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

After the yellow-robed monster picked up the inner alchemy and returned to the cave, he was absent-minded all the way and looked in a trance.

Fu Yiri took care of Bai Huashu for him in the house, and when he saw him come back, he hurriedly stepped aside, tensed his body and watched the ugly and huge monster step into the house, shaking the ground trembling and creaking.

Bai Hua has been haunted by the sick bed for a long time, her originally beautiful face is pale and haggard, with protruding cheek bones, and her chin is as thin as a knife cone.The long black and beautiful hair in the past was also lacklustre, and it was casually hung on the sides, messy and without aesthetic feeling.That pair of dull eyes glanced at him feebly, with an expression of indifference and alienation in them, and then turned away again.Didn't ask much.

Sun Wukong folded his arms and saw the yellow-robed monster sitting beside the woman, holding a hand that was as soft as bones, his voice was vague but extremely soft. "My dear, you are saved."

Bai Hua was silent for a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know my body."

In the past two days, she has been in a coma all day without moving, and the rest of the time when she is awake is often weak and weak, and she can't even lift a hand.

The oil lamp is about to run out, and the night is endless.Maybe that's how it feels.

The yellow-robed monster shook his head, and said in a deep and powerful voice, "I will save you."

"You saved me, or Xiaolian saved me?" She chuckled lightly, "Although I'm just, ahem!... just a woman, but I also know that a goblin's cultivation is as important as his life. "

She looked up at the earth-colored dark yellow ceiling, her gaze gradually drifted away.

"Forget it, husband."

Looking back on her life, she has never had any joys. She has been imprisoned in this dark cave all her life, suffering every day, but life is worse than death.

"Just let me go. Let me go, okay?"

Bai Hua shyly turned her head with dull eyes, looked at the yellow-robed monster, lowered her eyebrows, and spoke softly, like scattered dust.

The yellow-robed monster clenched its fists tightly, with a suppressed expression as if it was holding back something.

He has always known that his wife has never loved him, and never thought of being by his side for the rest of his life.

All this is nothing but his extravagant imagination and wishful thinking.

He snatched her away, imprisoned her by his side with all means, and shared the same bed with her children.To him, it was a sweet dream, but to her, it might be a nightmare of a lifetime.

But even if there is love and hatred, he is unwilling to endure parting.

Can't ask for more...

He prefers not to let go.

The yellow-robed monster took a deep breath, and finally took out the green inner pill tremblingly from his bosom, just like the emerald skirt that swayed like water when the man smiled lightly.

"You really want to use this...to save her?" Monkey King, who was leaning against the wall, asked him hesitantly.

【—Brother, I’m sorry.In addition to this heart, I have nothing to give you. 】

Lian Jiuzhong's last words flooded into his mind, but the yellow-robed monster didn't answer.

The deal is done, what's the use if he is willing or not?

Throat blocked, the yellow-robed monster frowned and suppressed all kinds of thoughts, stood up and cast a spell to hold up the inner alchemy with his lips tightly pressed, and with a twist of his wrist, the inner alchemy spun around in the air, facing the person on the bed A bright light green light is projected, enveloping it.

He hardened his heart, his brows were firm, and he began to mutter words, his wrists turned even faster, his fingertips jumped up and down, and finally he let out a heavy "drink" with his eyes wide open, pouring out all the power in the inner alchemy Come out and pour it into Baihuaxiu's body.

"...Hmm!" Before Bai Huaxiu had time to react, she felt that her whole body was being rushed by the force like water, her eyes widened involuntarily, and she let out a few weak groans.

She straightened her back, and her whole body was arched, and under the guidance of the yellow-robed monster, the inner alchemy in mid-air slowly descended, approaching the place where Bai Huaxie was close to her heart.

Bai Huaxi seemed to have sensed something, faint fear appeared in her pupils, and faintly murmured "No" in her mouth!

But in an instant, he was completely captured by the clear light and lost his voice.

The moment when the pupils were wide open was the moment when Neidan entered her body and became one with her heart.

Bai Hua shivered, her face slightly distorted.The airflow in the air seemed to have changed direction, and the atmosphere became stagnant little by little as the silence gradually sank.

Everyone stared at Bai Huaxiu almost holding their breath, witnessing the miraculous changes in her body.

The gray and pale skin slowly returned to the snowy softness of the past, the black hair also regained its luster and luster, and the lip color changed from blue and white to plump and pink like a peach in March.

