In the moonlight, Chen Xuanzang wore a white dress, which was extremely enchanting. He was born with beautiful faces. Under the reincarnation''s superb makeup skills, he was really three points better than Miss Duan. Xuanzang held his chest in both hands and said helplessly, "master, I think it''s better to let others do such a technical thing. I think Miss Duan is good..."


    "Shut up!" Wukong made a shut up gesture and said to the magician, "your proposal is deep in my old sun''s heart! I''ve been waiting for this day for a long time."


    "This time I volunteered to do this planning, choreography and composition. I tell you, it''s not blowing. I have some attainments in dance and music. In this way, the stage layout! I need to insert a steel pipe on the rock. I also have a carefully collected tiger skin short skirt, which I can put on him!"


    Wukong didn''t know where to take out a tiger skin skirt that only reached the thigh, shook it off and said to Miss Duan, "white clothes or something are out of date! Do you know what to leak? Heat up, make the pig demon''s blood boil, and arouse its animal desire."


    "That''s it!" Goku showed his canine teeth and made a biting expression.


    "Tiger skin skirt, right?" Wukong whispered, "female goblins! Spider essence, apricot essence, jade rabbit essence, white mouse essence, white bone essence, don''t you have the queen of the daughter country. Your taste is really complete! I''ll take you to get scriptures. You have a lot of hard work and all kinds of ferocious and strange monsters all the way."


    "If I don''t play with you this time, I won''t be sun!"


    The magician who heard something nearby didn''t react. What tiger skin skirt or female goblin? When he thought of the clue, he suddenly felt a deep fear - "there was a shivering feeling of terror!"


    Miss Duan was beside her, half amused, and the other half said sympathetically, "Mr. Sun, it seems that he can''t dance yet!"


    Wukong looked back at her: "will you?"


    "I can''t either!" Miss Duan touched her hair and said helplessly, "my family is a martial arts family. Since childhood, my father didn''t teach me the tricks of my daughter''s family, but only taught me to practice martial arts."


    "Your father loves you very much!" Wukong said with emotion.


    Miss Duan wondered, "why did Mr. Sun say that?"


    "People! They should control their fate in their own hands, or they will be like him..." Wukong pointed to Chen Xuanzang and said, "at the mercy of others!"


    "But I don''t want to practice martial arts, and I don''t want to be an exorcist." Miss Duan said helplessly, "my ideal is to find a suitable husband, have a lovely child, and then live a simple life. Even if I''m at the mercy of others... There''s nothing wrong!"


    Wukong shook his head and said, "being at the mercy of others doesn''t mean that. You think crooked!"


    "The so-called being at the mercy of others means that you can''t realize even the simplest and most humble idea. Your every move is like a string puppet. Your hands are your most basic dignity and have been trampled on. There are too many people in the world who can''t help themselves. The boy wants to persuade me to put down my demonism."


    "In fact, where do I have magic? It''s all his definition of magic!" Wukong said with emotion: "You still don''t know much about the world. Have you ever seen the helplessness of all sentient beings who give up themselves and throw themselves into an illusory dream because of the pain in the world. Have you ever seen the anger of those who can''t help themselves for the final dignity. Have you ever seen the unwilling roar of those who are persecuted and insulted in the world!"


    "At that time, can his Buddha save them?"


    "Buddha can''t save all sentient beings... Only sentient beings can save themselves. When you see these things, will you look up to heaven and ask him... What can you do? What have you done?"


    "Mr. Sun, what have you done?" Miss Duan was a little dissatisfied. Although she could not bear to see Chen Xuanzang''s pedantic appearance, she must also protect the dignity of the people she loved.


    Wukong smiled and said, "so I never promised anything!"


    After talking about this topic, Wukong asked Miss Duan, "it doesn''t matter if you can''t dance. Come on, puppet Fu. But Miss Duan was surprised and said," how do you know I have obedient Fu. "


    "The name is so bad!" Wukong shook his head and said, "the cultural level of exorcists is getting lower and lower. In those days, exorcists without cultural level were discriminated against. At that time, they were all talents trained by Buddhism and Taoism. They can talk about metaphysics and poetry. It was an Exorcism era of poetry and sword."


