynasty are so handsome, even more beautiful than the women here."

"..."

Sun Wukong frowned, seeing that they shifted their eyes to Jin Wushu, gave them a warning look, stretched out his long arms and pulled him into his arms.

All the people in the hall rubbed their noses, some were confused about the situation, but the three princes were honest, they didn't think so much and asked again: "Holy Monk, your apprentices don't look like they are good at martial arts, how did they escort you?" All the way here?"

"... Doesn't look like someone who knows martial arts?"

Zhu Bajie pinched his own arm hesitantly, the strong and powerful muscles were unbelievably fit.It is in response to the words of the little tight hoop Chang Kua senior brother, "You look thin when you wear clothes, and you have flesh when you take them off."

It's just that it's not easy for him to take off his clothes for others to see in this hall, he laughed and said: "The old pigs really don't know martial arts, but those who know are all supernatural powers!"

When he said this, it naturally aroused the curiosity of everyone in the hall.The three princes were even more excited to ask questions, causing headaches.

Although King Yuhua reprimanded his three sons for their ignorance of etiquette, he also wanted to know what the great supernatural powers of the master and his disciples were. They were able to walk hundreds of thousands of miles without any injuries.

Jin Wushu sneakily whispered to Sun Wukong: "Great Sage, since Senior Brother Bajie has let go, I'm afraid you are about to gain a bunch of fanboys."

Sun Wukong knew what he meant by "lost brother", and said in a low voice next to his ear: "Old Sun's lost brother, you are enough."

Jin Wushu blinked: "I'm not just your fanboy."

"Then what do you say, or mine?"

"still……"

Sun Wukong's fingers rubbed against his earlobe, which made him feel hot all over. He gave up and said, "I'm still the person who loves you the most in this world." He is the one who will never leave you and treat you wholeheartedly.

Sun Wukong's eyes were full of smiles, and when he looked at him, the light in his eyes could ooze water.

He felt itchy for a moment, and suddenly said: "It's so free, listen to the voice of Xianggong."

Sha Wujing standing behind them: "..."

The orphans and widows can't afford to be hurt, please send me back to Liushahe.

It's not that Jin Wushu never called Sun Wukong Mr. Sun Wukong, when he was in a state of confusion, he said all kinds of flirtatious words, but at this moment...

"My great sage, it's not appropriate to call it now, the three little princes are gearing up for you to compete."

Sun Wukong raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the three princes excitedly going to get their weapons. It turned out that Zhu Bajie was the first to take up the challenge, and wanted to show King Yuhua what real supernatural powers were.

Monkey King didn't want to pay attention, he withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at Jin Wushu: "Be good, call me."

Knowing that he was shy, he specially set up a sound barrier: "This way no one can hear."

Jin Wushu was in a difficult situation.

It's not that he doesn't want to be called Dasheng Xianggong, but that these two words are only used by the two of them when they are confused and don't know what the world is. It's really shameful to call it at this time.

What's more, every time he yelled, the great sage was... exerting more force.

The red on the tips of Jin Wushun's ears never faded, and spread all the way to his fair neck, dyeing it pink, which made Monkey King's eyes hot.

In this situation, if he called a gentleman, it would be easy to call the two of them into the purple mansion, and he would not come out in a few days.

He poked Sun Wukong's chest: "No, these two words are a matter of interest between us, and we can't call them casually, or you will get used to it in the future, and... you won't feel excited."

Listening to his nonsense, Sun Wukong suppressed a smile and said: "How come, as long as you say it, I will be happy no matter how many times I hear it."

Jin Wushu thought and thought, but still shook his head: "Anyway, the timing is not right, I, I can't scream..."

He felt itchy but endured it, and was afraid that the Great Sage would feel depressed, so he hurriedly said, "Why don't we have another day?"

"Oh?" Sun Wukong couldn't help holding his hand, ticking his palm with his fingers: "Change... date?"

Jin Wushu: "..."

