When the golden cudgel becomes a gong [Journey to the West]

The breeze flutters in the air, washing every corner.Half of the night has passed, the sky has become brighter, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and there are still stars shining in the distance.

The wind blew through the treetops in the yard, causing them to shake.Under the long moonlight, the blue tiles are shining brightly, and the neatly arranged tiles are a little cute.

On the roof, several tiles were suddenly knocked off, and then fell to the ground.In the quiet late night, there was a crisp sound.

The picture in the dream suddenly became blurred, and a piece appeared in front of my eyes, and when I opened my eyes again, it was bright moonlight.And the cool wind blowing to the neck.

Sun Wukong sat up suddenly, and he quietly looked at the place in front of him with confusion in his eyes.The waist is straight, and there seems to be a puff of air in the chest cavity, but it cannot be breathed.

After a while, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and his ears were filled with the sound of his own breathing.Monkey King suddenly closed his eyes, but he could no longer see the figure in the dream.

The trapped person, the familiar voice, and the man in white who appeared later.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion. He felt that he had lost something and forgotten something extremely important.

Especially the moment he opened his eyes, he had already forgotten what that person looked like.The only thing I can remember clearly is the feeling and what happened at that time.

It was a very familiar face, but he couldn't remember when he had seen such a person.

And...the man in white who appeared later.From beginning to end, Monkey King did not see his face.He also remembered that the man in white seemed to call that man, but he couldn't hear what he said.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, and he raised a hand to gently cover his chest.This time he didn't dream of those dark shadows all over the sky, but felt that this dream was more heavy than before.

At that time, he just used a knife to take out his soul, and then cut it into two...

Just as he was thinking, his heart suddenly ached, but the pain only appeared for a moment.Sun Wukong frowned and looked down, then looked away.He looked up at the bright moon, and there were stars in it, but they couldn't illuminate that space.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, and he thought about that time carefully.The man in white suddenly appeared.It was obviously a dark space, but when he appeared, it seemed that the surroundings became brighter.

He seemed to have walked out of a light, and then stayed there with heartache...

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth raised an imperceptible arc unconsciously. He let out a breath, and then he wanted to pick up the golden cudgel next to him, but he just touched the stick.Sun Wukong just froze in place.

His hand clearly felt a momentary tactile sensation.He touched a hand just now, and that hand was a little warm, and the raised knuckles were not soft to the touch.

The heart suddenly beat rapidly, Sun Wukong suppressed his emotions as much as possible, and then turned his head calmly.

But all he saw was the golden cudgel, there was no other figure at all.A trace of disappointment flashed across Sun Wukong's eyes, why couldn't he see anyone.

After a moment of silence, Monkey King grabbed the golden cudgel, retracted it, and jumped off the ground.He glanced at the little white dragon who was sleeping standing up, then walked to the door, leaned against the door, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Sun Wukong, who fell into sleep again, was a little less indifferent than the usually taciturn one.The whole person shrank into a ball, the hair on his face was pressed together, he looked very quiet and well-behaved.

A shadow cast on his body, the light was blocked and a shadow appeared.

Yi Xing stood with his hands behind his back and looked down at him, he curled his mouth and gently rubbed his hands behind his back.

Suddenly he squatted down and leaned in front of Monkey King. He reached out to touch Monkey King, but when he was about to touch his cheek, Yi Xing stopped again.

He withdrew his hand, then held it up in front of his face, twirling his fingers lightly.Just now, his walker came across this hand.

Yi Xing raised his eyebrows lightly, not knowing what he dreamed just now.It's just that he woke up suddenly, and when he touched him, he touched himself, although it was only for a moment.

Could it be Black Flame again?The smile on Yi Xing's face gradually disappeared.Even though only Black Flame can arouse Monkey King's memory now, Yi Xing still hates that evil spirit extremely.

Yixing sighed softly, but he still couldn't help reaching out and patting Monkey King's head lightly before standing up.

He turned his head to look at one place calmly, and then turned his head back.Then the body gradually became illusory, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in place.

Outside a door not far away, a behemoth was sitting on the ground.He reached out and patted his chest, looking very nervous.

Why did it feel like something was looking at me just now?

Zhu Bajie shook his head, no matter what it was.He boldly poked his head out and aimed at Monkey King over there again.Then he looked down at a swarthy stone in his hand, wrinkling his face.

Hey, my lord said that if you bring this thing close to that big apprentice, it can hurt him.But he has endured the humiliation for so long beside the big apprentice, and he is still alive and kicking without seeing any injuries.

Zhu Bajie couldn't turn his head around, so he just gave up thinking about it.Regardless of whether he was injured or not, anyway, he had almost untied the seal on his body.And looking at the place, he was almost at his old lair.

Heh heh heh, when the time comes, see if the old monk dares to whisper in his ear.

……

The warm sun shines down in the morning, and it is warm everywhere.

Sun Wukong was awakened by Xiaobailong's cry. He opened his eyes, looked around and stood up.

