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

Bodhi's heart and soul were restless that day, and when it was dusk, his mind was dizzy, like ten thousand ants gnawed.He vaguely heard someone calling himself outside, and staggered all the way out of the house holding the door.

The panicked moonlight, like the bones of a dead body, is icy white.He stepped on the green frost on the ground, clutching his chest for an unknown amount of time, only to hear someone calling himself again, "Subhuti, come here, come here..."

That voice was so familiar, it seemed to be engraved in the past and present in my heart.

Bodhi finally reached the edge of the cliff, and saw the golden light like a slit in the pupil of the sky, shaking and hurting the eyeball.

He looked at the holy body of the man, and asked hesitantly, "Buddha... ancestor?"

The visitor sat cross-legged on a lotus flower hanging in mid-air, with compassion, slowly nodding and smiling at him.

"it's me."

He raised his hand, and the air around him suddenly changed the direction of flow, lifting Bodhi and sending it to Tathagata.

"Bodhi, as my disciple, you have been backlashed by turbid qi, and you have almost become a demon. Do you know it?"

foul air?Become a demon?

Bodhi only felt that there was fog floating in his mind, and it was chaotic.

He has indeed often been unable to control his emotions recently, and his heart is extremely gloomy and ups and downs.

This is... going to be enchanted?

"Bodhi, you have been backlashed by the turbid air of the enchantment, and because of that villain, you have moved your mortal heart, and now there is no possibility of becoming an immortal and attaining the Tao. Fortunately, you are my disciple. If you return to the heaven and recover your true body, you will still retain your immortality Immortal Physique. Now that you have come this far, are you willing to go back with me?"

"I..." Bodhi hugged his head and frowned, and murmured softly, "I have not moved my heart, I will continue to practice Taoism... I can still become a fairy..."

"Stop wishful thinking." Tathagata didn't know when, his compassionate expression gradually became cold, "Your inexhaustible turbidity is just planting the seeds of fire, and your longing for the world of mortals is the chronic illness! You can admit it, you still want to Accompany that apprentice of yours for a few hundred more years?"

"He hasn't reached the time to be a teacher..."

"These are just your reasons and excuses, how long do you want to deceive yourself?" Tathagata paused, put away his overflowing emotions, and said gently, "But you don't have to blame yourself, all of this is caused by your villain's various temptations." To, it has nothing to do with you."

"He... seduced?"

"Yes." Bodhi nodded slowly, "It was he who ruined your path to immortality."

"It was he... who ruined my way to become a fairy."

"You hate him."

"I hate him……"

As if everything was in control, his thoughts froze, and he could only follow the man's words to think in a daze, not knowing that his nerves had already been pulled together like a puppet.

"Good boy, don't be afraid, come to me. Let's go back to the heaven together, and he will never hinder you again." Tathagata waved to him, like a fluttering fuzzy phantom, calling for the person who is persistent on the road of cultivation, No moths to the flame.

Bodhi looked at him, looking at the dazzling golden light of the lotus, which was clearly a dream he had dreamed of all his life, but for some reason, there was no joy in his heart at this moment, like a pool of stagnant water, drowning in all his thoughts.

With empty eyes, he walked towards Tathagata step by step.

Sun Wukong harmed him, and he hated him.

Returning to the Buddha, he can become a fairy, and he will never be hindered again.

But... no...

There is a dull pain in the brain, as if the consciousness that does not want to sink is clamoring for the dark truth.

What the Buddha said should not be like this.

Sun Wukong did not seduce him.

He didn't move his heart either.

He never walked in order not to be hindered, but in order not to hinder that person.

A certain corner seemed to be raving like this.But it was suppressed by the heavy turbidity and covered it up.

Only the dark mist and shadows remained.

Gloomy and hazy, silent.

When he walked in front of that person, a big crack suddenly opened in the void, and a dark vortex swirled, overflowing with suffocating thick turbid air, which almost sucked Bodhi's whole body in.

There was a faint smile in the ear, arrogant and rampant, saying something, "Tang Sanzang, you finally fell into my hands willingly!"

Bodhi didn't listen and didn't ask, his expression was as dull as frost, and his brows and eyes were blunt.

At the moment of danger, a piercing shout shook everyone's minds, "Master!!!"

I saw Monkey King rushing from the other side of the cliff in a hurry, the wind blowing around him whistling.

