Journey to the West: The Ninth Life

Waking up in bed.

What the hell does this happen?

"Great Sage, I clearly...I clearly remember us...Our affairs were discovered by Guanyin Bodhisattva...Bodhisattva, she..."

Before he finished speaking, Monkey King laughed.

The usually irritable, indifferent and difficult-to-approach Monkey King laughed at this moment, but there was something indescribable about it, which made people unable to look away for no reason.

His eyes are bewitching.

The voice is low.

He approached Tang Xuanzang, patted the man on the shoulder, and then helped him gather up his loose monk robe.

"I said, Master, could it be that you have been asleep for so long, or have such a nightmare?"

Asleep for so long?

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Tang Xuanzang became more and more puzzled, clenched his fists, raised his head and asked him with some doubts: "You mean... I had a nightmare? I dreamed of Master Guanyin?"

"if not?"

Sun Wukong stood up as if nothing had happened and raised his eyebrows, "I just said something to let you be my wife of Huaguo Mountain."

Bend over.

Close to Tang Xuanzang.

With a narrow smile, "Master passed out in a moment of excitement, and asked me to carry you back all the way."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Tang Xuanzang blushed almost instantly again, and quickly lowered his head to look at the monk robe on his body, murmuring that he didn't know what to say.

But even though Sun Wukong said so, Tang Xuanzang still had doubts in his heart.

He had no memory of falling asleep at all.

On the contrary, it is the scene of seeing Guanyin.

Up to now, the pictures that are connected frame by frame in his mind are all clearly visible.

He bowed his head and remained silent.

Tang Xuanzang tried hard to distinguish whether it was a dream or reality, but before he had time to figure it out, Sun Wukong hugged him into his arms.

"Dreaming and being silly?"

Shaking his head, Sun Wukong looked a little disgusted.

"It was stupid to begin with, but if it goes on like this, I'm afraid I'll become a real fool."

"Great Saint!"

Tang Xuanzang was a little unhappy.

He glared at him and got off the bed with a straight face, "I'm your master!"

"Understood, Tang Xuanzang, you have brought up this matter countless times."

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and plucked his ears as if nothing had happened, then suddenly turned his head to look at him with raised eyebrows and smiled self-consciously, "But I'm afraid there is one thing that needs to be remembered clearly, Master."

Meet his dark gold eyes.

Even though Tang Xuanzang was full of confidence, he could not restrain himself from swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

It's just a monk who has lived in Jinshan Temple for 20 years. Even if he is a well-known eminent monk in the Tang Dynasty, how can he compete with the Monkey King who has lived for thousands of years?

Tang Xuanzang's heart beat like thunder.

"Remember what?"

Sun Wukong looked up and laughed.

"Remember...in the future, master is now a master, but in the future...you will live with me for the rest of your life."

Sun Wukong's voice is very nice.

But maybe it was because it was rare to hear him say so much at one time on weekdays, and almost no one paid attention to these things deliberately.

At this moment.

He looked at Tang Xuanzang like this, his voice was deep and deep, with the cold texture of metal and hard stone, but it also revealed a little indescribable temptation.

When Tang Xuanzang was interrupted by him, he quickly let go of the matter about the Guanyin master, and just put it behind him as a nightmare.

He glared at Sun Wukong.

"Even...even...even if it's what you said, I'm still your master."

"But…"

Tang Xuanzang didn't know what suddenly came to his mind, his originally bright eyes suddenly dimmed, he lowered his head a little dejectedly, and spoke to himself.

"I'm just a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken."

"And you... you are the Monkey King, with a lifespan of thousands of years."

"so what?"

Before Tang Xuanzang finished speaking, Monkey King interrupted as if nothing had happened.

It is always that calm face that makes people feel that the sky is falling, and there is a face blocked by him in front of him.

The tone of the speech also seemed to be talking to someone about whether the weather is good today.

Sun Wukong chuckled.

"You have decades, I have decades."

"I have thousands of years, so you must accompany me for thousands of years."

"Tang Xuanzang."

Sun Wukong suddenly turned around and stared deeply at Tang Xuanzang with a gentle tone, but no one knew the determination and firmness in his heart at the moment.

"You remember it for me."

"With the Great Sage here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

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Although he slept for a long time, Tang Xuanzang felt extremely tired all over his body for some reason.

Although he insisted on getting up, the master's majesty was no match for Monkey King's cold snort.

Some were unwilling, but in the end they still obediently lay on the bed to rest.

Waiting until Tang Xuanzang fell asleep with even breathing, Monkey King stood up and was about to leave.

Gazing at the sleeping face with closed eyes.

Refreshing, clean and mild.

There is also an indelible literati spirit.

I don't know how long I stood there.

Until Tang Xuanzang turned over and muttered twice, and fell asleep again.

Just now, Monkey King hid all the emotions in his eyes, closed the door quietly and left the room.

"Great Sage, you..."

As soon as Sun Wukong came out of the canopy, he had already greeted him, his expression was vaguely worried, and he hesitated to speak.

Before he could finish speaking, Monkey King glanced back at the room where Tang Xuanzang was sleeping, frowned, and lowered his voice.

"Don't say it at his door."

Seeing that he still had the same expression as usual, Tianpeng couldn't help sighing, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

It was not until he walked out of the yard of the farmer's house and reached an open slope that Monkey King turned around and nodded towards the canopy.

"what happened?"

"Great Sage, what did you tell Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"What about you and Master... how did Master Guanyin know?"

"Also, Master Guanyin left so easily, did you make any sacrifices..."

