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

Bodhi has been cultivating as a Sanxian for some years, and he and his only disciple live together on Fangcun Mountain, and they live a happy life.

If there is no little girl to molest, just molest your own little apprentice.

There is no young lady to peek at, so just peek at your little apprentice taking a bath.

There are no little spirit beasts to tease, so just tease my cute little apprentice.

I have no opponent to bully, so I bully my little apprentice from time to time.

What?You said there was something wrong with the way he raised his apprentices?

Bodhi waved his hand, indicating that this does not exist.

He worked so hard to bring Wukong up with a handful of feces and urine full of blood and tears. Of course, being a master should reap some benefits, right?

To be honest, he is extremely unqualified as a Sanxian, and he will be slapped by the Jade Emperor sooner or later.But fortunately, he took the monkey that had just grown its fur and hid in this corner of the mountain. The sky is far away from the emperor, and those old men who like to tell stories can let them go.

It's just that Bodhi has been a little worried these days, sighing all day long, his disciples have begun to disobey discipline, learn to talk back, and learn to resist, and they are so noisy that they even have to sleep in separate rooms at night.

Who insisted on snatching all his quilts from his room back then, and refused to leave until the pillows leaked?

Bodhi crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, "Okay, I can't ask for it, you can go to sleep next door."

The majesty of being a master must be maintained, otherwise, when the time comes, the little bastard will ride on your head and make a scene of lawlessness, what should we do, right?

Monkey King, who was only as tall as his chest, stared angrily, snatched his pillow and quilt away with a snap, and walked away aggressively.

"Sun Wukong, come back to me! Those are the pillows and quilts for my teacher! What are you doing, come back!"

Sun Wukong uttered the most ruthless words in his life, and the roar came from outside the door, which made Bodhi's small body of the door installed by himself tremble, "I just want to keep you from sleeping!"

Bodhi shook his head, it's the other way around, this monkey.With such an explosive temper at a young age, why don't you become a powder keg in the future?

But after all, he didn't chase out to get the things back, he just reluctantly took out one or two pieces of clothes from the wooden cabinet, pretended to be pillows and quilts, spread them on the bed reluctantly, then undressed and lay down, breathing evenly and slowly. fall asleep.

It has to be said that without the little guy by his side, he is still not used to it.The warm, fluffy touch that reveals its original shape every time it falls asleep soundly in the middle of the night has made him slowly addicted to it as early as every day and night in the spring and autumn.

Bodhi sighed lowly, wondering when the little ancestor would calm down.At that time, he will have to teach the teacher the importance of Dao and revive the teacher.

……

"This journey, the blood I shed, the injuries I suffered, the demons I cast, and the demons I eliminated were all for you. Master...you don't believe me?"

In the dream, I don't know who was whispering, obviously he didn't know each other, but the trembling voice was like a bloody dagger piercing his heart, causing him a sharp pain.

In his dream, he was shackled by the boundless darkness, unable to escape, and unable to get rid of the thick clouds.See what the master behind that voice looks like.

At that moment, the voice sank, seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be crying or laughing.

"I see...Master. You don't need to chase me, I will go by myself."

Bodhi didn't know what happened to the man, but he frowned so badly in his heart.

How did that person become a master?Protected by the apprentice, but also to drive the apprentice away?If he meets this master, he must teach him the experience of being a master.It is absolutely unacceptable to be a master in this way. If he treats his own little disciples the same way, wouldn't that monkey take down his hard-earned roof? !

But it is said that Bodhi has been shrouded in mist in the dream, unable to see the surrounding scenery and furnishings.He just walked like that without bounds in the void, and suddenly he seemed to hit something, and he stopped abruptly.

"Who?"

Bodhi heard the voice just now and asked in a low voice defensively.

"who are you?"

Bodhi raised his eyebrows, thinking that the two of them were really destined.

"I am Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, and who are you, so young that you don't show your real body to others?!"

Sun Wukong?

Bodhi almost wanted to laugh.

That stinky monkey Monkey King is still sound asleep next door to him, this man also sounds like a boy, how dare he pretend to be in front of him?

