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

Chapter 158: Wukong, a Dedicated Person

Wukong's scalp tingled when he heard this, and for the sake of the fan he had to force a smile as he walked in.

Just when the little girl called out "King", the female Rakshasa inside began to excitedly choose clothes, adjust her makeup and hairpins.

Be sure to look your best in front of your husband.

Fortunately, Wukong had walked through the cave once before, otherwise he would not have been able to recognize the way.

As soon as he reached the door of the dormitory, he saw the Rakshasa woman wearing a red gauze cardigan walking out from behind the beaded curtain.

Under the red gauze, there was only a white silk undergarment embroidered with peony patterns.

With every step, she paused, her delicate jade hands lightly covering her red lips, her eyes filled with spring water, the hairpins on her head jingled, and her jade-colored hair gave off a fragrance.

Wukong swallowed nervously, I shouldn't be here, I should be at the bottom of the mountain.

This kind of scene doesn't seem to be my specialty. I should have asked Bajie to come earlier.

The Rakshasa woman glared at Wukong, who was still in a daze at the door, and said, "Come in quickly——"

Could it be that you are stunned by my beauty?

The voice was soft and crisp, the expression charming and seductive, but to Wukong's ears it sounded like a death spell.

He regretted pretending to be the Bull Demon King, because he didn’t know how to answer this question!

Wukong's legs seemed to be rooted to the ground, stiff and unable to move, and he had thought of countermeasures tens of thousands of times in his mind.

The Rakshasa woman pouted, walked to the door, and hooked her index finger around his belt.

Wukong could only bite the bullet and allow himself to be dragged into the door by the Rakshasa woman.

When the dormitory door was closed, a hint of sadness and despair appeared in Wukong's eyes.

Master, for the sake of our great cause, I am no longer clean.

"Ah~" Tang Shan rubbed her nose. Could it be that the air conditioner was turned on too high?

At this time, Tang Shan and some other villagers were playing cards in an air-conditioned room and were having a great time.

Wukong: You can’t tell whether I live or die...

"Why are you so stunned?"

The Rakshasa woman leaned weakly on Wukong's shoulder, and the hot breath from her red lips scared Wukong so much that he dared not move.

Damn it, he would rather it was a ferocious goblin blowing air at him than it was like this.

Wukong sat up straight, his eyes straight ahead, not even looking at her.

The Rakshasa woman was puzzled. Why didn't she say a word after coming back for so long?

She stood up and held Wukong's face in her hands and looked at him carefully. He was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that his flaw would be discovered.

"You," As soon as the Rakshasa woman said one word, Wukong's heart rose to his throat.

Discovered?

"Why do you look hundreds of years younger?"

Since Wukong and Bull Demon King had not seen each other for hundreds of years, he transformed into his previous appearance.

"Ha, ha, ha," Wukong chuckled, "Maybe I've been taking good care of myself lately?"

He carefully studied the Rakshasa woman's expression.

When the Rakshasa woman heard this, she was furious.

She pushed Wukong's face away in disgust, "You hug that vixen every day, but she doesn't seem to drain your energy."

It’s strange to say, why did I see Lao Niu tonight, but he seemed as shy and reserved as when we were in love many years ago?

"Husband, Madam," Wukong stood up and formally took the Rakshasa woman's hand, "She and I were just a fleeting love affair, just a casual affair."

As he said this, he placed the palm of Rakshasa's hand against his chest and said, "You are the only one in my heart."

Wukong was crying in his heart, Master, I have made a great sacrifice this time, wuwuwu——

The Rakshasa woman shyly pulled her hand back, and then punched him on the chest with a series of small fists with pink bubbles and hearts.

"You're already an old married couple and you're still talking about this. Aren't you ashamed~"

Wukong looked at the candlelight in front of him with a look of despair, and there was a faint smell of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Others are just pretending to be cute, but you are really going to smash it.

Wukong felt his heart clenched, and he quickly reached out and grabbed the Rakshasa woman's arm.

"Madam, I..."

"Your Majesty, Madam," there was a knock on the door, "I am here to serve wine and food."

The Rakshasa woman shyly pushed Wukong away, lowered her head to adjust her red veil, and then called out, "Come in."

Wukong's eyes rolled, "Why don't we let her stay and serve us?"

With outsiders around, the Rakshasa woman shouldn't do anything excessive to me.

"What are you talking about?" The Rakshasa woman took the wine jug and wine cup from the girl's hand. "Isn't it enough for you to have me serve you?"

We finally waited for the Bull Demon King to come back, and we must have some time alone together.

The girl lowered her head, served the food and wine, closed the door and left tactfully.

Wukong's heart felt cold.

The Rakshasa woman slid onto Wukong's thighs, holding a wine glass, her jade arms wrapped around his neck, her beautiful eyes wandering, captivating him.

"Husband, I..."

"Wait a moment," Wukong stood up, "I'll blow out the candles."

The Rakshasa woman who was thrown to the ground:?

What time is it now? Why are you blowing out the candles?

Then I thought, oh~ could it be that he wants to~

Hey, damn it, why are you in such a hurry?

There were many candles burning in the room, making it very bright.

Wukong was afraid that his abnormality would be noticed by the Rakshasa woman, so he thought of extinguishing the candles, leaving only a few dim flames.

The Rakshasa woman stood up with her red veil half-unveiled and put her arms around Wukong's shoulders.

"Damn it, when did you learn to be so lively?"

The hazy and ambiguous atmosphere casts an unreal filter over the two of them.

Seeing that the Rakshasa woman's red lips were about to kiss him, Wukong immediately made a very unpleasant decision.

"This is all thanks to Xiao Yuyu teaching me, otherwise how could Madam understand the different tastes of being a husband."

Sure enough, when the Rakshasa woman heard that it was a naughty thing made by the Jade-faced Fox, her face immediately turned black.

"Xiao Yuyu? Ah?" She sneered, "Haha, Xiao Yuyu~"

She let go of her arms, staggered to the bed and sat down, crying alone.

Wukong: Phew~ I’m saved.

As expected, humans’ joys and sorrows are incommensurable, and neither are demons’.

"When I was pursuing her, you called me Xiao Shanshan. Now that the new one has surpassed the old one, I call her Xiao Yuyu. Wuwuwu——"

Wukong stretched out his hands in annoyance and grabbed the bull's horns and twisted them hard, "You old bull, why did you get yourself into such a romantic trouble?"

I can't stand hearing other people cry.

"Boom~"

The left horn was suddenly pulled off.

Wukong: emmm...

The Rakshasa stopped crying and asked, "What's that sound?"

Wukong quickly pressed his left horn back on his head, "Sister-in-law, there's no sound. You must have heard it wrong."

The Rakshasa woman didn't want to waste the good time of the night crying.

So she made some adjustments and then entangled Wukong again.

Wukong: Although crying makes me very irritated, if this is the consequence of not crying, then you should just continue crying on your own, sister-in-law.

I can tolerate women's tears...

"Husband, let's go to bed~"

"Ah? Going to bed?" Wukong was shocked. "I, I'm not used to going to bed so early."

He pretended to glance at the wall and said, "I won't sleep until the moon does."

Rakshasa woman...

The cave is completely enclosed and you can't see the outside, let alone the moon.

"Hmph!" She pushed Wukong away. "I think you're just obsessed with the wildflowers outside and don't even remember that you have a wife and children at home."

Wukong held his forehead and took a deep breath. He decided to sacrifice once more for his master's journey to obtain the scriptures.