Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Chapter 48

Monkey King had a dream.

It would be strange if Sun Wukong didn't dream.

Although it was bright, Sun Wukong didn't wake up, so everyone waited for him to wake up before going on their way.Drifting went back to sleep in his tent.Zhu Bajie and Tang Seng chatted nonchalantly in the valley, interrupted by Monkey King's dream talk from time to time.

"Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, get out and die!" Sun Wukong's dream words were clear.

Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie were no longer surprised, and continued to chat.

Suddenly Sun Wukong yelled: "Tathagata!" He jumped up, took out the golden cudgel from his ears, shook it in the wind, the thickness of a bowl, held the golden cudgel tightly, and smashed it straight to the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.

"Cough, cough..." Zhu Bajie was the closest, bearing the brunt of the blow, his body was covered in dust, he glared at Monkey King, Tang Seng quickly patted Zhu Bajie on the shoulder reassuringly.

Monkey King was fully awake, put away the golden cudgel, and looked around inexplicably. "Am I dreaming?"

"Hmph." Zhu Bajie sneered.

Tang Seng sighed: "Amitabha, only in the dream can you be yourself, and I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune."

"I seem to have called a person's name just now... Is it... Tathagata?" Monkey King frowned tightly.

Zhu Bajie said: "You are more called the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother."

"Why do I never remember what I dreamed?" Sun Wukong couldn't tell what expression was on his face.

Tang Seng said: "Forget well, memory itself is a kind of pain."

Sun Wukong recalled the dream carefully, and found that no matter how hard he tried to recall, his mind was blank. "Apart from the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, what else did I say?"

Zhu Bajie said almost viciously: "I also called someone by his name nine times. I'll count it for you. You call him by his name almost every time you dream. He must be someone very important to you."

"Who?" Sun Wukong asked anxiously.

Zhu Bajie patted the dust off his body, stood up slowly, and walked to the stream not far away to wash his face.

Monkey King turned somersault, jumped in front of Zhu Bajie to block his way, and said fiercely: "Who!"

Zhu Bajie squinted at him: "I won't tell you."

Sun Wukong raised his fist and hit Zhu Bajie in the lower abdomen.

Zhu Bajie didn't expect that he would turn his face when he said he would turn his face, and was hit unprepared, his body bent, and the acid water in his stomach came up.While vomiting, Zhu Bajie swept his left palm obliquely and hit Monkey King's neck.Monkey King raised his foot to meet Zhu Bajie's palm. With a "click", Zhu Bajie dislocated his left wrist.Sun Wukong looked at him coldly: "Overthinking one's abilities!"

Tang Seng ran over and separated the two of them. "It's getting late, let's hurry." Seeing Monkey King not moving, his face was almost begging and he called, "Wukong!"

Monkey King pushed Tang Seng away and left.

Tang Seng treats Zhu Bajie's wounds. "Don't blame him, he..." Tang Seng realized that he had falsely claimed that eloquence was fine, and he was fluent in his teeth, but at this moment he couldn't even find an excuse for Monkey King.Tang Seng usually hates bullying people the most, so he couldn't find any words to defend Monkey King.

"Forget it." Zhu Bajie comforted Tang Seng, "I'm used to it."

Tang Seng connected Zhu Bajie's dislocated wrist. "Otherwise, don't mess with him next time?"

"Does it have anything to do with whether I mess with him or not? I'm just a sandbag." Zhu Bajie moved his bound hands and looked up at the sky, "The sun came out on a sunny day, and I'm in a good mood. I want to practice and hit the sandbag. It's raining on a cloudy day." If it’s snowing or something, you’re in a bad mood, so hit the sandbags.” After taking a few steps forward, he said, “Do you think there is any weather in this world other than sunny and cloudy?”

Zhu Bajie went to pack his luggage as if nothing had happened.

The four masters and apprentices went on the road again.

It was early spring, and the mountains and rivers were dyed green, as if there was a yellow-green blanket on the ground, and the grass was so tender that one couldn't bear to step on it.As the river thawed, it sang and sang all the way to the west, not galloping or roaring, but flowing cheerfully and recklessly.Everything came back to life, and the green blanket was dotted with a few wild flowers, red, white, and yellow, fluttering in the gentle wind.

Tang Seng is in a good mood.He can always be blindly optimistic.

Riding a white dragon horse, singing a song: "Hey... yah yah, huh, huh, huh..." The tune went all the way up, turned at a place that couldn't be higher, and climbed up again.

The starting style is extraordinary.

Go ahead and sing.