After asking a series of questions, Canopy has been staring at Monkey King from the beginning to the end, for fear of missing even a slight change in his expression.

But he was disappointed.

Monkey King chewed a weed in his mouth and leaned on the back of a big rock.

"I don't know how that old lady Guanyin knew."

"only…"

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, although his expression didn't change much, there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Whoever dares to plot against me should bear the corresponding consequences."

"and also."

Turning his head to look at the canopy, he said lightly, "I have erased his memory, you should also pay attention, don't mention this matter in front of him."

Canopy nodded while hesitating to speak.

After being silent for a while, I still couldn't help asking again: "Great Sage, did you really not promise something you shouldn't?"

Sun Wukong didn't answer.

His eyes fell on a certain point in the air, but what happened three hours ago could not be restrained in his mind.

The palm that Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva gave to Tang Xuanzang was intended to kill.

Or.

The palm wind hit, Sun Wukong almost stood up all his hairs, his eyes instantly turned scarlet, and the sense of tearing and crisis that he saw Tang Xuanzang died in front of him 500 years ago turned into a raging killing intent.

"Guanyin, how dare you!"

"Boom—"

But just a punch.

The armor on Sun Wukong's arm cracked and exploded.

Even with his standing footsteps, he staggered back half a step, and there was an extremely deep footprint on the ground, which was enough to see the strong impact of the two spells on Han.

On the other hand, Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Liantai's whole body was shattered.

With a puff, he spit out a mouthful of blood, which stained the white gauze on his body red.

"Monkey King, are you trying to rebel?"

"Aren't you afraid of being held under the Five Elements Mountain by the Buddha for another 500 years?"

Guanyin was furious, and the sound was deafening.

But Sun Wukong didn't even look at him.

The blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, every inch of his muscles trembled slightly, his eyes were bloodshot red, and his expression was horrifying and terrifying.

Step by step, he walked in front of Tang Xuanzang.

Sun Wukong could hardly suppress the anger in his heart.

After confirming that he was well protected by himself without any wounds, he roared angrily.

"Are you a fool?"

"Are you a fool?!"

"You don't have any magic power, who approved you to challenge Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"Who allowed you to stand in front without my consent?!"

Very angry.

Grabbing Tang Xuanzang's collar, Monkey King yelled, "Are you trying to piss me off?!"

Tang Xuanzang's eyes were red.

He was not frightened by Sun Wukong's appearance, but he couldn't get it out of his mind. Just now, Sun Wukong pushed him away, and abruptly took the palm of Guanyin Bodhisattva, protecting him intact.

The eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty who had revered Avalokitesvara the Buddha all his life did not notice the seriously injured Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva not far away at this moment.

The voice trembled.

Smiling at Sun Wukong with red eyes.

"Great Sage, you can give your life to protect me, why can't I stand in front and go for you?"

As soon as the words come out.

All of Sun Wukong's words were stuck in his throat.

Not up or down.

The forceful hold made the veins on his temples twitch.

Finally, Sun Wukong took a deep breath, said nothing, and hugged Tang Xuanzang tightly in his arms.

Don't care about the eyes of Guanyin Bodhisattva behind you, and don't care about the environment you are in.

It's like trying to embed him in the bone marrow.

Deep into the blood.

"what--"

No hug for more than a second.

Sun Wukong felt his head burst almost instantly, his heart was piercing, and he was in pain.

Pushing Tang Xuanzang away and staggering a few steps, Monkey King gritted his teeth, desperately trying to appear as if nothing had happened.

Tang Xuanzang was shocked and tried to step forward.

"My lord, my lord, what's wrong with you?"

"What's up with him?"

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Guanyin sneered and answered Tang Xuanzang's question first.

"The golden hoop you put on him yourself, why are you asking why now?"

golden hoop.

Golden hoop?

How could it be a golden hoop? !

Tang Xuanzang watched Monkey King rolling on the ground in pain, and shook his head in disbelief, feeling cold all over his body from head to toe.

Wasn't the golden hoop he put on the Great Sage fake in a blacksmith's shop?

Hadn't he already thrown the real golden hoop under the cliff?

Now, now what the hell is going on here?

"Great Sage, how are you doing, Great Sage?" Tang Xuanzang was heartbroken, and grabbed Monkey King's hand, wishing he could replace him with his own body.

"I...I'm fine."

Monkey King was pale.

Wipe away the sweat.

Shaking.

stumbling.

Bearing the pain of the first torture curse in the world, he stood up, straightened his back, gritted his teeth, pretended to be nonchalant, and smiled at Tang Xuanzang.

"I am your Monkey King."

"What can I do, ah—"

Avalokitesvara's eyes were full of sarcasm, he held the flower in his right hand, and the speed of chanting the magic spell was getting faster and faster. Sun Wukong was almost visible to the naked eye, and his muscles began to congest, and he was in pain.

"Stop chanting, Guanyin Bodhisattva, please stop chanting!"

Tang Xuanzang was at a loss, and in the end he knelt down straight to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

kowtow.

bang bang bang-

The voice was muffled, and the flesh was bloody.

It was just an ordinary mortal who kowtowed dozens of times in a row, and blood flowed down Tang Xuanzang's forehead.

"Please, please stop reading, please stop reading!"

"Take off the hoop, take off the hoop!"

"I am willing to suffer for the Great Sage, I am willing to suffer for the Great Sage!"

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva!"

"I beg you to stop reading, and put the gold hoop on me, won't you put it on me?"

One by one.

Heartbreaking.

Pain into the bone marrow.

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I'm going to bring a bichon back (;￣Д￣) I have a premonition that I will starve to death after raising it