Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 181 Corpse Magic Trick Pig Wuneng

The village girl, dressed in a pretty manner, asked the burly woman to take her out of the cave with a gust of wind. In an instant, they left the mountains and found a small restaurant by the roadside.

"Contain your demonic aura."

The village girl straightened her clothes, glanced furtively at the three streetwalkers cracking sunflower seeds by the restaurant entrance, and said:
"This is the path that monk must take. I will stand here and wait for him. If anyone comes looking for trouble, you should deal with them carefully and not disturb the mortals nearby."

Upon hearing this, the burly woman quickly suppressed her alluring scent, her fierce gaze softening into a slightly naive expression, and asked:

"Madam, Tang Xuanci is a monk after all. Are you sure he will fall for it?"

The village girl snorted and said:

"You are unaware of this, but I have already inquired about his situation in detail in Jambudvipa."

"That fellow may be a monk, but he's a lecherous one. His titles of 'Poet Immortal,' 'Martial Saint,' and 'Bright Lamp of Wisdom' are nothing more than gilded robes that Buddhism has adorned him for the purpose of spreading its teachings."

"I heard that along the way, whenever he entered a city, he would find a local leisure club to stay in; if he had to camp in the mountains, he would order his villains to search for female cultivators and demons, and then boil and kill them."

"Therefore, I expect that when he comes over, he will be lustful. I will lure him to a secluded place to do the deed, and when his disciple can't see, I will kidnap him directly."

Upon hearing of Tang Xuanci's atrocities, the burly woman stared in disbelief and spat out curses:

"I never expected him to be this kind of monk. He's utterly wicked. Once I catch him, I will personally tear him to pieces."

Soon, the D-cup country girl walked over and joined the three streetwalkers amidst their surprised and shunning gazes.

As expected, the prostitute immediately went to the village behind the restaurant and found two thugs who were guarding the place.

Seeing this, the burly woman immediately stepped forward, smiling obsequiously, and pulled the two thugs aside for a private conversation. Once they were in a secluded spot, she snapped their necks and carried them away into the deep mountains like a tiger carrying a sheep.

When the streetwalker saw that the thugs didn't return, she assumed that they had allowed the thug next door to do business. Although she was very unhappy, she didn't say anything more.

A short while later, the sun was high in the sky, and it was almost noon.

"Pfft, look! That man is really handsome, and he's even riding a white horse."

"Really, he has such fair skin and is so strong. Looking at his physique, I feel like he could kill a cow. If he comes to play with me later, I won't charge him."

"Damn, forget about not taking money. If he's going to be with me, I'd steal all the money from that deadbeat in my family and give it to him!"

"Hehehehehe... Me too."

The three streetwalkers suddenly became infatuated, each striking a pose, fidgeting with their clothes, and staring intently at the four men and one horse coming from the east side of the road.

The D-cup village girl followed their gaze and saw the man on horseback:
He was wearing a baseball cap with the word "Motherfucker" on his head and a 280-gram Tibetan long-staple cotton T-shirt.

His pectoral muscles burst out of his shirt, his arms bulged out of his sleeves, his neck was strong, and his jaw was masculine, making him extremely sexy.

Tell the woman to look at him again, or she'll explode!

Even she, as the Demon King, couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have this beautiful queen come to her to do business, and then go to that thatched hut in the back for a close encounter.
However, a wave of guilt over her deceased husband washed over her, and her daydreaming came to an abrupt halt. She quickly composed herself and observed the actions of the four people, master and disciples.

"It's already noon. Luckily, there's a place to eat here. Let's rest for a bit before we go."

Pigsy, who had transformed into a burly, yellow-haired man, was lazily walking at the back, but suddenly caught up.

Tang Xuanci noticed the street vendors outside the restaurant and chuckled, agreeing with his suggestion.

So the five of them sat down at the tables and chairs outside the shop, casually put their luggage down, asked the shop owner to bring eight small dishes and ten catties of beef and mutton, and brought their own wine and drinks to eat and drink.

"Hey, Wuneng, why don't you get some bowls for Nail Dragon to serve her food and pour her wine? How is she supposed to eat like this, grabbing food with her hooves?" Tang Xuanci laughed.

Zhu Wuneng glanced at the white horse, his gaze as innocent as if he were looking at a close relative, and said in an annoyed tone:

"This is your horse, not mine. Take it or leave it."

When Nailong heard this, he understood what was going on and felt both angry and ashamed.

To make matters worse, the culprit then picked up a wine bowl and fed it to her, saying something like, "Fine, fine, it's my horse, I'll feed it myself," which angered her so much that she turned around and gave him a back kick.

Tang Xuanci defended himself and slapped the horse's rump so hard that the mane rippled.

Seeing this, Zhu Wuneng rolled his eyes and complained again:
"Look at them, flirting again. The master is always having his own fun, while his apprentice remains a bachelor, just standing by as a spectator."

Tang Xuanci tossed a cigarette over and laughed:
"Didn't I arrange for you to play? I even specially recruited two girls for you a while ago, but you insisted on pretending to be serious. In that case, you can only give them to Monkey and Old Sand."

"Don't worry, I know your world is very simple. Apart from life and death, there are only food and sex."

"Okay, from now on, I'll personally teach you how to flirt with girls, how to dress, and next time you meet a pretty girl, you'll get to go first, alright?"

