Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Sun Wukong chased after Yang Jian's butt and talked about his bald head.

"Why didn't you think about shaving it off? Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin!"

"I told you to shave, did you really shave?"

"Don't you know that a bald head is ugly? Look at the bald dipper, oh, Tang Sanzang, how much has he been ridiculed just because he has no hair?"

"White hair is so rare, it's the prettiest hair besides mine."

"Hey, did you hear me talking to you? Yang Jian!"

Yang Jian withdrew the defensive formation in the cave, and replied casually: "I heard that, I just shaved my head, what do you want?"

"Why not, why not!" Monkey King chased Yang Jian angrily and shouted, "Every hair on your body is mine, and you are not allowed to move casually in the future!"

"It's all yours?" Yang Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook his head, didn't bother to pay attention to this strange monkey, and left the battle.Wherever he goes, whatever he does, Monkey King follows.Yang Jian ran to the depths of the cave, swept out a pile of broken hair, and piled it in front of Monkey King. "Okay, don't follow me, I'll give you everything."

"I, I don't want it! I want it to grow on your head!" Monkey King was even more angry.

Yang Jian touched his bare head. "It's been shaved, what do you say?"

Sun Wukong looked so depressed that he was about to cry.

"Why don't you cast a spell to make it grow back? I heard that Monkey King has great powers, so this little thing won't bother you."

Sun Wu's air was so full of smoke.

Yang Jian was happy to see him angry.Yang Jian never knew that he was such a childish person, but he enjoyed this kind of childishness that was only revealed in front of Monkey King.

"Why did you shave your head?" Monkey King kept chattering.

Yang Jian put the stones in the cave back to their original places. "The hair is too long, so I decided to shave it to save trouble. I was busy and didn't notice that my hair is so long. I will travel west with you in the future. Too long hair will get in the way. Besides, you are all monks. Isn't it good for me to shave my head?"

Sun Wukong grasped the point: "Do you want to travel west with us to learn Buddhist scriptures?"

Yang Jian was busy chanting the incantation for withdrawing from the formation, and ignored him for the time being.

Sun Wukong circled around him and continued to mutter. "Why do you want to travel west with us?" "Didn't you become a fairy long ago?" "Why did the Buddha ask us to learn scriptures? If the scriptures can be used to save all living beings, how quickly he can send them here." "The team of Journey to the West If you grow stronger, even God Erlang will go to learn Buddhist scriptures, will the Jade Emperor join in someday?"

Yang Jian couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Sun Wukong! I'm chanting a mantra, can you be quiet for a while? If you don't shut up, I will use the 'seal technique'."

"What is the 'ghost technique'? I've never heard of it."

Yang Jian explained naturally: "I used to be at Wang's house..." His chest felt tight, and he couldn't speak the following words.Only then did Yang Jian realize that he was talking about Monkey King's past, and the magical power of the Tathagata Buddha should not be underestimated.There was a moment of sadness in my heart, but soon returned to normal.However, the change in expression at this moment still did not escape Sun Wukong's eyes.

He thought of that person again, the "silencing technique" he mentioned must have something to do with that person, he was looking at that person through me.

Sun Wukong was a little depressed.

Yang Jian finished packing and took Monkey King out of the cave.

Sun Wukong's recovery ability is unmatched in the three realms. After only one day, his body is almost healed.Tang Seng and the others are very likely to be caught by Jinjiaoyinjiao, and the longer the delay, the more dangerous it will be.Yang Jian wants to go back with Monkey King.Monkey King disagrees.

"Why don't you go back? Isn't your injury healed?" Yang Jian thought, did something go wrong in the blood bath last night?Impossible, this method has saved many people before.That's trauma, and it's impossible. When I bathed and changed him, it was obvious that the skin on his back was as smooth as new, and his full length had healed.Just thinking about it, I heard Sun Wukong say: "Your injury is not healed."

Yang Jian looked at Monkey King in surprise.

"There are some things you don't want to tell me, and I won't force you, and I won't ask how you got hurt, but you should rest for three days anyway." Monkey King said, "You didn't see your own face."

"Color?"

"Like a dead man."

"..."

Under the strong request of Monkey King, Yang Jian decided to rest for half a day.

