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

After that meeting, Tathagata recruited Tang Sanzang in private, saying that he had important matters to discuss.

Sha Wujing's gaze secretly and obsessively followed the handsome Lord of Heaven in brocade and jade clothes, but he couldn't take a glance.

When Zhu Wuneng saw the neon clothes, he suddenly stood up from the already deserted banquet, walked quickly a few steps and chased after him.

"Nishang, don't go."

He whispered behind the man.

"it's me……"

Nishang's footsteps paused, and the swaying skirt opened a weak arc, but slowly fell silent again.

"Just... the canopy."

She wanted to open or close, and swallowed all the unspoken words, and only said the canopy.The cool voice was just like the canopy marshal who was in charge of Tianhe's [-] navy with his majestic figure and heroic figure back then, with only one person in his eyes when he was absent-minded.

Zhu Wuneng took a few steps forward and grabbed her wrist, but he didn't dare to apply more force, his eyes drooped slightly, "Nishang, these hundreds of years... how have you been?"

Nishang remained silent, and when she turned around slowly, she still had the elegant appearance of her black eyebrows sweeping her eyes like pearls and jade lips like vermilion, even though she was dressed in a Chinese dress and a crane cloak to add luxury, it still couldn't change the place of living in Guanghan for a long time frosty feeling.

She struggled slightly and pulled her wrist from Zhu Wuneng's hand.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Zhu Wuneng was startled, then rubbed his nose with a self-deprecating smile, and withdrew his hand.

It was like being poked into the flesh by something, stinging the palm.

"For hundreds of years, I have always owed you an apology. I was demoted too hastily back then, but I never said the last sentence to you."

Zhu Wuneng's expression was gentle, but he restrained himself tightly, fearing that if the water tank in his heart would overturn, all his thoughts would be leaked out.

"You don't have to say it. I understand." Nishang shook his head before he could speak, "It's obvious that I hurt you..."

Tianpeng has always treated her with courtesy, and that night she only crossed the line when she was drunk and emotionally surging, but she did not commit any wrongdoing.Unknowingly, it got to the ears of the Jade Emperor, who made a fuss and took off the man's official hat, demoting him to the world to suffer and suffer.

For hundreds of years, she has always blamed herself from the bottom of her heart, but Zhu Wuneng has chosen to take all the blame on herself.

"There is no harm between you and me." Zhu Wuneng shook his head and pursed his lips, paused, "Even if you really want to say harm...Silly girl, I am willing."

He spoke the last sentence softly, as if the lotus pond full of flowers had bloomed delicate petals, rippling with rippling water waves.

That's what he said to Nishang in the future, and what he's been thinking about meeting Yuesiren for hundreds of years.

This half of my life has no complaints or regrets for one person, so it is worth living in this world.

When Nishang heard his words, tears filled her beautiful eyes, and her eyebrows were raised upside down, "What are you willing to do? The canopy...does it mean that I owe you, so you can feel better?"

A person who had always been calm and reserved, seemed to lose his composure and choked up.

Zhu Wuneng didn't know why Nishang would say such a thing, and was stunned for a moment.

And Nishang seemed to be looking at him through a cloud of misty clouds and green moon, his eyes were slightly cold.

She shook her head, "Brother Ganglie...you don't know anything."

She didn't call Wu Neng, Bajie, or Tianpeng.

This unique name faintly seems to be what the person Qiaoxiaoqianxi said in a low voice in Yunzhan Cave.

The blood in my heart seemed to be flowing backwards for a moment, beating into a world-wide sound.

Zhu Wuneng's eyes widened, his breath became short, and he seemed to lose his voice, "You..."

But on Monkey King's side, the situation is at stake.

I swear to know that Sun Wukong cultivated a pair of piercing eyes when he turned death into life in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun. This time, in order to completely merge with him, he specially selected rare wood that is rare in the world and burned it for dozens of days. fire.

He looked at Sun Wukong's unfocused eyes but desperately tugging on his sleeves and faintly struggling. His heart moved, and a trace of inexplicable emotions crossed his mind. completely rejected.

He is an oath, a demon king of a generation, and an unforgivable villain who has committed countless murders and crimes in this world.

He shouldn't have this extra emotion.

He only needs to achieve hegemony as a demon, and only needs to bear the worldly infamy is enough.

Yan Bukong pursed his lips, hugged Sun Wukong, and took off the clothes of the two of them. When they were about to enter the furnace together, Sun Wukong, who had fallen into a coma, shivered for some reason.