Just like withered flowers, thanks to the spring breeze, they regain their beauty and vitality.

When Bai Huaxiu slowly opened his eyes, the yellow-robed monster looked at her, and excitement rarely appeared in his usually calm eyes.

"My wife, my wife...you're alright...you're finally healed..."

He hugged Bai Huashu tightly, and repeated it with a half-crying half-smile, as if the only thing he could think of was this sentence.

The husband and wife who came back from the dead got together for a long time.

This seems to be a perfect happy ending.

The outsider exchanged his own sacrifice for the two of them to stay together.

The story should end at this moment.

but--

Something shattered like a mirror.

Bai Hua shyly turned her head away and pushed him away.

The yellow-robed monster stood stiffly, its outstretched thick hands seemed to have nowhere to rest, and they were placed in front of him blankly.

"Fuck?"

A question was twisted and turned in the throat, and there was a puzzled trill at the end.

Bai Hua frowned in embarrassment, not knowing how to treat him.Her enemy, her husband.Now... is still her benefactor.

"I'm tired and want to rest for a while."

Bai Huaxie opened his mouth lightly and tiredly, not daring to look into the eyes of the yellow-robed monster.

In the end, she could only utter such dry words to cover up her evasion and resistance.

Huang Pao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, took a step back and said hello in a low voice, "My dear, rest at ease, I'll call the guests out first."

Even if there was a silent snowstorm in his heart, he only had obedient tenderness towards that person.

The yellow-robed monster turned around and lifted the curtain and walked out, his expression seemed the same, only a little dim.

He glanced at Sun Wukong and the others who came out together, and said after a pause, "It's getting late, why don't you all rest here for the night?"

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together and said Amitabha, "That poor monk thanked you in advance."

The yellow-robed monster's eyes blurred for a moment, and his voice lowered, "Xiao Lian almost hurt you, so I, the big brother, will naturally have to make it up for her."

Tang Sanzang looked at him quietly. The Buddhists always say that a leaf blinds his eyes and his heart is covered by the world of mortals. He only feels that the authorities are confused and the onlookers are clear.

People often see through others but not themselves.

Holding the Buddhist beads, Tang Sanzang asked, "Do you...would you like to work with the poor monk to save Miss Xiaolian?"

...Exceeding?

Ashes to ashes... dust to dust?

Huang Pao was stunned, looked up at the pale moon and lone star hanging in the middle of the sky outside the railing, but seemed to see the picture of a girl sitting alone on the porch with her feet up and humming through layers of memories as thick as a cloud .

It was a melody as ethereal and hazy as moonlight.There is no drum, no orchestra, but it is so stubborn that it gets into the ears, making it unforgettable.

"donor?"

Tang Sanzang asked again, and the yellow-robed monster woke up startled, his expression dazed.He laughed at himself and asked, "I'm a monster, can I save others?"

Tang Sanzang shook his head, "All sentient beings are originally Buddhas, there is no need for gods, ghosts and ghosts in the six realms. A pure heart will lead to clarity, and a sincere heart will lead to spirituality. As long as you have a heart, you can transcend."

The yellow-robed monster looked at him with a faint light in his eyes, and finally nodded slowly.

The two walked slowly towards the courtyard.Sun Wukong glanced at them, turned his head and yawned, muttering something softly.

Just as he raised his foot to go back to the room, unexpectedly, Fu Yiri pulled the hem of his clothes. "Brother, can I ask you something?"

Sun Wukong was taken aback for a moment, then stopped in his tracks.

This twelve or thirteen-year-old boy forced his tired eyes to open wide, and there seemed to be a stubborn and desolate light quietly lying in the bottom of his eyes.

Sun Wukong looked at him, thinking of what Lian Jiuzhong said, his heart couldn't help but move.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Did you meet that girl? What did she say?" Bie Yiri was only as tall as Sun Wukong's chest, biting his lips and struggling, as if he wanted to know the truth, but was afraid of knowing. "Why did she lock me up, and who was the one who killed my whole family...Did she tell me?"

Monkey King thought for a while, but did not answer. Instead, he squatted down and sat on the corridor, patted the empty space beside him, "Sit."

Bie Yiri lifted the hem of his clothes and sat beside him.

"How much do you know about your life experience?"

"My father and mother are just ordinary business people. When I was very young, I moved here from a far away place."

"Then do you know why you moved all the way here?"

Bie Yiri shook his head, "I don't know."