He pulled out a stiff smile, gritted his teeth and said, "Someday, not that day." He really led the once pure and innocent Great Sage astray.

Sun Wukong thought that he only called out when he was doing it, so there seems to be nothing wrong with "another day".

He smiled in a low voice and stopped teasing him: "Well, I'll listen to you."

Seeing that Jin Wushu seemed relieved, he squeezed his slender waist, and said in a deep voice, "You can't run away from the left and right."

Jin Wushu raised his eyebrows, he didn't want to run away.

While they were talking, they had already followed the crowd out of the main hall and arrived at the martial arts field of Yuhua Palace.

On the martial arts arena, the three princes each held their own weapons and wore short-sleeve clothes that were easy to move around, rolling up their arms and sleeves and getting ready.

Jin Wushu looked over and saw that the eldest prince was holding an eyebrow-level stick, the second prince was holding a nine-toothed palladium, and the third prince was holding a black stick.

They were valiant, ready to say hello: "The eminent monks from the Tang Dynasty, the boys are asking for advice."

Surrounded by officials, large and small, seeing the three princes were a little frightened, for fear of offending the eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty by inadvertently doing so.

Sitting in the stands with King Yuhua, Jin Chan saw that only Zhu Bajie was in high spirits, so he smiled helplessly and warned: "Bajie, just play around a little bit, don't hurt the three princes."

Zhu Bajie waved his hand: "Master, don't worry."

After saying that, he jumped off the stands, walked more than ten meters in the air, and landed in the middle of the martial arts field.

Everyone was dumbfounded by what he said, and they gasped in shock.

"Pig, master pig...he can walk through the air?"

Zhu Bajie saw their surprise in his eyes, and tilted his head: "How many little dolls really want to compete with the old pig?"

The three princes were stunned for a long time, and they shouted in their hearts that he was a divine monk!Really have great supernatural powers.Just trying not to show his face, seeing that he was only in his twenties, he asked: "You are not much older than our brothers, how can you call us little baby?"

Zhu Bajie turned one hand away, laughed loudly and said, "Old Pig's age is more than enough to be your ancestor."

What he said was not impolite, but the truth, but in the ears of the three of them, it became rude and swear words.Although they were amazed at his supernatural powers, but after all, he is a prince, and being taken advantage of in public like this, how can he have a good face?

"Big brother and third brother back off, let me meet him."

The second prince took two steps holding the nine-tooth rake: "Master Pig, let the kid see your supernatural powers."

Zhu Bajie glanced at him, nodded with satisfaction: "Good boy, you have vision."

The second prince didn't understand why he was praised, but suddenly he saw the handsome Master Pig stretch out his hand, and a weapon appeared in his hand out of nowhere.

Zhu Bajie flipped his wrist, and very neatly hit the nine-toothed rake with two beautiful moves: "Hahaha, Buddhism and Taoism are destined, the old pig uses the nine-toothed rake, and your weapon is also a nine-toothed rake, not bad."

Sha Wujing was worried that he didn't have any weight in his hands, even if he didn't use his strength, if the rake fell down, he could smash people into meatloaf, so there must be no mistakes.

He hurriedly sent a sound transmission to Zhu Bajie: "Second senior brother, these dolls are all mortals, and they can't even withstand the power of one finger of yours. What are you comparing with them, come back quickly."

Zhu Bajie had woken up a long time ago, how could he really compete with them: "Don't worry, Lao Sha, Lao Zhu told them to experience it, and they won't hurt anyone."

The second prince's eyes widened: "You also use a nine-tooth rake?"

Zhu Bajie didn't respond, he turned his wrist again, and shook the rake, only to see the golden light go straight to the sky, and thousands of rays of auspicious energy poured down, reflecting the entire Yuhua Palace shining brightly.

He said: "Lao Zhu's magical weapon is called the Nine-toothed Nail rake, and it weighs as much as a treasure."

"Little baby, do you want to compare?"

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