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

After the fish monster finished talking about Luoyue Department's past, the entire tent fell silent, and the air stagnated, freezing everything.

Their eyes are dim, like a faint layer of haze covering the window panes, covering the eyelids.

Fu Yiri hugged his body, his expression was dull, and the words in his mouth were fragmented, "Impossible...impossible..."

Are there really people in this world who would give up their young and innocent lives just to survive, to live forever?

"impossible."

He seemed to be coming to a conclusion, and shook his head vigorously, but his heart felt inexplicably cold, turning into a piece of frozen iron, pulling his heart to sink.

Tang Sanzang looked at the fish monster on his legs, his eyes were unpredictable.Although he was guilty, he was not guilty of heinous crimes. On the contrary, those closest relatives in this village could hardly shirk the responsibility for the murders.

And that Monkey King didn't know what he was thinking, indulged in his thoughts, and muttered in his mouth, "Sacrifice... the river..."

He tapped his thighs rhythmically with his knuckles, suddenly he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, his eyes widened, his body trembled upwards, and he almost fell off the carpet.

He stared at Fu Yiri with burning eyes, but his voice was slightly stagnant, "You said earlier that you were taken away and thrown into the river, but your parents showed up and saved your life, didn't they?"

Bie Yiri nodded in a daze, "Yes."

"That being the case, I have a question. If the boys in this village will be sent as sacrifices sooner or later, then..." He turned his eyes and fixed them on Fu Yiri, "Why did you become this Children of the tribe, but never encountered any accidents?"

Zhu Wuneng replied indifferently, "It's very simple, he had already fled with his parents before it was his turn to sacrifice himself."

But after all, he seemed to have thought of a certain possibility, his breath suddenly tightened, and he turned his head to stare at Fu Yiri, his voice seemed hoarse and he couldn't say a word.

Bie Yiri tilted his head in doubt, "What are you all staring at me for?"

Sun Wukong was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Zhu Wuneng two by two, "Have you already guessed it?"

Zhu Wuneng grabbed his thigh, sighed and shook his head, he didn't know what he was feeling, "It's all fucking destiny..."

There was a thread in Tang Sanzang's heart that was faintly connected. With a restrained expression, he said hesitantly, "You are saying that the reason why he was taken out of the tribe by his parents in a hurry was because at that time... he should have been the sacrifice gone?"

Sun Wukong's complexion was complicated, his lips were slightly dry, "This is just my guess... Maybe when it was their family's turn to donate a child, his parents were reluctant. So the villagers took him away, who was still ignorant and ignorant. He insisted on throwing him into the river, but was finally stopped by his parents who arrived in time."

He glanced at Fu Yiri, whose expression became startled, and shook his head lightly, "In the end, his parents felt that this was hopeless, so they took him to flee in a hurry, and finally settled in Baoxiang Country."

"And Lian Jiuzhong said that she heard someone yelling 'you should pay back the debt' outside the house. Could this have something to do with the subsequent pursuit and killing of the villagers?"

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, "It may be possible, let's try to talk to them tomorrow."

Hearing what they said, Fu Yiri's face was as pale as paper.

His figure was swaying like a light boat, as if he would fall down at any moment.

Fleeing overnight, exploding to death, massacring the whole house...

He clutched his chest, the same pain passed through the intertwined blood vessels.

"No wonder... no wonder..."

He thought maybe he understood.

Why is he different from ordinary people since he was a child, with sharp eyes and eyes and extraordinary memory.

Why did he get seriously ill in the winter when he was young, and almost cut off his life on such a cold winter and snowy night.

Why did his parents try their best to make money by buying extremely expensive alpine snow lotus to nourish his body.

And why, the health of the parents will go from bad to worse, and in the end, their lives are almost in danger.

He closed his eyes, his chest heaving unbearably.

It turned out that all of this was doomed when they took him away from the tribe.

Knowing that it is dark, and knowing that the road ahead is boundless, but still has no choice but to walk towards death.

"River God, you always say that human nature is selfish, motivated by interests, and unscrupulous. Yes... there are too many people like this in this world, tens of thousands, or maybe tens of thousands... But," he opened his eyes. Come on, when I looked at the fish monster, there was a faint mist in my red eyes, and my voice was choked with sobs. I clenched my fists tightly to suppress the crying, just like suppressing the exhausted sea.

"But in this world, there are always people who are kind and unwilling to join forces with others... Just like my parents, they knew that they would die, but they still wanted to fight to the death, in exchange for my hope of survival..."