He didn't tell Sun Wukong that even if he rested for three days, his body would not be able to recover. This body had already been hollowed out by years of continuous toil, how could it be repaired in a short while.Fortunately, although his health is poor, it is just more injuries, but his mana is not damaged. He is still the God of War in the Three Realms, Yang Jian.As long as he can still fight and kill the enemy, Yang Jian won't take it to heart if he is a little weaker.

Before taking care of Sun Wukong, he didn't feel much, but once he decided to rest and relax, Yang Jian felt pain everywhere in his body, as if he was falling apart, dizzy, tinnitus, and legs were weak.It's like a bow that's been stretched too tightly. It doesn't matter if you keep pulling it. Once you relax, the bow will break with a "bang".

Yang Jian didn't know how he passed out, but he knew that he was supported by a pair of strong hands. Realizing that it was Monkey King's hand, Yang Jian passed out with confidence.

When he woke up again, it was still daylight, and he was back in the cave again. Monkey King was still in human form, squatting beside him and watching him.

He also looked at Sun Wukong.Look carefully, inch by inch, and look everywhere.

Sun Wukong has not changed at all, time has never left a single trace on him, Yang Jian thought, but I am already old... I used to look like an uncle and nephew, will I become a grandson one day?Thinking of this, he smiled and stared at Monkey King tenderly.

Sun Wukong rarely calmed down and looked at him carefully.

The golden eyes are full of tenderness.

The two looked at each other, neither of them spoke, and neither of them could bear to look away.

In the end, it was Yang Jian who spoke first: "Have I been in a coma for two hours?"

Sun Wukong turned to the outside of the cave to look at the sky: "It's really two hours, but five days and two hours."

Yang Jian was stunned.

Sun Wukong looked at him again with deep worry: "How tired are you to be able to sleep for five days, your body..."

"My body is fine." Yang Jian stood up, "Why don't you go first, or wake me up? What if Tang Seng was caught by a monster?"

"I wanted to leave first, and I wanted to wake you up, but I couldn't bear it for some reason." Monkey King then stood up, "A bald man can never die if he is caught by a monster, and often when the monster catches him, it is the time of the monster's death. I don't understand why the monster didn't kill him immediately after catching him, and he must wait for me to save him."

"This time the monster is different, very powerful."

"What do you know?" Sun Wukong walked out of the cave with Yang Jian, "I heard you say before, Tushita Palace?"

Yang Jian came outside, stretched his muscles and bones, and looked at the sky. "That's right, it's the Daode Tianzun, Taishang Laojun." Turning to Sun Wukong, "You don't seem surprised at all?"

"What's surprising, I've discovered that most of the monsters on the Westward Journey Road are released by gods. Those gods, don't they think it's fun to play us like this?"

Yang Jian didn't know how to explain, but said, "You are smarter than I thought."

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "How smart do you think I am?"

"Well, I imagined..." Yang Jian stretched out his left hand and made a comparison, "You are so smart...just a little stupider than me."

Sun Wukong laughed when he heard this.

The two left the cave and returned to the valley where Tang Seng was in Pingdingshan, but no one was there.

There were signs of fighting on the ground, most of the flowers and trees were broken, and the tent where Drifting Monk slept was reduced to ashes.Occasionally, squirrels ran by, and they were not afraid of people, and looked at them with their two front paws.The surroundings were silent, barren everywhere, not even a single person.

Yang Jian rubbed the marks on the ground with his feet, and said, "These marks can be easily erased, why keep them?"

Monkey King said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to find it, so I left clues. It's like this every time. It's not the goal to catch the bald man. It's the goal to lead me to save him. I'm like a puppet. Where to go, what to do."

Yang Jian lowered his head, not looking at Monkey King, and said sullenly: "Do you want to end this life?"

"You mean Journey to the West?"

Yang Jian raised his head, a stern look flashed in his eyes, "That's right!"

Sun Wukong lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said: "I want to, but I can't."

"why!"

"When Avalokitesvara rescued me from the dungeon of Wuyu Mountain, I promised her to protect Tang Sanzang from the west to learn scriptures. I, Monkey King, must do what I said."

Yang Jian vomited blood with hatred, Tathagata, you are really a good planner, you have calculated Sun Wukong's promise and will never retreat halfway, so you can control the fate of Monkey King according to what you set in advance?Yang Jian said: "This kind of life is meaningless at all."

