Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#846 - The Great Tang of the East, Tang 3 Tibet! Please enlighten me

Puxian was startled by Tang Sanzang's angry shout.

It took him a while to react: This guy is sick!

I am now a delicate young woman. When he sees me, not only does he not have any thoughts of romance, but his mind is full of wanting to box with me?!

Tang Sanzang knocks on the widow's door at night, just for this?

Not to mention that Puxian Bodhisattva couldn't understand it, even normal people couldn't understand Tang Sanzang's desire to exercise.

The current Tang Sanzang is very, very simple.

The body is the capital for obtaining scriptures. The journey to obtain scriptures is long. If you don't exercise your body well, how will you obtain scriptures in the future?

And just now that punch has already made Tang Sanzang see that this is a valuable opponent.

Tang Sanzang usually can't find a decent opponent, so now that he has encountered one, he is naturally eager to show off his skills.

But this woman doesn't want to box, which makes Tang Sanzang very disappointed, and he doesn't even want to be under the same roof anymore.

Tang Sanzang turned around, determined to leave, his firm heart full of enlightenment.

Puxian was anxious and quickly said to keep Tang Sanzang:

"Fight, fight, fight! This little girl will accompany you to fight!"

Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up instantly. He turned back to stare at Puxian Bodhisattva and said with joy:

"This poor monk knew that you are also a martial arts enthusiast. How could you possibly suppress your restless heart when you meet a worthy opponent?"

"Don't worry, this poor monk is very ethical in martial arts. We will stop when we've made our point, exchange skills through martial arts, and never get angry."

Puxian Bodhisattva's smile was uglier than crying. What kind of idiot is this? Is his brain made of muscles?

But there is really no other way. Now only this reason can keep Tang Sanzang here.

Puxian Bodhisattva took a deep breath.

"Then please come in quickly."

Pig Bajie licked his lips, a wicked smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, okay, that's naturally great! Old Pig is also a gentle person. If you need anything, you can look for me!"

"Speaking of which, are there only two sisters? Do you know? Old Pig is proficient in all kinds of touching techniques, and my favorite is mother-daughter rice bowls..."

Sun Wukong kicked Pig Bajie's butt and said with contempt:

"Idiot, can't you act like a human being? Look at Master, and then look at you!"

"Master is what a scripture seeker should look like!"

Pig Bajie didn't care.

Sha Wujing led the horse, and Chu Hao, who had given up thinking and was a salted fish after work, was lying on the horse.

Sha Wujing said to Pig Bajie very cheerfully:

"Second Senior Brother, food and sex are human nature, I understand you!"

"But, we still have the task of obtaining scriptures, we can't delay it."

Pig Bajie patted his chest.

"Don't worry, Old Pig knows what he's doing!"

Sha Wujing carried the burden and went in.

Pig Bajie smiled, a sly look flashing across his face.

Then Pig Bajie's hands were like dragon claws, grabbing and grabbing, walking in with a wicked smile.

"Pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls who suddenly appear in the middle of the night!"

Puxian and Wenshu entered, but they were secretly anxious and frequently transmitted voices:

"Hasn't she come yet? Are we really going to fight Tang Sanzang?"

"How could that be... Let's delay it first, they will be here soon."

Puxian Bodhisattva and Wenshu Bodhisattva seemed to have sensed the approaching aura of Guanyin Bodhisattva and Lishan Old Mother, and they were relieved.

Today's difficulty was arranged too hastily, resulting in them now having to box with Tang Sanzang to keep them.

A trace of cold light flashed in their eyes. No matter what, Tang Sanzang was kept here today, but there was also the Prison God Chu Hao.

That Prison God being able to fall into this trap at the same time was finally back on track.

But at this moment, Tang Sanzang's urging voice came from the ears of the two people.

"When will the two of you come to fight this poor monk? Please don't make this poor monk wait too long!"

Puxian and Wenshu were covered in black lines. What is this feeling of being unable to suppress the urge to hit someone?

This Tang Sanzang is so unromantic, it's absolutely amazing!

Helplessly, Puxian Bodhisattva could only sigh.

They were politely invited into the hall, and greetings were exchanged.

Behind the screen, suddenly a girl with a bun and hanging silk tassels, carrying a golden plate and a white jade cup, fragrant tea spraying warm air, and exotic fruits scattering a faint fragrance.

That person wore colorful sleeves, with slender spring bamboo fingers; holding a jade cup, serving tea.

"Venerable Elders, please have some tea, my mother will be here soon," Puxian said.

Tang Sanzang waved his hand, his eyes sharp.

"I won't drink the tea, and I won't see your mother. I don't plan to box with your mother. I just want you to hurry up and have a physical fight with me!"

"This poor monk is already very thirsty. Are you ready?"

Puxian Bodhisattva twitched the corner of his mouth. He's sick, he's definitely sick!

But seeing that he couldn't delay it any longer, Puxian Bodhisattva could only grit his teeth and go all out!

At most, during the boxing match, he would give Tang Sanzang some physical temptations. Well, it's a test of Zen mind, so it's normal to have some movements.

Puxian took a deep breath and stood up and said:

"Then, let's have a little competition."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he stood up abruptly, took off his kasaya, revealing a body full of bulging muscles, and smiled, revealing his white and shiny teeth.

"Eastern Tang Dynasty, Tang Sanzang! Please enlighten me!"

Puxian Bodhisattva gently took off her thin gauze dress, her face full of charm.

"This little girl, Ai'ai, has never fought with anyone before, please be gentle, Elder."

Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows, but said in a deep voice:

"Don't worry, practice makes perfect. This poor monk didn't like fighting before, but now he has experienced the joy of fighting!"

"You must know that women are not incapable of fighting. We must break this feudal ideology. No one stipulates these things. We must break the inherent thinking!"

"Fighting with this poor monk will make both our bodies and minds thrive! Isn't this a hundred times better than romance?!"

Puxian was covered in black lines.

But now that things have come to this, the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Tang Sanzang and Puxian each took their stance, preparing to fight.

On the other side, Lishan Old Mother and Guanyin Bodhisattva were rushing over.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was particularly anxious, frequently urging:

"Hurry up, hurry up, if we're any later, I'm afraid something big will happen!"

Our Lady of Wudang, that is, the Old Mother of Lishan, smiled faintly.

"What's the rush? Hasn't something already happened?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly reacted, feeling panicked, and took a closer look, but was startled!

At this moment, in the courtyard, Tang Sanzang had already taken off his kasaya, and on the other side, Ai'ai娇滴滴 had taken off her gauze dress, revealing her fragrant shoulders.

Guanyin Bodhisattva's entire face turned black, and her mind couldn't turn around for a moment.

"What the hell is going on? Is this Tang Sanzang so unable to resist the temptation of beauty?"

"This is clearly a test of Zen mind, there's no need to test it, he surrendered directly? They've already started taking off their clothes!"

But when Guanyin Bodhisattva saw the next scene, she was even more dumbfounded.

The two of them, started fighting!