Buddhist master [Quick Transmigration]

Wuzheng took a step forward, reaching out to block the knife in West's hand.

It was too late to use other methods, he could only use his own flesh and blood to stop the killing.

His hand was finally faster than the knife, and stopped in front of White's chest.He blinked, expecting pain to follow.

but.

Only White's soft hand that still had biscuit crumbs held his hand, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him intently, and asked curiously: "Dark, what's wrong?"

Wu Zheng looked at him blankly, and found that he and White were the only ones here.The roses were fragrant, the grass was quiet and peaceful, and no one killed anyone with a knife.

The West just now disappeared.

Wuzheng placed his hand on White's chest, and could feel the powerful heartbeat underneath.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

Jump faster and faster.

The little devil blushed, and his fingers trembled: "Dark, don't put your hands here."

Wu Zheng stared at him for a while, then suddenly hugged him tightly, and kissed his mouth covered with biscuit crumbs.

"Don't leave my side," he whispered in White's ear.

When he saw that scene just now, his heartbeat almost stopped, as if in the last world when he learned that Liu Zhou's life was not long, the despair of not being able to grasp what was in his hands made him wish to die instead of the person he liked.

White opened his eyes wide, reached out and patted Wu Zheng's back, comforting him like Wu Zheng usually comforted him: "Don't be afraid. Dark, nothing will happen..."

Wu Zheng lightly licked the other's lips, tasting the sweet taste.

He was about to go deeper when he suddenly heard someone shouting not far away.

"I'm sorry!" West looked ashen, obviously tossed by White's prank.He saw this scene just as he stepped into the garden, and suddenly felt that he seemed to be disturbing something, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing him, Wu Zheng's expression darkened immediately, and he took a step forward to block in front of White.He won't forget what he just saw, although he doesn't know exactly what happened, but he won't let West get close to White for the time being.

West blinked in confusion, "Dark? Why the look? Is something wrong?"

Wu Zheng said, "Raise your hands."

West: "..."

Seeing that Wuzheng's expression was wrong, he stretched out his hand obediently, turned it upside down twice, and said, "Here, you see, there is nothing. What's wrong with you? So serious all of a sudden? What happened just now?"

Wuzheng looked at him, and slowly relaxed.

not him.

The West just now is different from this West, they wear different clothes.He only noticed the face just now, so he didn't notice the difference between the two for a while.

White hugged Wuzheng from behind and asked, "Dark, what happened? You look weird."

Now that the little devil had spoken, Wuzheng looked at West, then at White, and recounted all the hallucinations he had before and now.After he finished speaking, both West and White's eyes widened. They looked at each other, and West said politely, "Dark, have you been too nervous recently?"

It is possible that nothing good has happened recently, and it may be that the nerves are indeed tense.

But now Wuzheng is hostile to West, and doesn't want to admit his words, retorting: "Who knows if it's an illusion? Besides, even if it's an illusion, it might also be a fact."

West smiled in surprise: "How could the illusion be reality? Dark, calm down, the person just now is definitely not me. I will never do anything to White."

Wu Zheng stared at him, still looking unkind.

But his hand was pinched by White, the little devil hugged him and said, "Don't be afraid, am I by your side?"

White glanced at West, and rarely took the initiative to invite: "Prince, let me show you around my castle. It's just the two of us."

Wu Zheng was a little surprised and said: "White..."

White whispered something to him, Wuzheng was a bit embarrassed, but agreed anyway.

White's meaning is simple, since Wu Zheng has doubts about West, then use this opportunity to take a good look at what the prince really wants to do.

White walked the road inside the castle, and Wu Zheng followed outside the castle, only separated by a wall, not to mention there were so many windows, even if there was danger, he could be rescued at any time.

Wuzheng spread his wings and flew outside the castle, following White and West.He was very vigilant, but the atmosphere of the two in the castle was peaceful.At first, White and West hated each other, but as they get along, they are very harmonious now, like a pair of good friends.

Maybe they already are.

With sour bubbles in his heart, Wu Zheng flapped his wings vigorously, accidentally flew over his head, and turned around quickly.