He glared and threw the sword, straight through the golden body of the Buddha.

"Monster, let go of my master!"

"monster?"

Tathagata was pierced by an arrow, but the wound healed in an instant.He looked at Sun Wukong, who was as small as a mustard seed, and raised the corner of his mouth to smile in disdain, "A mere monkey monster, dare to question the Supreme One?"

Sun Wukong was fully awake at this time, freely controlling his body, floating in mid-air with a volley leap, and leaned towards the huge body, with solemn eyebrows and eyes.

"It's a joke, old grandson, I have fought against Tathagata several times, and I am familiar with his moves and routines. What are you, dare to pretend to be him in front of me?!"

Monkey King lost his golden cudgel, so he could only rely on his fists, feet and sword to fight the unknown monster.He punched with a "drink" sound, but it was as if he was smashing on steel, and the bone was almost broken in the muffled sound!

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, swallowed the pain and hummed.With red eyes, he slapped it again, with a sharp force, with the potential to split mountains and ground.

Just at this time, Ruo Lai sneered, changed into Subhuti, and at the moment Sun Wukong was stunned, raised his hand that covered most of the sky and slammed at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes wide and watched the giant hand fall down in an instant. He turned around in a hurry but couldn't escape the whistling palm wind.

"Cough, cough cough!" He rubbed his chest, wiped away the tragic blood from the corner of his mouth, against the clear moonlight, his face was terribly pale.

If Lai landed on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, he smiled pitifully, "This dream was created by me, and I am the master of this dream! Dispatch troops and generals, create something out of nothing, and do whatever I want. Great Sage Equaling Heaven, you What's the use of being in a dream? You probably never thought that you would have such a day of defeat by my succubus, right? Hahahaha!"

He laughed wantonly, his laughter was so sharp that it hurt people's eardrums.

On the other hand, Bodhi, who was silent all the time, had long been swallowed by the turbid air, his eyes were covered with thick black black like mist, covering the whites of the pupils, which was extremely frightening.

Monkey King glanced at him, feeling anxious but had to pretend to be calm.

He coughed and stood up with the sword in his hand, "If I hadn't been restrained by this body and couldn't use all kinds of spells, you would have died under my stick by now."

"Great? Then dare to ask the majestic Monkey King, where is your golden cudgel?" The dream demon smiled viciously, and suddenly a wishful golden cudgel appeared in his hand, and he hit Monkey King with a solid weight !

"boom!--"

Before Sun Wukong could stand still, his back was bent by this ruthless blow, and he fell straight down.Another mouthful of blood spewed out of his throat, and with a puff, it scattered into dots of blood, spreading on the loess.

Sun Wukong watched the dream demon pacing triumphantly and approaching him, and smiled mistyly with his lips curled up while his vision was blurred.

"why are you laughing?"

The Dream Demon's voice was rough, and there was anger in his low voice.

Sun Wukong waved to him without much effort, the bloodshot from his forehead ran across the corners of his eyes, it was scarlet and sticky, making it painful.

"There's one thing I didn't tell you."

As he spoke softly, he looked like a soldier who had taken off his armor, his hands were powerless.

The Dream Demon knew that the general situation was settled, and Tang Sanzang was under his control. Sun Wukong was limited and couldn't do any tricks, and he beat him to death, and they had no chance to counterattack.With peace of mind, he stepped on the dead branches and fallen leaves, and walked towards Monkey King who was kneeling on one knee and covered in blood.

Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, and after beckoning the dream monster to his side, he turned around unexpectedly and stuffed the green leaf in his hand into the man's mouth, pinching his chin and closing his lips and teeth in an instant!

The Dream Demon's eyes widened, and before he could ask what he put in his mouth, he suddenly noticed that the fresh air of the green leaf was soaring, like rotten water, almost peeling off half of his body's mellow demon power !

"How about the big green leaves picked from Guanyin, the immortal energy is rolling, and it's refreshing?" Sun Wukong ignored the burning pain in his chest, spit out the blood in his mouth, and smiled arrogantly, "Your great sage grandpa will be defeated for most of his life. Only defeated by Tathagata's men. Lost by yours?" He forced the corner of his mouth to sneer, "You are not qualified yet."

Most of the tongue has been melted, and the speech is not very clear.

The Dream Demon covered his face and gouged Sun Wukong with hatred, this monstrous monkey is really scheming!