    "I don''t know how elegant you are compared with your family''s rough embryo. You can also discuss oracle bone inscriptions and Dongsheng Shenzhou cultural inheritance, the textual research of Shanhaijing and the dialectics of the origin of demons with me!"


    "The name of puppet symbol has the elegance of the three generations and the mystery of the three emperors..." Wukong waved to several reincarnators and asked, "which of you dances better?"


    Ramir Khan volunteered: "we Indian men are good at singing and dancing, warm and funny. Of course I will do my part!"


    "From Tianzhu?" Wukong looked up and down: "please go away from the national style dance. This time, our choreography style is surreal, hot, primitive and animal. I want to take a little enthusiasm from the barbarian period and the release of demons. That''s the feeling. It''s very touching."


    "To match the steel pipe on the stage, show that kind of obscene style." Wukong said a big chase and asked, "who can do it?"


    The magician looked at each other and suddenly pointed to Hans, who was embarrassed to point to Abe Qingming.


    "Why me?" Hans said in surprise. "I''m German, rigorous, old-fashioned and exquisite. It''s no problem for you to bury me in the sewer all my life. Is it a little difficult for me to ask me to dance?"


    Abe Qingming explained: "is it rigorous? We have some objections to who is more exquisite, but in terms of Sao Qi, we Japanese feel inferior."


    "Pole dance, I remember, was the best developed in Germany," Zhuang explained.


    The magician smiled and said, "if we Americans Sao, the world will kneel, the Japanese Sao, we Americans will kneel, and the Germans Sao, there will be nothing else!"


    Hans was speechless, so he had to stick a puppet charm and guide him on the spot.


    Finally, many preparations were settled. Under the moonlight, Wukong stood in front of a column of drums, surrounded by magicians, Zhuang bifan, Abe and others with electric guitars, bass and electronic keyboards, plus the top speakers and dance beauty facilities, as well as Vikings tuning aside.


    The magician sighed: "unexpectedly, there are so many music lovers among us. My private collection of top outdoor speaker equipment, together with Abe''s Yamaha top instruments and Mark''s electronic music attainments, will certainly be able to play a top-level performance."


    Zhuang bifan stroked the electric guitar and picked out a series of fierce tremors, like the devil''s teeth.


    He opened his eyes, his eyes glittered, turned back to Wukong and said, "Mr. Sun, you can set the drum!"


    Wukong sneered, his hands slid out a series of residual shadows, and the fierce jazz drum immediately kept up with Zhuang bifan''s rhythm, and accelerated the rhythm, forcing Zhuang bifan to almost break his guitar string.


    "You should worry about the drum!"


    Abe Qingming said positively: "Yamaha quality, trustworthy!"


    The magician said, "America is the holy temple of rock music!"


    Viking Han Mark said seriously, "Nordic electronic music is not weaker than people!"


    With the hand speed of Zhuang bifan, the prelude of the electric guitar suddenly sounded, which drove everyone''s mood. Then Wukong''s merit and virtue set up drums to keep up with the fierce drums and changeable rhythms, as if integrating classical and trend. The magician, as a bassist, fully supported this mood.


    Mark''s tuning did not improve the sound that could not be modified. But his ingenious addition of electronic music factors adds a sense of Psychedelic to this atmosphere.


    Abe, as a keyboard player, danced uncontrollably.


    Zhuang bifan''s hoarse voice opened his voice with a faint sigh.


    Chen Xuanzang stood on the rock, his clothes were half untied, and the tiger skin skirt set off a pair of slender thighs more enchanting. One of his legs was wrapped on the steel pipe, and the other was slightly tilted. He was as sexy as a young woman, with a trace of a girl''s playfulness. With the music, his waist twisted like a water snake.


    Hans, who was guided by the puppet symbol, showed the temptation and enchanting of pole dance incisively and vividly.


    The hoarse song spread far away——


    Once upon a time, now it''s gone ~ don''t come again


    Red leaves are buried in the dust


    Start and end ~ always unchanged


    You ~ drift outside the white clouds


    With Chen Xuanzang''s wild dance, a ferocious roar broke the sky in the distance.