At that moment, for some unknown reason, all the smoke and clouds dissipated, and the heavy fog disappeared.Bodhi gradually revealed his outline from the nothingness, with a jade crown, hair tied, light clothes and belts, white clothes reflecting peaches, and picturesque eyebrows.

He nodded slightly, "I'm Subhuti, a three-star guest on the oblique moon, and a scattered fairy on the square-inch Lingtai."

Unexpectedly, the man lost his breath in an instant, like a fish suffocating in the deep sea, "Master...Master?!"

His eyes widened, and the voice rolling out of his throat trembled with tears, which seemed unbelievable.

"Master? Am I dreaming again?" The man stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, his eyes were filled with water, as if he was afraid that the good scene in front of him would be shattered in such a illusory way, and would turn into flying red with the wind like a sea of ​​sorrow. .

Hearing his words, Bodhi's heart was inexplicably rippled like a tide, like a slight pain, but also like pity for no reason.

That young man's face vaguely resembled his little apprentice's, so it could be regarded as a resemblance.It's just... why did he call him master?

"You have misunderstood the person, I am not your master."

If Sun Wukong knew that he recognized another apprentice outside, wouldn't it make people worry about crying and fussing?

The man was stunned for a moment, biting his lip as if mocking himself, "That's right... he doesn't exist anymore..."

Ever since there was a golden cicada in this world, Subhuti has completely disappeared and no longer exists.

Bodhi looked at the man who was obviously lonely but forced himself to pretend, and couldn't help but dropped one hand, landed on the man's hair, and stroked it gently.

"Did you get kicked out by your master?"

The man, or Monkey King for now, clenched his fists and turned his head away, "He didn't chase me away, I want to go."

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Bodhi didn't know how to speak for a moment.

He rubbed his nose, "Hey, you...why are you arguing?"

"Because I killed a monster."

Sun Wukong lowered his head and his voice was a little low.

"Then does your master know that it is a monster?"

"He... doesn't know." Sun Wukong pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Those who don't know are innocent. What you have to do is not to get angry with him, but to find more evidence to make him believe..." Bodhi sighed, "But your master is also at fault. Teacher, as a father and brother, How can I see you leave without staying?"

He said, but seemed to think of something, and shook his head after being startled.

"But maybe masters have their own reasons... For example, my apprentice quarreled with me. The quarrel was so fierce that it turned the sky upside down. Later, he was so angry that he went to sleep in another room, and I didn't stay. he."

Because he knew that the child would come back sooner or later.There was no overnight feud between master and apprentice, and when the anger subsided and he thought about it, the little guy would sneak back naturally.

"Then why are you arguing?"

Sun Wukong looked at this man who was almost exactly the same as Bodhi. Even though he knew in his heart that he shouldn't believe it, he still couldn't help substituting it in. He stared at him without blinking, for fear of missing the arc of the man's eyebrows. The corner of his mouth smiled for a moment, quietly The ground, even the breath became silent for a while.

Putting his elbows on his knees, Bodhi held his chin and frowned for a while, thinking deeply, "We two...it's nothing. I explained a Buddhist gatha to him, and that brat had a different opinion from me, so he The noise became more and more fierce, and at the end they stomped their feet and rushed out of the door, and then they clamored to sleep in separate rooms at night."

Sun Wukong was a little ridiculous, but this apprentice was very similar to him in the past, too impulsive.

Bodhi looked at the man with a rare smile on his face, like the ray of sunshine breaking through the dark clouds, as bright as water.His heart skipped a beat, he stared blankly, and turned his eyes away calmly.

This kid smiled... he was pretty good-looking.

Compete with his precious apprentice.

Bodhi turned his head a few times and tapped his palm with one hand, as if he had made a decision.

He stood up slowly, and stretched out his hand to Sun Wukong under the clear sky, with a gentle smile on his eyes and brows, as if the light of the whole world gathered in this body.

"It's really a blessing to meet you by fate."

That voice came like a distant fantasy dream that had passed through thousands of years, breaking away the dust and breaking through the stagnation of time, as if it was just for such a moment of salvation and comfort.

"The sun is so good today, it would be a pity if you don't have some fun. I'll take you to the human world to relax, are you willing?"