As he spoke, he waved directly in the direction of the streetwalker.

The three infatuated girls had been staring at him the whole time. When they saw him waving at them, their hearts fluttered, and they quickly went over to him.

Strangely enough, despite being a bus, the passengers became unusually nervous upon seeing them, their powdered faces showing a hint of shyness.

Meanwhile, the D-cup village girl, harboring ulterior motives, was both nervous and incredibly excited. She silently followed at the back, thinking to herself, "This Tang Xuanci really is a philandering monk. Now, all I need to do is be careful and not let the Great Sage Equaling Heaven's fiery eyes see through my disguise, and the Immortal Flesh will be mine!"

But when they walked to the table and lined up, they saw Tang Xuanci with his arm around the shoulder of a blond-haired apprentice, saying:
"Come on, it's my treat. You can choose first. Single choice or multiple choices are up to you. We can even just put together a table for a game of mahjong."

Zhu Wuneng had actually wanted to bring this up for a while. As soon as he sat down, he had already picked out the people, instantly eliminating options A, B, and C, and choosing only option D.

Seeing that Tang Xuanci had finally done something decent, he glanced subconsciously at the white horse's disgusted face, then dropped the pretense and said directly:
"You let me choose first, so I'll pick her. You can have the other three."

As he spoke, he pointed to the D-cup village girl.

Tang Xuanci laughed, knowing that this fellow wasn't being modest; it was just that the other three weighed 70 kilograms, 60 kilograms, and were 50 years old—even a pig wouldn't want to rub against them.

But he didn't say anything, only offering a meaningful reminder:

"We'll wait for you for no more than half an hour. Be careful."

Then he took out a gold bean and flicked it onto the table, looking at the village girl:
“Take good care of my apprentice.”

Looking at the glittering gold items on the edge of the table, the three women, A, B, and C, were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. They really wanted to beat up the bitch next to them who was stealing their business.

The D-cup country girl was dumbfounded, inwardly cursing:

"That damned frivolous monk, he doesn't play himself, but he actually pays his disciple to play. The two of them have quite a bond!"

After a moment of mental blankness, she looked at Zhu Wuneng, who was now 2.2 meters tall and weighed at least 150 kilograms, and said with a mixture of fear and difficulty:
"This strong man is too tall and strong. I am too weak to bear his weight."

As she spoke, she nuzzled her soft spot with the arm she had been using to shield herself, then looked at Tang Xuanci and Houzi, who were both under 1.95 meters tall, and added:

"If it were these two young men, they would be quite suitable."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wuneng was both speechless and excited, and immediately said:
"Don't be afraid, little sister. Although I am tall and fierce, I am extremely gentle with women. I use skillful techniques and I will make sure you only feel pleasure and no pain."

"Pfft, hahahaha..." Tang Housha was stunned and burst out laughing.

Nailong previously thought that Zhu Ritian was just ugly, stupid, and ridiculous, but his character was still good, and it was understandable that he would fawn over himself.

But now that I see him, I'm utterly shocked. I thought to myself, "He's such a pig, so despicable."

Compared to him, the rogue monk seemed more open and honest, romantic but not vulgar...

The village girl cursed inwardly, but still shook her head and refused.

Seeing her so ungrateful, the ABC woman immediately interjected:
"Oh, you gentlemen think highly of you, you've even picked someone out."

"Yes, are your little eyes made of gold, or are the tiny particles made of gold? Are they that precious?"

"Sir, how about we serve you? Anything is fine with us."

Zhu Wuneng looked at them with disgust, not even wanting to look at them, and said:

“Go away. With your abilities, you should just go home and farm. You can’t even get a job washing feet.”

"Oh, it's not like I'm getting married. As long as the service is good, that's all that matters."

"roll roll roll."

After driving away ABC, Zhu Wuneng then tried to persuade the village girl, completely unaware that this was a corpse controlled by the Demon King using supernatural magic, and was unwilling to do a losing business.

In fact, not only him, but even the monkey didn't notice anything unusual about the village girl, and just thought she was an ordinary person.

When Tang Xuanci saw that the village girl absolutely refused, he suddenly had a wicked sense of humor to test people's nature. He thought to himself, "How weak and shallow is this girl's background? She wouldn't even work for gold in this wretched place."
He immediately tossed out two more gold beans and asked, "Can you handle it?"

The village girl's expression changed slightly, but she still shook her head.

"Holy crap!" Tang Xuanci raised an eyebrow and threw out the handful of gold beans in his hand. "Can you handle it?"

The village girl was secretly alarmed, knowing that the other party had become suspicious. If she couldn't bear it any longer, the four masters and disciples would probably start to investigate her background.

"OK then."

For the sake of her child who was nearing the end of his life, and for the sake of immortality, she finally agreed.

After carefully putting away the gold beans, she led Zhu Wuneng to a secluded spot and entered a simple thatched hut.

Seeing how unfriendly she had been to him, Zhu Wuneng was furious. He no longer wanted to be gentle; he only wanted to earn back what his master had lost!
So they covered her head with clothes, and she immediately revealed her true form.

The demon king was furious, and even though she was only using a spell similar to resurrection, she didn't want to betray her deceased husband in the slightest.

After her face was covered, she quickly came up with a series of clever ideas.

So he immediately extinguished the divine consciousness that possessed him, leaving behind only a still-warm corpse, which he abandoned in its original place.

(End of this chapter)