When he finished speaking, his voice was already sobbing.He raised his head and took a deep breath, but he couldn't stop the raging tears in his eyes, they slid down one after another, and landed on the back of his hand, dizzying a large water stain.

Like a pattering drizzle.Mourning the silence of all hearts as dead ashes.

If there hadn't been such a weird and cruel curse, and the thrilling and bloody massacre, maybe he was just an ordinary child, lying on his mother's knee under Cheng Huan's knees, making her ask for sweets, or maybe imitating his father. When doing business, they lose their tempers and throw their abacus from time to time. They celebrate the Lantern Festival, set off firecrackers, swim through the streets and alleys hand in hand, and leave their footprints in every inch of time.

Maybe they will be like an ordinary family, with their own joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys, living a life as plain but stable as running water.

Rather than early separation of life and death.He is the only one left in this world.

Li Yan Gu Yun, homeless.

Zhu Wuneng looked at the child, let go of his palms, and sighed slowly.

Fu Yiri is only twelve or thirteen years old this year, how old can he be?Let a child bear everything that he shouldn't have to bear. I don't know whether to blame the heavens for being unkind, or to blame fate for tricking people.

And the fish monster looked at him, his eyes were floating, he didn't know what he was thinking.

To be honest, for hundreds of years, he has been taking revenge, revenge on the world, revenge on that person.

He never had any regrets.

Because what he wanted to be and what he wanted to be was a full-fledged devil.

It's just that at this moment, seeing the man in front of him mourning and crying, without warning, his heart skipped a beat.

very light.

But it hurts a little.

He turned his head away, not daring to look at him again.

In the end, when the sky was getting late and the moon was setting and the stars were sinking, it was already the time to rest at night.

Everyone dispersed and went back, but Sun Wukong slept with Tang Sanzang in the same tent as usual.

Zhu Wuneng always stays with Sha Wujing when the room is divided and the bed is divided. Sun Wukong once asked if the two of them were hooked up.

But Zhu Wuneng only patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, you will thank me, Old Zhu, in the future."

At night, the candles in the tent were burning like stars, dazzling people's eyes.

Tang Sanzang was making the bed and quilt, but when he turned his head, he saw Sun Wukong leaning on the door with his arms folded and staring at the sky in a daze, his back was a little silent, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Monkey King woke up with a start, only then did he realize that he had been looking at the moonlight and stars for half an hour.He touched his face and approached, "I can't sleep."

Tang Sanzang knew that what happened today was a big shock to everyone, so he paused, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Why don't you go out with you to relax, Master?"

Monkey King smiled when he heard this, "The old man told us not to go out at night, Master, you never want to embarrass others, and now you want to break this routine?"

But Tang Sanzang also looked at him with a smile on his face, his eyes were full of light, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Sun Wukong turned his eyes away, breathing involuntarily with a fever.

It's an old problem since Bodhi's dream.

Tang Sanzang shook his head, "There is one thing I never told you as a teacher. Being a teacher is not because I don't want to embarrass others, but I just don't want to embarrass myself."

"But you..."

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, Tang Sanzang took him by the hand and stepped out of the tent, and lifted the curtain to open the sky and the earth, and the night was boundless.

"If you don't embarrass others, you will have one less thing. Do you understand?"

As he spoke in a low voice, he slapped the man extremely tightly with his palms, and when he turned his head, he breathed faintly into his ears.

Sun Wukong always thought that that person was a monk who insisted on Buddhist principles like a dogma, but he didn't expect that person to have his own little thoughts.

He frowned and smiled, "I thought you were just a stupid monk."

Tang Sanzang glanced at him while pulling, "Didn't you call me a smelly monk before? Why did you become a stupid monk?"

Sun Wukong let him lead him, walking on the half-red-yellow□□half grass-roots verdant green land, from the soles of his feet to his heart, there was a slight numbness.It made him unable to speak out, but it was like half a lifetime of peace and tranquility had been exhausted at this moment.

Back then, they had said similar words.

【——It wasn’t you who said it yourself, do you like Master the most?

-It's different now...

——Oh, what's the difference? 】

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, Tang Sanzang was startled, turned around and saw that man was looking straight at him, as if he wanted to look straight into his eyes and heart under the stars.

Someone moved his lips, his voice was a little hoarse.

"You are the smelliest and stupidest monk in the world..."

But it happened to be his uniqueness.Can't ask for it, let alone let it go.

【——Now... I like Master the most, the most, the most. 】

This half-life obsession, half-life obsession, after all, I can't let go.

...can't let go.