Sun Wukong stared blankly at that person, all the resentment and grievances in his heart caused by Tang Sanzang melted away like ice and snow, melting into nothing.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, suppressing his numerous thoughts, stretched out his hand, and grasped the generous palm, and there was a slight smile in his eyes when they met each other.

"Go. Why not?"

Between heaven and earth, one person is dressed in white clothes like snow, and the other is dressed in rough clothes. There are thousands of clouds and mountains, but they are nothing more than a dream that lingers thousands of miles away.

In the market, there was a lot of people, and from time to time, a peddler shouted, "Look, our shop has a new cold porridge. The ingredients are rare, and it can be called eight treasures!"

"There is only one family in Jiangling that sells Hu material from the Western Regions. Come and have a look, all the guests!"

"..."

There were shouts one after another all around, and the streets were crowded with people, creating a lively scene.

Bodhi looked surprised, when did the market in the human world become so prosperous?

He took Sun Wukong to look left and right, and from time to time took out the private money he had saved for a long time to buy some snacks and things.

"Hey, they say that children like rattles, do you think my little apprentice will like them?"

Bodhi's brows and eyes are full, and he is full of interest.

Monkey King snorted, "Childish."

But the eyes were still glued to the thing.

Bodhi was weighing it up, and immediately put the rattle into his arms, took out the money and paid it to the vendor, "Okay. My disciple is too precocious, it's better if he can be more childish."

Just when he finished speaking, he seemed to see something, and his eyes lit up suddenly.

"Candied haws! Hey, if I take this food back, don't be angry, let the little ancestor serve me tea and water for a month, he will be very happy."

Bodhi immediately waved his hand, and regardless of the shocked expression of the peddler, he bought all the big bunches of bright red and bright candied haws.

Sun Wukong stared at the candied haws, his Adam's apple moved, and his eyes were slightly complicated.

He pretended not to care and turned his head away, but Bodhi's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen that he was greedy, so he pulled out one with a smile on his face and handed it to him.

"this is for you."

Sun Wukong glanced away, "I don't want to eat this stuff."

Bodhi raised his eyebrows, "You really don't want to eat?"

Sun Wukong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "...don't eat."

"It would be a pity if you don't eat it." Bodhi shook his head pretendingly, stuffed the candied haws into his mouth, licked a few mouthfuls, and licked the top candied haws until the water shone. "This candied haws is so sweet and delicious. It's delicious. Hmm...it tastes sweet and sour, quite crunchy, and tastes really good."

Sun Wukong clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and he agreed to relax. What the hell is this called relaxation? ? ?

He took a deep breath, couldn't bear it anymore, "Enough!"

Bodhi's movements stopped for a moment, "Well, what's wrong?"

The veins on Sun Wukong's forehead twitched, "I'll eat, can't I eat!"

Bodhi was smiling and didn't tease him any more.After touching Sun Wukong's soft blond hair, he pulled out the bunch of candied haws in his mouth and stuffed them into the man's mouth.

Sun Wukong felt the sour, sweet and wet taste in his mouth, and he was stunned in place.

It's full of drool...

Does this count as a kiss? !

It can't be said whether it's disgust or something else, Sun Wukong was about to pull out the candied haws, but looking at the side of the man's face, he paused, and finally lost strength slowly, and lowered his hand.

picture……

It's so similar.

It's like the real Bodhi, and he's by his side again.

Bodhi didn't know what Sun Wukong was thinking, so he wandered around and bought a lot of things for his little apprentice to relieve his qi, and at the same time bought some for Sun Wukong.

When the two rested at the inn at night, they were already exhausted, and their clothes were soaked with sweat.

After using the body cleansing, the two of them took a good bath and changed into their clothes.

Sun Wukong had just been steamed by the steam at that time, the blond hair on his forehead was softly attached to the temples, and there was a little water in his eyes, but he looked a little less aggressive than usual, and looked a little cute from certain angles.

Bodhi glanced at him, his heart moved, and he couldn't help turning his eyes away.

Sun Wukong was lying lazily on the couch.Perhaps this person is too similar to Bodhi, no matter in appearance or temperament, they are exactly the same.Even if they had only known each other for a day, he had no resistance to being in the same room.

He even had a faint illusion.

The illusion that this person is really Bodhi, the master he hasn't seen in 700 years, really...