Patting the dust off his body, he didn't care about what he dreamed about last night, and he just fell asleep here without thinking about it.

Monkey King walked into the room and saw that Tang Sanzang had already started his morning class.He raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned, then looked at the Bull Demon King who also came in to say hello and yawned.

"Brother."

"Oh." The Bull Demon King responded with narrowed eyes.

"The holy monk is really diligent." The Bull Demon King looked at Tang Sanzang and couldn't help sighing.

As expected of the reincarnation of Elder Jin Chan, even though he is just an ordinary monk now, his willpower and determination are so strong.

Sun Wukong nodded perfunctorily, holding the summoned golden cudgel, glanced at it and walked out again.

The road to learn scriptures is too quiet, there are no goblins to fight, it's boring.

After a group of people had breakfast, they quickly packed their luggage, said goodbye to the host, and started on their way again.

Just in the morning, the street was a little lively.Monkey King walked ahead carrying the golden cudgel and continued to glance at it calmly.

"Foretelling, fortunetelling, no money is not allowed."

"For fortune-telling and fortune-telling, you and I don't know each other at all, it all depends on fate."

"Here we come, we don't want money."

Suddenly a voice rang in everyone's ears, Monkey King didn't want to pay attention to it, but the fortune teller holding the cloth characters kept dangling in front of him.

Monkey King stopped in his tracks expressionlessly, his eyes staring straight ahead.

The person covered by the cloth finally moved away, revealing his face.I saw a young man dressed in coarse old clothes, looking about 27 or [-] years old, looking honest and honest.With a smile on his face, he became more simple and honest.

Yo, this fortune-telling is interesting, and it looks very festive.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and looked at it. He subconsciously wanted to call him, but the fortune teller passed him directly and walked behind him.

Sun Wukong: "..."

Fortune teller?

The handsome and extraordinary gentleman went directly to Xiao Bailong, he raised his head to Tang Sanzang who was standing beside the horse, and bowed lightly, "Elder, may I ask Pindao to make a fortune for you?"

Tang Sanzang came back to his senses, and he saluted his husband with the mentality that Buddhism and Taoism belong to one family.

"Amitabha, what is the priest?"

"Anything can be counted, no need for money!" The gentleman looked joyful, and then he quickly added, "Especially this marriage, the calculation is even more accurate."

Tang Sanzang: "..."

"Tch, what a liar." Zhu Bajie was carrying a rake with a look of disdain on his face.But seeing the smiling and kind eyes of his husband, Zhu Bajie couldn't help shrinking his neck and turning his face away.

Then the husband continued to talk to Tang Sanzang with a smile, and Tang Sanzang quickly raised his hand politely, "Amitabha, the poor monks are all monks, so it is not a marriage relationship."

"Oh, that's a pity. Let's count on the poor, it will rain today." The gentleman said with a little regret, with a happy face.

"Thank you, Daoist, the poor monk will take his leave."

Speaking of Tang Sanzang, he couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked away. Although he thought it was impolite, the priest looked really crazy.

Sun Wukong also looked back, he was about to walk when suddenly his shoulder was poked.

"Wukong, do you think that person looks familiar?" Guangsui real person said in a low voice.

look familiar?Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, then looked back, and Master Guangsui followed suit.It happened that the gentleman was also looking at them with a smile, Guangsui Daoist was subconsciously taken aback and turned his head quickly.

Feeling flustered for no reason?

Sun Wukong also frowned, as if a little bit?

"Elder, you and I are destined, see you soon." The gentleman waved to Tang Sanzang enthusiastically.

After their figures gradually walked away, the smile on the husband's face gradually faded.He held the cloth letter in one hand, put the other hand behind his back, stood up straight and looked at them.

"Sir, the road is so far away, can they survive the hardship?"

A figure appeared beside him, and he also stood with his hands behind his back, "Why are you here?" Then he added, "Huang Sui is here, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Bodhi couldn't help smiling, he turned his head to look at Yi Xing, "Guangsui's cultivation is unstable and his temperament is impulsive, so I'm naturally worried."

Yixing shook his head and smiled. He looked at the figure that was about to move away from him, and he didn't care what to say to Bodhi, and the figure disappeared directly on the spot.

"Hey, Yi..." The smile on Bodhi's face disappeared completely, and he looked at the front blankly, feeling suddenly in a bad mood.

The town is not big, and they went outside after a short walk.

Tang Sanzang raised his head and wiped his sweat. He pointed to the mountain ahead and asked casually, "Where is this place?"

Monkey King was about to ask Shangdi to ask for directions, but Sha Wujing behind him said directly: "Fulin Mountain!" with a joyful face and a loud voice.

Tang Sanzang, who was startled suddenly, said, "..." Oh, why did you speak suddenly.

"Fortune Mountain?"

"Fulin Mountain?" The Bull Demon King also read it again, why does it sound so familiar?