Don't Hit Me [Journey to the West]

"Ah! This is the golden cudgel?" Lu Chen paddled towards him, and the water marks tickled his stomach, always wanting to laugh.

Sun Wukong took his hand and poured it on his palm: "Well, let me show you."

Lu Chen looked at the palm of his hand as if he was holding a priceless treasure, and carefully glanced at Monkey King again, making sure he saw the other party nodding before he dared to pick it up and take a closer look.

The top and bottom are uniform in thickness, and there are extremely complicated patterns on both ends that are not clear because they are too small. Lu Chen stretched out his finger and touched it lightly. As a result, the little golden cudgel really rubbed against his fingertips as if it had sensed it.

Lu Chen glanced at Monkey King in surprise, and saw that the other person raised his eyebrows and looked at the golden cudgel again, and asked curiously: "I really feel it, will you become bigger?"

The golden cudgel did not fluctuate.

Lu Chen: "..." He looked at Dasheng Sun for help, squinted his eyes and raised his two fingers together, "Master, can you make it a little bigger, just a little bit, a little bit .”

Sun Wukong raised the corner of his eyes: "You can discuss with it yourself."

Lu Chen: "..." If I could talk to a stick, what use would it be to you?

Lu Chen pursed his lips and rolled his eyes quietly, holding the golden cudgel and paddling to the other end, but because the pool was already small, the two of them still faced each other.

It was rare for Lu Chen to have the golden cudgel in his hand, so he felt quite stiff. He glared at him and turned his back to face him, looking at the golden cudgel in his hand and muttering to himself. Sun Wukong, who was resting, turned around and muttered softly: "It's still a golden cudgel at such a small size, it should be fine if you knock it once. It should be three strikes, three strikes of the Bone Essence!"

Sun Wukong opened his eyes suddenly, and seeing him hitting his head with the little golden cudgel in his hand, he suddenly called out: "Big."

"...!!!!!!!"

Lu Chen felt guilty, and was so frightened by Monkey King's sudden scolding that the things in his hand almost flew out.The golden cudgel was getting bigger and bigger, so big that he couldn't hold it at all. Lu Chen panicked and swam towards Monkey King in a hurry: "Great Saint, help me."

Before he finished speaking, he jumped into Monkey King's arms as soon as he let go of the golden cudgel. The golden cudgel behind him had become as tall as the pillars of the load-bearing wall, standing upright in the middle of the hot spring.

Lu Chen turned his head and took a look, and found that the golden cudgel was only a few millimeters away from his back. He stroked his chest in fear, and looked at Monkey King sadly: "Master, why are you scaring me?"

Sun Wukong looked at him amusedly: "I scare you? Then what do you think you want to do with my golden cudgel, hit it on the head, I haven't forgiven you yet, you just coax me to go home?"

Lu Chen wrinkled his nose, not daring to look at him: "No, I just, just..."

Sun Wukong approached him, grabbed his shoulder and asked him, "Want to see if my golden cudgel is strong?"

Lu Chen's face was broken: "No, I just knocked twice first, and then the Great Sage forgives me and then knocked again."

Sun Wukong snorted coldly: "Why, after I forgive you, you can't even wait for two sticks?"

Being soaked in hot springs and doing so much physical exercise just now, Lu Chen was a little sleepy, and yawned a little: "Not really, just, just..." If you agree to tap it and change your mind at that time What can I do.

Just beating Lu Chen to death, he didn't dare to say these words, and he couldn't say 1234 after muttering for a long time.

Glancing secretly at the thick golden cudgel behind him, it should be fine as long as he bumped his head quietly.Lu Chen thought opportunistically.But he glanced at Monkey King who was staring at him like a prisoner, and drooped his head cowardly.

The golden cudgel behind him was still growing, and even Lu Chen could feel the roughness of the pattern of the golden cudgel imprinted on his back.

Lu Chen quietly raised his face, and moved his head slowly, but——the back of his head was tightly pressed against a warm and throbbing—palm!

"Great Sage!" Lu Chen opened his eyes, just in time to meet Sun Wukong's rarely smiling eyes, but the smile was just teasing.He kicked his legs uncomfortably, and wiped the bangs that were close to his forehead, "Is this place a little small, hahaha, yes, it's a little small." Since you won't use it for me, you should take it back quickly Go ahead, I'm afraid that if I can't bear it, I'll hit it directly.

