[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

After Bodhi took Sun Wukong to the lower realms, he visited Moling that day, and then went to Chang'an, Handan, Linzi and other places, either prosperous and prosperous counties with tens of thousands of people, or people living in dire straits, full of rubble, or majestic and magnificent, The palace is deep and cold, or it is primitive and simple, and the peach garden is mulberry.

Bodhi taught Sun Wukong a lot, but most of the time, he let him see and think for himself.

After all, he can't guarantee that he can see and think about him for the rest of his life.At some point, he will let go.

Later, he took him back to Huaguo Mountain.The monkeys in Huaguo Mountain have changed a generation, and Sun Wukong looks more sad than happy when he sees the little monkeys who laughed at him in the past buried under the soil and accumulated several layers of dust.

The era that belonged to his childhood has passed.

The years in Lingshan are unknown, but the mortal world has changed several times.He thought, if the people around him can live as long as he does, live the same life as the sky, and live the same life as the earth.that would be nice.

Life and death can still meet each other, but death and death disappear completely, and it is hard to find except in the underworld.

"Master, will you always be with Wukong?"

At that time, he asked Bodhi like this, but Bodhi shook his head after concentrating his expression.

"will not."

"Why, why?"

"To be a teacher, you must become an immortal and cultivate your true body."

"Then Wukong will also become a fairy, and then the apprentice will be with the master for a long time."

"Silly monkey, you can't be together if you become a fairy."

"Why is this again?"

"After you attain enlightenment... you will understand."

Sun Wukong was puzzled, but he didn't dare to continue asking.I'm afraid that if you ask such a question, the warm dream in your heart is like a radiant bubble, which will shatter at the touch of a touch, unlike the clear sound of a vase shattering, leaving no sound or even a shadow.

A long time later, really a long time later, Monkey King really became a fairy and saw that person.

Obviously only a dozen steps away, but in the distance, there is a distance that is more difficult to cross than mountains and rivers.

Only then did he know what it means for a cultivator to have few desires.

It never said that you don't want to be together, but——

I no longer want to be together.

For them who are high above, many things have long been as insignificant as water, from indispensable to insignificant.

Later, the master and apprentice went to play in famous rivers and mountains, traveled all over the world, and the trip to play finally ended in nostalgia.

After returning to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, life suddenly became boring, either reciting Chinese characters or practicing martial arts.

"The heavens and the earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are full, the days and nights are arranged, the cold comes and the summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides..."

Monkey King opened his mouth and came, but he was drowsy from reciting.

Bodhi performed a spell, and the invisible stick hit his ass with one stick. The pain made Sun Wukong jump up and rub his round buttocks with his eyes staring.

"Going wild outside, can't even memorize the most basic thousand-character prose?"

Sun Wukong bared his teeth for a while, pouted and said, "Master, I don't want to memorize the thousand-character essay, I want to learn something else!"

"Anything else? A gag?"

He shook his head, "That's not true! This disciple wants to learn 72 transformations and cross Kyushu like Master!"

Bodhi sometimes fights monsters and beasts, and also transforms into other things, such as flying eagles, tigers and leopards, flies, squirrels, banyan trees and so on.

Sun Wukong always looks extremely jealous, but Bodhi always flicks his head and says that his skill is not enough and it's not time to learn.

"You want to learn?" Bodhi raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were bright and interesting, "Do you know that if you don't have a deep skill, what you change doesn't look like anything?"

Seeing Bodhi let go, Sun Wukong was hopeful, and immediately puffed up his chest and patted it, saying boldly, "Wukong has practiced from the lower realms, and his skill has doubled!"

Bodhi looked at him, and laughed secretly that the monkey's tail was going to go up to the sky.

He rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded solemnly for a while, "Okay, if you want to learn, I'll let you see the result for yourself."

Sun Wukong automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, his eyes lit up, as if the dew was rising in the morning, the mountain was glowing with the sun, and he was full of hope that Bodhi would teach him.Children are always playful. For him, 72 Changes is not an endless world to explore?

Bodhi called Sun Wukong to his side, and whispered in his ear, Sun Wukong was ignorant at first, but then he suddenly became enlightened, learned the mantras, and when he came back, he shook his head and looked confident.

"I learned it!"

"Oh? Then I'm going to come up with a question now." Bodhi coughed lightly, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, which was quite joking, "Show me a young girl."

Sun Wukong snorted twice, "What's so difficult about this?"

As soon as the words were finished, a white light appeared as soon as the formula was uttered, and suddenly there was a seventy-year-old woman in the room, with a hunched body and a wooden stick in her hand.

Grandma Sun Wukong couldn't believe it. After coughing for a while, she asked in a hoarse voice, "How could this be?!"