Grabbing his hand, she whispered like a nightmare, "Cold."

There was a big fire in the room, and the monster was extremely resistant to temperature, but the man seemed to be in a cold cellar, frowning and shouting softly, "Cold..."

Even **'s body curled up into a ball, trembling uncontrollably, her teeth chattering.

Swearing Bukong looked at the person in his arms, and was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why Sun Wukong suddenly felt cold.

He hesitantly put his hands on the naked body of the man, but was startled and half shocked by the half-cool temperature.

How can it be so cold?Could it be a side effect of the Soul Locking Curse?

A thought flashed through Swear Bukong's mind, but he had no time to think about it.Because Sun Wukong had already started to have a heartache at this time, and the vowed Bukong who was close at hand did not recite the soul-locking curse, and Tang Sanzang who was far away in the world did not recite the magic spell, but his fragile heart, which had already been cut into pieces, seemed to be unable to bear it. It's like holding a load, like a water pump is beating, but every strong force is accompanied by the pain of bamboo thorns hanging upside down.

Sun Wukong frowned into a pimple in his drowsiness, and put one hand on his chest, which seemed to be slashed uncontrollably, almost biting his teeth.Swearing not to be empty is also not very good, her face is pale, and fine sweat begins to secrete from her forehead.

It seems that today... is finally out of tune.

He redressed the two of them, picked up Monkey King, and strode straight to the inner room.

On the way, I passed the corridor where Ao Lie and the nine-headed golden phoenix fought, but there was no sign of the two of them, only a field of ashes.He realized in his heart that Jin Feng should be done.

"My lord, didn't you say you want to use a cauldron to refine it? Why are you back again?"

Inside and outside, a horse-faced steward saw the two people who had returned, was surprised for a moment, and asked.

"Shut up! Didn't you see that his face is turning blue? Why do you practice?!"

Swearing impatiently, he opened the bronze door, and said nothing emotionally at the moment when the steward was in a daze.

"Boil a bucket of water for me, and add a few more quilts."

After speaking, he slammed the heavy door shut, leaving only the steward outside the door wondering.

Isn't there two people?Why only burn a bucket of water?

……

"Sun Wukong."

As if someone was calling him faintly, Sun Wukong opened his eyes drowsily, but when he saw the gloomy and chaotic scenery around him, Xingren's eyes widened in disbelief for an instant.

"Sun Wukong, you have violated the rules of heaven again and again, and now you have even stolen the nine-turn elixir that Taishang Laojun treasured in Tushita Palace and used it as an offering to renew the life of Elder Jin Chan. As usual, you should be punished." Slashing with a knife, chopping with an axe, burning with fire, being struck by lightning, gouging out the flesh and punishing him for a full 100 years before he can be released. Don't blame me for waiting...the men are ruthless!"

Sun Wukong was stiff all over, but he was tied tightly to the Zhuxianzhu by the whole body with the fairy rope, and he couldn't get rid of it.

This is a nightmare he has been unable to escape for more than a hundred years, and every night when he wakes up from the dream, he is suddenly awakened out of breath.

Two fairy generals, one prepared a jade plate, and the other prepared a sharp knife made of rhinoceros bone, and without blinking, they cut open his flesh.

"Hiss... woo!!!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were bright red, as if the blood gurgling from all over his body was flowing backwards, filling his eyes red.

He bit his lip, didn't beg for mercy, and tried his best to suppress the pain and groans, his head was covered with cold sweat, obviously his body was in extreme pain but he didn't say a word, he just felt the endless chill along the wound along the skin of his body, trembling and pouring into it flesh and blood.

Tianjiang indifferently plunged the tip of the knife into his heart, stabbed out a drop of heart blood, and with a thud, the drop fell into the boundless darkness, smeared with clouds, and smudged a large expanse of blood that was as red as a fire. , gave birth to a new life that no one knows.

This dream has tortured him for hundreds of years.Every time I have another dream, it is a double tormenting pain.

He smiled wryly, Ren Xiyong's coldness froze his limbs to the point of being necrotic, and even the pain in his heart had long been used to numbness.

But at this moment, in Yu Yunzheng's trance, a ray of warm light seemed to appear.

Someone hugged him tightly, like a rift in the sky, and whispered, "I'm here. It's not cold. It doesn't hurt..."

Monkey King doesn't like to show weakness, but his mind is uncontrollable at this time.

It was as if what he had been looking forward to thousands of times finally came to him at this moment.

He murmured, with relief and heartbroken joy, "Elder..."

