Having decided to escape, Jing Zhe began to plot in his mind.
While telling the story, he thought about it and soon came up with an idea.
I lifted the car window curtain and looked outside. We had just arrived at a desolate woodland. There were lush low trees growing on both sides of the road, and behind the woods, there was a raised hill.
Jing Zhe clutched his stomach and said, "Ouch, I need to get off the bus to relieve myself—Silly, wanna come along?"
He waved his hand sheepishly, saying, "I'm not going."
"..."
Faced with such a terrible teammate, Jing Zhe was speechless.
Only now can one appreciate the good qualities of Fatty Ball. If it were him, he would surely understand what I mean fully, right?
The simpleton asked curiously, "Young chieftain, I remember we just relieved ourselves half an hour ago, didn't we? Why are we going again now?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Jing Zhe's lower body.
"..."
Jing Zhe was furious: Are you fucking questioning my kidney function?
"Young Master, you should go now!"
Seeing that Jing Zhe was still talking but not moving, Hanhan urged him on.
Glaring at him, Jing Zhe snapped, "You don't feel anything anymore? Can't you just not want to go?"
"Sure, of course!"
The simpleton was overjoyed: "Then quickly tell us, what happened to Tang Sanzang after he was captured by the White Bone Demon? Did Pigsy manage to bring Sun Wukong back from Flower Fruit Mountain?"
Jing Zhe was still angry. He glanced at him and said resentfully, "Of course not! The White Bone Demon grabbed Tang Sanzang and said: 'There is a high monk in the Great Tang Dynasty, whose Dharma name is Sanzang. Sanzang is so big that one iron pot cannot stew him. So two barbecue grills were brought over. The White Bone Demon ate for three days straight and was very full.'"
Silly: T^T
Cassia branch: ⊙﹏⊙
Su Mochen: -_-||
After a long pause, Hanhan finally asked, "Young Master, this...this isn't quite right, is it?"
"What's wrong with it?"
Jing Zhe gave him a smug look, thinking to himself, "Let you show off, huh!"
"Sun Wukong went home and married a female monkey. They were in their wedding night, so how could he have time to pay attention to Tang Sanzang? Isn't it normal that he got eaten?"
"But...but..."
Hanhan couldn't explain why, but he just felt something was off.
Seeing the six-foot-tall man's embarrassed appearance, almost to the point of tears, Su Mochen was also somewhat amused and tugged at Jing Zhe, saying, "Stop teasing him, just tell the story properly!"
"All right."
Then, following the normal procedure, the story begins. Upon hearing that Sun Wukong had come from Flower Fruit Mountain to rescue people, the simpleton finally laughed.
Halfway through his explanation, Jing Zhe cleared his throat and asked Gui Zhi, "Is there any water?"
Thinking he was thirsty, Guizhi quickly handed him water, and Jingzhe gestured for her to give it to Hanhan.
He scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Young chieftain, I'm not thirsty!"
"You're thirsty!"
"Am I really not thirsty?"
"Not thirsty? Believe it or not, the White Bone Demon even roasted Sun Wukong, and Tang Sanzang won't even make it to the Western Paradise before the story ends?"
"..."
Submitting to Jing Zhe's tyranny, Hanhan began to drink water.
Seeing that the large bucket of water was soon emptied, Jing Zhe was very pleased.
...
The effect of drinking water is quite noticeable.
About an hour later, Hanhan clutched his stomach and said, "Young Master, I need to relieve myself."
"Convenient? I'm on my way, it's very inconvenient!"
Jing Zhe grinned mischievously, "Besides, we only just had time to use the restroom, why are you going again? Are you impotent?"
The simpleton couldn't understand either, and said painfully, "I drank too much water, I really can't take it anymore!"
Anxious to escape, Jing Zhe stopped teasing him, greeted Su Mochen, grabbed his bundle, and prepared to leave.
The simpleton didn't forget to ask, "Young Master, why are you carrying a bundle when you go out to relieve yourself?"
Jing Zhe wanted to kick him, but seeing Su Mochen also casting a questioning look at him, he patiently explained:
"When your stomach hurts, never bet that it's a fart, or you'll lose big time!"
Su Mochen's face flushed red. He thought this made sense and nodded thoughtfully. At the same time, he took his baggage with him, just in case, so he would have something to wipe his butt with.
Only Guizhi, innocent and naive, asked curiously after they got off the carriage, "Your Highness, what did Young Master Jing mean just now?"
Su Mochen didn't answer, feeling that something was off, but since the other person said they were going to relieve themselves, she couldn't very well go with them.
Looking out from behind the car window, I saw Jing Zhe and Hanhan walk into the woods and climb over the hill...
...
Opening the sluice gates to release water always brings a sense of comfort.
Hanhan shook himself, pulled up his pants, and prepared to go back, only to see that Jing Zhe had already found a shady spot to sit down.
"Young Master, why are you sitting down? Aren't you going back?"
"I'm not going back."
Jing Zhe glanced at him and said indifferently.
I was still trying to comfort myself, telling myself not to get angry with such a simpleton.
"Why don't we go back? Her Highness the Princess is still waiting for us."
"Didn't she say she was going to take us to the palace? Aren't you afraid?"
He thought about it seriously for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm not afraid!"
"..."
Jing Zhe patiently said, "Think about it, we're still just bandits at heart. What kind of place is the palace? If our identities are exposed, we won't be able to escape! Besides, she's a princess. If she keeps you here as her husband, you'll have a hard time leaving the palace. Aren't you afraid?"
"Don't worry, because Her Highness would never choose me as her husband."
The simpleton analyzed it very cleverly.
"But I'm scared!"
"..."
The simpleton stared wide-eyed for a long time before finally understanding.
Even before Su Mochen revealed her identity as a princess, she was already flirting with the young chieftain. If she were to enter the palace, she might actually turn the young chieftain into a prince consort.
As the young chieftain's follower, since the young chieftain couldn't leave the palace, he couldn't leave either. Thinking about this, he began to feel afraid.
I found a spot next to him and sat down.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe nodded, somewhat satisfied.
"Young Master, if we just sit here, what if they come looking for us? Should we walk a little further back?"
"I can't help it," Hanhan reminded him.
"Need not."
They had already walked quite a distance from where they got off the car to here, and Jing Zhe was too lazy to walk any further. The Sui general had tried to stop them from getting on the car earlier, fearing that they would be seen and gossiped about after entering the city. If he heard that they had escaped, he would be too happy to come looking for them.
They were ordered to leave the city to bring Su Mochen back to the palace, so they must be in a hurry and wouldn't waste time looking for someone as insignificant as them. Based on the above analysis, they are safe here.
Just wait here for a while.
About half an hour later, Jing Zhe stood up and clapped his hands.
"They should be almost gone. Let's go back and check."
"Young chieftain, I've thought of a problem. What if they take the carriage with them when they leave?"
"..."
These words struck like a bolt from the blue. Jing Zhe was stunned for a moment, muttering, "It shouldn't be... that ruthless, right?"
They've been traveling by carriage for six days, and it will take them another four or five days to reach Jingzhou, if they don't have a carriage...
Jing Zhe dared not think any further and quickly crossed the hill, running back to where he had gotten off the bus earlier…
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