Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Sun Wukong slept very restlessly.

Yang Jian has been by his side to take care of him.

He was worried about Monkey King, so he stood at the entrance of the cave for a while and then went back. When he got back, he saw Monkey King sleeping soundly, lying on his side, breathing steadily, and very comfortable.Gradually, Sun Wukong frowned, with a ferocious expression, as if he had a nightmare.Yang Jian caressed his forehead, stroked his hair gently, and then heard Monkey King say a word: kill!

Yang Jian's hand froze and hung down feebly.

But Sun Wukong closed his eyes and shouted, "Don't leave Yang Jian!"

At that moment, Yang Jian couldn't tell what it was like.

He obviously forgot... Yes, no one can break the curse of the Tathagata, and there is no way for Yang Jian to be so powerful.

But would he remember it in his dreams?What kind of deep feelings can make him break the Buddha's restriction in his dream?

Yang Jian's hand ran to his forehead again, and at the same time he lowered his body, wanting to say something, knowing that he couldn't hear him, but still wanting to say something to him. It's been 500 years, time flies, and everything is over... I really don't know what to say, I just feel sad, sad like never before.

I still remember that I thought seriously back then that I would have to say a lot of things to Sun Wukong after he got out of the alchemy furnace, but now that Monkey King had already got out of the alchemy furnace, there was no need to say those words.

He pressed on his bosom, where there was the peace talisman Sun Wukong gave him, and when he got down from the demon-slaying stage, Yang Jian put the peace talisman into his bosom, and kept it until now.The peace talisman obtained from Erlang Temple really kept Erlang God safe for 500 years.Turning his eyes to the jade pendant hanging around Sun Wukong's neck, Yang Jian almost wanted to smile - Monkey King has also worn the jade pendant for 500 years and never left his body for a moment.

No matter what, you are still alive, and I am also alive. It is such a wonderful thing for us to enjoy the autumn wind and the bright moon together.

Although we haven't met each other for many years, I breathe the air you breathed, and I look at the blue sky you have seen. What a great happiness this is.

The hand was placed on Monkey King's forehead again.

The next moment, it was swung away vigorously.

Yang Jian didn't care about his red palms, so he went to see Monkey King first.

He didn't wake up.

Is it an unconscious movement in a dream?

Yang Jian continued to reach out to touch him, but was swung away again, this time accompanied by Monkey King's roar: "Don't go Yang Jian, I'm going to kill you! Kill you...kill..."

My heart suddenly hurt.

No matter what, he didn't have the courage to continue to put his hands on his head.

It turned out that I remembered it deeply, just to kill me.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "You hate me?"

Monkey King panted heavily, sweating coldly, waving his hands wildly.

"You will get better if you hate me." Yang Jian said coldly, "If you hate me, you will get out of the confinement that Tathagata gave you."

Sun Wukong kicked his legs indiscriminately, and the pain in his back made him gasp.

Yang Jian looked at him coldly: "Look at you now, you are so weak, how can you talk about revenge? The dead monsters in Huaguo Mountain are ashamed of you!"

Sun Wukong's sweat flowed down his cheeks to his neck, he clenched his teeth tightly, twitching non-stop, a trace of red leaked from the corner of his mouth, it was actually vomiting blood.

Yang Jian could no longer pretend to be calm, so he lifted Monkey King's upper body, made him sit cross-legged, and channeled his true energy with all his strength.As soon as his hand was attached to Sun Wukong's back, he was aroused by a strong force in his body, and his whole body swayed backwards.

It was obviously not like this when I sent my true energy just now, what happened this time?

Yang Jian tapped eighteen big acupoints on Sun Wukong's body to stop the self-defensive zhenqi in his body, put his hand on it again, bundled his zhenqi into small strands, walked carefully, and felt the coldness before. The zhenqi hit him, and it reached the heart in an instant along the arm.Yang Jian immediately withdrew his hand, and saw that a thin layer of ice had formed on the surface of his right arm.Quickly move the arm back to its original shape, and look at the tight ring on Monkey King's head.

The tight hoop was firmly worn on his head, it was dark and dull, it looked very ordinary, just like an ordinary headgear, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation of mana.

Sun Wukong held his head in his hands, his facial features were distorted, and he cried out in pain that he had a headache.

Yang Jian understood that the true energy in Sun Wukong's body against Yang Jian was not his own, but the restriction imposed by the Tathagata in his body.Immediately exercise kung fu cross-legged, restrain Sun Wukong, and observe carefully.A ray of true energy was conveyed from the palm of his hand, which penetrated into the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian, where he met the true energy of Tathagata, Yang Jian touched it and left, leading the true energy to play hide-and-seek in Sun Wukong's body.After coming and going, I became more and more puzzled, why is this true energy so like a ray of soul with self-consciousness?

The situation in Sun Wukong's body was almost inspected. Yang Jian received his work and applied a fixed body method to Sun Wukong to prevent him from moving around which would be harmful to his injuries, and helped him to lie down.