Originally seeing this monkey in a dream, he wanted to wipe out both master and apprentice together to refine their kung fu together.Unexpectedly, it was the monkey cat's Jedi counterattack that turned the world around.However, he still has a chance.

The Dream Demon glanced at Bodhi, then sternly ordered, "I'll go back to heal his wounds for now, and I'll leave this monkey man to you. Don't forget to torture him to the point of death. Just give me a living one in the end."

Bodhi nodded stiffly, his expression was empty as if he had lost his soul.

As soon as the black air rose, the succubus disappeared in front of his eyes instantly with a whoosh.Sun Wukong half-knelt on the ground, watching Bodhi approaching him step by step, his expression was cold and emotionless.

"Master?"

Sun Wukong coughed and spoke cautiously.

At the beginning, he wanted to lure the murderer behind the scenes, but he didn't want to scare the snake, but caused Tang San to hide in danger. He was wrong.

Now he pays for his retaliation, and he and his master have settled their grievances.

But Bodhi seemed to have never heard anything, and everything around him had nothing to do with him. Only the monkey in his sight, which was not covered in bruises, was the ultimate goal he wanted.

He approached step by step, and picked up the transformed golden cudgel in the clump of dead branches. The turbid air around him was like the cold and cloudy air of the underworld, and the golden stick in his hand was like a mourning stick to catch the soul of life.

Sun Wukong forced himself to stand up, knowing that the current situation was extremely bad. "Master, wake up, this is a dream, I am Wukong. Sun Wukong, your great apprentice!"

Bodhi's expression cracked for a moment, but it was put together again in a flash. "You are...my apprentice."

"Yes, I am your apprentice!"

Sun Wukong watched the golden cudgel hit him through the air, he closed his eyes and endured the blow forcefully before he could escape.

"Pfft!..." The bluish-red man couldn't hold back, his throat became fishy, ​​and another mouthful of blood sprayed onto the ground.

"You hinder me from becoming a fairy, I hate you."

Bodhi mechanically repeated the words the succubus had taught him, raised the golden cudgel, and struck down again. This stick hit the side of Sun Wukong's leg, a crack opened in the linen clothes, and the white and tender leg flesh was stained. A deep purple color.

"I'm going to torture you until you're in so much pain that you don't want to die."

After saying a word, it is as if a thousand mountains are silent and the clouds are thick.

Sun Wukong looked at the man's eyebrows, although he knew that he was only controlled by the dream demon, but he didn't know if he thought the same way deep down in his heart.

Do you also think he is a stumbling block?

Was it because he didn't want to be hindered anymore and left him to go back to heaven.

Is it true, as the words say... I hate him.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, the pain in his limbs and bones was already normal to him who had experienced many battles.

"The pain when you chanted the curse with your own mouth back then was even more painful than this." He opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood. He was clearly still an immature boy, but his glances and words carried a look that did not match his age. Arrogant and hostile.He hooked his lips and smiled, "Do you think you can torture me with these sticks? Don't forget that I am the Monkey King."

When Bodhi heard the word "tightening mantra", his heart skipped a beat, and his brain felt a dull pain.

He covered his head and stared at Sun Wukong with a frown, as if he was just staring at a stranger he didn't know.

In a glance, he caught the naked/exposed skin between his legs, and the eye-catching red blood at the corner of his lips.

After being stunned for a moment, his breath became short of breath.

【——You don't have to blame yourself, all this is caused by your villain's various temptations, and has nothing to do with you. 】

【——He ruined your path to immortality. 】

Even if he couldn't think, he could just react intuitively, what is the best way to torture this rebellious and stubborn villain.

He bent down and pressed Monkey King against the stone wall.

Then, he lowered his head.

The author has something to say: explain, there are two Wukongs in the dream, one in the past and one in the present.The current Monkey King lives in the body of the former Monkey King, observing the situation, and can only occasionally control his body to move freely. As the dream comes to an end, he has more opportunities to manipulate freely.So some changes in expression and psychology _(:3」∠)_ You should be able to tell the difference, I believe!

What's more, in the real memory, it was Bodhi who knew that there was no hope for his practice, and he didn't want to hinder Monkey King's practice, and wanted him to stand on his own.In the dream, of course, the succubus misinterpreted the meaning as if he came here.

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