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

My face was wet and cold, I raised my hand to wipe it, but when I looked down, my hand was full of blood and tears.

I smiled bitterly, and suddenly remembered what Xiao Leiyin said to me with his yellow eyebrows, "You monkey, why are you always so hard to think about it?"

I really always can't think about it.

He said that Xuanzang gave up, that he went to the very beginning.

"My body promises a Buddha, but the Buddha blocks my eyes, so I will dig out my eyes. My body promises a Buddha, but the Buddha disturbs my heart, so I don't want this heart."

I muttered to myself, and in a trance, I vaguely saw blood and tears streaming down my cheeks. As soon as I lowered my head, all of them were stained on the white monk robe.

There was blood red in front of my eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was because I saw the blood on the monk's robe, or because my eyes were full of blood.

A gust of wind blew, and the surrounding fog gradually dissipated, and a person in a plain white Zen robe came slowly from the opposite side.

His footsteps were calm and firm, but when he found me, he seemed to be out of order, with a look of surprise on his face, and suddenly accelerated his speed.

"Empty...empty?"

The monk on the opposite side was wearing the same white robe as mine, and his handsome face was exactly the same as mine. The only difference was his eyes, which were as deep as an abyss and as clear as water.

"Are you bald, Master?"

I subconsciously reached out to touch his face, but hesitated in mid-air.My hands were covered with blood and tears, how could I stain his face.

But he nodded again and again, grabbed my hand and pressed it to his face.

His face rubbed against my palm, with a look of joy and relief: "I finally see you again, Kong Kong."

"I, I'm not." I hesitated, wanting to tell him the truth, but worried about his reaction after hearing it, "Actually, I'm really not."

I can only say so much, I only dare to say so much, because I am suddenly afraid for no reason, afraid of seeing his back abandoning me, afraid of seeing his disappointed expression.

"I know." His beautiful peach eyes are half-opened and half-closed, but his gaze is gentle and watery, "Kong Kong, what do you want to say to me?"

What am I going to say?

I want to say that I regret it, I regret letting you into Xiaoleiyin, and I regret not trying my best to stop you.

I'm going to say I never wanted you to die, never!

I want to say I miss you, miss you all the time, think about you all the time!Thinking of this life, I became you.

But in the end I didn’t say any of these things, I just shed tears, my eyes were bright red, I choked and said, “Master, don’t leave me.”

The bald man was startled, and looked up at me fixedly. His eyes were clear and transparent, reflecting a golden-haired monkey in armor, with blood and tears on his face.

I looked down at myself, I was still wearing the pure white monk robe, the skin exposed by the arms was fair and delicate, and when I touched the cheeks, it was still the bald face.

"Why? Why do you see me as a monkey?" I wanted to back away in horror, but he held my shoulders. I struggled to look at him, "Master, what are you doing?"

"Kong Kong, tell me, what did the canopy tell you?" The bald man's expression turned light, his tone was unquestionable, "That was a scheme set up by the Heavenly Emperor and Father God to lure you into the trap. You must not trust Kong Kong!"

I blinked and didn't understand what he meant: "Why did Father God kill me? Didn't he send me to go west with you?" I regretted it as soon as I said it, and quickly added, "It's the Buddha's plan, master, canopy Said to tell you not to be deceived by the Buddha, he said, you have already become a Buddha, and also said that you traveled westward for me."

I couldn't help rushing over to hug him. This is the warm embrace that I miss all the time in this life. I rested my head on his shoulder and called him softly: "Master, bald head, Xuan Zang, Jin Chanzi...don't leave me ,Please."

There was a sudden pain in my chest, I looked down strangely, my eyes were full of blood, Xuanzang was holding a beating heart in one hand, and there was still a round hole in my chest.

That was my heart, just like last time, it was pulled out.

The difference is that that hand is not a bone, but a man's hand with slender knuckles, which is Xuanzang's hand.

Suddenly I felt my heart ached, but I had no heart anymore.

I looked up at him, puzzled and hurt: "Why?"

The bald man smiled, but sighed softly: "It's a pity that you lost your sharp eyes this time, otherwise you should know why."

"You are not bald." I also admired my own ability to resist death, and I was still bleeding, "Who are you?"

"If you say I'm not, then I'm not."

Wait a minute, this line sounds familiar!

"Damn, Huangmei! You've killed me twice!" I said angrily, "What kind of grudge do I have against you?"

"Fool, you haven't realized yet!"

The bald man sighed, and his appearance began to change in my eyes. In the golden light, he turned into a Bodhisattva.

At this moment, I couldn't hold it anymore, my knees softened and I fell to the ground, shouting my last grievance hoarsely.

"Damn it!"

It was pitch black in front of me, and I could no longer see Xuanzang, Bodhisattva, or bones. There was only a clear and distant voice around my ears.

"Where I come from, I am intact, and where I go, my heart is not stained with dust. The Buddha's mind is me. I am the Buddha. To destroy the Buddha is like to destroy my body.

"My body promises a Buddha, but the Buddha blocks my eyes, so I will dig out my eyes. My body promises a Buddha, but the Buddha disturbs my heart, so I don't want this heart!"

Volume [-] I will be Wukong