Yang Jian sat up slowly beside Monkey King, feeling horrified.A fact surfaced that he didn't want to admit: Sun Wukong's three souls and seven souls were incomplete.No wonder his mana is not as good as before, no wonder his memory is messed up.If the soul itself is incomplete, then his memory will never be restored.

Has hatred transformed into form in the alchemy furnace actually failed?

Or was it because Tathagata manipulated him under the Five Elements Mountain?

The true qi that Tathagata left in Sun Wukong's body is not so much true qi, it is more accurate to say it is soul, and it is the most important life soul among the three souls and seven souls.Sun Wukong was able to reshape his body in the alchemy furnace because of his lingering soul.Now he has two fate souls in his body, what should he do?Could it be possible to split into two bodies?This life soul is full of evil breath, presumably Tathagata forcibly sealed it in his body in order to seize his sanity.If Sun Wukong's own life soul can be regarded as "good", then this strand of life soul can be regarded as "evil".If one day his body is taken over by this soul of life, the consequences will be disastrous.

At that time, there was no such person as Sun Wukong in the world, only the puppet of Tathagata.

The more Yang Jian thought about it, the more frightened he became, his expression was extremely serious.

"Cough..." Sun Wukong coughed in pain, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him.

Sun Wukong was immobilized by the immobilization technique, but he would twitch slightly from time to time, obviously something bad happened in his dream.Yang Jian really wanted to get into his dream to have a look, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it.Firstly, he was afraid that Sun Wukong would find out after he went in, which would affect his dream and cause him harm; secondly, even if he went in, he would be helpless.

For the first time in thousands of years, Yang Jian felt that his magic power was low, so low that he couldn't even help the person who wanted to help the most, and could only watch him suffer.

Sun Wukong's cough gradually subsided, but he developed a high fever.

Yang Jian fed the elixir that he carried with him, but he didn't see much effect. After trying many methods, Monkey King's body temperature only increased but did not decrease.He has a very powerful repair ability, and the bones and flesh of his back have grown well, but the high fever persists, which is obviously an internal injury attack, and it is even more dangerous than before.

The night was getting darker, and the faint light from the entrance of the cave shone on Sun Wukong's face, and his rapid panting sounded like the struggle of a dying person in the flickering light and shadow.Sometimes his breathing would stop suddenly.If Yang Jian sent him true energy, it would immediately cause the blood in his whole body to flow backwards, the true energy would become disordered, and the two life souls in his body would eat each other.Yang Jian didn't dare to act rashly after trying it once.

His sweat soaked his shirt, and his hair stuck to his forehead in strands.He urgently needed something cold to cool down, but Yang Jian didn't have anything at hand, and it was impossible to get it elsewhere.When Yang Jian was almost at a loss, he thought of a stupid idea.

His stupid way is to let Sun Wukong take a bath to cool down, but not with water, because water is useless at all.

Yang Jian hugged Monkey King, went deep into the cave, dug a hole on the ground, used the stones in the cave to set up the simplest gossip formation at the bottom of the pit, and placed Monkey King in the most cold part of the formation.He turned back to the entrance of the cave and set up a defensive formation to prevent anyone from breaking in.Then go back to the place where Sun Wukong is, strip him of all his clothes, and make him lie down in the most comfortable position.Then he took off his clothes, only wearing shorts, walked to the edge of the pit, folded the clothes he took off, turned around, and suddenly saw a pair of golden eyes staring at him——

Sun Wukong.

Yang Jian was surprised in an instant: "Are you awake?"

Monkey King closed his eyes again.I just opened my eyes unconsciously.

Yang Jian walked up to him and unlocked the body-fixing technique, but Sun Wukong still didn't move.Yang Jian knelt down in the pit, and hugged him from behind: "Are you awake? You wake up..." The body close to his chest was as hot as fire, soft in his arms, without a trace of arrogance and domineering, only a The fragility and helplessness of a little monkey.

Yang Jian had never seen Monkey King like this.

The Sun Wukong in Yang Jian's cognition should be joyful and unrestrained, he should be wearing a golden armor with phoenix wings, a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head, walking on cloud shoes with lotus root silk on his feet, holding a golden cudgel in his hand, standing on the ground of flowers and fruits. On the mountain, there is no fear in facing the gods and Buddhas in the sky.Or hold high the banner of "Monkey King", and shout to the group of demons, "If the sky crushes me, split the day! If the earth arrests me, crush the earth!".Sun Wukong should be a hero, a god of war, and the king of all monsters. Why did he fall to this level?

"It was I who harmed you..." Yang Jian's voice was low, he hugged Monkey King tightly from behind, rested his forehead on Monkey King's left shoulder, closed his eyes, and murmured, "You must get better...I will definitely Will make you better!"

Yang Jian put down Monkey King, knelt and sat by the pit, and slashed his upper body obliquely with the dagger from his left shoulder to his right hip.Blood flew out and splashed into the pit.After bleeding for a while, Yang Jian cut open the healed skin with a dagger.After repeated several times, the bloody skin and flesh turned out, and the bones were visible in the wound.Yang Jian's face remained unchanged, his hand holding the dagger was as steady as a rock, and he slashed at him one after another.Blood fell on Sun Wukong, gradually submerging him completely.

blood bath.