He suddenly heard a burst of laughter.

...is White.

He turned his head in surprise, and found that at a high window, White was actually sitting on the edge of the window, swinging his two white and tender legs in the air, as if he was about to fall down.

When did he go there?

The question popped up for a second and then was forgotten.

Wu Zheng didn't care too much, flew to his side and said, "Be careful..."

"Thank you." Before Wu Zheng's hand fell on White, the little devil said.

Wu Zheng paused, looked down, and found that the little devil's clothes were not the same as before.

His White came back from the royal city, wearing the most popular style in spring, while the clothes on this little devil were dark and gloomy, completely different from the previous style.

His heart trembled.

Is this... also an illusion?

Why is it so real?

The hallucination White continued on his own: "Although those things couldn't hurt me before, I'm still very grateful for your help. You are the first person... to come here and stay with me."

Wu Zheng was stunned for a moment, although he rationally understood that he should leave now and get to the real White as soon as possible, but he suddenly couldn't move his legs.

What exactly is this hallucination?

Is it a dream for no reason, or something that actually happened somewhere?

Or, is this what White really wanted to say to him?

Hallucination White: "I've been here since I was born, and I don't know how to get out of here. Monsters are everywhere outside, and no one has ever come here to find me. How did you get here?"

Wuzheng's throat became hoarse, and just as he was about to continue speaking, he heard another voice not far away: "I originally wanted to kill the Demon King, but I only saw you."

Wu Zheng turned his head in astonishment, and saw another West.

The prince was wearing a black armor with a sword stuck in his waist. The equipment all over his body was worn to a certain extent, obviously after a fierce battle.

West walked to White, slowly took off the equipment on his body, and threw it on the ground, revealing the simple upper and lower clothes.

He said, "Let's go for a walk? Do you want to go to Wangcheng?"

White turned his head, his eyes sparkled: "Wangcheng, what's there?"

West thought for a while and described: "There are all kinds of dolls, there are delicious things, there are many, many people, and their clothes are very beautiful..."

White jumped off the ledge, grabbed West's shoulders, and said expectantly, "Let's talk in my garden."

The two phantoms slowly moved away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Wu Zheng watched them go away in a daze, not knowing what it was like.

Jealousy, sure, but more of a worry.

After the phantom West took off his armor, he was dressed exactly like the West who took out his bayonet just now.And just now Wu Zheng saw that small silver dagger on the opponent's waist.

"Dark! Why are you here!"

White and West walked up the stairs, White ran over and grabbed Wu Zheng's arm, and waved in front of his eyes worriedly: "Are you all right?"

Wu Zheng was a little surprised when he saw them, and immediately reacted, and quickly folded his wings.

He looked at West nervously, and the prince took three steps back immediately: "I didn't see anything."

Wu Zheng: "..."

He collected himself and told the two of them what he had just seen.

West suddenly understood something in his description, took three steps back in horror, and said, "It's definitely not me!"

Wuzheng said helplessly, "Okay, I know it's not you, don't stand so far away, come here. White, are you really not creating new illusions?"

White shook his head and said, "No, I don't have that much energy to create new illusions."

Wuzheng had a terrible headache: "Then what's going on..."

West cautiously moved closer, and whispered, "Can I interject?"

Wuzheng: "Say."

"Although I don't know what you are all talking about, I have some thoughts about the hallucinations you just mentioned." West said seriously, "When I wanted to kill the devil before, I thought about the method. I heard that the devil never He has never left the castle, and he is a very simple person. So I thought about becoming friends with him first, and then attacking him when he is off guard..."

Wu Zheng's face suddenly changed.

As West said this, he suddenly understood the visions he was seeing.

It wasn't bits and pieces, it was a whole story, and the purpose of it all was—

In Wu Zheng's peripheral vision, he saw a touch of red.

He turned his head in astonishment, and saw blood splattered on White's chest.

Little Demon King was ignorant, playing with his fingers, noticed Wu Zheng's gaze, raised his head and smiled at Wu Zheng.

His sinister innocent smile always softens people's hearts.

This time, is it also an illusion?