I Don't Want to Fetch the Scriptures

Tang Yu had absolutely no intention of taking in Er Daizi.

But that was only a thought. Those bastards from the Buddhist Sect had plotted this for so long—how could they possibly change their minds just because he wanted them to?

As for the Journey to the West, the eighty-one trials had all been arranged long ago.

Supporting Gao Cuilan, he walked into the inner hall.

Elder Gao repeatedly thanked Tang Yu. "Cuilan, why aren't you serving the Holy Monk some tea?"

"Holy Monk, please have some tea."

Gao Cuilan glanced coyly at Tang Yu, secretly sizing him up as her cheeks reddened.

The lamplight had been too dim earlier for her to see Tang Yu clearly.

But now that she looked at him, this monk was truly handsome. What a pity he was a monk.

"Thank you, thank you, benefactor. This humble monk has already said it—you may just call me Little Tang. Calling me a Holy Monk is far too courteous."

Tang Yu accepted the tea as he spoke, casually stroking Gao Cuilan's hand several times and making her face turn crimson.

So smooth. So soft.

He savored the feeling repeatedly in his heart. It would be even better if he could touch somewhere else.

Why was this monk being so improper?

Yet Gao Cuilan did not actually dislike it. Who could blame her when Tang Yu was so handsome?

As long as a man was handsome, he would be popular in any era.

His movements did not escape Elder Gao's notice.

A gleam flickered in Elder Gao's eyes, and he chuckled. "Holy Monk, the road west is long and fraught with dangers. Why must you insist on making this journey?"

The question left Tang Yu stunned.

Yeah, what the hell was he going for?

Wasn't it all because of those bald donkeys from the Buddhist Sect? Did they really think he wanted to go?

Did he have any choice?

"Well, to be honest, this humble monk doesn't want to go either."

Tang Yu wore a conflicted expression as he casually glanced at Gao Cuilan.

From the look of it, that old man Gao clearly intended to give Gao Cuilan to him in marriage.

If that really happened, should he agree—or agree?

What a difficult choice!

"I am Elder Gao of Gao Family Village, and my family possesses some property. My Cuilan is also a beauty of unmatched grace, but alas, she is getting older and has yet to marry."

Elder Gao looked at Tang Yu. This fair, tender-looking monk was quite handsome, and he was surely highly capable as well. He had not even needed to act to subdue the demon, yet he looked brimming with confidence.

If a man like this remained in Gao Family Village, it would certainly be a blessing for the Gao family.

Besides, Gao Cuilan truly was no longer young, and everyone knew she had been taken away by a demon.

Though she was stunningly beautiful, her reputation had already been tarnished. It would not be easy for her to marry.

That was why Elder Gao had such thoughts.

There was property too?

Tang Yu suddenly felt like saying, screw those scriptures.

He wasn't going.

But that was only a thought. Not going was impossible.

"Amitabha. Benefactor, say no more. This humble monk has renounced the world; all four elements are empty."

Tang Yu's heart ached.

Gao Cuilan was such a beauty, and such a vast family estate would be her dowry?

He truly wanted to agree.

"Father-in-law."

Tang Yu got so excited that he called him the wrong thing, hurriedly correcting himself. "Uh, no. Benefactor, this absolutely cannot be."

"Father." Gao Cuilan called out shyly, her face flushed. "What are you saying?"

Looking at Gao Cuilan's blushing, bashful face, Tang Yu's heart began racing.

Good heavens, this girl was incredible. The kind of beauty that could bring down nations.

"Lady benefactor, I believe your father makes sense. After all, marriage is a major matter, and it is something parents naturally worry about," Tang Yu said righteously.

He did not directly refuse.

He was also considering whether he should first win Gao Cuilan over before continuing the Journey to the West.

As for staying here, he certainly wanted to, but unfortunately, he could not.

Seeing that Tang Yu had not directly rejected him, Elder Gao was overjoyed. "Holy Monk, in that case, please stay here for a few more days, so that I may show you proper hospitality."

Though he could not stay permanently, remaining for a few days was still possible.

"Let's wait until Wukong captures that demon first," Tang Yu said after some thought.

Sun Wukong's eyes darted about in the loft, and he immediately came up with an idea. He transformed into Gao Cuilan.

Fortunately, Tang Yu did not know about it. Otherwise, he might have been angered to death.

You damned monkey, didn't I tell you that just mentioning my name would do the trick?

Why the hell did you turn into Gao Cuilan? Wasn't that obviously helping the Buddhist Sect?

You're useless!

You're just a damn Wukeng.

Western Heaven.

Great Thunderclap Monastery!

When the Buddhas saw this scene, they could not help nodding.

Even Tathagata Buddha revealed a faint smile.

It seemed there would be no problems now.

Wait!

The eyes of the Buddhas all widened, and they immediately sucked in a breath, as though they had witnessed something unimaginable.

Guanyin Bodhisattva turned her head away, unwilling to watch any further, though her body trembled slightly.

Tathagata Buddha rubbed his eyes, seemingly suspecting what he had just seen.

That was right. He had not seen wrong.

Tang Sanzang was holding Gao Cuilan's hand and stroking it, a brilliant smile on his face.

But in the eyes of the Buddhas, the more they looked at that smile, the more punchable it seemed.

Gao Cuilan wore a bashful, half-revealed expression of shyness, allowing him to caress her hand.

"W-what the hell is Tang Sanzang doing?"

Tathagata Buddha was so furious that he even cursed.

The Buddhas of Spirit Mountain were all speechless.

It was one thing for the scripture pilgrim to drink wine and eat meat, but was he about to break his vow of celibacy too?

Tathagata Buddha took a deep breath, showing just how badly Tang Yu had angered him.

This was precisely why he could not kill him. Otherwise, Tathagata Buddha truly would have wanted to beat Tang Sanzang to death and start over.

He had thoroughly disgraced the entire Buddhist Sect.

"Let him be. As long as he completes the Journey to the West Tribulation, we can set these matters aside for now."

Tathagata Buddha was helpless.

Gao Family Village!

A fierce gale suddenly arose.

Elder Gao's expression immediately turned tense. "The demon is here."

Tang Yu was stroking Gao Cuilan's little hand and did not want to let go at all.

Hearing this, he casually responded, "Oh, then let him come."

Seeing how unconcerned and confident he looked,

Elder Gao's nervousness also settled. With Tang Yu as steady as Mount Tai, there should be no problem.

Pulling her hand away, Gao Cuilan said bashfully, "This daughter will return to her room."

Tang Yu was still savoring the sensation of that little hand in his palm.

That little hand had suddenly pulled away, yet it had scratched his palm before leaving.

It seemed to have scratched three times.

What did that mean?

Wooooo...

The wind roared as Zhu Bajie appeared in the inner hall. "Wife."

Sun Wukong secretly laughed and spoke in Gao Cuilan's voice. "You stupid fool still remembered to come back?"

Er Daizi froze. Whenever he came before, Gao Cuilan would always cry and beg him to release her.

This was the first time she had spoken to him like this.

Zhu Bajie was immediately overjoyed. "Wife, didn't you dislike me? Though Old Pig is a little ugly, Old Pig is a warm-hearted pig. I'm truly good to my wife."

Holding back his laughter, Sun Wukong crooked a finger at Zhu Bajie. "If that's the case, then come over here!"

"Wife, what did you say? You want me to come over?"

"Come here." Sun Wukong beckoned with his finger, wearing a bashful expression!