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

"Empty, empty!"

This call is so loud that it turns a thousand times, and it makes people feel hot in the heart!

I opened my eyes suddenly, and clapped my right hand to my chest, there was no hole!My eyes didn't feel any pain anymore, so I touched my face again and saw that there was no blood on my hands.I quickly lowered my head to look at my chest, there was really no hole, I tried to press my palm on it, and my heart was pounding happily.

I breathed a sigh of relief, was I dreaming just now?

Sitting up, I looked at the place where I stayed, a room that couldn't be simpler.It's really very simple, no matter whose home it is, it can be described as a house with bare walls.Because there is nothing in the room except this wooden bed on which I lie.

And on this bed, there was only a thin sheet, not even a pillow.

There was light and shadow flickering in front of my eyes, and I looked up, and there was a monk's robe hanging on the beam, swaying in the wind.

Monk robes?I raised my palm and put it in front of my eyes, slender and slender fingers with well-defined bony joints, white skin that was almost transparent, and those full and round nails. Is this my hand?

I suddenly remembered something, and I lowered my head again. Sure enough, I had no clothes on my upper body, only a pair of brown coarse trousers with a belt around my waist.

Surprisingly, my figure turned out to be very good, because the upper body was slightly exerted, the muscles between the chest and abdomen were clearly visible, and the waist was tight and well-proportioned.I slightly curled up one leg, but my legs were also straight and slender.How could a person with such a pair of legs be the short one in his memory.

is this my body

"Hey, you haven't gotten up yet!" A young monk opened the door and came in. He disapproved when he saw me, and ran to the bedside to pull me off, muttering, "Hurry up to the front hall, the old abbot wants to chant scriptures." Already!"

I was pulled off the bed by him, and I ran a few steps with him before I could put on my shoes.

"Wait a minute, I haven't put on my shoes yet!" I broke my hand and pushed him, "You go first, I'll go right away."

The little monk glanced at me, and before turning around to leave, he did not forget to ask: "Don't skip the morning class again, or Master will definitely punish you!"

I nodded and watched him run far away before returning to the bed to put on the cloth shoes, and then jumped up to tear off the monk robe.

I walked out of the room while wearing the monk's robe.

There was no one in the yard, and the morning sun was dazzling. I squinted my eyes slightly, and walked in the direction of the door.

All the way along the stone road to the front of the main hall, I heard the sound of chime knocking, which means that the morning class is about to start.

I don't know how I know it, but I just know it.

Although I knew it, I didn't move. There were a lot of bamboos planted on both sides of the front yard, clusters of tall bamboos.

The breeze came, and the bamboo leaves were blown loudly, the sound was rustling, but it was also sad to hear.

I stared blankly at the mottled bamboo shadows on the ground, those black, those white, what is going on?

Am I not dead?

That Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, no, that white-boned spirit, tore out my heart and eyes, and he also said, that I want to make a promise to Buddha with my body?

I turned my head and looked at the Daxiong Hall surrounded by incense, so I was reincarnated as a monk, did I promise Buddha with my body?

"Little brother, why are you still here?"

A young monk came over with a basin of water. When he saw it, he stopped smiling and asked, "You've been sick for the past few days, but are you better?"

sick?I raised my hand to cover my chest again, feeling a pain in my heart for no reason.

When he saw him, he quickly put down the basin to support me. My heart hurt so badly that I couldn't help but bent down, but I happened to see our shadows reflected in the basin.

"Oh, I'm going!"

I was so frightened that I leaned back, stepped back a few steps, pointed at the water basin, panted, and screamed in panic.

The monk was also startled by me, and stretched out his hand to help me in doubt: "Jiang Liu, what's wrong with you?"

I turned to look at him in a daze: "What did you call me?"