Just this one sentence, it is over.

During his 100 years of torture, [-] days and nights, he waited and hoped, and there was always only one person like this.

He wanted him to come, but he didn't want him to come.

Sometimes he would be rejoicing in the mist, and when he was rejoicing, he would laugh out, heavy, like the weight of a cold moon.

How wonderful, there is only one reality.So he doesn't have to worry about it.

And in that reality... Jin Chan never came.

"..."

In the inner room, there is no sky, no day and night.

When Sun Wukong was warmed up by the eight-layer quilt and a pair of heat close to his body, he blinked and felt like a big dream.

His body was sticky, he must have been sweating profusely.However……

He always felt something was wrong.

Sun Wukong turned his head away little by little, and looked at the side beside him who was sleeping soundly and peacefully, but when he was completely naked and vowed not to be empty, his whole body was extremely stiff, and when he lifted his legs, he was under the weight of eight quilts. Forcibly kicked Yan Bukong off the bed with a "plop"!

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Sworn Bukong hugged Sun Wukong last night to keep him warm and comforted him in a low voice all night, and now he fell asleep, but unexpectedly, he was avenged by kindness, and his brows were raised in anger in an instant.

He rubbed his ass, not caring that he was naked and naked.After all, they are used to being wild monsters, and they are all men, so there is nothing to avoid suspicion.

Sun Wukong pursed his lips and looked at him slightly.He remembered that he was taken to a alchemy room with a cauldron by oath yesterday, and when he woke up today, he was lying in this room again.

What about Ao Lie?Where did Ao Lie go?Why did Swear Bukong appear here?

With an extremely displeased face, Xie Bukong changed into his clothes, cursing in a low voice, not knowing what to say.If it weren't for the soul-locking curse that would cause Sun Wukong's old heart disease, he would have recited the soul-locking spell thousands of times by now.

At this moment, the bronze door of the living room opened slowly, and it turned out that a servant with downcast eyes came in to wash them.

"Your Majesty, according to your instructions, they are all collected from the Kunlun Mountains with heavenly spring water that has miraculous healing effects."

When Xie Bukong heard the address of the king, his already irritable mind was ignited with a bang, and he grabbed the boy's neck suddenly, "What king? There is also a king of Huaguoshan here, you call Is it this seat, or is he calling him?!"

Little servant didn't expect how he made oath not empty today, and almost knelt down in panic.

"Master, lord, the little one knows his mistake, the little one knows his mistake!..."

Yan Bukong waved him out irritably, "Get lost!"

The servant hurriedly rolled and crawled outside with the basin in his hand, but he was caught by the collar the moment he went out.

"Trash, leave the pot behind!!"

Swearing that he was so angry that his eyes were red, he kicked the boy on the buttocks, kicked him out of the door, and then closed the copper door heavily.

And the chief culprit who made the demon king so angry when he got up early in the morning was lying on the bed with one half of his legs subdued at the moment, looking at the man throwing things and throwing his temper without expression.

He found that Yan Bukong was extremely easy to get angry.

But as long as that person wakes up, he will be three points colder than everyone else.

This always gave him an illusion.The illusion that the person seems to be disturbed, seized, controlled, and disturbed by something all the time.

With a dark face, Swear Bukong put the pan of spring water and a towel in front of Monkey King with a bang, "Apply it yourself."

Gritting his teeth, he didn't know that he thought he was going to swallow this person.

Sun Wukong frowned, and asked again as if he didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"..."

Yan Bukong bit his lip, his eyelids twitched.

"This seat tells you to speak your mind!"

As soon as these words came out, the two looked at each other, and there was a moment of silence in the air.

【——Your Majesty, according to your instructions, they are all collected from the Kunlun Mountains, which has miraculous healing effects. 】

Sun Wukong didn't understand what Yan Bukong was doing, didn't he tie him up to cook soup?Now why let him heal old injuries?

"What do you think this seat is doing? Why, does this seat look good?" Sworn Bukong was stared at by him uncomfortably, his ears were slightly red, and he turned his head with his arms folded and snorted softly, "It's just because you feel pain. , this seat will also hurt, so I have no choice but to... hit, plan to cure you!"

Sun Wukong seemed to have captured some key words, and his originally half-smiling expression suddenly tightened.

"Old grandson, why do you feel pain when I have an old illness?"

He lowered his voice, staring at the face of the man who was similar to him in every possible way, but with a more monstrous appearance, his heart trembled, as if he had a vague and unbelievable conjecture.

"What is the relationship between you and me...?"