On the tip of his heart, he cared about the shadow that he had been chasing for a long time.

It's just that the time has come and gone, and the splendor will no longer shine.He knew it was impossible.

Except for the dream, there is nowhere to find all this hope.

Pupils shrank, Sun Wukong seemed to have realized something, his expression suddenly dimmed, but slowly brightened for some reason.

When he looked at Bodhi again, his eyes were complicated and incomprehensible, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"You and your apprentice are arguing over which Buddhist verse?"

Bodhi didn't expect Sun Wukong to ask this question, and thought for a moment before returning to him.

"I told him that there are clearly six realms in the dream, but there is nothing in the world after awakening. It means that we and other people in the world are fascinated by the whirling phenomena, just like being trapped in a dream. In the dream, you see the world of the world, and when you wake up It is enlightenment and attaining a higher level of Buddhahood. After the great thousand worlds, there are also six reincarnations, four holy dharma realms, and a solemn land of ultimate bliss. These are all dreams within dreams and chain dreams. It is a higher state. When everything is awakened and everything is awakened, it is waking up in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, where there will be no more dreams or delusions.”

Sun Wukong was shocked, and his legs curled up as if his conjecture had been confirmed.

His lips moved, his voice was soft, "What about him... what did he say?"

Thinking of what the monkey said, Bodhi shook his head, amused and helpless.

"He said, since one link is connected to another, and one dream is connected to another dream, how do you know that there will not be a higher dream above the Paradise? Maybe you will wake up from the dream of the Paradise..." He paused Suddenly, his eyes darkened, "You will find yourself awakened in the great world. He also said, maybe dreams are reality, and reality is a dream. Mystery is the real feeling, and feeling is the real feeling. Tsk... ..."

Bodhi thought of the little guy's upright speech, and couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

It's not that he thinks there's anything wrong with having his own ideas, it's just that he likes to dig into corners too much. He gets into an alley and walks all the way to the end, and he can't get out alive.

If this kind of toughness is put into research, it is naturally good.But if you put it on someone or something, you will become an attachment, and sooner or later you will become a demon.

That's why he was worried.

He doesn't ask his apprentice to be able to accomplish any great cause, whether it is ordinary or ordinary, he is like thousands of masters in this world, he only asks that child to live a free, safe and happy life.

Don't be blinded by floating clouds, don't be stumbled by grass seeds, and don't be bound by anything.

That's enough.

Sun Wukong lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttered, his eyes couldn't hide the ups and downs of emotion.

He whispered, as if confirming, as if he had finally seen through, "Master..."

"I told you I'm not your master..." Bodhi shook his head helplessly.

But when he raised his eyes and saw the man biting his lips tightly, as if there were tears in his eyes, he was stunned, the words of denial stuck in his throat for some reason, and he couldn't speak out again.

"Master...Master..."

Sun Wukong is calling, like calling the person 700 years ago, like calling the person 700 years later, with choking voices, like a century of longing behind a heavy time, a century of sadness, a century of grievances.

Bodhi paused for a moment, feeling a sense of unreasonable distress in his heart.

He hummed softly, without a beginning or an end, like a fragment of time that suddenly crossed the air in this room.

Panting for breath, Sun Wukong squeezed the man's hand tightly, looking straight at him, with a sparkle of red in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Master. Master. Master..."

Bodhi sighed, and in the end he could only feel sorry for the little ancestor at home, and hugged the young man who looked very similar to the little guy into his arms.

"Well, I'm here."

All the strength that was as cold as an armor collapsed, Sun Wukong put one hand on the back, bent his five fingers, the strength was so deep that he could draw blood, as if he wanted to hug that person tightly, so that he would not be separated again.Even if it's just rooted in a dream.

"Master, I have been looking for you for a long time, a long time. A long time..."

He spoke, his voice was light and choked with sobs.

Bodhi patted the man on the back, "I'm here. Be good."

"Master, I am not the shadow of that person. I am not a stinky monkey. I am Monkey King, Monkey King, the Monkey King named by you. I... am obviously your only apprentice."

He seemed to have finally found his long-lost support, and poured out the deepest thoughts hidden in his heart. That posture made Bodhi take a breath, brushed away the man's broken hair, and gently kissed his smooth forehead. The warm touch is connected with the comforting breath.

