Seeing a wild boar that looked like a hill, appearing on the other side of the mountain, Chen Xuanzang quickly climbed down from the steel pipe and said to Wukong and the others: "Master, the pig demon has arrived. I'll go down first!"

"Go down?" said Goku: "Why do you need to go down? I have a plan for the music of solo dance, and I can do it for the dancers."

"A step away...get up!" Wukong said to the other people in the band.

Goku first let go of the electric guitar and picked up the violin from behind. The magician put down the bass and set up the accordion. The lead singer Zhuang Bifan sat in front of the lotus that was blooming at the entrance of the cave, and casually pressed an impromptu prelude on the piano. The Nordic man Mark was still responsible for tuning, and Abe Seimei sat and began to debug the cello.

Only the dance director Hans sighed helplessly: "I haven't skipped the female step for a long time!"

Chen Xuanzang said in horror: "Mr. Sun, the pig demon has been attracted. I shouldn't be needed anymore. Mr. Sun... Mr. Sun respects his identity and cannot take personal revenge!"

Wukong sighed: "It's not that simple to get the pig demon into the play... It must be based on the charm of dance and music. Only when you use dance to truly bring it into that emotion can we play a love-hate entanglement, and call the pig demon back to the shore."

"This is an art, an art matter, how can it be called private revenge?"

After saying that, he ignored it, and first used the violin to start the rhythm. With a soothing sound, the magician's accordion was the first to follow, followed by cello and piano, playing the famous Spanish tango song in one step.

Hans slowly folded down a budding lotus beside him and put it in his mouth. A furry thigh slid out an elegant arc, and a hand was poked out and slowly stroked his face. His expression was full of tension. Under the action of the puppet talisman, Chen Xuanzang held a lotus in his mouth, and his thighs were spreading, and a slender white leg was poked out towards the steel tube. With Hans's drive, the tension of his body was fully relaxed and a seductive invitation was sent to the pig demon.

The Tango song has reached its peak and is ready to go. Chen Xuanzang, who is dancing around the steel pipe under the moonlight, has reached a happy time. Every moment, it seems like he is making the most enthusiastic invitation to the pig demon.

Zhu Gangli's changing wild boar stared at the red eyes and looked at the "goddess" dancing under the moonlight in a daze.

Its footsteps couldn't help but start dancing with the music. The four thick benzen hooves suddenly became as elegant as a galloping horse in a stalking step. Although they had never learned tango, Zhu Gangli learned how to cooperate with Chen Xuanzang's dance steps without a teacher with his superb artistic literacy. Each person and a demon were separated by a distance at first, but their dances were seamless and in love.

Although it is a distance away, it is as fit and tacit as if it is close to the body.

A wild beast with a huge body, a holy monk in women's clothing with solemn appearance, a strong man with a rude and ugly but handsome inner self, a young man with beautiful eyebrows but persistent eyes, a bloodthirsty and tyrannical demon, and an exorcist who truly saves all living beings.

They wonderfully merged strength and charm, ugliness and charm, hideousness and harmony, and all kinds of conflicting temperaments, colliding with sparks of art, and the extremely realistic tension made the sensitive tuner, Mark, a Viking man from Nordic, leave tears of excitement.

Let the band's performance reach a high dynasty!

Looking at the "goddess" dancing under the moon, Zhu Gangli couldn't help but approach him, as if he wanted to get close, but he wanted to escape because of his shame. However, by surprise, he perfectly showed the closeness between the tango lovers. Chen Xuanzang smelled the fishy smell from the ugly face of the pig demon, and almost vomited in his chest, but his limbs perfectly showed the temptation led by Hans. This dance with each thought reached the peak of the Tang Dynasty with the accompaniment of two parties and a group of band members with artistic pursuits.

Miss Duan, who was watching on the side, was stunned and almost petrified by the blow.

Miss Duan murmured: "Why is my man who is more girlish than me? I am so outstanding, am I not worthy of him? Or should I be more masculine?"

The dance has reached great success. Now the plot of the two dancers has come. Zhu Gangli can no longer bear the surging emotions in his heart. When he confesses his love to the "goddess", according to the script, it should be that the goddess is cold and alienated, hurting his heart and allowing the dance to enter the Gaoqiong Dynasty again. However, in this paragraph, Zhu Gangli's interpretation is obviously a bit out of control.

It stretched out its tongue full of mucus and fishy smell, couldn't stand the urge to be animal, and licked Chen Xuanzang wildly.

Looking at the thick mouth strip that looked like a strong man's waist, stretching towards him, Chen Xuanzang struggled violently, angry, fear, and countless emotions intertwined, and even the puppet talisman could not suppress it. This emotion was reflected on his limbs, with a trace of extraordinary tension. In the end, he could not struggle, but when the sticky feeling touched his body, despair submerged him like a tide.

A drop of clear tears fell from there.

This time, Zhu Gangli's out of control reached a peak of art in another sense because of Chen Xuanzang's interpretation.

The half-que dance music was finished, and at the half-time break, the band members, led by Sun Wukong, stood up and applauded loudly to express their praise and admiration for the two dancers.