"No matter what kind of life there is, it must have its meaning." Sun Wukong added, "It's just that I haven't found its meaning yet."

"So you're going to keep looking?"

"Yes, I never give up."

Yang Jian has nothing to say.

Sun Wukong said seriously: "Zhenjun Erlang, although I, Sun Wukong, is a humble little monster and I don't have a deep relationship with you, but I respect you very much. I have a request for you. I wonder if you will accept it?"

Seeing Sun Wukong speaking in such a rude and polite tone, Yang Jian didn't know what expression to make. "But it's okay to talk, you and I have shallow words and deep words, so why be polite." Yang Jian's polite words are more slippery than Monkey King.

"My situation is getting worse and worse." Sun Wukong said, "I can't control my killing intent." Looking directly at Yang Jian, "I'm afraid that if this continues, one day I will become possessed."

Yang Jian knew that what Sun Wukong said was true, he knew his physical condition better than Sun Wukong himself.Back then in the alchemy furnace, hatred was transformed into form, and Jin Chanzi had said earlier that it was possible to become enchanted.At that time, if Sun Wukong only had hatred in his heart, he would be invincible in the Three Realms, but the fake Huaguoshan and Yang Jian aroused his only good thoughts, and the hatred was no longer pure, and his magic power was greatly reduced, so he would be suppressed In Marble Mountains.Now he wears a tight band and forgets everything. There is an "evil" soul in his body. If one day, the "evil" soul eats away at his body, Sun Wukong will fall into the devil's way and there will be no escape.The more he kills, the closer this day gets.Every human life is a karmic debt, and how could it be possible not to kill while taking this rough journey to the west?

"Last month, I was fighting a monster. When I woke up and looked at the corpses all over the floor, I couldn't remember the scene of killing me. I don't have any memory at all. I'm afraid that one day, I will just kill everyone around me like this." Monkey King asked Yang Jian bowed and saluted, "If there is a day, I implore Zhenjun Erlang to kill me and eliminate demons for the common people in the world."

Yang Jian closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, the plan had been made. "There won't be that day, absolutely not." Yang Jian saw the ghost of Huaguoshan who lost his sanity and only knew how to kill passers-by. No matter what price he paid, he would never make Monkey King like that.

"Oh? Why will there never be that day?" Monkey King asked curiously.

"Because that's what Yang Jian said!"

Sun Wukong laughed, he had seen Yang Jian's arrogance.

The two stopped talking, and chased after following the traces deliberately left by the monster.

Soon came to the lair of King Golden Horn and King Silver Horn.But seeing winding mountains, steep peaks, deep streams and high cliffs, no birds and animals, it is difficult for ordinary people to walk an inch.The two of them pushed through the clouds, and a huge stone cave appeared below. There was a plaque in the middle of the top of the cave, and there were three gilded characters written on it: Lotus Cave.Before landing, hundreds of miles away, he felt a strong evil spirit blowing towards his face.At the entrance of the cave, dozens of little demons lined up in a small formation of long snakes, each standing with their weapons in their hands, their helmets shining brightly, and they were quite majestic.

Yang Jian stopped Yuntou, "Are you really not going with me?"

"You don't need to persuade Zhenjun any more, just think of Journey to the West as my destiny."

"Don't call me Zhenjun." Yang Jian looked at Monkey King with clear eyes.

"What's that called?"

"What do you say?"

Sun Wukong laughed: "Isn't it too disrespectful to call you by your name?"

Yang Jian pretended to sigh: "You have been disrespecting me for a long time."

Monkey King pretended to ponder: "Then how should I be punished?"

Yang Jian knocked him on the head very naturally, "Get out! Don't be silly!" After a pause, he said, "You go first, and I'll hold you back here. If you have something to do, I'll be there later. Don't hold back on everything. Remember that I am your retreat."

Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel from his ear, turned his head to take a last look at Yang Jian, and flew down towards the Lotus Cave.

Yang Jian's voice came from behind: "I will punish you to come back alive!"

"Order!"

Monkey King didn't look back, he didn't need to look back, he also knew that Yang Jian was behind him.The monster fog below is thick, and the road ahead cannot be seen clearly, but what does it matter?Going to fight monsters this time, I no longer have to worry about being attacked by enemies, and I don’t have to worry about dying outside and not being buried.There is a feeling of retreat, which is good.