"You are my little ancestor and my only apprentice."

He stroked and patted the man's back in a smooth manner, with a low and sincere voice.

"But she is really a monster, why don't you believe me? Why do you say that you will save all the people in the world...and you won't save me? And why, you say that I will only be outside your sentient beings...Master, the human heart is made of flesh , I'm not a stone... I can also hurt."

Sun Wukong hugged Bodhi tightly, closed his eyes and held back the thin tears that welled up in his eyes.But his arms couldn't help trembling slightly, like a capsized ship in Bailang's heart, clinging to the only dependence and reliance.

"I believe, I believe in whatever you do. I don't save the world, I only save you."

Bodhi whispered softly in his ear, paused for a while, and was almost a hair away from the man's earlobe before he could kiss it and touch the soft skin.

And the hot air fainted the words, burning into the heart numbly all the way.

He said, "You are not my sentient being. You are my only one."

The man's body was shocked, but he couldn't help it. A tear rolled down his eye socket and landed on Bodhi's clothes with a thud, staining a stain.Like a flower branch spreading from a scar in my heart.

He slowly closed his eyes, trying to regain his steady breathing from the choking.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"Master."

"Ah."

"Master."

"Um……"

He kept calling, and Bodhi responded over and over again.

There are clearly six interests in the dream, but there is nothing in the world after sleep.

Sun Wukong thought, in fact, he should have guessed...all this is just a dream.

In the past, he and Bodhi had a great quarrel over this Buddhist gatha, but today, it has confirmed this sentence.

There are six interests in the dream, why bother to let go of the dream to the empty reality?

If the dream is a delusion, a great thousand whirling, falling into the delusional and whirling, why not?

Just after all.

Bodhi can't wait for him to grow up.

The time they spend together is broken in a moment of impermanence.

"call!!!"

Bodhi seemed to have had a dream, and when he suddenly woke up at the dawn of the sky, he had the illusion that he had violated the floating life for a hundred years.

It turned out to be just a dream.

He thought, slowly getting dressed and getting out of bed.

Outside the house, Monkey King was still practicing martial arts against the rising sun, his little face was bulging tightly, and every movement carried fresh and vigorous vitality.

Bodhi felt a little sorry, now the rattle was gone, the candied haws were gone, and the little ancestor didn't know how to calm down.

At this moment, Monkey King turned his head to look at him standing in front of the window, with a wooden face, his voice did not fluctuate, "The wooden boards in that room are too hard, I can't sleep well."

Unexpectedly, the man would speak first, Bodhi smiled and gave him the steps, "Since the bed board is uncomfortable, you can go back to sleep."

Listening to this, Monkey King moved his ears and emphasized, "It's because the bed board is uncomfortable, not because I want to come back to sleep!"

Bodhi nodded helplessly, with a spoiled expression, "I know, I know."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and opened the door. The sky outside the door was bright, and it was a clear and cloudless day.

And in front of him, is a just right person.

Just not knowing what he saw out of the corner of his eye, Bodhi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"what happened?"

Under the sun, the tear-like water stain on the sleeve clearly showed the traces of what had existed.

But Bodhi slowly retracted his eyes, shook his head, and smiled with a little hesitation.

"It's nothing."

It was but a dream.

【—Master.

--Um?

——Master.

--Um.

——Master.

--Um……】

It was just a dream.

The author has something to say: 5.20 cookies, posted at nearly 24:00, it is difficult.

But for the sake of so many words, I still kiss me!

This stalk was proposed by Yuan Shan _(:3」∠)_ after reading it for a long time, so I coded it!

Of course, at the end, um, um, um... maybe, maybe... a bit sad, but the whole story is still sweet!

Speaking of which, Sanzang regarded Wukong as the shadow of Xuanqing at the beginning, but actually Wukong also regarded Jin Chan and Sanzang as the shadow of Bodhi.

There are similarities between the end and the end of the Bodhi chapter.

In the next episode, I will code the double monkeys!Wait until the swearing boss scene is over.

Also, the pre-sale of this book has started, the links can be found on lofter and Weibo, and the copywriting is also available, the rush is very slow, there is still a chance to be in the top ten, everyone, come on!