It became.

Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief before feeling the pain.The pain made my body twitch uncontrollably.With a shake of his hand, the dagger fell to the ground, and he stretched out his hand to catch it, but he failed to catch it. The dagger hit the stone with a ding sound, Yang Jian hurriedly went to see Monkey King, but luckily he didn't wake him up.Picking up the dagger, putting it away, looking at the trembling hands, he sighed in his heart: he was so weak that he couldn't even hold the dagger, it was getting more and more useless.

Sun Wukong soaked in the sea of ​​blood, and his body temperature dropped after a while.

Seeing that he was fine, Yang Jian covered the remaining blood in the pit with soil to cover up the traces.The spell was used to fill up the hole, and no one could see that a hole had been dug here.Help Sun Wukong take a bath, get dressed, and put him back where he was lying before.After doing this, he was sweating all over, sticky and uncomfortable, and Yang Jian staggered towards the hot spring deeper in the cave.

Yang Jian was taking a bath in the hot spring while counting the time, wanting to finish washing quickly so that he could take care of Monkey King.

A cultivator has a recovery ability unimaginable by ordinary people. He can make blood while letting blood, and the speed of bone and flesh growth is also very fast.Yang Jian's wound healed slightly, but the marks of the knife cut could still be seen.If he could be given another seven days, the traces would disappear completely.

It will be daylight.

The wind was blowing from the entrance of the cave, and my body was a little cold.Immortals are generally not cold, let alone in hot springs.Yang Jian felt cold, which showed how damaged his body was.He only hoped that no enemies would come at this time.

Yang Jian finished washing quickly, but encountered difficulties when combing his hair.It is often Xiaotian dog who combs his hair.When he was a judicial god, he had his own servants to take care of his hair. Yang Jian could only comb his hair with the three-mountain flying phoenix crown. Without the hair crown, he didn't know what to do.After the start of Journey to the West, Yang Jian has been guarding the Mingxuan Formation non-stop, gathering scattered monsters, and going to water the Huaguo Mountain on the 500th of every month. He is so busy that he has no time to take care of his clothes. Besides, he is not a person who cares about appearance and grooming people.Yang Jian tried for a long time, but still couldn't do the simplest bun, only to realize that he hadn't combed his hair for at least [-] years, and his hair, long before he didn't bother to pay attention, had grown to an unbearable level.

There were unusual fluctuations in the air ahead.

Is it the monkey who found it?

Yang Jian's first reaction was to put on his clothes quickly, holding on to the front of his chest tightly, not for any other reason, but because Sun Wukong couldn't see his injuries.

A black shadow appeared in front of him in an instant, and it really was Monkey King.

"Are you going to take a bath?" Sun Wukong asked, looking Yang Jian up and down, and said, "It's not a woman, why are you covering your chest? Are you afraid to look at it?"

Yang Jian was slightly embarrassed, and quickly fastened his clothes.

Monkey King jumped in front of Yang Jian, staring at him.Those golden eyes are both strange and familiar, strange because the color is different, familiar because, after so many years and so many things, the way he looks at himself has never changed.

Yang Jian couldn't look at him, so he couldn't help but look away.

Sun Wukong leaned over his body, approaching little by little, getting closer and closer, so close that he could hear his breath, and there was a mysterious and inexplicable aura that enveloped Yang Jian.

Yang Jian continued to lower his eyes, not looking at him, but his breathing suddenly became disordered.

Sun Wukong kept leaning forward, as if he was running towards Yang Jian's lips.

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he forgot all his actions in a daze.

This time is infinitely extended.

It was already bright, and the golden brilliance of the rising sun shone on Monkey King.Everything in the cave was dyed red-gold.Yang Jian raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the jade pendant on Monkey King's neck, and his eyes froze.Unavoidably, he thought of the past, the childish Monkey King in Wangjia Village... Memories surged up frantically, breaking Yang Jian's heart and mind.

So he closed his eyes almost resignedly.

wait.

Pay off debt, or, take on more debt.

Sink, or, rise from the ashes.

After closing his eyes, he felt that Sun Wukong reached out and touched the back of his neck.

Yang Jian opened his eyes inexplicably, and saw that Sun Wukong was holding a fingernail-sized crab in his hand. It was obviously a creature in the hot spring, and he didn't know when it had crawled onto his back collar.Monkey King, just to take it off for himself, no other intentions.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that I would be wrong...

Yang Jian turned around in a "swipe", he had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Then I heard Sun Wukong's laughing words: "Why are your ears red?"

Yang Jian turned around again, the embarrassment was gone, only anger remained in his eyes.He stared at Sun Wukong fiercely, wanting to say something to vent his hatred, but couldn't find the words.After standing there for a while, he handed over the comb in his hand, and commanded viciously, "Comb my hair!"