After Wukong left, Tang Seng was idle alone, leading the donkey and walking alone in the wilderness. He listened to all kinds of strange calls and felt fuzzy. It would be nice if Wukong stayed by his side and talked, it wouldn't be so terrifying.

Suddenly, a village girl appeared in front of her, holding a bamboo basket in her hand.

Tang Seng was shocked because he was familiar with the plot of Journey to the West and knew that this village girl was transformed by Guanyin Bodhisattva, so she came to give herself a spell!

With the Tight Hook, Wukong will listen to his master more.

Even if the village girl dresses up, she is still full of fairy spirit.

"What's wrong with sister?"

Tang Monk was sweet-mouthed and spoke actively.

Guanyin was slightly stunned and asked, "Holy Monk, where are you from and where are you going?"

"I am a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and I go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

Tang Monk answered seriously.

"Oh? Xitian Leiyin Temple is 108,000 miles away from here, why don't you even have an apprentice?"

Listening to Guanyin Bodhisattva's words, Tang Seng couldn't help but laugh. Do you don't know if there is any disciple?

But I still answered: "I had an apprentice who killed innocent people by chance and was driven away by me."

Guanyin nodded with satisfaction. Tang Seng was kind-hearted and was indeed the best candidate for obtaining scriptures.

"I have a hat to give to your disciple."

Tang Monk knew that there was a golden hoop hidden inside, and he couldn't take it off as soon as he put it on.

What puzzled Tang Seng was that the hat was actually green, and I don’t know which grandson designed it.

"But Wukong has abandoned me."

Tang Seng continued to cooperate with the acting.

"Don't worry, I'll be back."

After hearing this, Tang Seng was overwhelmed. Wukong might continue to steal monsters when he came back. The golden hoop given by Guanyin was right. If Wukong was disobedient, he would chant the spell of tight hoop.

Guanyin slowly showed her true body, wearing a snow-white skirt, standing in the air.

When Tang Seng saw it, he pretended to be shocked and crawled on the ground: "It turns out to be Sister Guanyin!"

"Sanzang, monks, don't always call them sister!"

Guanyin was angry, but her tone was soft.

"I have a spell here. After Wukong puts on the tight hoop, you can recite this spell if you don't obey."

"Thank you Bodhisattva."

Guanyin closed her eyes slightly and recited a mantra. After a long time, she asked, "Did you remember it clearly?"

Seeing that he had no words, he looked at Tang Seng again. He knelt on the ground with a crooked expression and his eyes were peering under Guanyin's skirt.

One is in the air and the other is underground. The two are five or six meters apart, and the angle is very clever.

Tang Seng didn't look at it on purpose, but could see it just by looking up.

"Shameless!"

Whoosh!

Guanyin deliberately flew away from Tang Seng, and then covered her skirt lightly, angrily shouting: "Jin Chanzi, you have changed!"

"Guanyin spares his life, I won't dare to do it next time!"

Tang Seng has low magic power, and if Guanyin makes a report in front of the Buddha, he will be done.

"snort!"

Guanyin snorted coldly and flew into the sky and disappeared.

Say I am Jin Chanzi?

I am not even Tang Monk. I was single in my previous life. What happened to the beauty who looked at me twice more?

After Guanyin left, Tang Monk looked at the cuckold in his hand and felt happy.

If Wukong dares to steal his experience again, he will recite the spell of tight hoop.

Just a few minutes after Guanyin left, she heard a faint call coming from the sky.

"Master, Master..."

"Wukong, I am here!"

Tang Seng has his own plans. After all, he is only a level 3 god-level Tang Seng now, and his magic power is still weak. If he encounters a monster that is stronger than him, Wukong can save a lot of trouble.

Tang Monk was afraid that Sun Wukong would not see him, so he took off his cassock and hung it on the nine-ring tin staff and shook it desperately, hoping that the other party would see it.

"Kongkong, the master is here, here!"

"Master, my old grandson won't leave this time!"

Sun Wukong had just been preached by the old Dragon King of the East China Sea and also told the story of Yiqiao San Jinglu. If you want to accomplish something, you must be patient and be more loyal to Tang Seng at this moment.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back. Come and see. There are new toys in the bag. Can it be worn on your head? "

"Oh? What new toys, I, Lao Sun, want to take a look."

When Goku found the hat, he excitedly said, "This cuckold looks so beautiful, is this for me?"

"Yes, put it on quickly, it depends on whether it fits."

"It looks good, it looks so good. The master is so nice to me, Lao Sun!"

Sun Wukong ran to the river and was excited to see the reflection in the water.

Finally put it on, Tang Monk felt relieved. If Wukong snatched his experience, he would recite it a hundred times of the tight hoop curse.

“*#*&Ｅ…**%￥&…￥…￥…%￥…%￥@￥%￥…&*”

Tang Monk tests whether this tight hoop curse is easy to use.

"Ah, my head hurts so much!"

Wukong turned around and found that it was Tang Monk who was the one who was doing it. He was furious and threw it over with a golden cudgel.

Tang Monk was frightened and ran away.

“*#*&*%￥&￥%￥&*”

Tang Monk ran to recite.

Wukong was in unbearable pain and waved his stick randomly.

boom!

The huge rock next to it was smashed to pieces by Goku.

"Master, please stop thinking, I, Lao Sun, can't stand it!"

Wukong rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Tang Seng was overjoyed. It seemed that this tight hoop curse was the real thing.

"Wukong, don't hold a grudge against the master. The golden hoop on his head was given by Guanyin Bodhisattva. I hope you can reduce your intention to kill!"

Tang Monk deliberately hatred attracted Guanyin.

"So this golden hoop was given by Guanyin!"

Wukong gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

"If you don't listen to your master, then the master will have to recite the tight hoop curse to punish you. I'm fine, good!"

Wukong had no choice but to say, "Master, don't worry, my old grandson must listen to the master, and I will never chase chickens when I tell you to beat a dog!"

Tang Seng nodded with satisfaction, and was relieved that Wukong liked to grab experience.

Tang Seng and Wukong continued to rush their way because they had heard the sound of water, and not far away was the Eagle Choujian that conquered the little white dragon.

“Driving…”

After a while, the two of them arrived at Yingchou Storm. There were mountains on both sides, and below was a bottomless lake.

Tang Monk has been traveling one after another these days, and his body is covered with dust. Tang Monk suddenly had the idea of ​​taking a bath, and he could also grab a few fish and grill it to eat.

"Wukong, go down to take a shower for your master, and you take care of your luggage."

As he said that, Tang Seng took off his clothes and thrust into the pond.

"Master, be careful of monsters inside."

Wukong reminded on the shore that he was almost phobic.

Tang Seng knew that there was a little white dragon in the water, and he had no need to worry about it.

"Congkong, you can come down and wash, it's so comfortable."

Tang Monk tried various poses in the water, breaststroke, butterfly swim, and swim freely.
To be continued...