Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Unique Aesthetic

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"And?" The four women looked at Tang and Song Dynasty angrily, eager to tear them alive, weak, devilish body, delicate skin, these three things that all women dream of were actually said by this monk to be the source of ugliness, which is really speechless.

"Uh...... Not for the time being. Tang Song laughed twice and waved his hand.

Lu Pothos sneered and said unconvinced, "Since the elder said that the four of us sisters are ugly, I don't know what kind of image the beautiful woman is in the eyes of the elder. ”

"What's so hard about that. The corners of Tang Song's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and said in his heart that this was your own fault, called Zhu Bajie to his side, whispered a few words, and then slowly stepped aside.

Zhu Bajie blinked, his hand pinched the magic trick and recited the sound change, a divine light flashed, and an incomparably strong woman suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"This ...... Could this be the beauty that the elder thinks?!" The four girls opened their mouths wide, looked at the woman in front of them with a shocked expression, and they were a little uncomfortable when they spoke, they were now extremely envious of Sun Wukong, who could not see anything at this time.

Tang Song quietly looked at the Barbie King Kong that Zhu Bajie had turned into, and nodded with satisfaction when he felt the extremely horrified eyes of the four women, and also let you feel the cultural shock from another dimension.

It was an incomparably delicate face, but it was matched with a body as solid as steel, with huge muscles with sharp edges and corners, as if summoned by a wrestler, and what was even more terrifying was that with a dark skin, there was a black light all over the body, and it felt like oil was about to flow out.

Zixia quietly leaned into the ear of the red sleeves, and said with a wry smile: "Second sister, this elder's taste seems to be a little unique, and our plan is probably going to fail." ”

Red Sleeves also looked helpless, the so-called plan is naturally the art of seduction, I thought that with my own beauty, it must be a matter of hand, how do I think that this elder's taste is so unique, and the delicate beauty of his sister is classified as an ugly woman, not to mention, this kind of ...... Strange creatures are considered treasures.

"Second sister, what should I do?" Lan Xiang also came over and said with a frightened face, could she become like that to seduce the monk, just thinking about it made her shudder.

"Let's do it when the opportunity comes!" said Redsleeves, gritting her teeth, how could she know what to do?

"Elder, let's sit down first! The slave family has already prepared all the food. After readjusting his emotions, Red Sleeves said with a smile.

"Okay, okay! The old pig has already played a drum in his belly, and the female bodhisattva is still understanding. Zhu Bajie's transformed King Kong Barbie jumped forward with a look of excitement, which was unbearable to look at.

The corners of the four red-sleeved women's mouths twitched, and she quietly took a few steps back, looked at Tang Songqiang and said with a smile: "My sister already knows, it is better for the elder to order him to change back to his original body, and it is better to be more comfortable." ”

Tang Song smiled and nodded, Zhu Bajie pinched the magic trick again and turned into a real body, and looked at the four girls with a smug face.

The fourth girl breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Zhu Bajie, who had a fat head and big ears and a hideous face, she suddenly felt a lot more pleasing to the eye, although this pig demon is ugly, but at least it is not disgusting.

Everyone followed the four girls into the house, several people sat around the table, and soon the four women re-seated with wine and food, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing were already hungry, and picking up their cheeks was a fierce meal, and they couldn't care about others at all.

"Why didn't the elder keep his mouth shut?, but he was not satisfied with this dish?" Red Sleeves asked, since learning about Tang Song's peculiar aesthetics, the four spider spirits behaved a lot, and they no longer deliberately ** Tang Song, and they probably knew that it was useless at all.

"Poor monks are monks who don't get fishy meat, so I can only thank the donor for his kindness. Tang Song shook his head and said, but he sneered in his heart, the ghost only knew what these seemingly normal foods were, remembering that the seven spider spirits in the original book were Tang Seng who had been entertained with a human meat feast, thinking about the description in the original book, and then looking at the greasy meat slices on this table, Tang Song only felt a sour water in his stomach, and quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look at it again.

"Why don't the elders eat? The craftsmanship of the four little ladies is still quite good. Zhu Bajie opened his mouth wide, stuffed a large bone stick, and only instigated that only a clean bone stick was spit out, looking at Tang Song on the side, he frowned, and couldn't help but ask strangely, in his impression, the elder's appetite has always been very good, why hasn't he moved a mouthful today?

Tang Song smiled reluctantly, lowered his voice and said, "Bajie, you haven't tasted any familiar taste?"

Zhu Bajie was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "Since my old pig was put into the mortal world, I have eaten countless mountain delicacies and game, where can I tell the difference?"

Tang Song slapped his forehead, although Zhu Bajie had eaten people in the original book, he had just arrived in Fuling Mountain when he was subdued this time, and he had not yet married the second sister Mao, and he was far from being depressed to the tragic extent of eating people.

"Wujing, haven't you eaten any familiar taste?" It doesn't matter if Zhu Bajie has no experience, but don't forget, there is a cannibal expert in their team, and the quicksand river can be described as eating countless people for several years, whether it is fat or thin, or male or female, they will never escape the curtain general on the tip of their tongue.

"Nope. Sha Wujing took the time to raise his head, shook his head decisively, and stuffed the bone stick in his hand into his mouth with the flesh and bones, the two rows of teeth were like iron tongs, and the hard bones were chewed and crushed with a few rattles, and then swallowed into their stomachs together.

"Isn't it something you always eat in the quicksand river?" Tang Song looked suspicious.

"No, it doesn't smell. Sha Wujing paused for a moment, licked his lips and seemed to be savoring, and shook his head for a long time.

Tang Song breathed a sigh of relief, since the experts have made a final decision, it seems that this is indeed not a feast of human flesh, but Tang Song still does not dare to move, because even if it is not human flesh, it is probably not a good thing, and it is likely to play the trick of the white bone spirit, turning things such as stones and insects into delicacies to coax others to be fooled.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing, the two foodies, are naturally not afraid, even if they eat stones, they can easily digest them, and they are even more ferocious than Bei Ye, but he can't afford to be a mortal monk, and eating them is tantamount to poison through the intestines. After all, there is no monkey's keen eye to test this time, so it is better to be cautious.

"I won't drink any more wine, and the poor monk will have to ride a horse for a while. Seeing that Red Sleeves stood up with a wine jug, Tang Song refused coldly again.

"Elder-" The red-sleeved show frowned slightly, not understanding what the conflict between riding a horse and drinking was, and just about to get up and make a move, he saw Tang Song waving his hand, looking at them with slanted eyes, and said: "Are you going to be unhappy again? ”

Looking at the suspicious gaze of the four girls, Tang Song sneered and said: "Happy dragonflies fly high, mayflies are not hungry." The spider between the eaves also serves you, spinning silk and weaving the belly like a drum. ”