[Journey to the West] Don't call me Wukong

Huang Mei clasped his palms together and clamped the stick in his hands. He was still smiling, which made my mood fluctuate.

"Boy, have you laughed enough?"

"Amitabha, are you going to turn your face?"

"Turn your face and turn your face!"

I pulled back the iron rod abruptly, took a step back, and swung the rod again to attack.

"If you are still the same as before, I will naturally not be your opponent, but now, don't you know how important you are?"

I laughed out loud, and without further ado, I swung my stick and smashed it.

Huang Mei jumped away, took a bag from his waist, and said to me: "Don't blame me for being rude if you don't leave!"

"You let the bald head go, and I'll go."

"Haha, Monkey King, Monkey King, you were the one who said you wanted me to eat Tang Seng, but now you want to save him, you really have a brain injury, it's unreasonable!"

"What about my brain has nothing to do with you! Do you want to let go of your bald head?"

As I kept attacking, I kept trying to open the temple door.I don't know how to make sticks at all, but once

"When you leave, he will be fine."

I couldn't stop my anger welling up. The unlucky child must have seen me crying just now. What kind of experience is it like to watch a person hug his thigh and howl all the time?

Leaving the bald head, I am indeed a war scum, and I was beaten up by the yellow eyebrow after a few hits. The golden cudgel seemed to be annoyed by me and was useless. I shrunk into a line and returned it to my ear. He also refused to come out.

"You're amazing!" I spat, but it was blood on the ground.

I wiped the corner of my lower lip, looked at the blood on my hands, and smiled: "Hands are really black."

Huang Mei shook his head: "If you don't leave, it will be too late."

"I'll just wait here, with the gold cymbals on for three days, and I'll wait to see the pool of blood that turns bald."

"You know everything." Huang Mei blinked, sighed, turned around and walked towards the gate of the temple, "Do as you please, the world of mortals, everyone has karma, and the poor monk can only take care of himself."

Seeing him push open the door of the hall, a yellow-orange golden cymbal was knocked down on the ground. I slapped the ground with one hand, flew up, and rushed towards him with the courage I don't know where it came from.

Taking advantage of Huang Mei's daze, I stepped into the hall before him.

"You monkey, why are you always so overwhelmed?" Huang Mei didn't come in at the door, he was hanging cross-legged in the air, his whole body shrouded in a layer of golden light.

"Bodhisattva, why pretend at this moment." I turned around coldly and stared at him fixedly, "As you wish, the bald head is about to die."

There was a little surprise in Huang Mei's eyes, and then he burst out laughing.Amidst the laughter, his image began to change, from a child with yellow brows to a clay sculpture with a dignified appearance, twisting a poplar branch with two fingers in his left hand, and holding a clean bottle in his right hand.

"Even the means of the World Honored One can't hide from you monkey eyes." He sighed, "Dharma is boundless, why don't you turn back?"

While speaking, the mud all over his body seemed to be cracked, and a dazzling cold light burst out from those cracks.

My eyes hurt from the light, and the hot and humid liquid flowed down the corners of my eyes. I raised my hand to wipe it, and it was still blood, bright red.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva, I don't understand what you are talking about. Could it be that you have spent so much time trying to lure me into a trap?"

"Otherwise? Without your hand, how could Xuanzang give up." Bodhisattva's voice was calm and warm, but the words he said were as cold as ice, "He has broken his heart and left you now. We have a chance, Isn't it?"

"Where did he go?" My eyes were so painful that I couldn't open them, so I had no choice but to close them, but the pain went straight into my heart, I gritted my teeth tightly, and my voice trembled violently.

"He went to the very beginning, Wukong, you chose all of this."

"I don't know."

"If I do this, you will understand."

A strong wind rushed in front of me, and I subconsciously opened my eyes. There was blood in front of my eyes, and a bone hand pierced like an arrow. It was the hand of the Bodhisattva.

I couldn't dodge, and was stabbed in the chest by that hand.Seeing the bone claws twisting and pulling out on my chest, I felt a chill in my heart, and my body felt light.

I lowered my head again, and there was a beating heart in that paw, and there was a round hole in my chest.

My heart was ripped out by him.

"Aren't you Guanyin? Who are you?" I was surprised that I could still speak, but I didn't feel any pain, and speaking seemed to be effortless.

"You say I'm not Guanyin, then I'm not good."

The paw held my heart and slowly left my sight. When it retracted into the range of the golden light, the white bone paw still gave birth to flesh, and it was still the round hand of the Bodhisattva.

"As a bone, your heart is like a snake and a scorpion. If you are a Buddha, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

After I said this, I spit out a mouthful of blood mist, couldn't stand anymore, and knelt down on one knee.I know that my heart is getting weaker and weaker in his hands, and I am about to die.

"Wukong, look at you now, do you think of anything?"

While speaking, he shook the clean bottle in his hand, and a drop of nectar splashed out, and when it came to me, it turned into a big silver mirror.

Through the blood red in front of my eyes, I looked at myself in the mirror in shock. There was a gloomy black hole on my chest, and blood and tears flowed from my eyes, but these were not the reasons for my shock.

What really surprised me was the man whose heart was run away and whose eyes were bleeding. His whole body was covered with golden hair, his face was also full of hair, his mouth was protruding, his nose was turned out, and his ears were pointed.That's not a person, that's, a monkey!

A monkey with golden hair!

"Well, did you see it?"

The mirror disappears, but the drop of nectar still flies back into the clean bottle, and the Bodhisattva still looks dignified as a treasure.

"Kongkong, do you still remember what Xuanzang said before entering the palace?"

What did he say, he said too much, he said he would never let me down, and he also said that he would promise Buddha with his body.I stared blankly at the Bodhisattva, his smile seemed to have a calming power, and it seemed to make me sleep forever.

His voice is very seductive, but also extremely quiet. I listened to his voice, but I couldn't tell what he said at all. I only cared about the melody, but forgot the content.I just want to sleep, I just want to sleep and never wake up.

"What Xuanzang said is, I have a Buddha in my body, but the Buddha blocks my eyes, so I will dig out my eyes. I have a Buddha in my body, but the Buddha disturbs my heart, so I don't want this heart!"

"It's not the first time you've heard these words, right? Because, those words were originally spoken by you..."

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