"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

"It's dry, watch out for the candles."

When the husband's horn rang three times outside the window, Yu Gan, who was full of wine and food, burped and walked towards the bed. Since sending those two goods back to Chang'an, he has become more and more satisfied with his current comfortable situation.

It's just that the wind and food and sleeping in the open for days have made the skin a little rough, in order not to give the female goblins a chance to feel heartache. He decided not to cultivate immortals tonight, and get a good night's sleep.

"Elder ~ Elder."

As soon as he took off his pants halfway, a few women's whispers suddenly sounded outside the door, and after confirming that he was calling himself, Yu Gan was a little surprised for a while.

Hey, how can there be a woman's voice in the middle of the night? Could it be that the nearby female goblins covet the beauty of the poor monk and want to come to take the scripture of immortality?

So am I good from the good or from the heart......

"Bell~"

The sound of the wine glass next door interrupted the tangled, and he smiled, knowing that this was Sun Wukong signaling that he was fine, and opened the door with confidence.

Tut~

After seeing the appearance of the person who came, Yu Gan couldn't help but praise secretly in his heart: What a person sees a pitiful stunner, no wonder the dignified Marshal Tianpeng who can be fascinated is willing to farm.

The woman dressed in plain clothes outside the door did not know that her identity had been seen through. After saying a deep blessing, the face of the untreated Fan Dai was full of apologies and said, "I have seen the elders, and I took the liberty to disturb me late at night, and I ask for forgiveness." ”

Yu Gan nodded, raised his hand and said, "Amitabha, it's okay." There are many people outside the door, and the high donor also asks the house to talk. ”

The woman looked stunned and asked curiously, "Does the elder recognize me?" He hesitated slightly as he spoke, and finally Lianbu moved lightly and followed Yu Gan into the room.

After signaling him to sit down, Yu Gan took off the teacup on the table, and explained while pouring tea: "I don't recognize it, but the poor monks have only dealt with Mr. Gao and the pig demon in Gao Laozhuang. So I guess that I can come late at night, it should have something to do with them. ”

"The elder is really as wise as the sea, and the concubine is worshipped." Miss Gao took the teacup with some restraint and complimented.

Hearing the word Zhishen, Yu Gan's mind suddenly appeared with a strong man with a tiger's back and a beard on his face. Subconsciously glanced at his white and slender fingers, he shook his head a little funny, and left this ridiculous idea behind.

Although the fighting style is somewhat similar, how can the beauty of the poor monk be comparable to that of an ordinary man like Lu Tisha?

Taking a sip of tea, he slowly asked, "I don't know what happened when Miss Gao came to visit late at night?" ”

Miss Gao on the other side turned pale, got up and bowed deeply: "The concubine came this time to ask for a favor for my husband, and I hope that the elder can show mercy and let him go." ”

He thought that Miss Gao was deflated by seeing her father, so she came to ask her to get rid of the demon in person. Unexpectedly, people came to intercede for the monster.

Hiding his surprise with the action of drinking tea, Yu Gan asked quietly: "Husband?" The pig demon? ”

Miss Gao bent down and trembled slightly, and said with a trembling voice: "Elder, although my husband is a demon, he has never had any bad deeds. Even though he was beaten and scolded by his father after drinking last year, he never spit out half a bad word. You are a virtuous monk, if you misjudge the good because of one-sided words, I am afraid that you will be tarnished by your name. ”

Yu Gan, who listened to the words, nodded secretly, worthy of a family, this reasonable and implied flattering style is very similar to the pig.

Although these words and deeds are somewhat different from those in the original book, Yu Gan did not take it too seriously after making sure that he was not confused by the magic.

If you really want to be exquisite, you don't have yourself in the original book. So since Journey to the West has changed from words to a living world, and the characters in it are no longer rigid and develop according to the original plot, it also makes perfect sense.

Besides, who knows if this Miss Gao is because of a certain demon's good life, so she was passed through a certain place to enter the heart?

In my previous life, I heard that pigs are far superior to humans in some aspects, and they also have their own spirals~~

Ahem~

After noticing that his thinking was too divergent, Yu Gan coughed awkwardly twice to close his brain. glanced at Miss Gao quietly, and after seeing that she didn't realize it, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that somehow, this glance, the eyes can no longer take their eyes off the round buttocks that are tense because of the bending......

I don't know if it was because of the lack of strength, or because of the hot gaze, Miss Gao's body trembled slightly, and her head hung lower and lower.

Yu Gan was shocked, quickly closed his eyes, and quickly recited the Diamond Sutra silently in his heart, trying to calm the slightest ripples in his heart.

For a while, the room was unusually quiet, and Miss Gao saw that he was silent for a long time, thinking that he was measuring how to deal with her husband, and she was even more frightened and didn't dare to move, for fear that an impolite person would anger this powerful elder.

It's just that she is already frail, and she has been worrying too much in the past year. After a while, the rather physically demanding bowing posture was no longer maintainable, and the waist swayed slightly like a willow in the wind.

Yu Gan, who had finally finished reciting the Diamond Sutra, opened his eyes, and the heart lake that had just calmed down suddenly rose again, and his nose was sore, and two lines of old blood spurted out.

Amitabha, sins and sins, it must be the Yuanyang accumulated in the tenth generation that caused the poor monk to be so out of shape.

After throwing the pot out, his fingertips flashed slightly, and he wanted to bless himself with the condensation Dao Pure Heart Technique. Unexpectedly, the window facing the street suddenly shattered open, and among the flying sawdust, a figure mixed with gusts of black wind killed it.

"Bald donkey, stop! Cuilian is just a mortal, what is there to come to your Uncle Pig Gangguana! ”

Coming at you? I don't have such a good appetite for a poor monk! Looking at the appearance of the fat head and big ears, the distracting thoughts in Yu Gan's heart were empty in an instant, and he pointed his finger forward with a smile and said, "Are you sure?" ”

Seeing that it was just a clear heart, Zhu Gangguan's face stiffened and he turned around and wanted to run. But as soon as he came to the broken window, he was slammed back by a stick shadow!

Looking at the two figures, one big and one small, he swallowed hard, turned his head and begged: "That ~ Elder, you continue, just treat me as if the old pig didn't come?" ”

"Heh, Uncle Pig Gangguana, right? Didn't you run quite happily yesterday, why don't you run now? Hei Feng, who was inexplicably beaten yesterday, saw the culprit at this moment, his eyes immediately turned red, and the red tassel gun in his hand shook heavily and roared.

Why does this sound so familiar?

Sun Wukong glanced at him a little strangely, and decided to solve the one in the house first. He danced the golden rod casually, and he was about to twist himself and pounce on it.

Looking at the radiant golden light, Zhu Gang touched the big bag on his head with palpitations, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said: "Great Sage, I shouldn't have been cheap yesterday, but you always beat and scolded and scolded." Can you ...... today?"