He touched the loose skin on his hand that was soft into a piece of paper, and looked at his old face with deep grooves in the mirror, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

But Bodhi smiled and nodded as if watching the excitement, "Very good, if you let the young women in the world know what they look like in your eyes, it's not a big deal to beat you to death."

Monkey King was a little discouraged, but he was aroused by his words to refuse to admit defeat.

He clenched his loose fists tightly, opened his cloudy eyes and said, "This was just an accident, Master, if you give me another one, I will definitely be right!"

"Oh?" Bodhi smiled, folded his arms and leaned against the door, "Then show me another mosquito."

Sun Wukong held his breath immediately, his cheeks were swollen and purple, he yelled crisply, and there was another burst of white light, and in an instant a fish appeared in the room with black and blue scales, flapping its fins in the air.

"You mosquito... I'm afraid it's fattened, why is it so big?"

Bodhi held back his laughter, his eyes were curved into slits, and he almost burst into tears.

The little fish, Monkey King, wagged his tail and fell from mid-air to the ground with a bang. His mouth was wide open due to lack of oxygen, and his eyes were stained with a line of red. "Master, master! Woo..."

Seeing that the situation was critical, Bodhi shrank his pupils, restrained his playful expression, snapped his fingers and turned into a bucket of water.

He knelt down, picked up the little fish, and put him into the barrel.

Sun Wukong frolicked for a while in the crystal-clear water with his fins and tail, jumped up and dived, swaying, and took a while to recover, turning around, very happy.

He was gurgling and spitting out bubbles, and his protruding fish eyes rolled like pearls, "Master, guess what I just said by spitting out bubbles?"

"What did you say?"

Monkey King pounced, splashing out a lot of round water droplets, and his voice was a little weird, "Guess."

"Master, old man?"

"no!"

"Wukong likes Master the most?"

"What, what do you like the most?!" Xiao Yu'er was covered with fish scales, and it was hard to tell if there was any red monkey butt, but the voice was tied up, and he was extremely nervous, "Master, don't talk nonsense!"

Bodhi felt that it was interesting to tease the disciple, so he stretched out his finger to explore the water, which caused the little fish to swim uncontrollably after the finger. "It wasn't you who said it yourself, you like Master the most?"

Xiao Yu'er instinctively opened his mouth and bit the finger in front of him, but his tiny teeth and soft tongue made his move look more like licking to please.He moaned and said weakly, "It's different now..."

"Oh, what's the difference?"

Xiao Yuer rolled his eyes, fell silent, and murmured, "Now... I like Master the most, the most, the most."

Bodhi was carefully withdrawing his hand from the fish's mouth, and was taken aback when he heard this, as if he hadn't expected it.

Immediately, he blinked away, and the waves of light flowed, hiding the flickering of floating life.

"Since you like Master the most, tell me, what did you say just now?"

He smiled lowly, it was as warm and moist as water, but it was filled with unknown ups and downs.

"I..." Sun Wukong replied vaguely, "What else can I say when I spit bubbles? Of course it's Gulu Gulu!"

"You boy."

Bodhi slapped the wooden barrel with a gesture, which caused a lot of water splashes, but he didn't look angry at all.

Seeing the success of the game, Monkey King looked at him giggling, and the time was quiet.

After the game was almost finished, Sun Wukong opened his mouth, recited the mantra, flashed a white light, and turned back into a human body.

only……

For some reason, when he transformed back this time, there was no cover, and he was completely in the barrel!

"..."

"..."

The room was extremely quiet for a while, with the sound of needles dropping.Sun Wukong blinked twice, and it took a long time to finally wake up from the stiffness of the crash on the spot to the embarrassing situation now.

His face was flushed as if dyed peach crimson. The wooden barrel was only half a leg high, and it couldn't hold him at all. Now standing in the water, he could see everything he should see up and down.He covered the vital parts, and a few crystal clear drops of water fell on his smooth and delicate skin, flowing down his body, sliding from his slender waist to his legs, and falling from his slender straight legs to the clear water surface, arousing a wave of excitement. Splash little by little.Bodhi stared at the little monkey whose figure had grown into a teenager, and was taken aback for a moment.

But Sun Wukong's ears stood up, as if dipped in rouge powder, a thin layer of red faded, and the fluff was visible.He turned around, turned his back to the person, hurriedly recited the mantra, changed into his clothes and came out.

Knowing his embarrassment, Bodhi smiled and turned his eyes away, and said jokingly, "Now do you know the consequences?"

Monkey King was a little discouraged and ashamed, and lowered his head, "From now on, I will obey my master's orders and practice more diligently. Master, can you stop taking back the words that taught me to change 72..."