"Sister, you are holding my hand, your eyes are flowing, brother, I..."

Drifting listened behind and almost dropped his luggage.

Zhu Bajie controlled the twitching corners of his mouth.

Tang Seng admired the beautiful scenery and sang happily: "That Yihu, hey, hey..."

Sun Wukong turned his head sharply, his sharp eyes swept towards Tang Seng.

Tang Seng's ending sound changed a tune and broke, as if he choked suddenly while eating.Holding the rein aggrievedly, he hummed silently in his heart.

The so-called four masters and apprentices of Tang Monk, in fact, should be called the four masters and apprentices of Monkey King.

There is always a discrepancy between the rumors and the actual situation.If Tang Seng, who has no power to restrain the chicken, is the real leader among the four, it would be abnormal.No one can deny that there is some truth to the law of the jungle.At least among the four monks of Tang Dynasty, the fact that whoever fisted hard listened to whom was most vividly reflected.Sun Wukong's instructions to Tang Seng often only need a look. For example, now, Monkey King's eyes are clearly saying "shut up", so although Tang Seng is not happy, he absolutely shuts up immediately.

The four of them were walking, when a black line appeared in the western sky, and slowly expanded into dark clouds to cover them.

it's dark.

The sun is still there, but it is clearly powerless in the face of the darkening sky.

Even an optimistic person like Tang Seng couldn't help sighing: "Oh, it's coming again. There is no time to stop. At least let me finish singing and you come again. Come to eat, come to sleep, come to worship, and walk. Come too..." After receiving Sun Wukong's eye knife, he shut up again.

The black cloud moved extremely fast and arrived in an instant.A huge monster energy erupted from the cloud.In an instant, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, flying sand and rocks, flowers and plants were broken by the evil wind, and big trees were uprooted.Tang Seng was blown by the evil wind and fell off the white dragon horse. Fortunately, Zhu Bajie caught it with one hand and was saved from injury.Tang Seng squatted on the ground, touched the fallen petals, and said to himself sadly: "The destruction of life is always so easy..."

Everyone didn't have time to pay attention to Tang Seng's sorrow, and they didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Drifting Monk took good care of his luggage, and Zhu Bajie took care of Tang Monk and White Dragon Horse.

Monkey King stood in front of everyone with a golden cudgel in his hand, and shouted, "Where is the evildoer?"

A man jumped out of the clouds, with a green robe and a scarf, with an ordinary face, the kind of appearance that can't be found in the crowd.He looked as if he had traveled a long way, and was full of dust. He was extremely excited, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was anxious. The first thing he said when he saw Monkey King was: "Have you seen A Ming?" He murmured absently, "Grandpa Dashu blesses me before it's too late! If it's too late..."

In Monkey King's mind, an image of a tiger lying on the ground vomiting blood appeared in Sun Wukong's mind. "That tiger spirit? He's dead."

Hearing this, the man fell to the ground with a "Putong", and stood there in a daze, not moving for a while.Suddenly burst into tears: "I'm still one step too late! I told you not to go! I said you would be dead if you went, and he doesn't remember you at all! Amin, you idiot bastard..." The man grieved to There was a punch on the ground, and there was a "boom", the light was shining, and the dust was flying.Monkey King crosses the golden cudgel to protect Tang Seng.After the smoke and dust dissipated, a round pit about two feet deep appeared on the ground, showing traces of scorching—this man's light-catching fire skills have reached the peak, and a casual punch can turn earth and wood into pieces. ash.

Sun Wukong was secretly wary, thinking that if there was a disagreement for a while and he would fight, he could ask Bajie to take Tang Seng away first.This monster has profound mana, the most powerful monster I have encountered since Journey to the West, and I am not completely sure of defeating him.

"Take me to see his corpse." The man lowered his head, his voice was still calm, "Take me there."

Sun Wukong pointed the golden cudgel to the forest: "In that forest, you can go by yourself." Monkey King wants to stay and protect Tang Seng, which is his duty.

The man raised his head slowly: "I'll let you go with me." He wiped away the tears from his face and calmed down, but what he said made Monkey King hard to accept. "I want you to kneel in front of his grave and kowtow to him to admit your mistake."

"Haha." Sun Wukong sneered, "How dare you speak to me like that?"

"Haha." The monster also twitched the corner of its mouth, and glared at Sun Wukong fiercely with its blood-red eyes, "Why don't you dare, you think you're still all right..." Suddenly he pressed his hand on his chest, and his face showed pain.

This situation reminded Sun Wukong of the tiger spirit who spits out blood while talking.

