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

Tathagata called Tang Sanzang in private after the meeting was over, but his expression remained tight and he didn't say a word.

Tang Sanzang vaguely guessed that he might have something important to say, so he pursed his lips and looked serious.

"Xuanzang, where did Sun Wukong go? Why didn't he come with you?"

"..." Tang Sanzang was thinking about the fact that Tathagata almost killed Monkey King that day, and he paused for a while without telling the truth, "My beloved student is delayed, so I can't come."

Tathagata nodded upon hearing this, but did not become suspicious.He hesitated to speak and sized Tang Sanzang a few times, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he had something heavy on his mind.

"I called you here right now because I have something really important... Now that the world is not peaceful, I plan to teach you a few tricks for self-defense. The lotus cover that I conjured up that day is the limitless treasure in the Buddha world." Second,..." He was silent for a moment, "Do you think the relationship between Xie Bukong and Monkey King... is very weird?"

Tang Sanzang's heart skipped a beat, but his emotions were suppressed on his face. "What does the Buddha mean?"

"I don't need to hide it from you now... That day I vowed not to be empty and fight with me. I used one of the 32 signs to see the truth of his origin with the swastika, but unexpectedly I couldn't see his origin. Even so, I still saw a person in his true form..."

Tathagata hesitated, and his voice gradually sank.

"I saw it—Monkey King."

"You and my grandson look exactly the same, and there are so many strange things in common. This is unusual, so unusual." Monkey King walked around the room restlessly, looking up from time to time at the silent oath. Bukong raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Please explain clearly, what is the relationship between you and me?"

Yan Bukong pursed his lips, as if all the thoughts between his brows had been frozen into one piece.It was cold to the bone.

"Speak up, what kind of wood are you loading!"

Sun Wukong stretched out his fist, and was about to hit him, so he swore he stretched out his hand and received the blow from that man.

"Is there any relationship between us that is important?"

As if the previous panic had subsided completely, Xie Bukong calmed down and looked straight into Sun Wukong's eyes.

"This seat looks exactly like you, is it important? This seat has a lot in common with you, is it important? I am me, and you are you. One is the demon king and the other is the Monkey King. We There's nothing in between."

Sun Wukong lowered his eyes, stared at the man, and said word by word, "You lied to me."

After hearing this, Xie Bukong's expression darkened, and he slowly let go of Monkey King.He laughed, "Yeah, I lied to you with good intentions, but you don't think you appreciate it at all." He paused, pulled the man into his arms, and performed the spell to create a blue light under his feet.

"If you want to know so much, then I will tell you."

He almost gritted his teeth and whispered in Sun Wukong's ear——

"Remember...you want to know! If you know it, you can't regret it."

call--

There seemed to be a sharp wind blowing across the sky, and the turbid clouds were scattered.Surrounded by a gloomy sky, just like here, there will never be a sunrise.

Sun Wukong was carried out of the inner room by the oath, and flew like a shooting star through the clouds and fog in the void. From time to time, he saw a few small islands standing in the mid-air, but they were desolate and only grass and trees, like an undeveloped wild land.

In the middle of the sky, there may be a few magic birds flying by, their bodies are pitch black, their figures are evil, and their voices are shrill, shaking the eardrums and making people's hearts tremble.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted as if unbelievable, and even the trembling voice was blown away in the wind as soon as he opened his lips.

"Here is..."

Swearing that Bukong didn't answer him, his hair fluttered violently in the wind, his brows and eyes were silent and his figure was heroic.

But even if the man didn't say anything, Sun Wukong's eyes dimmed slightly, and he knew the answer.

here……

It was the Wutianjie where he was punished for a full 100 years.

Almost half of his life's blood, half of his life's pain, he stayed here.

It's just that he doesn't understand why the old lair that vowed not to be empty was built in Wutianjie?And the man brought him here... and why?

All you can see is a gloomy and dark color, and the surging wind seems to hide some giant beast that wants to swallow people alive.After an unknown amount of time, a touch of green finally appeared in front of my eyes, as if a little life was beating in the dead silence.Sun Wukong looked at the empty island in front of him, feeling a little familiar for no reason, but he didn't remember that he had been here.

Xie Bukong brought him to the island, and the two of them landed on the green grass, the bright colors contrasted sharply with the dark sky.Monkey King stepped on the lawn a few times, suddenly wrinkled his nose and said, "The breath here is a bit familiar."

Yan Bukong looked at him with a half smile but not a smile, "Of course you are familiar with it."

"What do you mean?"

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows suspiciously and asked back, but he saw that Wukong had already relaxed his muscles and bones and lay down on the ground, with his hands behind his head as a pillow.

"Have you heard about Pangu's deeds?"

Sun Wukong approached, sat down too, and nodded.

"Creating the world, turning the left eye into the sun, right eye into the moon, hair and beard into stars after death, and all parts of the body into spring wind, clouds, mountains, rivers and earth, he is one of the ancient creation gods."

Xie Bukong glanced at him, stretched out his hand and unexpectedly pulled Monkey King onto the lawn, and the two lay side by side, with similar faces but different expressions.

Sun Wukong was stunned at first, but he raised his hand when he saw that Wukong raised his hand, and with a twist of five fingers, he pushed away the heavy clouds like clouds and fog, revealing the dark blue sky.

The man moved his fingers again, earnestly imagining a clear moon in the naked sky, and then imagining a little bit of twinkling stars.

He said, "This island, too."

"Sun Wukong, this island...is made of your flesh and blood."

Swearing not to be empty, looking at Sun Wukong's shocked expression, which seemed to be shocked, he slowly provoked a smile, as if there was a dark light in his eyes, but it seemed more like nothing.

"Back then when you were tortured in the Heavenless Realm, although the two heavenly generals put all your cut flesh and blood into the plate, some of it was scattered in the vast void. And the blood you shed has already stained this cloud Soil, everything you see is bright red. Pangu turned his body into heaven and earth, and I will turn your flesh and blood..." His smile was a little cold, just like the fading voice, "turned into the only one in Wutianjie. A green island."

Every plant, every tree, every flower, every bird, every stone and every river on this island are all transformed by that person's blood, flesh and blood.

It is a memorial and a commemoration.Even the air you breathe is a unique trace.

"Sun Wukong, have you ever thought about why you were indifferently ignored by Jin Chanzi, running around for him, tortured for a hundred years for him, but never hating him?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong clenched his fists with both hands, but he didn't have much strength. Instead, his whole body trembled slightly, his body tensed, as if a string in his heart had been faintly touched.

Swearing not to be empty but not looking at him, his eyes reflected the contrast of bright and bright surroundings like water and coldness, his hoarse voice seemed to be ground on gravel, with a mocking sneer.

"Because those hates, those resentments, those jealousies, those gloomy