Sun Wukong smiled lightly, "Since you don't know, you should find out. Mysteries all start from a small sesame seed, and they get bigger and bigger."

Fu Yiri was half-knowledgeable, "You mean... you want to find out the root cause from my tribe?"

Sun Wukong nodded, "Old Sun, I feel that what she said may not necessarily be the truth, after all, she is also an outsider, right? So if you want to know, it's better to find it yourself."

Bie Yiri nodded solemnly, "Thank you brother, Yiri understands!" After that, he hesitated and paused, "But... what about that girl? Why did she lock me up?"

Sun Wukong held his chin, "She...she said that you were being hunted down, and you were locked up to save you."

"But for no reason, why did she save me?" Fu Yi was puzzled, after all, he was taught by his parents since he was a child, and he has a business instinct, and he has always believed that his own self-interest comes first.

"There is a saying among mortals that the kindness of a drop of water must be repaid by the spring. You saved her, so she also saved your life in turn."

"She and I are strangers in our lives, we have never met! How can there be a saying of saving each other?"

Sun Wukong was silent for a while.

"You have never saved anyone, but have you ever saved a lotus?"

When Fu Yiri heard this, he froze in place with a stiff expression.

"I... I ran away from home in the past... I did see a lotus lying on the ground that was almost dry..."

He put his head in his hands and muttered to himself, his tongue almost tied.

"Later, I brought it back to the mansion and put it in Qingchi for fertility. It turned out that the lotus...is actually her?"

Sun Wukong raised his head and looked at the dark black night sky outside the corridor, frost and onyx, and the cold moon, cold and broken clouds.

"Yes."

He said, his voice lowered.

The fate between people is sometimes so wonderful.Or in other words - impermanence.

There are some fates that you can't find no matter how hard you ask, but some fates always fall by your side unintentionally, and you don't realize that you have met them until you miss them.

"Then where is she now?"

"..."

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth, "She is completely gone."

The heart left behind was also treated as a life-saving straw and disappeared invisible.

Fu Yiri trembled all over, closed his mouth, and remained silent.

The two of them just looked at the cold mountains and the four peaks in the distance, silently speaking.

In the silence, for some reason, a thick and extraordinarily cold hum came from the side yard, drifting across the partition wall, as if someone was humming a melody with thousands of twists and turns.

I am so full of worries, but I can't get what I want.

Sun Wukong twitched his ears, stared blankly, looked up and saw Tang Sanzang pacing towards him in the hazy night, like misty clouds.

He drove Fu Yiri back to his room to rest, got up and asked, "So...the yellow-robed monster is humming?"

Tang Sanzang walked up to him, nodded his head, his eyes were far away.

"He said that Lian Jiuzhong likes this song the most, and if she sings this song to send her on the road, she may feel more at ease."

He turned his head, seeing Sun Wukong's strange expression, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Sun Wukong listened to the song, shook his head, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

In the secluded corridor, he couldn't help but hummed the song in a low voice, bit by bit along with the melody.

There is a wall between the two courtyards, but the chants come together in harmony, like a bright moonlight floating in the air, flowing into a long river in the middle of the sky.The lingering sound is long and endless.

For a while, the chills were chilling, and the sound of insects and gnats.

Tang Sanzang stared at Sun Wukong's half-dark face illuminated by the moonlight, with a gloomy expression in his eyes.

After waiting for a song, he asked, "How can you sing?"

"Don't you remember... this song was widely sung in the heavens?"

Tang Sanzang shook his head, his heart was inexplicably blocked, and he didn't know why.

Sun Wukong looked at him with amber eyes as if covered with thin embers, full of indistinct color.

He said, "This song is called Cangshan Ballad, and it also has words."

At that moment, an unknown wind whimpered and came from outside the fence, whistling past their sides.

The two turned their heads almost at the same time, but what came into their sight was the dark night, boundless.

Someone was singing in a low voice.

"There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees. I am happy with you, and you don't know. How often do you feel sad when you meet each other?"

The night wind is over.

The long chant sound attributed to Shen Yan seemed to be speaking to the people around him.

The author has something to say: Baihuasha has different attitudes towards the yellow-robed monster and Lian Jiuzhong has different attitudes towards the yellow-robed monster.

However, the word love has never been uttered.

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I stayed up late to write articles again, if there is no list of cute authors next week, can I take a break for a few days!

Open your cute eyes 0v0