His magic power was far higher than that of Tiger Spirit, and he returned to normal soon.He said no more, his body turned into a ray of white light, and threw himself into the woods where the tiger spirit was buried.

Zhu Bajie stepped forward after the monster had run away, and pouted in the direction where the monster was going away. "He came to seek revenge for Tiger Spirit?" Zhu Bajie asked Sun Wukong, "Have you seen his real body?"

"I'm not sure, it's a bit like..." Sun Wukong hesitated, "I've never seen this kind of creature cultivate into a demon body."

"like what?"

"Snail." After Monkey King finished speaking, his heart was empty, just like the feeling he felt after the tiger spirit died yesterday. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. His heart was like an empty city, and he couldn't feel any emotions.

A red light flashed in front of his eyes, and Monkey King quickly closed his eyes.

He was hallucinating again.

Sun Wukong didn't tell anyone. In fact, apart from headaches, he often had hallucinations and saw many incomprehensible things.Sometimes it is a very thick tree, sometimes it is a scorched barren mountain, and more often it is a person wearing a silver-white armor and a black cloak on his back. For example, after the death of the tiger spirit yesterday, he He saw this person once, but he could never see what this person looked like.

The hallucinations were basically the precursor to his headache.

The danger has not passed, so how can you get sick at this time?Sun Wukong gritted his teeth secretly.

A terrifying roar came from the woods where the tiger spirit was buried.

The birds in the woods flew up together and fell straight and lifeless.The river turned up a huge wave, splashing Zhu Bajie's body with water.

The roar became louder and louder, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Zhu Bajie hastily made a soundproof barrier around Tang Seng.Even if he saw the opportunity quickly, Tang Seng was still so shocked that a trace of blood flowed out of his ears.

"Get out!" Sun Wukong yelled angrily, "What are you yelling in the woods!" Sun Wukong's head hurt a little, but fortunately, it was still within his tolerance.

The roar gradually turned into a cry.The monster was crying in the woods, sounding extremely sad.

Sun Wukong confessed, "Take care of the bald man", and he plunged into it like a bird throwing itself into a forest.

He wanted to get rid of this snail spirit before the headache came on.

The snail spirit saw Sun Wukong rushing over with the golden cudgel, and immediately stood up from the tiger spirit's grave. "What did A Ming say to you before he died? Have you remembered...even a little?"

Sun Wukong said: "If you want to fight, you can fight, why are there so many nonsense!"

The snail spirit was completely cold-hearted: "I'll ask you one last time, do you still remember 500 years ago?"

"of course I remember."

Before the joy of the snail spirit bloomed, I heard Monkey King say:

"500 years ago, I was imprisoned in Wuyu Mountain because of disrespect to the Jade Emperor. Fortunately, Guanyin Bodhisattva rescued me from the sea of ​​suffering, and ordered me to escort Tang Monk to the west to learn scriptures, so that I can cultivate in the future."

The snail spirit seemed to be remembering something from the past, and his expression changed from sad to happy. "Back then, someone asked Tathagata Buddha, what is the true fruit..."

Pain appeared on his face again, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth without warning, but he continued talking regardless.

"The Tathagata replied, the right result is no desire, no desire, no sorrow, no joy, no self and no other, the right result is letting go."

"What the Buddha said is very true." Sun Wukong said.

"Really? You think so now?" The snail spirit wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed. No matter how you look at it, this smile is indescribably sad. "I don't know who said it back then. If you have obsessions in your heart, you can't cultivate the Tao and become a fairy. In this case, he doesn't even bother to become a fairy! Because there are some things that you can't let go of in your life! People live this life, they always have to do Do something you like to do!"

"Hey, this man has a big tone."

The snail spirit couldn't control it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.Just like the tiger spirit yesterday, it fell down.But he got up quickly, and continued: "He is very crazy, so crazy that he doesn't pay attention to the gods and Buddhas in the sky. If you knew him, would you admire him?"

"If I meet him, I will beat him to death with a stick!" Sun Wukong said, "Such a big monster and big devil king, killing him must have a lot of merit points."

The snail sticks out his tongue, licks the blood left at the corner of his mouth, spits out "bah", and looks at the grave of the tiger, "Amin! Your death is not worth it!" Turning to Sun Wukong, he shouted, "You After killing so many brothers, you are not worthy of being called Sun Wukong at all! Since you are no longer Monkey King, why should I show mercy?"

Monkey King couldn't take it anymore: "Who wants you to show mercy? Come, come, fight your grandpa for [-] rounds!"

A fierce fight is inevitable.