"Great!" Mark burst into tears in his eyes and whimpered: "This is the pinnacle of my artistic career!"

"We should pay tribute to the two dancers to thank them for the great performance they brought!" The magician also said excitedly.

Wukong even highly praised: "In terms of dance, Chen Xuanzang is qualified to be my mentor!"

"I have thirty-two concerts a year! I want to invite you to be my special guests and my accompanying dance!" Zhuang Bifan clenched his fists excitedly and said, "Speak out loud, what is your dream?"

Miss Duan couldn't help but wipe her eyes and choked, "I don't know why, I'm just sad."

Real Hans wiped the sweat from his body, pointed at Chen Xuanzang and said excitedly: "This is the dance I want!"

Immediately afterwards, at Wukong's suggestion, everyone present gave them two thumbs up, and then the magician took out the magic mirror from behind and said to everyone: "Come on, come on, everyone look at this place..." In the magic mirror, the demons danced randomly, and the magician immediately said: "One, two, three..."

Everyone said together: "Eggplant!"

A huge light burst out from the demon mirror. Chen Xuanzang finally felt the constraints of the puppet talisman on his body relaxed, and then he cried out with a grievance. The crying fell into the endless light, as if the sky was spinning and shaking. Chen Xuanzang stroked his chest and suddenly came to the familiar door of the hotel.

He has also returned to men's clothing, and in front of him is Miss Duan.

Miss Duan was looking at him curiously, swaying her hands in front of him, and kept saying, "Hey! Can you hear me talking?"

Chen Xuanzang suddenly shook her hand away and said, "I heard it. Say, what's the matter?"

He already knew that he had now entered the dream of the pig demon, but he saw that Miss Duan in front of him had a hint of gloom in his smile. She lowered her head and didn't speak for a long time. Then he suddenly saved him. Chen Xuanzang quickly pushed her away: "Please respect yourself! Miss Duan!"

Unexpectedly, Miss Duan suddenly looked up and changed her face, "What did you say just now? Who is Miss Duan... OK! There is someone outside again, right?" Xuanzang saw her clenched fists, which were still as big as a sandbag. To measure the strength of both sides, he calmed down and said, "Aren't you Miss Duan?"

"Hate!" Miss Duan shyly said: "When you are good with someone, call him Cuilan, but don't get along with him! Just call him Miss Duan... Who knows that Miss Duan! Are you lying to others?"

"Wait!" Chen Xuanzang suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed: "You said... your name is Cuilan?"

Miss Duan's face changed again: "Why, do you want to pretend not to know me anymore?'I will tell you that if you are born for one day, you will be my Gao Cuilan's person. If you die for one day, you will be my Gao Cuilan's ghost!"

"Gao Cuilan?" Chen Xuanzang said in horror: "That Gao Cuilan Zhu Gangli?"

Miss Duan lowered her head in horror and said, "You already know. Listen to me, it's not what I want. It's all my ugly monster, Feitu, who is the ugly guy, who runs a pig farm. My family runs a restaurant. The famous Gaojia roast pig is a specialty of my family. The old man is obsessed with money. He insists that Zhu Gangli and I are a match made by nature and want to marry me to him. I have objected...we can elope!"

Miss Duan's tears were almost shedding: "That Zhu Gangli is really as ugly as a pig. I don't want to marry him, take me away!"

Chen Xuanzang felt that someone was looking at them from behind. He turned around and found an ugly young man hid behind the curtain in panic. His eyes were staring at Miss Duan from the curtain.

Chen Xuanzang sighed, suddenly raised his middle finger to the sky and said, "Sun Wukong, I'm fucking..."

Wukong's voice came to his ears: "Only when you have pain can you know the pain of sentient beings; if you have persistence, let go of attachment; if you have concerns, you have no concern. If you want the pig demon to truly realize, you must endure the same pain as the pig demon. If you have pain, love, be hurt, be unforgettable, be worried, and regret not falling, then you can achieve great enlightenment and let go of the past!"

Wukong first pretended to express his life teachings and insights from great monks.

Then there was a burst of hilariousness, and Wukong laughed and said, "I have one person, and I will avenge you on the spot! Chen Xuanzang, I will remember all the spells you recited 138 times! I tell you, 138 difficulties, if I don't play you with 138 tricks, I won't be Sun!"

"God is so powerful that he can influence demons and understand Buddhism... Your grandfather Sun has told you thoroughly! I just want to play with you!"

Then Wukong smiled evilly and erased Chen Xuanzang's memory of the following passage.

"I mercy you, I humiliate you, I play with you, I torture you, so what can you do? You won't even know how unwilling and angry you were before. You don't even have the right to keep your memory. Poor, sad!" Wukong's demonic nature was revealed, and he looked quietly at the person who once called Master below.

He remembered another master of his heart and sighed in his heart: "Master, do you want me to give up the past and give up the distracting thoughts of fighting over the Buddha. Those past, as a brand new monkey, will they start over and bring me here?"

"But that's another kind of understanding?" Wukong sighed, "Wouldn't that be a kind of Wukong?"
Chapter completed!