Lu Chen reluctantly took one last look at the Golden Cudgel, lying in Sun Wukong's arms, his face pressed against his chest muscles, unwilling to look back at the Golden Cudgel—it was too tempting, go home So close!

But it was obvious that Sun Wukong was playing tricks on him, and even the two people whose golden hoop was getting bigger and bigger could only hug each other tightly, but they were still not taken back.

Lu Chen glared at him viciously with watery eyes, but inside he seemed more wronged than angry.

Sun Wukong stroked his hair, and a smirk crept up from the corner of his eyes: "I will forgive you when I am happy."

Lu Chen: "Really?"

Sun Wukong: "Yes."

Lu Chen: "Not lying?"

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows: "Have I ever lied to anyone?"

Lu Chen tilted his head: "Then how can you be happy?"

Sun Wukong raised his face and thought for a while: "For example, I am very happy to see you like this now."

Lu Chen stared: "How can you do this?" It's really bad to base your happiness on my pain!

There was a smile in Sun Wukong's eyes: "What happened to me. Or what happened to me?"

Lu Shen said helplessly: "That's not a big deal, you remember to forgive me when you're happy." He was so sleepy, he yawned again and leaned on Monkey King's shoulder with his head tilted, and slowly fell asleep again past.

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Sha Wujing followed at the end of the team, and looked back at Baigu Mountain, which was almost out of sight: "Master, is it really okay for us to go this way?" This should be regarded as leaving without saying goodbye.

Zhu Bajie grabbed his ears and listened to his voice: "What are you thinking, I'm hungry, find me something to eat." He looked back at the cloud-shrouded mountain, and the smile in the corner of his eyes slightly deepened .

Tang Seng looked at Monkey King who was striding forward holding a golden cudgel in front of him, and said uncertainly, "It should be possible."

Sun Wukong looked at the sunset in the sky, his fingertips seemed to still have the creamy touch, and he raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth.Showing an inexplicable upturned arc, he seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

In the White Bone Cave, Lu Chen still slept soundly with his hands on the quilt, he let go of a major matter in his heart, felt relaxed, and even snored lightly.When turning sideways, the raised fingertips lightly touched the lips.

A white piece of paper next to it was firmly fixed on the mahogany table.

"Chant the mantra, somersaulting cloud will come to pick you up."

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By the way, after Lu Chen woke up, he lay on the bed and began to worry about how he fell asleep again. According to this progress, he might really fall asleep when the four monks, master and apprentice, learned scriptures.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of the note on the table, like a drowning man accidentally catching a piece of duckweed, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows, and excitedly began to hammer the bed.

"Ah, ah, somersaulting cloud, it turned out to be a somersaulting cloud, a somersaulting cloud that has somersaulted for thousands of miles." Lu Chen held the note in his hand and laughed so hard that he could hardly find his eyes. He couldn't wait to read it without his shoes on. The spell, I'm afraid the Great Saint is making fun of himself.

"It's like cotton candy." Between breaths, a mass of white and tender clouds appeared in front of him, poked a finger on it, and the clouds would dodge like itches, Lu Chen held his face, "Really It’s so cute. The rich and handsome Dasheng is paired with such a Q version of the clouds. Thinking about it, it’s a cute contrast.”

Lu Chen raised his face slightly, as if he was already imagining the scene of Monkey King flying across the cloud, and burst out laughing.

Somersaulting clouds seemed to have infected his smile, bumping against his calf.

Lu Chen laughed so hard that he spoke intermittently: "Somersault Yun, wait a minute, I'll wash my face and then you take me to find the Great Holy Lord."

Somersaulting Yun seemed to react a lot to the words "Da Sheng Ye", even though Lu Chen had already turned around, he kept following him and hitting his calf.

Lu Chen stretched his aching body from sleeping, packed up some clothes and turned to appease the still restless Somersault Yun: "You wait for me first, I'll take a bath by the way, so as not to save the great saint who hates me for being dirty."

Although I was taking a bath before going to bed, I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping now, even if the ashes fell, I think my body is thick. Lu Chen caressed the folds of the clothes with a little disgust, and accidentally found the plain white clothes There was no dust on it.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, Somersault Yun slammed into his knee, and then quickly circled to the front.Lu Chen suddenly leaned forward and lay on the somersault cloud.

"Somersaulting cloud, what are you going to do?!!!"

Before he could react, the somersaulting cloud had already taken off with lightning speed, shuttling through a vast expanse of white clouds.

