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

But Tang Sanzang walked towards Sun Wukong.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and looked at Tang Sanzang with a compassionate face, he nodded slightly.

Tang Sanzang sighed, then closed his sleeves and walked to the side of the luggage.

"Master?" Xiao Bailong and others called out.

But Tang Sanzang still found a small bundle from the luggage.

He walked to Sun Wukong with the burden, then raised a hand, and said softly "Amitabha".

"Master, what's the matter, big brother?"

"But what happened?"

"Bi...what's the matter, brother monkey?"

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly towards the other three apprentices, then looked down at the bundle he was holding in his hand, and he sighed secretly.

In my mind, I recalled the words and spells that Guangsui Zhenren had confessed to me.

"This golden hoop, once you put it on, you can never take it off again."

There was no emotional fluctuation in Sun Wukong's eyes. He looked at the place in front of him, and suddenly sat on the ground and straightened his body.Putting your hands together, you nodded slightly towards Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang pursed his lips, looking at the bag in his hand and Monkey King, and finally he took out the bag.

The golden hoop that had been stored in the baggage for a long time suddenly appeared in sight.

Tang Sanzang took out the golden hoop and put it in his hand, he looked at the pious Monkey King.

There was an inexplicable emotion in my heart, as if something was wrong, and some memory disappeared from my mind.

"Master, this is it?" The three apprentices were frightened by Tang Sanzang and Monkey King's battle, and could only stand beside them with blank faces.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, suddenly his head was heavy, as if something was added.

Looking at the three apprentices with confused faces: "..."

What is this?

At first, it was just a sudden encounter with this thick fog, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly.Then there is the master and senior brother who couldn't find it, but now they finally found it.What are the master and senior brother doing?Why is the eldest brother wearing a golden hoop on his head?

Sun Wukong raised his eyes and could only glance to one side with his peripheral vision. He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly with his fingers. The cold touch made him wake up a lot in an instant.

"what is this?"

Tang Sanzang nodded, and bowed in the south direction again, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva asked the real person to bring it back then."

For some reason, Tang Sanzang felt that there was an inexplicably extra memory in his mind, and he concluded that it was a good time to put the golden hoop on Monkey King at this time.

Sun Wukong nodded expressionlessly. Although he didn't know what it was, Elder Jin Chan and Master Guangsui would not fool themselves.

What's the point of dry cleaning if you can't take it off after wearing it, as long as you can suppress the impulse in your heart.

"The Bodhisattva also told me a mantra, saying that if you feel uncomfortable, you can recite it once, but you will inevitably suffer." Tang Sanzang suddenly remembered some details, and said casually.

Sun Wukong tilted his head and looked at one place, his golden eyes were calm, as if the unstoppable stinging pain in his mind did not bring him any discomfort.

He raised the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes to look at Tang Sanzang, and then bowed to Tang Sanzang.

"The disciple implores the master, read aloud now."

Tang Sanzang was taken aback. This request was a little difficult to understand. He subconsciously felt that he seemed to have lost some memory.Meeting Sun Wukong's eyes, he suddenly had a subconscious thought.

At the same time, it did not reflect Sun Wukong's self-proclaimed, and the change of tone in addressing himself.

He walked over, bent down and patted Sun Wukong's head lightly. Tang Sanzang curled his mouth, his eyes were full of kindness.

"Okay, then read it as a teacher."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Wukong looked down at his wrist, where Yixing disappeared completely.After a few breaths, he turned his attention to the golden cudgel next to him.

Sun Wukong stared at it without blinking, the black stick body was under the bright light with the golden hoops on both sides, looking at it.

It is no different from ordinary weapons.

He took a deep breath, then looked away, bowed to Tang Sanzang, and then closed his eyes again.

Yixing had been waiting for him for so many years, but now he just disappeared for a while.And before he fully recovered his memory, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.Sun Wukong couldn't imagine that Yi Xing, who had the memory of two lives, just looked at him quietly without saying a word?

Consciousness was eroded by a sudden sharp pain, and the distracting thoughts just now were temporarily thrown away in an instant.

Tang Sanzang closed his eyes, with a calm face, and uttered the incantation.The noisy voices in my ears were completely ignored by myself.

After a while, he opened his eyes. He looked at Monkey King who had rolled to the ground, and then sighed deeply.Tang Sanzang put his hands together and said softly "Amitabha".

I hope Wukong can let go of everything this time and focus on one place with all his heart.