Tang Sanzang did not expect Sun Wukong to say such childish words. He looked at the man's eyes that were as bright as the moon, and there was an unspeakable secret feeling in his heart. Little by little, his mind and water evaporated, and his mouth Dry tongue.

He held the man's hand tightly, and then looked straight into his eyes, as if time was winding across the ground in an instant, he approached the man inch by inch.

The tip of the nose is facing the tip of the nose, the breath is entangled with the breath, and the eyes of the eyes have not moved a bit.

Even the chirping of insects and cracklings on the grass perfectly rendered the atmosphere, the calls were silenced, and there was no noise at all.

At this time, the night sky is dyed with ink, the moonlight is clear, the stars are bright, the grassland is vast, and the sky and the earth are just right.

It is a beautiful day.

The moment the two subconsciously approached each other, unexpectedly, a loud shout suddenly broke the atmosphere and sent a group of jackdaws flying, "Who said your master is the smelliest and dumbest monk in the world?!"

The two of them seemed to wake up suddenly from the heavy fog, their eyes widened and they let go, they looked at each other and then turned away.

The fish monster in Tang Sanzang's pouch fluttered out of the bag, climbed up along the penis, jumped onto Tang Sanzang's bald head, took advantage of the situation and sat down, slippery and almost fell.

He was very annoyed, "Your head is really uncomfortable!"

The charming atmosphere between the two of them was completely broken up by this person in one fell swoop. Tang Sanzang didn't know what to thank and what to blame, so he finally suppressed his complicated thoughts, and silently recited Amitabha Amitabha in his heart, then raised his hand and put the fish monster on his shoulder.

"Is that all right?"

The fish monster grabbed his shoulders, and shook his legs, "Well, it's okay."

Like an invincible military adviser, he pointed to a strange rock not far away and said, "Sit there quickly, I have something to tell you."

Tang Sanzang sighed, "You monster is really asking too much..."

If I had known earlier, I would not have taken this fish monster out.

But after all, he and Sun Wukong walked over, lifted their clothes and sat down, bent one leg and looked at the boundless stars and moon.

The fish monster muttered, "What kind of monster, I've already said I'm smart..." Seeing that the two of them sat down, he straightened his sitting posture, cleared his throat, and said, "I have a favor to ask you guys."

Sun Wukong didn't even listen, and shook his head directly. "no."

"Why are you so unreasonable?" The fish monster widened his eyes, and suddenly smiled playfully, "Oh, you can't blame me for disturbing you just now, can you?"

Monkey King was not annoyed, he calmly analyzed after a pause.

"Firstly, after all, you killed people and caused the Luoyue tribe to fall into misfortune. Secondly, you arrested my master back then for plotting to do something wrong. If it's reasonable, shouldn't we help you?"

Hearing what the monkey said, the fish monster choked in his throat and fell silent.

"I know that no one will forgive me for my sins. But there is one thing I have to tell you..." He paused, hesitantly lowered his head, "I'm about to die."

"Are you dying?" Sun Wukong opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't believe it.

The fish monster nodded, his lips twitched, and he was hesitant to say anything. In the end, he just confided in a low voice, "Since you let me completely unblock the river and break out of the ice, I am doomed to die."

"Why?"

Tang Sanzang asked him in a deep voice, his voice was cool.

Why?

The fish monster looked up at the misty moonlight, thinking of the person he hadn't seen for hundreds of years, he was in a trance for a moment.

【—— Form/is emptiness, emptiness is form, you have a phase.

——If form/is emptiness, then I am pregnant/sex, isn’t it also pregnant with emptiness?

--you……】

He was like a prisoner from the past, stuck in the mud and unable to break free.

The fish monster closed its eyes, shook its head and smiled wryly, with a low voice, "Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it."

Sun Wukong looked at him, unable to tell what it was like, "Don't you hate Buddha the most? No matter how you talk, you start saying Buddha's day?"

The expression of the fish monster looks a little funny, it is obviously a sad expression, coupled with his half-fish half-human face, it looks like a piece of rags that God randomly smeared and discarded.

His words rolled down his throat a few times, and even his heart ached a little, his voice trembled at seven points, and self-deprecating at three points.

"That's why, I want to tell you my story..."

"My life is too small, too humble, with no name, no lover, no heirs, no friends... One day I die, maybe no one in this world will remember my existence. But if you can remember my story……"

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering a few times.Under the moonlight, his face was pale, reflecting the dark and intertwined scars all over his body, and he no longer had the slightest glory of the past.

Like an ashes in a heap of dust.

Ashes that no one wants.

He said, "At least it will allow me to live without being too much of a joke for most of my life."