Lu Chen was so frightened that his clothes were tightly hugged in his arms, and he fumbled somersaults to fix himself in the middle. He didn't even have the courage to look directly at the surroundings. He could only feel the pain of the strong wind blowing on his face.

Physiological tears fell down, and he yelled without image: "Somersault Yun, slow down, I'm not the Great Holy Lord, slow down, I'm afraid, you must Don't throw me down, I don't know how to spell, if I fall down, I really can't live."

Before he could finish yelling, Somersault Yun suddenly swooped down.

Lu Chen felt that the center of gravity suddenly dropped, and he fell headfirst to the ground like an arrow. He was so frightened that he grabbed his clothes tightly and burst into tears, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

The wind was pouring in his mouth and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out, choking him to tears all over his face.

With a sound of "Peng", somersaulting cloud directly rushed into the door, and Lu Chen was thrown straight into someone's arms.

Lifting his face and wiping his eyes, he could only vaguely see the outline of the Great Holy Lord, Lu Chen couldn't help but burst out crying.

With both hands tightly hugging the great saint's neck, his legs are unconscious and not his own at all. The whole person hangs on the great saint's body like an octopus, and tears are all glued to the other's shoulders.

The voice was still trembling.

"Da, Da Shengye, somersault cloud, somersault cloud, it bullies me."

Lu Chen cried out intermittently, even if he was beaten to death by Monkey King at this time, he was unwilling to let go.

Sun Wukong looked at Lu Chen, whose eyes were red and swollen and his face was red and swollen, crying in a panic, then looked at somersaulting cloud who had been acting coquettishly at his feet, his eyes shook slightly, he patted his back, and supported him: "What's wrong?"

As soon as he heard Sun Wukong's rare and gentle voice, Lu Chen felt as if the floodgates had been opened, and his tears could no longer be stopped.

The trembling legs tightly clamped Sun Wukong's legs, his hands hugged him desperately, his chin rested on his shoulder and he closed his eyes, trying to find a sense of security for himself.He wailed loudly, even though he couldn't breathe and kept hiccupping, he still wanted to tell his grievances.

"I, Mingming, hiccup, just woke up, I said to take a shower to find you, hiccup, but it insisted on taking me away immediately, I haven't packed it up yet, it flies fast, very, very fast, my eyes hurt If I can't open it, I'm scared to death, I thought I was going to die!"

In fact, Lu Chen felt that it was not so scary to tell the small details after landing. After all, it was the somersaulting cloud of the Great Holy Lord, and he would never fall him.

But he really couldn't restrain his fear just now, how can he, a mortal, get used to a somersaulting cloud of a hundred and eight thousand miles! !

It's a bit embarrassing to be quiet at this time, but I don't want to admit that I'm useless, so I can only try my best to ruthlessly tell the fault of Somersault Cloud.

"It's all about it, I didn't prepare at all, but it scared me to death."

Tossing and turning is just one sentence that scared him to death, Sun Wukong hugged his limp body crying in his arms: "Do you want to drink water?"

The inside of the throat has been dried, whether it is speaking or swallowing saliva, it hurts sharply.Lu Chen raised his face and his eyes were still covered with a layer of mist, and he blinked pitifully: "I want to drink."

Sun Wukong poured a bowl of tea and handed it to him: "Drink carefully."

Lu Chen was holding the cup, and while drinking, he secretly aimed his eyes at Monkey King.

Monkey King asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Lu Chen pinched his own face in disbelief, and grinned painfully: "Grand Sage, you seem to be different from before?"

Monkey King: "What's the difference?"

Lu Chen recalled for a moment: "You were not like this before, uh, you were gentle, so you talked to me so gently." He tilted his head and thought for a long time, but he still felt that gentleness was more suitable for the context.

Sun Wukong took the cup in his hand and said flatly, "Really?"

In a daze, Lu Chen felt that this was the great saint who didn't care about anything before, but looking carefully at his eyes, there was indeed something different, what was the difference?

Sun Wukong looked away, and his heartbeat was also very calm, but only he knew that he missed Lu Chen, the little tail that followed him all the time, and the pair of shining little eyes that kept looking at him as if he was his only one. , I think that mouth is often mixed with curiosity, panic or fear, and other emotions are called the soft and waxy voice of the great saint.

He reached out and stroked Lu Chen's wind-torn hair.

This little idiot saw himself as soon as he closed his eyes, but as for him, he traveled thousands of rivers and mountains, and spent countless days and nights with his eyes open. This was in exchange for warmth in my arms.