Don't Hit Me [Journey to the West]
Chapter 11
In the morning when I opened my eyes, I stared blankly at the thatch protruding from the roof. In an instant, I turned over and got up before I could wash my face. Running away, I am afraid that Monkey King has been angered by Tang Seng.
"Oops." Lu Chen covered his forehead and half bent over, squinting his eyes to look at Monkey King in front of him, his eyes were resentful, like a solid wall, this is it, how come he always bumps into the same place every time.
But more is still happy, fortunately still!
Just as he was about to speak, his eyes caught sight of the leopard-print skirt on his body, and he exclaimed in great surprise: "Ah, this is made by the master. Are you two reconciled?"
There was a lot of noise early in the morning, and Monkey King didn't want to pay attention to him, so he bypassed him and wanted to enter the house.
Lu Chen followed with a silly smile, suddenly a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and he raised his face suspiciously.
It's no wonder that today's Great Holy Father looks different, with a tight ring on his forehead clearly telling his strong sense of existence.
Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, he was surprised what they said when he came back yesterday, why they brought it directly.
He couldn't hide his emotions on his face, and doubts almost spread from his eyes, causing Sun Wukong to glance at him without pretending, and asked directly if he didn't understand, "Great Saint, what is that on your forehead?"
Sun Wukong shook off the hand on his arm, paused, then turned and said two words to Lu Chen who was about to follow.
"responsibility."
Lu Chenzhang Er paused in confusion, rubbed his eyes and turned his face to see Tang Seng who was still smiling gently, and scratched his head in a daze.
I have no idea what happened last night.
But the joy is beyond words, no matter how he brought it, another plot has passed, and the distance from Baigu Mountain is one step further.
yeah.
However, Lu Chen was still a little worried when he saw the heavy, straight back of the great saint, who seemed to be pressing down on a mountain.
Whether it's a TV series or a novel, or even in later movies, the Great Holy Lord is always resistant to the tight rings. No one likes others to force themselves and check and balance themselves.
Taking advantage of Monkey King's absence, Lu Chen moved to Tang Seng's side, hesitant to speak.
Tang Seng was packing his luggage and was about to go on the road. Seeing his wrinkled expression, he came over and squeezed his face, it was so soft.
"What's wrong, are you hungry or sleepy?"
Lu Chen quietly glanced outside the door, but didn't find the figure of the Great Sage, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Holy Monk, the circle on the head of the Great Sage is..."
Tang Seng raised his lips slightly, and his voice was like a spring hitting a stone, clear and pleasant, and it seemed to have magical powers to dispel distracting thoughts in his mind.
In an instant, Lu Chen felt that the spiritual platform in his mind was clear, and even his temples were throbbing faintly. He was very comfortable and calmed down a lot.
"Wukong, what did he tell you?"
Lu Chen flattened his mouth, his wavy eyebrows curled up and down, and he felt aggrieved: "He told me it was his responsibility, but what kind of responsibility is it? Why does the Great Holy Lord take the responsibility?"
In fact, this is what Lu Chen always wanted to fight for Sun Wukong when he was reading the book. There was trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and Wuzhi Mountain was crushed. Why should he be assigned the responsibility of fetching the Western Classics?
Tang Seng patted his head, smiled inscrutably and dotingly: "Xiao Shen, you are still young, sometimes great ability itself is a kind of responsibility."
Lu Chen was not convinced, and defended Monkey King: "Why, the Great Sage's skills are for himself, why he is not willing to be forced!"
After reading the book for so long, and finally being able to personally question his idol, Lu Chen only felt that the depression in his heart had been shouted out just now, and the congestion in his chest that had been accumulated all the time felt much better.
Tang Seng turned his face, and his eyes fell on a white cloud that was about to dissipate outside the door: "Xiao Shen, having a powerful ability is either a responsibility or a sin."
Tang Seng tried to speak in a language that Lu Chen could understand, but he didn't want to speak too plain and easy to understand.The world is complicated, and it's fine to be plain.
Lu Chen seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand. He murmured for a long while and finally complained: "I feel that this is still too unfair to the great saint."
Tang Seng smiled: "So you think about Wukong?"
Lu Chen blushed, bowed his head and said in a soft tone: "No." He raised his face and flattened his mouth, "Then the great sage won't have to do hard work all his life."
Tang Seng recited a Buddha's name: "Wait until he has a weakness."
Lu Chen still didn't understand why he didn't have to be enslaved by the Overlord after he had a weakness. He stood aside and watched Tang Seng pack up his things boredly for a while, and finally ran away angrily. Bad, the Holy Father is innocent."
Tang Seng paused, smiled and shook his head.
At the door, Monkey King folded his hands on his chest and looked at the back of Lu Chen who was running away with a groan, a glint of haze flashed in his eyes.
Tang Seng didn't even raise his head. Compared to the gentleness just now, his tone was serious: "Wukong."
In a breath, the gloom around him dissipated instantly.
He can't, he can't show any dissatisfaction, otherwise there will be no peace.
The greater the ability, the stronger the fear from above.If you can't use it for yourself, then...
And now, he doesn't care about other power and money interests at all, and only wants to live a peaceful life for himself.
Tang Seng said with a smile: "This child treats you very well."