This apprentice is sometimes very stubborn.When you meet something you like, you must hold it tightly.

Bodhi looked straight at him, and after a long time sighed helplessly as if admitting defeat.

"Okay, learn, learn. In this world, there are only things that the master wants to teach and the disciples don't want to learn. How can there be things that the disciple wants to learn and the master doesn't want to teach?"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, like black ink, dotted with stars.

Next, someone in the room ordered, "Come out and try to be a babbling baby."

"puff!"

"Which family's newly grown child is a burly man like you? Hurry up and change back!... Wait!"

"Ok?"

"Remember not to leak your clothes again."

"That, that was just an accident!..."

"You turn into a small temple again."

"puff!"

"Sun, Wu, Kong."

"Ok?"

"Which temple is a latrine? I took you there for nothing, right?"

Sun Wukong was so anxious that he was about to scratch his head and scratch his head, who knows what's going on, he can't control his mana every time he changes, either it's changed or it's more or less!

"How can you become a robber? A eunuch is almost the same."

"Who told you that a scholar has breasts? Cough cough, let me change the clothes, how can you expose yourself like this! If you want the world to see you like this, don't you want to embarrass the scribes?"

"Wukong, being a teacher makes you become the type of woman you like, not changing you into a teacher again!"

Sun Wukong made more and more mistakes, and the more he made mistakes, the more anxious he became. In the end, he panicked like ants on fire, and gave up on himself when he was frustrated. His brain had no thoughts, and he just changed according to intuition.

After hearing Bodhi's last words, he woke up with a bang, blinked his eyes wide, looked down at himself, and then at the person opposite——

The same white clothes are like snow pears, the same eyes are dark and dark, the same face is as rich as jade, and the same grace is unmatched.

He looked a little perplexed, but his breathing was getting faster and faster one step ahead.

But Bodhi seemed to have not noticed anything, sitting on the table and leaning on his knees, he continued to order helplessly, "Hurry up and change me again!"

Before Sun Wukong had time to think about how he became a master, he quickly restrained his thoughts and held his breath, and turned into a plump woman with big breasts and fat buttocks. .

Bodhi's breath didn't change, he just squinted his eyes and nodded with a smile, "That's right, so you like this."

Monkey King was hoarse, unable to say anything, or perhaps it was best not to say anything.

When he finally turned back, his whole body seemed to be exhausted and weak, his limbs were limp, and he couldn't lift half of his strength.

Bodhi turned his back to him to clean up the mess in the house. He stared at the man's back and thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why.

He is still in the middle of the transition between teenagers and young children. Children in this period are often sensitive and confused, as dim and vague as gray fog.

At this time, they can't see through anything, and the seeds buried in their hearts can't bloom.

Their seeds occasionally moved and made a slight sound, then turned over and continued to sleep.

It was a long time later when the luxuriant flower tree finally grew to the point where people could not ignore it and pierced all the taboos.After the world has gone through.

But at that time, it was no longer just a slight movement.

The taller it is, the more painful it is to move even an inch at the base.

That night, after falling asleep in a dream, Bodhi didn't know that someone beside him opened his eyes with a different expression.

The man just looked at him sadly and melancholy, as if he was separated from the past like water, and dreamed of a previous life.Nostalgia can never be touched.

The night was dark and cold, like a lonely well, swallowing all sounds.

There are partridges singing outside the window from time to time, but inside the house there is only a piece of frost and clear light, and the moonlight is wet and cold.

In the dark, I don't know who is leaning on whose chest, as familiar as in the past and present.

A whisper, like ripples on the surface of water, passed by in the long night and disappeared.

"Master..."

Many times, even he almost forgot.

Is Tang Sanzang unwilling to wake up, or...

In fact, he didn't want to wake up.It is against this dream of a floating life.

The author has something to say: Ahem, the title of the article is a pun, 72 changes are not as good as Master, or in other words, 72 changes are not as good as you.

The scene of 0v0 Bodhi Wukong is probably about adolescent restlessness (??) No, it is the secret and imperceptible thoughts like first love.

There is a little ambiguity floating around everywhere, but it is called the relationship between master and apprentice.

This is also where the cuteness of poking me is.

It used to be really sweet, that's why Xiao Wukong never forgets and broods [Many times it is because of these past events, so even if you are injured, you can't let go freely [Depressed]]

There will be a visitor in the next chapter, and then presumably the mastermind behind the dream will be revealed.

I originally wanted to intersperse that kind of QAQ in this paragraph. After all, the article was originally written for "it", so I didn't expect to wait so long.

But it depends on the situation!

And, this article is not updated daily, next Sunday will be updated to see if it is on the list 233, but you can rest assured that the update will not take too long.