Journey to the West: Monks do not tell lies, they only rob

The capital of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom, at the intersection of Dongguanxiang Street.

Wukong: "Master, I am a relatively open-minded person, but can you tell me why you do this?"

At this time, Tang Shan was wearing a woman's bun on her head, and her face was not made up, but her fair skin and red lips made her look pretty and elegant, with a unique natural beauty.

She changed her wide robes into a half-shoulder dress and tied a black lace girdle around her waist.

The clothes are eye-catching and the colors are bold.

From the apprentice’s perspective: The girl is 1.8 meters tall and strong, with an impeccable face, but she looks like a Barbie doll no matter how you look at her.

The type who will wink at you and act cute with you, but the next second he'll punch you and send you back home.

Bajie: "Master, I think it's normal for people to have some special little habits, but you..."

He walked forward and pinched the two buns that Tang Shan had just stuffed into her chest.

It's a bit excessive for you to waste food like this.

At least it's a grapefruit, there's a layer of skin on the outside, so you can still eat it after taking it out.

Wukong: Do you dare to touch my lunch?

The disciples had twisted expressions and looked at Tang Shan with frowns, as if they had a thousand words to say but could not utter a word.

Sha Seng and White Dragon Horse are even wondering whether they should start calling their female master in the future.

"The area ahead is full of tigers and wolves. You can call me Miss Tang later. Don't call me by the wrong name."

Bajie curiously peered inside, patted his belly and laughed excitedly, "Master, are you having a seizure? This is filled with women's laughter."

There are no tigers or wolves here. It is clearly a land of tenderness, fragrance and warmth.

Tang Shan raised her eyebrows, a smile in her eyes.

Well, I'll take this opportunity to cure your lustful temper.

"In that case, go and take a look first. I am waiting for you here."

Bajie: The master in women’s clothing seems to be easy to talk to.

"Thank you, Master. When I go in, I will open my eyes wide to check if there are any monsters around to ensure your safety."

Hehehe, Bajie was rubbing his hands in his heart.

Pretty girl, here I come, old pig.

With a sly smile on his face, he walked briskly towards the bustling street.

Wukong: "Master, I'm afraid that this old pig still has lustful thoughts. Why don't I go with him and take a look?"

Tang Shan smiled without saying anything, just nodded and let Wukong follow.

For a moment, only Sha Seng and the White Dragon Horse were left by his side.

"Master, why don't we go in together?"

Tang Shan lowered her head and counted the seconds. "It's almost there. You'll know in a dozen seconds."

She rode on the white dragon horse and began to count down, "Lao Sha, I am now calling you Miss Tang. You called me the wrong name just now."

"Disciple will remember this, Master."

Tang Shan...

At this moment, deafening cheers came from the street.

"Three, two, one"

"Wow~ Master, help me!"

Wukong rushed out first, his animal skin torn to pieces and the hair on his face in a tangled clump.

"Wow~ Big Brother, what are you doing? You're like this after just one trip. Did you get robbed?"

Aren't we the ones who always rob others?

Sha Seng walked forward to tidy up Wukong's clothes and hair. He really couldn't understand who could have made the eldest brother look so shabby.

"Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise all the monkey hair would have been pulled out."

Wukong patted his chest with lingering fear.

Sha Monk: "Where's the second brother?"

"I just saw him running behind me."

Several people looked towards the exit in unison.

"How terrifying! Help me, Master!"

Bajie ran out shouting, his belly shaking.

He was in a worse situation than Wukong. His clothes were torn into rags and his two big ears were stained with lipstick marks.

There were red marks on his chest from fingernails and more than a dozen red lipstick marks on his face.

Sha Monk: "Oh! You are dead, Second Brother! You actually went off to have fun!"

"Go wherever it's cooler." Bajie pushed Lao Sha away with one hand.

He quickly moved in front of Tang Shan and leaned half of his body on the white dragon horse.

The White Dragon Horse shook its body impatiently in protest.

Can you please stay away from me, dirty pig?

"Master, it's really scary in there. Why don't we take another route?"

Bajie's words were sincere and did not seem false.

I really don't want to go through the experience of being chased and bitten by the old lady again.

Tang Shan said with a smile: "Don't you always like to die under the peony flowers and be a romantic ghost?"

This is just the beginning, can’t you bear it?

"Master, you don't understand. The women inside were like wolves and tigers, as if they hadn't seen a man in hundreds of years. As soon as they saw me, they all pounced on me."

Bajie spoke excitedly, but when he thought of the scene where the old lady smiled at him with dentures, he felt creepy and got goose bumps all over his body.

No, I have to find a portrait of Chang'e to calm down.

Sha Seng was surprised: No way, he didn’t even let Second Brother go.

"Second Brother, you should be content. You used to be despised even when you paid for your son-in-law, but now women are fighting for you. You must be so happy."

Bajie glared at Sha Seng fiercely.

"What do you know? No matter how lustful I am, I still have to talk about feelings, okay? I'm not a casual person!"

Tang Shan: This is absolutely ridiculous. The biggest joke of the day has just happened.

If any of those women were pretty, you, Zhu Bajie, would want to be an emperor and take them all into your harem.

After Wukong calmed down, his eyes were once again fixed on Tang Shan, who was dressed as a woman.

The eyes of the two masters and apprentices met in the air, and they both understood what the other meant.

Then,

"Master, can I put something else in there?"

Bajie had a sad face, and Sha Seng and Wukong were trying hard to stuff the pomelo into his clothes.

"Okay." Wukong clapped his hands. Perfect.

Even the White Dragon Horse had a big red flower on its head.

The ponytail behind her was braided into several braids and decorated with a bow hairpin.

The apprentices turned into a group of red and green aunts.

Bajie, Wukong and Sha Seng put a thick layer of powder on their faces and then applied two blobs of blush.

It can be as ugly as it wants, but it can protect people's safety.

"Master, no, Miss Tang," Wukong said, holding up a pink handkerchief as if to cover his face shyly, "What should I be called?"

Wukong's golden eye shadow kept blinking at this time, and Tang Shan was worried that his eyelids might be cramping.

"Just call yourself Rumeng."

Like a dream, everything is just a fantasy bubble, without color or form, all is false.

Bajie quickly squeezed forward and asked, "What about me?"

Tang Shan sucked in a breath of cold air. Bajie, who was already not very good-looking, now looked even more unspeakable.

Bajie had a big pink peony on his head, jade earrings on his ears, messy eyebrows, and nose hairs like weeds sticking out of his nostrils.

Under the sunlight, Bajie's facial hair looked like black earthworms growing in the snow.

Tang Shan swallowed and looked away with difficulty.

"Hehe, Ruhua, it suits you very well."

"Thinking about my original appearance as Old Pig, I am handsome and majestic, so the word 'Ruhua' is more suitable for me in women's clothing."

Bajie looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction and boasted to himself, "Master must think I am as beautiful as a flower."

Alas, being good-looking is also a kind of trouble.