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

When I got up early in the morning, I dressed neatly and stepped out of the room. I saw the bald man standing in the middle of the yard with his eyes closed.

He is tall and straight, with handsome features, and at this moment the summer morning sun is shining on him, and the breeze is gently shaking the monk's robe, he really looks like an exiled immortal.

I was a little dazed looking at it for a while, and suddenly the bald head was approaching.

He looked at me with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Good morning."

I took two steps back: "What are you doing?"

Seeing that I didn't buy it, the bald man was not annoyed. He just twirled his rosary and smiled, "I made porridge and side dishes. Go and eat some. After eating, we'll set off."

I nodded: "Last night?"

The bald man looked at me, and suddenly smiled, as if returning to the earth in spring: "Very good." After he finished speaking, he turned and left the yard. I was a little discouraged when I saw his white monk robe disappear from sight.

After breakfast, Lao Sha brought the horse and asked me where the bald donkey had gone.I said I didn't know, but both he and Zhutou looked at me like idiots, and I ignored them and went straight out of the yard.

But as soon as I got out of the hospital, I almost ran into the bald man's arms. The bald man's eyes made me startled, and I cursed the bald donkey for being disgusting.On the face, he was still respectful: "Master, have you been waiting for a long time? Let's set off immediately, is there anything else we need to deal with?"

The bald head still looked at me with a half-smile: "You can call it bald donkey or something else if you want, why bother to call it master, you have wronged yourself, and you are far away from us."

I rolled my eyes and didn't answer: "It was so neat last night, didn't you not use the disciples?"

The bald man smiled: "Where did you think of it? The poor monk is a monk after all, it's not as bad as you think, we also had a discussion on Buddhism last night, so we separated."

I just wanted to refute, but I was a little embarrassed when I looked at his meaningful eyes. This guy wouldn't know that I eavesdropped last night, would he?

"The bald donkey is here!" Zhutou's voice came, "Lao Sha, let's go! We found the bald donkey! I said that the bald donkey must wait for the monkey..." I slapped his mouth on the latter words , never had to say it again.

"Where is the next stop?" The bald man ignored the two people, but sat on the horse dignifiedly, looking at me, "Would you like to come up and sit for a while?"

I shook my head: "Further to the west, there is Longevity Hill. It is said that it is a good place to collect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Some of us turned around." Others accepted it, I thought to myself.

A bald man chuckled from above his head: "Longevity Mountain? That's fine, I've also admired the name for a long time."

I turned my head to look at him, but saw that he had already looked calm and breezy again, with sculpted eyebrows slanted into his temples, peach blossom eyes half-opened and half-closed, and his white monk robe was spotless.

Such a person, even with his head shaved, is still dazzling, no wonder, so many people want his life.However, is it just because of this skin?

"What are you thinking about?" Baldhead's voice floated over again, the voice was mellow and warm.

I glanced at him and said with a smile: "Think about how you will show your power and disturb them."

The bald man laughed loudly, and asked again: "Are you sure you can't come up? The road is not close, and you will be very tired."

I tilted my head slightly, Zhu Tou and Lao Sha were packing their luggage, and didn't pay attention to our conversation.Who knows, maybe they're all listening.

"Should I get on the horse and sit in the front or the back?" I summoned up my courage and challenged.

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I actually regretted it, and I knew that this ghost monk could not call me An Sheng.

Sure enough, in an instant, the white monk's robe flew up, and the bald man leaned down, leaving one foot hooked to the stirrup.

My vision blurred, I didn't know how he moved, I just saw that body lying in the air, crossing the horse's back in the shape of a "cross".

His face was very close, he smelled like me, his burning eyes were glued to my face like substance, I felt the temperature on my face was a little high.

"Do you want to sit in the front or sit in the back?" He let out a breath and looked at me with a chuckle, "I can do either."

His eyes were shining brightly, and I seemed to see my own reflection in there, it was a slightly green boy, staring at me blankly.

I don't understand why they all say I'm a monkey, I'm clearly a person, a teenager.

There is also the pig's head, they say he was reincarnated as a pig, but in my eyes, he has a handsome face, like a god.

Even Lao Sha looked majestic and heroic, but everyone said he was terribly ugly—killing others.

"The hair on my face is going to be matted." The bald man covered my cheek, and the hot breath from his mouth made me very uncomfortable. "I'll wash you tonight."

I was very uncomfortable being touched by his hand, I took a step back and stared at him, the light from the bald man's body flashed into my eyes.

I averted my eyes, hurriedly strode away, and said: "Sit down quickly, it's time for us to set off."

I heard the bald man's muffled laughter, I really want to know what he is laughing at, is he laughing at me?Laugh at my timidity?Or are you laughing at my restlessness?

But I didn't look back, I was really timid, afraid of seeing his eyes, afraid of the way he talked to me.

To be inexplicably afraid, to be inexplicably afraid.