Sun Wukong looked indifferent and did not speak.
Can he be free if he has a weakness? Perhaps - he already has a concern.
"Oops." Lu Chen covered his forehead and half bent over, squinting his eyes to look at Monkey King in front of him, his eyes were resentful, like a solid wall, this is it, how come he always bumps into the same place every time.
But more is still happy, fortunately still!
Just as he was about to speak, his eyes caught sight of the leopard-print skirt on his body, and he exclaimed in great surprise: "Ah, this is made by the master. Are you two reconciled?"
There was a lot of noise early in the morning, and Monkey King didn't want to pay attention to him, so he bypassed him and wanted to enter the house.
Lu Chen followed with a silly smile, suddenly a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and he raised his face suspiciously.
It's no wonder that today's Great Holy Father looks different, with a tight ring on his forehead clearly telling his strong sense of existence.
Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, he was surprised what they said when he came back yesterday, why they brought it directly.
He couldn't hide his emotions on his face, and doubts almost spread from his eyes, causing Sun Wukong to glance at him without pretending, and asked directly if he didn't understand, "Great Saint, what is that on your forehead?"
Sun Wukong shook off the hand on his arm, paused, then turned and said two words to Lu Chen who was about to follow.
"responsibility."
Lu Chenzhang Er paused in confusion, rubbed his eyes and turned his face to see Tang Seng who was still smiling gently, and scratched his head in a daze.
I have no idea what happened last night.
But the joy is beyond words, no matter how he brought it, another plot has passed, and the distance from Baigu Mountain is one step further.
yeah.
However, Lu Chen was still a little worried when he saw the heavy, straight back of the great saint, who seemed to be pressing down on a mountain.
Whether it's a TV series or a novel, or even in later movies, the Great Holy Lord is always resistant to the tight rings. No one likes others to force themselves and check and balance themselves.
Taking advantage of Monkey King's absence, Lu Chen moved to Tang Seng's side, hesitant to speak.
Tang Seng was packing his luggage and was about to go on the road. Seeing his wrinkled expression, he came over and squeezed his face, it was so soft.
"What's wrong, are you hungry or sleepy?"
Lu Chen quietly glanced outside the door, but didn't find the figure of the Great Sage, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Holy Monk, the circle on the head of the Great Sage is..."
Tang Seng raised his lips slightly, and his voice was like a spring hitting a stone, clear and pleasant, and it seemed to have magical powers to dispel distracting thoughts in his mind.
In an instant, Lu Chen felt that the spiritual platform in his mind was clear, and even his temples were throbbing faintly. He was very comfortable and calmed down a lot.
"Wukong, what did he tell you?"
Lu Chen flattened his mouth, his wavy eyebrows curled up and down, and he felt aggrieved: "He told me it was his responsibility, but what kind of responsibility is it? Why does the Great Holy Lord take the responsibility?"
In fact, this is what Lu Chen always wanted to fight for Sun Wukong when he was reading the book. There was trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and Wuzhi Mountain was crushed. Why should he be assigned the responsibility of fetching the Western Classics?
Tang Seng patted his head, smiled inscrutably and dotingly: "Xiao Shen, you are still young, sometimes great ability itself is a kind of responsibility."
Lu Chen was not convinced, and defended Monkey King: "Why, the Great Sage's skills are for himself, why he is not willing to be forced!"
After reading the book for so long, and finally being able to personally question his idol, Lu Chen only felt that the depression in his heart had been shouted out just now, and the congestion in his chest that had been accumulated all the time felt much better.
Tang Seng turned his face, and his eyes fell on a white cloud that was about to dissipate outside the door: "Xiao Shen, having a powerful ability is either a responsibility or a sin."
Tang Seng tried to speak in a language that Lu Chen could understand, but he didn't want to speak too plain and easy to understand.The world is complicated, and it's fine to be plain.
Lu Chen seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand. He murmured for a long while and finally complained: "I feel that this is still too unfair to the great saint."
Tang Seng smiled: "So you think about Wukong?"
Lu Chen blushed, bowed his head and said in a soft tone: "No." He raised his face and flattened his mouth, "Then the great sage won't have to do hard work all his life."
Tang Seng recited a Buddha's name: "Wait until he has a weakness."
Lu Chen still didn't understand why he didn't have to be enslaved by the Overlord after he had a weakness. He stood aside and watched Tang Seng pack up his things boredly for a while, and finally ran away angrily. Bad, the Holy Father is innocent."
Tang Seng paused, smiled and shook his head.
At the door, Monkey King folded his hands on his chest and looked at the back of Lu Chen who was running away with a groan, a glint of haze flashed in his eyes.
Tang Seng didn't even raise his head. Compared to the gentleness just now, his tone was serious: "Wukong."
In a breath, the gloom around him dissipated instantly.
He can't, he can't show any dissatisfaction, otherwise there will be no peace.
The greater the ability, the stronger the fear from above.If you can't use it for yourself, then...
And now, he doesn't care about other power and money interests at all, and only wants to live a peaceful life for himself.
Tang Seng said with a smile: "This child treats you very well."
Sun Wukong looked indifferent and did not speak.
Can he be free if he has a weakness? Perhaps - he already has a concern.
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